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“It’s still her.” Three words. That was all it took for the carefully constructed world of my last five years to shatter into dust at my feet. Zane didn’t even have the decency to look away as he said it. For twenty years, I had been the third wheel. The reliable shadow to Jovienne’s brilliant sun. I had buried my own feelings for Zane so deep I almost forgot they existed, only daring to dig them up and confess them after Jovi had left the country and broken his heart. We built a life. A marriage. I truly believed, in my foolish, hopeful heart, that it was my happy ending. Now Jovienne was back, and the illusion was gone. The love of my life saw me only as a consolation prize. As my world collapses, the last person I expect comfort from is her husband—a man as cold and polished as he is powerful. Vance sees the same betrayal in my eyes that he sees in his wife's. Leaning in, his voice a dangerous whisper, he proposed the unthinkable: "They are living in the past. Let's be each other's revenge. What do you say, Nerissa?" I should avoid at all costs. It was a game that could burn our broken worlds to the ground. But as I looked into his eyes and saw the same raw, humiliating betrayal reflected back at me, the answer poised on my lips wasn't "no." It was a terrifying, thrilling question. “What,” I whispered, my voice steadier than I felt, “did you have in mind?”

Warning: This fiction contains: Graphic Violence Profanity Sensitive Content Power is never free. It is paid for in blood, memory, and choice. Five hundred years after the fall of the God Emperors, a boy named Eklavya walks a path stripped of protection, inheritance, and certainty. He leaves behind clan safety not for glory, but for responsibility—unaware that his body carries memories his mind has long buried. This is not a light power fantasy. Cultivation here is brutal, political, and unforgiving. Strength is earned through loss, survival, and restraint. As ancient enemies stir and hidden truths claw their way to the surface, Eklavya is forced to confront a question greater than power itself: What kind of man survives long enough to claim revenge? Dark cultivation, slow-burning emotion, ruthless battles, and a tragic, escalating journey against fate itself. Read Against the Eternity—where survival is a choice, and eternity is the enemy. Note:  This is an original novel written entirely by me. It was first written in my native language and later self-translated into English, so you may notice slight variations in phrasing or flow.”

In a world where power means authority, everyone strives to become stronger. Wang Han is no different; he shares the same general goal: to grow stronger. But he's not exceptional, merely the nephew of a third-tier clan leader, with talent that wouldn't even be considered average by the standards of a simple empire. He has only one advantage, or perhaps two. He uses his intellect in a world where many think with their muscles, and he disregards the means to achieve his goals. Is it possible for someone like him to reach the top of the world as he hopes? Follow Wang Han's journey to the summit... or the abyss.

Diversity is humanity’s greatest weapon. A million minds, a million ways to survive, a million ways to die. But in the face of death, everyone unifies. Everyone begs the dark for a God. My name is Sword. It wasn’t always, but I now can’t remember what it was before the Facility took it. I was kidnapped from a normal life and thrown into a place built to grind people into weapons: trials, monsters, human hunters, and choices that rot your morals. Survive, and you earn another day. Fail, and you vanish. Now I’m a soldier with one purpose: war and slaughter. This is my story. (Dark Sci-fi Progression Fantasy)