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In a city drowning in fire and silence, the Black does not simply kill. It waits. It watches. It feeds. When the revolution collapses and the streets of Bentiu run red, a group of children are left to navigate a world that has already decided their fate. Among them is a boy who still believes light can exist in a place that has forgotten the meaning of the word. Beside him walks a boy who has already looked into the abyss and accepted what stares back. Between them stands a girl whose strength is measured not in power, but in how much of herself she is willing to bury to keep the others breathing. As the city burns and the powerful rewrite morality in their own image, these children must confront a force older and hungrier than any war: the quiet, patient darkness that lives in every choice, every sacrifice, and every soul that refuses to look away.Some will try to carry the weight. Some will try to outrun it. Some will try to become it. And somewhere in the ruins, the Black is still listening.

Lorena was supposed to die. She didn’t. Asher was the best contract killer money could buy — until the cancer diagnosis. When a corporation offers him a second life in a world governed by stats, classes, and levels, the deal is simple: transfer his soul into a new body, assassinate the most powerful mage in the kingdom, and live out his days free of pain. The transfer works. There’s just one problem with his new body — the farm girl he stole it from is still in there, and she’s furious. Now at level 9 and trapped with a voice in her head that won’t stop judging her, “Lorena” must claw her way through a world she doesn’t understand, join a crew of dangerous outcasts, and somehow close the gap between a pitchfork and the mage who’s already killed twelve of the best Adventurers before her. But the further she climbs, the harder it becomes to ignore the woman she wronged — and the cost of the deal that put her here. I still think you should have chosen Hunter over Rogue. You already took everything else from me. You could have given me that. Book 1 Complete! What to Expect: 1 - Weak to strong 2 - Fast pacing and gritty combat 3 - Dual consciousness MC 4 - 3rd person limited POV What NOT to Expect: 1 - Harem or romance 2 - wish fulfillment 3 - plot armor

In a world where hidden burdens carry a physical weight, a nameless boy must navigate a den of sharp-eyed strangers while carrying a dark secret that is slowly rotting the reality around him.

What if all the colors went missing except one. Would the world still seem so magical? In Mud Mire that's their reality. There are no pretty skies, wholesome dandelions or bloody cherries. There's only mire, no rainbows, no butterflies, just mire. It may come in different shades like how pennies age with time, but that doesn’t change the fact it all leads to one pigment, tinge, or even tint of mud.

In the slums beneath Veston, Kael fled before his mother's body grew cold. No sun. No flowers. No hope. No dreams. Winter and gang lords buried them all. "Pray to the gods and endure for a better tomorrow," his mom said. Why would he pray to the same gods who denied him peace? Who thrust him into this nightmare? No, he'd carve a way to Veston with his own hands, and it started by breaking his promise to his mother for survival. But the job for gang lord Garrick Vane went wrong. He was left for dead with nothing but a ledger salvaged from a submerged temple. But he refused death. "I persist." Two words that awakened a forbidden power, an unlicensed truth anchored to belief and paid for in the warmth of his most precious memories. Now a heretic hunted by priests who burn the unfaithful, Kael discovered the ledger tracked everything: his stress, his anchor, the price he had already paid. Every choice stresses his truth. And if his anchor breaks, he wouldn't just die: he'd become something worse. What to expect: - Analytical main character who thinks his way through problems. - A deep, original system to decipher along with Kael. - A lore-rich worldbuilding with its own religions and epochs to discover. - Truths that aren't free entries on a stat sheet. - No harem Length: 1,600 – 2,000 words per chapter. Schedule: 1 chapter daily.

A thousand years into the future, the Empire of the Living Flame encompasses the universe and all of humanity. Built on holy fire, noble blood, and ancient truths. Zain was born an outcast. He knows the Empire’s power is not sacred at all, and that truth could shatter a thousand years of worship, something he is willing to do at any cost to avenge the death of his mother. Ash was born a slave on Mortrum, where acid rain eats flesh, and his people vanish without consequence. He does not want glory. He does not even dream of freedom. He wants power, just enough to protect the people the Empire keeps taking from him. Luna was born a princess, but without the Living Flame’s blessing. To the nobles, she is a useless heir. To the people, she is a symbol of hope. Now she must decide whether to remain her family’s ornament or become the spark that lights a rebellion. Prophecy bound them together before birth. The chains that bind them are held by one mysterious man. And now the Empire is beginning to burn. Across a thousand stars, countless worlds, and a million hidden rebellions, humanity’s small pocket of the universe stands on the edge of Total War.

The city fell. I tried to save him. That's when he started laughing. Yara survived Runewick's destruction with an ancient power fused to her ribs. It whispers. It hungers. It promises she'll never be helpless again—if she feeds it. Her first attempt to save someone creates a monster. Her second creates three more. By the time she learns to bind people properly—to make them need her—she's already become something she doesn't recognize. Every choice is between horror and helplessness. Every servant she creates binds her tighter to the thing keeping her alive. Not a villain origin story. A survival story where survival has a price. Dark progression fantasy. Body horror transformations. Morally gray descent. Book 1/Volume 1 is complete. The story shifts from survival to kingdom-building. Book 2/Volume 2 is complete. The story continues with the kingdom building. ─────────────────────────────────────── What to expect: Morally gray protagonist making terrible choices for understandable reasons Body horror transformations - learning through trial and error creates monsters Servant binding mechanics - people transformed become dependent on purpose Dark progression - power has real psychological and moral costs Stats visible from Chapter 17 (LitRPG elements unlock mid-Book 1) Building a power base through bound servants NOT a power fantasy - every victory extracts a price What NOT to expect: Heroic protagonist or villain origin story Harem Easy answers or moral shortcuts Isekai protagonist with cheat skills Gratuitous gore for shock value ─────────────────────────────────────── CONTENT WARNINGS: Body horror, transformation, morally gray protagonist, graphic violence, psychological trauma. Not a power fantasy.

After surviving the greatest school massacre of the century, a young man awakens with no memory of who he is. No past. No memories. No identity. He tries to move forward, leaving behind the scars he cannot even remember. However, the more he distances himself, the more fate insists on pulling him back. Encounters with people who seem to know him reveal fragments of a story he never knew was buried… or perhaps one he wanted to forget. Between what was lost and what still lingers in the shadows, submerged beneath the underground of his own truth, a question haunts him like a constant whisper… What did I leave behind?

The Soul. It brings life, creates life and destroys life. For 15 years, the galaxy has been in turmoil by an all-consuming war between Soul-Core and Dark Intrinium. Few understand the true reason behind this conflict, yet all bear witness to the destruction it has left. In a desperate attempt to change the course of history, Jumkou Katatoria travels from a shattered future back to the year 2195. Her mission: To stop a catastrophe that left the galaxy in ruins. But playing with time caused an irreversible paradox, creating an even bigger threat than ever before. And she did not come back alone. Chasing her through the rift is the most dangerous Soul-Wielder ever. Those chosen by the Soul were given power. Some use the power to save, others use it to destroy. Which will Jumkou choose? Welcome to the ｢ Arc of the Souls ｣ NOTE: Arc 1 will be reworked/rewritten in the coming future.

Matas is a roofer, not a hero. When a highway wreck and a red curve in the sky drop him onto the side of a forgotten mountain, there's no prophecy waiting for him—only stone, hunger, and a System that records his every choice instead of explaining any of them . Samhal survives because a buried crystal Heart keeps the worst luck off its people, quietly paying out Probability Debt so roofs don't fall and dungeon doors don't explode. Now that Heart is humming off‑beat, debt is coming due—and every "near miss" the System forgives has to be paid in blood or stone, somewhere, by someone. Drafted as a wall scout, Matas earns his bunk the only way he knows how: reading bad load paths before they kill someone and letting a hostile System wire more omen into his bones every time the village needs an "active participant." To get anyone out before the Heart fails and the rust‑choir of ten thousand trapped souls wakes, Matas will have to become exactly what this world fears—an honor‑bound Omen‑Step engineer who decides which debts get paid, and whose names get written on the ledger. Chapters post Mon/Wed/Fri Comments, follows, and saves help the story be found. If you like the direction, interact—I read and reply to all comments within 24 hours. [ Patreon ]

For thousands of years, the government lied, kept us hostage, and sold us unknowingly. Little did we know that these times would be the best for us all. The High-Bloods came through the firmament that veiled us in snow, and conquered everything. They shattered our false freedom, burned flesh from our bones, and feasted on us for sport. They enslaved us to be chained beyond Earth's soil—Hemorion, they call it their home. Now, we are forced into a society ruled by blood, where Kingdoms, slaves, and the deaths of beloved are as common as the light from Helios, one of their deities. Yet, whenever my eyelids close, I still see red—the light of us all stolen ... my brother’s and my own dying. But as my blood is red, my hope burns forever. I will kill them all. Note: this is a rewritten version of my already published first Volume, "Red Eclipse," of "Origins of Blood," and thus will be a revised edition with changes throughout the entire story, including prose, characters, worldbuilding, powersystem, and other elements.