《A Mediocre Supreme Cultivator》Off Day
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If one wanders the endless expanse of the Wonton Fields, they are bound to find a number of supernatural occurrences in the wastes. Some of these are wonders of nature and others are remnants of a bygone era of mankind. The marred pit of death and devils that is a gathering place of damned souls is neither. This is not because of the recent construction of the infernal pit, it is because the people who made this place of demonic qi can no longer be considered man. With what they've done, and what their machinations drove them to become, they would be known as something far more grotesque than mankind.
If viewed with the humble eyes of modern man, they would be granted a number of titles. The men of science would call them abominations, for what they've done with their bodies. The men of religion would call them demons, for their countless affronts on the human soul. The men of morals would call them monsters, for that is what they are. The men of reason would invent new titles, for there is no appropriate designation for those who commit mass murder and mass rape on a personal scale. The men of law would call them a target, for they could not be allowed to exist for the sake of society.
However, the men of Pangea simply call them demonic cultivators, for that has been what they have always been.
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In the bottom of a dank, damp pit, there lays a deep source of demonic energy. It is called many things by those powerful enough to know of it. Here, surrounded by those who seek to profit off of it, it is simply called the blood moon. The Cult of The Blood Moon has one purpose, as their foundation establishment warriors dance around a mountain of corpses, and as their core formation elders watch on, that purpose comes close to fruition.
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"We're almost complete in our preparations."
The 'man' who had talked was one of the elders of the cult. If someone asked what he did, he would probably kill them, but if he had to answer he would say he leads the efforts on enchanting for the cult. If he did say that, the other enchanters would kill him, even if it was basically true. The only reason that people didn't constantly kill themselves in this cult is due to the fact that they all wouldn't attack people who are stronger than themselves. They used to have people who will attack those above them. Used to anyway...
"What do you mean 'our' preparations, you fancy 'scribes' only put scribbles on the floor! It was me an' my men who gathered the sacrifices. If you try to weasel your way into getting more credit than you deserve again, I'll stick you like the pig you are."
The only thing that the demonic cultivators could do in absence of killing themselves is threatening to do it anyway. Even if it's banned, as long as they don't do it openly, the cult head won't intervene.
"Hah!? What did you do but tell your men to distribute demonic artifacts among bandit clans? Who is stealing credit here. What can you do to me? A lazy barbarian isn't a strong barbarian. You have no chance to match my magic."
Normally a fight to the death would have broken out then and there, but today the cult head was present, and everyone was acting the best they could. Their best happened to be 'just barely not killing each other.'
Suddenly, the noise from the blood ceremony stopped completely. The ceremony continued unaltered, the revelers unable to notice the difference. Immediately, the chatter of the elders stopped. In the absence of noise, one voice commanded the void.
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"Followers of the Blood Moon! Our labors are almost over. We have the necessary sacrifices, our enchantments are sufficient. Soon, we will have our revelry. Soon, we will fight for the glory of the blood moon! SOON, THE BLOOD MOON WILL RISE!"
Cheers erupted at the good news, if everything goes to plan, the Blood Moon will cover a fourth of the Verdant Plains, and demonic cultivation will reign supreme. This was what all the hard labor was for, this was what all the sacrifices were for. The sacrifices here being the people who died trying to make this happen, not the people dying to make this happen.
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Brik had never run as fast in his life. During one of the rare nights of rest, he had heard his new boss talking. His new boss wasn't planning on working them to death, they were planning on sacrificing them to death! They might call Brik head in the slow slow in the head, but they never called him slow in the feet! It took him less than ten seconds to leave the forced march. Brik wasn't aware of it, but they weren't on his trail, and it's likely they will never be on his trail.
Brik assumed that everything happened normally. The people who killed his boss realized he was a cultivator, then that he was an asset. They then made him carry large amounts of equipment. It was the same as always.
That's not what happened. The demonic cultivator just assumed that bandit clans couldn't have cultivators besides the chief. They just handed him the equipment because he's a big man.
What he saw as a legitimate escape attempt, they saw a desperate attempt to flee. They didn't stop to it, and Brik got away.
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Returning to No Applause, Only More of the Same
Kreig was summoned to the other world 130 years ago, the last 30 of which were spent in a constant, vengeful war against any army that would attempt to subjugate him. Once he returned, he found out that only 10 years had passed. He was given the title of War of the North but he never even knew about it. After all, nobody could get close enough to tell it to him. But that all changes one day when a portal opens, allowing Kreig and a small band of soldiers to enter one of many portals that leads to Earth. As it turns out these portals have been opening ever since he was summoned, giving the people of Earth abilities that the world he was summoned to only used to have. But now... now, he has returned. Longing for his former life of peace and understanding, he allows authorities to capture him on the spot, only to be faced with deeply personal questions, such as "who are you?" "what have you been doing for the past 10 years?" and "why is your level so high?" -------- ...Have you ever read a story where the main guy who got isekai'd returns to Earth. Say, for example, FFF-class trashhero or the necromancer of Seoul station? Say, what if the authorities actually became aware what kind of monster had returned to Earth? What if they actually tried to use them for something? Kreig's been in the other world for 130 years, has experienced three great wars, and he isn't okay. Mentally speaking, that is. He's been imprisoned, gained and lost comrades, been betrayed... The whole lot. By now, all he wants is to put it all behind him, something the world doesn't seem to want to let him. (Irregular updates, mostly written for fun, no strong planning)
8 295System Programmer
After dying, our main character found himself summoned by a young woman. She comes from a long line of summoners and had expected to partner up with a powerful being, like the rest of her family. Instead, she summoned a computer programmer, who from now on will be living inside her head. Powerless, he's unable to help her with the upcoming war. Disappointed that neither of them had been blessed by fate with some divine abilities, he decides to build a computer system inside her head himself. ======= Volume 1 of the series is now available on Amazon Kindle! If you like the series, please check it out! https://www.royalroad.com/amazon/B07NSGR37P Volume 2 is now available for pre-order and will be released on April 1st! https://www.royalroad.com/amazon/B083F76XRT
8 151Jack of All
'Jack of All' updates every Monday and Friday. All chapters, locked and unlocked can be found on the main website.Join us on Discord.Meet the protagonist of this LitRPG story.His name is Jack. Though that might not be his real name. It's just the one he picked. Our hero woke up in the middle of a clearing, with no recollection of how he got there and who he is.The world around him seems new, though he does learn pretty quickly that doing this or that will reward him with Classes and Skills.Funny, it seems like the rate at which he Levels is way higher than those around him. Follow his story, as he forms a bands of similarly misguided misfits and gets adopted by the neighboring settlement.As he aids in the development of those around him, including himself and as he tackles harsher and harsher challenges. And finally, as he slowly comes to learn that the world around him and its major players are much larger and harsher that he could have ever thought.
8 164Morcster Chef [THE MANGA/WEBTOON]
The Webtoon for Morcster Chef has come to RoyalRoad! Enjoy! Adventurers flock to massive crypts brimming with riches and promises of power. Heroes storm the gates of dark fortresses, their swords drawn in the name of freedom. Gods tear the heavens asunder, clashing over the fate of the realm itself. Arek cooks lasagna and tops it with a dash of finely chopped basil. An orc who has seen more than his fair amount of fighting, Arek wants nothing more than to share his love of cooking with the world. However, when Ming and her crew of misfit adventurers hire him as their full-time chef, Arek's plans of avoiding violence crumble. He swore off killing for money and fame, but you can't make Wyrmfire Steak without killing a dragon.
8 108Chaos Realm; A VRMMO Tale
Gene, the high school student just turned sixteen and is ready to join the chaos realm, an online game(VR) that had been running for the past decade. Thankfully the frontrunners had already posted guides and strategies for the newbies like her to follow through. Unfortunately, she was granted a unique class forcing all the strategies and guides she read to be flushed down the drain. ...Temporary pause...
8 160Emerald Gaze
Just as a rough young girl seems to have hit rock bottom, a stroke of fate turns what was about to become one of the lowest moments of her life into a shining opportunity to carve out a new path for herself when it is discovered she has a great talent within her. She need only learn how to use the new tools available to her to do so. Well that is if she can actually figure out how in the hells things work around here. Seriously, why is she expected to just know around half of these things when they hadn't even mattered to her until now? Partially inspired by Forge of Destiny.
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