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The Broken System: What Bred the KING
Kinoya an ordinary research fellow, was bitten by a genetically modified spider. Did he become next SPIDERMAN? Of course, NO. He died just to become an object of research himself. Being a fascinating subject, he was researched extensively and he had died again but not until he killed them all. He got a loving family on the next time he woke up. A Gift? Of course No. His family was devastated in front of very eyes and he was sold as Sex SLAVE. What should he do? Of course, Kill them all. And then [Ceremony successful… Tribute accepted… Connecting the soul...] [Connecting to the world… Activating the system… Error... Modifying… Connecting to the system… Error...] [THE BROKEN SYSTEM activated.] He had no intention but the destiny had chosen him. Willing or not he was led to the path of KING armed with a broken system. BUT ascendancy and demise are the two side of the same coin... *************** Schedule: 7 chaps/Week (Extra on weekends) Found something good, comment. Not up to the mark, comment, please. If you love it rate it. Last but least, donate if you take pity to this little soul.
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The Heralia Legacy
In a world where the paranormal is the norm, and your bus driver is a weretiger. Beings in every nook and ass crack of lore are real. Countless species coexisting in a haven called Geas. Divided into three big ruling councils: Mana for the magics, Spectra for the undead and Were for the shifters. But to keep Geas a Haven, there must be a higher presence that enforces it. The Heralia. A being with mixed blood, of great power and the mouthpiece of the gods. Along with his enforcers The Order, the Heralia is the police and the law, the gel of a dangerous society but when the assassination of the century leaves the Heralia dead. A rippling political tide washes throughout Geas, which left everyone wondering just who will be the next Heralia? Enter one: Argus Knight, just an ordinary, if not quirky, college kid in a world where no one is ordinary. Argus’ is happy with his life, even though he doesn’t have any powers or abilities like most of his friends or any money, okay so maybe not that happy. He was left at the step of a shifter temple when he was a child, so that sucked since he must have been a sexy lookin’ baby. Raised by an adoptive shifter mom, that makes the best cookies and gives the warmest hugs and unleashes the sharpest sass a being can wield, and oh, is also the high priestess of the Were Council. He lived his life surrounded by nuns, he was spoilt and gobbled all that attention up and he’s not ashamed to admit it. One day, innocently doing a psychology exam, like pro, if you will, a weird rainbow mist starts gushing out of his skin, for the lack of a better word and suddenly he is floating, then seizing, yup still in mid-air, in the middle of his exuding rainbow aura session, a voice booms out like a missive from the gods themselves, “AWAKEN MY HERALIA”. Sweet baby sugar nuts, what just happened? Join Argus in his journey in becoming the next Heralia, which will be jam-packed with snark, some sarcasm, interesting friends, a dash of heroism, a bit of hubba bubba wink wink nudge nudge with a special friend and an ass crack full of awesome. Readers discretion advised, for readers under 18, strong language and some sexual scenes.
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Quest for the Elysian Fields
Wünder is a fifteen year old, four feet tall lad who likes nature and loves discovering vistas every now and then. Elysia is a prim and proper girl who dreams of finding her prince charming one day. They live in the village of Delossus, and live an inane life bereft of excitement, but for the stories told by Mrs. Detroit. One day, a miner wounds up dead in the Taitanus Caves, the place where Wünder's brother works. That incident leads Elysia, Wünder and his brother to an expedition into the depths of a mountain so colossal, that it has terrified villagers and noblemen alike about the possible existence of a certain god residing in its depths. What they find instead is nothing short of the incarnation of tyranny, and trails leading to a certain legend - the realms long forgotten, not even a remnant of lores... The Elysian Fields.
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Tiny Hylian (Sidon x Link)
THIS IS GAY BEWARE.Some time after the calamity, Link and Sidon are still friends. But what would happen when that evolves into... more?
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Savage Sonata: Oath-sworn Song
Morgan belongs to the Khantani, a tribe of sea smiths granted the power to craft legendary weapons and armor by an otherworldly god, at the cost of being unable to wield the weapons themselves. For centuries they flourished in isolation until one day they find themselves being hunted by a genocidal king.Cast into a savage world filled with mystically twisted islands, Morgan must harness the power of slain beasts and wild spirits to craft weapons for his new fickle allies; a withdrawn soldier that can never leave war behind and a shapeshifter that forgets more of themselves day by day. **Updates are now Tuesdays and Saturdays** What kind of story is this? Savage Sonata is an epic fantasy story with classic fantasy world building. It contains light dungeon elements in the form of Isles, while heavily focusing on classes, character progression and the use of monster remains for crafting.
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What happened in Vegas - English version
Part I(Completed story Part II - coming soon)Hesitantly, I turn my head and look at the other half of the bed. Spellbound, I stare at the back of a man with black hair. The image of Elvis flits through my mind and I swallow dryly. What on earth has happened? I look at the body beside me and my heart beats a few beats faster than normal. Broad shoulders, his back muscles clearly defined and pale flawless skin. His raven hair shines and the sun casts a soft light on his body. My fingertips begin to tingle. A feeling of re-membrance settles over me. My body remembers this man. But I don't know him.Smut and boyslove. Don't like it. Don't read it.The characters belong to Cassandra Clare. The content of the story is mine. Copying is expressly prohibited. English is not my first language. Errors may have occurred in the translation. For every mistake you find, it colors a ride on the Rainbow Express.
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