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Eternal Crowns:The Five Nations

Over a thousand years ago, the world was a battlefield. People with different powers fought relentlessly, and war and chaos became a daily routine. It was an age without peace until a mysterious woman—believed by many to be a divine messenger—arrived and changed everything. She proposed a competition to determine the five strongest abilities, and the victors would be crowned as rulers. The competition was fierce and merciless, but in the end, five champions emerged: the Lightning King, the Weapon Nation King, the Fire King, the Ice King, and the Air Queen. As a reward for their triumph, they were gifted special crowns that granted them immortality. The only way they could lose their crowns—and their lives—was by being defeated by their own bloodlines. With their newfound powers, the five rulers created nations, carved out territories, and established family lines. Under their reign, knights, branch leaders, princes, princesses, commanders, generals, and lieutenants formed a new world order. However, as with all things, peace came with its price. There was never good without bad. And now, the paths of the five nations are set to cross again. Which will you choose? The prodigies of the Lightning Nation, the bloodthirsty warriors of the Weapon Nation, the fiery determination of the Fire Nation, the analytical tacticians of the Ice Nation, or the peaceful killers of the Air Nation? All roads will converge in the "Five Nations"
Ayoz_1 · 7.9k Views

Energy Catalyst System

Samwise was as ordinary as they come. The kind of guy who blends into the background at high school parties or your mom’s second wedding. At 35, he was living alone, an orphan, unmarried, kinda sick in the head, and carrying enough stress to fill his bathtub, except he didn’t even have a bathtub. His life was like a dog on the street. He kept convincing himself that everything shall pass, so he passed every fortunate thing in life. Until one fateful night when he met his untimely demise, shot by a police officer who turned out to be a terrorist. Then in the dark of a void, just when he thought it couldn’t get any worse, he was slapped by a glowing figure. “What the—?” he thought, before everything went blue, red, and white. When he finally woke up, he found himself in the body of a newborn baby. Yes, a baby! And not just any baby—this was a baby who had a mom he never got to meet. Cue the sad violin music. But wait! Just when Sam thought he was destined for a life of diaper changes and baby food, a system popped up in his mind. He congratulated himself, as he thought: “Finally, at the end of the journey, it is still the end of the journey.” He was set for life!!? To be the Main Character of his own story. Yet, when he discovered the world he was living in, he was horrified. Surprise, motherfck##, he had been reborn in the world of his favorite novel, Earth Against The Abyss. And while he loved the book, living in it was a whole different fetish entirely. Set in a medieval dark age thing, humans were currently struggling against the Abyss, a terrible force set on conquering Earth and ushering in an era of chaos and death. Not exactly the cozy life he had in mind. “Will I survive?” he pondered, staring at his tiny baby hands. The odds were slim, but hey, at least there was a chance! So, what’s a simple guy to do? He decided to latch onto the MC team as their… Master? “Wait a minute,” he thought, “I’m a baby! How am I supposed to be a Master?!” But Sam was determined. He might be a baby, but he was a baby with a plan. “I’ll just charm my way into their hearts,” he said, practicing his best baby giggle. “Who could resist this adorable face?” And so, with a mix of baby babble and sheer determination, Sam set off on his new adventure. After all, if he was going to be the Master of his own story, he might as well do it with an innocent smile—and maybe a few well-timed coos. Coos, coos, coos…
Leon_Skennedy · 7.4k Views

A Time of Tigers - From Peasant to Emperor

There is a sense for greatness. Some people carry it around like a bad smell. They make us stop on the street, and look their way, whether we wish to or not. Their appearance might be ordinary, but there’s something about them, something beyond the norm. Something that makes you almost wish to bend the knee to them. Our kings have likely had that something, those that came from nothing but ashes and ruin, in times of trouble and famine, where the hearts of the masses are restless, and they need a cause to bind to. What makes them choose one man over another? It is my contention that there is a true gravity to such individuals. That progress, or competence, or greatness itself carries a weight. That a man might grow greater in the dark, and whether he wishes it or not, by the sheer gravity of his existence, tigers will make their way towards his door, catching his scent in the wind. The tigers hide themselves in the forests, in villages unknown, amongst the peasantry, but sooner or later, it does seem, that they are always cast into the light. It requires an immense effort of will to keep them hidden. A man of such a gravity will see themselves risen, without will, to ranks beyond that of the norm – in times of peace, they might rise high indeed. But in times of chaos? When the world is in upheaval, when every piece in up in the air? Then a tiger from the most lowly of starts, with a competency – a density – beyond belief, as if they were a different creature entirely – they might go all the way. They might be the creature that – though a peasant themselves – the peasantry themselves kneel to. They might go further, and make the soldiery kneel, and then even the nobles after them. And a special class, beyond all others, might go even further still, and snatch a crown the head of a king, on a flurry of brilliant victories, on a story so overwhelming it almost might have seemed preordained. It is those men that we ought to fear, and it those men that we will eternally be at the mercy of. It is those men that we do the honour of addressing as our kings, and our emperors.
Nick_Alderson · 1.3m Views

The Disowned Young Master Cultivates By Spending Billions

Synopsis Shen Tian has always been the family outcast, bullied and treated worse than a dog by his own blood and even the servants. As the son of the patriarch, he was never given the respect or love he deserved by his wealthy family because his mother was a concubine. Cast aside and ignored since he was a child, his life became one of never-ending humiliation and pain, and the death of his mother only left him more alone in a world that saw him as nothing more than a disgrace. But fate has a different plan. He was disowned and chased away by his father in the middle of the night, after which he was hit by a car and left to die. Shen Tian awakens five years in the past, just before his mother’s tragic death. It didn’t end there. With the chance to change his life, he gains access to a mysterious system that offers him unlimited wealth and power. The system rewards him for spending lavishly and humiliating those who have wronged him, fueling his rise in cultivation and strength. Now armed with wealth, unshakable power, and an insatiable desire for revenge, Shen Tian is determined to make his family regret their mistreatment. As his cultivation soars, he will not just reclaim his place but make everyone who ever looked down on him bow before his strength. Can he rise from the shadows of his past and take control of his destiny? This is an urban novel, and the MC is overpowered. He wasn’t the type to hide his wealth and power. No, he will flaunt them and not allow anyone to look down upon him again.
RexMagnus · 151 Views

Rise Of The Shadow Monarch: The Godhood Legacy

Betrayed by blood, murdered by his own brothers, Eryndor was left to die, his name erased from history. But fate had other plans. Meeting the Creators in the afterlife, he was offered a rare second chance—a chance to return, reclaim his birthright, take back what was rightfully his, and exact vengeance on those who destroyed his mother's Clan. With the Creators’ blessing came a dangerous gamble—seven cards, each one offering unimaginable power... but each one a risk. Choose wrong, and his very existence could be erased. Despite the warnings echoing in his mind, one card shone with an irresistible glow, calling to him like a beacon of hope. Though cautioned by the Creators, fearing it was a trick—the card of death itself—Eryndor trusted his instincts. He chose it. In that moment, the world shifted. And to his surprise and that of the Creators, he was granted the Godhood Legacy. An ability so rare, so powerful that it caused a stir throughout the whole Cosmos. [Ding!] [Host found, system binding……] [Ding!! Binding successful. System and Host are now One.] [Ding!!! Host has unlocked The Godhood Legacy- the system of the Gods] [Host is in the initiate level (level 1)] [Your Journey to Godhood has started] Reborn as Kairos, Eryndor's thirst for vengeance is now matched only by his hunger for power. Armed with his profound knowledge of the past and his newly acquired abilities, he will stop at nothing to tear down those who wronged him. His bloodlust rises, his wrath burning hotter with each passing moment. But with every victory, the darkness within him grows, threatening to consume the very essence of who he is. In his quest for revenge, he faces an impossible choice: "Would he be the hero destined to save his world or the monster born to destroy it?"
JF_StarShadow · 194 Views

The dragon's harem

What makes dragons strong? It's not their power or magic, but their mind. Arrogance, greed, Iron Will, and the lack of human restraints. What would happen if you threw such a creature into human society? Would they understand humans? What does love even mean to them? This is the situation that our MC, Arad Orion found himself in. A newborn dragon bringing "Might make Right" to the humanoids, but why? Due to an abnormal condition, the mighty void dragons are on the brink of extinction. Their bodies have suddenly started rejecting their kind. Due to that, Arad's mother dropped his egg into a forest where he could hatch safely, leaving him with a fragment of her consciousness and informing him of the condition of their race. From that point, his goal became clear. To save their race by either finding a cure for their condition or going the second route of making more void dragons. But, sadly, nothing is ever that easy. Finding a cure is almost impossible. Arad is still practically a newborn and cannot tap into the terrifying might of his race, and his rarity makes him a prime target for mages and scholars seeking to study the dying race. Dragons are arrogant, proud, and vicious. Yet those feeling extends to those whom they love. You who touched a dragon's love, Retribution is an insult, and life is a crime. Beware as merely existing draws the dragon's wrath. Follow Arad on his journey as he grows from a naive wyrmling to a grown dragon with enough wisdom and power to stand with the strongest of the world. *** If you liked the story, please support it with power stones and comments! The story now has a Discord server. Please visit it to see character art by me and the community. https://discord.gg/CPJXDj6Adg *** You can contact me at Discord at any time Alen_Tanor#1599 And last. Please don't forget to leave a review, it really helps!
Alen_Tanor · 2.5m Views