This story is about how two regular Lunartic warriors ascend from their mortal lives to defeat the evil god for the sake of the cosmos. Lunarius and karyon face a series of enemies in this story and emerge victorious due to thier sheer willpower, strength and guidence given by their mentor white eclipser. The story also emphasizes on the importance of friendship, sacrifice and forgiveness

The Kingdom of Valon is besieged. Conflict simmers on the northern border, while millions of refugees from a dead world of Earth spark unrest from within. Prince Mwanza Hachibambo is the heir to the throne, but he feels like a prisoner. Locked away due to his volatile magic, he watches his kingdom rot from the inside. But when a train robbery exposes a conspiracy that reaches the highest levels of power, Mwanza is dragged into a shadowy war he isn't prepared for. Teaming up with unlikely allies from the Earth district, Mwanza must unravel a plot that has deep roots in many worlds. He must confront threats that defy understanding and prove that the Conquering Sun's legacy will not be setting.

In the land of Osareya, power is measured in Sekhem-the energy that courses through life. The Dawn Heralds, an elite force led by Pharaoh Khemra Amun Ra'Kesh himself, stand as the kingdom's shield against threats that lurk in the shadows.. Among them, a boy named Anubis walks the line between prodigy and peril, carrying a power so dangerous it terrifies even those who love him. By his side are Amara and Sefu, allies bound by loyalty, courage, and the secrets of their own pasts. Together, they will face enemies who defy the laws of Sekhem, confront horrors from the Tenebris Veil, and uncover truths that could unravel everything they know. As old powers awaken and new threats emerge, the fate of Osareya-and the fragile balance between life and death-rests in the hands of those who dare to stand against the darkness.

Beneath the roots lies a realm unspoken, where shadows breathe and rivers run black. A single step too far unravels the veil between worlds, turning play into curse, and innocence into exile. Beyond the roots, the air itself conspires, forests whisper of forgotten kings, and demons walk as both beasts and men. Yet above that abyss rises a kingdom of warmth, a fragile jewel cradled in sunlight. Its streets awaken each dawn in a riot of color: banners ripple, stalls spill with fruit and cloth, and fountains laugh with crystal spray. Children dart through blooming gardens, their laughter ringing louder than bells, while elders sit beneath arching roots, telling stories of brighter days. Here, joy is stitched into life itself. The baker greets with sugared bread, the blacksmith's hammer sings with the town musicians, and couples dance when lanterns glow like fallen stars. Festivals turn nights into oceans of song, where drums thunder and torches paint the sky in fire and gold. In this place, hope does not hide-it parades, it feasts, it laughs. The people call their home a sanctuary, untouched by sorrow, where each day begins with promise and ends in peace. To live here is to believe, if only for a moment, that darkness is nothing more than a distant dream. But beneath their feet, the roots stretch into silence. For every blossom hides its shadow, and every feast masks a silence that waits. The kingdom may be a cradle of joy, but its foundation drinks from the same soil where nightmares stir. Here, survival is no gift. Every choice is a bargain, every path a trial. What seems human may wear another face, and what seems monstrous may hold a broken heart. Secrets buried for centuries stir in the soil, twisting destiny tighter with every breath. This is not a tale of crowns or kingdoms, but of a world where light is fragile, where hope withers, and where even the roots that bind the earth tremble before what waits below.

When Ragnar is mistakenly summoned to a world of gods and monsters, he is nothing but an ordinary man-no powers, no destiny, and no place to belong. Bullied and cast aside as a failure, he must survive through sheer will, luck, and the unlikely bond with a rebellious warrior. As dark forces rise and the truth behind a forgotten god slowly unravels, Ragnar's journey becomes more than just survival-it's a fight to forge his own path in a world that never wanted him.

Peace was earned, but not for long. As Valheim recovers from a brutal siege, whispers of an ancient force stir in the shadows. Ragnar, once dismissed as weak, now stands as a true protector. Beside him, the sharp-eyed hunter Edric, the disciplined paladin Kaelrith, and the quiet, fearsome guardian Azubah prepare for a storm greater than before. With threats that predate the gods and secrets buried deep in Eldorath's past, Ragnar must confront what it truly means to lead and what he's willing to sacrifice to protect those who finally accepted him.

Existence has already ended once. By something that was not even "something" in any ordinary sense. Unseen, unfelt, and forever forgotten. But what comes after absolute nulity? Affirmation. Endless, reasonless affirmation. An overflowing plenitude that refuses silence. After recreating existence, the Plenitude Without Reason chose once more to participate. For participation is the only way to remain as something without becoming everything. From that Will, Anathasia was born. - Kyle. A boy worn thin by expectations that were never truly his own. Misunderstood, overestimated, and exhausted from a life spent pleasing everyone but himself. After graduation, he leaves his quiet countryside home behind, hoping a distant university might finally offer him peace. Instead, the city offers him something far stranger than loneliness. Waiting inside the house meant to be his new beginning is a girl he has never met. Serene, unfamiliar, and wrong in ways he cannot quite name. She does not feel human. And she isn't very good at pretending to be. She asks if she can live with him. Reluctant and too kind to refuse, Kyle agrees. Unaware that he has just welcomed into his life something far older than history, and far greater than existence itself. She is not merely otherworldly. She is an existence that should not care about human hearts at all. An Outer God wearing a fragile disguise, observing a species she was never meant to touch. But through cohabitation, and with time, Anathasia begins to reveal the truth. About reality. About the end that once was. And about Kyle's connection to the silence that remained. Until the day he finally understands everything. Her, himself, and the affirmation that holds existence together.

Alison Marigold Kruger started her summer like every other year when her parents shipped her off to Sunny Day's Summer Camp. A place of supposed happiness and rainbows, when in reality it was only full of drunk counselors and bullies. This year, when Alison snuck off to see her hermit friend, Solaire, across the lake, she finds her dead in her home, clutching a bizarre bracelet. Then strange men in armor appeared in the woods and whisked Alison and her archnemesis, Dakota, through a portal. She then finds herself tossed into the deadly and magical world of Elodia. Alison's adventure has only just begun as she finds the eight kingdoms of Elodia at war against one another and a tyrant king named Dariatos. Unable to return home, she has no choice but to fight mages, crime lords, and magical creatures big and small to save Elodia and get back home. Or will the deadly magic of Elodia keep her trapped in this hellish fantasy world forever? Fantasy/Romance/Adventure

Knowledge is currency. Alchemy is knowledge. Most people don't know it exists. Those who do call it heresy. Those who practice it call it ascension. Man wakes in the lightless depths of Tauran City Prison with no records, no past-only a vocabulary that doesn't belong to him. In a facility built to process human bodies, ignorance is a death sentence. To survive, he bonds with a parasitic alchemical metal: a weapon that grows stronger with blood, memory, and use. But power always comes at a price he doesn't yet understand. Guided by a man who knows too much and a girl who should not have survived this long, he descends through a system where alchemy is graded, identities fracture, and nothing is free. You are not a prisoner. You are a specimen. And ascension has already begun.