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An Examination of the Flux as Living is an in-world dissertation from The Solah Saga, written by Orm Ormsby, one of the most brilliant mortal minds in the current era of Solah. Orm is an orc scholar who shattered the belief that orcs were only brutish or built for war by becoming the first orc admitted into the Grand Solan Academy for the Gifted and eventually rising into the highest circles of Solan power. This treatise explores the Flux, the living current behind magic in Solah. It covers how magic works, why corruption happens, how Flux can heal or destroy, why the Crown fears unauthorized magic, and how Solah studies, contains, weaponizes, and controls the forces most people barely understand. If Wander's Lost shows what magic can do to a person, Orm's treatise explains what magic is, why it is dangerous, and why Solah will never allow something this powerful to remain free.

The formation of the Walan universe, its gods, and the explanation of the universe's characteristics.

For centuries, they have defended the Crown and the Faction in possession of it. For millennia, they have been allowed themselves to be bound to the power of the Crown. For eons, they have guarded their secrets along with those of the ones who ruled. They have been waiting, watching, and building strength. Now, the time has come. The Primordials have never got along well with each other. The Factions were created for a reason and the divisions between them run deeper than the wells of time itself. The Crown is the one thing that has torn them apart more viciously than any other petty squabble. Now, it will be the one thing that must bring them together.

Before kings or cities, there was only hunger, mud... and silence. In this forgotten age, creatures struggled alone against a cold and indifferent world, without gods to listen and without names to remember. But everything changes when an angel-quiet among the stars-sees in a single moment a spark of something greater: the possibility of a world built on trust, memory, and creation. The Golden Genesis is the mythic origin of Terragaia, a land where three divine champions descend to guide mortals out of survival and into civilization. A story of transformation, legacy, and the first steps of humanity toward eternity. Discover where it all began.

Drakenshard is an ancient land, scarred by the battles of forgotten kings and the timeless presence of dragons. Craggy mountains rise like the spines of slumbering beasts, their peaks veiled in ash and storm. Forests older than any kingdom whisper in tongues long lost, and rivers run red not just from iron-rich earth, but from centuries of blood spilled in pursuit of power. The very soil breathes history, thick with magic and memory. Once ruled by the mighty House Skarn, Drakenshard was a realm of fire and order. The Skarns were dragonlords, bonded to the last true dragons of the old world-not the stunted drakes that now infest the hills, but creatures vast and sentient, their wings blotting out the sun. Their rule was harsh but just, held together by a pact older than any crown: protect the flame, protect the realm. But nothing forged in fire lasts forever. As generations passed, the might of House Skarn waned. Greedy lords and ambitious bannermen whispered treachery behind stone walls. The once-unified realm fractured, and from its shattered pieces, rival houses emerged-each hungering for a taste of dragonfire. Among them, House Thorne, born of rebellion, carved its name in blood and thorns, wielding cunning like a blade. To the north, House Ardwyn rose from icy silence, secretive and stoic, their words cold as the steel they forge. And in the swamps of the east, where mist clings to bone-white trees, House Drakmire brews its secrets in the dark, speaking with things no man dares name.

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Aerathys is breaking. The Veil - the ancient barrier between life, death, magic, and nightmare - trembles as forgotten powers claw their way back into the world. And at the center of the unraveling stands Virika, a girl marked by cracked emeralds and a pink‑purple Soulflame that should not exist. Hunted since childhood, feared by witches, fae, merfolk, and spirits alike, Virika discovers the truth whispered in every shadow: She is the Emerald Scorpion - the one destined to either save Aerathys... or burn it to ash. As the Thirteen rise from their cursed domains - bone witches, drowned queens, serpent empresses, nightmare kings - Virika gathers a circle of unlikely protectors: a wolf‑warrior forged in moonlight, a fae runecaster who bends reality, a dwarven smith who hammers emerald fire, and a spirit child who walks between worlds. Together, they race against a prophecy older than the stars, while the Veil fractures, storms ignite, oceans rise, and shadows remember her name. Because the greatest secret of all is this: Virika was never meant to be the hero. She was meant to be the spark that ends everything. And Aerathys is running out of time.

In the ancient world of Calradia, kingdoms rise and fall under the shadow of a single name-Yuti, the first and only bearer of the soul bound to the legendary blade. His conquest birthed the RAGNARÖK era: an age of fire, blood, and unstoppable power. His rage erased nations. His death shattered the world. For a thousand years, the blade remained sealed in stone, whispering the remnants of his fractured spirit. Until now. In the year 2620-an age where drones watch the skies but warriors still fight with steel-a girl named Teya accidentally awakens the ancient sword. When she pulls it free, the world fractures again. The spirit inside the blade speaks. It remembers everything. It remembers her bloodline. Hunted by cults, armies, and political factions, Teya is forced into a war she never chose. The sword offers power-but at a price. She must survive the legacy of Yuti, confront the darkness in her own blood, and decide whether she will repeat the sins of the past... or build the first true peace Calradia has ever known. A story of destiny, vengeance, myth, and rebirth. The past is not dead-it's waiting to be wielded.

A collection of fantasy stories set in the primordial age of Ulmard, joint together by a shared universe. Features Tales of the Primordial Age, The Crusade of Filadin Mirthonir, The Great Plunder of Sydonia, The Legacy of the Ashen Monks, The Purge of Shaerunaki and many more. Tome of Ancient Aeons serves as a background lore to the full mythology of an upcoming dark-fantasy trilogy. You're a fan of fantasy novels like Lord of the Rings, Eragon, The Witcher, Wheel of Time? Then, Tome of Ancient Aeons is perfectly suited to fuel your passion for reading.

The land does not choose gently. When Maryssa awakens an ancient power believed to be extinct, the world answers before she can understand why. Torn from her home under an unbreakable law, she is taken to a hidden academy where dragon bonds are sacred-and hers is forbidden. When a dragon that should not exist chooses her in full view of the sky, centuries-old pacts fracture, and fear spreads faster than fire. Now marked by the world itself and bound to a secret no one was prepared for, Maryssa must survive a place determined to erase its own mistake before the land demands its due.

Short Story about a colisseum

In the Meridian Pact of Virelya, knowledge is light, and light is a weapon. Beneath gilded temples and radiant spires lies a fractured land haunted by mirrored timelines, soul-splintering wells, and anomalies that defy reason. The Radiant Concord preaches salvation through divine convergence, yet a new corruption seeps through its golden scripture-heretical echoes, cursed orchards, and whispers from forgotten realms beyond the Fold. When a catastrophic rift breaches near the Grieving Sky Choir, the Hollow Concordant deploys its cloaked front, Guild of the Inward Lantern, along with their elite strike force, Prism Veil. But the veil between realities has thinned far too much. Zera Velyn, an apprentice war-archivist with buried lineage to the ancient Fold, uncovers a trail that leads from a haunted foldglass labyrinth to a sentient orchard that speaks in the voices of the long-dead. As she allies with exiled monks, rogue Fold-mages from the Valthen Meridian School, and a cynical operative of the SAU, she must navigate conspiracies etched across blood and glass. The deeper she journeys through the Bone Orchard, the Foldglass Briar, and the perilous Labyrinth of Thorns, the more she learns: the anomaly is not growing-it's remembering. And it remembers her. As gods fracture and realms collide, the Meridian Pact teeters on the brink of echo-collapse. A final convergence is coming-not divine, but catastrophic. In a war between belief, memory, and identity, what survives when even reality is a lie?

the Zarian codex is a breakdown and understanding of the races, magic system, gods and goddesses, and more. this isn't necessary to read but helps understand the world of Zaria in the other stories. (sorry for AI cover)

Orcs have always been known for being brutes, savage and sanguinary foes. Some have tried to understand them, to justify their ways by claiming that their size and the flood of hormones in their bodies make their frontal lobe less developed. That this explains why they make such perfect infantry. That war is all they can do. But that's a very shortsighted way of seeing them. Every race has its own nature, its own way of surviving. After all, if your greatest strength is brute force-wouldn't you use it? It takes something more to create an intelligent being. I don't consider orcs animals, but I do believe they stand closer to them than to us. Some even question if they have a soul. They clearly have spirituality-but then again, even birds and tigers seem to have some bond with the Creator. Are they capable of good? Or are their "good" acts nothing more than instinct-an evolutionary need to keep peace among themselves long enough to ensure new spawns? Then there are those who sink deeper, the ones who've lost even the crude laws of their kind. The outcasts. The lawless. Their own kin fear them, yet never dare to fight them. Instead, they send them away-anywhere else. Those are the ones I fear. People say, "Beware of the orcs! They are coming!" But not all come for blood. Some just want to talk, to share, to be understood-however clumsy their ways. It's the others-the ones who kill for a whim, for pleasure-those are the ones that truly terrify me 📜📜📜 -Guilliad, Cave on a mountain, 608 A5F (after 5th fracture). -Found among the belongings of a presumed explorer. The body was later recovered near the river below.

Katya discovers that magic isn't just fairy tales - it's a part of who she truly is. Her loyal house spirit, Timofey, invites her to a secret gathering of the Domovoi - guardians of homes from all around the world - held in a hidden underground hall during troubled times. There, she meets keepers from distant lands, learns about the ancient Book of House Spirits, and touches her own magic for the first time. When she lays her hand on the Stone of Power, it reveals her gift: two elemental affinities. Her journey as a student begins, watched over by those who protect hearths across the world.

Ragnar, a young hunter eager to prove himself, ventures into the frozen wilderness to track a monstrous dire wolf that has plagued his village. Following its trail to a cave filled with bones, he faces the creature in a brutal fight for survival.

Every corner of Euvern holds a secret. Some are whispered. Others are buried in blood and darkness. From the unforgiving shores of the Green Sea to the ostentaciuos Palace of Eredin, Tales of Euvern is a collection of standalone dark fantasy stories set across a continent gripped by ancient magic, brutal power struggles, and the quiet defiance of those forgotten by history. Witches burn. Kings bleed. Monsters are made. Follow healers hunted for their gifts, pirate queens who defy empires, princes and highborns haunted by their legacies. For in Euvern, every tale is a reckoning. Perfect for fans of The Witcher, A Song of Ice and Fire

This is the first tale of the sage Intiorem, who witnessed the life of the first sorceress: Itrix. In a world unprepared for her existence, Itrix was born with a power no one could understand. Though others would later follow in her path, she was the first to master natural magic - and the first to carry the burden that came with it.