Historias de Lordofmysteries

Well, would you look at that. Irina thinks that, for once, she has had too much to drink. If not, how would you explain her hugging a fictional character from a novel? How are you even supposed to survive in a rationality-forsaken world?! Even a sneeze could kill you in here! Will the new Bookworm Pathway be enough? Will Irina raise her Sequence fast enough, or will she be consumed by madness first?

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Azik arrives a bit later to the graveyard, and witnesses Klein rising from his grave. He takes it into stride. (canon divergent oneshot set at Volume 1 end, ie Chapter 211)

Melissa is only sixteen years old when she loses one of the two constants of her life.

Before Klein mentioned it in the mausoleum, Azik had already felt for himself that memories-present as much as the past-were the key to his humanity. (snippets of Azik's perspective through canon)

To you know who

Azik wakes up three years after his student went to sleep. As he travels the world, he finds that the deceptively-ordinary gold coin he was gifted is not just a link to Klein, but to his companions as well. (or: four times Azik met the Angels of the Fool-including himself-and the one time he didn't.)

Chapter 1: Gray-White Mist

The coffee-shop themed bookstore becomes a routine aspect of Zhou Mingrui's life. (set during In Modern Day)

DISCLAIMER: THIS IS MY FIRST EVER STORY 🌌 Echoes of a Forgotten Crown Fantasy • Action • Mystery • Dark Epic > "When the gods descend, who dares to stand?" In a world governed by Sequences, where power flows from ancient Pathways and gods enforce law through divine decree, the silence has finally broken. From the depths of bone-choked cathedrals, Draven Harth awakens forbidden oaths. Across shattered timelines, the Shadow Monarch moves unseen. And beneath mirrored stars, the last omniscient being - a god without a name - opens his eyes once more. War brews between four great factions. Ancient pacts crack. And mortals, born of dust and pride, prepare to challenge the divine. If the world must burn, let it do so in the name of those who refuse to kneel. ---

The story follows an author who is not content to simply write fantasy, but desperately yearns to live it. It is among many that dream to self-insert one life into a story they like. A hobbyist who wish to experience thing by his own term.

Even years after leaving the Forsaken Land of the Gods, there are times that the past washes over Derrick like a tidal wave. Those days, he tries to drown himself in gratitude instead.

Sia Palenque Eggers is devoted to the cause. Which is why, no matter how confused 'She' is, 'She' won't ask about the man who appears around Death Consul Azik. 'She' definitely won't ask why the Consul behaves so- so warmly around him. (AU where Azik fuses with the other half of his soul in the mausoleum, Klein is his anchor to humanity and the Numinous Episcopate has no clue what's going on.)

In the most hidden area of the city, a lonesome private kindergarten sits. Filled with 9 kids with various vibrant personalities and a mysterious and unfathomable teacher, their daily life is filled with vigor! (A Lord of the Mysteries/Lord of Mysteries fanfiction)

There is a story. It is about a human who becomes a god. Lives are lost. Concessions are made. It tastes of bitter resignation. It is not a happy story. So do it again.

In solving the catastrophe that befell Utopia and himself, Klein fails to notice that not one, but two of his resurrections were used up. Somewhere in the Historical Void, the marionette that was Gehrman Sparrow opens his eyes.

Sometimes, the written word lacks compared to a face-to-face conversation. For two people who've been writing to each other for several years though, those words are enough. (canon-compliant drabble)

All the angels under Mr. Fool are as mysterious as their god. Years after Derrick becomes the archbishop of the Church of the Fool, he meets the Angel of Death.

Anchors stabilise the sanity of a deity. But memories are what brings 'Them' humanity. Or: the Lord of Mysteries is awake, born anew, and chances upon a sea of letters. Slowly, the past is brought together.