Monoliths قصص

"I saw everything that makes me for, that I belong to you, I'll give my heart and soul." The once forgotten Philosopher Stone was found and was converted into Monoliths that supported the Japan's Defense away from the nuclear weapons that the other countries had all around the world. In just a day, Japan became the strongest country in the whole world. However, it comes with a price. The Disaster happened in front of citizens minds, as Japan became weaker and prone to more attacks. Until special powers were given to several people. Code. Daichi Nakamura didn't know what was going to happen when in such a flash- He died.

One morning, the ocean sends a message. One she can't ignore. Once a radiant daughter of the sea, Naia now lives in exile, her once-majestic tail destroyed by a merciless human ship. Rescued through a forbidden alliance between a human and a shaman of her kind, she survives with a formidable bionic prosthetic, forever torn between the world that cast her aside and the one that nearly claimed her life. But when a mysterious trench threatens to tear apart the very fabric of the ocean, Naia is thrust back into a perilous political game as a reluctant pawn. Teaming up with Luan, the formidable King of the Hadal Deep, she must don the guise of his fiancée, knowing their journey into the abyss will reveal truths buried beneath greed and ancient power. As the ocean begins to fracture and treachery looms on the horizon, Naia and Luan find strength in their defiance against exile. In these shadowy depths, survival hinges not just on might, but on trust and the sacrifices they're willing to make to save their beloved sea. #1 in exile

In the shrouded heart of an ancient forest, an altar boy finds himself ensnared in the chilling embrace of night. Each step deeper into the woodland labyrinth unveils sinister laughs and the spectral dance of the Korrigans. Amidst towering monoliths bearing the silent testimony of lost eras, a young soul's journey through darkness becomes a symphony of the arcane. This tale weaves the fabric of the mystical and the mundane, beckoning readers into a realm where the line between the sacred and the profane is as thin as the veil of mist upon the forest floor