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Belle was an ordinary high school girl until the day she got pulled into another world by a mysterious force. Awakening in a strange, hostile world, she finds herself fused with the ancient, legendary entity - a Cyber Dragon of unfathomable power. This fusion has changed her, warping her body, sharpening her instincts, and granting her abilities beyond human comprehension. Thrown into a deadly forest teeming with monstrous beasts and arcane forces, Belle must fight to survive while uncovering the truth behind her transformation. With her newfound strength, she shatters the limits of what's possible-wielding superhuman speed, devastating elemental magic, and an aura that instills fear in even the deadliest predators. But survival is only the beginning. As she escapes into a world where kingdoms rise and fall, where adventurers battle against the unknown, and where myths whisper of the Colossal Beasts that could bring about the end of everything. Belle realizes she is more than just a lost girl. She is a force of nature. And her awakening is only the first step toward something far greater. A high-stakes fantasy adventure filled with epic battles, mystery, cinematic and the clash of ancient powers. Join Belle as she carves her legend in a world that fears the unknown.

In the city of Drayke, belief spreads faster than truth. When a man emerges claiming to be the prophesied Blue-Blood-an unkillable savior destined to end the 'World Eater'-people don't question it, they follow. But cratin has seen what blind faith creates. And worse-he knows exactly what happens when the wrong person is believed. As the lie grows, so does the chaos around it. Cults rise. Kingdoms divide. Hope turns into something sharper, more dangerous. Because the false Blue-Blood doesn't just inspire people. Now Cratin is faced with a choice he's spent his life avoiding: Step forward and become the symbol he despises... Or stay silent-and let the wrong one lead everyone to ruin.

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Hetalia x Monument Mythos crossover. Some divergence from canon When the Nixonverse is fictionalized, the damage is done. The manticore is gone. The only way to stabilize the timeline is to merge with another dimension. And what better dimension than one with personifications? America has always had a feeling he was different from other countries. Did other countries get thrown in a Giza glass box when they spoke out? Nope, just Alfred. Now he seeks answers to what really lives within his monuments. But how do you learn that there is an eldritch monster inside you? How do you cope with the result of your pyramid invention? How do you live with a gestalt of 17 soldiers who perceive lucky charms as a threat? (Comments and specific feedback are appreciated!) All credit goes to Hidekaze Himaruya and Alex Canasas

Frenlan's Convergence follows Frenlan and his companions uncovering the Heart of Blackwood - an ancient font from which all pull a universal power; one of which has lain mostly dormant for as long as anyone can remember. Der'ga, an Orc and Viscount of Blackwood, guides them to its core. Frenlan and his companions believe they are chosen. They're not wrong. What they do not know is that chosen does not mean safe, and arriving doesn't mean surviving what comes after opening Pandora's Box. There are 3 currently intended total Acts for Frenlan's Convergence. Shifting perspectives at times.

"ᚹᛖᛚᛚ, ᚹᚺᚨᛏ ᚹᛖ ᚺᚨᚢᛖ ᚺᛖᚱᛖ, ᚨᚾ ᛁᚾᛃᚢᚱᛖᛞ ᛒᚢᚾᚾᛁ, ᚺᚢᚺ? ᛊᚺᛟᚢᛚᛞ ᛁ ᛃᚢᛊᛏ ᛚᛖᚢᛖ ᛁᛟᚢ ᚺᛖᚱᛖ ᚨᚾᛞ ᚠᛖᛖᛞ ᛁᛟᚢ ᛏᛟ ᛗᛁ ᚹᛟᛚᚢᛖᛊ?" She was found bleeding to death in the snowy forbidden lands after successfully escaping her stepbrother, who was set on ending her bloodline back in her kingdom. The kingdom of Nyreas had just fallen into the hands of her stepbrother, who mercilessly slaughtered the remaining Nyrean bloodline. With the aid of a few knights who still had a shred of humanity, Princess Marielle managed to flee her fate, only to end up in an even worse one. Vikings were lurking around every edge of the forest past the kingdom because she had trespassed into their territory, which was strictly forbidden to outsiders, especially royalty. Just when she thought the danger had passed, a man with a sword appeared, standing over her bleeding form. A Viking, and she was bound to be sentenced to death today. A fugitive princess hides among Vikings who execute royalty on sight-she has one winter to become someone new or die as who she was, but the warrior who saved her life might be the one truth she can't escape. What no one knew until she arrived were the dark divine spirits that had haunted their village for generations had awakened when the girl who bore the crown arrived, and threatened to thaw Erik's frozen heart, and now this winter has changed for the worse.

I wrote this journal for myself in the guise of a life I can dream when the stars sway. It is a gift for tomorrow left from today; it is a story of hope and also decay. It is a diary of a lifetime as it phases to gray. As time races onward and dances away, the memories will fade but these scars will stay. The malice within me will never allay-it is a madness that only these words can convey. But if I can write them and hide from the fray, then I can stay stable if just for a day. I have a mind meant for math but not memory, so I am cursed to conclude that these words will one day rest as a reverie of the life I once lived and then lost to time. It is a faraway outcome I can infinitely extrapolate-an asymptote solved by my subconscious but only at a glance. It is both a restraint and a release that I will one day lose the whispers of her love and the crimes I committed to keep her by my side. She is the one for whom I spent my whole life chasing. She is the one for whom I would burn cities to the ground just to see the light shimmer on her skin. Please note that this story is dark, gory, and psychopathic (in the literal sense). Content warning for... everything, really. Everything except SA. I don't play those games. You can also find this story (and follow me!) at the blog in my bio on WebNovel. The rest of this intro is available in the prologue which follows.

The story of my muses is one I must do to finally let myself go.

The book tells the story of several interconnected characters who contributed to the destruction of Mythos, a caste in the world of Xanedom.

The Void. A universe fundamentally composed of chaotic data. The representative of Chaos. ......... The Plane. A world materialized by cognition with orderly information as the foundation. The representative of Order. ......... The Singularity. An energy construct derived from the clash of chaos and order. The basis of which all mythological miracles are possible. ......... Codename: Primo. A hapless intelligent core, forced into leading a project he wasn't built for. ......... From the status of a trapped ghost as a custodian of knowledge, waiting for an inheritor. Into a magnificent will of the world freely wandering in the Void, a new future he thought impossible. A mission terminated, a Legacy discarded. A sentinel's death, a Lighthouse initiated. This is a story told from the perspective of a world, the unfolding of history, and the rise and fall of civilization. The story of Life's tenacious survival under the omnipresent malice of the Void, followed by its forceful mythological evolution.

A myth of the struggle between night, day and balance; this particular battle is a solar ecllipse.

Reality is loosening at the seams-time slips, fire lingers, and faith unravels. Five unlikely companions-an exiled paladin, a runaway rogue, a haunted child, a fey-bound seer, and a bard who swears he won't run this time-are drawn together on a drifting tavern bound for Blackharbour. Each carries secrets. Each has something they would change, if given the chance. But as the weave of the world frays, choices that seem personal may decide the fate of all Elarion. This is a tale of threads pulled too tight, of family found in the wreckage, and of what must be sacrificed when the world itself begins to come undone.

Irvine Welsh meets H.P. Lovecraft in this horror and humour filled retelling of the classic weird tale From Beyond. Set in the late 90s against a backdrop of urban ennui and EDM, packed with Lovecraftian references and cosmic horrors (while lampooning some of the more unfortunate aspects of the late writer's work), From: Beyond tells the tale of Julian Cowan, a young advertising copywriter who, after a fight with his girlfriend, finds himself alone in his apartment for the weekend with an ultra-rare psychoactive substance rumoured to revive the pineal gland and stimulate new senses revealing unseen lifeforms living alongside humanity.

Luna was raised in the Elysian faith to believe that maiaaks are monsters that threaten humanity and must be destroyed. When she is ordered to escort a maiaak prisoner named Lyzal to Athanasia to face judgement, she obeys. But early in the journey, Luna encounters another maiaak, named Saros, and hesitates to kill him. Her compassion leads to a reluctant alliance, bringing him into their already tense group. As the three travel across the countryside, they notice shadows moving and strange light that feels more like judgment than safety. These haunting forces seem drawn to conflict and fear, stalking their every step and complicating the already dangerous mission. They also learn that these forces aren't the only things that haunt the living and that there are darker secrets in the world that even maiaaks fear. By the time they reach Athanasia, Luna's purpose has changed. She carries the truth she has witnessed and seeks answers from the Solarch himself. But the closer she gets to the heart of her faith, the darker things become. She questions whether Elysian is truly guiding humanity, or if the Solarch's vision for humanity may be far more monstrous than the maiaaks she was taught to fear.

Cultists. Facestealers. Eldritch abominations from beyond the realms of reality. When an old magical tome begins issuing commands via its dusty pages, Alexis doesn't expect obedience to land him face-to-face with such dangers. But now he's leagues from home, fleeing angered dragons, dodging horrors from forgotten crypts, and being conscripted into some strange X-Files-like organization called the "Shining Blades." At least he's befriended a giant talking cat for conversation. Now if she could only hold a train of thought for more than two seconds. Sanity never looked so good. ---------- Sign up for my Patreon for early access to new chapters! https://www.patreon.com/nathanf

Elisiah is a young Marine veterinarian but not just any for dolphins or Angle fish but for merfolk and normal fish. Elisia is trying to gain access into being able to lead rescues or venture on his own but what happens when he's called to help rescue a young beluga girl who proves that what he's wanting is gonna be difficult. Will he gain his rescue license or will he quit all together?

The wolf wailed and howled to the moon; "If only if I had a friend!" Instead he got two, That would make it to the very end; One was a mighty wolf That was too timid for his own good And a Lunca boy Who was plainly misunderstood. The Lunca boy saw the two And vowed to go against all; To stand with the beasts For the moon's rise and fall The king saw from afar And said to the Maiden "Get those boys back here, So we can train them." And here I am, to speak the tale In the right time and choruses; In the fire and smoke, they have emerged. This is the story of the dark horses