histórias de World-building

It's terrifying. Waking up on a unfamiliar surrounding and realize along the way that I was reincarnated. Was I given a second chance of life? I couldn't help myself think why was I reborn. I died. I died, okay? Why need to bring me back alive? If I were to reincarnated, how I wish I could get a better life this time. But, my situation wasn't. My life turned out to be twisted and complicated. A few minutes of observation I was hit on a huge revelation, ladies and gentlemen. I was reincarnated as a fictional character! What the fvck?! And a villain at that! Hah. I felt like crying. I was reincarnated into a novel I once read in my first lifetime. Because of boredom and curiosity out of blue, I read it and guilty to be said I was hooked up by it. The novel was entitled 'Sovereignty'. And unfortunately, I'm Evyterr Clause Lavinia Glastieve, a villain. Destined to die in the hands of heroes. *** Hello everyone this is my book. My first to be exact. It's a bl novel, so, if you're not a fan. Back off, sweethearts, this is not for you. I was really a huge fan of bl genre. Enjoy guys. May you support and pour your love on my story and my boys!!

I feel like Nikke is a slightly misunderstood game. If you can convince someone to look past the obvious, you can discover a great game to play anywhere. Mostly in private. So I want to honor that love from into my very first story here on Wattpad! I see very few stories about Nikke, so I will join them. Whether I am somehow popular from this or no one cares about it, I will do this to respect one of my favorite games. I would like to note before hand that this story is inspired by Attackingoreos and 0SRatz. These two have made some great stories about Nikke and if you just want to read more Nikke content, please check them out and support them! I will always love their stories, but I will try not to do exactly what they do. That is not how you become a better writer! I feel like if you are here, you know at least a little about Nikke, so I won't waste your time here. Let's just jump into the story!

For nearly a year, Violet has been haunted by the same recurring nightmare - a doomsday game where she lives as an alchemist forced to survive in an apocalyptic world ruled by a mysterious system. She thought it was only a dream... until the night the world truly changed. When Earth transforms overnight into a game-like realm divided into zones, Violet's long-dreaded nightmare becomes terrifying reality. Prepared by paranoia and experience from her dreams, Violet faces the chaos with determination. The nightmare has begun for real. And this time, there's no waking up.

A world consumed by boundless, unending oceans. His sole companion was a mysterious Orb, a cryptic guide capable of leading its holder across dimensions. His goal? Infinite planes, where the sea of stars lay in wait. PS: The MC's main world is an endless ocean similar to One Piece, but it is not One Piece. #Slow-Paced #Slow Growth

─•────┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈•|• ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈─•────┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈•|• Synopsis: Terra is a patient in relentless and agonizing decline. Plagued by natural disasters, warring factions and deep seated discrimination between its peoples, the continent is trapped in a cycle of self destruction. "I am merely a doctor who wishes to perform surgery on this land." Lan Feng, invited from the present world, has come to excise all the pathologies of this land called Terra. All in pursuit of a final and impossible answer. Can Terra be saved through the cold calculus of surgery? Or is the only true medicine something this world and this doctor have long forgotten? This is a story of exploration across this calamity-ridden continent through iron and blood. ─•────┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈•|• ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈─•────┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈•|• Note: this is a translation book.

Every Cookie was baked with a flavor, a theme, a purpose, and a name. These are what define a cookie. But what if a cookie was baked without any of these? Nothing more than a simple, regular cookie, with literally nothing else to say about. What kind of Cookie is he? Join him as he joins GingerBrave Cookie and the rest of the heroes as he embarks on a journey to discover who he truly is. (Male OC x Female Harem)

Recommended for 15+ (Make you're own call if you think you have the maturity of roughly a 15-year-old or older, you're good) Anyway... Six years have passed since Aaravos fell... Six years of planning, failing, hoping and waiting for what's to come. But no one can predict the future. (Well, maybe Kosmo kind of can). Rayla and Callum are navigating love, loss, and the unknown of what's to come. Old enemies awaken, new dangers emerge, and every choice could destroy the world they've fought so hard to protect. Their home Can they survive what's coming... together? ...Or will everything fall to pieces?

The multiverse was immense. The possibilities were infinite. In one world, a man named Satoru Mikami dies and reincarnates as a slime, renamed Rimuru Tempest by the Storm Dragon Veldora. In this world, a man named Raymón Marollo survives a near-death encounter and continues to serve as Mr. Saiko's trusted bodyguard. In another world, Satoru Mikami survives, passing out from blood loss in the streets of Japan, only to wake up in the hospital, alive. In this world, Raymón dies in a crumbling warehouse, making a brutal and bloody last stand to protect his employer and those he commanded. Upon his last breath, Raymón awakens to total darkness. Raymón reincarnates as a slime.

The cast of rwby reacts to an alternate version of their world but a lot more complex then theirs ever was and will be.

As his friend's lifeless body fell at the hands of a Seele, Itoshi could do nothing but watch-paralyzed, helpless, broken. Something in him snapped that day. From that moment on, he made a vow: He would never let anyone else suffer the same fate. No matter how far he had to go. No matter how many Seeles he had to put down. Since then, he's traveled the world with his squad, 663, "cleansing" every Seele infestation they find-efficiently, mercilessly. To most, he's a protector. A weapon of justice. But justice has a handler. Enter Miz-the calm within the carnage, or perhaps the one stoking the fire. While Itoshi burns through the world with his Blue Rage, Miz remains the quiet shadow at his side, offering a "humble" smile that hides more than it reveals. Is Miz the anchor keeping Itoshi's humanity intact, or is he merely the architect guiding a broken weapon toward a much darker purpose? Deep down, even Itoshi doesn't know if he's truly fighting for others, or just trying to fill the void that opened when he lost the only person who truly mattered. Maybe it's a mission. Maybe it's penance. Or maybe... with Miz watching every step, it's just an excuse.

The Empire is wounded. Its war machine is starving. Its ranks are being bled dry. After the Battle of Yavin, Emperor Palpatine orders an expedition into the Unknown Regions to search for raw materials in order to make up for the loss of the Death Star. When the planet Earth is discovered, the capture of its valuable resources becomes a top priority. The only problem? Earth's people won't go down without a fight. *Star Wars was created by George Lucas and is owned by Disney (not me lol)*

In a city where the supernatural seeps into everyday life, hard-nosed Detective Kai Stan is forced to work with Gale Corthilluos, an exorcist who can see what others refuse to believe. When a series of impossible crimes points to a growing darkness threatening to consume the city, their uneasy alliance becomes the only line of defence. Kai relies on logic and deduction; Gale survives by navigating spirits, curses, and horrors that defy reason. As the mystery deepens, reality fractures, secrets surface, and both men are confronted by the demons they've spent years running from. Trust is dangerous. Failure is fatal. Whether they emerge as partners, allies, or something more may decide the fate of everything they're trying to save.

At fourteen years old, Zayn Mathers is nothing extraordinary-just a quiet, observant teenager living in suburban Ohio. Until the night a storm unlike any other shakes his house... and a knock comes from his closet. Behind his clothes stands an obsidian door framed in silver light. When Zayn opens it, he steps into something impossible: a cosmic platform suspended in a sea of galaxies. There, a living book declares him a Dual-Realm Sovereign-a being granted access to two realities. The first is the Marvel Universe, a volatile timeline of heroes, villains, magic, advanced technology, and cosmic forces where death is permanent and power must be earned. The second is Genesis Sphere, a personal universe belonging solely to him. At first, Genesis Sphere contains only: One barren planet No life No atmosphere No civilization But within this domain, Zayn holds absolute creative authority. He can shape matter, ignite stars, design life, and eventually craft entire civilizations. He begins with only two creation slots, but his capacity grows exponentially as he levels up. In Genesis Sphere, he is equivalent to a supreme creative force-limited only by his imagination, growth, and understanding. In Marvel, he is mortal. As his race evolves into a High Human, Zayn gains enhanced adaptability, superior magical affinity, and accelerated growth potential. His natural combat style leans toward unarmed combat and magic, forcing him to develop strength, control, and discipline before daring to enter a universe filled with gods and monsters. Faced with a choice-step immediately into a world of Avengers and cosmic threats, or train in his own empty universe first-Zayn chooses patience. He will not enter a realm of gods unprepared. He will build. He will train. He will create life. And one day, his single planet may become a galaxy... then a multiverse. But far beyond both realms, something ancient has noticed. A new authority has awakened. Not threatening. Not yet. And it is watching.

A ritual found online. Five friends. One night that changed everything. When a group of teenagers perform what they believe to be nothing more than a dare, they are pulled from their world and dropped into another - a place of red skies, ancient races, and a history soaked in blood. A war fought and lost. A people scattered. Secrets buried so deep even the ground remembers them. They arrive with nothing. No magic. No mana. No understanding of the world they have fallen into or the forces that shaped it. And somewhere in the dark, something very old is paying attention.

In a starless generational ship where population control is just another menial desk job, a bureaucratic assassin discovers his own name on the termination docket-and realizes the real horror isn't the killing, but the paperwork. Welcome to the Ouroboros. The ceilings are 1.9 meters high, the recycled air tastes like six centuries of accumulated breath, and the Grand Actuary demands absolute equilibrium. Matter is reallocated, never wasted. The dead feed the living. HS-01-who named himself Heavy Strike in a desperate bid for autonomy-is a Demographic Adjustment Clerk. He isn't a glamorous, black-clad operative. He's an underpaid, overworked municipal employee who takes the elevator to the Outer Rings, administers standard-issue lethal sedatives to citizens who have exceeded their caloric quotas, and files Form 81-C before his lunch break. He manages the crushing guilt of his job with a simple mantra: At least I chose to be here. But the Ouroboros is a machine, and machines make errors. When HS-01's own designation appears on his daily termination docket, his carefully constructed coping mechanisms begin to fracture. Forced to navigate the very bureaucratic nightmare he helps enforce, HS-01 is pushed to the brink by a terrifyingly efficient new hire, a looming union strike over hazard pay, and the arrival of a shadowy corporate auditor with an archaic datapad and a terrifying agenda. As his particle visor glitches and his cybernetic systems buckle under the weight of his own complicity, HS-01 must decide if he is truly free to fight the system-or if his rebellion is just another line of code written by the architects who abandoned them. The Demographic Adjustment Clerk is a bleak, satirical, and deeply unsettling sci-fi descent into the banality of evil.

5 Systems. 5 Royal Families. Greetings, Champion! 17 year-old, Collin Rex is a football player with a heart of gold. But his easygoing life is flipped upside-down when his older siblings fall into a mysterious coma. With no more tricks in their playbook Collin's folks decide to move back to their hometown to help him cope with the emotional shock. At his new school he bumps into a girl named Helena and realize they're childhood friends. Soon, Collin begins to remember things and then one day he accidentally obtains something called: The Knight System. But it wasn't an accident... 9 years ago he was chosen to become a Maverick, a peacemaker between the mortal and supernatural communities. ***************** What To Expect: Quests School Life Polyamorous Violence Family Action Friendship Martial Arts Psychological ******************* ( Disclaimer: This Ai bookcover is a placeholder )

Luna Ardiente lived to be invisible, treating her life like a simple problem with a quiet answer. But when she steps in front of a bullet to save a friend, she trades her peaceful silence for a world she can't control. Instead of the end, she was reborn in a land of magic, forced into a new body built for a fight she never wanted. The girl who spent years hiding must now struggle in a reality where everyone is hunting to survive. . . . . . Disclaimer: This is a work of fan fiction based on the That Time I Got Reincarnated as a Slime (Tensei Shitara Slime Datta Ken) light novel/anime series. I do not own the original characters, world-building, or lore created by Fuse and illustrated by Mitz Vah. I only own my original character, Luna Ardiente, and any unique plot deviations. No copyright infringement is intended.

🥇 1st Place - Best Prologue (Whispers Beneath the Ice mini-awards, 2025) 🥈 2nd Place - Best Writing Style (Enchanted Grave Awards, 2025) 🥈 2nd Place - Best Villain (Starfish Awards, 2025) ⸻ ✧ ⸻ Beneath the earth, the sun is only a memory - and its light is no longer free. The powerful have bottled it, priced it, and called it holy. Every flicker, every breath, must be paid for in Lumen. Lucy Farrow was born in the Gloom, where the air tastes of rust and hope is a dangerous thing. Her mother taught her to keep her glow low - to survive unseen. But when the light inside her begins to stir, Lucy's secret could unravel the order that keeps their divided city alive. High above, in the marble halls of the Halo, Prince Cassian Soleyne uncovers a secret among ink and dust - a forbidden lineage that could unmake the order he was born to protect. His duty is to snuff it out: his heart tells him to save it. As rebellion brews in the dark and doubt kindles in the light, their paths will cross - and together they will awaken a fire long thought dead. A Radiant who could bring back the dawn... or burn the world to ash. ⸻ ✧ ⸻ His guest merely nodded sharply. "Until next time, mister Briar". With that, he turned and marched toward the door - his colleagues followed him close behind. Lucy could hear their footsteps fade away and relief washed over her. As soon as it did, the lanterns of the chandelier rattled softly - the Lumen danced for a split second, as if celebrating. But that was enough. The agents abruptly turned around, having seen the shadows on the floor - slowly, they aimed their emotionless gazes skyward, staring at the chandelier. "Tell me, mister Briar", the captain spoke, his eyes still fixated upon the lamps, "Does your Lumen always malfunction like this?" The Lantern Man tapped with a finger on the desk. "As a matter of fact, sir - yes, it does. It's still an old batch: it flickers all the time. I ought to get it replaced soon".

In the outside world, home isn't always safe. For some teens, it's a place filled with silence, chaos, or loneliness. But when a mysterious doorway appears under a sky full of silver stars, everything changes. One by one, they are pulled into a hidden realm where warm lanterns glow through enchanted forests, dogs and cats roam freely, and no one ever has to go hungry or afraid again. In this magical world, they find cozy campfires, loyal dogs, mischievous cats, and something even rarer - people who truly understand them. As they explore winter sunsets, flower fields, and glowing rivers, the group begins to build a new kind of home together. A home made of laughter, late-night conversations, shared adventures, and the quiet promise that they are no longer alone. But magic always has its mysteries... And the deeper they wander into this beautiful realm, the more they realize that healing, friendship, and courage might be the greatest powers of all. A soft fantasy about found family, second chances, and creating light in the darkest places.

Power in the Thousand Realms correlates with sacrifice: years of life, beloved memories, pieces of soul. Grimm refuses the equation. Starting from fourth-grade aptitude, he treats cultivation as optimization problem. Each advance must cost less than conventional methods yield. Each technique must be reversible, sustainable, efficient. Other wizards burn bright and burn out. Grimm intends to persist. His approach reveals hidden economies in the multiverse. Power sources that conventional cultivation ignores: residual energy from decaying realities, conceptual momentum from extinct civilizations, the information density of sufficiently complex understanding. Grimm builds his advancement not through spiritual refinement but through intellectual capital-networks of knowledge that compound across dimensions, alliances with entities that value understanding over force, techniques that leverage local physics rather than overriding them. The asymptote approaches: infinite capability, zero cost, perfect sustainability. Whether such a state is achievable or merely the final trap, Grimm intends to determine. But the multiverse is not static. Other minds pursue similar optimizations. Ancient systems resist perturbation. And the deeper Grimm descends into pure knowledge, the more he risks becoming something that values understanding over existence itself-something that would sacrifice everything, including itself, to complete the equation. The Fourth Grade was the starting condition. The Asymptote is the destination. The path between them will remake reality.