- Reads 45
- Votes 0
- Parts 2
MatureOngoing7m
Last published Thu, Apr 25, 2024
In the vast world of Lunalo, there resides a boy who lived in the outskirts of a town. After a brutal fire which left him homeless and alone, he ran deep into the woods in a fit of grief to which he stumbled upon an ancient artifact and passed out. What happens next? Find out yourself<3
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
You may also like
The Kingdom Of Jade In The Road Divides
Hello young one... You are in a road many wish to follow, but cannot reach. As the road divides into two paths, you are left with only two choices. Will you choose what you are... or will you choose what you will become. You may not be both for only conflict exists, but.. If you wish for both, then you must leave everything behind, for the path you have chosen, Does Not Exist. What will you do?... Will you submit or come out victorious?, remember this, The truth is always there, you just have to look hard enough and listen closely to fully understand the meaning behind everything. Go now and venture forward to the Vast Lands and Kingdoms for only glory awaits for those with the talent and drive to find the truth behind it all.Complete
The Red Sun
Many many years ago, a young boy named Alexander found a magical artifact in the midst of a race war between humans and monsters. He tried to dodge around a group of humans trying to capture him and had hopes of fixing problems and end the war, but will his newfound magical abilities spell hope or chaos for the world?Complete
Losing Game
(TWs: gore, abuse, sexual abuse, cursing) Why does he still breathe? Why is he kept alive in this shadowed purgatory where time has no meaning, and screams are swallowed by the walls? His cell is a cage, his life a cruel experiment, and his mind a battlefield. Questions claw at him relentlessly: Who is he? What is he? Why does this torment exist? The walls bleed stories of others-lost souls whose cries still linger, haunting the air. His own voice has grown hoarse from endless screams, his body a canvas of scars, a map of suffering that tells no answers, only pain. Every day is a ritual of degradation, where faceless captors toy with his humanity, stripping him of it piece by agonizing piece. The only constant is the endless cycle of questions. Why him? Why the torture? What is their purpose? He clings to the faintest memories of a time before-fleeting images of warmth, love, a face he cannot quite recall. But even those are slipping away, devoured by the void growing inside him. In this relentless, suffocating darkness, where hope is a distant memory, only one question remains: When will the game end, and what will be left of him when it does?
The Gap Between The Worlds (English Version)
10 years ago several gaps in the sky began to open around the world. From these gaps, magicians began to emerge, people who had the ability to use magic. These wizards began killing and exterminating all the people in the world as soon as the gaps began to appear... However, there was one man who managed to survive the first wave of deaths during the first few years. After a long fight against these magicians, he went into hiding for a long time. But something was going to make him resurface again. Hope.
obsession is not love
A world in which grace used to live. girls had powers "mystical Powers", but one day she was seen by a dangerous kingdom prince and now he's in love with her even though she is engaged but he's so over obsessed with her that he wants to marry her no matter what let's see how grace fate will be when she'll be a prey of a lion PROLOGUE *************** I said while walking towards the door that I could sense he is coming from behind when I reached the door his hand banged on the door on which I turned around and was going to kick his balls that he stopped my knee with his hand "don't be smart" I grabbed his face and gave him a headbutt "but I am smart" his nose started bleeding "you're gonna regret everything that you're doing right now" he said with a angry face that I grabbed the door knob and was opening the door that he kicked me on xmy back from which I closed the door when I fell on the door he came towards me grabbed my hands I was facing the door and he was so close to me that I could totally feel his whole body on my back he was having a boner and he was pressing himself more on me so that I can feel it, I was feeling so disgusted and helpless at that time I tried to hit him but he counterattacked each and every move of mine "I am getting used to your attack now" he was rubbing his thing on my ass, I felt so disgusted that I just wanted to leave the room as fast as I could that I shouted for help *****************
Only His (mafia romance)
He leans in, his breath ghosting over my skin, every inch of space between us collapsing. "Still pretending you have a choice?" His voice is soft, almost amused. My throat tightens, but I force the words out anyway. "I don't belong to you." A low, knowing chuckle rumbles through him. Fingers tighten around my chin, tilting my face up until I'm caught in his unyielding gaze. Cold. Calculating. "Belong?" he echoes, as if the word itself is laughable. "You exist because I allow it. You breathe because I haven't taken that from you, yet." Tears burn at the edges of my vision, but I don't dare look away. "Fight all you want," he murmurs, eyes scanning my face, his grip unshaking. "Scream, beg, break--I don't care. In the end, little one, you'll learn. Because every part of you?" His lips brush against my ear, a cruel whisper of finality. "It's already mine." __________________________________________ A meaningless prank call caused this disaster, a series of deaths and misery. And maybe it was more than a prank call... maybe it was your loved ones, the people you least expect it to be, to stab you in the back. After all, they do say money changes a person. **18+** **DARK ROMANCE**
The Wanderer
Lost and without memory. That is how our protagonist awakens. Where was he? How did he end up there? Why was there no one like him? Why couldn't he remember anything? These were just some of the many questions that arose in the mind of the man who did not even know his own name. And so, he began a desperate search for a way out of that enigmatic place. But his mission would be anything but easy. Amid strange beings, talking birds, and a fate guided by a coin, he discovers the existence of an old sage-the only one who can help him find his way back. The wanderer would have to endure many trials to rediscover himself. Was there a final destination?
Fathoms Below
In a land laid waste by human greed, we looked above for salvation. We should have been looking below. Entry into @TheCryptic_ Herculean contestComplete
Hello young one... You are in a road many wish to follow, but cannot reach. As the road divides into two paths, you are left with only two choices. Will you choose what you are... or will you choose what you will become. You may not be both for only conflict exists, but.. If you wish for both, then you must leave everything behind, for the path you have chosen, Does Not Exist. What will you do?... Will you submit or come out victorious?, remember this, The truth is always there, you just have to look hard enough and listen closely to fully understand the meaning behind everything. Go now and venture forward to the Vast Lands and Kingdoms for only glory awaits for those with the talent and drive to find the truth behind it all.
More detailsContent Guidelines