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HeavenBound.

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Reads 2,424
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Parts 23
Time 1h 43m

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Forsaken by God.
Devoured by the unholy.
Humanity has been damned.
Yet, they have the hope to fight back.All Rights Reserved

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The Last Goddess by CaraFox21

It all started with a vision. A vision of a fuming stranger being tortured by a man with hard gray eyes. Samara doesn't know who either of these men are, but after repeated visions that make her head throb, she decides she must help that stranger. Not sure where to start, Samara explores Curio with thoughts of nothing else. Little did she know that the search for this stranger would take her on a wild adventure to a new land, and help her understand her mysterious powers that she's had since birth. As she learns more about herself, she begins to wonder just why she has these extraordinary abilities, and if they are actually the gift she always thought they were.

𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐄𝐃 by lite-lemonade

Since the dawn of time, humanity has been divided over various subjects. All of which are frankly, incredibly trivial. This being, but is not limited to race, religion, beauty, size, wealth, politics, and more. The heavy amounts of bickering and debating over these subjects, going as far as starting wars and in-fighting within families, even breaking some apart. This is further proven by the sudden appearance of enhanced individuals nicknamed "Blights," which single-handedly explains the general consensus about them. Hated and oppressed, Blights have had their backs against the wall for decades. Teenager Liam Wang must learn how to juggle both his civilian life and the life of his super-powered, crime-fighting persona "Narukami" and all that comes with it. Oh, and also a super-powered serial killer running around the city, murdering whoever they see fit. Yeah, he's probably screwed.

Wing's of Ice, Heart of Fire by PyroKyu

"I'm leaving. I... I just need some time away for a while. Sorry, just... if I don't, I'm afraid I'll snap, or pull a Fauna, if I don't. So... see you later, everyone." "Dizzy, please, leave. I don't want you to get hurt. Just run, and don't let them catch you." "M-mom... okay, love you." Two great ones, left from their families with vastly different causes, but the results are echoing.

At the Fields of Fire and Blood by crisyah_

The world is dying. Heaven and Hell have broken and collapsed, creating a post-apocalyptic landscape that is part purgatory, part platonic world of ideas, blighted by the horrors of the human mind. The sun lies dormant in the east, atop God's tower, while the west is plunged into darkness and haunted by all that lives there. There is no day and night cycle, nothing grows, nothing dies, nothing changes, unless magic is involved. Angels hunt creatures for their blood, to feed it to God so he can finish gestating. Demons kill and destroy aimlessly, their origins inexplicable and unknown. Stranger beings wander the ruins of what's left of the world. Humans need not eat or sleep, caught in a state between life and death. They cannot die or be born naturally, but they can be killed and they can be made. The few that survived with their sanity somewhat intact have locked themselves into warded cities, but their protections are feeble and often ineffective. The Order that united them is long gone, broken into factions known only by the sins for which they have fallen. The Houses that protected them are crumbling, falling into ruin as their members were culled down by angels and demons, as well as their own mad quest to save the world; the Pilgrimage, a vain attempt to steal into Eden and murder God himself. Soon, only the Scions will remain. Those that were left not due to merit, but because they were the last choice for being heroes. Those whose memories and minds are as damaged and eaten through as their world. Those who agreed to take on the mysterious Archons within their bodies and, through that contract, had ancient relics and rituals passed down to them. They converge onto a long forgotten neutral ground, trying to save themselves. A heroic journey through a nightmarish wonderland. A pilgrimage to God's tower, to make the world whole again. To cleanse the world of the horrors infecting it. To kill the God who will doom them all with his birth.

Avarice Blacksteel Book 2 by Xonereth

Most of us long to "Be" but when the path gets too costly, or steep, we take solace in what we "Have." Remove the trappings of what we own and then what is the sum of us? They were the survivors, abandoned by the allies who swore to protect, in the ultimate gesture of greed and betrayal. Their world plunged into annihilation and chaos. With the passage of years in this blighted landscape order was established anew. Those who had been anonymous before the war found their will to rule, those who had experienced the comforts and ease of western life, thrust into darkness and despair. This brutal conflict had awoken those long sleeping, those who had ceased to care, those of immense power, the ones entrusted with the safe keeping of the often volatile mankind. Although their parallel world too was at risk, lethargy and arrogance ruled them. Against the backdrop of this savage landscape the saga of three such tribes of survivors unfold, and the unwitting chosen among them. One tribe sought to prosper via savagery, one by organized military might, and the other who ruled with no more than fairness and love. Three tribes thrown together, competing for the limited resources to survive, in a world teetering on the brink of total decimation. Driven by human avarice.

𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘺 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘺 by yourgoldstar

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Soul by SAnastas

"In a world ruled by power and tyranny, peace is a distant dream. You were once a child, innocent and new to life, yet someone ignited the flames of destruction, suffocating your breath and stealing away the purity of your air. All that remained were fleeting drops of water and the faintest hope that the fires would one day cease. Perhaps you were gifted, your powers beyond what was ever expected, but power isn't just strength-it's a threat. Years passed, and you grew to despise everyone and everything. In rage and vengeance, you found a twisted kind of salvation. Amidst the chaos, you found home with someone you've picked up while desperately trying to escape the chains of fate. And though agony shaped my path, I never wavered from my purpose. Through hell and blood, I built my name and wealth, offering others a chance for redemption, for lives once broken like my own. Now, after all this time, I've prepared to fulfill the final task of my life. Many will weep, blood will stain the earth, but certainly, they will pay for stealing my childhood. - Anastas

Losing Game by cha1nz

(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?

Fire and Ice by saaya_2

In the pages that follow, a tale unfolds, revealing a love veiled in sacrifice. The story explores the lives of individuals cursed to unite and perish together, bound by an uncontrollable force. Who are these cursed souls, and what led to their intertwined destinies? What words have the power to sever their cherished bonds? As the narrative unravels, the weight of sacrifice becomes apparent, questioning whether the rewards of love outweigh the losses. The enigmatic Moira, embodiment of destiny, will shape their path. Will they sacrifice their loved ones to salvage what remains? Can they bear the burden of these choices? Will The Throne, symbolizing power, yield to the force of human emotions? This is no ordinary love story, but a tale of death, destruction, and sacrifices made for the greater good. It challenges our understanding of love, urging us to question our devotion and the lengths we would go to protect those we hold dear. Enter this world, where love is entwined with darkness, and prepare for a journey that tests our notions of love and the sacrifices it demands. Within these words lie the answers to our deepest questions about love and the sacrifices we are willing to make.

Journal of Fire: Embers by DillonDouget

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The Last Goddess

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