The new hound
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  • Reads 4,247
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  • Parts 4
  • Time 49m
Ongoing, First published Dec 05, 2024
4 new parts
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the spawn of hell (hazbin hotel and helluva boss)  by Quezthewriter
7 parts Ongoing
After years of turmoil and unending battles, Spawn, the hellspawn who once roamed the earth as a mere mortal, transcended his cursed existence to conquer the very depths of Hell itself. His journey, marked by endless confrontations and the forging of uneasy alliances, led him to face his ultimate nemesis: Lucifer, the king of Hell. In a battle that seemed to shake the foundations of the underworld, Spawn emerged victorious, claiming the throne and the infernal domain as his own. However, ruling Hell brought Spawn no solace. Power, he discovered, was a hollow crown, especially when worn in a realm built on despair and torment. With each passing day, his reign uncovered the truth about the nature of power and its ability to corrode what once was pure. The heart that beat within his chest, although no longer human, yearned for redemption, for a chance to rewrite the legacy of deandre griffin, the man he once was. In his contemplation, Spawn realized that his battle was not with the dominions he could conquer or the adversaries he could vanquish but with his own soul, torn between vengeance and salvation. The realization dawned upon him that true power lay in forgiveness and in the liberation from chains of his own making. Determined to seek a new purpose, Spawn decided to leave Hell, not as a deserter of his throne, but as a seeker of a new cosmos where he might find the redemption he yearned for. He envisioned a universe not marred by the dichotomies of good and evil, Heaven and Hell, but one where his actions could foster change, not just in the realm of the dead but in the lives of the living. Using his unparalleled mastery of necroplasmic energy and the knowledge of the dark arts he had acquired, Spawn tore open a rift in the very fabric of reality, stepping into a void that existed between the countless universes.
𝐅𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄, kwon jae-sung by waltzing_hippo_toes
110 parts Ongoing
╔═════════╗ ❝𝐅𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄❞ ╚═════════╝ ‿︵‿︵୨˚̣̣̣͙୧ 𝐲/𝐧'𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐬, 𝐬𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐥'𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐞. 𝐡𝐚𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥, 𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐚 𝐯𝐨𝐰 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞. 𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐚𝐭 𝐛𝐚𝐲 - 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐛𝐫𝐚 𝐤𝐚𝐢 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐲. ‿︵‿︵୨˚̣̣̣͙୧ " 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘥... " " 𝙣𝙤 𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙘𝙮‚ 𝙗𝙞𝙩𝙘𝙝. " ‿︵‿︵୨˚̣̣̣͙୧ 𝐂𝐎𝐁𝐑𝐀 𝐊𝐀𝐈 𝐊𝐖𝐎𝐍 𝐗 𝐅𝐄𝐌!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐈𝐗 - 𝐒𝐄𝐊𝐀𝐈 𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐊𝐀𝐈 ‿︵‿︵୨˚̣̣̣͙୧ 𝔩𝔦𝔣𝔢 𝔦𝔣 𝔞 𝔤𝔞𝔪𝔢: 𝖇𝖊 𝖆 𝖕𝖑𝖆𝖞𝖊𝖗 𝖔𝖗 𝖇𝖊 𝖕𝖑𝖆𝖞𝖊𝖉...
The Lament Of An Iniquitous Guardian Father || Lout Of the Count's Family  by Xeinryuze0215
4 parts Complete
[COMPLETED] Everything around him was blurry. His body aching painfully despite the common fact that his ancient power should've healed his wounds by now. Cale couldn't even utter a low whine when he felt his wrist burn at the painful friction of the rope that was tying him. "Cale." The redhead looked at the source of the voice, a blurry shade of red moving in front of him. There was then a lamp that was settled beside him, Cale blinks to see the White Star fully in front of him and his guard raised at the maximum in case on what he plans on doing. "Eat." There was then a piece of meat that met against Cale's bleeding lips. The disgusting stench of blood penetrating his nose as he weakly glared at the man. White Star smirked, "Go on, eat. You'll get stronger." Cale's eyes blown wide when he saw the meat that the White Star was trying to feed him. It looks like a charred one that was burnt from cooking, if you ignore how blood still seeps from one of the tendons. "....!" The White Star then forced his mouth open, easily clenching Cale's jaw as he stuffed the black meat inside his mouth. Tears pooled at the side of Cale's reddish-brown eyes as he tried to spit out the meat. He can't, for the love of God, he just can't. "Listen to my pleads, my dear child. Eat." 'No...' "Raon..." ✶⊶⊷⊶⊷❍⊶⊷⊶⊷✶ This is a canon divergence. Please note that this work have trigger warnings such as blood, gore, slavery and manipulation. The main tag would be Dead Dove Do Not Eat.
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the spawn of hell (hazbin hotel and helluva boss)

7 parts Ongoing

After years of turmoil and unending battles, Spawn, the hellspawn who once roamed the earth as a mere mortal, transcended his cursed existence to conquer the very depths of Hell itself. His journey, marked by endless confrontations and the forging of uneasy alliances, led him to face his ultimate nemesis: Lucifer, the king of Hell. In a battle that seemed to shake the foundations of the underworld, Spawn emerged victorious, claiming the throne and the infernal domain as his own. However, ruling Hell brought Spawn no solace. Power, he discovered, was a hollow crown, especially when worn in a realm built on despair and torment. With each passing day, his reign uncovered the truth about the nature of power and its ability to corrode what once was pure. The heart that beat within his chest, although no longer human, yearned for redemption, for a chance to rewrite the legacy of deandre griffin, the man he once was. In his contemplation, Spawn realized that his battle was not with the dominions he could conquer or the adversaries he could vanquish but with his own soul, torn between vengeance and salvation. The realization dawned upon him that true power lay in forgiveness and in the liberation from chains of his own making. Determined to seek a new purpose, Spawn decided to leave Hell, not as a deserter of his throne, but as a seeker of a new cosmos where he might find the redemption he yearned for. He envisioned a universe not marred by the dichotomies of good and evil, Heaven and Hell, but one where his actions could foster change, not just in the realm of the dead but in the lives of the living. Using his unparalleled mastery of necroplasmic energy and the knowledge of the dark arts he had acquired, Spawn tore open a rift in the very fabric of reality, stepping into a void that existed between the countless universes.