Worldbuilding Stories

Five hundred years ago, the world decided the Hydro Archon Egeria was dead. She wasn't. Now, under the name Lora, she walks Teyvat again with a single objective: to overturn the future that was forced onto her people. The Heavenly Principles wrote a prophecy. Fontaine is meant to drown. The gods are meant to obey. Lora doesn't. Every move matters. Archons, the Abyss, Celestia-everyone is playing their part, all trying to control the board. And Lora? She's already placing her pieces. Passing the throne to Focalors was only the opening move. Because this time, she isn't fighting fate head-on- she's playing for checkmate. No chosen-one nonsense. Just a former god who intends to win-before the heavens realize the game is already lost.

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.

(The cover is just a placeholder) This isn't the story I planned to write... (Ok maybe I did) It's the one I had to burn down and rebuild from scratch. After the whole Feldway incident (yawn), Rimuru was supposed to take it easy. World's safe. Peace is fragile. Yada yada. Cue relaxing slime vacation, right? WRONG. A strange new continent appears. Well. Actually doesn't magically appear but just got discovered. Don't ask why now you're gonna ruin the moment. Continuing on! The Octagram investigates. (And by Octagram I mean by Rimuru. The other Demon Lord's appear quite later on) Things go sideways. Like spirit-wolf-caught-in-an-explosion sideways. Now Rimuru's stuck navigating a world filled with: Magical warships piloted by emotionally unstable anime girls Narrator(s) who can't hold it together Enemies who monologue instead of dying when they should And one suspiciously adorable child in danger of breaking the entire peace treaty Oh-and he's not allowed to kill anyone unless they die first... If that makes sense So, Good luck with that. Oh and before I forget. Plot? Rewritten. Narrators? Unhinged. Butterflies? Irrelevant but still get camera time. Rimuru? Tired Read it. Or don't. But if you do, bring snacks. Because this story's going down, and the fourth wall is coming with it. --- Authors Note: 1. I respond to basically every single comment, whether it be criticism, ideas, or just straight up random anything. 2. English is not my first language, so expect some grammar mistakes (I am now only using grammarly hahahaha) 3. I am open to criticism, though I would prefer it be constructive thank you very much! 4. This is... Experimental, meaning the way this is written is experimental, wanting to find my own voice and I'm testing out this direction. 5. This is narrated by a character, sometimes multiple but they are very much original ones. 6. At the end will include a DVD, you CAN SKIP IT, I do not mind. Well, that's all I have to say. God bless!

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.

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.

Through transmigration, Naohara became one of the Supreme Beings and freely indulged in this hard-won life in another world. Watching Momonga locked in a battle of wits with thin air, Herohero shamelessly slacking off, Demiurge confidently claiming he had already grasped the thoughts of all three Supreme Beings, along with the many strange and eccentric Floor Guardians, Naohara felt that joy could be found everywhere. This is a fan translation of 纳萨力克的灾厄龙王 by 魂悠. Please support the original author if you can.

The second book have been lagging to the point that it could potentially lead being unable to edit, the glitch have been making my phone freeze and restart the app again. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . "Ark" is a next-generation MMORPG that once reached a peak of 80 million online users worldwide. The game's setting is a world called Terra, rather than "Holy Terra," a vast and chaotic planet thirty times larger than Earth, filled with expansive lands and plagued by frequent natural disasters. The story follows Felix, a player who is unexpectedly transported back in time to the period before the game's official server launch. However, instead of returning as a player, he finds himself reincarnated as an NPC within the game. Now functioning with all the traits and systems of an NPC, Felix becomes a legendary figure among players. To them, he is: A mysterious merchant, A dreamlike mentor, An unattainable ideal for countless female players. Within the world of Terra, Felix is more than just an NPC, for he is seen as a spiritual guide, a false priest, a dreamer, a philosopher, a reformer, a philanthropist, a loner, a seeker, an explorer, and a pioneer. "Let the players enjoy the game, and I shall profit from every second they do." Jeston: "I could take two or three punches from Saria, but I wouldn't dare take even one from Felix. Even if God ordered me to, I'd go to war with Him instead." Arturia: "Felix's presence makes me want to perform before him for three days and three nights, without rest." Patriot: "Your ideals... they are reality." MacArthur, a five-star American operator, once remarked: "All it takes is a single move from him, and he'll dominate the entire Terra Daily hot search list. The moment I saw Felix on the battlefield, I knew that there was no turning back."

**The Last Gleam of Greed** is a grimdark fantasy novel set in the brutal, famine-stricken world of Valirik. No heroes. No redemption. Only the abyss.

STORY RANKINGS #1 in Infiltration #6 in Trials #8 in Wars #16 in World-building SIBOL 1st of the Folklore Series "They say the Light is a sanctuary. They forgot that it's also a fire." In a world where magic is possible, war is inevitable. For thousands of years, two nations have shared a border and a grudge, locked in a cycle of blood that the rest of the world is content to watch from afar. To the people of Diwa, their kingdom is a beacon of glory and peace. But glory is often built on the bones of the forgotten, and peace is just a word for a war that hasn't started yet. Alba Scelesta did not come to the Taliksinin Academy for an education. She did not come for the prestige of the Ten Thousand Steps or the favor of the Solaris royalty. She came for justice. Infiltrating the heart of the enemy's power is a death sentence, but Alba is already a ghost of the life she once knew. Masked as a student, she must navigate a world of elite warriors, lethal trials, and a royal bloodline that is as dangerous as it is radiant. But as she climbs higher into the light, she realizes the secret she's carrying isn't the only one hidden in these halls. In a game where every move is monitored and every touch is a test, Alba must find the truth before the light she seeks to extinguish blinds her first. Who is to blame for a thousand-year war? Are the shadows always haunting, or is the light the true monster?

In a hidden corner of reality, a kindergarten exists unlike any other. Here, children aren't just learning ABCs-they're discovering magic, courage, and the power to shape worlds. Guided by Haruki, a kind-hearted protector, these kids explore mysterious dimensions, tend enchanted gardens, and unlock secrets that could change everything. But trust is fragile, friendships are tested, and every adventure comes with a choice: stay safe or embrace the unknown. Welcome to Dimensional Kindergarten-where imagination is the key, and every child holds the power to light up the universe.

The world did not end. It just changed its rules. vae A hundred years after the four pillars divided humanity into something resembling order, the ruins are still there - half-swallowed by forests that don't remember what they grew over. The cities run. The systems hold. And somewhere in the middle of all of it, a woman with a journal and a nearly useless knife walks west, because staying felt like slowly becoming something she didn't want to be. Vael is not a hero. She is a cartographer who got tired of drawing maps she wasn't allowed to question. PILGRIM is what she saw on the way out.

Origins of Everwoodia and it's sole protectors, the Walkers. T.T - @seiinexiya

Fan story, not official.

"The Wellspring only flows into the broken." Makari never wanted to be a soldier. But the mark on her back says she has no choice. At the Elorian, power comes through pain, loyalty is fragile, and enemies hide behind familiar faces. Her brother is becoming a stranger, her best friend is changing, and a mysterious captain watches her too closely. Makari swears she will not break. The Elorian is about to make a liar out of her.

!!NOTICE!! This has spoilers for the unreleased Book "Elven Quests: The Battle Between Magics" and also sometimes uses a foreign language created by me. Elven Quests is mine, the concept, character and etc are mine and do not belong to anyone else and are not available for commercial use. some of the head-canons and information are not canon and are for giggles and jokes. sensitive topics of trauma like death, suicide, mental disorders, murder are mentioned could and will be mentioned or hinted in this story. other topics such as sex or romantic scenarios may/will be mentioned. other sensitive or uncomfortable things may be mentioned in backgrounds of characters. summary of Elven Quests: BBM: Elven Quests is an epic fantasy saga set in the richly built world of Varia, where time, magic, and nature follow distinct laws shaped by elven history. The story follows the powerful yet fractured Ashimi family as they journey through conflict, betrayal, ancient legacies, and spiritual awakening. Central to the narrative is Kiroshi Ashimi, a magic-wielding warrior grappling with loss and loyalty, and his evolving relationships. As war brews and divine forces stir, the Ashimis must traverse treacherous lands, form alliances with powerful houses, and confront enemies. Past ties and future ambitions threaten the balance of the world. The world of Elven Quests is structured with original time systems, languages (Eldarin), and a calendar unique to Varia. Elven Quests blends emotional depth with immersive worldbuilding, combining intense personal stakes with broad mythological and political themes. once again there are spoilers a/n should I publish my book here? enjoy!

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Aeralune is a living world sustained by emotion, memory, and balance. When its people heal, the world thrives. When grief festers, the land fractures. For centuries, its survival has rested in the hands of three guardians who walk unseen among the realms. Zoom, a healer whose warmth mends both body and spirit, believes compassion is Aeralune's last hope. Frostwyn, bound to ancient duty and ice-cold restraint, hears the world's sickness before it speaks. And Kael, bearer of living fire, feels every sorrow Aeralune carries even the one he has never healed within himself. As floating cities falter and entire islands begin to decay, the Seraphim Ark calls them toward a truth long avoided: Aeralune is not dying from external war or corruption. It is unraveling from unreleased grief. To save the world, the guardians must confront the wounds they have hidden behind power, duty, and silence. But healing Aeralune may demand something none of them are prepared to give the surrender of what they have been protecting most. Because in Aeralune, holding on too tightly is just as dangerous as letting go. And the world can no longer endure their masks.

A retelling of Record of Ragnarök. The Egyptian God Set requests and gains control of Ragnarök from Zeus to build the roster and give the fights twists to make them more entertaining before Humanity's destruction. Brunhilde retaliates with a new roster and seeks to beat Set at his own game.

[⚠️ ORIGINAL STORY 💯✅] Author's Cut (English) This isn't an isekai story about some overpowered chosen hero. It's about what happens when your soul gets thrown into another dimension and trapped inside a creature of your own creation. Two souls-one body. Opposite in every way. No call from a god. No fate. No legends. There's only- ACCIDENTALOGIN a system error that drags you in. A soul flagged as a bug. A glitch that shouldn't exist. Or maybe... an antibody for a body slowly dying. As the virtual world starts claiming reality, Marchel is forced to answer- A question from within the mind of Bex, the pink Orc. The question is simple: Is there a way out of- [ ERROR 404: SOUL HAS BEEN FOUND ] And- If that soul is yours... then who's filling the empty shell now?