Chapter 9: The counter attack.
The cyborgs turned to find Mark—unarmed no longer—now clad in armor radiating golden energy.
“Damage decreased by 50%,” the system announced.
“So cool… you guys are in deep trouble now.” His voice was low, edged with both tension and resolve.
Fingers tightening around his sword, he blurred out of sight. The cyborgs froze, ...
Chapter 8: Shadows beneath Cadmus.
After his father left, Mark stood by the window, heart pounding beneath his plain pajama shirt. The air in his room was thick with unease. He had seen the look in his father’s eyes, guilt, hesitation, something deeper and he couldn't ignore it.
Without another thought, he threw on a dark hoodie over his clothes and moved swiftly to the rooftop....
Chapter 7: Shadows beneath the light
[ Artoria: I often find myself thinking about my kingdom. It brings me joy knowing how far it has come.]
[ Iskandar: A king shouldn’t be burdened by worries. His task is not to stress over his people, but to shield them. Your ideals about ruling through conquest... they don’t sit well with me.]
Iskandar's words carried a stern weight...
Chapter 6: Homecomings and history.
The morning sunlight filtered gently through the curtains, casting golden patterns across Mark’s room. The soft hum of the city outside served as background noise as he followed his routine. First came the exercise a disciplined series of stretches, bodyweight movements, and resistance training that left his muscles warm and his breath steady.
Chapter 5: Training.
Mark lay sprawled across his bed, arms spread wide, his breath shallow from exhaustion. The last hour had been a battle against calculus equations that seemed more like riddles from another dimension. If not for Solomon’s patient assistance, he was certain he would’ve flunked the assignment entirely.
Grateful, he granted Solomon twenty points through the s...
Chapter 4: Ride to school.
Levitating above him,was man in blue costume an S symbol on his chest. But what Mark found skeptical was the guy wore underwear outside his pants.
Then he spoke to him.“ Need a ride?”
Superman inquired,he had witnessed mark save the child before he could step in and rescue him,and in return for mark beating him to the chase he wanted to repay ...
Chapter 3: Honey Fried chicken and waffles.
In the silent vastness of the Black Sea, Gilgamesh trembled—not from fear, but from pure, seething rage.
“That brat… that brat,” he muttered to himself, pacing across the void as if his steps could shatter the abyss beneath him. “How dare he disrespect me. Even the gods never dared test my wrath.”
His golden eyes burne...
Chapter 2: A Bargain of Kings
In the silence of the Black Sea, three kings stirred in restless irritation.
Gilgamesh, seated in invisible space above the dark waters, grit his teeth. The void around him pulsed faintly with his suppressed wrath.
“I will not take this lightly,” he growled, golden eyes narrowing.
“This mongrel… dares to ban a king?” His voice ...
Chapter 1: The Absolute King System
The space was dark—an infinite abyss stretching as far as the eye could see. There was no sound, no movement, only silence and shadow.
Then, without warning, a voice echoed through the void. A glowing blue holographic icon flickered into existence, piercing the endless black.
"The Absolute King System has been activated."
The rob...
Guys, I'm stuck. I feel so out of touch and stale. Like what's popular to read these days? I wouldn't even know. It's been almost 2 years since I stopped reading fics/webnovels. All I've done is write and write. And now I'm in an echo chamber.
I'm losing something. An essence of storytelling I can't explain well enough. The only thing I know is I HATE finishing stories, I HATE reading o...
Chapter 12: Remorseless.
(General P.O.V)
In the mirror dimension, Stephen Strange held the Spirit of Vengeance in a prison of shifting geometry—angles folding over themselves in ways that made no earthly sense. The air shimmered with refracted light as the containment pattern spun, its edges warping reality itself. Strange’s hands trembled from the strain. The spell demanded e...
Chapter 11: Sorcerers, Demons and Burning Skulls.
(General P.O.V)
The air above Fisk Tower was chaos.
Orange rings of fire bloomed in the air, folding open into portals.
From them and onto the roof, stepped Stephen Strange and a dozen sorcerers, their robes snapping in the hot wind.
Wong took one look at the swarm of leathery wings pouring from the massive rif...
Chapter 41: Raksasha vs Ashura part 2/2.
(General P.O.V)
The battlefield had split into two fronts.
Behind Damian, chaos reigned. Jason’s shots cracked through the fetid air, ripping through the legs of any Batalon that wandered too close. Barbara’s flamethrower drones hovered like angry wasps, scorching monstrous hides into bubbling rot. Nightwing weaved through the ca...
A shorter chapter today. Thanks for your patience guys. Been dealing with some family matters but I'm back.
Chapter 39: Not A Chance!
(General P.O.V)
[-Outer Orbit, Earth's Upper Atmosphere – Aboard Vilgax's Flagship-]
The darkness of space hummed with low vibrations as the ship’s AI pulsed awake.
“Omnitrix signal detected,” it reported, its voice sy...
Chapter 40: Ashura vs Raksasha part 1/2.
(Richard Dragon P.O.V)
Look at them.
The boy fights like he’s burning alive. Not with panic — with purpose. And her... Shiva. Always elegant. Always efficient. The way her blade curves between my Batalons' ribs and spines, she makes killing look graceful. There’s no wasted motion. No hesitation.
That used to be me.
Thomas vs the Hydra. Multiple slides
2025-07-30 18:02:40 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 12: I Hate Politics.
(Thomas’s P.O.V)
So here's the thing.
Fighting a five-headed snake is exactly as stupid as it sounds. Especially when each of those heads can breathe a different kind of elemental death.
Fire. Water. Wind. Acid. Lightning.
It was like fighting Mother Nature with a vendetta and no chill.
I dove left, a twisting wave of aci...
Wooooo boy, just saw this in on Pintrest, so disclaimer: not mine. 
Chapter 39: World of Green.
(General P.O.V)
Damian plummeted through the shaft like a shadow in freefall, eyes closed, arms relaxed, mind silent.
He didn’t need to see.
The deeper he fell, the sharper his senses became. His Alpha Instinct pulsed outward, extending beyond skin, beyond sound, casting out waves of invisible perception.
Ashura energy rippled fro...
Chapter 38: Descent.
(General Pov)
Mount Justice was silent but not still.
The old League headquarters had long been abandoned, stripped of tech, purpose, and hope. What remained was concrete, steel, and shadow—perfect for what they had in mind.
Damian stood in the center of the training chamber, blood already crusting on his brow. Across from him, Lady Shiva stood...
POLL 5 (Peasant → Ancient Artifact → Hollow Throne): The Midnight Kingdom’s Choice
"The Hollow Throne accepts you—not as a master, but as a claimant. You're transported to another realm where the blood moon hangs heavy as the Horde gathers, each faction offering their champion. The artifact in your hand thrums, eager to witness your decision."
The Setting:...
2025-07-23 00:53:53 +0000 UTC View PostPOLL 4 (Peasant → Ancient Artifact → Seek the Lost): The Library of Count Alucard.
"The artifact’s crimson glow pierces the dust-choked dark, revealing a vault beneath the ruins. Inside, four tombs pulse with stolen power—each holding a Bloodline Legacy of Dracula himself. The artifact trembles in your grip… it wants you to choose."
Backstory:
The castle was...
2025-07-22 22:37:27 +0000 UTC View PostPOLL 2 (Peasant → Ancient Artifact)
POLL 3:- The Artifact’s Demand.
"The relic you found is no mere trinket—it speaks in dreams. Last night, its voice was clear. What does it want?"
Backstory:
You stumbled upon the artifact while plowing the fields. Maybe it was buried after a forgotten battle, or fell from the heavens. It’s cold to the touch, yet pulses lik...
2025-07-22 21:16:17 +0000 UTC View PostPoll 1 popular choice:- Peasant.
Poll 2: Unexpected Fortune.
Born as a Peasant in a small town on the outskirts of the kingdom, a twist of fate changes everything. What blessing (or curse) finds you?
Next poll depends on popular choice.
2025-07-22 20:25:34 +0000 UTC View PostPoll 1: Heritage.
"You awaken in a strange land. Your bloodline determines your fate. What is your heritage?" 
(Next poll depends on choice.)
2025-07-22 19:53:43 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 2: In Due Time.
(Adam's P.O.V)
The archway let me out just as easily as it let me in.
The light behind me faded. The bark sealed itself shut with a soft groan, like the spirit tree was done playing host to metaphysical freakshows for the day.
I stepped into open air again.
The world was still bathed in that surreal beauty—rolling hills, glowing riv...
Chapter 38: The New Worlds.
(Loth’s P.O.V)
I woke up gasping, face pressed against cool dirt, the coppery tang of ozone still clinging to the back of my tongue.
Hecate’s voice echoed in my skull:
“Learn about Order. Learn about Chaos. Master every kind of magic you can.”
The words didn’t fade. They anchored themselves into my thoughts like runes ca...
Age old concept. But really, who's actually winning here?
2025-07-20 21:43:44 +0000 UTC View Post
Chapter 2: Executioner no. 7
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The glyph on No. 5’s blade ignited.
Lightning crawled up his arm. His body pulled the energy inward like it had done once before, many years ago. The lines of scripture on the metal glowed, then sank into his skin.
His body changed.
The Baptism Form took over in seconds. Holy lightning wrapped across his back, coating his spi...
Hey guys, Sooo I'm trying to figure out an Upload Schedule for the coming week(gonna be pretty active) but before then, here's an original idea from my drafts.
P.S:- It's an unedited two shot so don't mind the rough writing.
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Synopsis: In a broken world ruled by divine law, Executioner No. 5 is reawakened for one task: eliminate a rogue Hero. Cold, precise, unquestionin...