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The Dark Lord's Second Chance

[⚠️ Warning: English not my prior language, so if any grammatical and any kind of mistakes are expected. please let me know to correct it if you find any.] They called me the Scourge of the Seven Realms. The Black Emperor. The man who'd conquered half the world before his thirtieth birthday. None of those titles mattered now, as I lay dying on the blood-soaked marble of my throne room. "Any last words, Damien?" High Priestess Celeste stood over me, her blade — my own sword, stolen during the battle — still dripping with my blood. Behind her, the leaders of the rebellion watched with hungry eyes, eager to see the tyrant fall. I wanted to laugh. After everything I'd done, all the kingdoms I'd conquered, all the battles I'd won, I was being killed by the woman I'd once loved. The woman I'd trusted above all others. "You won't win," I managed, blood bubbling from my lips. "The demons... they'll come regardless. You've doomed everyone." "Better the demons than you," she spat. The irony was bitter. I'd conquered the world to unite it, to prepare for the demonic invasion my visions had shown me. But fear and propaganda had turned me into a monster in their eyes. They couldn't see that everything I'd done was to save them. "So be it," I whispered. "May you live long enough to see your mistake." Celeste raised the blade for the final strike. "Goodbye, Damien." The sword fell. Darkness swallowed me. And then... [Discord: https://discord.gg/MYvk4cMUsx]
SomeElfGuy · 23.2k Views

Doupo: Plundering the Plot with God-Tier Comprehension (A BTTH Fanfic)

Feng Jiuge transmigrated to the Dou Qi Continent during the Battle Through The Heavens era and found that he was just a background character in Wu Tan City. "A cannon fodder destiny? Fortunately, my comprehension defies the heavens!" "Comprehension compensates for everything!" "Mediocre talent? I will dissect the laws of Dou Qi like an engineer and forge the Tri-Unity Genesis Art to devour Beast Cores and Heaven and Earth Treasures!" "No alchemical legacy? I will acquire the legacy of Yao Chen and derive formulas from scratch and create pill refinement techniques that make the Ancient Yao Clan question their ten thousand-year heritage!" "Son of Destiny, did you see that? This is the true path to becoming a Dou God!" Armed with the memories of the original timeline, Feng Jiuge plunders the greatest opportunities before they are found. Yet, the heavens favor their chosen. Xiao Yan, the true Son of Destiny, constantly crosses his path, a persistent tide attempting to drown his ambitions. But would that stop Feng Jiuge? If the world's chosen protagonist stands in his way, he will simply crush destiny itself. He steps upon the pinnacle of alchemy and martial arts, paving his way to shatter the void and enter the Great Thousand World. Along this journey, he shields his beloved sister, Qing Lin. He also wins the hearts of the continent's most peerless women, taking the ice-cold beauty Yun Yun, the enchanting Queen Medusa, the gentle Xiao Yixian, and the charming Zi Yan as his wives. Watch as a nobody rises from the dust to suppress an entire generation! [Author's Note] This is an original fanfiction written by me. It is not a translation.
Evil_Villain · 16.3k Views

Ashen Redemption

In a world where most are born with elemental affinities fire, water, earth, air, light, shadow, storm, and ice , power defines destiny. Forty‑two years before Kael’s birth, a dying seer whispered a prophecy: a child of fire will rise beneath the blood moon, and kingdoms will crumble in his shadow. King Aldric Veynar laughed at the warning, drunk on pride and blinded by ambition. But the prophecy did not die with the seer it lived on in his apprentice, Elira. Now, Kael walks the ruins of the city he once swore to protect. Once hailed as a protector, now cursed as a monster, he is the fallen hero turned villain the cursed child of prophecy. His fire affinity, stronger than any before him, became both his gift and his damnation. This is not a tale of heroes. It is the saga of a cursed child, a fallen protector consumed by prophecy, and the flames that will decide the fate of kingdoms. Will he let the flames consume him… or will he defy fate itself? **Note ** Kael means child of fire. ****Authors Note****** Dear readers, Welcome to Ashen Redemption. This is a dark fantasy saga woven with prophecy, elemental magic, and a thread of tragic romance. This story is my first project a journey of fire, ruin, and redemption. Your comments, collections, and votes mean more than you know. They help me shape Kael’s path and keep the embers of this saga burning. Thank you for walking with me into the shadows. Hope you enjoy. Talk to me here https://discord.gg/bJzXHNWB Am also here https://discord.gg/DzVDVaBz No promos I'm good If you're looking for a fantasy psychological thriller you can check out http://wbnv.in/a/6cjbdC1 great book you'll love it
Picky_Writer_404 · 10.3k Views

The Duke of the North

“You damn bastard emperor, son of a bitch. You really want to see me suffer, don’t you? You set me up to marry women whose families I slaughtered and kingdoms I burned. Do you think I’m an idiot? I know exactly what’s behind all your absurd little games!” Jeffrey has been called many terrifying names. The Mad Dog of Taurum. Bloodthirsty Monster. Reincarnation of the Devil. And many more... His whole life, he was nothing but an executioner, a weapon, a merciless beast. With his own hands, he helped his king conquer every kingdom across the land, drowning the world in fire and blood until the king’s ambitions were finally satisfied. But once the wars ended and vengeance was paid in full, Jeffrey wanted only one thing: peace. To sit in silence, to rest in obscurity, maybe even sleep forever in a coffin of his own choosing. The world, of course, had other plans. That wretched emperor gave him the cruelest “gift” imaginable: marriage to four princesses and a queen from the very kingdoms he had burned to the ground. Beautiful? Yes. Graceful? Certainly. But each of them carried their own danger. One could raise an army of the dead. Another’s rage could level cities. Another could reduce anything to ash with a single strike. Their beauty was nothing but a mask for hatred, vengeance, and chaos. And the worst part? Every one of them wanted him dead. The problem? Jeffrey couldn’t die. His curse of a power kept him alive no matter how broken his body or shattered his heart became. So, with a crooked smile, he offered them exactly what they wanted most: “Go ahead. Kill me.” Thus begins his blood-soaked harem life, tangled with intrigue, hatred, and bitter laughter. Because in this household, love is the last thing anyone should expect.
Gritaresyan · 3.2k Views