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Ánh Sáng Và Băng Giá

Trong căn chòi rách nát, tiếng gió lùa qua khe liếp rít lên từng hồi, mang theo mùi máu tanh nồng quyện chặt vào cái lạnh lẽo của tro bếp đã tàn từ lâu. Trên tấm phản gỗ, người mẹ nằm bết bát mồ hôi, đôi bàn tay gầy guộc siết chặt lấy tay chồng như cố bấu víu vào chút hy vọng sống cuối cùng. Dưới chân bà, bà đỡ vừa đưa tay đón lấy hình hài nhỏ bé thì bỗng khựng lại, hơi thở dồn dập hóa thành một cái rùng mình tê dại. Đứa trẻ ra đời trong một sự im lặng đến rợn người. Không có tiếng khóc xé tan màn đêm, cũng chẳng có lấy một nhịp thở yếu ớt. Nó đột ngột mở trừng đôi mắt màu hổ phách rực rỡ một cách dị thường. Ánh nhìn ấy không hề mờ đục như trẻ sơ sinh mà sắc lạnh, già dặn, xoáy sâu vào tâm can người đối diện như thể đang phán xét cả thế gian. Nó khẽ vặn mình, cái đầu nhỏ cố sức lắc qua lắc lại, dò xét từng gương mặt trong căn phòng bằng vẻ tỉnh táo đầy ma mị. Khi người mẹ run rẩy ôm con vào lòng, một luồng điện lạnh toát chạy dọc sống lưng khiến bà suýt nữa đã buông tay. Đôi mắt ấy… tuyệt nhiên không phải của một thiên thần. "Nó... nó là con của Ác quỷ!" – Người cha thốt lên với giọng khàn đặc. Ông lùi lại cho đến khi lưng chạm vào vách đất lạnh lẽo, gương mặt biến dạng vì kinh hãi. Bản năng của một người nông dân chất phác mách bảo ông rằng, thứ này không thuộc về thế giới của họ. "Chúng ta phải giết nó thôi!" – Ông thì thầm trong hơi thở hổn hển, bàn tay thô ráp run rẩy nắm lấy con dao đi rừng dựng nơi góc cột. Người mẹ ôm chặt đứa trẻ hơn, nước mắt tuôn dài trên đôi gò má hốc hác. Bà nghẹn ngào giữa tình mẫu tử và nỗi sợ hãi tột cùng: "Nhưng... lỡ đây là đứa trẻ được Chúa gửi đến thì sao? Có lẽ nó chỉ... khác biệt thôi." Người cha bàng hoàng nhìn vợ, rồi lại nhìn vào đôi mắt hổ phách không hề chớp của đứa trẻ. Sự hiện diện của nó như rút cạn mọi hơi ấm trong căn nhà. Ông khuỵu xuống, giọng nói vỡ vụn: "Nhưng chúng ta không thể nuôi nổi nó... Sự khác biệt này sẽ bóp nghẹt tất cả chúng ta." Trong đêm tối mênh mông, dưới ánh đèn dầu leo lét, một quyết định đầy tội lỗi và hy vọng đã được đưa ra. Đứa trẻ được quấn trong tấm vải bố thô sơ, bị bỏ lại trước cổng nhà thờ lạnh lẽo, mang theo đôi mắt hổ phách nhìn thấu màn đêm thẳm sâu.
Quốc_Kiệt_Trần · 752 Views

My Dragon King System

[Host has been granted the Authority of the Dragon of Destruction at SSS Rank] [Host has been granted the Authority of the Copy Dragon at SSS Rank] [Host has been granted the Authority of the Dragon of Space at SSS Rank] [All Magic Parameters Increased!] [Dragon Curse Meter: … When the meter fills up, you will truly become a dragon...]  [Permanent Quest > Host is Encouraged to lose his virginity] Prince Aiden Crowley lives as a constant reminder of his father’s shame and infidelity. A bastard son despised by all, and with no magic, fails to get into the Academy and is nearly killed by his father out of rage. Impulsively, Aiden makes a decision that should supposedly end this life, until Destiny decides it isn’t done with the Trash Prince Yet! He gains the most powerful system and a sudden increase in power, a phenomenon that is nothing short of Divine. Question now is, will Aiden successfully crumble the world’s unfairness to Trash Mages and Commoners, or will he anchor the very structure that once despised him? Other Tags: #Genius, #Comedy Author Notes: —Please Support with Powerstones/ Golden Tickets. They Suggest to New Readers to give this a try. Thank You - 100 golden tickets = +2 bonus chapters - 100 powerstones = +2 bonus chapters Discord: https://discord.gg/VxbUxFfu Remember guys, i’m a very interactive author, so ask whatever questions you deem fit. Make your suggestions. I’ll be here to listen to all of them. —Read My Review
Forzy · 862.8k Views

The Kingmaker System

"The masterminds are cooler than heroes," I mutter as I stare at the chess pieces before me. It is easier to be the one who sits in the shadows and moves the pieces, likewise deciding the flow of the game. Heroes will foolishly sacrifice their lives for the good cause and villains will sacrifice the world for their own gain, but masterminds will use both the heroes and villains to their own benefit. Why, you ask? Well, that's because I've lost my life once while trying to be a hero so, I don't want that anymore. I'd rather be a mastermind who molds the world as per my convenience and live peacefully. Because, why not? *** [Defender of Divine Glory says you are the hope of this world.] What? [Goddess of Wisdom believes that you will be the one to save the world.] Wait, what?! [Propose the Grand Duke the idea of a fake marriage.] And, why would I do that?! [Stop the assassination of Prince Eric.] Why would I save him?! [The candidates for the throne are:... Who will you choose?] Ah! I give up... It seems like a curse that anyone who wishes for a slacker life in Isekai will have to go through the most troublesome things. In my past life, I died because of one rookie mistake but after being transmigrated in the world of fantasy I've gotten an opportunity to start afresh, but unlike the protagonists who look for their love and glory, I'd rather make money and live a life of a slacker. I have magic, I have power and I have money, what else do I need? Well, that was the plan but this damn system is getting on my nerves. I mean who in their sane mind would want to mess with the complicated royal family and political affairs? But that's not all though. I've also become the saviour of this world. Things just can't be anymore worse! Besides, the penalty of failing this quest is... [Failure: Destruction of the World.] It seems like if I screw up in selecting the right person then the destruction that is going to befall the world won't be stopped. If I speak of my reward then it's this vague thing. [Reward: Fulfillment of any wish.] "If that's the case then, I'd rather choose the person who would be the best fit for the throne." And that's how I decided that I would become the Kingmaker.
AnimeVerseGirl · 422.7k Views

The Little Man

Jack thought his life was simple enough: a steady job under Barksen, a promotion that promised stability, and a quiet existence with money tucked away for the future. He was lean, sharp-tongued, and bitterly amused by the world’s stupidity, but content to drift without risk. His friend Julias, however, was everything Jack was not—suave, powerful, and unnervingly smooth. A man whose presence filled rooms, whose silence carried weight, and whose eyes seemed to peel back the layers of anyone who dared meet them. What began as laughter over a ruined prom dress spirals into something darker. In Julias’s marble-floored apartment, amid biblical paintings and the scent of red wine, Jack is pressed into a conversation that feels less like banter and more like initiation. Julias speaks of predators, of power, of risks worth taking—and suddenly Jack finds himself confessing things he never meant to say. Words of ruin. Words of killing. The friendship between fire and water begins to shift into something more dangerous: a mentorship, a test, perhaps even a trap. Julias’s questions are not idle. His gaze is steel, his tone a blade, and his world is one where politics and ambition are war, where rivals are predators, and where survival demands ruthlessness. Jack, once a bitter but harmless cynic, is being drawn into a web of power, manipulation, and moral compromise. As Jack mentally tries to balance his dreams of law school and independence against Julias’s intoxicating vision of dominance, he must decide: is he content with a safe, early retirement, or will he risk everything for the promise of real power? And if he chooses the latter, will he still recognize himself—or will Julias’s world consume him entirely? But then— Jack ordinary life changed when he got stabbed by a seductress. "The Little Man" is a psychological thriller of ambition, friendship, and corruption. It explores the fragile line between loyalty and manipulation, the seduction of power, and the terrifying ease with which people can be coaxed into extraordinary darkness.
Twilight_Goodness · 11.7k Views