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Illusive Eden - He Pretends He's the Hero

Neva and Rhett—two young souls—find their heartstrings woven in love. But just as passion and peace begin to bloom, fate intervenes. Bleak, haunting circumstances scatter blades across their romance, threatening to tear them apart. Ishmael—a man with a heart of thorns—yearns to mend the wound of losing Neva. And in the end, rays of love and joy filter through the clouds of horror that darken his world—as Neva appears before him once more. Twisted fate entangles them all, revealing the Game of Sphere, as misery scorches their souls. A concealed life beyond turns its pages—one after another—gathering sin and virtue, tragedy and fortune, strength and frailty, creation, love... and hate. Illusion is where we live—in the garden of Eden before the fall of man. Illusion is serenity—an evermore sanguine of love. The vision of paradise in the New Earth sows hope deep in the soul. The delusory pleasures of this world ignite the flames that burn in oceans of fire. Illusive Eden is rapture. Illusive Eden is tragedy. The fall of man—even now bleeds red. The whisper whirls the dawn of a man—he who pretends to be the hero. --- The girl who once vowed to be his forever Now forbids him to ever appear. She refuses to recognize him, Disregarding all he ever was. He vows to protect her. Yet he is the terrifying truth she prays is a lie. He trips her, rips her apart— He's the living tragedy looming over her life. He once was her Elayne, now her hiraeth. He is the villain—pretending to be the hero. --- The Lord is the way— Steady through the wilderness. The King is the truth— Burning through the lies. The Father is the life— Breathing spirit into dust. She kneels before the Ruler, The God who shaped galaxies— He has called her a poet. Her tongue shall be anointed. Her poetry shall be the rivers of His word. She will scatter seeds in broken fields, And He will send the sun. He will send the rain. He will draw the roots down deep. He yields to the Ruler, The God of blazing holiness— He has called him a soldier. His fists shall be unclenched. The sword of the Spirit rests in his grip. He will shield the sower of the seeds, As storms rise against the harvest. His strength will be not his own, But drawn from the marrow of grace. This faith shall shake the mountains, For He has conquered the filth of the flesh. This flame will cleanse the shadows. For He has defeated the darkness. This love shall live on for eternity, For He has overcome the mortal world.
NehaPriaa · 287.6k Views

Conjugal Carnage (What Would You Do If Your Wife Keeps Killing You?)

For twenty-year-old Liam, reality has always been a fragile concept. Diagnosed with severe dissociative schizophrenia, he has spent years tormented by a singular, terrifying delusion: the existence of the "Hollow Earth"—a mirror dimension layered directly atop our own, inhabited by malevolent entities that wear human skin. After a catastrophic breakdown leaves Liam in a catatonic state, bedridden and withering away in his room for weeks, the darkness finally swallows him whole. But when he opens his eyes, he hasn’t woken up in a hospital. The room is the same, yet the geometry is wrong. The shadows stretch too far. The air tastes of copper and rot. He is in the Hollow Earth. Standing at the foot of his bed is a vision of haunting beauty: a woman with cascading white hair and skin like polished porcelain, dressed in an intricate, Victorian-era nightgown. She doesn’t attack. She doesn't scream. Instead, she strokes his cheek with an ice-cold hand and whispers, "Welcome home, Husband." Now, Liam must navigate a nightmare where the laws of physics are broken and shadows have teeth. But his greatest danger isn’t the monsters roaming the gray streets outside—it is his "bride." Beneath her captivating face and doting affection lies a possessive, ancient hunger. Liam must discover if he has truly slipped into another dimension or if his mind has finally shattered completely—before the woman in white consumes what’s left of his soul.
Crimson_Count · 5.6k Views

Simultaneous Traversal: All Abyss Difficulty

Yujin and his countless clones have traveled through time! Talents, skills, and abilities are shared. But... why are they all starting out so disastrously? Naruto Yujin: I'm in the Uchiha clan, and there are only ten months left until the night of genocide. Pirate Yujin: I've been locked up in the Crimson Hell of Impel Down for seven years. Come on, brothers! Marvel Yujin: I don't know what I can do. I can only make sure I don't get arrested by the immigration authorities. Lord God Space Yujin: Once I've outlasted those breeding crews, I'll ask the Lord to restore me. Then I can start my big move! Wait for me! DC Yujin: God knows how I even live across from the Joker. The Arkham Asylum prison break is too difficult! Journey to the West Yujin: I just found out, and this place I'm staying in is called the Lion Country. Brothers, see you in the next life... Dragon Ball Yujin: Good news, I'm in the Goku era. Bad news, I can't even defeat the audience at the World Martial Arts Tournament. Master Roshi wouldn't even look at me. ... Years later, someone commented on Yujin. "His journey has been filled with blood and tears... He is bound to hate evil with all his might!" **** Support me on my ko-fi account and read upto 15 early chapters, https://ko-fi.com/aayume ***** This is a translation. 同时穿越:全是深渊难度 ***** Please subscribe to my Youtube Channel and support me, https://www.youtube.com/@OtakuFictionTales/shorts ****** Join Me on Discord : https://discord.com/invite/cnnMq3te
AayuMe · 261.1k Views