tragedy

“You want strength? Real strength? Sit down. Shut up. Don’t move.” In a world where the mightiest fighters shatter mountains, raze cities with one blow, and, at their peak, wield power to erase nations, the greatest are called Martial Gods. They are monsters in human form, living centuries, shaping continents with their will. Alexander will become one. No prophecy chooses him. No system empowers him. No heavens favor him. He has only raw, monstrous talent, an unyielding will, and a hunger that consumes all obstacles. He seeks the harshest training—the kind that breaks bodies, shatters minds, crushes spirits. He finds it in a crumbling dojo, lost to the world, ruled by a bitter old man who forged an art he calls Beyonider. The world mocks it. They call it folly. It is anything but. The first lesson is not power. Not speed. Not glory. It is silence. Stillness. Suffering. Training so brutal, so strange, that hardened fighters flee in a day. Alexander stays. He endures. He adapts. He transforms. Motionless meditation becomes monstrous. His reflexes outstrip humanity. His strikes hit before foes move. His mind turns stillness into deadly precision, chaos into control, weakness into unstoppable force. This is merely the dawn. His path leads to the ranks of the Martial Gods—or the graveyard of those who dared the climb. Stillness kills. Alexander will prove it to the world.

“You want strength? Real strength? Sit down. Shut up. Don’t move.” In a world where the mightiest fighters shatter mountains, raze cities with one blow, and, at their peak, wield power to erase nations, the greatest are called Martial Gods. They are monsters in human form, living centuries, shaping continents with their will. Alexander will become one. No prophecy chooses him. No system empowers him. No heavens favor him. He has only raw, monstrous talent, an unyielding will, and a hunger that consumes all obstacles. He seeks the harshest training—the kind that breaks bodies, shatters minds, crushes spirits. He finds it in a crumbling dojo, lost to the world, ruled by a bitter old man who forged an art he calls Beyonider. The world mocks it. They call it folly. It is anything but. The first lesson is not power. Not speed. Not glory. It is silence. Stillness. Suffering. Training so brutal, so strange, that hardened fighters flee in a day. Alexander stays. He endures. He adapts. He transforms. Motionless meditation becomes monstrous. His reflexes outstrip humanity. His strikes hit before foes move. His mind turns stillness into deadly precision, chaos into control, weakness into unstoppable force. This is merely the dawn. His path leads to the ranks of the Martial Gods—or the graveyard of those who dared the climb. Stillness kills. Alexander will prove it to the world.

A dark, spicy fantasy about a blind girl with glowing eyes, a cursed bloodline, and a mouthy creature who can't stop flirting with her. Together with a violent porcelain doll and a reformed Grim Reaper, she must navigate a haunted forest of forgotten souls, confront the twisted entity feeding on grief-and somehow not fall in love with the chaos. QUICK PEAK: "Don't move," Antic said, voice low. Pecola froze mid-step. "Why?" "Because," he whispered, eyes locked on her, "if you take one more step in that dress, I might combust." She tilted her head, blank as always. "Combust?" He nodded, nose already bleeding. "Tragically. Violently. With a little sparkle." A beat. Her lip twitched. "You're disgusting." "I'm aware," he said, wiping his face with the back of his hand, "but I'm also charming. And very, very emotionally unstable. So please, keep talking." A ghost screamed in the distance. Neither of them looked.

Love is like a wound at first. Tender. Bleeding. Almost beautiful. But the longer it’s open, the deeper it carves. Until it’s all you are—skin, nerves, obsession. Too late for me. She’s already under mine. They said I was dangerous. Violent. That I craved control. That I liked watching men beg. Maybe I did. But I never touched her like that. Not until she begged me to. They dragged me from our home. Said she needed saving. Said I was the threat. But they don’t see her the way I do. How she watches me from the dark. How she smiles when I break. Now they keep me locked away, stitched in white walls and silence. But I hear her at night. Her voice in the vents. Her breath behind the mirrors. She’s coming back for me. And when she does, I’ll burn this place down. Because love like this doesn’t die. It devours. Discord channel: https://discord.gg/HaY42x5g

Dream returns to the Dream SMP after the end, coming back from Limbo to right his wrongs. But can Dream beat Dream? And can he resist trying to take over again? Or will there be two Nightmares in the end? {Warning: This contains spoilers for the plot of the Dream SMP. It is recommended to know the storyline before reading this.} {Disclaimer: This is a fictitious work based on the Dream SMP, and is not a part of the canon lore of the Dream SMP. Please do not take it as canon.}

In countless timelines where he protected them and saved the world, Li Mo willingly chose to sacrifice himself. What remained were the heroines, filled with regret and self-doubt. Over long stretches of time, that sense of regret and pain twisted and warped, ultimately giving rise to incomprehensible horrors. Love permeates the entire world, with a bizarre Kiana Kaslana calling out and begging for affection... Raiden Mei, torn to pieces, and Bronya Zaychik, "merged" with her Project Bunny. A deserted St. Freya Academy is filled with a chilling atmosphere. Faces as pale as paper, limbs cold and stiff, mechanical movements... The only thing that remains is the drawn-out echo— "I love you...I love you...I love you..."

A man find himself reincarnated in a special universe. A chance at a new life, will he be lucky in this one ?

There's a knight who serves the crown prince with unmatched devotion, moving silently in his shadows. Bound by fierce loyalty and driven by a secret obsession, this guardian protects the prince from dangers both seen and unseen. But in a court rife with whispers and betrayal, the greatest threat may not be the enemies at the gates_ but the secrets buried beneath lies. When the line between loyalty and sacrifice blurs, who will survive when the loyal hound's true nature finally comes to light? Content Note: This series contains themes of psychological manipulation, class-based cruelty, emotional trauma, and depictions of violence. Reader discretion is advised.

Gregori Hastur was a happy man. His wife and his little bundle of joy Annie were all that he needed. But strange incidents and tragedy strike. And so begins his journey to find his daughter while also raising another in the process. Runeterra is dangerous and he? He is even more so. This story is Arcane adjacent. So if you have seen the show you can just pick it up and not worry about anything. The characters don't go to Piltover or Zaun until half the story is complete.

Madness is like a whisper at first. Soft. Harmless. Almost comforting. But the longer you listen, the louder it becomes. Until it’s screaming—and there’s no turning it off. Too late for me. It’s already inside. They said I was unstable. Delusional. That I imagined the blood. The mirrors. The things crawling behind the walls. But I know what I saw. They put me in here to silence me. To “treat” me. But this place—this asylum—it’s the real madness. The hallways shift. The clocks tick backward. And the patients… they aren't human anymore. What is this place? ...and who was I before I forgot? Discord channel: https://discord.gg/YPak2qGN

Key berada dalam ruangan gelap, pandangan tertuju pada satu satunya penerangan disana. Dalam kebingungan ia merindu akan cahaya tangannya terulur mencoba menggapai hingga sesaat, dalam kedipan mata ia dihadapkan dinding dipenuhi aksara kuno yang didalamnya terlihat sosok ular melingkar "ouroboros" Kejutan terlihat saat key bergumam. Mengejutkannya saat dia terbersit kata tersebut tanpa ia pernah tahu "apa itu kenapa aku... " Yah key mengenal sosok ouroboros tanpa tahu bagaimana ia bisa mengetahuinya. Setelahnya sosok di dinding menggeliat dan menerkam ke arah lehernya melilit dan memangsanya dari kepala. Dimulai dari mimpi aneh tersebut kehidupannya dipenuhi oleh mimpi mimpi tak wajar, pernah dia menggenggam sebuah baja dingin dengan laras silinder, terkadang ia berada di koloseum dipaksa bertarung,kadang ia terbangun di bawah pohon maple yang tengah berguguran. Persaan takut muncul disertai pertanyaan mengapa. Ia takut akan mimpinya, ia takut dengan perasaannya sendiri saat dihadapkan penderitaan, kematian, pengkhianatan dan yang paling ditakutkan dari mimpinya adalah ketakutan akan dirinya sendiri.

In the endless crimson haze of the Equinox battlefield, Dan Kyroin, the one branded as the worst villain of humanity fell under the combined might of myriads of masters. Yet, his story did not end there. Awakening on Sol-III, a world ravaged by disasters and shaped by relentless chaos, Dan steps into an era of continuous transformation. The Lament—a catastrophic force that bends the laws of existence—has torn apart the old world, leaving humanity to struggle within its warped reality. But Kyorin is no ordinary wanderer. Beneath his aloof, unassuming gaze lies the power of martial mastery, honed to perfection in countless battles. And something... Mystical in the grand scheme of existence. On this shattered earth, where disasters echo through the heavens and the waves of destruction never cease, he proclaims. “To conquer the heavens, one must rise above the world itself. I will not just survive—I will ascend.” As ancient forces awaken and the tolling of the Lament grows ever louder, the question arises: Will Dan Kyroin be able to rise above all, ascending into a god? Or perhaps, it's something never meant to be.

Sun City, once the heart of the greatest kingdom, burns under the hand of a masked villain. The man behind the silver mask — once known as Jaren — was betrayed by the very empire he served. Now, he brings ruin to the land that cast him aside. As the city falls, young Prince Aron escapes with nothing but his will to survive. Hunted, broken, and alone, he swears to one day tear the Puppet Master’s mask from his face. But in this game of shadows, who is the puppet — and who is the master?

In a world shaped by pure imagination, those who visualize can bend reality. But only the rare Blanks wield Concepts—raw truths too powerful for ordinary minds to grasp. Alex wakes up with no name, no past—only one thing carved into his soul: the Concept of Zero. Thrown into a crumbling world of hidden powers, shifting alliances, and ancient wars buried by time, Alex must uncover many mysteries. ————————— Cover art by: QluakelR

In a world ruled by Fate Scripts — living storylines that turn chosen students into heroes, villains, or corpses — Asmo is no one. Not a Chosen One. Not a main character. Not even a side role. But when he accidentally glimpses the final chapter of the world, he sees the truth: They all die. Every hero. Every kingdom. Every soul. Devoured by something that the script has no answer for. Unless… Unless someone writes one. Now, Asmo fakes his way into the academy meant only for Chosen. He builds a secret organization of forgotten students, failed side characters, discarded "villains" — and begins rewriting the narrative from the shadows. To the world, he's a cruel, untouchable mastermind — a cold villain who crushes students and plays games with fate. To his enemies, he's untouchable. To the heroes, he's a test. To those he saved, he's a ghost in the credits. But only Asmo knows the cost of staying ahead of the script: Every twist he writes comes with a price. Every victory for them… is a wound for him. And when the final boss arrives, they’ll have to kill him to win. Just like he planned.

Dracule Marya Zaleska has always lived in the shadow of her father, Dracule Mihawk, the world’s greatest swordsman. But Marya is no ordinary heir to a legendary name. Gifted with the enigmatic Oni-Oni no Mi (Mist-Mist Fruit), she wields the power to summon spectral apparitions and manipulate the veil between the living and the dead. Yet, this power is both a blessing and a curse, as it binds her to a destiny she does not yet understand. Determined to escape her father’s towering legacy, Marya sets out on a journey to uncover the truth about her mother, a woman shrouded in mystery who sacrificed herself to protect a secret so profound it could shake the foundations of the world. Along the way, Marya discovers fragments of her mother’s past—clues that lead her to ancient ruins, forgotten battles, and a conspiracy that ties her family to the origins of the Devil Fruits themselves. As Marya delves deeper into the mysteries of her lineage, she navigates treacherous seas, faces off against ruthless enemies, and uncovers the truth about the Mist-Mist Fruit’s dark origins. But the closer Marya gets to the truth, the more she realizes that her parents’ sacrifices were not just for her sake—they were to protect the world from a looming catastrophe. As the line between ally and enemy blurs, Marya must confront the darkness within herself and decide whether to embrace her Mist-Mist powers or reject them to forge her own path. "Dracule Marya Zaleska: Oni Phantom - Devil Fruit Origins" is a tale of legacy, sacrifice, and self-discovery. In a world where the past and present collide, Marya’s journey will reveal the secrets her parents died to protect and challenge her to rise above the shadows of her name to become a legend in her own right. Will she uncover the truth in time to save the world, or will the weight of her legacy consume her?

Just a 17 year old homeless girl who gets given a pendant necklace as a birthday present, she gets attacked and somehow end up in a whole different world then she grew up in what will she do how will she survive join Roza on her journey to discover who she really is.

"All untainted paths lead to the one truth." — A kind man named Malik died a ridiculous death. His soul was ripped out of the flow and shoved into the body of some cliché "Villain" in a faraway land... One that had already reached the end of their story. He had ten days before his public execution concluded. This Villain—well, Malik—used to be a Beggar. One that grew into a Magi, then a Seeker, then a Professor, and then... A Sultan. The one ruler of the entire world. Now? He was stuck facing the very people he loved, ready to pay for all the “evil” he had done. Fate seemed hellbent on ending him no matter where he went. But just as he was about to give up... {Would you like to witness your real history, your Path?} A Script appeared before his mind’s eye. {Would you like to make it past your Promised Day?} {Would you like to become a True King?} {If so, repeat after me…} It gave him one word—ancient, powerful, and clear. “BASSORĀH!” Many paths came together. Then, a projection appeared. And it began to display... his memories? — This is a story about suffering. Regret. Anger. And forgiveness. {Volume One, Remember Me: Complete} {Volume Two, For Whom The Bell Tolls: Complete} {Volume Three, When the Sparrow Falls: Complete} {Volume Four, I Saw A Dream: Complete} {Volume Five, Second Sun: Complete} {Volume Six, The Deprived Movement: Ongoing} Extra Tags: Drama. Reaction. Misunderstanding. Transmigration. Time Travel. Uncringed Title: I Won't Forgive You.

A mysterious VR game company has unleashed a revolutionary MMORPG: Ascension of Souls, a game so advanced it threatens to blur the line between reality and fiction. Marketed as a groundbreaking innovation, it promised to change the world. But for Leo, it is far more than just a game. It is the only thing standing between him and death. Thrown into an expansive, ever-shifting world, Leo fights alongside a growing circle of powerful allies. Each carries their own ambitions, rivalries, and hidden pasts. Together, they form bonds forged through battle, hardship, and the fragile moments of peace between. Like them, Leo can level up, grow stronger, and carve his path through a world where strength decides everything. But unlike anyone else, he possesses a pair of mysterious bracelets, a power tied to him alone, unlocking fragmented memories of a past he does not remember. As whispers of forgotten legends surface and unseen forces manipulate the game from behind the curtain, Leo begins to understand that survival is not just about getting stronger. It is about unraveling a truth buried deep within the game itself. Uncovering that truth comes at a cost, one that may change everything he thought he knew, even life itself. [Author Notice] Thank you for taking the time to read my Synopsis (and hopefully my chapters). Here is where you will find the conditions for me to release bonus chapters. +50 Collections = +1 Bonus Chapter +50 Powerstones = +1 Bonus Chapter +5 New Detailed Reviews* = +1 Bonus Chapter +10 meaningful comments*= +1 Bonus Chapter +100 WinWin Chapters = +1 Bonus Chapter +5 Golden Tickets = +3 Bonus Chapters Gifts will be 1 chapter for every 500 Coins Spent (For now.) These will be tallied weekly and then posted by the end of the month *= Pls update and spam comments will not be counted. I want to hear what you guys genuinely think.