tragedy

"Tellus has fallen. Please live. However you can." Those were the last words of Hammond — Crown Prince Adler's only remaining brother — before an explosion ended the transmission forever. Standing on the command deck of a fleet once two thousand ships strong, Adler watches the fall of something no battle plan was ever written to survive: not an army, not a planet — but the twenty-millennium civilization he was born to protect. The Imperium Telluris is gone. And what remains of its Crown Prince is a man who no longer knows what he is protecting — or why. What is a prince without an empire? What is a soldier without a war worth surviving? Warmth Misplaced Among Iron is a story of collapse and what still burns in the wreckage — of two women who refuse to let a prince extinguish himself, and of a man who slowly learns that surviving and truly living are two very different things.

Xu Yang should have died. Instead, he awakened inside a book he once read trapped in a cultivation world ruled by ruthless Heaven and merciless laws. His new identity? A Cat Demon. Granted nine lives, each bound to a cruel condition: death is mandatory. Every life is a cycle. Every death pushes him deeper into the story he never finished. As righteous sects hunt demons and fate tightens its grip, Xu Yang must survive a world that sees him as prey and a Heaven that demands his obedience. But destiny makes mistakes. Somewhere in this world stands a man who was never meant to care for demons, never meant to defy Heaven, and never meant to fall in love. In a story where death is guaranteed, what happens when love becomes the variable Heaven cannot control? First time writing fantasy story! Hope you enjoy:)

Dying of overwork as a corporate slave is a tragedy. But waking up and having to throw hands as a sperm cell just to get reincarnated? That’s an insane joke from the universe.

Prince Devin Trangdar had it all: a loving family, a kingdom, and a lethal secret. He carried the "Holy Gene"—a miraculous anomaly that painted a target on his back. On his eighteenth birthday, the dark nation of Cypris unleashed their venom-infused beasts. His home burned. His family was slaughtered or chained. Devin’s own chest was ripped open, and he died cursing the heavens. But death was just a detour. He wakes in a blinding white realm, face-to-face with a God he utterly despises. There is no peace waiting for him. Instead, this cruel deity offers a twisted gift purely for His own entertainment: the power of "Soul Swap." Cast back into the mortal realm, Devin is doomed to wander from flesh to flesh. He died a prince. Now, he resurrects as a parasite, forced to wear the skins of the very monsters that destroyed his life. God is watching, and vengeance is His new favorite show.

Every fairy tale has a cost. Hers was everything. ​Blake Anderson was never meant to be a trophy. Born into a life of stifling expectations, she was a prisoner of her parents' ambition long before she ever set foot in the glittering, smoke-filled clubs of the city. But the night she met Elliot, the darkness finally took a face and it was devastatingly beautiful. ​A billionaire prince of a criminal empire, Elliot offered her a world of intoxicating indulgence, whisking her away from her hollow life with the promise of a future paved in wealth. Blinded by the intoxicating pull of first love, Blake willingly walked into his arms, unaware that his affection was merely a tether, and his generosity was a down payment on her life. ​Her transition into his world was swift and suffocating. Behind the heavy, iron-wrought gates of his estate, the luxury turned to lead. Her voice was silenced, her movements tracked, and her agency stripped away until she was nothing more than a ghost haunting her own life. As Elliot’s true nature uncoiled revealing a cruelty as cold as his wealth, Blake found herself trapped in a gilded labyrinth where the exits were bolted shut and the walls were built by the people she once called family. ​Then came the day she was discarded left to wither in the cold, unfeeling dark, a casualty of a power game she never chose to play. But they made a fatal mistake: they left her alive. ​Now, the woman who was once molded into submission has been forged into something much more dangerous. Resurrected from the wreckage of her own life, Blake is no longer the girl who dreamt of models and med school. She is the shadow in the room, the whisper in the night, and the architect of a slow, exquisite retribution. ​The debt is overdue. The players have been set. And as the empire of gold begins to bleed, Blake will ensure that when the dust settles, there is nothing left to bury. ​In this game of vengeance, mercy is a luxury she can no longer afford.

Kapala Offering Beneath the snow mountain, there is a door. Outside the door—people.Inside the door—sin. Baima waits for a flower. Three hundred years.Danzeng walks the snow. One step at a time. Behind the door, something wakes.No name.Remembers three thousand seven hundred deaths. It says:“I am not him.” A pause. “I am his sin.” — It kneels.It has always been kneeling. Until one day—someone stops outside the door. That person says: “I’m here.” — No revenge.No right or wrong. Only one thing— waiting.

Seo Jein was a perfectly normal 23-year-old man, he lived his life and was reading a novel called The Hope For A Better World (THFABW) since he was 17 years old and now, He is in this world and will change the destiny of this world.

In a world where your worth is measured by dimensions, Kaelen is a Zero-Zone scavenger who owns nothing. After a brutal betrayal, he awakens the "Poverty Escape System"—a forbidden 10th-Dimensional protocol. This system turns his absolute poverty into raw power. To save his dying sister and destroy the corrupt Merchant-Kings, Kaelen must rise from the dirt to become the ultimate Sovereign. A rags-to-riches story with a dark, high-tech twist.

The Dark Reflection is a gothic psychological story told in the haunting first-person voice of Kim Hana, a 20-year-old college student whose ordinary life conceals deep emotional fractures. When her reflection becomes a source of confrontation rather than comfort, Hana is forced to face suppressed trauma, identity loss, and an inner presence that mirrors her deepest fears. Blending poetic language with suspense and emotional intensity, the story explores the horror of self-awareness and the thin line between reality and reflection.

Aita is a boy who doesn't get friends, despite being in secondary school for 1 year now, he’s in second form, and yet, no classmate knows him well… at all… Not even his full name… But one morning, Aita, out of excitement, unusually screamed “Namati”, it’s unusual for a person like him. Because he barely speaks, and his voice is barely louder than a whisper But back to the topic, it is supposed to be an embarrassing moment to happen despite being alone, but who knows? Someone might listen, it’s school after all… But also it can be heard as “Nak Mati” which means want to die in malays, And… that’s why… after Kayo, the class president accidentally heard it, his not soft one voice… she quickly take action, inviting her friend, wanting to make sure Aita be a happy boy Well… Aita was confused, but grateful at the same time, at least he got some friends!

Trigger Warning: This story contains strong emotions, terminal illness, betrayal, and mature themes. Read at your own comfort. Minato thought marriage meant love, trust, and a future together. But just two weeks after his wedding, his world collapsed. Diagnosed with stage V pancreatic cancer, he is given only three months to live. Shocked and terrified, he hides his illness from his husband—determined to protect him from the pain of knowing the truth. But the day Minato returns home from the hospital, he finds his husband in their house… with another man. “Lion… who is he?” “He’s my lover,” his husband replies without guilt. “He’ll be living here from now on.” Broken. Betrayed. Dying. Minato has no tears left. With death slowly approaching and his heart completely destroyed, he makes a final decision: If love ends like this… then I will leave this world without anyone knowing my pain. But fate has other plans—because when he tries to disappear quietly, someone unexpected reaches for him. Even if his heart is broken… will someone still choose to love him before the end? Or will his last date truly be his final goodbye?

Before the Flame was named. Before the Breath was crowned. Before the world learned to fear them. There was a forest. There was a mountain. There was a child born beneath watching skies. In this origin story of The Living Scripture, we return to the beginning, to the births of Max and Seth, when creation itself responded and no one yet understood why. Andrea and Bianca always knew their children were different. Wolves gathered without threat. The sea stilled in reverence. The air shifted as though Heaven leaned closer. Yet knowing a child is special is not the same as knowing what that means. As whispers of awakened children begin to spread, a grieving father builds a sect driven by obsession and revenge. Danger moves closer to home. Trust fractures. Protection becomes strategy. Innocence is forced to stand where it was never meant to. Before she becomes leader. Before he earns his divinity. Before the sects divide the world. They were only children. Before The Throne reveals how the Flame and Breath first entered the world, and how love, loss, and sacrifice shaped what they would one day become.

Cecilus Crow, a branched descendant of the king of Ascension, get's caught up in the political struggles of his father as he struggles to pursue his own goals. Follow the journey of a young boy learning about his own true nature and the intricate plans he has caught himself in as he grows up and finds out more about the world.

The Kruul King burns the world to ash, and his Archons leave nothing but poisoned earth in their wake. To stop the slaughter, three desperate heroes must journey into the Shadowfern—lands where the ground itself decays beneath your boots and reality frays at the edges. They need a guide who knows the poisoned paths. They find him in Snowdrift: Thal, a giant of few words who has walked these lands longer than memory serves. But the only road to the Shadowfern runs through the Empyrean Spine—mountains forged from ancient sacrifice, where dragon-magic still lingers and the fog forces travelers to confront what they've buried deepest. Nyra carries an axe forged from grief and a rage that has never cooled. Luken wields power he doesn't fully understand, magic that answers to something darker than his will. Valen fights with the desperation of a man who has already lost everything once. Together, they follow a legend who may be their only hope—or the catalyst for something far worse. Because some oaths were never meant to be broken. Some doors were never meant to be opened. And in the spaces between worlds, ancient forces are stirring that make the Kruul King look like a passing shadow. Some journeys don't end in glory. They end in sacrifice. This one ends in blood.

Every life, every death, every heartbeat. Sira and Tharn are bound by a love that refuses to fade. Reincarnated across centuries, their souls are drawn to each other, yet tragedy tears them apart. In this lifetime, Sira carries fragmented memories of the past, nightmares that whisper of a love he cannot fully remember. Tharn, unaware of their shared history, is charming, daring, and dangerously captivating, the one man Sira cannot resist, yet must protect. When a shadowy force threatens to end Tharn’s life before he reaches twenty-five, Sira must confront his fears, uncover the truths buried in his memories, and fight to break the cycle of death and rebirth. Between stolen glances, lingering touches, and the unspoken pull of fate. Can love survive when the past refuses to stay buried? Or will their hearts be doomed to repeat the same tragedy, lifetime after lifetime?

Being born into a wealthy family was not a blessing for Keita Kagayama. Rather, it was a curse that forced him to live in constant, overwhelming boredom. At least, that was how it used to be, because now, by some miracle, he was able to enter his own novel when he got into an accident. 'Is this a blessing? From any angle I look at it, this is a blessing. What percentage of people can enter their own novel? Almost zero, or maybe I'm the only one who can. Of course, that's because I was chosen for this.' Feeling superior with his status as the Author, Keita intends to take all the rights of the Protagonist/Antagonist of his novel to strengthen himself so he can rule that Fantasy world for his own satisfaction. But what Keita doesn't know is that this world no longer belongs to him, and the Author status is no longer relevant...

In a world where society decides what kind of love is acceptable, two souls dare to love beyond its rules. Lira, a gentle and compassionate girl, and Asha, a fearless and rebellious woman, fall deeply in love in a quiet village ruled by a strict religious sect. Their love is pure and sincere, yet the people around them call it a sin. When their relationship is discovered, the sect hunts them down and brutally kills them, believing they have erased a forbidden bond. But love cannot be destroyed so easily. Years later, their souls are reborn in another world filled with magic, kingdoms, and warriors. Asha is reborn as a boy named Arlen, while Lira is reborn as a girl named Mira. Neither remembers their past life, yet an unexplainable feeling of familiarity pulls them toward each other. As fate brings them together once again, love slowly begins to grow between them. But destiny repeats its cruelty. The same sect exists in this new world, and when they discover Mira’s love, they execute her once again. At that moment, Arlen remembers everything. The memories of both lives, the love he lost twice, and the hatred that destroyed it all. Broken by grief and rage, Arlen abandons his humanity and becomes the Undead King, a cursed being who cannot die. Consumed by pain, he begins destroying the world that stole his love. Years later, two young heroes rise to stop the Undead King and save humanity. But behind the terrifying monster they face is only a broken soul who once loved too deeply. In the end, Arlen realizes that revenge has turned him into the same monster that destroyed his happiness. Accepting his fate, he allows himself to be killed by a girl whose face reminds him of the one he loved. Beyond death, in a quiet world untouched by hatred, two souls finally meet again. This time, no one stands between them.

They threw him into the dark to feed a slumbering god. They didn't know the god was starving—and that the boy was hungrier. For millennia, the Blood Lotus Sect has sacrificed its weakest to the Abyssal Pit. But when a hollow, nameless boy is tossed into the void, the dying god below doesn't consume him. Instead, the ancient horror becomes his parasite. Climbing out of the abyss in the stolen skin of a murdered disciple named Dver, the boy infiltrates the sect. The arrogant elders and young masters think he's just bottom-tier trash. They don't realize he's an apex predator whose cultivation requires him to devour theirs. As Dver turns the deadly sect into his hunting ground, the flawless Saintess tries to save him—unaware he only plans to deliciously corrupt her. A grand sacrifice is approaching, but the elders have no idea the abyss is already walking among them, smiling, and waiting to swallow them whole.

"मृत्योर्मा अमृतात्गमय।" (Lead me from death to immortality.) For centuries, men have chanted the Mahamrityunjaya Mantra, begging Lord Shiva for victory over death. They believe immortality is a blessing. They are wrong. In the dark underbelly of Delhi, a serial killer is performing the impossible. He is murdering people exactly as predicted in the ancient Vedas, leaving behind crime scenes that defy logic and forensic science. Each body is a verse. Each drop of blood is a star in a constellation of horror. Enter Aditya, a forensic genius who trusts only what he can cut open, and Rudra, an encounter specialist who trusts only his gun. Bound by a brotherhood thicker than blood, they are the only ones who can stop the slaughter. But this is not a story about catching a killer. It is a story about the cost of a secret. As the bodies pile up, the line between the hunter and the hunted blurs. The killer knows them. He knows their past. He knows the sin they buried ten years ago. He isn't just killing victims; he is dismantling their souls, piece by piece. When the final body falls, the truth will be more terrifying than the murder itself. The killer is not a stranger. He is the consequence of their own past. What happens when the only way to win... is to destroy the one person you love the most? A story of a father's grief, a brother's betrayal, and a love that dies before it can breathe. A twisted game where the prize is death, and the price is your soul. Victory over death is a curse. And the bill has come due.

Sagiri was never meant to exist. After his entire clan was wiped out he is the only surviving member and the last keeper yet he doesn't remember. Raised in secrecy and sent to Galka War Academy, he survives among boys trained to kill, endure, and obey. While others rely on strength and discipline, Sagiri carries something older. an echo that sharpens his senses, bends his body, and slowly erodes his humanity. The Echo is the legacy of the N’garu, a legendary clan erased from the world in a single night. They were warriors who could slip between moments, speak to the shadows of the past, and reshape fate with a thought. Their extinction was celebrated across the tribes. Their return is feared more than war. Sagiri carries the last spark of their power. A whispering presence tied to his heartbeat. A force that chooses its own master. But when he crosses paths with Lira, a girl unknowingly created to kill him, the Echo reacts violently breaking the barrier meant to forget and he remembers. Visions flood his mind. Forgotten beings turn their eyes. And the world begins to shift around him. The South wants to crown him. The North wants to erase him. The Echo within him wants something else entirely. And it has finally awakened. https://discord.gg/gMa9tend