tragedy

Darius was dying. Amidst the smoking ruins of the Elysian Gardens, he stood alone, cornered by the relentless onslaught of the Five Fire Commanders and the infinite legions of the Dark Lux. His blue blood stained the earth, the light of his ancestral pendant flickered on the verge of extinction, and the holy blade—repelled by his vampiric nature—remained cold to his touch. The desperate screams of his lover, Elis, echoed through the carnage, a haunting melody to his impending defeat. But at the threshold of death, something ancient and primal stirred. The blood of the fallen—friend and foe alike—began to churn in a macabre vortex, igniting the forbidden Festival of Blood. The Beast within him finally broke its chains, seizing total control. As a cataclysmic surge of energy flooded his veins, Darius claimed the holy sword, binding it with his own cursed blood and reforging it into a shimmering weapon of absolute slaughter. His vengeance was swift. His retribution, total. In a blur of steel and shadow, the Five Fire Commanders—Seraphina, Arachne, Centurion, Aquila, and Scorpius—were decimated in mere heartbeats, swept away by a tidal wave of gore and the rending fury of his claws. Yet, his rage was not sated. Darius turned his wrath upon the Dark Lux legion, drowning them in a Tsunami Claw that left nothing but silence in its wake. But victory demanded a grim toll. Amongst the sea of corpses, the dark, guttural command of Azazel echoed in his mind: "Open the gate." As the spilled blood coalesced into a jagged, crimson portal, Darius—his soul now a hollow shell—stepped into the abyss, ignoring Elis's frantic pleas. He awoke on an island that looked like paradise: white sands, azure waters, and a sun that felt far too bright. His body was whole, his human form restored. But beneath the deceptive beauty of this silent world, a whisper greeted him: "Welcome to the Labyrinth of Death." One epic saga has ended, but a far more treacherous maze has only just begun.

On Earth-10, a world ten times larger than our own, survival is no longer guaranteed. Monsters pour from portals known as Dungeons, each one a domain of gods, horrors, and impossible power. Humanity’s only hope lies in the Awakened — chosen individuals who gain blessings and classes from the divine. Warriors, Mages, Priests, Assassins… all destined to grow, evolve, and one day become legends. But Ashura Bellet was not chosen. While his peers gained power and glory, Ashura was left with nothing — no blessing, no class, no future. Mocked by healers, nearly killed by a slime, burdened with his mother’s illness and the weight of supporting his younger sister, he lived as a mercenary scraping coin and bleeding in every raid. Weak, timid, and hesitant… until the day everything changed. A raid gone wrong. A dungeon no one had ever seen before. A place where purple lightning fell endlessly from the heavens, erasing even the strongest Awakened in an instant. Ashura should have died with the rest. Instead, the lightning struck him again and again — burning his body, breaking his mind — until it carved something new into his very soul. He awakened not to a blessing, but to something outside the system. An Unknown Class, forged by the storm itself. When Ashura emerged from the dungeon, he was no longer the timid mercenary everyone mocked. His hair turned white, his eyes burned with arrogance, and his body radiated the storm’s power. With a black blade in one hand and purple lightning crackling in the other, he had only one rule now: “I don’t underestimate. I don’t forgive. And I don’t stop.” Enemies see him as a monster. Allies see him as a madman who poses with no one watching, flexing his aura as though mocking the world itself. But behind the arrogance lies a ruthless killer, a cunning survivor, and a power that should never have existed. Because Ashura’s lightning isn’t from any god. It belongs to something older. Something forgotten. Something that wants him to burn the world.

When the power dies in Savannah, it doesn’t come back on—it wakes the dead. As the city collapses into chaos, the Leesburg family is ripped apart across multiple frontlines. Dr. Sharon Leesburg barricades herself inside a hospital wing overrun by violence, forced to make impossible triage decisions as patients turn into predators. Her husband, Dr. Ellis Leesburg—a top-clearance military neuroscientist stationed at Hunter Army Airfield—races to contain an outbreak he helped study, only to realize it has already breached the base. Their children are scattered through a city gone black. Six-year-old Ella Belle, the heart of the family, never makes it home from school. She vanishes somewhere between early dismissal and total collapse—leaving no answers, no trace, and no time. Justin Leesburg, 23, is forced into leadership on the streets, navigating back alleys and dead zones with dwindling supplies, a group of traumatized survivors, and the constant fear that every step away from home is a step farther from his missing sister. His younger sister Tally—reckless, volatile, and desperate to matter—keeps dragging danger toward them, mistaking noise for courage and control for heroism. Mari, Justin’s partner, is pushed past patience into brutal honesty. Kenzie, a quiet survivor carrying her dog and the memory of her family’s deaths, learns fast—because silence, not strength, keeps you alive. This is not a story about smart zombies or easy survival. The dead react to sound. The living react to fear. Every choice is loud. Every mistake echoes. And while the horde closes in from the outside, the real danger fractures the people still breathing—grief, guilt, rage, and the unbearable question haunting them all: Where is Ella Belle? Surviving Zombies is a visceral, character-driven apocalypse that strips away hero fantasies and replaces them with moral collapse, trauma, and the brutal truth of survival: you don’t just fight the end of the world—you fight each other, and yourself, while it’s happening.

In the bustling city of New York, Peter Parker, a brilliant but struggling student, grapples with the challenges of balancing his dual life as the friendly neighbourhood Spider-Man and a dedicated student. He strives to maintain normalcy as new threats emerge from the shadows, threatening to plunge the city into chaos. Will he also stand tall with Earth's greatest heroes the Avengers, as his planet continues to become under threat to alien invasions and villains planning to rule the world? Can Peter protect his loved ones? Can he maintain his relationships with friends, family and maintain a love life? Can he beat the villains that threaten him and the city? Or will he crumble and die trying? *Hello everyone the Author here. This is my first attempt at writing a novel so if its a bit stinky please understand and type your critiques in the comments so I can improve. There will probably be some breaks every now and then due to exams and planning out the future story/chapters. If I plan on stopping this series I will announce it, so unless I do that it just means something is currently going on. Thank you for listening to my rambling, I'll try my best to write a story you all enjoy and I wish you all an amazing day. Peace!* Bonus Chapters at: 10 Power Stones 30 Power Stones 60 Power Stones 100 Power Stones Part One: Battle For New York - 79 Chapters

Everyone knows the legend of Tsugikuni Yoriichi — the almost divine swordsman whose strength and solitude made him untouchable even among the Demon Slayers. A man who shone like the sun… yet whose fate was forever marked by tragedy. But what if his story had taken a different path? What if, like Tanjiro Kamado, he had a brother who became a good demon—and one final chance to fight not only against evil, but against destiny itself? Born into the Tsugikuni bloodline, Hiru was adopted as the third brother of the prodigious twins—Yoriichi and Michikatsu. Yet unlike them, his fate diverged into shadow and flame. Between humanity and demonhood, brotherhood and destiny, Hiru’s existence would become the unseen thread that rewrote the story of the Sun Breather himself.

Since he regained consciousness, Yōsen has been staying in a dilapidated house. Having lost his memory, he didn't know where to go, so he stayed here. One day A butterfly-like girl suddenly appeared in the soft moonlight, and Yōsen learned from her that he had become a ghost. The girl had a gentle smile on her face, but it didn't show in her eyes. She said she wanted to get along well with the ghost, but she stabbed Yōsen with her light knife. What Yōsen never expected was that in the near future, a girl named Shinobu Kocho would hold his face and look at him straight. "Yōsen-san, please stay with me forever!" .......... It was not until a long time later that Yōsen heard his own answer. "good" Titles: 鬼灭：开局被蝴蝶忍带回家 Author: 北苑by I decided to just upload the mtl result and editing it later.

Setsuna Shū is a magical girl with temporal magic that allows her to go back to the past whenever she performs a certain action. She works as a magical girl, hunting monsters and helping people… or at least, that’s what she lets everyone believe. In truth, she made a contract with a demon so she could return to the past and rewrite the future. Her real reason for turning back time is to save her “sister.” As a child, she had no parents, relatives, or friends. When she was finally adopted, her sister became her entire world — and for her sake, Setsuna wouldn’t hesitate to sacrifice the world itself. She gave up her original gender, her past “existence,” and even parts of her freedom in a demonic contract, all for the sake of saving her sister and taking revenge on the monsters that hurt her. But… is that really all there is to it? Or is Setsuna, in the end, partially responsible for everything that happened?

The world did not end with a single, catastrophic collapse. It ended because of something humanity created itself. In the era of Tyrak, a global system governed nearly every aspect of life. The world became stable, predictable, almost perfect—until one day, that order fractured. The sky split apart. The logic of reality lost its footing. Existence shattered into seven zones, giving birth to beings that failed to adapt to the world’s new laws. Amid the remnants of that ruin, a man awakens from cryostasis. He does not remember how the world ended. He does not know why he survived. His name is Kael Vieron—and his existence soon becomes an anomaly. Kael is cast into the realm of the Imperatrix—entities who rule over the structure of reality itself, far beyond the reach of human logic. A world that rejects most remnants of the old existence, yet inexplicably allows Kael to remain. As if his presence still holds a role yet unfinished. Then, a system appears—offering a way forward. It speaks of scattered fragments. Of a world that can be restored. Of choices that can still be made. But the further Kael moves forward, the clearer it becomes that this world is not merely broken—it is being guided. Every decision carries consequences that feel unnervingly precise. Every truth leaves behind a disturbing gap. In a world where reality can be rewritten, and salvation holds more than one meaning, Kael must confront a question no one ever taught him to answer: Is he truly choosing his own path—or merely walking along a road prepared long before he ever awakened? Because when the world stands on the brink of repetition, not every destruction is meant to be stopped. And not every savior comes to save.

Rejected by every platform, Alex Thorn hits rock bottom. ​His suicidal wish is answered by a cosmic entity named Anville. ​The deal? Go back four years, get a legendary novel planted in your mind, and gain a System that turns book contracts into superpowers. ​Now 16 again in 2022, Alex publishes the masterpiece "Chronos Imperium." ​With every contract he signs, he levels up. ​Wealth floods in. Reality-bending skills unlock. ​He’s armed with a Compulsion ability that can rewrite wills. ​His target? The entire industry that spurned him. ​Editors, rival authors, silent readers—they will all pay. ​In cash. In tears. In utter obedience. ​This is the ultimate power fantasy for the overlooked creative. ​If you've ever been rejected as an author or your contract was rejected, then this novel is for you!

when the three sun rise out from the endless horizon, instead of four. Xen take the resolve to protect his son under the five skys. Where he is the strongest person but not an immortal existence. While Xen was seeking for his dream, the dream that only he and one another person know about, under the heaven. And that person, who arrived on this world from nowhere and without clues. But Xen guessed that, he arrived on this world from future. While protecting his son, which was a gift from heaven, that he revived on the age of 17. He have to move forward as the strongest person, This story isn't about the journey to became the strongest, but the story after becoming the strongest. This story is about the journey of Xen, across the entire existence under the heaven.

Breaking News! All students and teachers across the country have vanished without a trace. For William, an ordinary high school freshman, today was supposed to be the start of his school life. Instead, he dies during the entrance ceremony. [You have died.] [Restarting from the checkpoint.] [Loading...] When a strange window appears before his eyes, William realizes he has been thrown into a ruthless survival game—one where death is only the beginning. The tutorial is only the first trial, and failure is not an option. What secrets does the window hide? And how long can William survive before uncovering the truth behind this deadly game?

Well Ahmed grows up in a city that smells of decay, trapped between a family incapable of loving him and a society that refuses to accept him. Burdened by his father’s shadow and his own sense of insignificance, he clings to a single dream: to become a writer, erase his name, and escape the life he was born into. But ambition alone has never saved anyone. On the morning of his first day at a new school, Well meets Aizak at a bus station—an older, reckless presence who offers him a lighter and, unknowingly, a path toward ruin. Through Aizak, Well is drawn into a circle that includes Rain and others who share the same hunger for meaning, recognition, and escape. As their lives intersect through classrooms, public transport, and moments of quiet and public collapse, the dream that binds them begins to rot. What promises freedom reveals itself as humiliation, fragmentation, and slow self-destruction. This is not a story about becoming someone. It is a story about what remains when the dream consumes everything else.

A thousand years ago, a Boy with a miraculous gift was born in a small village amongst the mountains. A thousand years later, some friends run into a brutal monster.

Reborn in Danmachi, as a werewolf cub in Telskyura, with foggy memories of this world and the inner workings of it. He has to be careful not to expose that he knows too much, for fear of earning the ire of the gods themselves. He uses this knowledge to survive Telskyura, earning a fear of the Amazonesses from his life there. And eventually sets out from Telskyura through some means which also cause a complete mental relapse into a child-like state, and is now on to Orario. Disclaimer: I do not own the Danmachi series, please support the official release!

Mainly involving around the Shainihebun, where everything is lead to betrayal and tragedy, Chiyo, a warrior that is known for her talent to create crystals out of nothing, lives a life of a prey and goes through consistent loss and self-guilt. The book is about Chiyo's self sacrifice to spread the Mythical Prisms, basically indulging deep into the origins of what went down millenias ago.

"Immortality? That can be lonely. And in the end, everyone will die. It doesn’t matter what you do to escape it—sooner or later, all shall taste death. It is already written; it’s only a matter of when and how. But glory… glory is the answer. Glory will outlive flesh and bones. Glory is what we should strive for, not immortality." ~~~~ Robin Burton was a young man who grew up with everything anyone could ever hope for: immense talent in cultivation, a sharp mind, and a wealthy family that would stop at nothing to protect and nurture him. He had everything—except the will to make use of it. "Why should I walk the same path as my ancestors? Why must I seek strength just to defeat one rival or compete with another? That is not what I was born for!" --- “…Heh\~” Robin let out a long sigh. “Pursuing power was never my goal. I left my family and secluded myself to escape those pointless struggles for authority. I wanted to explore the universe, and to explore myself first… yet time and again, I was dragged into devastating wars. I wanted to benefit people with my knowledge and immortalize my name, yet worlds fell and hundreds of billions died because of me. Ironic, hah?”

**WARNING** CONTAINS SCENES OF EXTREME PHYSICAL VIOLENCE AND SEVERE DISTRESSING PSYCHOLOGICAL TRAUMA● In the shadowed stillness of the room, she stood transfixed amidst the onslaught of memories of a father now gone. Her tears fell not with a cry, but traced a path down her cheeks in a heavy, stifled silence. As his tall shadow loomed upon the threshold, a faint tremor of dread and uncertainty coursed through her. He stepped inside, moving forward slowly, until he stood close before her. For a fleeting moment, her gazed locked with his—those wild eyes said to carry the scent of blood and the weight of a dark, haunted past. But behind that predatory gaze, another truth was beginning to reveal itself. His fingers, trembling with uncertain restraint, reached towards her face; a touch so delicate it seemed impossible that these hands had ever closed around the cold hilt of a sword. He gazed into the girl's light brown eyes but, he was not looking at her; instead, deep within her eyes, he was searching for someone else. Then with his gentle hands, brushed the tears from her cheeks. With a fevered longing, he pulled her against his chest, as if he were chaining her to his very soul; he then buried his face in her hair. With every breath, he drank in the scent of her. The girl, eyes wet and body rooted in place by fear, yet burning like a furnace from sheer embarrassment, heard the rapid thrumming of his heart against her ear—a beat whose rhythm, like the tender words of a mother, offered solace to a broken heart. Her fear dissolved in the face of the man’s pure and evident grief. She lifted her shaking hands, clutched at his clothes, and in that heavy silence, allowed herself to rest in the chill of the embrace of that dangerous man. This is his story, the man whose name was erased from the scrolls of history, yet whose shadow still haunts the veins of time…

https://www.royalroad.com/profile/814934 "I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com." In the tale of history and the shrouds of darkness, who was watching? Who was calling?  The Voices of the unseen watching from the rifts, awaiting their time of calamity. In the Shadow of the gods and monsters, nestled between nations lies a place not marked on any official map, A place known only to those who need it most. They call it the  House of Red-Hill. To the mundane, it's a charitable home for war orphans and lost children. A quiet estate just beyond the edge of the Nation of Aegis, run by a woman once hailed as the brightest mind, but Red-Hill is no sanctuary. beneath its warm halls and shared meals, the children are trained in silence, secrecy, and survival. They are taught not to pray but to act, to kill, to protect.  Each child is raised to not just face the monsters lurking in the shadows but to be bought, licensed, and employed by those afraid to rely on divine mercy alone.  Some call it salvation, Others call it exploitation. But to the children of Red-Hill, it's just home. And every night, when the rifts groan, they lie awake in their beds.... waiting for their next assignment.

Join my Discord: https://discord.gg/3BPyR2s2UH Erabareshimono, often called Mono by his friends, is a young warrior training in the dojo of Zen’i No Machi. He is originally guided by a wise but enigmatic Sensei. As new threats loom, Mono must rise above his limits and face adversaries stronger and more skilled than he ever imagined. With his friends by his side and the guidance of the ancient book, Mono strives to become the warrior he was destined to be, discovering the balance between mind, body, and the will to protect those in need.