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Nature-Man the protector of nature like a son

NATURE-MAN: When the forest chooses a boy… the world must face the consequences. Mokshit is an ordinary student with an extraordinary fate he never asked for. After a mysterious incident deep within a dying forest, Mokshit awakens with impossible abilities—plants respond to his emotions, nature bends to his will, and an ancient power begins to stir inside him. What starts as a miracle quickly becomes a curse as corruption spreads, secret orders emerge, and the earth itself begins to tremble. Hunted by the Celestial Order, manipulated by a power-hungry man named Nirmul, and haunted by a truth even nature tried to hide, Mokshit discovers he is not just a chosen guardian—he is a Hybrid, born from two opposing forces: creation and destruction. As an ancient world-ending entity known as the Devourer Tree awakens, Mokshit is forced to fight battles far beyond his strength. With his closest friends Meera, Rohan, and Nikhil standing beside him, and love becoming both his anchor and his weakness, Mokshit must make an impossible choice: Save the world… or save the person he loves. In a final act of sacrifice, Mokshit destroys the Devourer—but loses everything he was meant to become. His powers vanish. The forest falls silent. And yet… the corruption is not truly gone. Now powerless, hunted, and carrying the weight of a broken prophecy, Mokshit must learn who he is without the forest—while the world prepares for the return of something far darker. Nature-Man is an emotional, anime-inspired fantasy about identity, sacrifice, love, and the terrifying cost of being chosen. The forest never forgets. And destiny is never finished.
kal_krish · 17.2k Views

Blood Water Life

Knowledge is power. Dark magic is forbidden… yet it whispers your name. Every child who grows weary of the ordinary eventually hears the call—an invitation from something greater, ancient, and hungry. Those who answer awaken within the Academy’s walls, willing or not. Here, magic isn’t learned. It is survived. The corridors are carved with failure. Echoes of those who believed talent alone was enough. Graduation isn’t expected. It is a rarity—an honor won through suffering. Most students shatter. Many disappear. And some… die screaming. Do not expect mercy. The instructors will not save you. The Academy gives only fragments—ruined texts, volatile spells, and secrets better left buried. Everything else must be taken with blood, cunning, and a mind unbreakable enough to resist madness. You will enter these gates as nothing more than a fragile human. You will walk through fire, deception, monsters, and the intoxicating pull of forbidden power. And when you leave—if you leave—you will never be ordinary again. Your path will be carved by your own hands. Will you rise as a revered Legend? Ascend as a feared God? Or fall into the abyss as a Demon unmatched and unforgiven? Welcome to the Academy. The horrors inside these walls are nothing compared to what waits beyond them. Survive… or be erased. When water runs dry, blood becomes the only currency. Thank you so much for supporting me on my journey forward. For anyone who has read some of this book it has been taken down and re uploaded after editing since at first it was just my relax book that I wasn’t going to finish anytime soon but I’ve developed a bond with the characters so it will be longer story now. chapters are shorter so they might come out faster. Discord - https://discord.gg/Z26MQ6wGM9 NIGHTFALL. join and fool around with me it’s a new server so it’s lonely. :)
Mizu_Sang · 36.8k Views

The Dark Lord's Second Chance

[⚠️ Warning: English not my prior language, so if any grammatical and any kind of mistakes are expected. please let me know to correct it if you find any.] They called me the Scourge of the Seven Realms. The Black Emperor. The man who'd conquered half the world before his thirtieth birthday. None of those titles mattered now, as I lay dying on the blood-soaked marble of my throne room. "Any last words, Damien?" High Priestess Celeste stood over me, her blade—my own sword, stolen during the battle—still dripping with my blood. Behind her, the leaders of the rebellion watched with hungry eyes, eager to see the tyrant fall. I wanted to laugh. After everything I'd done, all the kingdoms I'd conquered, all the battles I'd won, I was being killed by the woman I'd once loved. The woman I'd trusted above all others. "You won't win," I managed, blood bubbling from my lips. "The demons... they'll come regardless. You've doomed everyone." "Better the demons than you," she spat. The irony was bitter. I'd conquered the world to unite it, to prepare for the demonic invasion my visions had shown me. But fear and propaganda had turned me into a monster in their eyes. They couldn't see that everything I'd done was to save them. "So be it," I whispered. "May you live long enough to see your mistake." Celeste raised the blade for the final strike. "Goodbye, Damien." The sword fell. Darkness swallowed me. And then... [Discord: https://discord.gg/MYvk4cMUsx]
SomeElfGuy · 10.5k Views