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The True-Fire Ascendant

The skies burned for seven days. Rivers boiled. Mountains cracked and fell. Shadows swept across the land like a living tide, consuming all that dared to live. Creatures that can only be described as incarnates that would make even nightmares tremble invaded from a land unknown. Everything they touched would decay out of existence. In that age of ruin, heroes rose only to be swallowed. Kingdoms and Empires fell one by one. Humanity stood at the edge of extinction. And then, when the last dawn dimmed beneath the Hollow Sovereign’s Shroud, something impossible happened. Heroes awakened not with magic or an all powerful sword, but with Concepts. They grasped the very truths of the world: Flame as Will. Water as Memory. Steel as Resolve. Light as Judgement. Darkness as Silence. Powers beyond elements. Powers that decay could not touch. Powers that could fight the invaders on equal terms. With Concept born strength, humanity pushed back the tide. With the Elemental Primordial Beings sacrificing themselves, the incarnates were sealed back to the Abyss from which they came from. - Hundreds watched as my turn came. The ancestral pyre burned in the center of the chamber steady, bright, unyielding. My sister’s flames had danced with joy. My brother’s had flickered with gentle warmth. Mine did nothing. Whispers stirred. Doubt followed. “The Ashencrest are doomed to fall this generation” I stepped forward anyway. “Place your hand into the flame,” the ceremony master said. I obeyed. The world fell away. A spark ignited in the void. Not red. Not gold. White. Flame without heat, without smoke. Fire stripped to its purest meaning. True Fire. It wrapped around my arm and into my core, a dragon shaped blaze roaring silently through my veins. The pyre behind me erupted, flames spiraling upward in a brilliant white coil. The fire warped and constricted until it took shape of our family’s Primordial Ancestral Beast, The Celestial Serpent. Gasps filled the hall. “A new concept of fire…?” “No, it’s more than that…” “True Fire… it’s actually…!” “…just like the legends.” But I couldn’t hear them. All I felt was the truth burning in my chest: A new True Concept hero had been born.
Brandon_Ta · 3.7k Views

Dark Ascension:Return of A Failed Villain

So I died choking on a sandwich. Not in battle. Not saving anyone. Not even doing something mildly interesting. Just... lunch. One minute I'm biting into way too much bread, the next I'm coughing, then choking, then—nothing. Classic. Next thing I know, I'm waking up in a body that smells like incense and existential dread, staring at hands that belong to someone else. Some noble prick with a family crest and a servant who calls me "Second Son" like it's an insult. Which, apparently, it is. Turns out I've been isekai'd into that dark fantasy novel I used to read. You know the one—magic schools, reality-bending nobles, cosmic horrors that eat worlds for breakfast. The works. And I've been dumped into the body of Damon Mournblade, a background character so irrelevant he dies in the first major disaster to show how dangerous the bad guys are. Oh, and that disaster? It's happening in about three months. So here's the situation: I've got the memories of a dead guy who read this story, the affinity of a death-obsessed noble house that thinks I'm mediocre, and a countdown clock to the scene where I'm supposed to get vaporized by something that makes demons look like puppies. The smart play? Run. Hide. Let the "heroes" handle it while I figure out how to survive in a universe where humans are the bottom of the food chain. But here's the thing about dying from a sandwich—it does something to your pride. Makes you think maybe, just maybe, you deserve better than a footnote. So I'm not running. I'm going to walk right into that disaster. I'm going to look the thing that's supposed to kill me in the face. And I'm going to make it regret ever noticing my name. The universe thinks I'm a corpse waiting to happen. The nobles think I'm invisible. The "protagonist" hasn't even shown up yet. Let them all keep sleeping. Because when the screaming starts and the walls start breathing and everyone realizes too late what's actually coming—they're going to notice the dead guy who refused to stay dead. And that's when the real game begins. Assuming I survive the next three months. No pressure.
Alucardhelsing · 6.9k Views

Harem System In A fantasy World

[Mature R18+ Contents] Elion is a student of the prestigious flying magical academy. When he was accepted by the academy a couple of months ago, he was ecstatic, but his hopes and dreams were crushed on the very first day. His talent is trash, and he is shamed and bullied for it, beaten down to the ground for weeks by those stronger and more powerful than him, all because he had better looks than they did. During an excursion in a dungeon with his class, his most hated tormentor, William, the son of a noble, 'accidentally' pushes Elion off a bridge into the lower floors. "Please just let me die." In pain, in a dark, empty place, he begs from the depths of his heart. Instead of death, something else is bestowed upon him. [The Goddess of Lust smiles upon you. She takes pity on your suffering and has chosen you as her champion.] [Congratulations, Elion Nova, you have received The Harem System.] [Do you accept [Yes] [No] ] [Beginning Soul Binding process.] [Soul Binding complete!] [The Goddess sends her blessing. Select any 5 ranked skills and one divine object.] [Afternote from the Goddess: Good Luck!] A lifeline. Another chance at life with a debauched system. Follow Elion as he conquers beauties and pays his debts to those who tormented him, and climbs up in the world, though he will climb more beds more than anything else. ________________________________________________________________________________________________ Additional Tags: [Netori] [Mind-Control] [Dark] [Catgirl] [Vampire] [BDSM] [Elves] [Anti-hero] [Impregnation] [Yuri] [Manipulation] [Dragon] [Planetary] [Overpowered] [Handsome][Incubus] [Succubus] [System] [Goddesses] [Yandere] [Prideful] [Dark] [Melons] For NSFW Art - Discord: https://discord.gg/zEuxNTwpXe Release schedule - 2 chapters every day @around 00:00 GMT +8 Bonus chapters: current system. 200 PS = 1 Bonus chapter 20 Golden tickets = 1 Bonus chapter
DreamlessWanderer · 515k Views

Hearthsoul Chronicles: El'shadie Prophesies

Enor. A world of ceaseless rain, where steam rises from the land in a slow exhalation, as if the planet itself breathes in torment. The dark heavens weep, the ground smolders, and amid it all, a boy sells himself to chains. Merrin Ashman walks into slavery—not for survival, nor profit, but out of fear. Out of shame. His hands are stained with his brother’s blood, and the weight of that sin crushes him. He does not weep. He does not rage. He is too much a coward to take his own life, yet too hollow to live without purpose. He does not seek redemption. Not yet. But he yearns for something—some task, some meaning, some distant thing to justify the ruin he has wrought. And fate, ever cruel, answers. By chance or divine will, he snaps at the cruciform. In that shattering, something awakens. A power, terrible and vast. He becomes a caster, one who moves the symbols. And with it, revelation: a destiny sought through time. El’Shadie. The title lingers like a question. A savior or a scourge? A harbinger of ruin or the world’s last hope? He does not know. But the path is before him. A path through a world of shadowed faiths, churches and warring clans, of casters wielding forces beyond reckoning, of monstrous fallen things clawing from skies. And this time, the El’Shadie must choose what he will be. join my discord for more information on Hearthsoul Chronicles related things like the wiki, maps, character art, etc https://discord.gg/xy7KuN7R6F
Tale_Library · 264.7k Views

The Milf's Dragon

[Host has been tamed!] [Beast Tamer Connection established!] [Master: Yuki Goldberg (F-Rank beast tamer)] [Tamed Beast (host): SSS-Rank Baby Dragon] Ding! [Exp Threshold Reached! Evolution in progress!] [Host has awakened The Bloodline of The Dragon King] [Bloodline skills integrating!] [Host has Unlocked The SSS-Grade Sovereignty of The Dragon King] [Host has unlocked The SSS-Grade Sovereignty of Destruction] [Host has unlocked The SSS-Grade Sovereignty of Space & Time] [Host has gained the skill: Dragon's eye (SS-Grade)]   [Host has gained the skill: Dragon's Breath (SS-Grade)] [Host has gained the skill: Dragon's Aura (SS-Grade)]   [Host has gained the skill: Dragon's tongue (SS-Grade)]   [Host has gained the skill: Ultra-Regeneration (SS-Grade]   ---- Owen is killed by Truck-kun on the night that he was finally going to confess to his milf crush. But death isn't his end as he reincarnates as a dragon egg in a dungeon, only to end up being tamed by that same milf he had been crushing on. But Unlike Owen's plan to just be an overpowered tamed beast that plays around with his Master's big boobs, he would quickly realizes that with great power comes a great amount of Bullshit scenarios and plot that disrupts his lewd moments and Boobs grabbing opportunities. Witness Owen, an overpowered black dragon hatched from a golden egg, unleash hell as he protects his Milf Master from factions that are desperate to steal her Tamed beast, From Dungeons and Otherwordly invaders threatening the integrity of the Realm's stability, and From Demons and inhumans Aiming to Annex Humanity from the Food chain --- warning: r18+ scenes
Bechi_Kingston · 238.6k Views

The Bloodline Architect

[GENRE: Harem | Kingdom Building | Progression Fantasy | Romantic Evolution] --- In a world where demi-humans are hunted like animals, one dying mercenary receives a power that will reshape the future. --- Kael was nothing—a hired sword with empty pockets and a heavier conscience. When he's mortally wounded protecting a Beast-kin child from the Holy Empire's Inquisitors, he crawls into ancient ruins to die alone. Instead, he awakens the Ancient Bloodline Architect System. Now blessed—or cursed—with the power to evolve oppressed races into their Primal God-forms, Kael discovers his first subject: Lilith, a Succubus broken by forty years of torture in a mage's cage. Through an intimate ritual called Blood Harmonization, he doesn't just free her—he transforms her into a Lilim Queen, gaining power himself through their deepening bond. But one rescued Succubus is just the beginning. The Empire hunts. The innocent suffer. And Kael's power grows with every soul he saves. Joined by Fenris, a wolf cub who becomes the legendary Fenrir, and Aelira, a High Elf princess rescued from the Empire's deepest prison, Kael builds a sanctuary in a hidden valley—a home for the "forgotten races" the world wants dead. But building a kingdom requires more than walls. It requires bonds. Trust. And for some—love. --- Watch as Kael: · Discovers forbidden bloodlines and unlocks their true potential · Performs intimate Harmonization rituals that evolve both body and soul · Builds a sanctuary from nothing into an unbreachable fortress · Fights the Holy Empire's armies with a family of evolved warriors · Deepens his harem bonds—each relationship unique, each evolution devastating --- The System tracks everything: ``` ==================== > Subject: Lilith -> Primal Lilim Combat Power: 45 -> 318 (+606%) New Skills: Succubus Queen's Aura, Soul Drain, Lover's Bond Host Upgrades: STR 15→42 | MANA 28→97 Bond Level: 7 (Soul-Deep Connection) ==================== ``` --- In a world of chains, he offers evolution. In a world of hatred, he offers belonging. In a world of death, he offers... love. --- The Forbidden Races have found their Sovereign. The Empire has found its end. --- Join Kael, Lilith, Fenris, Aelira, and an expanding harem of evolved beauties as they build a kingdom where even the broken can become divine. --- Warning: Contains intimate evolution rituals, harem relationships, kingdom building, and progression fantasy with detailed System windows. For mature readers. --- [READ BLOODLINE SOVEREIGN NOW] ---
Nova_Ashbourne · 404 Views

Destined STEALER

At the end of everything, they all came to Newland. Lanine was eating an apple when the sky cracked open. One moment he was walking through his city. Next, he was falling through light and noise and colors that didn't have names. When he opened his eyes, he was face-to-face with a creature that had too many teeth and absolutely no table manners. Newland is a realm connected to a billion worlds. A place where cultivation determines your worth and a stone platform can make your entire village disappear if your destiny runs dry. The strong get stronger. The weak get eaten. And everyone gets a System that offers achievements, trade, and the world's most sarcastic customer service. Lanine has nothing. No cultivation. No training. No idea what he's doing. What he does have is a constitution so rare it hasn't been seen in fifty years. A spirit in his head that remembers fire and battle and someone screaming its name. And a strange ability to be in the right place at the right time—or maybe the wrong place for everyone else. The spirit calls itself Ghost. It offers terrible advice and occasional existential dread. "Trust your instincts," Ghost says. "Follow the feelings. Take what the universe gives you." Lanine doesn't know what that means. But he's learning. While others struggle to survive their first week, Lanine is already catching the attention of powers he doesn't understand. Sect examiners lose their minds when they test him. Village chiefs offer him supplies and advice. Ancient cultivators bend the stars to get a closer look. "I have survived so well thanks to my excellent instincts, quick thinking, and complete inability to stop running. There is no external force at all." Cultivation realms. Destiny platforms. Beast tides. Fearsers. Forosers. Secret domains. Floating continents. A universe of possibilities and mysteries he can't explain. Lanine just wanted to eat his apple in peace. Now he has to become strong enough to keep his promises. And in Newland, promises are the most dangerous thing you can make.
onlyone0001 · 2.8k Views