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Surviving Terra II: My Journey Through Catastrophes and Nobles

Terra II, a world split into vast planes, where deserts stretch ceaselessly and horrors—roamed without rest. It is a land scarred by self made nightmares that never fade. The Common Era, where the concept of happiness has been abandoned. No story begins with joy, and none end with peace. One mistake—a misplaced word, a fleeting gesture—is all that it took. Strength was never the problem. ▄▀█ █░░█▄▀ has survived long enough to know that looking strong, feeling strong, and being strong are three different lies people tell themselves to keep moving. Terra is heavy. The roads are long and boundless like the deserts ▄█ █▀░ █▄█ had walked. And family...family—that has been stripped away. Once? Twice? no, Thrice? You’ve walked. You’ve run. You’ve shot at everything. You've seen your friends perish away, your self made family rotting away, and how do you cover it? By carrying a carload of supplies. But strip it away. What is left behind? ———————— I'm pretty nervous how this version will be received and since i went for both magic and a modern setting. I'm not really good as creating things so i took inspiration from some well known media, so if it seems familiar, i tried as best i could to make it my own. but idk. Lets see, it starts to pick up the pace slowly. It's a slow born sort of thing except with no love. short ass rant, lol. Kristen out, peace.
Kristen_404 · 33.4k Views

Journey Beyond Immortality

I entered the classroom expecting nothing. After all, what could surprise someone who existed before existence itself?Qaftzi'el Aigle appears to be just another peculiar student at Axiom Sanctum Academy—a sixteen-year-old boy with crimson eyes and black-white hair, known as the "lucky survivor" who somehow passed the deadly entrance exam by drawing cats while reality collapsed around him.To his classmates, he's either a charity case, a fool, or dangerously insane.To the instructors, he's an unexplainable anomaly whose very presence breaks their instruments.To the ancient powers lurking in the shadows, he's a cosmic joke they don't yet understand.But Qaftzi'el is none of these things. He's a god—a being who existed before creation, who commands authority over magic, void, and synopsis itself. He is the architect of reality's first draft, the author of causality, the one who smiled when the first universe learned to breathe. And he's pretending to be a struggling student because mortality has its own peculiar entertainment. Most of the time, he plays the madman—rambling about broken mathematics and time getting dizzy, drawing cats during apocalyptic events, making jokes that land three dimensions away from humor. But when the situation demands it, when someone crosses a line they shouldn't have known existed, the act drops. The rambling stops. The red eyes grow cold. And that smile appears—the one that makes gods remember why they fear the dark. Now enrolled in an academy where the talented become legends and the foolish become corpses, Qaftzi'el walks a razor's edge between cosmic boredom and genuine curiosity. He collects mortals like others collect stories, watches their brief flames burn against infinity's canvas, and occasionally—just occasionally—reminds reality who wrote its rules in the first place. After all, when you're the one who invented the concept of "power," every hierarchy is just a suggestion. When you exist beyond narrative structure, every story is yours to edit. And when you've been playing the fool since before the first sun learned to shine, no one sees the punchline coming. This is not a story about becoming powerful. This is a story about something powerful pretending to become. "Time is weird, space is weirder, but the weirdest thing of all? Mortality. They rage against infinity with candle-flames and call it defiance. They build towers toward heaven with matchsticks and faith. They love, they laugh, they break, they mend—all while racing toward an ending they know is coming. Isn't that just... beautiful? Isn't that insane? Isn't that worth watching?" — Qaftzi'el Aigle, probably, maybe, it's hard to tell when he's being serious.
DownHyperMan · 538 Views

Eternal Mastery: Slime Trapped in Time

Yet again, Earthlings were summoned. A dying Time God, already half-corrupted, descended upon Earth with nothing but a single, blinking eye. No body. No mercy. Before he could explain why the other world was collapsing—or what happened—he died. The chosen were cursed. Each Earthling aged from 12 to 60 was reincarnated into another world. Each was trapped in an isolated time loop. Each was abandoned without answers. Ganesh chose to reincarnate as the weakest race imaginable: a slime. Not for survival—but because the system offered him a trait, very powerful: Eternal Mastery [Mythic]. With every death, his body reset. With every loop, his masteries, learned techniques, and pain carried over. He awakened in a slime farm, where slimes were bred like cattle, harvested for food, and burned alive for amusement. He learned quickly. He died quickly. Again. And again. And again. Across loops, Ganesh experimented with his own existence— Fire Slime {Uncommon}. Water Slime {Uncommon}. Acid Slime {Uncommon}. Elemental Slime {Rare+}. Spirit Slime {Legendary}. Dragon Slime {Mythic}. Even Primordial Slime {Divine}. But strength revealed truth. Humans had erased their own history using sealed artifacts. Demons were branded as betrayers. Gods fought unholy beings elsewhere—leaving their failures behind. Beneath ruined cities and sealed fortresses, eldritch creatures waited— Rituals granted power along with a curse. Artifacts erased wills. Faith was devoured before it could bloom. And the deeper Ganesh went, the clearer it became: The world had lost hope and was corrupted with Eldritch. Even the sun and moon were taken over by Eldritch. Now, as gods fall, timelines fracture, and ancient wars resurface, Ganesh must decide— Will he save the world Or will he follow the same path… and become something unholy himself? Dark Fantasy • Time Loop • Eldritch Horror • Progression Fantasy Daily Updates A dark progression fantasy with time loops and psychological erosion (for readers who enjoyed the despair and repetition of Re:Zero). No one 17 and under admitted is due to gore and dark... And an important note, something happens near the end of Arc 3, this is for those who feel limitless loops have no tension....because he can still loop—but every reset tears his soul apart. The truth behind this wound is revealed near the end of Arc Three. {Read it to find out}
DreamsAllDay · 304.1k Views