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When Empires Dream

What is Power ? Is it in control over others ? Is it the ability to protect anyone? What is good ? What is evil? Are morals even true? Politics or Masks !? Is MC a Nihilist or Machiavillian Prince ? Or he is the Serpent Prince!? What happened to him in the past ? How rulers could rule vast empires without nukes or advance forces ? Is Romance even real or just a fantasy? Coin of necessity — The necessary evil and the Necessary good ! Entering the world "the Blessing of Sol ". This isn't about Lucien alone — it's about everything, it's about philosophy, power , morals and all . ----- I'm not gonna add any R18 content which is irrelevant to the plot and theme . So those who want arousal can seek another cheap dopamine. MC isn't any loving or Good guy — don't think he will play the hero/Anti-hero . Same for those who think MC will stay cartoonishly the same over the whole story. Though this is more history than Story , where you'll feel lived in . Here characters are more than props— living Philosophy, sacred agency and outcomes. Even I might not even predict until the very end !;⁠) Another point — English is not my main language and I had used AI in grammar check and confirmation of Prose . But at the end Idea, story and Novel is mine...... ------- Author's Note : It's my third try and I'll try that I won't repeat same mistake .:⁠-⁠( Chapters: 5-7/week(except when stuff happens or I'll be ill) Your support is Key ! Does anyone have an idea about the story !? "When Empires Dream" is planned to be over ~600 chapters..... ---- A morally gray epic of political intrigue, dark seduction, and the brutal cost of ambition. Perfect for readers who crave the sharp wit of 'Game of Thrones', the strategic complexity of 'Red Rising', and dark romance that cuts as deep as it burns. "CONTENT WARNING: Contains mature sexual content, manipulation, morally ambiguous characters, and dark themes. Not suitable for readers under 18."
STHITHYA · 519 Views

Four Split Personalities

Battling an unusual form of personality dissociation, Motan admits to feeling the weight of immense pressure bearing down on him. Amidst this turmoil, he finds solace in a virtual escape called "The Realm of Innocence," a game that has become his sanctuary from stress. In the realm where ambiguity reigns, Motan's behavior is unpredictable and impetuous, making him the instigator and mastermind behind myriad events that spiral out of control. Yet, within the sphere of virtue, his resilience and courage shine through, earning him the admiration of many who see him as the epitome of a righteous knight and a fair judge. When dwelling in the balance of absolute neutrality, he adopts a demeanor of modesty and lethargy, mirroring the ordinary essence of every soul. Conversely, in the domain of chaotic evil, he transforms into a figure of madness and cruelty, embodying the very essence of a demon and deceiver, showing kindness only to himself. "Tan Mo is the most extraordinary Bard I have ever encountered, though he is... perplexing, to say the least," comments Countess Leisha, reflecting on his complex nature. "Mor is a man of distinguished integrity! Having met him just once, I am convinced that he is someone one can confidently turn their back to," declares Gwen, the leader of the Rose Rot, acknowledging his noble character. "If you're in search of the ideal neighbor, look no further than Hei Fan," recommends Alchemist Luna, suggesting his suitability for companionship. Yet, amidst these varied testimonies, a warning resonates, "Don't talk about that man!" indicating a mysterious, perhaps darker aspect of his persona that remains unexplored.
Micro-leaf Paulownia · 447.8k Views

The Quiet F-Class BigShot

A ZepeNet holo-scanner hovered over her, humming faintly. Blue glyphs scanned her nervous system, her spine, her brain, her fingertips. "You may proceed forward into the test room" it's mechanical voice echoed. Her heart pounded. She braced herself. Jang Iseul entered the room, took off her shoes. The scanner blinked. Beeped. Now, she stood barefoot at the scanning area in Dominion Academy test room. The overhead lights pulsed in quiet rhythm, each cycle echoing a countdown she wasn't sure she could beat. The dom­i­na­tion protocol was merciless. Gift identification had to be public. Every blink, every scan, every register to the ZepeNet Core Archive—all recorded, all locked. The hall smelled of cold tiles and recycled air. No pods. No luxury. Just a half-lit device with blinking sensors and a mandatory softnet readout. The scanner intoned: "Please remain still. Initiating full‑spectrum Gift Resonance Scan." Lines of energy crept up her spine. Symbols flickered across her vision like ghost data. The machine made a quiet chirping sound and locked her ZepeNet profile. She was ranked now. The world would see it. Her friends would see it. Universities would ignore it. She stared at the results. Red text streaked across the display: SCANNER SYNC COMPLETE Gift Class: Star‑Class Potential Rank: (F‑Rank) Designation: Mutated Illusion creator Origin Code: Strange, Unknown Energy Bond: Red Locked ZepeNet Status: Manual Review Required Red‑Locked meant more than just blocked advancement—it meant social death. She stared at the result, not very shocked. A technician leaned forward and raised a brow. "Star‑Class? But still F‑Rank?! How rare! But you're permanent Red‑Locked?! Sorry, bad luck, kid," he was flabbergasted as he looked at her sympathetically. She already knew. The system refused to understand her Gift. It didn't just misclassify her—it locked her out. Because it had never seen any gift quite like her. Jang Iseul nodded without looking at him. He tried to sound kind and find the right words. "Well… better late than never. Happens sometimes. You might qualify for logistics or harvest support." She stood silently. Not because she was powerless, but because she knew what to do next. She walked out of the testing room and didn't look back. She didn't know what she had expected— She left the scanner room in silence. Other students whispered as she walked past: "She is still red?" "Forever F‑Rank much, huh? Wow. Even at eighteen." "She's done. No squads'll take her seriously now." She didn't respond. Didn't look back. Didn't try to explain. Because she'd seen what she could do in dreams. And she knew she was close. So damn close. She passed two seniors leaning against a vending drone. One of them, a girl with synthetic nails and neon hair, sneered without making eye contact. "Hey, Jang Iseul. Who are you pretending to be now, queen of the losers F‑Ranks?" Iseul didn't slow down. She didn't even turn her head. But the girl moved aside anyway. There was only one test left before she'd be defined—or discarded.
MarsBars_World · 7.9k Views

Miara el

Despite his young age, Touya had managed to survive alone on the streets. One day, he found himself dreaming of living a free and happy life, far from this disgusting dead-end existence. He longed to have a purpose, to carve out a place for himself in the world, and somehow, his inner feelings told him that his life was about to change. Yet he had no idea just how drastically it would change. When he was kidnapped and found himself in one of Miara’s vast, uncharted territories, he had to fight for survival with every ounce of his being. He didn’t know whether, in the future, he would truly find a purpose amid the circumstances forced upon him, or whether fate would toy with him, dragging him into a torturous adventure that would turn him against himself. I hope you enjoy reading this—happy reading to everyone! As an author’s note: I have always been an avid reader of books and novels, and since my childhood, I’ve had thoughts about a world called Miara. I used to create its story, design its games, and even have fun with some of it alongside my friends. After a while, people insisted that I should actually write a story about it. I tried once, but it didn’t feel right to me. Then, after a long time, I started writing again from scratch. I wanted to combine the elements I had used in my earlier story to create a versatile, long, and comprehensive series. You might notice small references to books by some authors I greatly admire—these are my way of honoring them, as their work gave me the belief that if they could do it, so could I. I extend my gratitude to the authors and personalities who inspired me and nurtured my courage.
Klateryo · 1.4k Views