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FAR AWAY: BEYOND THE REEF

​For centuries, the scattered islands of Kiribati have been bound together not by the tools of man, but by the tides of fear. The ocean here gives life, but it also takes it away—silently and without warning. The locals speak of Te Anti—monstrosities from the deep that rise to claim the living. ​Sixteen-year-old Tawi carries the weight of this history in his bones. Sensitive and fiercely spirited, he struggles to find his footing in a world constantly on the edge of grief. To prepare for the unthinkable, Tawi trains in the Buubura Karekare—ancient, communal games designed to sharpen the body and spirit. He isn’t alone; he stands shoulder-to-shoulder with a brotherhood of young warriors: Taake, Bwene, Tabuto, and Kauro. ​But the ocean is changing. The disappearances are no longer random tragedies—they are strategic strikes. Realizing their enemy is executing a coordinated invasion, Tawi and his rivals must dissolve their petty differences. They have to master the brutality of the games not for glory, but for survival, before the rising tide swallows their people forever. Welcome to the first transmission of SENNIT AND SALT-BLOOD. ​This narrative is not a "Soft" or "Vague" fabrication. It is a Descent into the deep Pacific, engineered with Abrasive Accuracy and High-Tension Fever. You are stepping into a territory where the heat is a liquid pressure, the bone is porous, and the stillness is a calculated threat. The Salt Blind Truth is a weight not all can carry. It is reserved for those who demand Compacted lore and an Ethereal magnitude of ruin. If you seek a passive observation, exit now. If you seek the Jolting realization of a reality being dismantled from within, you have arrived. ​The sequence is active. Maintain your focus.
Jeroime · 14.3k Views

The Magic System Is Bugged, So I Rewrote It(contact got rejected)

In a world where magic is regulated, taxed, licensed, and audited, heroism is just another department. Kael Ryn is a Grade-E Civil Mage employed by the Ministry of Ritual Oversight—an underfunded government bureau responsible for “minor magical disturbances.” While S-rank heroes battle dragons beyond city walls, Kael handles the real problems of everyday life: enchanted mailboxes demanding rent, potions that develop side effects after gaining self-awareness, illegally summoned familiars clogging public transit, and cursed furniture that won’t stop whispering at 3 a.m. In a society governed by an ancient magical administrative entity known only as The Ledger, every spell cast is recorded, every citizen ranked, and every miracle accounted for. The Ledger assigns power, permissions, social class, and magical authority. No one questions it. Until it begins to glitch. At first, the errors are small—misfiled spell logs, minor enchantments behaving unpredictably, everyday objects bending rules they shouldn’t know exist. But Kael discovers something no one else can see: a hidden layer beneath reality displaying arcane error codes and administrative fractures. When he resolves anomalies manually—without logging them through official channels—Kael unintentionally accumulates “Unauthorized Authority.” Each quiet fix gives him the ability to override micro-laws of magic itself. Rewrite spell boundaries. Patch corrupted enchantments. Adjust permissions. The more he fixes, the more reality listens to him. But The Ledger is still watching. As bureaucratic departments clash, heroes hide inconsistencies in their battle records, and entire districts begin overlapping with discarded divine subroutines, Kael realizes the system governing their world isn’t failing by accident. Someone is testing its limits. And Kael—the lowest-ranked civil servant in the city—may be the only one capable of rewriting the rules before daily life collapses into administrative catastrophe. In a world obsessed with epic destinies, Kael Ryn just wants to finish his paperwork. But the system has other plans.
Hollows · 9.5k Views

272 Days Until...

Kyle. A boy worn thin by expectations that were never truly his own. Misunderstood, overestimated, and exhausted from a lifetime spent pleasing everyone but himself. After graduation, he leaves behind his quiet countryside home, hoping a distant university might finally offer him peace. Instead, the city offers him something far stranger than loneliness. Waiting inside the house meant to be his new start is a girl he has never met-serene, unfamiliar, and fundamentally wrong in ways he can't quite name. She doesn't feel human. And she isn't very good at pretending to be. She asks if she can live with him. Reluctant, and too kind to refuse, Kyle agrees-unaware that he has just welcomed into his life something far older and far greater than he could possibly understand. She is not merely otherworldly. She is an existence that should not care about human hearts at all. An Outer God wearing a fragile disguise, observing a species she was never meant to touch. Yet he fascinates her. Beneath his calm exterior is a boy shaped by a past that taught him to distrust affection, to measure love as obligation, and to fear what it might demand of him in return. His brokenness is not something Anathasia was prepared for, nor something her kind was ever meant to encounter. As she watches him, studies him, and begins to feel, the boundary between observer and participant begins to erode. What begins as quiet cohabitation becomes something far more dangerous. Will their impossible bond heal the wounds Kyle tried so desperately to bury, or will it awaken emotions in both of them that neither of their worlds will allow to exist? [DISCLAIMER] This is a work of fiction set in a version of modern-day Earth. While real-world locations, historical events, cultures, and mythologies may be referenced, they are depicted in a fictionalized manner for storytelling purposes. All characters, interpretations, and narratives are products of my imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, beyond historical figures, is purely coincidental.
Nonexistencenova · 18.2k Views

A Feast of Hands

…Fuck my life… The thought was the first thing to stroke into Ryckel's mind. He woke with a scream that died in his throat. Frantically breathing in and out, only to feel the warmth and dampness at him. Like he was breathing onto something too close. Not open air. Something was wrong. He knew this familiar feeling. He was wearing a gas mask. He coughed until every fiber in his body begged him to stop. He wasn't on a bed or anywhere close to the ground. Gravity was the first thing Ryckel felt, and it was a lie. It tugged at his worn out shoes, trying to drag him into the abyss, but his body stayed anchored by a sickening, internal tension. He opened his eyes and saw only red. The Bleeding Hour. The mist was a thick crimson veil on his surroundings. How did it get to the Red Dark?! Wondering, he then looked down. He saw more red, with not a ground in sight. His body slowly swayed, the wind howling but Ryckel wasn't falling. He was held by thick, oily black ropes that punched clean through his thighs and ribs. H-How… How was I even still alive? Ryckel questioned but never complained. Oddly enough, it didn't hurt like it should. Only feeling a fading dull sting. How did all of this happen?! ------ Shout out to @scholarofyore0 for helping me out with the power system, really appreciate it. Also my release schedule is 2 chapters every weekday and just 1 chapter every weekend Do note, the prose style in my work reflect the POV of the chapter and yes, there would be POVs apart from Ryckel's. The prose style(s) would still be easy to read and understand. Like Ryckel's POV is more art based because he's actually an artist. The auxiliary chapter isn't also compulsory. If you like an aux chap that details the world and everything then it's for you. But if you don't, then you can just read the story itself. Info and all that would still be revealed naturally. Do be warned though, the aux chap is written and structured in a way that many writers on here don't normally do...
KeihatsuZero · 22.7k Views

Naruto: I led the uchiha clan to slaughter konoha!

During the Third Shinobi World War, Uchiha Shinobu, who was on the verge of death, suddenly awakened his Mangekyou Sharingan after regaining his memories of his past life and survived. After carefully recalling her memories of her past life, Xia Yin had only one thought. This is not the end... Ding! The system has detected that the host has awakened memories of his past life. The Uchiha Clan System has been activated! Xia Yin: But then again, haven't you heard? There's always a way out! As long as I want to leave! Ding! Detected host's first awakening of the Mangekyou Sharingan. Newbie gift pack has been changed! Congratulations, host, you have obtained 10 Uchiha Clan Elite Jonin with Three Tomoe Jewels. This system allows you to strengthen or summon members of the Uchiha clan using summoning points! Message: To restore the glory of the Uchiha clan! It is our inescapable duty! Xia Yin: I remember your dad saying many times that in Konoha, you bunch of trash are nothing more than a loli! Jiraiya: Natsume! I admit that the village has wronged you many times... One stab to the throat, then he was carried away. Xia Yin: I admit, you're something, but you're just something! Where were you when the Uchiha were humiliated? Where were you when your disciple died? Nara Shikaku: Natsume, you know, the village needs stability. Xia Yin: I know, you damn unstable element! How many times have I told you not to be a fence-sitter, Neil Dorron! Zhi Shui: Xia Yin, we need to understand the village. Xia Yin: It's alright, I understand you. I will hand you and your ancestor over to Orochimaru for research. Itachi: I.... One strike and you're done! Xia Yin: Talking to you is a waste of my breath. Obito: ... Xia Yin: Did he say he didn't mention you? Next one, move on! Obito: I didn't say anything!
Got1808 · 120.1k Views

Ninjitsu Desnets

In a world where devils are a nightmarish reality and Japan stands as the epicenter of ultimate darkness, a relentless war has raged for millennia. At its heart lies "The Flower: The Creator of the Living"—the primordial source of all existence. Akos, a formidable sorcerer, is the world’s final defense. He is the wielder of the "Infinite Eyes," a legendary power that is neither a technique nor a gift but Nature’s own response to existential threats. The Infinite Eyes manifest only when the world is on the brink of collapse, making Akos the only being capable of stopping the atrocious Yugo Kanji. Unable to kill a force of nature, Kanji devises a sadistic masterstroke: he imprisons Akos within a "fake world." To ensure his suppression, Kanji forges a pact with the malevolent entity "DEVILS END," turning Akos into a living vessel for the demon. Every day is a losing battle for Akos. Inside this simulated reality, DEVILS END exerts total control over his mind, weaving a web of hallucinations and lies. Akos wanders through his life as a member of the "ALPHA" gang, lost and broken, haunted by visions of things that do not exist. As the demon erodes his sanity, Akos struggles to distinguish truth from the nightmare projected into his brain. But the simulation is not perfect. While Yugo Kanji sends rival gangs to eliminate his physical form, eerie discrepancies in the Fake World’s history begin to surface. Through the fog of the demon’s lies, the Infinite Eyes are starting to twitch. Will Akos regain control of his mind and shatter the illusion, or will the demon’s whispers extinguish the world’s last hope forever?
DIA_TG · 54.5k Views

Binary Reflections

Eli’s Hale has always been careful, not just because of his constant bugging anxiety. But because that’s just how his life has always been. His mother Lydia raised him quietly, moving cities more often than normal families would. The father he never met died shortly before he was born, and the rest of his family estranged. Eli learned just not to ask too many questions. Then his mother disappears. The official answers never made any sense, and neither do the events following either. Eli survives something he shouldn’t have. He begins to see things nobody else would even react to. The world feels thinner, like there’s something right beneath it. The world of Binary Reflections runs on opposites. Every force has something pushing back against it, pressure and release, known and unknown, presence and absence. Most people never think about that tension. A few are born bound to it. Those people carry Binaries, opposing forces that shape how reality behaves around them. Power doesn’t come from spells or elements. It comes from alignment. The closer someone lives to their Binary, the stronger it becomes. Advancement isn’t about talent; it’s about survival. And the higher someone rises, the more the power starts changing them in return. Governments know. Institutions manage it. History has been quietly rewritten because of it. Most of the world doesn’t realize it’s balanced on something unstable. Eli doesn’t know any of that yet. He only knows that something is wrong, and that the people who suddenly take an interest in him aren’t offering help for free. The academy that brings him in calls itself selective. Structured. Necessary. It promises answers, discipline, a future. What it really offers is exposure — to others like him, to the edges of something older than the city he grew up in, and to a version of himself he doesn’t fully recognize. The more he learns, the harder it becomes to tell whether he’s uncovering the truth or stepping into something that was already waiting for him. Whatever he survived wasn’t random. And whatever he carries, it isn’t small.
LittleDuck · 635 Views