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Dawnbreak

Several centuries ago, this world underwent a phenomenon that blessed humans with a supernatural power called an Aspect. As time passed, heroes began to arise as their power, achievements and courage for placing their lives on the line to save the innocent inspired many as those with an Aspect dreamed of becoming a symbol of peace for our world. I, Rai Shinsei, was one of them as I would hear many stories of heroes from the townsfolk, although, the source of my inspiration was from my two loving parents, who were idolized by the townsfolk as their strength and kindness left me captivated, but despite my dreams, fate had a different future in store for me as tragedy soon occurred, changing my life forever. On my sixth birthday, I witnessed a catastrophe. My once tranquil hometown, which housed kind hearted souls was ravaged by none other than a hero, whose destruction knew no bounds as any structure within his sight was obliterated while every being within my hometown was mercilessly slaughtered. The screams and cries of those I once knew left me in a trepidatious state, but my nightmare was far from over as the remaining survivors was none other than my parents, who were forced to say their goodbyes as the hero killed them right before my eyes, sparing only me and on that day, I was never interested in becoming a hero anymore. Selling my soul to vengeance, I made a vow. To destroy the Hero Association. Although, everything changed once I was forced to enroll into a place I would have never imagined. A Hero Academy.
Zephyrei · 103.5k Views

KRONOS MAW: RISE OF THE TEMPORAL ANCHOR

Time is not on his side. It's inside him. Nineteen year old Alex Wilder has spent his whole life feeling like he's watching the world through glass — present but untouched, handsome but invisible, alive but completely indifferent. In the crowded hallways of New Lagos High he is nobody. A closed door. A boy too guarded to let the world in and too smart to pretend that doesn't cost him something. Then one rainy evening in the forgotten sub-levels of Chronicle Hall, everything changes. A four hundred year old secret chooses him. A pulse that isn't his own heartbeat takes up residence in his chest. And somewhere at the edge of the universe, something ancient and hungry stirs — a being who was once the greatest guardian of time and is now its most terrifying enemy — and starts moving toward New Lagos. His name is Kronos Maw. He doesn't want to rule time. He wants to unmake it. But Kronos Maw is not the worst thing out there. Before the universe had a name. Before time had a direction. Before the first star burned its first light into the darkness — there was the Chrono Void. A hunger that doesn't roar or rage or announce itself. It simply waits at the edge of everything, patient and absolute, whispering one promise to every crack in reality it finds. Entropy. Silence. Nothingness. For centuries the Temporal Lattice has kept it locked away. But the Lattice is fracturing. And every Rift pulse Kronos Maw unleashes loosens another thread. Every world he destroys opens another crack. He believes he is using the Void as a weapon. He doesn't understand that the Void is using him. Across the multiverse others are stirring. A wind-singer on a floating citadel of crystal spires whose songs travel through cracks in reality. A stone-skinned guardian on a desert world where sand itself is frozen in time. Ancient Weavers watching from a pocket dimension outside of time entirely. Warriors from rift-scarred worlds carrying powers forged from broken timelines. All of them feeling the same fractures. All of them sending the same desperate signal. Hold the line. On Earth Alex's only allies are a sharp-eyed tech genius with fourteen pages of notes, a former bully with a blade forged from broken time, and a four hundred year old guardian who has been waiting specifically for him. Together they are the first defense between New Lagos and oblivion. Between Earth and the unraveling of everything. Two threats. One is coming for him. The other is coming for everything. Some legacies skip generations. Some wait four hundred years. Alex's just arrived. And the question isn't whether he's ready. The question is whether ready even matters anymore. The lattice is fracturing. The tyrant is coming. The Void is whispering. And a boy from New Lagos is all that stands between existence and the hungry silence at the edge of time. The war for time itself begins here. Time is not on his side. It's inside him. Nineteen year old Alex Wilder has spent his whole life feeling like he's watching the world through glass — present but untouched, handsome but invisible, alive but completely indifferent. In the crowded hallways of New Lagos High he is nobody. A closed door. A boy too guarded to let the world in and too smart to pretend that doesn't cost him something. Then one rainy evening in the forgotten sub-levels of Chronicle Hall, everything changes. A four hundred year old secret chooses him. A pulse that isn't his own heartbeat takes up residence in his chest. And somewhere at the edge of the universe, something ancient and hungry stirs — a being who was once the greatest guardian of time and is now its most terrifying enemy — and starts moving toward New Lagos. His name is Kronos Maw. He doesn't want to rule time. He wants to unmake it. But Kronos Maw is not the worst thing out there. Before the universe had a name. Before time had a direction. Before the first star burned its first light into the darkness — there was the Chrono Void. A hunger that doesn't roar or rage
pee_cious · 21.3k Views

GRIPPED BY OBSESSION

Night hangs heavy over Raventhorn, a place where ancient bloodlines hold sway and strength speaks louder than law. Selene Veyne used to think love mattered - until her husband asked for freedom to take other lovers. That moment cracked something inside her; trust bled out, never to return. She turned away from romance, filling silence with brief affairs that left no mark. Then came Kieran Draven, her brother’s closest ally, whose teasing glances carried hidden weight. What began as sparks soon shifted shape, pulling her into motion too sharp to ignore. Now tangled in secrets sharper than blades, she moves through shadows unsure who truly wears a mask. One misstep could end everything. Her heart knows better now - but it still beats faster when he steps near. Danger hums beneath every glance they exchange. This was never supposed to matter so much. Out of nowhere, Kieran comes back after long, harsh fights far away. Only then does he see what waits - Selene, once close to him, now tied to his brother. Worse still, she lives in pain every day. Their bond means nothing under the old rules. But seeing how she suffers - and the child caught in it - makes something shift inside him. Staying silent feels like betrayal. Speaking up breaks everything. One moment changes all balance: protect them or vanish into silence. Yet fate plays harsh tricks. One slip - one spiked glass, one careless moment - ties Kieran to Selene’s sister through a deal born of need. His heart stays fixed on another, still something fierce takes hold, dragging him into a crooked kind of longing he can’t walk away from. One wrong step can burn it all down. Selene finds Kieran when silence is safer than speech. Trust slips away while secrets grow louder. A glance lasts too long, then changes everything. Fire follows them though neither wants the flame. Running feels easier but stopping might destroy more. What binds them also pushes them apart. Choices made in dark corners echo later. Hunger builds without warning. Betrayal waits just behind patience. Staying means breaking rules written long ago. Letting go could mean vanishing forever. Last thing you’d expect? Love does not win. It’s obsession that holds on tight.
Joxi_Jash · 53.9k Views