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Eclipse of Twilight

[The war between light and shadow is over. Shadow won.] From the second Rya was born, the Void has been staring at her. Patiently Waiting for the right moment. They want her dead, but they never moved. Why? Because her mother is Nyxelene, the only woman crazy and strong enough to rule one of the three great kingdoms in a world owned by men. The rumours about what Nyxelene could do were already enough to make most monsters piss themselves. But that’s not the real reason the Void only watches. A child has two parents. Half of Rya’s blood belongs to a name that makes even the things without mouths shut up and crawl back into the dark. For this reason, even the light had its gaze on her But nothing stays safe forever. Now Nyxelene herself is hunting the daughter she never wanted, and only she knows why. A princess who can’t ride a horse, can’t swing a sword, can’t do anything, is suddenly the most wanted prey in Runevale. In her blind panic she crashes into a woman with perfect skin and the gentlest smile you’ll ever see… who eats her enemies alive and spits out the bones. Even that woman was not enough to protect her. It her zero hour, the devil made an entrace with his hand stretched and a bright smile on his face. Lucius L. Draven. King. Monster. A demon wearing a man’s face. He offers Rya his hand. He offers her his shadow. Question is: Why in the seven hells would the Devil protect a helpless prey when he could just drag her soul to hell and call it a day? Your move, Void, and light.
Illios_Grandé · 19.3k Views

the cynic and the crimson king

our dear , King Ignis, the Dragon King, has grown weary of the political drama in the supernatural realm. On a whim, he decides to "slum it" among the humans, where society has recently been shaken by the emergence of Shifters—humans born with animal traits like cat ears, fox tails, or wolf fangs, and the ability to partially or fully transform. Ignis finds himself drawn to a small, unremarkable university student named Kaelan. Kaelan is painfully quiet, utterly unflappable, and possesses a fascinating, almost aggressive cynicism. Despite the undeniable evidence of Shifters walking the campus, Kaelan refuses to believe in anything magical, supernatural, or even slightly extraordinary. He views the Shifter phenomenon as an elaborate, frankly gross, mass delusion, responding to any mention of it with a derisive snort and an epic eye-roll. However, this calm exterior hides an easy irritation, a surprisingly short temper, and a fierce, almost foolhardy fearlessness. Ignis, amused by Kaelan’s aggressive unbelief and finding his flustered moments utterly captivating, decides he must have the human. But how does the King of Dragons prove the existence of magic to a human who thinks animal ears are just bad fashion choices, all while keeping his own colossal secret? Kaelan's refusal to believe in anything supernatural, including the six-foot-seven, unnervingly handsome, and impeccably dressed man now suddenly following him around, is proving to be Ignis's most entertaining challenge yet.
Prefina_Pedro · 15.1k Views

The Gospel Of Broken Causality

The world of Caereth survives on lies. History contradicts itself. Gods rule, yet refuse to answer certain questions. Cities stand where ruins should be, and everyone has learned—quietly—not to look too closely. Faith keeps reality stable. Ignorance keeps it alive. Aerin Kael is not meant to matter. Born in the lower districts of a fractured city-state, he grows up watching laws bend for the powerful and truth become a matter of convenience. He learns early that the world only works if you accept what you’re given and stop asking why. Then he witnesses something impossible. A man is executed in public—undeniably dead. That same man speaks to Aerin later that night. Reality does not correct itself. Instead, it allows both truths to exist. Aerin awakens to a power that should not be possible: the ability to accept contradictions without breaking. Where others must choose one truth, he can hold two—and reality falters in response. Blades hesitate. Consequences arrive late. Certainty decays. But power in Caereth is never free. Every use fractures memory, emotion, and identity. Gods take notice. Factions move in silence. Wars are fought not only with weapons, but with belief itself. And beneath it all lies a truth carefully buried—that Caereth is not a world created by gods, but a reality held together by containment, omission, and necessary lies. As contradictions spread and history begins to unravel, Aerin is forced into conflicts far larger than himself: between faith and truth, order and freedom, survival and meaning. Each choice he makes stabilizes one fracture while tearing open another. In a world that endures by refusing to be whole, the most dangerous thing is not destruction— —it is understanding.
Rex_Roars · 535 Views