As the system initializes, the world shifts. Geography is rearragned and mixed, and levels and stats are instituted across the globe. On that night, one young man was walking through an underground tunnel, his mind on the small problems of his easy life. Because of his location during the shift, he starts in a dungeon far above his level, with no knowledge or teacher, or Newbie Village to guide him. Without a class, he struggles simply to survive in this world changed by its new connection to the Nexus.
But struggle he will, for he is Randidly Ghosthound, and this is only how his legend begins...
Cover credit to cthulupillar
This started as a way to destress and play with overly complicated stats systems and level systems, and I just kept writing. I don't really take it very seriously, but feel free to read and enjoy.
Daniel Hillside lived in his average town with an average life. Some days were worse than others, but one thing every day had was boredom. No thrill, no excitement, no fear, each day just coasted by. That is until the Schema initialized. Status screens turned life into a game. Hordes of monsters turned it into a nightmare.
Most everyone goes through a tutorial to show them the changes. Most everyone besides Daniel. He was spelunking with his friend Michael. Now he's trapped in the BloodHollow Caves where bats crunch through stone like burnt paper. A fresh new hell had started. Instead of hiding from it, Daniel embraced his new life.
In his eyes, you fear the monsters or become what the monsters fear.
This is a lit-RPG inspired by fallout and Legend of Randidly Ghosthound.
Schedule: 15,000 words(50 pages) a week, or five chapters. Working towards a daily schedule though.
Artwork by Emerson Tung. I got his permission to use the image.
I have other fictions!
Here's Monster's Dwell in Men
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Here's my Youtube Channel as well, Monsoon117
A young man who's lived his everyday life with bitter pessimism suddenly gets his world turned upside down by what he calls, """"The world's most untimely apocalypse"""". Despite all the new dangers that came with this unexpected situation, he has so far managed to avoid death, ruin and whatever else the world decided to throw at him. Unexpected development after unexpected development, danger after danger, situation after situation, will he survive this **game** of life and death?
I will be posting a chapter a week. (No chapter this week 2/11/17)
Luck Lockyer was the type of man to smirk in the dark, the expression not for anyone but himself. One of perpetual amusement. The bright side of things were hard to find in the shade yet his amber eyes were always searching. The smirk was his default, he knew it, his friends knew it, his family knew it. It was his most natural state.
But the death of everyone close to you can affect a downwards curve on the mouths of even the most stoic people.
Without purpose, without anyone to do the job for, Luck Lockyer found himself inside an empty forgotten church. The perpetual smirk on his face had slipped to a thin line, his scar more noticeable now than ever before. His amber eyes, the windows to his soul, dull and lifeless. To anyone who knew him, it was the clothing that gave away his mental state, denim pants and a plain black t-shirt. If that wasn't enough, the tears running down his face certainly would, the echoing sobs of a broken man rang across the rundown church.
It was on a whim, but Luck Lockyer prayed, he prayed for many things, for death, revenge, friends, but the one prayer dominating his thoughts, a second chance for his family.
That was all he wanted. Simple.
It was then, on the outskirts of a polluted city, in an abondoned lot, in a forgotten church that Luck Lockyer, the Devil of the Cards, the Bloodless Hand, the Amber Demon, the Broken, was answered by a being from another world and one from his.
*found the picture online
There once was a boy that lived in a village with no name in a remote corner of a province in a grand empire. Every villager had their place, and his was a shepherd's. Despite that, or perhaps because of it, the boy was an avid dreamer, yearning for adventure between each book he read.
Decades go by in the blink of an eye and the young boy grows into an old man, yet remains a shepherd, watching his flock live and die in an endless cycle of life.
Yet, the old man dreams on about adventure, never too old to indulge in his delusions.
One fateful night, however, his endless prayer gets answered. Two immortals fall from the sky, and from their corpses, the old man acquires the means to strength in order to adventure.
What does the world have in store for Lao Chen?
This story has undertaken the pledge, assuring that the story will be written until its natural completion. God help me.
Temporary cover image until either 1) I earn enough money to hire a concept artist to make me one or 2) I develop a wide enough fanbase that some godsent artist decides I'm worthy of being made cover art for. At the end of the day, I'm not going to beg for someone to make me one. If the people like the story, someone is bound to come around.
Rated gore and traumatising, potentially triggering. Enjoy!
A life taken before its time
Through endless dark tunnels and down many holes
Not due to chance nor done by crime
But the whim of a god who handles our souls
Living a lonely life in the States, Vistiel hadn't expected his situation to change for a long time. When his soul is stripped of his body, however, plans change. Thrown into a new world with his old regrets and the memories of a life that is no longer his, he can either embrace this new environment and make a new one here, or suffocate under his past.
Hey! Author here. Chapters post every other day and so far are anywhere from 3.5-6.5k words a piece. This'll be the first story I've ever written but I have a plot in mind and a plan in place. Just let me know if there's anything you'd like to see or if something about the grammar is bugging you. Thank you for reading!
Please keep in mind there will be some minor adjustments made to the earlier chapters as the book progresses. I'm building a story chapter by chapter, so I may/will need to go back and touch up some things.
If you like the story, please consider supporting me on Patreon!
Leon and his father, Artorias, are the last remaining scions of a once powerful and illustrious family of lightning mages. After barely surviving an attack that destroyed their home fifteen years ago, they now live in the dangerous Northern Vales, a desolate wilderness far away from civilization. But those who want them dead are strong, patient, and relentless, and it is only a matter of time before they find the two they seek...
Posted first on my website, wardenreading.com, which will be 4 chapters ahead of anywhere else I post. Expect new chapters every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday around 10 am CST
I have taken the WriTE Pledge, meaning that I will see this story to completion, no matter how many eons it may take.
When the Advent began, Drew Michalik was working in a top secret facility in Washington, D.C. When all electronics simply ceased to work and blue screens appeared before him, he gained access to a mana interface and a number of crystals called xatherite. Utilizing these xatherite, he gained the ability to cast spells. Now alone and in the dark, he must battle through the bunker turned dungeon in a desperate bid for survival. But getting out is only the first of his many problems in the changed world, as Drew struggles to survive and keep himself, and the rest of humanity, safe through the anarchy.
Advent: Red Mage is a hero's journey told in three acts. It is a system apoclypse book and will include greedy and immoral characters. Evil will be evident, and horrible decisions will be made. This is a world where the morality of the current day has no place, and some of the monsters will be human. The MC is mostly good, but is still a flawed human being. Light LitRPG elements, no harem.
Updates a chapter on Monday, Wednesday and Saturday.
Thanks for permission to use the cover by WanderingInPixels over on Deviant Art.
Marty had a fairly easy life as a cook for Arctic Storm Entertainment headquarters when he gets an offer from the company to try out a new playstyle for their biggest VRMMORPG, Oblivion Online. Follow him as he makes his way through the game as one of the monster races trying to survive against the forces of light.
Author's note: I will update every Monday and Friday for sure, with the possibilities of bonus chapters through the week if I get extra writing done. I also did a disservice to several of my characters early on. I'm slowly working through a re-write, but it will be a while as I want to make sure I get it right this time around.
In the world of Lenessia, your life is decided on your 18th birthday. Nobles and peasants alike wait eagerly for their special day: the day where their class is chosen.
Born to a simple family of farmers, Ian belongs to one of the lowest castes in society. His future is bleak - his father was a farmer, his grandfather was a farmer, for Lenessa's sake his whole family have been farmers for as long as they can remember. But Ian holds on to his hope, the dream that he could be one of the few who receive a heroic class and skyrocket through the echelons of society.
Fate is not so forgiving, and Ian is quickly dismissed as simply another low tier farmer. If Ian wishes to achieve his childhood dreams, then he has only one choice. Growing Strong.
Tilvrade is born into a family of country nobility.
A baby with vague memories of another world, he begins his life trying to come to grips with the world he is in now, while fitting into his household's lifestyle and maid's loving attentions.
Soon, shadows of intrigue, creep out from the capital of the kingdom and disrupt his day to day. Revelations of odd vestiges of a civilisation spark memories of who he was.
Cover is a work by a great artist called madimb. You can find the full image here.
Read if you enjoy reincarnation plots, medieval fantasy and a slow developing negative protagonist.
Don't read if you like fast developments and action. This story is overly detailed and not for everyone (The MC is still not a teenager as of chapter 40, if that gives you a hint of the pacing...)
An Archlich and his band of undead decided to leave their stronghold after doing nothing for a thousand years. Instead of ravaging the lands and haunting the living, they chose to tour the fantasy world which had changed for a thousand years!
Follow the band of necrotourists as they explore the world, discover new inventions, realize the stagnant state of the world, uncover a catastrophic event that led to the extinction of a race, join a heroes' party by accident, and meet the God of Death itself as they maintain incognito!
A young woman just starting out in life is killed tragically in a car accident. However, she soon regains consciousness as a baby in a fantasy world. But... she's an Orc?!
It would be good if she could just enjoy her new life quietly, but the young woman has a meddlesome personality that can't help but aim for better things. But how will she fare as a member of a monster tribe in a fantasy world?
#CityBuilding #SomeFighting #SomePoorlyWrittenEmotionalScenes #WeaktoStrong #IDontKnowHowHashtagsWork #:P
Arc 1: 571 pages (complete)
Arc 2: (in progress)
Ultimately, I'm writing this for enjoyment. If you enjoy it too, fantastic!
Gore: Extremely infrequent, but moderately intense.
Profanity: There are a few swear words here and there, as well as some more creative insults.
Traumatizing Content: While I'm at it, there are some questionable morals displayed (mostly after chapter 77). So far we can check off slavery, brainwashing, war, and genocide.
This story is very Light Novel-ish because I love light novels, but it does have a planned plot, goal, and ending, and I intend to see it through. You'll see my writing style change somewhat as the story goes on, thanks to constructive feedback from the readers.
New readers, please keep in mind, chapters written from the main character's perspective are in the first person. This is a story with a so-called "unreliable narrator."
My story accepts donations, but it is free to read and I've only uploaded it here.
Lastly, Orc Lord is now a member of the WriTEr's Pledge, which means I have sworn to see it through to a satisfying ending.
Anton Thorn died in an incident of his own creation, his body torn and shredded to pieces.
Yet death and eternal rest did not await him. Gods, from another world, took his soul along many others to their world to fight an overwhelming and impossible foe.
By chance and oversight his soul was missed by the gods, his soul destined to remain in limbo and torment for all eterinity. A few weak and desperate gods took a chance with him and brought him through to their world.
Now sent far away from the battle, in his original body, to a small village in the husk of a dead kingdom. It is now up to him to restore the Kingdom and fight off anything that would threaten him or those he loves; be they human, beast, monster or hero.
---[Cover art by ssddx]---
Now we've all heard stories about people who died and were born again with their memories intact. The form of the reincarnator changes from story to story: human, elf, orc, slime, vampire, goblin; you name it, someone wrote it. But what if you were reborn in the most common of houshold objects?
What would happen if someone reincarnated as a fork?
Involves: merciless fork jokes, monsters, magic n' all that stuff, some profanity, maybe some gore (i'll keep it light), fork philosophy, and if you got advice on where to go next with the novel, comment, coz I only got a hazy outline. Read my other novel here: http://royalroadl.com/fiction/13058/odyssey-of-the-unrivalled
Wynne might have been human once. It's hard to say.
Now he's a bunker core, a nanomachine controller responsible for an entire complex.
Of course, the place is a bit wrecked. And the world outside is ruins. And he's pretty sure that whoever put him here is going to come looking for him at some point...
Dungeon Core, Post-apocalyptic style. Come for the mutants, stay for the dystopian adventure!
Claimer: My name is Andrew Seiple. I write this story, and I own the rights to it. It is posted on Spacebattles.com and Sufficientvelocity.com, as well as royalroadl.com
Now it's already the third round for the strange chicken loving being that was called Clair, Dexter and Kara. What will it do if it has the chance to roam the world of One Piece? And will it be able to hold on to its love of Kurama? Will the Straw Hats be their enemy, their ally or is there maybe no connection to them at all?
Follow it and see how it builds its own crew and sails the Grand Line, leaving chaos and doing questionable things on her road to the One Piece. But remember, only one thing is sure, there will be chicken!
Yeah, my third story, if you exclude the one shot^^. Hope I won't struggle with a good end, as I have with the others.... But be warned, there is a high chance that I will have to place it on Hiatus for some time. But that won't happen until I reach the current One Piece storyline. And maybe I will kill them off somewhere along the line, remember the Grand Line is dangerous^^.
The cover is made by NBadonK, and remade by OnLin3. The size was not matching RR's standards....
In a time before the existence of the present, the gods decided to create a plane of existence where all their creations could exist in the same place. In it, all would be fair, and all gaps between races and technological advancements could be crossed with a single system that the gods had created. Every year, the gods would choose a new race to put in their land, and in this new group of beautifully unlucky people, Alen, his friends, and a few people from Earth have finally met their turn to be tossed into the playground of the gods.
Unfortunately though, Alen was thrust into a forest of corpse-eating bears and horribly smelly undead on his first day, one of the many danger-zones of the continent the gods had chosen to throw them in. It would be easy to say that he simply died within the first day, or that he'd starved to death or whatever, but let's be honest...
That story would be no fun to tell, yes?
(Re-write of my first fiction with the same name.)
After Dr. Hawthorne Crenshaw's university experiences a terrorist attack, he undertakes a titantic effort to colonize a new planet in an effort to rescue some small part of humanity from what he suspects is an unstoppable spiral into a Dark Age on Earth. Subjecting himself to tens of thousands of years of repeated cycles of cryogenic freezing and unfreezing to monitor his passengers, he and his AI T.I.A. shephard Earth's first, and perhaps only effort into colonizing a new planet.
They must live, and so, a god must die.
Luneil, a unique dungeon, awakens in the wilderness. He must learn to adapt, or face oblivion.
Bas, a member of a lost race of humans, arrives on the magical world of Era. He must adjust to a new way of life using only his wits and an old physics book.
Era is in flux. Harmony is shattered and a tyrannical goddess begins to muster her full might in a crusade against anyone who will not bow.
They cannot weather the coming storm alone. A deal must be struck.
Luneil was born a monster. Can Bas become one?
No matter what, Era will never be the same.
This is the story of how a deathtrap becomes a haven, and how a good man becomes a killer.
This story is eventually intended for publishing via Amazon, however, you have my word it will be left up for at least five weeks from the time it is completed (at which point I might be posting the second installment on here), so you don't need to worry about it disappearing overnight. Also, bear in mind that this is all a first draft before any significant edits. There will likely be spelling, grammar and continuity errors, I will address them as soon as I spot them or you point them out. I read every comment (and reply, time permitting). Please feel free to criticize (I suspect I have a somewhat longwinded writing style, shouting really does help :) ), and above all enjoy.