People from different world all summoned to participate in a game. A game that will take them through multiple realities and countless realms in a grand adventure where life and death will be decided in the blink of an eye. Will they finish the game and reach its end? Or will they fall before they even catch a glimpse of the finish line? Where the threat of death grows with every moment. Where hoping to survive is as useless as hope itself. Strength! Glory! Power! Are you not entertained!? Welcome to the world of Infinity Games!
Meanwhile he was ignorantly flowing down a river.
Just a year old, no way to protect him self and nothing but a rag with him how will he survive?
(Note: this is just a project I'm doing for fun and I will update when I feel like it the chapters will probably be around 500-1000 words long BTW this is my first fiction)
Mature because of swearing and other dark themes, such as slavery.
(Edit: I dropped this fiction because I didn't like it. Thats it. I just lost interest.)
If your into OP MC come along on this journey.
If your into country building come along on this journey.
If your into crossovers come along on this journey.
If your not into any of these shit then fuck off.
This is just me trying out some ideas.
The tale of a Queen that is next to go crazy, that fall in love.
The Tale of a Mage that use his own soul and blood to protect the ones he love.
The Tale of a Lonely Goddess that see for the fist time the world.
My main language is portuguese, so sorry for anything
His gaze was terrifying to the very core! His gaze was fierce, yet indifferent.
Countless mortals, gods and demons perished by his sword.
His name was Kaidus.
Born with a crippled body, he is forced to endure pain, pain worse than death, both emotional and physical.
His suffering will turn into strength, strength that will lead him to the very apex.
All who stands in his way will perish.
All who hurt his family will be turned into a living corpse.
All who hurt his friends will encounter his wrath.
Follow the story of him awakening his Divine Blood Body and embarking on a journey full of vengence, romance, friendship, violence, hatred and bloodshed.
Planned for a remake
A thousand years later none knew of the work man had wrought to create their new deities, the holy twelve. Mankind has lived under the iron rule of the Danlen for this past millenium, but now tensions start to rise and the hand of the twelve has grown ever weaker.
An age of turmoil has come, rebellion is strife in the air, the likes of which has not been seen in centuries. In the land of Nethil, far from the strife of the world sits the clan of Urion, their young master saddled with the name of the faith's greatest demon must make his way in the world.
Will he thrive or fall in the turmoil?
(Mix of fantasy with good old RR RPG stats fun.)
Not writing this anymore.
Barliona. Eine virtuelle Welt, vollgepackt mit Monstern und Schlachten, die Spieler begeistert. Millionen von ihnen strömen nach Barliona und freuen sich auf all die Dinge, die ihnen das reale Leben nicht bieten kann: Elfen und Magie, Drachen und Prinzessinnen sowie unvergessliche Kämpfe. Das Spiel ist so populär geworden, dass manche Spieler dort Monate verbringen, ohne nach Hause zurückzukehren. In Barliona ist alles möglich: Man kann Mitspieler angreifen, ein höheres Level erreichen, ein mythischer Held, ein Zauberer oder ein legendärer Dieb werden. Die einzige Regel, die es im Spiel zu beachten gilt, lautet, dass kein Spieler tatsächlichen Schmerz empfinden darf.
Doch von jeder Regel gibt es eine Ausnahme. Für eine bestimmte Gruppe von Spielern ist Barliona zu ihrer persönlichen Hölle geworden. Es sind Kriminelle, die nach Barliona geschickt werden, um dort ihre Haftstrafe zu verbüßen. Ihnen geht es nicht um das Gold der Drachen oder um reiche Kriegsbeute. Alles, was sie wollen, ist, das virtuelle Inferno zu überstehen. Sie sind mit dem ultimativen Spiel ums Überleben konfrontiert.
This book is published here with authors permission. © Vasily Mahanenko and Magic Dome Books
I apologize but this Book has been deleted, for personal reasons mainly, a lot of things have happened and it is partially due to others that I am deleting this but also to my own feeling of inadequacy, I will be improving my own writing for now and I might come back to this idea, probably not but I can hope so, I will post other books in future but probably in a fwe months or possibly a year.
Thank you, have a good day/evening/night.
In Alter, the Class you are bestowed with decides your skills, your job, and even your future. The majority of the inhabitants have non-combative Classes like Farmer, Chef, Miner, or Peasant. But a select few have what are know as Battle Classes. Paladins, Archers, Knights, Mages, etc. Those who belong to such Classes have power and might far above the normal person. With the power manifested through Skills given to them by the Gods, the Battlers march foward to fulfill their eternal duty to protect the people of Alter from the vicious Unnaturals; vile creatures that worship the Dark Gods.
***THIS FICTION HAS BEEN DISALLOWED***
***THIS FICTION HAS BEEN DISALLOWED***