offering sacrifices

Zhou Dao transmigrated to a world where demons rampaged and Daoist laws ruled. His sect was in straitened circumstances, and their property was on the brink of being demolished. Desperate, Zhou Dao had his eyes fixed on the coffin of the sect’s Grandmaster and decided to do something with it. A voice rang, “D*mn! You are actually plotting to steal my skull. With your attitude, Sunset Mountain has a chance of reaching its heyday again!” On that very night, the corpse of the Grandmaster moved! Moving forward, Zhou Dao would receive rewards whenever he offered up demonic beasts as sacrifices to the Grandmaster. He offered up a 1000-year zombie as a sacrifice and received the Indestructible Body of Demon Refining. He offered up a nine-tailed demon fox as a sacrifice and received a Fox Girl Puppet. He offered up a demon turtle from the Eastern Sea as a sacrifice and received a high-power muscle massage gun. … For eons, countless Daoist members meditated on The Yellow Court Classic. For years to come, Zhou Dao harvested countless demonic beasts with no intention of burying them. Many years later, in the same Daoist temple, Zhou Dao sat at the front door as he bore witness to the joy and the sorrow of all creations. He had seen birth, illness, death, and all sorts of bizarre phenomena. He put on a crooked grin as he said, “I offer up the heavens and the earth as a sacrifice.”

"My dear if there has been any misunderstanding between us, I apologize but I have always wanted the best for you, that is why I seem a little difficult at times," Regina said smoothly. She knew that if Ellen continued to talk the king might find out about her pretentious behavior. Ellen was rendered speechless by the queen's action. How could she continue complaining after the Queen apologized so smoothly? "Your highness, your craftiness is worthy of recognition" Ellen mentally praise the Queen. On her dying bed, Queen Agatha made her husband king George promised to marry her best friend, Regina. She knew that the royal council will put him under pressure to marry a new wife since she was unable to give him a son. She asked this of him because she felt her Regina will love and protect her daughter since they grew up like sisters. The king fulfills his promises to his late wife and married Regina. Queen Regina treat the little princess very well until she gave birth to a prince for the king. Once she felt her position as the queen was secured, she became vicious and maltreated Ellen. Years went by and Ellen lived under the unfair treatment of her stepmother and her children. Her father no longer cared for her, it seem Regina had him wrapped around her finger. When Ellen turned fifteen, war broke out between her kingdom and the kingdom of Avalo, The war lasted for three years, before the two kingdoms made a truce. Avalo demanded a marriage alliance to seal the truce. King George knew that his kingdom will lose if the war continues, he had no choice but to agree to their demands. If it were to marry any other prince Queen Regina would have favored her daughter but considering that it was the crown prince of Avalo, who was known to be the cursed prince. Princess Ellen was a perfect peace offering. How will Princess Ellen survive in a strange land, a kingdom where her husband is feared and hated by all his parents inclusive. How does the cursed prince treat her and why was he referred to as cursed?

On March 25th, 2025, Primum Devir opened its gates to three million players. Unlike any other VRMMORPG, it offered no classes, no market, no shortcuts — only a ruthless world where death was final and growth had no ceiling. A digital island, sealed against the concessions of the industry. Among the millions stood one figure apart: the creator himself. A solitary author who had written the saga, drawn its images, and built the game line by line now finds himself inside the very world he forged. What began as words on a page has become a living reality. In Primum Devir, empires will rise and fall, paths will be carved or broken, and every choice will carry the weight of permanence. This is not just another game. This is the test — a story of power, sacrifice, and the price hidden in every victory. Primum Devir: Between Worlds and Sacrifices is the long-awaited midquel to the previous book in the Primum Devir series. All of the author's media: @luigifalcon

Aeris Vale 25 The world's youngest and most feared ruler—CEO of ValeCorp (tech, bio-weapons, finance), silent controller of global governments, and empress of the most violent black market syndicate: Oblivion. Cruel, cold, calculating. Feels no guilt. Values control above everything. Emotionally detached but not emotionless—she just buries it so deep no one sees it. “You don't rule the world by being loved. You rule it by making sure no one dares to dream of defying you.” Lucien Knee 29 Tech billionaire, arms magnate, and Aeris’s most loyal asset. Behind closed doors, he is her shadow, her weapon—and her obsession. Calm, refined, dangerously possessive. Protective, but in a twisted, all-consuming way. Not afraid of her darkness—in fact, it’s what draws him in. He doesn't want the throne. He wants her—to be near her, own her, and be the only one she ever shows real emotion to. “I don’t want to fix you, Aeris. I want to worship the monster you became.” ------------ What happens when the most dangerous woman alive finally lets herself feel Sons thing Lucien kisses her wrist and whispers: “I belong to you.” She looks down at him and finally says: “You’re the only thing I won’t destroy.”

From the developing technologies in our world, our desires as a human never ends. Breaking even a biggest taboo in using human as a living subject. Cruel as it is, due to this curiosity even if it is inhumane, human never think twice and do it. Mandy Frost is a once human then turn into a different creature. She was tag as an incomplete subject as she escaped the facility. She struggle to survived, how did she manage to overcome this?

In a remote Northern Vietnamese village named Ngoc Trach, the people once worshiped a wooden doll known as Ong Mon—a spirit said to grant sons to childless women. But every wish came with a price: blood, a soul… or the firstborn child. Over time, the legend faded into whispers. The shrine crumbled. The doll disappeared. But now, something has returned. Hearts go missing. Children vanish. Laughter echoes through the forest at night. And from beneath the earth… something is crawling back into the world.

亗 Tower of Sacrifices “This Tower doesn’t test your strength. It tests what you’re willing to become.” One day, the doors opened. No one knew why. No one knew by whom. But 500 were chosen—dragged into a Tower that breathes like a god, shifts like a dream, and feeds on hope. Among them: A father. A daughter. And a promise made at the front door: “Stay close to me.” Each floor redefines what it means to survive. A plunge into water with creatures lurking below. A silent scream beneath falling lava. A hallway where your number means your death. “Just pray that we survive…” But the Tower is not just a test. It’s an altar. And every altar demands sacrifice. At the Fifth Floor, the gods descend— Not to rule. Not to save. But to play. “You have successfully passed the first floor.” “More sacrifices are coming.” They are not above us. They are trapped with us. Bound by the will of the Ten Great Gods, these lesser deities form twisted pacts with mortals. Because in this Tower, humans are nothing without gods—and gods are nothing without humans. Together, they climb. Together, they suffer. Together… they become something else. “Are we slaves?” “Or maybe animals are better than them sometimes.” This is not a game. It’s a ritual with no exit. 亗 Tower of Sacrifices is a dark fantasy about survival, control, and godhood at the edge of sanity. A tale where the blood isn't just spilled— It’s remembered. ᓚᘏᗢ Add it to your collection now. ^_^ Power Stones feed the next floor. ⟡ Presented to you by [Studio Zenith] ⟡ ⟡ Written by: PLAGUE_INC ⟡ ⟡ Cleaned by: PLAGUE_INC ⟡ ⟡ Edited by: PLAGUE_INC ⟡ ⟡ Bled onto the page by: PLAGUE_INC ⟡ 亗 Every floor has its maker. This one bears his name.

Sent as a tribute to the Emperor, Mei Lin arrived with nothing but a thin veil of silk and wounds from a past that refused to heal. Behind her innocent face and delicate frame lay an unbreakable resolve. She didn’t come to bow… She came to seize power from the imperial bed. Emperor Li Xuan, a cold and untouchable young ruler, discovered a forbidden pleasure in Mei Lin’s touch. Her body was a battlefield—with every moan, every grasp, every heated whisper, Mei Lin ensnared the Emperor in a pleasure that stripped him of control. He didn’t crave her as a mere servant, but as an addiction he could never abandon. Behind golden drapes and silk-laden sheets, they unleashed their desire, setting the night ablaze with bodies and buried vengeance. But when passion becomes a weapon… who is truly conquering whom?

The world has always been cruel and especially for Klad, since someone he cares the most was had been Cursed by an evil entity. The story takes places from the perspective of a young man who was to find a way to eliminate this Curse and, in the process he will find himself experiencing all kinds of sorcery.

Qin Yao opens her eyes and finds herself transmigrated from a post-apocalyptic world into the body of an ancient peasant woman. Her family consists of four stepchildren needing care. A good-for-nothing husband, who has nothing but looks, is causing a ruckus. They live in a thatched hut, without a grain of rice, the family is emaciated like refugees. If that wasn't enough, someone even comes to collect debts! Anger rises in Qin Yao's heart, and she kicks the wretched husband out, "Debt collector, feel free to just beat him to death!" The four stepchildren: !!! With the world quieted, Qin Yao rolls up her sleeves to revive the family. Hunting, carrying bags, fighting bandits, she's an expert in all. But facing the fields, with her back to the sky, and her face to the earth, even a top-tier fighter from the post-apocalyptic world waves her hand: Can't take it! Really can't take it! Qin Yao scratches her head: In the ancient times where agricultural taxes are extremely high, how can I avoid farming? At this moment, the lazy husband who was sent away to die (twisting and crawling) (struggling to stand up) (screaming and roaring): My dear! I think I can be saved!