bastion remnant

“Don’t close your eyes or you all might miss the destruction of the world you cherished the most,” a seductive and cold voice echoed through the dark prison where captives were being kept. The sound of unhurried footsteps on the stone pavement reverberated like a countdown to the world destruction. After the stars fell, the world of Prism was plunged into uncertainty and was in the verge of destruction because of a threat still unknown to its inhabitants. Powers started to manifest, a war that was brewing on the horizon and a threat moving in the shadows, these events will either break or create the world anew. And now fallen from grace, Orion must now come to terms with the chaos that was about to begin. Secrets of how it all began will be revealed. Schemes had been executed. Kingdoms had started to fall. But nothing is what it seems in a world where the known became unknown. Fate will continue its course and it doesn’t matter whether he likes it or not. Will the hero appear or will the villain prevail? ---- P.S. I uploaded a new cover what do you think of it? Join me in my first ever novel here on Webnovel. Got any thoughts about it feel free to drop it on the comment box. That’s all, I hope you enjoy reading this work. Come talk to me on Discord @bluerabyss Instagram @bluerabyss Facebook @Abyss Grae (bluerabyss)

In the neon-drenched slums of Galvaris Prime, survival isn’t just a struggle—it’s an art. Sol, a resourceful young tech scavenger, has spent his life outsmarting gangsters, corrupt enforcers, and the ever-watchful eyes of the megacorporations that rule the city. But when a job goes wrong, he finds himself on the run, caught in a web of secrets far larger than he ever imagined. With only his wits, his skills, and an experimental system whispering in his mind, Sol must navigate a world where power is everything, and those without it are left to rot. The deeper he delves into the underbelly of the city, the clearer it becomes—his past, his future, and his very existence may hold more value than he ever realized. To break free, he’ll need to become more than just another forgotten remnant of the slums. (Usually post 3 chapter every night, sometimes more)

Humans with the best genes supposedly became mindless zombies in a single second all due to failed evolution. Zombies evolved from level 1 to 2 on the first day of the Apocalypse. Animals evolved to become intelligent and started a war against humans for oppressing them for ages. •°•°•°•°•° A world in which zombies, Intelligent Evolved Animals are just the start of the apocalypse as something far worse is heading humanity's way. "Can this world get any crazier??" Jason asked as he looked at the sky unknowingly jinxing all the remaining human population on earth... Follow Jason and his group as they fight against all odds and help humanity survive something far worse than a Zombie Apocalypse.

After an intense battle against the Republic, General Grievous and his army are forced to land onto a planet called Remnant.

In his previous life, Jag Arclight was a shut-in gamer who lived and breathed strategy games—especially Tower Defense. On a stormy night, a freak accident during a tournament finale transported his soul into the very world he obsessed over. He awakens in a body not his own. His new identity? Prince Jag of Stormwatch Citadel—a legendary but crumbling stronghold perched atop the edge of the Whispering Range. Known as the Last Bastion, Stormwatch is the final line of defense against the tide of darkness swelling from the East. The Kingdom is already on the brink, and Jag has been summoned on Day One with a cruel decree: "Defend Stormwatch, or perish with it." Armed with a mysterious Defense Command System, Jag must now construct towers, deploy units, unlock hidden talents, and make life-or-death decisions as waves of monsters, warbands, and horrors descend upon him. But this is no longer a game. There are no restarts. Every loss is real. Every life counts. Worse yet, the System doesn’t reward idleness. It issues brutal tasks that come with a single warning: Failure = Execution.

What better purpose could there be than fighting to defend the universe? Annabelle's life was uprooted when an enigmatic woman offered her a spot in an elite magic academy created by Bastion, an ancient organization protecting every world. Deadly fights to defend her race? Existential threats to the universe? A chance her own peers fall in battle? All of it did little to dissuade her. The opportunity to learn magic, to see new worlds, and to tread a foggy path were too alluring to decline! But there seems to be more than meets the eye about her presence in Bastion, and perhaps it isn't as random as it appeared. ---------- Also posted on Scribblehub @ Trynsic My top-secret Discord: https://discord.gg/TVg6KmAZU3

A tale as old as earth was used to chain a devilish creature. Many many years later, this creature’s essence has created conflict that strikes our hero. V, who has been thrown into a new world, tries to revert it back to the old. However this isn’t without trouble.

"I know where your little sister is. She's still alive." "What are you trying to get from me, to admit something unbelievable? Selena is dead! I witnessed her death with my own eyes!" ... Hoping to believe the man's words, even though they sounded like nonsense, something that tugged on his vulnerability, Sorn agreed to join the nameless independent survival group led by a strange man. Ralf, a mysterious man immune to the zombie virus, someone with unique abilities that sometimes made Sorn think he was not human. The more he interacted with the man, the more confusing things became for Sorn. He was reluctant to admit that being friends with him wasn't entirely unpleasant. Eventually, when Ralf revealed his past, Sorn became more convinced that meeting his sister was a goal worth pursuing. Even so, he couldn't truly believe that his sister was still alive, as Ralf claimed. The memory of watching her get eaten by a horde of zombies was still fresh in his mind. "I promise I'll bring your sister back. Before your birthday comes, you'll see her right in front of you. Will you trust me?" Sorn's chest felt warm and oddly fluttery, he simply nodded, trusting the man in silence—though it was very difficult to say so verbally. — (are you tired with red flag top? then read this if you like actions, slaying zombie, and green flag top!)

Follow the story of Alex, a regular delivery guy with a penchant for reading and acquiring knowledge, as he grips with an unforeseen new reality and strives to take care of his old parents in this new world order. He will build, craft, fight, scavenge, parley, etc. whatever it takes... maybe even dance once or twice.. to survive in this new world. Also comments are always appreciated. Negative and positive don't matter.

Right after Dmitry, a long-lost cousin, suddenly appeared, Emerald and Jade, the twins, find themselves delving deep in the world of the unseen, where ancient beasts, dead souls and night creatures exist. Too deep perhaps, as they uncover dark secrets of betrayal, murder, and longstanding lies. (The setting and the characters, the words and the chants---are all inspired by the ancient beliefs and the persisting culture of my tribe.) Sneak Peek: She took a step forward towards the dark but before she could take another, the beast, that was supposed to have vanished, came rushing towards her. She saw its claws and its teeth as it smiled. She thought that the beast ought to lunge at her neck. To her surprise the beast stood an inch away from her. It towered over her and Jade could feel it breathe. The beast tilted its head, observing the girl standing in front of it. “You came.” “Have you been expecting me?” Jade inquired. The beast laughed, “You are not scared. As expected from the true pure blood.” It was true. Jade did not cower. She did not fear this beast, and even she was surprised by how she felt. “True pure blood?” Jade asked. “Yes. Are you not?” Jade was confused. It was her first time to encounter a beast such as this and what it was telling made her more confused. “But its asleep. The blood in you.” Again, the beast grinned and walked backward returning to the covers of the dark, “Be careful little girl. The ashes are being blown away and the truth will no longer linger under the rubble. Long have we waited for our masters to rise from the soil soaked with blood. The man you seek comes to collect spilled blood and you dear child, are sought to be collected.”