miniature raptor

The regent of the Tianxia Kingdom, who had control over a huge army and ruled over a powerful kingdom, was never close to women. One day, he was poisoned again and nearly died. While everyone worried that he had no successors, a kid who looked exactly like he was brought to the palace gate. Only then did they recall that, five years ago, when the regent was poisoned for the first time, the Yu family's eldest daughter was kidnapped and brought to him for auspicious reasons. Since they shared similar fates, she did everything she could to help rid him of the poison. However, on the day he awakened, the royal family plotted against her, and she disappeared mysteriously. The regent's eyes became dim when he saw the kid. "Did your mother finally decide she couldn't forget about me and ask you to return in her stead?" The kid clenched his jaws. "No! The young prince of Xichu will marry the eldest princess, who is my mother, in a few days. My mother asked me to come and check if you're still alive. She doesn't want you to die on the day she gets married. It's bad luck." After he finished his sentence, the regent picked him up and walked out with big strides. "Don't worry. I won't die on your mother's wedding day. After all... I've got a wedding to crash."

***WARNING! SLOW-BURN STYLE BOOK! IF YOU DON'T LIKE THIS "STYLE" OF BOOK, YOU MAY WANT TO READ SOMETHING ELSE.*** ____________________________ Life and death hang in the balance during my lifespan, who knows what could happen to you should you dare to read these scrolls... You have been warned. The rest is YOUR choice. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Aya's POV ( Present year, 2020 ) This is the first time I have taken quill to parchment to tell my story. It involves power struggles and vengeance between old Gods and Guardians for humanity, the ongoing struggle to keep the peace between vampires and other creatures. Plus, walking the thin red line to keep our existence a secret. There are battles and private wars, and so much blood... Such were the Dark Ages. Then later, seeing my country torn apart, the shogunate destroyed. While people want to try to exist under the possible rule of one man trying to unify the country. This is the time of the Sengoku Period, to name a few. At this present time, of 2020 I have already existed for thousands of years. I would tell my age, but I think when I explain how it all started, you'll have a good idea. I write these scrolls because I go into battle tomorrow night, only this time, I may not survive. I am Aya Takeda. I am Lady Raptor, and this is my story and my legacy... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Through vengeance and spite, the world of the old Gods and new is about to end by the spilling of the vampire Guardian's blood. Or is it? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Author's Note: Just as a warning, this book is written in the "slow burn" style. Please keep the Comments and Votes coming! Bless you, all for taking an interest in my book! Thank you! Chloè Cover Art By @Ms_EliMonroe on Instagram and Wattpad. Disclaimer: The cover image does not belong to the author

By sheer happenstance, Wang Hui's casual purchase of a blind box revealed an entire miniature world. A mere scattering of crumbs could sustain a tiny tribe through the harshest winter, while a single soda can was sufficient to fully arm thousands of diminutive soldiers. To these minute humans, he was nothing short of a deity descended from the heavens. Even more astonishingly, subsequent blind box acquisitions unveiled a second, a third, and numerous additional miniature worlds. He could even interlace these tiny realms, observing from on high the clashes of varied civilizations. "With countless small worlds within my command," he mused, "I am the sovereign of these boundless miniature beings."

Demons have been revived and humans have become insignificant. In this world, there were bloodthirsty werewolves and adorable fairies. There were crafty vampires and deities high above. After waking up from his sleep, Amos realized that he was in a miniature world. The living creatures in this country were even smaller than ants. Amos could create an endless tempest with a breath. He could cause a torrential downpour with a sneeze, shatter the city walls with a punch, and level mountains with a footstep. The many dwarves revered him and regarded him as an ancient deity. They prayed fervently to him and offered him sacrifices. [Ding, your devout follower has sacrificed a mythical item, Lightning God's Hammer, to you. You have obtained the powers of lightning.] [Ding, your devout follower has sacrificed the Heart of Wisdom to you. Your abilities of insight have been greatly increased. You can now understand anything.] [Ding, your devout follower has sacrificed the Book of Darkness to you. You now control the powers of darkness. Your understanding of dark magic has increased greatly.] Supported by the miniature, Amos unwittingly became the omnipotent God of this world!

Join the journey of Rapt, a reincarnated Raptor and the last dinosaur born on earth, as he battles other beast, Furyan, and more in a bid to survive. Endowed with the power of Lightning by the beast god, Bados, and chosen as one of his many Blessed ones. He’s dropped on the planet Ambu alone with basic knowledge of how the beasts of the planet live. With the pursuit of knowledge and power he needs, he must fight for his title, his territory, his tribe, and most importantly his life. ——————————————————————————— I live for my tribe I die for my tribe As to my tribe does for me To our enemies, we seek to destroy To our allies, we aim to help We are those who have stood firm in the storm Purified by the Lightning We have become one -Rapt ———————————————————————————

"What would you do if you were able to stop time? What would you do if you were able to speed up time? What would you do if you were able to Create life? What would you do if you had control over all that exists in the world What would you do if you had a whole world to yourself? What would you do if you were a god?" A young man in the middle of the night stopped typing on his laptop. His hands started shaking and the black spots on his arms increase further. His illness was acting up. As much as he would like to continue writing his novel, he knows he should not overexert himself. The young man then closed his eyes. By the time he opened his eyes, what was in his vision was no longer the same as before. Instead of the walls o his home, only the wild expense of a forest could be seen. only, this forest of greenery was only as tall as his finger. His feet got wet from stepping into the little pond below him. Whist the young man was doing his own thing, in a far of kingdom, a person barged into the queen's throne room. "My queen! Lord giant creator god has returned!" _____ Zenn, a 20 year old young man suddenly found out that he was affected by an incurable illness. With his death basically imminent, he quit school and went back to his home to take care of his sick mother. He believed that things would go on like that till he could no longer hold on, but something changed some day. He appeared in another world. ... *Technically i don't own the cover so if the owner want me to take it down, speak mortal... *cough*

Vergil didn't like his life and felt that he was heading into a dead end when suddenly he is transported to the shelf of an almighty being. The supreme being brands their minds with the knowledge they need to be useful and has his assistant send them away to a new world to collect a black coffin for him. He didn't like his old life and now his new life will include hunting down miniatures for a mountain sized toddler. Expect Smut starting after chapter 7.

หลังสงครามนิวเคลียร์ โลกถูกเผาผลาญจนทรัพยากรทุกอย่างแทบไม่เหลือ มนุษย์ได้รับโอกาสเริ่มต้นใหม่ แต่ก็ยังวนซ้ำความผิดพลาดเดิมๆ ไม่เปลี่ยนไปเลย เเม้จะอยู่ท่ามกลางสงครามที่จะนำเผ่าพันธุ์ของตนเองสูญสิ้น

Tenshi led a normal life, He died a crushing death. At the mercy of his system he is given a new life. The catch though is he is no longer human He's a tiny feral killing machine, a raptor.

In the tribal dawn of agrarian civilization, the world stretched boundless and veiled in primordial mystery. Through relentless exploration, our ancestors trembled before revelations that defied comprehension - a cosmic tapestry of domed heavens embracing a quadrangular earth, where celestial wonders descended like falling stars. Colossal titans pierced the clouds with skyscraper-sized limbs, their phantasmal silhouettes straddling light and darkness like living monuments. Sentient behemoths emerged from the earth's breath, their mountain-sized forms shimmering between corporeal flesh and ethereal mirage... Were these walking cathedrals of flesh the architects of creation, or omen of oblivion for fledgling civilizations?