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To break the gods, he must become worse than them. Raen Valor was once a nameless orphan, a shadow in the alleys of a dying empire. Now, reborn by the will of a forgotten Demon God, he walks a path of blood, betrayal, and stolen power. In a world where true power lies in Names—the sacred truths that define reality—Raen becomes a Thronedead, a forbidden being who devours the Names of gods, rewriting the laws of existence itself. But every name taken eats away at his soul. Every god slain brings him closer to madness, and the throne he seeks to destroy whispers temptations of its own. Alongside Lyra, a girl bound by forbidden magic and a haunting past, Raen ventures into cursed lands, unearths buried truths, and confronts horrors born from divine lies. Together, they will challenge the very foundation of the world. But can a man who devours identity remember who he truly is? Brutal. Philosophical. Unforgettable. Thronebreaker: The One Who Devours Names is a dark fantasy epic that weaves psychological depth, unique worldbuilding, and a power system unlike any you’ve seen before. ___________________________________ Join the Discord for updates, character art, announcements, and more: https://discord.gg/J9VsU5d7

The modern world of magic has moved on. Magic of old no longer allowed in the new age. Deemed too barbaric for the contemporary world, magic skills and formulae have taken the country of Idraver by storm and with their arrival, heralding in a new age of magic. Decades later, a young man named Keldon, born without the ability to use skills, begins to experience strange dreams, and with them came the return of an ancient magic. Given an impossible task, what do his newfound powers mean? Or is their return merely a signal for the beginning of the final end.

In a world where names are the threads of fate—woven into the very fabric of existence—Elias Voss was born to unravel them. A linguistic prodigy exiled from the opulent halls of the Lexicon Empire for daring to question its tyrannical grip, Elias uncovers the Nexus Quill: an ancient stylus that rewrites the ontological ledger of reality. With a single stroke, he can rename a foe as "The Doomed," forcing their empire to crumble from within, or dub an ally "Eternal Vanguard," forging unbreakable loyalty from doubt. What begins as a whisper of vengeance—for the purge that claimed his family—ignites a shadow war across gilded citadels and whispered alleys. Elias, sharp as a scalpel and ruthless as the void, pens his rebellion: a guard becomes "The Traitor's Whisper," spilling secrets that topple a viceroy; a general is rechristened "Hollow Command," leading armies to phantom defeats. But every inscription exacts a toll—the ink seeps into his own name, eroding memories, blurring his humanity into echoes of forgotten syllables. Hunted by the Empire's etymological inquisitors, who decode his wordplay like cryptographers unraveling a god's cipher, Elias dances on the knife's edge of genius and madness. Alliances fracture under renamed betrayals, lovers become unwitting pawns in verses of deceit, and the final stroke looms: rewrite the Emperor's title, or unmake the world itself. Nexus of Names is a cerebral symphony of intrigue and power, where words are weapons, identities are illusions, and one man's lexicon could shatter thrones—or his soul. For everyone who craves a Death Note-style webnovel packed with pulse-pounding cat-and-mouse intellect, dive into this tale of an intelligent MC who rewrites fate with every calculated flourish. If you're hooked on Code Geass-inspired revenge stories that topple corrupt regimes through sheer cunning, this is your next obsession. Explore name-based superpowers in a fantasy realm where linguistics bends reality, or lose yourself in psychological intrigue as an empire falls stroke by treacherous stroke—your mind will never name it the same again.

Chioma, a young and ambitious chef, unexpectedly finds herself caught in a dangerous love triangle between two best friends — Justin and Kelvin. Her encounter with Justin stirs emotions she never anticipated, only for the bond to be shaken by conflicting desires and unspoken boundaries. Amidst the chaos of a bruised heart, Chioma’s culinary career takes an unexpected turn when she lands a job at DC Restaurant, owned by the enigmatic and powerful Kelvin. Unknown to her, Kelvin harbors his own feelings, and Chioma’s presence begins to unravel long-buried tensions between the two men. As secrets surface and loyalties are tested, Chioma is forced to navigate not just matters of the heart, but a web of power, obsession, and betrayal. In a world where love is dangerous and trust is fleeting, one woman’s courage will determine whether she claims her destiny or becomes a pawn in their deadly rivalry.

Synopsis In a world where forgotten names are whispered among the trees, a grieving brother named Elias ventures into the mysterious Forest of Forgotten Names to find his sister, Lila, who vanished without a trace five years ago. The forest is no ordinary place—its trees are alive, their leaves rustling with the stolen memories of those who have disappeared. Elias soon discovers that the forest feeds on the names of the lost, erasing their identities from the world. But when he finally finds Lila, she doesn’t recognize him—or even her own name.

Riyura Shiko isn't your average transfer student-he's a walking thunderclap in a school uniform, armed with a red bow tie, gravity-defying purple hair, and the kind of energy that could power a small city. After a catastrophic incident involving pudding, a ferret, and one tragically heroic trampoline, Riyura is relocated to the halls of Jeremy High in hopes of a "fresh start." The problem? Wherever Riyura goes, normality checks out early. From the moment he bursts through the school gates-shouting greetings at trees, challenging basketball players to dribble pineapples, and composing lunch-table operas for his dumplings-Jeremy High becomes a whirlwind of laughter, embarrassment, and improbable friendship. Yet beneath the slapstick chaos beats a restless heart. Riyura's outrageous confidence hides a kid who's terrified of being ordinary, and his unstoppable antics are his way of reminding everyone-especially himself-that joy still matters. As his classmates slowly learn to see past the absurdity, they discover a spark they didn't know they needed: the courage to be strange, sincere, and fully alive. The Names Riyura Shiko! is a high-energy shonen comedy packed with ridiculous stunts, heartfelt surprises, and the occasional flying pineapple. It's a story about finding belonging not by fitting in-but by blowing the doors off normal and dancing through the confetti that follows. And it is highly unfunny... because it does not aim to be funny. It aims to be as stupid as possible to the point where it annoys the viewer. Because being funny ain't my middle name, because why would I want that! - Sincerely Locke Weisz... :))

They called me the diplomat’s daughter—elegant, silent, obedient. The king trusted my father. The court ignored me. But I wrote every decree. I heard every secret. I knew the truth no one dared speak. When a viper rises in the heart of the Persian Empire, whispering lies to the throne, he doesn’t see me. He doesn’t see the woman who holds the quill. He doesn’t know I am the King’s Ear. And when he signs a decree to erase my people—my faith, my history, my name—I will not scream. I will whisper. A single word in the dark. A truth that could bring an empire to its knees. I am Elara bat-Zev. Daughter of the exiled. Scribe of the palace. Guardian of the flame. This is not a war of swords. It is a war of whispers. And I will win it.

IMPORTANT NOTE: Before you start the story, there are a few things you should know. First of all, the beginning might feel a bit slow. The first six chapters are intentionally dense and a little vague. You’ll probably get a clearer sense of the story’s true shape and tone starting around chapter 7. Second, my chapters are short — around 400–500 words each, except for the early ones. That’s just my current limit. Writing 1,500 words per chapter daily isn’t realistic for me at the moment. But if I get more used to writing regularly, I hope to make them longer in the future. And finally, thank you so much for giving my story a chance. As a new author, I’m doing my best. Please don’t forget to leave a comment with your thoughts — I’ll do my best to reply to every one of them! SYNOPSIS: The Kingdom of Lindre was experiencing one of the most glorious periods in its history. After three long and harsh years of war, it had finally defeated Renalis and carved its name deeper into history. Despite Lindre’s remarkable achievements, the situation for the kingdom’s nobility was far from ideal. The newly gained lands, treasures, and people had turned into tools of politics and greed inside the royal palace. Amidst all this turmoil, one of those struggling to survive was Princess Alia Muriel Lindre, the youngest and third daughter of the royal family. Unfortunately, Alia’s past held an unpleasant incident that had made her time in the palace difficult. And now, caught in the whirlpool of political chaos, her challenges were only growing heavier. However, Alia was not one to give up easily. She would cling to hope with all her strength and no matter what came her way, she was determined to reach the peace she longed for.

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In a realm where gods do not simply rule they brand the path to power is carved into flesh. Every noble child receives their divine tattoo at age seven: a sacred bond to a patron god, proof of lineage, and a lifelong oath. But when Lyric, heir to House Velastra, receives her mark, a second one blooms across her skin—unbidden, unrecorded, and unholy. It whispers not with divine radiance, but with memory. Forgotten memory. Forbidden memory. Exiled from her bloodline and cast into a fractured sanctuary, Lyric begins to uncover the buried history of a god long erased: Orryn, the Keeper of Memory and Silent Rebellion. As ancient wars are reignited and divine truths rot from within, she must choose—become the weapon her family fears, or the spark that severs a world from its parasitic gods. But the realm itself is not a passive stage. It watches. It remembers. And it is no longer content to observe.