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something i made about a group of friends from discord

A novel based on a discord server's lore set in a fantasy setting.

In a world where legends lived and gods walked, two entities stood above all: Phoebus, The Necrophile Lord and Hardy, The Corny Supreme. They were beings of immense power, revered and feared in equal measure. Born from the essence of creation continent itself, they had shaped the world with their hands, their wills carving mountains and filling seas. But now, they faced each other in a confrontation that would decide the fate of everything they had built. Phoebus, with hair of golden light and eyes that shone like the sun, stood firm, his spear shimmering with ethereal fire. Across from him, Hardy, dark as the void with eyes like the deepest night, wielded a spear that crackled with dark energy. They had come to this desolate plain, the last unbroken part of their continent, to settle a grudge that had festered for millennia. As they stood, a few hundred paces apart, the air between them was tense, vibrating with the raw power they emanated. Lightning flashed across the sky, and the ground trembled beneath their feet. Hardy's voice, deep and resonant, broke the silence. "Necro," he growled, "it has come to this, as we always knew it would." Phoebus nodded solemnly, his eyes never leaving Hardy's. "Indeed, Corn. The balance we once held is shattered. This must end." Without another word, they charged. Their spears clashed with a sound that shattered mountains. Each strike was a force of nature, each parry a defiance of fate. They moved with blinding speed, their forms blurring as they struck and counter-struck. The ground split open, molten lava spilling forth as the land itself could not withstand their fury. Phoebus twirled his spear, its tip leaving trails of fire in the air. He thrust forward, aiming for Hardy's heart, but Hardy sidestepped with inhuman agility, his own spear lashing out to cut a deep gash in Phoebus's side. The golden blood that flowed from the wound turned to steam as it touched the air. With a roar, Phoebus swung his spear in a wide arc, unleashing a wave of searing light. The blast incinerated everything in its path, leaving a charred, smoking crater. Hardy barely managed to deflect the worst of the attack with his own spear, the dark energy crackling around him forming a protective barrier. Hardy retaliated by plunging his spear into the ground. Shadows erupted from the point of impact, spreading like a plague. Trees withered and died instantly, the earth itself seemed to rot and decay. Phoebus leaped back, but not before the creeping darkness reached his legs, causing them to tremble and weaken. "You've grown weaker, old friend," Hardy taunted, his voice echoing with dark mirth. "And you have grown more cruel," Phoebus retorted, summoning his strength to counterattack. He thrust his spear skyward, and a column of pure light descended from the heavens, engulfing Hardy. The light seared through the shadows, burning away the darkness. The force of their attacks was not limited to their immediate surroundings. Waves of destruction radiated outward, leveling forests, evaporating lakes, and turning mountains into rubble. The very air grew thin, unable to sustain life in the face of such overwhelming power. The sky darkened as ash and debris were thrown into the atmosphere, blocking out the sun. For hours they fought, neither giving ground. Their movements were a deadly dance, a ballet of destruction. Every swing of their spears tore the sky apart, and every clash sent shockwaves that leveled everything in their path. The seas boiled, and the land itself cracked and crumbled. Phoebus, summoning the last of his strength, launched himself at Hardy with a ferocious cry. His spear, glowing with the intensity of a thousand suns, aimed straight for Hardy's heart. Hardy, his eyes burning with unyielding determination, met him head-on. His spear, cloaked in shadows that seemed to devour the light, struck toward Phoebus's heart with equal force. The moment their spears pierced each ot

In 2022 Scientists found an opening to a gate that leads to another dimension in the northernmost of Ohio. They decided to use the gate to travel to the other dimension, and explore it. However, when they arrived in the other dimension, they found that it was full of monsters. These monsters were called the "Shadowfell", and they were very powerful. The scientists were able to defeat some of the monsters, but many more escaped back into the other dimension.

So I uh, got dead and reincarnated to...Ohio? Shii, I thought the place wasn't for real, for real. Know what I'm saying G? And I got dees kids that follow me man, I gots me an army of Skibidi Skids. And they say I'm their Brain Rot Overlord. This should be interesting.

This is a troll novel you might've seen from tiktok I just thought of it as a joke and prolly won't finish it

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Since he first laid eyes on Michael Phelps as a teenager, young Beau has longed to be an Olympian; the better to sleep with as many other Olympians as possible. Too bad he's a flop at every sport he tries.<br><br>An offhand reference by his European mother reveals a family connection to the world of competitive shooting, and a quick -- if not wholly truthful -- email nets Beau an invitation to Luxembourg to train with Marcel, a dashing rifle champion. He jumps at the chance, and, when he learns they aren't actually related, at the champ.<br><br>Sparks fly, but Beau’s never exactly been what you’d call a one-man man. Will Beau’s smoldering desire for Marcel burn hot enough to keep the torch of his Olympic dreams aflame?

Red was a Teenager who never talked for the next couple of years. Ever since his Mom died, he was exceedingly upset and never talked from then on. The only thing he liked to do was go out and explore the woods. Then he goes on a plane ride and the plane crashes to a island. He meets some people and they go on an adventure.

They thought it was just another day at the office— Until mandatory cooking battles, unexpected road trips, and caffeine-fueled disasters turned their routines upside down. Between stolen snacks, late-night teamwork, and a boss who keeps them on their toes, even the most logical minds can’t predict what comes next. Because in this office, work is one thing. Surviving each other? That’s the real challenge..