childe wriothesley

In the silence of forgotten ages, blood was not merely life—it was legacy. Passed from one vessel to the next, a secret lineage endured while empires rose and fell, leaving only whispers of a hunger older than gods. By the 13th century, the tribe of Oryang lived in innocence at the foot of Mount Matutum. Their days were filled with laughter, their nights with worship and song—untouched by war, untouched by faith, untouched by fear. But shadows need no armies. They need no gods. They only need to hunger. When the first stranger stepped from the forest, his beauty disguised the abyss behind his crimson eyes. What followed was not a raid, nor a war, but a harvest. Children vanished. Blood soaked the earth. The laughter of the tribe was drowned beneath the screams of cattle turned human, prey turned feast. And so, the peace of Oryang village ended in a single night—the night the ancient hunger chose them.

Y/n's letters to Wriothesley after her hanahaki disease was proven fatal. ............. why does love have to be so cruel..?

How the cynical jester Marcel comes to meet the driven knight Vincent and aids him in his quest. They are two of the few who retain their memories and sanity amidst the dense, amnesiac fog that envelops the land. Along the way, they encounter the long-abandoned ruins of a former civilisation that seem so unfeasible in the time they now live. By Eden F. Lintern

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Whitchurch high was not your average high school. It was a high school filled with wolves from different packs even rouges went here among humans and even witches. it's would be the starting point of a great adventure for two wolves and those around them....

Duke's Revenge sequence "And?" But customs changed. His people had little tolerance for sorcerers. They were natural enemies. It was defying all conventions. Violate ancient traditions. He was simply bewitched by her. "And since when do you care about traditions, my friend?" - You are mine. - Richard Morgan sighed contentedly, his hand smothering her face. - Only mine, my dear. Didn't think it was like that ...- The firm hands smoothed his belly. She was silent. A silence that seemed to last a damn eternity. He was the alpha of the pack and the girl a sorceress. Why the hell did he get the impression he could feel something else in her? She wasn't a wolf.

It's a pure comedy. The comedic journey of three friends who are the Ruler of the Universes. They came to complete their last objective. Let's start their hilarious adventure. Even turning the most tragic in to comedy. [ Most of the characters are taken from different mythologies.] It will be quite fast paced. And a lots of grammar mistakes. Enjoy.

-. nacimos en un mundo que no es color de rosa, nacimos en un lugar inospito, donde la vida es monotona y no hay espacio para las emociones y muchos no encuentran la salida.

Un secreto puede ser más pesado que la fama. Y la traición, más cortante que el rechazo. Kim Eun-ji es la "Rosa de la escuela", admirada por su belleza y perfección en la prestigiosa Preparatoria Han-wool. Con una sonrisa impecable, un novio popular y una vida aparentemente ideal, todos la ven como un ícono... pero nadie conoce la verdad detrás de su imagen. Eun-ji no es rica. Vive en un oktapbang con sus padres y hermanos pequeños, trabaja por las noches en un restaurante y lucha por sobrevivir. Todo cambiará cuando su secreto se filtre y su mundo perfecto se derrumbe frente a los ojos de quienes la idolatraban. Bae Su-jin, su "mejor amiga", no solo la envidia: está decidida a destruirla. Park Ji-hoon, su novio, deberá elegir entre el amor o su reputación. Y Lee Jae-hyeok, el chico nuevo y misterioso, podría ser su inesperado refugio... o el principio de una nueva historia.

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!