heralds of unicron

In a world filled with awakens, magic, gods and mysterious entities, a boy named Moon wonders. 'In a world such as this were miracles can be performed, why am I suffering in this hell hole, dying in an alley like a rat, why am I the only one who has lost everything, why am I alone.' The answer was simple really because he was weak, because he was powerless. ....... The story follows a young boy named Moon, after witnessing the death of his mother as a child he his now plagued by the nightmares of his mother's death and a terrifying entity. Moon lives most of his life on the streets of the ground city, surviving on scraps, shivering through cold nights and wondering if he would see the sun rise. After realising that he wasn't living he was just surviving, he gave up, ready to surrender his life to the cold grasp of death. If Life didn't get better after he became an awakened then there was no chance of him living a better life or ever being happy. So he decided he was done with it but just then, a strange man approached and after that everything changed for better or for worst.

This isn't the book, read the real book, name is heralds crown

For Eons, Olympians and the Norse Gods have clashed for supremacy over Earth. Tired of endless war without any results, Odin and Zeus forged an agreement of peace, turning to a proxy war on Earth. Their battlefield? The greatest kingdom on Earth: the Aetherian Kingdom of Athens. Whoever wins this proxy war will claim the earth. Cousins of the Same Royal Family. One throne. And the gods of different pantheons on either side. The Titans — a hundred proud princes born with the blessings of the Greek gods. Filled with power and ambition, they believe it's their destiny to rule the land of Aachion. The Heralds — five brothers, raised in exile and guided by the Norse gods — return to claim what’s rightfully theirs and answer for every injustice they faced by their own family. But when both sides are backed by gods, war isn’t just about land and power anymore. It's about fate, pride, loyalty... and who survives when gods wage war through mortals. Enter Arceus, one who is fostered by Sun Deity Helios and trained by Heracles (Hercules), one who can break the balance between them. His mother, Eurydice, is the mother of his half-brothers, the Heralds. His father, Apollo, and his master, Heracles, were loyal to Zeus and the supporters of the Titans. Who will Arceus choose? The Heralds or the Titans? Follow his journey in Theomachy: Titans and the Heralds.

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I never thought I would be betrayed

Sa bahay-ampunan nag-umpisa. Aware si Nazmiya, ipinagkasundo na siya sa kababatang si Nato. Pero heto makulit ang puso niya. Tinitibok niyon ay iba. At iyon ay walang iba kundi si Apollo. Kahit pa nalaman niya ang sikreto nito ay wala pa rin iyong pinagbago. Gusto niya si Apollo. Period. Ganoon din kaya ito kahit pa parehas silang may kabibeng tinatago?

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The story of Lexa's trials, triumph and love.

You're already a criminal, might as well enjoy it.

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!