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Rebirth: The Path of vengeance
Join discord server for novel discussion https://discord.com/invite/A8fVrq2d _______ What does every living creature desire more than anything else? The answer is rather straightforward: to persist, to endure, to cling to life for as long as possible. This universal desire was no different for a man in his mid-twenties named Ryan. Ryan found himself embroiled within a dangerous game, pursued relentlessly by the God of War faction. In this world, where magic reigns supreme and monstrous beasts of demonic origins roam free, the faction stood as the most formidable power. Struggling desperately to safeguard his life, Ryan succeeded in his endeavors, but only up until a gut-wrenching betrayal from the person he least expected - Noah, his best friend, his confidant. An act of treachery led to his downfall. Betrayal in this world was not a metaphorical stab in the back, but a literal one. The sword that Noah drove into his chest left him lying in a pool of his own blood, his life force slowly draining away. As he lay there, the bitter taste of anger and an insatiable thirst for revenge filled his heart. It was at this moment of despair when an ethereal, angelic female voice echoed in his ear. ._._._._._. [DING! DING!!] YOU HAVE FINALLY MET THE REQUIREMENTS OF THE GREAT DIVINITY SYSTEM. DO YOU ACCEPT THE GREAT DIVINITY SYSTEM? [YES] / [NO] ._._._._._. ***** In a twist of fate, Ryan finds himself reincarnated as Ethan Callahan, now imbued with the power of the Great Divinity System. A virgin path unfurls before him, a road yet untrodden. The question that hangs in the balance is this: will he choose the path of vengeance, a road that might lead to his ruin? Or will he opt for a life of peace, a path far removed from blood and betrayal? The choices lie before him, and only time will tell which path he will tread.
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Misguided Metaphors
I'm not supposed to be here. I know it's wrong but my body and mind (I don't know if my heart's included) tell me to stay beside this man. He is the only person who understand mostly everything about me, needless to say my weird poetries, all my hopes and dreams, my crooked sense of humor. His laughter, grin and smiles are all there is that's giving me drug, making me seek for more of this. ..
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Set Fire to Rain
4.94
In the shadow of tragedy, Meredith's world crumbled like a fragile sandcastle, swept away by the merciless waves of fate. With her mother's demise echoing in her soul, a sinister revelation emerged – her father had gambled away their fortune, leaving behind a staggering debt that clawed at the edges of her existence. As if scripted by the cruel hand of destiny, Meredith's father fled, abandoning her to face the financial tempest alone. The burden of survival rested heavily on her young shoulders, and the weight threatened to shatter her resolve. But amid the debris of despair, an unexpected lifeline emerged, weaving an enigmatic twist into the narrative of her upheaval. Paris, the city of love and lights, became the backdrop for Meredith's metamorphosis. Yet, the glamour of the French capital remained elusive as her modest budget clashed with the city's extravagant reality. Shelter, a basic human need, became a luxury she could ill afford. Then, like a subtle melody in the cacophony of her turmoil, Matthew entered the stage. A peculiar proposition danced in the air – he offered her a room in his apartment. However, fate, in its mischievous playfulness, cast Matthew as a central figure in a drama laced with bitterness. Matthew, the ex-flame of her closest confidante Maria, was the embodiment of a past Meredith despised. The lingering embers of their tumultuous history sparked a tension that crackled beneath the surface. Would Meredith swallow her pride, her disdain for Maria's ex-lover, and accept the refuge offered by this unexpected ally? Or, would she face the unforgiving streets of Paris, choosing solitude over the discomfort of cohabiting with her nemesis? As Meredith contemplates this paradoxical predicament, a curious metaphor unfolds – fire and water forced into a reluctant alliance within the confines of a shared space. The sparks of their clashing personalities promise a spectacle, a sizzling fusion of passion and cool detachment. In the heart of Paris, where love and defiance dance hand in hand, Meredith and Matthew find themselves bound by circumstance, fanning the flames of an unlikely companionship. Yet, beneath the surface of this unconventional arrangement lies the question that lingers like an unspoken secret – can Meredith, the fiery protagonist scarred by her past, find solace and redemption in the proximity of her watery counterpart? The streets of Paris hold the answers, echoing with the footsteps of a young woman navigating the intricate alleys of loss, pride, and the unforeseen chemistry that ignites when opposites collide.
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The Lich System (Remastered)
4.62
Duth our main focus has died tragically, more to the point he died watching his cousin die. Only to receive in kind a deadly sentence. originally content as now in spirit they rest. He has been woken to find himself pulled from the realms, not just him but many others like him. Other souls. Their tormented suffering allowing magic to expand to greater feats. Now vengeful not only with those who took his family, friends and other souls, but the world that stood by and allowed it. Duth with sheer will and perhaps an unknown entities help rises up as an avenging lich. Only it was all wrong, he had a system.. he wasn't right. emotions almost stripped bare, just like his flesh. Dark energies flowing in his metaphoric veins. But there stood a few solid goals. World domination and to bring the wraith of souls upon the unfortunates. Now in a game he never intended to play. Duth starts his journey of questionable morals and a seething and wrathful will.
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A Metaphor
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The Iceberg Metaphor
Nicola Realonda is everyone. Why? She lies. She seeks revenge. Her mind is filled with immoral urges. But as what always psychologist says, there is a reason for everything. They are implying that it happened because something or someone triggers it. The sexual urges, selfish needs, or violent motives were always there, and it won't go away. Usually, those were hiding at the back of our minds. Like an iceberg, you only see the tip of it, and you are not sure what is underneath. So, be ready to stop it because once you lose your shit, you can not hide from the NBI. When an iceberg collapsed and turned upside down. Her Id will be exposed. What do you think she will do?Join her as she explore the world of psyche.
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Supreme Ruler: Control Is Greater Than Power!
My life? Many people see me as the most fortunate person existing. Maybe it was due to the power I wield, or what I had in my possession. But I found it hilarious; how I, myself, find my life worthless, every and anything I cared about getting burned in the flames of my ever-flowing energy. I don't mean it literally, more like… a metaphor, I guess. The world always opposed every and anything I stood for. I'm sure if you stood against me you would end up victorious. Anyway, off with my sorrows. To make everything interesting, I'll have to show you a clearer view of the world I live in. Here it is; the story I so much wanted to share with you… all of you… *** In Archon, the union of a demon and angel was considered sacrilege to all its inhabitants—Apart from this glaring hatred for the union, any offspring from the union would die a miserable death. Stiles, a Nephalem, birthed from the union of a demon and angel had no choice but to face this challenge head-on, his parent's life becoming the payment for his survival. Stiles, filled with anger, tried to end his life but failed with every attempt. Embarking on a journey to end his miserable life, he came in contact with a fortress that will change his life, turning him from a depressed boy into a Ruler—one that will reign over the land of Archon. ______________ Good day, ladies/gentlemen. I've not done much writing, but I hope you would check my work out and give feedback.A/N: 100 power stones= 1 chapter.10 Golden Tickets= 1 chapter. Thanks~ ----------- The cover photo is not mine, so if you are the artist or you know the artist, kindly communicate. Thanks~
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Pursuing Immortality
4.39
Meet Gu Yu—a college dropout and a talented incense maker, and at the same time, the rather stoic protagonist of this story. Despite his somewhat introverted manner, he has a tendency to make sarcastic remarks in his thoughts. One day, after saving a squirrel, a windfall (metaphorically and literally) dropped into his lap.Stumbling into the cultivation world with little help, he was not turned into Superman overnight (as he would like). Apparently, becoming a cultivator would not make your life easier, at least in the beginning. Somewhere along the road, he ran into Jiang Xiaozhai, a young woman who’s got the brains, the beauty, and maybe one or two secrets of her own. As it turned out, the two made a perfect team—Mulder-and-Scully style. Motivated by many unanswered questions, they had been running up and down the country, getting into all kinds of trouble, and learning more of the modern cultivation world, which is by no means the same as in the ages long past…
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Life’s a metaphor
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Nice Metaphor
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Transmigration Transformation: Trash To Interstellar Treasure
Wen Yu had been a homebody all his life. He'd lost both of his siblings when he was two which prompted his parents to raise him in a metaphorical glass cage.Due to being shielded all his life, it was so easy for him to fall to the schemes of others and he lost his life at the hands of his cousin and so called best friend. The next time Wen Yu gained consciousness, he was inexplicably transmigrated into a futuristic universe by an unknown entity, where the stronger ruled over the strong. Faced with a universe filled with, Mechas, spiritual power and being born in a military family to the most talented general of the Federation, Wen Yu quickly discovered that he could no longer be the pampered young master that he once was -especially when he was born with a body with extremely low aptitude.Sigh.This is BxB, MxM, Bl, Yaoi. In case that wasn't clear enough.Gong mc.Author here: I can't design sh*t so I got the cover photo from pinterest credits to owner
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A Clever Metaphor For Love
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Unveiled (MLL)
With each mile that he passed with his car his anger turned from fury to a blinding fire to a pitch black pit of chaos. And yet the pitch black chaos was too small a word as further ahead he went, until there he stood in front of ‘Manerium Somniorum’The manor of dreams.Standing at the gates his anger dissipated to a form of fear and melancholy. Christian knew it like he knew the back of his hand that these emotions were his. Whatever he was feeling was an aftermath of what the manor was listening in on. The walls were screaming the story that unfolded between their bricks as the windows tried to leap open, over powered by the yearning need for some kind of a void. An escape from what unfolded. The gate of the manor seemed barred from reality. Acutely preoccupied by the nightmare. Participating and escaping every word the manor screamed. Time did not exist beyond these gates. No what was left behind was simply the shadow of broken hearts.With each second that passed Christian watched a darkness descend upon the manor as thick mists of clouds and shadows formed. Untouched was the reality outside the gate but inside Manerium Somniorum dreamed. Dreamed of a heartbroken man. Echoed of an unquenchable thirst. Begged for her return. Pulling every reality into it in its desperation, whispering and moaning Christian or anyone that dared to watch to enter. Enter their dream. Dream their love. And bathe in their despair as a symphony lulled Christian into a heavy sleep. With each ticking minute the manor seemed to draw further and further away, without even realizing his eyes had closed and his body was mesmerized by her. By them.It played out again like a song, starting with a verse. A look. A pair of eyes. A shadow. As translucent darkness shone brightly around a man and interlaced with his soul. And there she stood. It was her form and her face and yet her eyes betrayed who she was. A conscious thought metaphored into her existence, standing right there under the soft glow of his lantern. Christian was the prince and the prince was chaos as their fell in love for the first time. As their skin felt the fleeting graze of her smile and their ears heard the soft whisper of her gown tease the ground. There all three souls stood as one falling in love with the same form and yet a different woman. "We were never meant for tomorrow ..." She said with a trembling voice as her hand reached out for his, so close and yet much like their fates all there was between them were dreams.
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100 days with the Grimm Reaper
4.37
"Hello there, Mary. I am here to collect your soul." Annemarie Ortega appreciates the quiet life. As a waitress in a small town, she rarely keep out of her comfort zone. Not until she attempt suicide and survives only to meet a strange man named Heath. He claims he is a grim reaper and tells her that he has come to claim her soul in 100 days. Mary remains skeptical until Heath is able to prove to her that he is the real deal. When that happened, Mary realises that her life would never remain as it was. Her peace of mind and innocent life becomes shattered as she crosses her threshold, burning her metaphorical bridges as there was no turning back.Disoriented, Mary begins to navigate to goal, facing unfamiliar challenges and new rules while adapting to her new lifeespecially the fact that cancer was going to kill her in less than 100 days. An unfortunate scenario occurs and Mary finds herself tangled up in a world of deadly conspiracies and a thousand years of supernatural intrigue. Will she be able to change her fate?Will she be able to survive 100 days? Mary addresses her flaws and refuse to hit rock bottom but behind the scene are other grim reapers who plot nothing less than wanting her very own soul.
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Emily Grace's _Grey_ •Pain is just a Metaphor•
Pain is Just a metaphor
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Barbearian
I had once been a human, I think, but now I'm a bear. Not a very good one, mind you, but still a bear. I'm hoping to make it big, both physically and metaphorically, to have my own fruit grove and honeycomb, and to never go hungry. That would be cool!Author's note: battle-junkie adventure story released in daily bite-sized chunks. Enjoy!
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Lucifer Found His Angel
He is mafia king. He is Devil incarnated both metaphorically and literally.. God's son who is punished to live in the hell on earth... Mafia world and rule over it...But his death came from his own little brother. He was supposed to die by his brother's plan but he didn't. because even ruining almighty god's plans... she saved him... She... a girl more pure than the angels. Her light impressed even divinity. She is a heart surgeon. She has a record of no one dying on her table. But now she made fate angry by saving the Devil. and Devil is madly searching for the girl who got a scar while saving him. He wants her as his queen and he can do anything for it... Even if it means hurting her... Ruining her! But She has to be his... Mafia is a world where the Devil rules and it is his hell and Lucifer is the king. Can she survive with her light in this darkness?... I don't think so... can her light change the Devil's darkness or his darkness will change her light .... no matter what... seeing the fight of light and darkness is going to be a lot of sparks... so tighten the seatbelts.... this ride is not going to be easy .....
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The Game of Undeath
Death, a frightening concept to any mortal who has lived a long enough life. From those young to still not comprehend the nature of death, to those old enough who have been waiting for its inevitable embrace, death is a constant in species with finite lives. What the mortals didn’t know was that Death was alive. A concept, thought to be the end of all life, was actually one that has a life of its own, and it has grown bored for the first time in millennia of doing their job every single day without stopping in keeping the cycle of reincarnation busy. Said boredom gave them an idea to throw a still alive mortal into a different dimension… As a mortal that does not need to fear the concept of Death’s domain. They also gave said mortal a guide in the form of the mortal’s favorite hobby, gaming. With Death at his back (metaphorically of course), Sev, the mortal who Death has picked, must now navigate a world full of madness and insane habitats because there was no way a normal God actually shaped the world he was transmigrated to. Seriously, who in their right minds grabbed all the races ever conceived and placed them into a singular world? Hell, there was even steampunk, magitech, even some 21st century technology bullshit here. The less said about the futuristic weapons and inventions like laser guns, the better. And if that wasn’t enough, the System Death gave him was bare-bones as all hell! Stats that only grow if you allocate your points, some quests here and there, oh, and the best part, no HP and MP bar. So no min-max strategy will work, no matter how hard Sev tries. So yeah, Sev is in it for quite a ride. At least he can’t die, doesn’t mean he won’t feel the pain of having his body torn in half.
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Deep Space Epoch
4.46
(Going to be slow releases the week of 2/24 - 3/1. Slightly unwell and working all day Mon-Fri, so only expecting one chapter / 2 days)Ivan Storme was once a billionaire, a man who ruled with money. His company operated in all sectors across Earth and was publicly renowned. However, Ivan had built most of his power with shady and illegal means, often conducting inhumane actions for the sake of profit. When this information was discovered and released to the public, he was forced to flee or face a life sentence behind bars.With all of his past accomplishments and fortune crumbling before him and with no path of survival in front of him, Ivan took desperate measures to escape pursuit. He contacted an illegal human experimentation facility and paid all the money he had on hand to be cryogenically frozen in stasis for 200 years when the technology to revive someone from such a state existed.When he woke up from stasis and was expecting a new life in a highly developed world filled with flying cars and holographic projections, instead he woke up to an unfamiliar environment in a completely different galaxy..Ivan was sure of only one thing. The time he slept for was definitely not 200 years.From the author: This has been on my mind for a long time so I have decided to put pen to paper, metaphorically. I'm currently doing an average 7ch/week + extras as I like, I will update this of any changes.P.S. I don't proofread or edit. Doing so annoys me far more than you would be reading it. It's pretty clean already so for any typos, treat them as me testing your adaptability. ^.^ Comment any major errors and thou shalt be fixed
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Quest Of Vengeance:Extinction Of My Enemies
Spoiler WarningAs a Vampire travels a long and treacherous path to her home to tell the kingdom of the war coming making allies and helping other mystical creaturesmaking friends and finding about her powers will she get back home in time or will she and her kingdom perish Fighting Gods Killing demons going through hell and back metaphorically and literallyAs She kills the Evil Gods to Finally wipe the werewolves form the face of the universe but for that she must make her way through the lands to reach the gods and kill them all to finally be able to hurt her enemy THE IMMORTAL ALPHA The king of werewolves and killer of her motherHe killed her kind without mercy and as long as he is alive the vampires will never be safeHer main goal is to make the werewolves extinct she has been training for all her life after supposedly killing him she finds that the Evil Gods aid him and make him immortal what will our hero have to do to end the werewolves and soon her anger is unleashed and in her final battle she finally completes her mission extinction of her enemies the werewolves had been...... and none of them.....
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