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Because of her beauty, Dr. Su is visited by dozens or even hundreds of patients every day for various ailments like hemorrhoids and toothaches. Unexpectedly, there comes an even more outrageous claim: "Doctor, I'm injured there!" Just as Su Mei Xi was about to get angry, she realized it was the man she had met two months ago. Back then, he had been composed, but today, he claimed responsibility and they immediately registered for marriage at the civil affairs bureau, walking out with two red certificates. Initially, she thought she merely found a giant tree to lean on for shelter. However, when her ex-boyfriend, stepbrother... continuously came to harass her, she discovered that this tree not only had exceptional strength, a deep background, and mysterious origins but could also cook, wash clothes, and make beds... And then, one day, a helicopter landed, and he descended from the rooftop. Only then did she realize he was actually a distinguished war god!
Coming from a reality where Italy remained neutral in World War II and Mussolini was never born, Captain Giuliano Paolo Bianchi and his group of marines will have the help of the System Total War, It will recreate the Roman Empire in the West; to do so, expect conflicts with the already weakened Lombard Kingdom, the dying Eastern Roman Empire in the Italian Peninsula, the powerful Abbasid Caliphate, and the provocative The Kingdom of the Franks proclaimed themselves heirs to Rome and then, Germans (HRE), English, Vikings, Mongols, Timurids, Ottoman Turks and other threats. Expect to see the best mechanics from the Total War franchise (Medieval II, Attila, Shogun II, Empire, and Napoleon) used in this novel as the eras progress.
Christmas night, 2035. Strait of Hormuz. Captain John Hastings and his seven-man Gray Horse element fast-roped onto a burning platform to seize a beer-cooler-sized bioweapon. None of them made it off alive. Only Hastings did. A micro-payload punched through his plate and lodged an inch from his heart. The experimental toxin NMDA-7 began rewriting his brain in real time. Medically retired and stamped “severe PTSD,” he was cut loose and sent home. Then the dead started talking. His teammates ride at his six on comms that haven’t existed for years. Past and present bleed together. Seven dead men in his headset and vengeance in his veins, Hastings turns a neon megacity into his private kill zone. Every body he drops breaks the only rule that matters in the underworld, jacking his bounty higher with every heartbeat. Hunted by every contractor on the continent, caught between two timelines, armed only with the dead in his head, he races toward a single, terrible truth: The platform never stopped burning. The war never ended. Some men come home in body bags. John Hastings came home with the war still lodged next to his heart. Now the world finds out what happens when a Tier-One ghost refuses to stay dead.
The world ended beneath the Whiteharrow - a frozen, merciless monument to a civilization that couldn't survive its own collapse. For the last humans, every sunrise is a fight for breath, warmth, and survival against the endless cold... and the evolved, deadly fauna lurking in the frost. Solan Reyes, the engineer, thrives on logic, precision, and caution. Every system, every plan is a thread holding his fragile group together. But when technology fails and the frost bites too deep, salvation comes in the form of Kaius Vale - a hunter as lethal as the monsters he tracks, whose brutality is both terrifying and necessary. Forced into a tense, volatile partnership - the Keeper and the Slayer - they must carve a path through frozen ruins to create sanctuary. Every step demands blood, every victory demands sacrifice. In a world buried by ice, the deadliest threat isn't the cold or the beasts behind them... it's the erosion of their own humanity. - WARNING: This story contains graphic violence, intense peril, harsh language, and extreme survival hardships in a frozen, dystopian world. Reader discretion is strongly advised.
1941. Operation Barbarossa was never launched. Instead, Hitler’s Reich turns its full might westward, crushing France and driving the British into exile. Europe trembles beneath the iron boots of the Third Reich, while the Soviet Union watches from the shadows — stronger, colder, and waiting. In the chaos of this new world, Raed Khaled al-Masri, a 33-year-old Arab intelligence officer, walks a razor’s edge. Officially, he is a liaison for the Reich’s Middle Eastern bureau. Secretly, he serves Stalin’s NKVD — gathering intelligence from the heart of Berlin itself. Calm, cunning, and haunted by the ruins of his homeland, Raed must play both sides in a world devouring itself. Each coded message, each whisper in the dark, could mean victory… or death. As Nazi Germany and the Soviet Union prepare for an inevitable clash — a war that will burn the entire planet — Raed faces a choice: loyalty to ideology, or loyalty to humanity. Because between the Sledgehammer of Stalin and the Swastika of Hitler, there is no middle ground… only survival.
Khanh, an orphan boy, struggles daily to survive on Tier 0—the darkest bottom of a nation ruthlessly divided by an oppressive caste system. His fate takes a dramatic turn when a mysterious old man appears and reveals a horrifying truth: Khanh's true identity is the last descendant of the "Extinct Clan," a legendary bloodline that once possessed millennia-old power before being eradicated in a dark conspiracy. The entire world he knows is merely a veil hiding earth-shattering secrets. From this point, an arduous and bloody journey begins. Khanh must learn to conceal his true identity to survive amidst enemy encirclement, all while secretly pursuing two great goals: protecting innocent commoners from lurking dangers and completely dismantling the unjust tiered system deeply rooted in the nation. To achieve this, he must not only fight using the power of Gods, Demons, Spirits, and Beasts—entities summoned through contracts—but also enter a far more complex and dangerous battlefield: the game of power. Khanh must wield, manipulate, and reshape the realms of economics, politics, and media. Every move on these fronts serves the ultimate purpose of controlling and harnessing the two most primal forces of all: belief (faith) and fear.
The Country of Asterra drives with steam engineering and gold, but beneath its progress lies corruption, deception and manipulation. And as the Sovereigns elections approach, rival noble houses claw for control while commoners struggle to survive the fallout of their wars. In the midst of these chaos, new alliances rise, as they battle against injustice in asterra.
Woo Jin, an 18 year old fresh out of high school, takes his first steps into the UNE/United Nations of Earth boot camp, determined to become a soldier… but the path ahead isn’t just about drills and discipline. it’s about survival, sacrifice, and discovering what it truly means to fight for something greater than yourself. Will the forest trials forge him into steel… or leave him to crumble into dust? —————————————— Author’s note: So this will be my first time making a story too so I’m kinda of a newbie, so expect maybe some bad mistakes, and also leave down a comment to judge so I can fix any mistakes. but other than that, God bless you all. - I’m also busy too, so don’t rush me please. if I’m sick or have things to do like my jobs then I might be off for a while so yeah. I’ll also try to update everyday! I’m also only doing this for fun that’s all lol. thank you all!
After my granddaughter was bullied, the parents of the other party not only refused to apologize but were exceedingly arrogant. Just because they had connections in the city, I went to the school, but the school dared not intervene. I went to the police, but they also told me to let it go. They arrogantly told me that they had connections in the court as well and dared me to sue. With nowhere to appeal, I had no choice but to take out the two first-class merit medals left by my son and daughter-in-law after their deaths and kneel at the gate of the military district compound. This was because six years ago, when the chief personally delivered these two first-class merit medals to my home, he said: My son and daughter-in-law sacrificed for the country; they are heroes, martyrs, the pride of the nation. But now, I want to ask him again: Why is it that when the daughter of a martyr is bullied, there's no one to stand up for her?
They call him 'The Devil.' Not because he’s evil, but because reality itself conspires against him. Every mission gone wrong, every bullet that misses, every machine that fails—Kaelan’s curse is relentless. Hollowed by loss, he’s a perfect soldier…until Elara, a brilliant and dangerously curious teammate, becomes the one variable his curse never accounted for. Now, he fights on two fronts—enemy soldiers, and a universe determined to break him.
(Filed under ACI Pilot Log // Ace Officer Lucas S. Paige — “Frost”) They say the sky was blue once. I’ll take their word for it. By the time I was born, the Xynes had already carved their silhouettes into every horizon humans had left. I never knew my parents. Not their faces, not their voices—just a name signed on an old classified log I wasn’t supposed to find. Maybe that’s why I fly. Maybe I’m still chasing a ghost through cloud cover. My name is Lucas Stratton Paige, Ace Officer of the Aeris Combat Institute, Ace Pilot of the F-7X Aeris Talon. The Xynes—humanoid invaders commanding bio-mechanical swarms—rule the ground and dominate the oceans. So we hit them where their control fractures: the sky. Up here, every second is a verdict, and one mistake is enough to write your epitaph. I can't feel pain, CIP took that from me. It also took a few things I'm still counting. This log isn’t for Command. It’s for whoever finds it—pilot, soldier, or someone breathing in a future I won’t see. It’s the record of the days we held the line. Of the squadron that flew beside me. Of the choices that scarred more than the cities below. And of the moment everything shifted. Because war doesn’t wait for the broken... And the sky never forgets the ones who fall.
When a forgotten civilization is uncovered beneath the western Antarctic ice, the world celebrates the greatest archaeological discovery in history—until the research team reveals something no one understands: an ancient geometric contagion embedded in the ruins, a force that doesn’t infect bodies but infects reality itself. Within days, the “Hollow Virus” tears across the globe. Faults—zones where physics collapses—spread north from Antarctica like a second atmosphere. Buildings drift into the air. Streets fold into impossible shapes. People caught inside distort: some twist into violent, puppet-like aggressors, while others remain fully conscious but trapped in frozen, geometric paralysis. Hospitals overflow with victims who are not medically ill—but cosmically undone. Humanity does what humans always do in apocalypse: they run home. The military deserts. Governments vanish. Emergency systems collapse. The world falls apart in a single night. And in the middle of it stands Specialist Cole Larson—a lazy, hungover Montana National Guard soldier with no ambition and even less discipline. But when the activation order comes and he witnesses the chain of command disintegrate firsthand, he becomes one of the few still wearing a uniform. Abandoned by leadership and “voluntold” to stay behind, Cole realizes he has no reason to remain in Montana at all. He doesn’t have a wife, kids, or anything close to a real future—just a mother somewhere in Los Angeles. Whether she’s alive doesn’t matter. Finding her gives him a direction to walk. So he straps on his gear, pulls on his tan balaclava and shades, and becomes something the broken Northwest whispers about in fear: Stillface— the soldier with no reaction, no hesitation, and nothing left to lose. Armed with a .22 MP5, a battered Polish AK, and the stubborn will to keep moving, Cole travels the hollowed highways of America. From Idaho to Washington to Oregon and down into the ruined skeleton of California, he crosses a wasteland where Faults tear the world open and Aberrants stalk the night. The further he goes, the stranger he becomes— less man, more myth. On the cracked highways of a world unraveling, Cole Larson walks alone. Not to save the world. Not to save anyone. Just to reach the end of the road, no matter what it holds.
Alexander Cross once negotiated peace between warlords with a gun to his head. Now he’s negotiating coffee budgets and quarterly reports. After retiring from black-ops under the codename Ghost One, Alex wants nothing more than a quiet, civilian life. But when a failing defense-tech company hires him as a last-minute executive, his old instincts return to haunt the boardroom. Deals become missions. Mergers feel like hostage rescues. And competitors? Just another battlefield with better suits. While his team sees a calm, brilliant CEO, only his COO, Claire Hartmann, notices the soldier beneath the smile — a man still wired for war but trying to live for peace. Armed with logic, loyalty, and absurdly overqualified combat reflexes, Alex must lead Apex Dynamics Group through corporate espionage, government contracts, and enemies who don’t just compete — they kill. He survived the battlefield. Can he survive the office?
Millennium War The world ended once; the rest is just the aftermath. The Millennium War never truly stopped. Nations collapsed and rose again from the ashes, fractured, bitter, and obsessed with power. The air hums with drones, the oceans hide arsenals, and the skies have forgotten peace. From the burning ruins of old alliances, new empires have taken shape, each believing they are the last hope for humanity. In this world of shadowed laboratories and endless frontlines, super soldiers were born: perfect weapons with imperfect hearts. They were meant to end wars. Instead, they became the reason the war could never end. Among them walks Raiden, a fugitive forged by science and scarred by loyalty. Hunted by the governments that made him and haunted by the comrades he lost, he moves through cities that no longer sleep, a living reminder of what humanity sacrificed for control. Around him, unseen forces stir: a secret order of clones bound by disease and design, a dying empire plotting the annihilation of continents, and ghosts of soldiers who never stopped fighting. Each story unfolds across continents and ideologies, threads woven together by a single question: What does it mean to be human in a world that manufactures its own gods? Every life is a battlefield. Every truth, a weapon. And in the silence between gunfire,the Millennium War continues.
In a world where the echoes of ancient gods still linger, and the remnants of shattered kingdoms lie buried beneath centuries of dust, peace is but a fragile illusion. The Caelthera continent stands divided—its empires once bound by faith and honor, now torn apart by greed, ambition, and fear. Magic, the song of creation itself, still hums through the land, though few can wield it without cost. The elves and dwarves have vanished into legend, leaving men to inherit a world they barely understand. Kingdoms rise and fall upon the edge of steel and sorcery, and each blade broken sings another verse in the long lament of the world. Amidst this uneasy calm, a faint whisper spreads across the lands—a song not yet forgotten, waiting to be heard once more. When the balance breaks, and the old oaths are tested anew, the world will remember the melody of the broken blades... and those fated to carry it.