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The Hollow Resonance

Life is a great mystery. Demanding endurance, denying meaning. From the very first spark of existence on Earth to this present moment, trillions Each living being experiences it differently. But no species embodies the sheer diversity of that experience more than humans. He alone was cursed with awareness, that most tragic of defects. He remembers. He regrets. He hopes. And it is precisely this trembling machinery of thought that breaks him more exquisitely than any beast. The animal obeys hunger. The tree seeks sunlight. But man? The man hesitates. He questions. What is the meaning? Why this pain? Why am I not someone else, somewhere else, suffering something simpler? Humans—undoubtedly—possess near-infinite adaptability. He adapts—but not through wisdom. Through wounds. Through hunger, humiliation, and betrayal. His spirit does not ascend. It calcifies. Not heroic—just stubborn. Too broken to be serene. Too alive to stay dead. It is this trait, above all, that has elevated them beyond every other creature that crawls, flies, or swims upon this planet. And yet, for all their strength... life remains cruel. A merciless teacher. One that hands you the test first and only afterward reveals the lesson. Not everyone survives the curriculum. Most fail this test. They kneel. They drink. They vanish. Who can blame them? It is only natural to flee from the cold. But a rare few endure—no matter what is thrown their way. Again and again, they are broken, bent, beaten—yet never shattered. They adapt. They persist. And when they glance back at the road they’ve traveled, even they are startled to hear the faint echoes of their former, suffering selves. These people are not ordinary. They are exceptions among exceptions. Geniuses among geniuses. Forged not in comfort, but in crisis. And among them stands one young man— One who will not break. One who will not bow. One whose name will echo through the halls of both greatness and grief. Among the sea of human frailty, some anomalies appear—too sharp, too strange, too stubborn. In every era, one awakens. Not a hero. Not a sage. Just a man... burning at both ends. And in this era, that man’s name is—
MRFHS · 1.6k Views

Swords Aren't Made to Kill Gods

His family was killed, his life was shattered, his world was destroyed, ALL BECAUSE OF THE GODS! The seven seats– Beings that governed the heavenly realm had descended on the Planet Cryst– His home, they came with their War angels and Immortal Demons, all to wage war on one mortal– The Anomaly that defied fate. But he wasn't that Anomaly, the anomaly was someone else. He watched his world burn to the ground and with the help of the Archmage Alphonso, he could only save 48 people, and thus, only the 50 people remained in the world, striving to survive. That's when something happened– They found a way to travel dimensions, to escape their world, but there was a catch– only one person could enter the gate. He was forced out of the planet and his memories slowly eroded as a price for breaking the natural laws of the universe, but something remained– his rage, the burning anger he felt against the gods. And he swore under the witness of the universe; "With My Sword, I will cut down every single being that calls themselves a 'god'!" His memories completely withered, but his powers still remained– he just wasn't aware of it, or who he was. He arrived on Earth, got integrated into the society and lived like a normal human for 2 years. But something was wrong with him and he could feel it, but admist the wrongness he felt in his being, he had just one wish– to know who he was and where he came from. Ding! [Do you have a wish?] "Yes" [Then ascend the Tower of Caelum, on the 100th floor, your wish shall be granted.] Invited to a tower lurking with transcendental beings and the gods he vowed to kill and his memories slowly returning, what would he do? No– we know what he'd do... the question is, how would he get strong enough to cut down these gods with his sword? Especially with the fact he knows– he knows it, but he still won't stop or relent, and if anybody tells him what he already knows, he'd simply reply: "I already know, that swords weren't made to kill gods."
Deranged_Writer · 1.9k Views

The Fallen Noble is Crazy Rich in a Game-Like World!

"You don't lead by being right. You lead by doing what must be done—even if it ruins you." Ruel Varelli, the only son of a disgraced noble house, lives in exile at the Empire’s forgotten edge—a dying town where even hope seems too expensive. At eighteen, he finally attempts his long-awaited Talent Awakening… and fails. Branded with a lowly D-rank ability, Cold Touch, Ruel's dreams of reclaiming his family's honor seem more out of reach than ever. But when a strange screen appears before him, everything changes. [You have gained access to Enma and you have obtain its system!] [You have received millions of En Coins!] [Your talent has been upgraded!] [Quest: Raise your family to Royal Status.] With access to a hidden world, game-like systems, and a vault of otherworldly resources, Ruel begins a quiet revolution—from the shadows of exile to the halls of power. Yet the power he awakens isn't just new. Ruel inherits more than lost treasures—he inherits the legacies his forefathers buried: old alliances, buried enemies, and the unresolved wars they left behind. What starts as a mission to uplift his name becomes a struggle across worlds—one that unearths buried truths, invites divine intervention, and places Ruel at the center of something far greater than legacy. This is the rise of the boy history will remember as the one who turned disgrace into destiny. The one most often remembered alongside the phrase: "Grass to Grace." - - - Additional Tags: Interworld Travel • Politics • Strategic Power Climb • War • Godly Interference •
JuicyGrapes · 11.9k Views

Building The Strongest Family

[Ding........ ] [System Binding.......] [10%..........] [20%..........] [40%..........] [60%..........] [80%..........] [100%........] [ Congratulations, Host! The Strongest Family System has been bound! ] ---------------------------- “Huh? I’ve transmigrated…” Arthur muttered, his voice barely above a whisper as he surveyed his bewildering new surroundings. Confusion washed over him like a tidal wave. ----------------------------- Arthur was just an ordinary corporate worker, an overworked cog in the relentless machine of corporate life. After seven grueling days of nonstop overtime, his body finally gave out, collapsing right before his computer screen at home. He thought that was it; he thought he was dead. But little did he know, fate had something extraordinary in store for him. Instead of fading into oblivion, Arthur found himself thrust into a vast and unfamiliar world, one ten times larger than Earth itself! To his astonishment, he had become the head of the Osborn family, a once-mighty lineage now teetering on the brink of destruction. Bound by the standard configuration for all transmigrators: The System which is the [Strongest Family System ], Arthur faced an epic challenge: to transform the faltering Osborn family into the most powerful dynasty in existence. Join Arthur on this thrilling adventure as he navigates treacherous waters filled with intrigue, power, influence and danger. Can he lead a declining family back to glory and secure their place at the top? Discord Server : https://discord.gg/SCbm8s6dZJ
Mysterious_Ghost · 1.1m Views

Wait, How Did My Virtual Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal?

[Single Female Lead] [Fresh Concept] [Virtual Girlfriend + Pay-to-Win Upgrades] My name is Chen Huai’an, and I’m dying of cancer. Lately, I’ve been hooked on a game where I raise a virtual girlfriend. I’ve spent all my money buying her cultivation techniques and magical artifacts. My wallet’s empty, but I’m grinning like an idiot. I thought it was just a game—until one day, my virtual girlfriend sent me a pill. A second later, that pill was in my hand. ...I might not have to die after all?! ... Years later, I’m unrivaled under the heavens, with a beauty by my side, looking back on it all. “Tch, all I did was drop some cash. How’d I end up as the Supreme Sword Sovereign?” ---------- My name is Li Qingran. I had my cultivation crippled, my spiritual root dug out, and was cast out of my sect, left to rot in a rundown shack, waiting for death. I thought my life was over—until I met a mysterious senior who never showed his face. This senior healed my wounds and guided my cultivation. I grew stronger, eventually becoming the greatest sword cultivator in the Cangyun Realm. Word is, the Cangyun Realm’s spiritual energy is drying up, and the Heavenly Path is fading. Some immortal powerhouses plan to merge our world with another on the verge of a spiritual resurgence. A great era of conflict is coming. Even immortals risk falling. I’ve scoured the world for traces of that senior. I will protect him—and become his dao companion!!! --------- Support my work and advanced chapters at - https://www.patreon.com/c/neltharion255
DaoisthN9izu · 333 Views