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The Fleur family home smelled like boiled potatoes and desperation.
I stood at the kitchen counter, hands moving through the familiar motions of peeling vegetables while my mind wandered somewhere between this life and the last. The knife—dull, because we couldn't afford to replace it—scraped...
Threadmarks: Chapter 1: Transmigrating with a System?
"Senior Kagami—! Hey, Senior Kagami!"
Kagami's head rang painfully as the voice echoed loudly in his ears.
"Come on! We're in the middle of a match! What are you spacing out for?!"
The voice rose in pitch, stinging his eardrums. It sounded familiar. Kagami was sure he knew the man. But the...
The West Marches smelled like wet dirt and something that might have been freedom, if freedom came with a side of panic and a strong urge to vomit.
Serika Westwood—because that was apparently her name now, according to the translucent blue window that had materialized in front of her face...
The first thing Alex noticed was the cold, which was strange because his bedroom was always too warm in summer, but here the air bit through his skin with the kind of chill that suggested snow or mountains or both.
The second thing he noticed was that he was standing, which was also strange...
The body was wrong.
Leon Vaelis opened his eyes to a ceiling of cracked stone and rotting timber, the smell of mildew thick enough to choke on, and the immediate, undeniable certainty that this flesh was not his own. His arms were too thin, the bones jutting against skin that had never seen...
When I came to, the first thing I noticed was the hum.
It wasn’t quite thunder and not quite machinery—just a low vibration, steady as a heartbeat, somewhere beneath the rain.
The ground was soft under my cheek. Wet. I pushed myself up, fingers sinking into moss and mud. It clung to my palms...
Prologue: Awaken
Within the perilous depths of a deep misty forest, where dancing Willow Wisps and prismatic moths flitted through the blue and white barked trees, each with their blue leaves and small creatures that gathered near and around them, something was moving.
Soft blue grass and moss...
Threadmarks: Chapter 1: The Withered Mana Core, Mana-Dust Scavenger
Chapter 1: The Withered Mana Core, Mana-Dust Scavenger
"Instructor Lena Koval:@everyone, the minimum requirement to qualify for this year's Awakened preparatory program is a Mana Level of 120. For those aiming for the elite class, the standard is 150."
"Only ten days remain until the final...
I die before I realize I'm dying.
No drama. No slow fade. Just pain—searing, absolute—and the taste of iron on my tongue.
The car came out of nowhere. Headlights, a flash of movement, a woman's scream. Then the world shattered. My body folded wrong, bones breaking in ways they shouldn't, and I...
The Tower stood like a silent sentinel at the edge of the world, its spires piercing the eternal twilight that blanketed the land. The winds screamed as they twisted around its jagged peaks, carrying shards of ice that glittered like broken stars. Inside, the throne room was a cavern of frost...
Threadmarks: Prologue Chapter 0 - The Sword and the Once Tyrant’s Arrival
Fate/Knights of the
Heroic Throne
Disclaimer: This story is set in an alternate universe that diverges from established Star Wars lore. I’m not confident enough to follow Star Wars lore one-to-one, but I’ll do my best to respect both Legends and canon where possible. Some timelines and...
Hey everyone, and welcome to Strength: 0.4 (I'm Working On It)!
Before we dive into the story, a quick and very important note.
I have a massive, epic-scale story planned for Aldric. We're talking multiple continents, huge power progression, kingdom building, the whole nine yards. This isn't a...
Far within the deepest reaches of space, A strange Armada of ships float within the endless expanse. Clusters of fluttering, sputtering and clicking ships swarm around a ship of a much larger design. Strangely, upon the face of the mother ship was a painting, an alien face with colorless eyes...
"BIRDIE NO!"
Ah, the voice of Lindsay Jones… If I remember correctly as I'm falling to what is almost certain death, she voiced Vanessa Kimball in RVB, Hilda in that one 2014 superhero show RT did and Space Kid in Camp Camp. Funny how in the most dire of situations, those with ADHD can focus on...
So I am thinking the mc is a 6'5ft tall man that's over 600 pounds. He get's summoned somehow into a demiplane, plane or world with no food. By the time he figures out how to escape to another universe or parrallel earth he has lost almost all his fat from starvation revealing the musclature of...
Reincarnation. To many–to most–it is the realm of belief and speculation. To a few favored (or disfavored) it is something far more concrete.
I was born twice. Both times upon a floating marble of blue and green known as Earth. The first time, I was born in a world dominated by humans. I was...
Link to the original Сломанные крылья Серебра by Зайцев Алескандр
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This is a beautiful world.
The reality that:
- Giant sailboats seem to be flying along the water surface, cutting through the oncoming wave with a sharp bow - huge, not smaller than the tourist liners of my homeland, with...
Prologue - Chronicle of One’s Rebirth
No Magic Circuits that carried arcane power through my body.
No ability to sense that power, which in my past life, was called Mana or Od.
Only my intelligence and memories existed to indicate that anything outside of the ‘Common Sense of Humanity’ was...