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Warhammer: King of Azeroth

ArkNova
(Disclaimer: I do not own Warhammer, Warcraft or any other work used in this story, the only thing I do own is my OC and original material) "In a Galaxy rife with Chaos, Death and Tyranny. What happens when destiny leads one to finally bring Balance?" Tyrants, Insane Cosmic Gods, Races engaged in eternal war and endless suffering. A young soul not from this reality born anew into something more due to the actions of beings also not native to this reality. He was a man, He was a Demi-god but most of all he was not a slave; whether it be to a Golden tyrant or Chaotic Gods and if he needed to bring Balance to this Forsaken galaxy to finally get it on track. So be it. He was Alastor Wrynn. Primarch of the Second Legion and King of Azeroth. (Want to read ahead? For extra chapters as well as the right to vote on my future projects consider becoming a Patron to support both this story and me as well so I can put more time into writing. Patreon link: patreon.com/c/ArkNova) (Note: some elements from other works will be adapted like from Warcraft and Warhammer Fantasy. Constructive Criticism will be noted but flames will be promptly ignored and thrown into the Incinerator)
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The Game Merchant Who Started from the Ninja World

Fang Yi had just completed the "Survive Five Years in the Ninja World and Earn a Billion" challenge. Before he could return, he was tragically made the master of a polluted world—if he couldn’t eliminate the pollution monsters, he would die. So, a reincarnation game suddenly appeared in the Ninja World. Hunt pollution monsters, earn rewards that can be brought back to reality—Bloodline Limits, ninja techniques, even items from other worlds could be exchanged. And not just the Ninja World—there was the World Government, Pirates, the Soul Society, the Demon Slayer Corps... Neji Hyuga: Redeemed the seal-removal technique for the Caged Bird. From now on, I am an eagle breaking free from the chains of fate. Tsunade: Can someone lend me 500 reward points? I swear I’ll roll a god-tier skill this time. Sōsuke Aizen: Clearing a level 4 dungeon in the Demon Ghost District. Looking for teammates. Blind people, get lost! Kikyo: Buying top-tier gear server-wide. Must have bonus damage against dog-type half-demons. Boa Hancock: Boss, my chest feels tight... I want a private consultation about the game... Fang Yi looked at the countless flirty private messages from female players across different worlds—and threw them all into the trash bin. Female players? Sorry, I only love pay-to-win sows. Thank you for the support, friends. If you want to read more chapters in advance, go to my Patreon. Read 30 Chapters In Advance: patreon.com/Franklin1
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Heir of the Daemon of Ragnarok

The gods grew pretentious and lazy in their ways. Void, Origin, Chaos, and Inception. The four deities became weary of their lonesome existence and fashioned for themselves, humans. These humans were for their pleasure and entertainment, serving no other purpose. Yet that wasn't enough. No, the gods still had one more trick up their sleeves. An experiment to observe the potential of their creation. And so with the humans, they had children: Nephilim—demi-gods— and Eiros. Beings with godly powers walking amongst normal men. Empires were built and destroyed in the name of the spawns and their god. Eons, millennia, passed by, and it seemed like that was the new world order until one day, the gods vanished without a trace, and only their descendants were left. The silence that followed the gods’ departure was deafening. For a time, there was chaos. The empires built upon divine lineage trembled. The Eiros found their connection to their humanity severed, and their blood twisted, so they became intelligent beasts. The first era after the Vanishing was called the Great Scouring. Kingdoms led by demigods collapsed as their rulers proved incapable without their sire’s whispered counsel. Wars erupted over remaining artifacts, sacred sites, and the very interpretation of what had happened. Some claimed the gods had been destroyed by a greater force. Others that they had simply grown bored and departed for a new experiment. The most terrifying belief was that they had been judged and found wanting. Centuries of strife forged a new reality. The blood of the gods, though diluted, still carried power. Societies reorganized not around the absent deities, but around their descendants, who formed new castes: · The Eiros: Still beastial in nature but wielding divine power no less. · The Nephilim Orders: Often more numerous, the offspring of gods and humans with more physical, potent, abilities. They became knights, mercenaries, the enforcers, and guardians in a world now dangerously unmoored. · The Unmarked: Pure humans, whose ancestors were the original entertainment. In the gods’ eyes, they were the baseline. Now, they were the majority. Some resented the descendants, blaming them for the gods’ cruel games. Others worshipped them as the last living remnants of the divine. Many simply sought to build a world free of both. And amidst this was Kyle, a demi-god born of a normal human. He is unlike all others in his caste for he sees the cruelty of the gods and hates them. When he is found out, he is sentenced to death for his blasphemy. And with his last breath, he swears to bring death to the gods and his divine blood reacts. He falls from divinity and becomes something unholy and profane —a Daemon. With only one purpose, to tear down the gods and the world they built.
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Trapped Between 2 Alphas

"What's that?" I whispered to myself as I felt something moved very fast behind me. It was very dark at night and a dim-lighted lamp was the only source of light I had to see my way home! "Oh my God!! What could that be?" I whispered to myself again as it moved again, this time, I felt it getting closer to me. Suddenly, I heard a soft whisper close to my left ear "she's back and will spare no one". I became more terrified and decided to run. As I was running, I felt that something was running after me, something I couldn't see. Suddenly, my foot hit a stone on the ground and I fell down with a loud thud, shattering the only source of light I had to pieces! And as I was trying slowly to get back to my feet, I was startled by what I perceived in my nostrils. It was as if what was chasing me was right before my face but yet, I couldn't see it, I could only perceive the smell of warm human blood! ****** On her 18th birthday, Katerina Bathas expected a miracle. Instead, she got a death sentence. Her fated mate, the cruel and powerful Alpha Kol Night, rejected her in front of the entire pack, calling her "unworthy" and "disgusting." Broken and maltreated by Ace, her own brother, on the basis that she was believed to have killed their parents, Katerina flees into the wilderness, choosing the life of a Rogue over a lifetime of shame. But the girl who left the Fallen Moon Pack isn't the woman who returns. Rescued by the mysterious Untamed Pack, Katerina undergoes a lethal transformation. Now, Kol is back, haunted by the bond he tried to break and desperate to reclaim what he threw away. Caught in a deadly tug-of-war between two Alphas, Katerina must decide: Will she return to the mate who shattered her, or surrender to the Alpha who saved her—even if his love is built on a lie? And oh, who is this third Alpha claiming to be her mate as well?
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