abyss

A mystical fantasy world ridden with epic style monsters and adventure, a world named by its inhabitants "FERO", deriving from the the earthly realm bearing and anchoring all other realms togheter, acting as the central hub of the universe, ruled by the "Five Magics" and its forlorn dietys, Sorcery, Divinity, Alchemy, elementary arts and the disaster arts. [Magic Overview] The 5 magics compromise of different "transit" sources, ultimately however, all forms of "magic" derive from the stars and draw on the power of constellations, how powerfull the sources one draws on will depend on the users adeptness rather than innate ability,in rare cases unique "innate" abilities may be blessed upon someone, wether by a god or a fleeting memory, a blessing holds great power regardless of who endows it due to the difficulties of granting one, the constellation one can draw on will mark thheir status and will greatly affect interactions. A 6th magic exists, unattainable by regular means, theorised to draw on neither godly, humane, or impure sources, said to grant a unique insight into the universe, driving all its users mad to extinction. [Story overview] Following the story of "Astreaus" or otherwise nicknamed Astran by his companions. He awakes in the middle of the mountains on the bank of an abnormal river that floats upstream, Astran soon finds that he cannot recall even his own name nor any of his memories. After a series of events, being rescued to the Myn kingdoms stronghold, situated in a realm nicknamed the moons embrace, Astran sets out on his journey to regain his memories and learn the truth behind the river which washed him up in the mountains, only to find it gone on the next visit, stumping his journey right on the first step. Astran is unusually adept at survival and magic, developing a cunning personality he soon learns of a great danger looming across the land, it is revealed the Sol king has taken pity on the Myn kingdom, and has allowed for one year preparation before an imminent and bloody war breaks out. Astran takes heed of this, seeing it as an opportunity to find more about his past by seeking the strongest warriors and sorcerers across the earthly realm, learning more about the world and its oddities. Along the way he finds companions, uncovers dark and twisted truths, grows proficiently as a person and continues to gain insight into the world of Fero, and its surrounding realms along the journey to the Sol King. [Author Note] This is my first novel so any suggestions about moving forward with the plot, critiques on the writing style etc. Are much appreciated!

God’s Abyss descends, and all over the world, people dream of a cosmic cube that grants them sign-in systems. With abyss gates constantly appearing and pouring out beasts, monsters, undead, demons, and devils, humanity’s only hope is the Executioners; those granted special systems that allow them battle against these abyss creatures one way or another. MAGE.exe, VLLN.exe, HERO.exe, WZRD.exe, VMPR.exe, ENGR.exe… whatever it was, all they had to do was sign in to their system worlds and defeat bosses to level up in reality. But when Roy gets his own sign-in system… [ERROR: No EXE Environment Found!] [Sign-In Unsuccessful!] “Okay, then. At least, show me my skills.” [You must be signed in to view your skills.] “???” #WeakToStrong #Fastpaced

CHAOS REIGN: Chronicles of the Fallen Blood "In a world forged by magic and baptized in blood, truth is not salvation - it is the deadliest weapon of all." The world trembles on the edge of annihilation. Dimensional borders splinter like shattered glass, ripping open the fabric of reality. From those fractures, the Demon Clans emerge - not as mere invaders, but as a spreading plague, devouring kingdoms that once stood proud and untouchable. Amid the chaos walks Kaera. A hybrid. Half human. Half demon. A forbidden existence born of blood that should never have mixed. Haunted by the remnants of a fractured past, she carries a single purpose etched into her soul: to find her father - Astaroth, a name spoken in whispers, a legend swallowed by darkness. At her side stands Eira, a Magic Archer of the Elven race - sharp-eyed, disciplined, and far more dangerous than her quiet composure suggests. Together, they traverse broken continents and forgotten realms, chasing the threads of an ancient conspiracy - a truth powerful enough to collapse the very system that governs their world. But when blood holds the power to save... and to destroy - Is Kaera the salvation this dying world seeks? Or the catastrophe it was destined to fear?

[ Late check-ins accepted. Abyss residues surcharges apply. ] The Last Neutral Inn, a small establishment run by a retired man named Aldous. He serves good soup, honest tea, and the only guaranteed neutral ground between the mortal world and the Abyss. He used to change the world. He doesn't do that anymore, but he has opinions about bread. He will share them. In a place where exiled gods need somewhere to sleep, demon courts require neutral venues for negotiations they can't afford to lose, and abyssal entities older than civilization occasionally need a simple word with someone who won't panic, Aldous runs the only establishment that qualifies. His guests aren't only human. His inn shouldn't exist. The Abyss stops exactly at his property line, which nobody has satisfactorily explained. Aldous makes soup. He fixes the stairs. He files the paperwork. He is no hero. No king. He runs an inn. The question nobody had the courage to ask yet is why.

In a world ruled by endless oceans and buried legends, survival is decided by strength—and the sea remembers everything. Thalren, a boy who should have died, awakens from the depths with no past, no purpose, and a darkness within him that even the strongest fear to face. As monstrous sea beasts roam and whispers of ancient rulers—the Sea Kings—echo beneath the waves, Thalren begins a journey not to become a hero, but to understand what he truly is. When a calamity that annihilates elite hunters suddenly spares him, it becomes clear: something inside him is not human… and not meant to exist. With a ruthless swordsman, Kaizen, walking beside him, and a world slowly revealing truths it tried to bury, Thalren steps forward into a path where power demands sacrifice—and the ocean itself watches. Because in the end, the greatest threat isn’t the creatures lurking in the abyss… it’s the one rising from it.

Abandoned by the world and left to die in endless darkness, Seo Joon awakens a forbidden power — the Abyssal Heart, an ancient force feared by all cultivation realms. A power that devours. A power that corrupts. A power that was never meant to exist. Hunted by powerful clans, targeted by ancient beings, and burdened with a destiny tied to the origin of the Abyss itself, Seo Joon must struggle to control the darkness within him or be consumed by it. But he is not alone. With the loyal Seol Ah by his side, new allies, powerful rivals, and countless extraordinary women drawn to his rising legend, Seo Joon walks a path of danger, love, and overwhelming power. From a forgotten outcast to a sovereign feared by heaven and earth — his journey will shake kingdoms, challenge fate, and rewrite the laws of cultivation. The boy who was abandoned will rise. And the Abyss will bow before him.

The stories that this series is made out of is not for everyone. The freedom to freely understand them will not be enough for those that lack creativity. It's a hard read but at the same time the easiest one, cause it is mine as much of yours mind-playground. Any speculation one may have or understandment of the story will be correct, as there is no wrong answer to the question "What is this story about?" and be open to any arguments and thoughts of others.

side stories that takes place in the same world as my The Fate For The World series.

Ari and Mika’s life is ordinary—until their mother remarries a quiet, unassuming man named Kael. At first, he seems like any new stepdad: calm, precise, and unusually skilled at everyday tasks. But when strange phenomena start appearing—shadows that move on their own, animals behaving oddly, and inexplicable energy in the air—they realize Kael is far from normal. Kael Ryven isn’t just strong; he’s a God-Level Hunter, a man who has faced monsters, closed dangerous rifts, and sealed ancient entities that could destroy the world. Now, living quietly to protect his new family, Kael must confront the remnants of his past as supernatural threats resurface. As the siblings uncover their stepdad’s secrets, they are pulled into a world of monsters, rifts, and ancient powers, where survival means mastering courage, trust, and the mysterious abilities lurking within their own bloodline. Can a family survive when their protector is more than human—and the world is slipping into chaos?

Zayden Luceran, the Commander of the Sword Legion, was called back to the Central District of the Valca Empire by Archmaester Aldric. A greater threat awaits him but is it truly the one he should be concerned about, or is there something that must be resolved before the world begins to tear apart? Amid the fear, young Commander Zayden must face what no army can fight alone, navigating a world teetering between Light and Abyss. Every step, every choice, could awaken horrors that have been waiting in the dark...

Everyone chosen by the Spark must protect others from the Void. Kai's quiet life ends when it chooses him. He fights to get his life back. But chosen by sparks seems glory to others. To Kai, it's a curse that burns him alive. Will he survive till the end or burn while trying to live?

The world didn’t end in fire. It rotted while people were still alive. Fear seeped into humanity like corrosion. Some endured. Most didn’t. Those who broke twisted into monsters called Evildoers—predators born from what humans couldn’t survive. Bell lasted two years in that world. Not as a hero. Not as a chosen one. Just someone worn down, cornered, and finally betrayed during the fall of a human fortress—sold out by a survivor consortium that needed a scapegoat to escape. Death should have taken him there. Instead, Bell activated a cursed item he never fully understood. Dream Dust didn’t save him. It erased him. What rose in his place was no longer human—an empty, starving shell the Abyss eagerly shaped into a weapon. That existence would later be remembered as the Sandman, an Evildoer so lethal that even monsters avoided its path. Humanity fought back. Heroes burned their lives trying to stop it. They failed. The Sandman was never killed. By a fracture of fate too cruel to call mercy, what returned to the past was not Bell’s body—but fragments of his memories, shattered into recurring dreams and inherited by his younger self. A few days before the apocalypse begins, Bell opens his eyes again. He knows the truth now: The Sandman is not him— but it was born from the moment he lost himself. Having gazed deeper into the Abyss than any human should survive, Bell carries fragments of its rules… and glimpses of its flaws. Whether those insights are real—or remnants left behind by something inhuman—he doesn’t know. But he knows this: If he loses himself again, humanity won’t get another chance. And the more control he gains… the more the Abyss remembers the blade it once wielded.

Ryu Senariyu always thought life followed a simple rhythm: classes, assignments, a few friends, and the quiet predictability of his dorm room. But sometimes, even the most ordinary days can spiral into the extraordinary. One night, a chance encounter at a convenience store, a cryptic warning from his father, and a fleeting dream—or was it a vision?—shattered his sense of normalcy. In a world that feels both familiar and impossibly strange, Ryu begins to discover that the boundaries of reality are thinner than he ever imagined.

In a world built on the floating corpse of a dead deity, reality is dictated by "The Consensus" if enough people believe a lie, it becomes physical law. Enter Kaelen, a "Null": a man scientifically incapable of faith. In a world of magical delusions, he is the only one who can see and weaponize,the brutal truth.

usually when it comes to one piece people always focus on haki or devil fruits as the main power system even though one piece has a lot more to offer, in this story I'm gonna explore a different path although it's not like I'll ignore haki and devil fruits either but I will avoid granting the main character a devil fruit afterall it would only slow him down. no system I don't own one piece and I use art that does not belong to me, I edit the art to my liking if I use your art and you are not ok with that pls reach out to me under said picture or if it's the book cover simply mention it. otherwise thank-you for not complaining, I'm using your art because I think it's cool

Above the skies, dragons and guardian angels battled humans armed only with steel planes and courage. The heavens ignited, the earth trembled, and the world slowly descended into chaos. Amid this unending war, Rynel — the true Demon King — rose to confront the celestial angels. Every step he took altered fate, every decision he made shook the balance of the world. When blood, light, and darkness collided... a tale of war, betrayal, and the rise of a Demon King feared by the heavens themselves was born.

Everyone called Shen Yan trash. The teachers mocked him. The classmates laughed at him. Even his own goddess-like sister disowned him in front of the world. On the day of the Bloodline Awakening Ceremony, the crystal declared him Null Bloodline. Nothing. Worse than trash. A clown with no future. But when everyone turned their backs, when even his sister spat on him— A voice rang inside his head. [ Bloodline Awakening in Progress… ] [ Abyss Seed Bloodline Detected. ] [ Skill Gained: Void Eater. ] The world saw nothing. But Shen Yan had awakened the most terrifying bloodline in history. Devour monsters, evolve endlessly, steal every power for himself— The Abyss has no limits. From the lowest “pig-bloodline” joke… To the nightmare that even gods will fear. When others crawl on their knees to lick the boots of the strong, Shen Yan will stand above them all, laughing. When those who mocked him beg for mercy, his only answer will be— “Trash? Kneel. The Abyss does not forgive.”