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Age of Layers

In a world where the chosen bear Divine Scars glowing outlines channeling infinite power leaked by Singular Beings humans forge abilities from that endless divine energy. One outline: Lightlinger. Two: Lightrozer. Their strength is bound to one or two domains, dictated by which Divine's energy flows through their scar. However, some only have an outline, with no scar. But the world is never fair. Those not chosen, driven by envy, turn to a darker path. They become Darkens killing and absorbing finite souls through cursed artifacts called Ghost Vaults. Unlike the limited Lights, Darkens craft unpredictable, often fatal abilities from stolen life essence. Souls are finite, and the hunt never ends. The vastness of existence holds boredom in some corners… and alongside it, curiosity guiding everything. Age of Layers dives into the hearts of broken souls where guilt never fades, promises warp lives, and fragile bonds are the only defiance against an indifferent cosmos. It asks one question: What are humans? What to expect : Multiple shifting POVs and perspectives (the story moves fluidly between characters in a mosaic style) Slow-burn psychological dark fantasy focused on human nature, lies, trauma, and coping mechanisms Complex, flawed characters with deep inner contradictions and realistic emotional struggles Themes of indifference, rewritten reality, and “what are humans?” under pressure Non-linear mosaic storytelling with frequent scene shifts, flashbacks, and quiet horror Gradual escalation from intimate family drama and personal fractures to larger cosmic events No traditional heroes or fast power fantasy — the real conflict is internal and systemic
FAMILIAR · 55k Views

My Infinite Cultivation System

Alex Moriarty, an orphan, was transmigrated into a high-level martial world after being murdered by his so-called little sister, the very person he had always protected with his life. The world he arrived in was a parallel version of Earth, yet it had been completely transformed. Five hundred years ago, a strange and terrifying dark miasma descended upon the planet. Space itself cracked open, and through those rifts poured horrors beyond imagination. The land expanded to thousands of times its original size, reshaping continents and oceans alike. Ordinary animals mutated into ferocious monsters, while mythical beings such as Godzilla, dragons, and phoenixes crossed over from unknown realms. In a single night, eighty percent of humanity was wiped out. The few survivors were preserved only because of a mysterious sanctuary known as the Light Domain. At its very center stood the Tower of Ascension, a colossal structure with one hundred stairs. When humans reached the age of fifteen, they were allowed to challenge the tower. The number of stairs they climbed determined their cultivation talent and bloodline. Before facing the tower, no one could cultivate or surpass the natural limits of the human body. But Alex was different. He possessed a game-like system that allowed him to cultivate even before setting foot in the tower. While others waited helplessly for their awakening, Alex grew stronger in silence, accumulating power far beyond what should have been possible. When he finally turned fifteen, he challenged the Tower of Ascension. Step by step, he climbed higher than anyone in history, reaching the hundredth stair as the sole existence in the entire universe to do so. At that moment, he awakened five Eternal Grade talents. [Eternal Grade Constitution: Primordial Chaos Physique] [Eternal Grade Bloodline: Existential Nullity] [Eternal Grade Eye of Revelation] [Eternal Grade Cultivation Talent] [Eternal Grade Sword Talent] With these five unparalleled talents and his Infinity System, which allowed him to cultivate passively twenty-four hours a day, Alex embarked on a path of absolute power. His journey was driven by two goals: to find his lost father and to make the Earth safe for his mother. Discord: https://discord.gg/9AJtaezn5N
Infinite_Ruler · 1.6m Views

HiDE,Aoi! (BL)

What if everything that made us who we are disappears?   WHO THE FRIGG IS AOI? and what the frigg is he hiding from? What the frigg happened to Yaya? And what the ever-loving FUCK do you mean: "what is coffee?" HiDE, Aoi! by HerbivorePapi Aoi is your highly emotional, unusually thoughtful young mage. He's cursed with stark white hair, an inconvenient yet persuasive conscience, and more mana than the Goddess herself, maybe. Nurtured by his adoptive mother, SINGLE mother B—known only to him as Yaya—he grew up in an idyllic, loving home filled with her vast collection of scientific and magical knowledge gathered across ages and worlds. The handsome, brooding Mamoru stopped coming for lessons. With him gone, Yaya's a mess and refuses to ever mention his name again, and worse; there are no new volumes or grimoires from the outside world to add to the library. Aoi spends his days tending to his non-human friends, lounging on giant tortoises, talking with magical birds, cultivating his magical prowess and the gardens under the guidance of a true immortal master; and drinking coffee. Until it all is ripped away from him. The FIRST installment of this tale follows Aoi's search for the mysterious Hunter named Hamza. Adventure alongside him as he scours terra incognita, delves dungeons, battles monsters, confronts Hunters, and—most terrifying of all—navigates human friendships while searching for any signs that might lead him back home... back to a life he fears is already gone. Collecting grimoires along the way is just an added bonus. In a world where lives can span millennia, how would you cope with loss? This is not LitRPG, nor is it harem-core. This is an extremely slow-burn, unusually character driven fantasy. CW: adult themes/trauma/graphic violence/body horror Expect: Wonder and Feels, and Fuck YEAH! PS B is Single! "HiDE, Aoi!" is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents stem entirely from the author's C-PTSD and creative liberties. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is deeply flattering to this delulu author, but rest assured: it is all, unfortunately, fiction. HiDE, Aoi! © 2025 JJ Wentworth All rights reserved. No part of this work may be reproduced or distributed without express written permission from the author.
HerbivorePapi · 9.3k Views