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Apocalypse User's Manual

Additional Book Tags; Physicological, Gore, Cunning male lead, Game elements, gods, Anti hero, Suspense, Large World, Gaslighting. Synopsis At the end of it all, Dssal was the one who built Pantheon. "My felicitations to the Nameless God." They said, if he'd lived long enough to hear it. December 24th, 2026 marked the start of everything: the day he stepped into Pantheon. Not as some chosen god, though—that chance was barely there. Pantheon was a cosmic horror game, one in which Dssal entered as a throwaway nobody, burdened with the miserable title of "Feeble Wanderer." If Alice hadn't lived through this exact timeline ninety-nine times before, there would be no story to tell today. After all, even across every loop so far, she'd failed—and this run was her last. To the world continuum, a regressor was nothing special. As per the game's lore, a divine war among the Eight High Gods broke containment, and their chaos inevitably spilled from Cosmos into the real world. Earth could only survive if this impossible game was cleared—a matter of life and death of a version of the game which hadn't been cleared even without the war. Dssals predicament was almost impossible. Possibility only remained because to balance cause and effect Dssal was offered something different. The Eight High wields the power of manifestation, hence a new law emerged—one bound by a broken loophole: The User's Manual. Fallacy When inside Pantheon, by the Eight High's will, if developers and players alike believes Dssal (the creator) possessed something, the system would code it real—according to the manual. Falsehood could literally become a weapon. Dssal grinned when he heard it. This wasn't a power fantasy. This was the story of how the weakest Arcane Bearer alive lies, cheats, and claws his way through survival long enough to turn the end of the world into leverage. This is the story of How To Use A World's Apocalypse. --- A/N: The main story fully begins at chapter 11 btw and a full written volume of 101 chapters is already available hence do belive in this unrivalled authors consistency XD
THE_thy_lin1 · 311 Views

Bridegroom of Damnation

In the Fifth District of the City of Welfanshelm, there is a shepherd named Mizmaze, who takes care of someone else's pasture and herd of sheep. He didn't ask for anything, and has only bread and milk to fill his hunger every day until dusk settles. It is his normal life, until the last day of the year when he is obliged to meet with his master, only to receive a Sigil and obtain mysterious special abilities. Like his name, he buried his past in a labyrinth within himself, and such secrets must never be known even to him as well. But his new life will change the trajectory of the normal life he wants to live. Because he now becomes a Child. Not a child, but a Child who gains power. A Child that is accepted in a sect called . . . Orphans. 「For seven seasons, you have tended my herd of sheep without asking for anything in return. So shall there be a sevenfold reap for you alone as a token of my gratitude. I bestow upon you my blessing, but beware, for there is a flaw.」 「I shall open you a path now to ascend, Mizmaze of the Fifth District of Welfanshelm.」 「You are to rise as the Blind Prophet.」 Little did he know this would be his road as the bridegroom of damnation. ━━━━━༺༻━━━━━━ Main Genre: High Fantasy Additional Tags: TowerClimbing, Inheritance, Orphanhood, Selfhood, Godhood, Singularity, DeathGames, Trials, SpecialAbilities, Gore, Dark, Mythology, Epic, Symbiosis, Heirhood Invented/Hidden Tags: ??, ??
Fireflyburns · 8.5k Views

Dear the Chosen | DTC

Prologue This work is a Thai novel. It has been translated into English with the aid of an artificial intelligence. The voice you hear is only a shadow of the original, but shadows may reveal what light cannot. Introduction This story is a meditation on ruin and philosophy. The further it goes, the less it belongs to the ground of men. Its form is fractured, its truths concealed. The first four chapters lie elsewhere, beyond this place. They are only a threshold. What begins here is the descent itself. A drama of grief and cruelty, of blood and silence. The tale grows darker as it unfolds, and the warning is plain: within these pages are things meant to wound. Systems hidden in the world, mysteries that coil and divide, paradoxes that gnaw against every philosophy. Read at your own peril. Yet know this—if you go on, you will not forget. Synopsis He was a man once. Ordinary, with a family. He held a small happiness, the kind that the world itself cannot abide. For the world hated him. The world sought his ruin. So it came to pass that he lost all things. No grief was deeper, no despair more complete. He became a husk in the shape of a man, staggering through the wreckage. Nothing left to guard. Nothing to keep. He tore at himself, he tore at others. He hunted vengeance like a starving dog hunts blood. He sank into wickedness because there was nowhere else to go. And in the end there was only the carcass of a beast, falling down into blackness. He found himself in another country, a place without mercy. A land of nightmare so absolute it mocked the very idea of waking. There he was changed. No one could name what he had become. Not man. Not beast. Something that stands above both. None could curse him. None could deny him. Demons shrieked when he passed. Gods trembled. The races of that world went into hiding. Even the void itself could not bind him. He would be more than flesh, more than soul. He would be a thing that rose beyond heaven and annihilation alike. He would stand beyond Nirvana, where language breaks and all meaning rots. And there, in that place, he would endure alone. Thank you for choosing to read it.
tegksokm · 24.2k Views