PREVIEW

... h of the Holy Calendar year 1993 arrived, most of the Kingdom of Ordo began to enter winter, including the capital, Crystal Shine Fortress.

“We must quell this rebellion before the end of the year!”

Inside the grand camp of the kingdom’s army, Princess Catherine spoke with a solemn expression to the commanding generals under her.

All the generals around her nodded heavily in agreement.

The rebellion that had begun in the spring of 1990 had lasted nearly three year ...

YOU MAY ALSO LIKE
The Last PrimalChapter 909 909 - Is This… It?
 2.6k
3.8/5(votes)
FantasyActionAdventureHarem

Darkness. The ultimate ruler, the true One-Above-All. Everything starts from it, and everything returns to it eventually. People say that in your final moments, darkness seeps in your very existence, engulfs your whole being. They say it’s an incredibly relaxing feeling that takes you on your journey to your afterlife. They say that in the very darkness, the ‘nothingness’ your weary soul will finally be able to rest and relax. This brings up some very philosophical and existential questions. Do you even exist?

Follow the epic journey of Aiden, the last primal, a unique and ancient race as he finds his place in a strange, new world, filled with threats and violence.

Why Am I The Villain?! Reincarnated in My Favorite NovelChapter 34: Integration Protocol
 177
4.5/5(votes)
FantasyActionReincarnation

⚠️ WARNING ⚠️THIS NOVEL PARTICIPATED IN WSA 2025!---Nero Vaelheim. A name etched in history as that of a fleeting antagonist, a mere stepping stone for the heroes.But what if the pawn refused to be sacrificed?When a devoted reader is reborn in the body of this doomed villain, he has only one goal: to break the script, rewrite his fate… and bend this world to his own rules.After all, why settle for being an obstacle when you can become the ultimate threat?

Super Righteous PlayerChapter 1276 - 306: Confession and Response to Confession
 1.9k
4.5/5(votes)
FantasyActionSupernatural

The Night Has Come, and kermesinus moon ascends in the sky.Hoarse whispers flow at the street corners, and brass steam machines spew out bloody mist.Your brain is singing a hymn, eyes are chanting a melody.Skin cracks, and flesh buds swell.Amidst the Mist, the wall of flesh that has devoured thousands of corpses wails endlessly—“Weep not, our players don't bite, they just want to play with you.”Annan, the lone strategist, the top player, the savior of the mist-covered continent, the leader of the Thirteen Saints, the friend of the Twelve True Gods, the king of pioneers, “the Just”, the Gatekeeper of the Fourth Calamity, the uncrowned deity, advised kindly.

The Real Rich Daughter is Exposed at a Variety ShowChapter 520 End - : The End