Hill Terry, Crown Prince of Timeline, possesses the blood of an ancient dragon capable of controlling time, yet his eyes harbor a cold, calculating sequence that trades emotion for omniscience. His world was meant to be a tapestry of knowledge, intrigue, and controlled adventure, until an awakened Titan ruin shatters it all.
The ancient steel civilization has never perished; it lurks in the shadows, regarding the Dragonborn as its most precious "forging material" and manipulating its allies into fanatical pawns. From a desperate escape to trials in the wastelands, from court intrigue to clashes in other realms, Hill matures rapidly amidst blood and fire. He exposes conspiracies, takes in the last surviving dragon, and confronts the chilling malice from beyond the stars, seeking to reshape all order.
As the family's king gradually relinquishes his power, as his sleeping brother awakens with bewildered eyes, and as his former classmates are transformed into twisted weapons by the Titans—Hill knows he stands at a crossroads in history. In his left hand lies the Reverse Scale, inherited from his ancestors, carrying both curse and hope; in his right hand is the Eye of Truth, capable of seeing through all things and weaving time and space.
This is the final glorious era of the Dragonborn, and the prelude to the Titans' return. Hill Terry will use his wisdom and sword to carve out a future for the Time Dragons, on the chessboard of power and the battlefield of flesh and blood, for his loved ones and for his world.
This is the fortieth millennium.
The gods are silent, the demons roar. The human empire slowly sinks into decay amidst endless war and corruption.
Ang Lee, one of the millions of slave laborers in the Nest City, discovered a glimmer of light from ancient Terra in the eternal darkness—an ancient movement called the Way of Peace, and an unfinished prophecy: "The Blue Heaven is dead, the Yellow Heaven shall rise."
He never imagined that this glimmer of light would eventually ignite a prairie fire.
Talismanic water and alchemy countered Nurgle's benevolence, a tightly organized force shattered Tzeentch's conspiracy, and the beliefs of mortals surged in the Warp, giving birth to an unprecedented being—the Yellow God who governs "order and revolution."
However, Ang Lee gradually discovered that the greatest enemy was neither the Empire's expeditionary force nor the ever-watchful Chaos God.
Rather, it is a reflection of his own ideal—that which is trying to devour him, dragging everything he pursues into a cold, absolute abyss of order…the embodiment of divinity.
When the bells of destiny toll, he will embark on a long expedition to confront the painful and immense will atop the golden throne.
This is not a war to kill gods.
This is proof of humanity, an ultimate defense of free will, a testament to this despairing galaxy...
The final expedition to rediscover "humanity".
[Pseudoscience][A sweet 1v1 story]
[A cunning and ruthless rogue with explosive fighting skills VS a seemingly naive but actually cunning and arrogant young lady]
Jiang Zhixian simply couldn't understand why the woman who carried an ion cannon and controlled 100 warships came to rescue him.
His fiancée, whom he had raised like a little white rabbit for a year.
Back then, Jiang Zhixian could still shamelessly say, "If you're not going to marry me, get out of here."
I never expected karma to come so quickly.
Quietly, I shot down that pirate ship, okay? Don't be angry anymore.
A journey that has never been taken redefines the concept of life.
An unprecedented challenge and evolution opens up the thinking about life and emotions.
"Firefly City", the opposition between freedom and order, the unity of nature and technology, here, we can glimpse a corner of future civilization.
[Armor One + Armor Two + Armor Three] Jiang Fan traveled to the armor world. On the surface, he was a courier boy, but in fact, he was the summoner of Shura Armor. Flame Dragon: I, known as the Little Emperor, was not his opponent in one move. Wind Eagle: I thought I was fast enough, but he could actually teleport. Black Rhino: Although I am invincible in the civil war, I still can't fight him! Snow Mastiff: Big brother, I am really not a villain, don't do it yet. Earth Tiger: I... I seem to be able to only synthesize Emperor Man... Supernatural Beast: Why is his normal attack stronger than his ultimate move! The Five Guardians: Damn, how can he be as strong as the Emperor Armor! When the courier Jiang Fan appeared near the place where the supernatural beasts appeared, Meizhen looked at the five armor summoners in front of him: He is either a supernatural beast or a mysterious armor. Jiang Fan said that delivering couriers is my job, and killing supernatural beasts is my hobby.
This is a stone wall. This is a mountain. Or rather, this is a stone wall as high as a mountain, seemingly reaching to the sky with a majestic grandeur. But a stone wall is still just a stone wall, no matter how majestic it may be. The two arrived before this stone wall, which appeared to be composed of blocks of milky-white marble, like a vast, snow-white canvas. Countless vines extended from the cracks in the stone, like strokes of green ink being applied to this canvas—a masterpiece that no famous painter could rival.
P.S.: This article begins with the pre-civilization period and has currently covered the current civilization.
Note that this story has no romantic pairing, features a female protagonist, and has two female leads.
It's a slow-burn story, mostly consisting of daily life and narrative, with relatively few battle scenes.
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The dark sky hung low.
"Followed by bright stars..."
"Do you remember? This is the song you sang to me when we first met."
"Back then, I was weak, helpless, and filled with fear of everything around me."
"You took my hand and led me out of the darkness step by step."
“From that time on, a shadow was left in my heart, a pink shadow.”
"And the owner of that shadow is you, Alicia."
“When I was little, I was afraid of the dark, and you would hold me in your arms at night and sing me lullabies.”
“When I was little, I was afraid of pain, so you would wrap soft sponges around the places in the house that were prone to bumps and bruises.”
“I was afraid of being abandoned, and you patiently kept saying, ‘Xiaoling, you are my darling.’”
Even today, I still remember every little detail of our lives, and I still remember those joyful times.
“I like to say to you when I come home, ‘Alice, I’m home.’ And you’ll reply, ‘Ling, welcome home.’”
"How I wish I could say those words to you one more time."
"It's such a shame, Alicia, that I can no longer say welcome home to you."
"If I could, I'd like to hear it one more time, just one more time, to hear you call my name, call me..."
"Xiao Ling."
"...Finally, I want to say..."
Alicia, welcome home.
At the age of fourteen, she completed her transformation and became the youngest magical girl in history to achieve a second transformation. After studying in London for two years, Chihaya Aine returned to her home country, never expecting to encounter a lifelong bond. However, this bond made her break out in a cold sweat.
"Anno-chan, didn't we promise to team up for life?" BY Takamatsu Tomori
"If you dare to make Akari sad, be careful on your way home!" BY Shiina Taki
"I can't bear to be abandoned a second time, Aine!" BY Nagasaki Soyo
"Stare!!!" With her heterochromatic eyes, the carefree Kaname Raana also showed a dangerous expression at that moment.
On one side were her teammates, and on the other, the masked five-man group preparing to undermine her. Chihaya Aine never imagined it would come to this.
Why did things turn out like this!
A BA x Kamen Rider fanfiction, an extended Kamen Rider story based on Kiwotos.
The story begins with the erosion rain half a year ago. An abnormal phenomenon called pollution begins to appear in Kivotos. The polluted place is called pollutant, and the pollutant will generate strange people called corrosive bodies.
The protagonist is Xia Lai's teacher, who transforms into Kamen Rider AIM by chance.
(This is my first time writing a fanfiction, please don’t blame me if it’s not good)
ooc and other issues can be pointed out
A love letter from the past, a classical game, usher in a bizarre cyberworld; a sea of electronics, a mirror planet, a cloud of doubt behind the illusion of prosperity; a dark age, hidden for a thousand years, demons roam rampant beneath the veil of paradise; foolishness and blindness, billions of glories, for whom are the songs of the past quietly played? A flirtatious man from Zurich, holding a double PhD in geophysics from the Swiss Federal Institute of Technology; a rising star in the European piano world, living in Vienna; a gray ghost, a hacker, wandering the cybercity despite low blood sugar; a world-weary and aloof daughter of a prominent family, a high school sophomore, running away from home and exiling herself; the curtain rises on a mad era, and the believer Hearn, combing her hair, holds up a black umbrella, steps into the rain curtain of time...