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Crimson Crown: The Forsaken Prince

Born beneath a sky torn open by a crimson eclipse, in a kingdom where power defines existence and weakness is erased without hesitation, the Demon King and Queen brought forth twin sons, an omen that would either bless the empire or shatter its foundations. From their first breaths, destiny drew a clear line between them: Asterion Nocturne, the firstborn, possessed the legendary Progenitor Body, a divine vessel of absolute demonic authority said to appear once in countless ages, granting him crimson eyes that could bend wills, suppress entire races, and establish dominion over demons, gods, dragons, and even the fabric of reality itself, marking him as the inevitable ruler of the Demon Kingdom and beyond; beside him, however, was Lucian Nocturne, his younger twin, a pure demon born of the same royal blood yet carrying the refined, almost human-like beauty of his mother cerulean eyes, composed features, and a presence that lacked the overwhelming oppressive aura expected of a sovereign, a contradiction that unsettled the Demon Court to its core, for in a society built upon dominance and fear, anything that could not command absolute submission was deemed a flaw, and flaws were not tolerated, especially not within the royal lineage where only one heir could ascend. As whispers of doubt turned into judgment, and judgment into silent decree, Lucian's fate was sealed before he could even understand it; labeled unfit, a disruption to the natural order, he was cast aside, erased from records, and executed in secrecy, his existence reduced to nothing more than a forgotten shadow in the annals of demon history, while Asterion rose uncontested as the perfect prince destined to inherit the throne. Yet fate, as ancient as the abyss itself, does not always bow to tradition, and in defiance of the laws that governed both life and death, Lucian did not disappear”through forbidden means, through a convergence of unknown forces, lingering will, and a dormant anomaly hidden within his very being, he was reborn, not as the prince he once was, but as something incomplete and unrecognized, stripped of his royal identity, lacking the crest that marked his lineage, and placed within a body that allowed him to pass as human, his overwhelming heritage buried beneath layers of suppression, leaving him vulnerable in a world that would destroy him if his true nature were revealed. Cast into isolation, hunted by remnants of forces that sought to ensure his permanent erasure, and burdened with fragmented memories of betrayal, Lucian is forced to survive from nothing, his path leading him into the heart of human civilization as an existence that should have been his enemy, yet becomes his refuge”as he enrolls in a prestigious Human Magic Academy, a place where talent dictates worth, where nobles and prodigies clash in pursuit of recognition, and where something as dangerous as a hidden demon could ignite chaos beyond control. There, Lucian begins anew, concealing his identity behind calm indifference while quietly observing a world vastly different from the one that rejected him, and in doing so, he discovers something unexpected: growth not through dominance alone, but through adaptation, understanding, and connection. Unlike the rigid hierarchy of demons, the human world forces him to learn, to struggle, and to evolve in ways he never would have within the palace walls, and it is through this struggle that his true power begins to awaken, not the overwhelming suppression of a Progenitor, but something far more dangerous, an ability to evolve without limit, to adapt beyond constraints, to refine his body, mind, and magic with every challenge, every injury, every victory, and every loss, turning suffering itself into the catalyst for his ascension. As he navigates this new life, bonds begin to form despite his initial detachment: a human mage whose warmth and unwavering loyalty challenge his understanding of strength and awaken emotions...
Enigma125 · 1k Views

Path of Rage

Through doubt and adversity, many would find it impossible to keep moving forward. Some would stop all together, if they lived long enough to get the chance. However, that is not a fate that all share. Yorrin, a young Elf from the Mountainspring City of Alagon, is one such individual. Even with Hell's army on the rise, he wouldn't back down. With his friends at his side, he would fight to become a Hero that the realm needs. However, the story was completely different for his childhood best friend, Sier. Inheriting a power that proved far too stubborn for anyone to understand, the young Human finds himself unable to keep up with those he holds dear. The dangers only continue to grow far beyond his level. So, for his own safety, he is cast aside to return home. But, some of his friends' determination may have rubbed off on him. Armed with naught but experience, he will get back into the fight to be there for his loved ones, no matter the cost. X What should you expect from this story? =No harems, but perhaps a teensy bit of romance scattered throughout the story. =This isn't a power fantasy. The MC won't be some almighty God for chicks to bow to. (I keep seeing that a lot in this place...) =This is an average fantasy world with an average fantasy setting, though I'm putting a few spins on things. If you've come here wanting something like "I Alone Can Summon SSS-Rank Goth Demon Baddies To Step On Other Dudes' Balls", this is the wrong place. My characters will struggle. My characters will feel. My characters will be forged in fire and tempered. ... but maybe I'll throw in a hot monster girl if I feel like it... X If you do enjoy reading this, I'll see about making more. This isn't in any way intended to be my main story, just a fun side project. Feedback and criticism is heavily appreciated, just try to be nice about it. Thanks for checking this out! -Inconsistent Creator (Disclaimer: I DO own these characters AND this world! Suck it, corporations!) updates will be whenever I feel like it
ST_Mystic · 2.7k Views

That Time I Got Reincarnated As An Abyssal Phoenix (Remake)

First came a god, one who fell into darkness, driven mad by a storm of joy and sorrow not their own. A god driven by desperation for their own salvation and hatred toward the very creations they help give form, one who was cut down by the brightest of lights, a light whose heart was filled with grief. Next came six wings of crimson red, six wings that were once pure and whole but were now stained with blood and sin; six wings that spread the taint that seeped from the broken shards of madness long since left behind. Even now, after hundreds of years, those who follow the malformed gospel of those bloodied wings continue to spread the writhing taint, twisting life to meet their unholy ends. And now a third has come, one who is not of this world but who holds the key to undo the locks and reforge the pieces. In the end, whether they will fall like those before them, crushed by the weight of all that is, or rise and break the shackles that bind them, only time will tell... _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ I do not claim to own "That Time I Got Reincarnated as a Slime" or any of the corresponding characters in that anime; everything belongs to their respective owners. Additionally, images and artwork I may occasionally use do not belong to me; I only use them as references. If their rightful owners ask me to remove them, I will. Finally, this fanfiction will only be uploaded here, on Webnovel, four the foreseeable future. If this changes, I will update this section with the relevant information.
Dark_light · 72.6k Views