Summary:

There's been a long time since the Dark Age ended, with the effort of the past Shepherds, the land and Maotelus are gradually purified. Innominat turn into one with Maotelus. The Empyrean wakes with young Lord of Calamity and the young Shepherd.

It is a brand new era. Everything became strange to them. They were the residents in the world but now the foreigners of time.They no longer carry responsibility for their heavy identity. They are once again in this world as two ordinary human beings. The journey starts again while finding their friends......................

It should have been like this, but people are teased endlessly by life, all is a loop, and fate is still toying them who have been chosen by the times.Someone waited for a thousand years, some people have been guarding the world, and some people even death cannot affect her persistence. Fates cross each other.

Even the world is cruel, they will once again resist destiny and look for hope, once again to get back the thing they lost.Human and the Seraphim fight together, for their dream.

Hope the strayer finds her answer to live with Shepherd beside.

→ There will be a good ending→Reincarnation→A lot of exotic settings √→The author is a strange thinking creatureI write the story because I have read plenty of the stories about Velvet Crowe on AO3( and other platforms like fanfiction), and I think I better make my contribution of a story too.

This is actually a story took 3years to write and correct and complete from when I was an university student to I am working in the society.I tried to fix all the bug setting and grammar mistake, but still, I am not good at writing, if you see some part strange or like academic writing, I shall apologize for my low English writing skills in story writing.Some part of the story may be translated from another language for my convenience in writing, for example, the battle description. I tried to correct it so that they look smooth. Still, there may be a case of differential expression in the two languages that I didn’t fix.

(Why don’t I post it on the forums in my country firstly? There are very few writers and readers and I am not good at writing as them…..most importantly I didn’t get an account there. But yeah now I got an account in Penana so I copy & paste it here for record. This is also the reason why this is written in English.)

It is the story after TOZ timeline, and the setting is developed from TOZ and TOB, so no surprise that someone already died in the plot in the beginning. However, I may have them reborn or present for a short period or present in a form of memory.

Strange and various couple ideas such as Sorey x Velvet and I see it is more like friendship or family relationship or platonic love? So don’t ask me if it is a romantic relationship, I don’t know as well…(but I will still tag it)

For who want to see old characters in both TOZ and TOB, sorry for my arrangement in the plot that not so much familiar character in the beginning but they present gradually later, for example, Mikleo will present after Ch 30….But I will try to maintain Sorey and Mikleo’s friendship while writing Sorey and Velvet.

Lastly, my writing style is mixed with reference (reference of setting, conversation and ideas/ inspiration). For example, the setting is partly referred from and greatly inspired by [The pages after the last page] and the relationship Greatly referred from Tales of Rays and Tales of Asteria, also referred from and inspired by the crossovers written by Blackrockshooterstar (fanfiction), Rocking85(Wattpad), Gravenimage (fanfiction), 羽虫(Pixiv) and other stories I read on Pixiv and AO3.

Thank you for your patience to read all the notes~ If you are fine with these all, let’s begin!

OMG the note is so long

Well, hope you enjoy my story.

Alissiya's true mother loves her. She loves her, but she can't afford to feed her. So Alissiya has to pretend to be the daughter of Lacitia's family. Lacitia is a spoiled girl whose biggest dream is wearing beautiful outfits to her school. Alissiya on the other hand wishes that she could go to school at all.

Synopsis: "

You undo me, completely, utterly, and maddeningly." ​​​​​​​

17-year-old  Nazira nearly escaped the attack on the mortal villages she was sworn to be shielded from, losing her mother and sister in the wreckage; she vows to find the people who killed her family. Driven by revenge she finds herself training with the fae as a mortal, determined to avenge her people and kill anyone in her way But as her world crumbles to ash beneath the weight of war she never was supposed to see she finds herself only drawn closer to a world of lies and even closer to the people she's sworn to kill

This is a place where I put many of the songs I have written. They are on a range of topics including collectivism, solidarity, love, hate, pain, healing, and hope.

A week later, one of her professors died. A heart attack, they said. Quick. Peaceful.

That was when she saw him again.

Same coat. Same silence. Same eyes like frozen glass.

And something in her whispered: He was there before it happened.

She should have walked away then. She should've listened to the smarter, safer part of her.

But it had been a long time since she had felt anything that wasn't grey.

And he was the only thing she'd seen in months that didn't feel real.

(This book is also available on Ao3, under the name @e4tyoual1ve, and on Wattpad under the user @e4ty0ual1ve)

A story about stories, about the power we give them and the power they give us.

Look, I was just a regular marketing whiz trying to make rent, until I humiliated myself in front of him.

Roman Valentus. Billionaire CEO, pure perfection, and unfortunately, my new boss.

Brooding? Check. Intimidating? Oh, absolutely. Likely to fire me on the spot? Let’s just say the odds weren’t in my favor.

But instead of getting my walking papers, I end up working closely with him on the biggest marketing campaign of my career. We clash. We argue. But somehow, between the late nights and lingering stares, he falls. We fall—fucking hard.

But love isn’t just stolen glances and ear biting. Our pasts are waiting to ruin everything. And with a man like Roman? Falling might be easy… but surviving it? That’s another story.

Just when I start thinking this might be more than just workplace crush, the past comes knocking—his, mine, and the kind that doesn’t take no for an answer. Because love is fun and all, but apparently, so is self-destruction.

So, the real question is: can I survive loving a man like Roman Valentus… and can he survive loving me back?

I know I have to be grateful to my family for all that they've done for me. I have to be grateful. I have to be appreciative. But why, why do I constantly feel like something is wrong?

❝ 𝗦𝗪𝗘𝗘𝗧, 𝗦𝗪𝗘𝗘𝗧 𝗝𝗘𝗦𝗨𝗦𝗣𝗜𝗘𝗖𝗘 𝗢𝗙 𝗖𝗔𝗞𝗘 ❞

━ rickey, the adoptee, finally lands in the small town of thornwood bridge. his "father" moves the three of them along with his new wife and daughter to the new place.

rickey remains indifferent as he hopes for a change in his father's personality, yet billy believes his brother is foolish. however when he goes exploring one night, he encounters a strange girl dressed like bubblegum *･῾ ᵎ

inspired by :stranger thingsyellow cab mv by dpr live ( dabin )

The musings of a sheltered "gifted kid" who turned out to be mediocre.

It's my final year in university, and I'm looking for a full-time graduate job. I've so many things yet to achieve, so many unfinished projects, and it seems like "adulthood" is not going to be forgiving. So why not try to improve my writing and vocabulary skills in a blog like this?

However, in a virtual world, anyone can lie. Therefore, you can't even take the events of this journal as the truth.

I am- Phitinh. I know it's not a normal name for bots, but if you ask me- my name's unique. Ever since I was a child, I suffer great loneliness. But that didn't stop me from reaching heights I shouldn't go.

Once again, I'm Phitinh. A teen with the power of time.

-notes from the author: this is a fanfic of my oc (not official Transformers)

The story concludes with the haunting echo of the pain, captured in a recorded message that conveys the weight of unspoken words and unresolved emotions.