Seventeen years ago, a girl was sent to another world by a glowing goddess named Aris. Blessed with powerful magical attributes—but curiously, no holy power.
And now the girl has become Mira d'Ark. She lives a peaceful life in the sun-kissed fishing town of Mermaid’s Cove.
She doesn’t fight monsters.She doesn’t wear holy robes.And she certainly doesn’t consider herself a saintess.
But the townsfolk think otherwise.
From healing wounds and calling rain, to helping lost adventurers and tending the soil, Mira's magic has touched everyone in town.
But as her seventeenth birthday dawns and cake is served at the Adventurer's Guild, a new arrival at the edge of town will gently begin to shift the tides of Mira’s peaceful world.
Because sometimes, even a girl who doesn’t believe she’s a saintess... is exactly what the world needs.
The gods are gone, but their blood still courses through royal veins, shaping empires long after their abandonment. Darrow Ghaldre, the feared Kingslayer King, seeks to annihilate every other monarch and their kin to break the divine grip on mankind.
Now, twenty cycles later, peace decays as crops rot, beasts prowl, and whispers stir of god-blood that survived. Johanus Dhulos, once Ghaldre’s blade, now tends his fields in peace with his son Quintin. Until a shadow from the past comes hunting.
The end of kings was only the beginning.
What if instead of aliens' invading Earth, humans invaded their planet?
After World war III reduced Earth to ashes, the last remnants of humanity fled to the stars, carving a new empire among the clouds of an alien world- *Elysium*. But this new paradise was already home to a native civilisation, one now shackled under the terms of a brutal treaty. Every year, the aliens pay tribute. Every day, their skies are shadowed by the ships of their human overlords.
The people of Elysium live under the boot of the Dominion-an authoritarian human regime that controls every aspects of life. Children are bred, not born. Raised not to love or dream, but to dominate. The highest honour in this twisted society is to become an Avatar-a chosen warrior diplomat engineered to mimic their slaves and maintain human supremacy.
Evan, a gifted but rebellious young recruit, never wanted this life. He dreams of something the Dominion forbids: *freedom.* But when he's selected to complete in the Trails, a brutal gauntlet meant to forge the next generation of Avatars, he must fight not just to survive-but to understand the truth behind the Dominion, the aliens they oppress, and the role he was bred to play.
As Evan's beliefs are shattered and loyalties tested, he'll face an impossible choice: rise as a symbol of oppression, or burn it all down...and take himself down with it.
In a world built on ashes and lies, what does it mean to be human anymore?
(Really. A cliche.)
Amelia’s grandmother always have had it out for her, as long as the girl could remember, her grandmother never really liked her, or at least, she didn’t show it well. Out of the 40 grandchildren she had, Amelia was pushed the hardest, had all of the expectations laid on her and was always the one getting picked on and called out.
When her grandmother dies, every child and grandchild had their share of the will, yet Amelia’s the only that came with a requirement. She must be married. Easier said than done. Despite not having a relationship with her grandmother, Amelia was left her movie production building, her famous mansion and 2/4 of her cars, all of the fancy things that got her to where she was, was left to Amelia.
Who would turn that down.
But How?
How is she going to find someone to marry under such fast circumstances.