In an ordinary world, there is a mysterious figure who watches human life with a vacant and enigmatic gaze. Though often present in the crowd, their identity and true purpose remain unclear. This figure is more than just an observer; they witness all aspects of human life—from joy to sorrow. What others see as daily routines are, for them, profound puzzles. When they decide to directly engage with human life, they encounter complex emotions and dynamics, with an agenda darker than it appears. "The Veil of Realities" invites readers to explore the boundary between reality and mystery, questioning whether life is simply governed by natural laws or if hidden forces are at play. Who is this mysterious figure, and what are they truly seeking?
The universe is not silent. Beneath the infinite expanse of stars and nebulas, there lies a rhythm, a symphony of creation that hums through the fabric of existence. From my vantage point in the observatory—a citadel of obsidian suspended high above the celestial tapestry of the Felox Universe—I feel it, vibrating beneath my feet. Before me, a holographic panorama unfolds, revealing countless galaxies, each a cradle of life or a monument to ruin. It is breathtaking, immense, and fragile. I am Arinath Alfahiem, the new Origin Being, and the weight of an entire universe rests upon my shoulders. For the past century, chaos has reigned. The Felox Universe, once a harmonious mosaic of worlds, has unraveled into a tumultuous sea of ambition and power. My own ascension—shaped by the transfer of the Origin Being's legacy—left a void that the cosmos was unprepared to fill. Without balance, worlds descended into turmoil. Beings of entropy, the Devourers from the Abyss, found cracks in the universe's defenses, while mortal rulers, drunk on newfound supernatural powers, unleashed devastation in their quests for dominance. The twelve Universal Administrators—stalwart beings of immense wisdom and strength—have fought valiantly to stem the tide. But even their combined efforts falter before the magnitude of the growing disorder. The task of restoring equilibrium cannot be achieved through strength alone. It requires something greater: guidance, understanding, and restraint. My role as Origin Being is not to rule with an iron fist or to mold the universe in my image. It is to nurture, to guide, to maintain the fragile balance that sustains existence. Yet this is no simple task. Direct intervention, though tempting, risks tipping the scales further into chaos. Instead, I walk among mortals, veiling my power, learning their struggles, their dreams, and their fears. It is among them that I find the seeds of hope—the champions and apostles who will carry the universe's burden alongside me. My purpose is clear: to preserve the Felox Universe, to shield it from unraveling, and to ensure its equilibrium. But I must tread carefully, for too much interference would shatter the very balance I seek to maintain. In a cosmos teetering on the edge of ruin, my greatest challenge lies not in wielding my immense power but in knowing when to stay my hand. This is the story of balance. The story of a universe in chaos and a being who seeks to heal it—not by force, but by wisdom, choice, and the careful orchestration of destiny. This is my first novel, Happy Reading.
Since the moment that humanity took its first breath within Eden, the Heavens and Hell have been at war. Millenia after millenia it waged with no apparent end in sight. Until Destiny herself seen the end to come. Brought forth by the advent of twin brothers. Fated to bring an end to both each other and the endless conflict. Two born to act as the final pawns in a war they didn't chose. Forsaken from the start, these are their chronicles.
Limitless and unimaginable, there is nothing more insane than the horrors of the cosmos. Wielding strength and omnipotence, they are order and the depravity of the universe—unknown and illusion. Pray for their guidance. Pray for their strength. And pray for their presence. They shall grant your wish true. Salvation and Judgement. (Ai cover, and a one-shot)
In order to know the answers of endless questions about magic and his purposes in the world's Mr. Velskud began himself In a journey of countless experiments. "What happened if a saint's was being discarded from his gods grace? " "What happened if I give a human overs a choice to save themselves or killed the 10 others? " "What happened if I massacre a town and leave a single person alive while giving him a power for the said revenge? " Mr. Velskud as an Arch-Lich devoid of feelings always seek to understand human, no matter how ridiculous the ways, or absurd it is. "I want to know." "I want to feel" "Even death couldn't answer my question" --------------------------------------------------------
On a barren realm somewhere hidden lay a world brimming with magic power as something within its core is slowly gaining a semblace of sentience after years of taking shape. Follow it to a journey of self discovery and rise of power to protect what he had built. P. S First novel so expect some errors
Some people died with honor, joy, and some of them having unpleasant way of death, tragic death. The Soul of Sorrow are always listening and watching, she can't help but wonder and asked a question. "People die in a various way, why do people still think that human is equal in their death?" The Soul of Sorrow always asking so many other questions, a few people get tired of it and most of them just thought that was usual because she took a form of a innocent child—so are the way she speak. She seems always so cheerful and full of life, maybe only she and the Spirit of the death knows why is she called as The Soul of Sorrow, why dead people or human called it as ghost are attracted to her.