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The Runic Alchemist

Ben, a postgraduate chemistry student, envisions a future where science unlocks the secrets of the universe. But fate has other plans. In a sudden twist, Ben dies and awakens in a strange new world, reborn as a five-year-old boy named Damian Sunblade. Damian's joy at being part of a noble family is short-lived. His family, valuing gold over blood, sells him off to another noble house to be groomed as a homemaker husband, a mere pawn in their political games. Struggling with his new reality and the remnants of his past life’s knowledge, Damian refuses to succumb to his fate. In his new household, Damian discovers that this world is governed by magic circles, Runic symbols wielding immense power. Driven by his scientific curiosity, Damian begins to experiment. Applying the laws of physics to the Rune symbols, he deciphers their secrets and invents his own unique form of magic. However, The family that bought him has their own plans for him, seeing Damian as a valuable tool to enhance their power. But Damian, ever the independent spirit, has dreams beyond servitude. He longs for freedom, a place to call his own—a life where he can use his talents without restraint. And so Damian devises a daring plan to escape. His journey is fraught with danger and intrigue, as he navigates a world filled with mystical creatures, powerful adversaries, and ancient secrets. Along the way, he forges alliances and battles enemies, all while refining his magical and scientific skills. In "The Runic Alchemist," follow Damian Sunblade’s epic quest for independence and self-discovery. Witness his transformation from a forsaken child to a formidable Alchemist, determined to carve out an extraordinary future for himself in a world teeming with infinite possibilities. ***** Author Note : Hello! GlaringError here! As I have already mentioned in my author review I am restating it here since I am getting tons of comments about it, that I am more of a reader myself than a writer, I made this novel in an attempt to capture my fantasy world residing in my mind into words.. Writing is new for me.. The premise of my novel is inspired by many great works that I have loved over the years. And some elements I have in my novel that are slightly similar to them but it's just the skeleton of it, the real meat of the plot is entirely my own cooking. Some of the influence that is more noticeable is from The Runesmith (By Kuropon), The King's Avatar (By Butterfly Blue) and Shadow Slave (By Guiltythree). I have immense respect for these legends and I can only hope to follow in their footsteps. To all those who comment just by judging the name, at least give it a chance before letting your opinions be known. Thank you.
GlaringError · 2.3m Views

The Coaching System

For ten years, Ethan Carter was cursed. No matter which club he coached, he never won a single match. The world called him “The Cursed Coach.” Fans ridiculed him. Players disrespected him. The media destroyed him. But on one fateful night, his Bundesliga team—the weakest in the league—was leading 1-0 against a footballing giant. Ninety minutes. One last chance. The biggest upset of the season. The final whistle blew. Victory. His first-ever win. The curse was broken. And then… his heart stopped. When he opened his eyes, he wasn’t in Germany anymore. He was in a run-down office with peeling wallpaper and a broken desk. His hands were thinner. His face was different. A small nameplate sat in front of him: Jake Wilson – Head Coach, Bradford FC (Fourth-Tier League) Before he could even process what had happened, a glowing screen appeared before his eyes. [Ding! The Coaching System Has Activated!] Now, armed with a system that grants real-time tactical analysis, scouting reports, player growth insights, and legendary tactics, Ethan—now Jake—has a second chance. From a forgotten, unknown club to the top of world football—can he use the system to become the greatest coach in history? He was once the most mocked coach in the world. Now, he will become unstoppable. Because this time… he refuses to lose. Disclaimer The Coaching System is a work of fiction. All characters, teams, events, and organizations depicted in this story are purely fictional or used fictitiously. While the novel is inspired by real-world football mechanics, tactics, and leagues, it does not represent any real-life football clubs, managers, or players.
Mr_Raiden · 1.2m Views

Oops, I rebooted the apocalypse (again)!

Did you ever wake up to the end of the world? No, seriously. Not the “oh no I left the stove on and now the apartment smells like death” kind of day. I’m talking real the end-of-the-world stuff. Screaming skies, gravity hiccupping like it’s drunk, your neighbor’s cat sprouting wings and declaring itself the harbinger of the Meat Singularity. No? Lucky you. Now imagine waking up to that again. And again. And again. To the point where you start ranking each apocalypse like a reality show. “Episode 88: Lava Sharks vs. Nano-Mormons.” “Episode 103: The Time Gravity Turned Inside-Out and Everyone Was Suddenly Left-Handed.” That one was weird. You know, it's like your dose of ordinary fever dreams. But daily. Something like that. That absurd, I mean. My name’s Rafael Vagathris. I’m a regressor. Which is a fancy way of saying I’ve died a lot, watched the world end a lot, and respawned more times than your average gamer rage-quitting Minecraft. Every time the world croaks, I get booted back to square one with a hangover, a sarcastic AI in my head, and the deeply comforting realization that I’m the only one who remembers any of it. So that’s cool. My helpful companion in this eternal Groundhog Day Armageddon is M.O.T.H.E.R.—the Modular Operational Time-Hop Emergency Regulator. Or as I like to call her, “Mo,” or “The Glitch Witch.” She’s technically here to help me stop the apocalypse. Probably. Realistically? She’s more interested in giving me daily randomized perks like “Your bones are now inflatable!” or “Congratulations, you are now mildly magnetic to forks.” She also assigns quests. Once, I was told to seduce a sentient vending machine. Another time? Defeat a goose armed with a rocket launcher. I'm still not sure who won that one. The goose definitely walked away. On fire. But confident. You’d think after all this time I’d have a plan. I don’t. Mostly, I just wing it with a mix of street smarts, recycled knowledge, and an unholy talent for bullshitting my way out of death. What’s different this time? Well… everything. The apocalypse looks wrong. The sky cracked sideways. The same people I usually save are in different places—or worse, alive when they should be dead. I mean, good for them, but creepy for me. Mo’s glitching harder than ever. The rules are changing. Maybe I did something wrong last run. Maybe I did something right. Maybe this time the apocalypse isn’t just something to survive—it’s something I caused. So yeah. New day. New reboot. Same cosmic disaster. And me? Still here. Still sarcastic. Still determined to fix this mess, or at least get a decent cup of coffee before we all implode again. And surely, finding some one I missed in every single loop. Welcome to the end of the world. Again. ***
IRespectMyFather · 18.3k Views