Fifty years after the cataclysmic Second Jewel War, the Land of Spade has flourished under the legacy of Kaipo Kasumi, its once-fractured realms now united in an era of peace. But peace is a double-edged sword, for in the shadows of tranquility, a new and insidious evil stirs—one that threatens to unravel everything the heroes of old fought for. As dark forces emerge from the cracks of a fragile peace, the next generation of mages must rise to confront an adversary unlike any before. Will they uphold the legacy of their predecessors, or will the weight of history crush them? The fate of five universes rests in their hands, and their journey will test not only their power but the very essence of who they are.

It is a world of both machine-guns and magic, and it is a world at war.

One soldier – a powerful mage – believes she can turn the tide of the war with knowledge and experience from another world.

Is one soldier enough to re-write history? Or will fate prove too strong an adversary?

About Author:

Oskar Holtz, author of Letalis,is a student at the University of Reading studying War, Peace, and International Relations. He is a member of The Society of Authors and the Westminster Strategic Studies Group and was a former Lance Corporal in the British Army Cadet Force.

About the novel:

The warring states of the world are warming around the new fires of a calamitous war, freed from half a decade in shackles of so-called peace. The seven great lands and seas of humanity are all but controlled by one element. Eifer. They give birth to the wrath of our species and is a breeder of sin. With the ever growing threat of the prosperous Confederacy looming over the continent, the ailing alliance of Aelon lies on an endless path of futile resistance in the face of the vastest invasion since the Second Calamity. Of the billions who would suffer for it, Arminius Reichner, a seemingly commoner schoolboy, is trapped in the outbreak of war. There is but one exit. Into the fields where no man would dare tread if they knew the horrors that would befall them. Every sane person had dreamt of the praise and fame that they could earn from the people of their kingdoms through war, but none truly understood how such a childish dream has shattered even the most resolute of minds. Victory has become a forgotten word in a cruel world once called paradise. Hell sits not so far.

This is a series in the Counter-Terrorism universe set a few months before the events of Task Force 105.

The city of Deacon, once a peaceful city, now corrupted and terrorized by crime and cartels. In the city's time of need, one man is willing to step up to end the terror plaguing the city.

5100 years ago, the Demon King was vanquished by the combined forces of the human empire and the races. With peace settling in the humans enslaved the races. The slaves taking care of everything the humans started living a luxurious life, free from worry and war.

They made only one mistake. Thinking the demons would now been in dismay, they left them to fall apart. Until now there was no sign of them moving. But the peace won't last long, a new king has emerged and unified the Demon Kingdom.

The humans drowning in comfort and earthly pleasures have no idea of the revenge which is slowly creeping to their very gates.

Sarah remembers being reborn with amazing gifts. She knows why people were gifted their fantastic powers. She knows why women with powers were fewer and why their abilities were stronger. Sarah remembers how it all started. But she doesn’t know why she has other people’s memories.

Reality had cracked. With her found family, Sarah tried to stop an enemy unbound by time and save a girl from becoming something dark and sinister. All the while she was keeping darkness from taking over her own body.

Fate was against them and failure meant the end of the world and possibly the unraveling of reality itself. Were these things destined to happen or was there a plan even their enemy could not see? Sarah didn’t know if this was the end of her life or just the beginning of the next one.

The Fate of Fractured LivesBook One of the Anomalies Saga

Chapters will be posted every week. If you have criticism, please constructive with it. I'm by no means a subject matter expert in anything I have written.

Editing provided by Willow Heath.https://willoweditsbooks.myportfolio.com/

The background cover image is an edited version of a photo by Maksim Romashkin, found on Pexels.com. The logo is my creation.

The capital city of this dark time, Ōkoku, was a town like others where the people lived their daily lives, but this was the night that everything would change.

Out at sea, a wooden fishing vessel bobbed gently under the moonlight. The fishermen aboard worked tirelessly, their calloused hands hauling in nets laden with the night's catch. Laughter and idle chatter filled the air, oblivious to the unnatural stillness that had settled over the sea—the dreadful calm before the storm.

On the deck, an old fisherman squinted, concern written over his weathered face as he scrutinized the distant shape above the sea. It appeared to be a massive wave at first, churning the sea ominously. But as it surged closer, his heart skipped a beat.

This was no wave.

Men scrambled across the deck to arm themselves, reaching for harpoons, nets, and anything that might serve as a weapon. The creature leading the tide charged lightning in its mouth while running across the water as if it were on land, firing the bolt out and setting the ship ablaze and leaping over the burning vessel and rushing into Ōkoku.

Destruction engulfed the city as the demons descended. Above, Winged abominations screeched, raining down torrents of flames that reduced buildings to ashes and filled the air with the stench of charred flesh.  Below, grotesque monsters rampaged unhindered, consuming the fleeing humans and leaving nothing but devastation in their wake.

Amidst the chaos, the commander of the demons made himself known.

"Such beautiful suffering, I can't believe it has finally come, to think I almost missed the end of the world. Such pure pure ecstasy." The commander's wings spread as he motioned for all the demons under his command to attack.

"The demons have shown themselves to the world, now we have no reason to hide ourselves. Kill as many as you can without worry of being spotted." A man's voice echoed through the heads of many.

A man stood on a roof with his rifle aimed at the lion-like beast that destroyed and killed those people at the harbor. He lined up his shot and took fire, sending the beast flying and crashing down dead.

A comrade of his wielded her Naginata to cut the legs off of one of the many giant demons before spinning around and slashing its head clean off.

Another warrior tossed his chain onto the wing of a flying demon, sinking the blade in. Using the momentum of the demon's flight, he launched himself into the air, slicing its back open to kill it in a single strike. It came down with a screech, crashing to the ground as the man landed on it.

These were the rays of hope that these citizens needed: allies who were just as powerful, if not more powerful, than the demons. So much so they could be considered demons themselves, but not just any demons.

These were The Fiends, Demons who kill Demons!

They came in full force following the orders from their capital, known as the Divine Mountain. They all stood together strong and with wills unbendable and emotions incorruptible, and with them came their captain. A warrior who graduated to the top of the Divine Mountain in mere weeks, a record unheard of by any Fiends known to record. Known as "The Tyrant Of The Battlefield," they called him a Warlord and One Of The Divine Mount's Greatest Fiends.

A family of three Father(Logan), daughter(Vivian), and son (Alexander) moved away from the rest of their family to live at Logan's old family home, however their change to life brought about even more sudden changes. They now find themselves in a newfound worldbattling for not only their freedom  but for the freedom of this parallel world all while facing mounting dangers, new discoveries about themselves all alongside new friends.

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Trapped in a dystopian labor camp, Zeiss endures a life stripped of hope and dignity. But when an unexpected meteor obliterates the camp's desolate landscape, it sets off a series of inexplicable events that plunge Zeiss into a riveting mystery.

DISCLAIMER: Dark themes - Violence - Sex - Abuse - Death

There are things no one was meant to see, and darkness that should never have been given living form.

"That the world is coming to an end has long since been a dead issue. Everyone has heard of it. Those who have seen it know what the truth is, those who haven't either believe it or not. Either way, no one really cares. We shattered reality itself to shards, but even the apocalypse could not make a difference. Those who are lucky enough to live well don't care about other people's misery or how the world collapses, not even if their own children will have nothing to inherit but ashes and fear, and no matter how much power they have, they only use it for their own benefit, while bringing suffering to others. And the worst is, no matter what nightmarish old or new ideologies they use to justify their deeds, the flock will follow. In the end, the story is always the same."

This is the story of a broken world haunted by the deepest horrors of the human soul, relentless persecution and superstitious hatred, a fanatic war against everything that is not human, and the damned who oppose and never yield to fate. This is not a fairytale.

What to expect:

A deep dark medieval high-fantasy with elves, dwarves, fairies and demons, magic and swords, romance and hatred, and a post-apocalyptic world. This is not a fanfiction of any sort, it's an original story that popped out from my head, and it's very dear to me. I am really happy if you find it worth reading!

Please read the short "Good to know" chapter before you dive in!

The illusion of life and the desire for power often cloud us. They change our views, bias our hearts, justify our wars. But even though power demands payment, will that stop you from fighting for your dreams?

In a universe where gods run rampant, mages decide the flow of history, and eldritch horrors hide in the darkest crevices of creation. Power and the right to command it and its consequences is earned, bled for, died for. Does the fire of hope shine bright, or does it burn black?

Where evil boasts its name aloud and good slinks away wretchedly in the shadows, will you bend your knee? Or will you ascend and join the mighty legends?

What is a king to a god?

What is a god, to a non-believer?