Adventure web novels featuring Mythical, with public chapters on NovelCult.
All living will suffer. All shall die. All things must end. In the land of fire and dust, In the land where time isn't defined, Where everything is unknown, yet known to many. **Yet every ending begins.**
alizabihi1387 · Fantasy · 3 ch
Two people were traveling through the Forest of Doom. The one in the back was wearing a blue T-shirt and black trousers. At the moment, his black hair was drenched in sweat, and his expression was one of confusion. Normally, when you enter a forest, you could hear birds chirping, insects buzzing, and animals making noise, but he couldn't hear anything like that. Well, he did hear some scary noises, but he couldn't identify what they were, nor did he know what could make such noises. It felt like something was scrutinizing him from head to toe, but he couldn't pinpoint where that something was. The blonde-haired one was wearing an animal-furred cloak, under which he had gray pants and a white-yellowish shirt. He also had other things, like a sword strapped to his waist and belts holding different items. If he were on Earth, people would probably mistake him for a cosplayer. The one at the back, seemingly hesitating, spoke. "Mr. Alvin, are you sure we're going on the right path and haven't lost our way?" Pointing to a tree covered in thorns, he continued, "I feel like we have seen and passed by this tree three times already. Also, are you sure we're safe? I feel like I heard some scary growls, and I have a feeling something is watching us." Mr. Alvin turned around and gave a gentle smile. "Don't worry, Mr. Joshua." Pointing to the compass-like object he was holding, he said, "As long as we have this device, nothing will happen to us. As long as we follow the directions on this device, we'll be safe and reach our destination with no problem." Not knowing what to say to the Smiling Knight, Joshua shut up and followed the man. After some time, however, he saw the same thorn-covered tree again. His eye twitched before he could say anything. However, the compass-like object in Alvin's hand started beeping. Alvin exclaimed, "We're close." He started walking faster, and as he did, the beeping grew louder and faster. Joshua hurriedly followed, thinking, That thing sounds like a timer for a bomb. Alvin stopped as the beeping stopped. The space in front of them rippled like water, and then two doors came into view. A voice spoke in a somber tone, "What's the password?" The voice came from the compass in Alvin's hand. "Ahem, ahem." Clearing his throat, Alvin's expression turned serious as he said into the device, "Open Sesame." "What!" Joshua, who was behind him, was dumbfounded. -------------------------------------------------- Joshua somehow found himself in another world. After being taken in by a group of knights and going through more than his fair share of trouble, he discovered something unexpected: he wasn't the first person from another world to arrive here. Someone had come before him. Someone who had turned his life into a legend, living an adventure straight out of a protagonist's tale. And now, Joshua had to find his own place in a world where someone else had already played the protagonist.
SPDaydreamer · Fantasy · 7 ch
"No one is good to you once you stop pleasing them." Three thousand years ago, the gods made a wager: do mortals deserve to exist? The cruelest god cursed mankind. The kindest offered a way out. In the dark, the curse still waits — not for the wicked, but for the one the world chose to break. Three thousand years, and it has never once failed. Two centuries after the last catastrophe, Aseri sings hymns to a hero-king and calls the truth a myth. Markella believes every word — top of her class, bound for the palace, certain of her golden future. She has no idea what she is. She has no idea what's waiting. The Star of Ire has slept long enough.
ccmaker · Fantasy · 8 ch
In a distant realm, a god-king revered by his followers rules with unyielding force, crushing nations that dare oppose him. Yet his ambitions stretch far beyond mortal subjugation—he hunts down other gods, erasing them from existence in his quest to become the sole divine power. As his dominion expands, gods disappear, kingdoms are threatened, and the world continues to change. Across this vast realm, adventurers, warriors, and gods pursue their own ambitions, unaware of how far the god-king's influence will eventually reach. Can even a god, crowned by worship and forged in tyranny, hold on to such power indefinitely? Or will someone rise against him, bringing about a downfall as inevitable as it is unforeseen? In a world where gods can die, only one can remain—but for how long? Cover art by Little-Moon on Scribblehub.
daight · Fantasy · 138 ch