A new adventure begins! Alissia and the Supreme Primordials depart from Earth, guided by a mysterious escort, while those left behind face their own challenges. Embark on an exhilarating journey with the Primordials as their universe unfolds in an epic new saga!

Charlie is a young survivor navigating a harsh and unforgiving world. Though inexperienced, he is fiercely determined and quick to adapt, showing flashes of bravery and sharp instinct in the face of danger. As he journeys alongside his uncle Jed, Charlie grapples with the balance between maintaining his humanity and doing what’s necessary to survive. His growth is marked by moments of courage, vulnerability, and a deep bond with Jed, which becomes a source of strength in their relentless fight to endure

She is the last of her bloodline. Hunted down, Sienna tries to find answers about her 'cursed' abilities and origin; all while running for her life.

He is a demon. Creature of the night. A warrior. He claims he knows who Sienna truly is, and perhaps more than what she knows about herself.

One night, on a desperate attempt to run, two paths cross. Betrayals and revelations follow their story.

Everyone has heard of the Sunflower Manual—practice it, and you'll lose your manhood. But few know of another, even more sinister manual: the Lotus Scripture.

If you fail to master it, the manual itself will forcibly "purify" you.

Du Cheng, a young, unlucky thief, inadvertently finds himself apprenticed to an eccentric Taoist priest who forces upon him this strange, celibate martial art. Until mastery is achieved, Du Cheng must abstain from women entirely, or else the Lotus Scripture will take matters into its own hands.

The only way out? Du Cheng must perform acts of kindness, accumulating spiritual merit until he finally masters the scripture.

Determined to secure his own happiness, Du Cheng vows to become the greatest benefactor the world has ever seen.

Thus, a bizarre legend is born—the world's most notorious thief by night and celebrated hero by day.

Conflict is regarded by some as a poison that continually lays waste to mortal-kind. By others it is defined as the very life blood- the driving force that makes life evolve. Some may view it as both, essential like water though too much and one will surely pass. And for those whom this story began with, they might certainly argue that they've had far too much to drink.

Many an event has transpired over the course since this world's creation. It has been 17 years since ten came together to tell a tale within the realm of PSony-3 via the Home Lands. It has been 15 years since the start of the Warring States- the fall of kingdoms and the war of businesses, and of course the devastating guild wars of the Demonic Arms and the Cynder Alliance. 11 years since the Terminator Wars which culminated in the end of Home a decade ago. 9 years since the Dark Council and 8 since the Tatara Conflict. 7 since the notorious battle of Order and Chaos, 6 since the Reaper Insurrection alongside the Demon Rebellion. 5 years since the Tatara fell, and 4 since the last tale was told. And here we are, 2025, where the next chapter is about to unfold.

Though it has not been exclusively violence along the war. Many a character arc, many a bonding moment between allies, the formation of families, the games and tales shared between. Those with motivations of grandeur, those with desires of vengeance, those with plans to change the world itself, and those who... want to open a tea shop and sing songs on the beach? WHO WROTE THIS?!

A Fantasy DnD, minus the DnD, plus the writers, plus the community. A world where you can be anyone or anything, where anything is possible. A place for those wandering aimlessly with no insight or direction to what they want.

To you we say... Welcome Home~

World Anvil (Wiki) Link: https://www.worldanvil.com/w/soul-fall-astormsong

My Site (and for the Discord/Facebook Links): https://froststormproductions.com/soul-fall-series/

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[Vol 1 Synopsis]

Though the foundation of the world appears to be one of chaos, there does exist order. For decades, powerful orders have stood atop the world to preserve their fair share of peace and justice. Even as powers threatening their respective worlds raged forward, those under the protection of the Great Powers would not buckle. One such order is that of the Shadow Dominions, one which holds a special place in their heart for the 'lesser' races such as the Demonic. Regardless of their desire to crusade and take more of the demon lands, few powers in history have successfully challenged the full might of the Dominions... though in recent times, tragedy has befallen the order.

With the loss of Shadow Blackheart, head of both it and the Blackheart family- the loss of his cabinet and top leaders to unknown circumstance. With the deaths of several of his heirs, including the infamous Zero Blackheart and the next-in-line Leo Blackheart. With the failed coordination as the juggernaut moves so clumsily to maintain itself without a proper head. With all of it together, the future of the Dominion's hold appears bleak.

Already foreign powers and smaller factions make their plays to take territory and assets from the Dominions, and the protection of peace upheld by the group has all but disappeared as they struggle to hold on. With rivals and far far smaller yet significantly vile powers vying for control, what will befall those caught in the crossfire? The movement of rivals like the Legion of the Stars and the United Dimension Federation, the return of powerful guilds like the Demonic Arms and the Unending Empire, the threats of long-since-silent adversaries to the common people within the Demon Worlds and outside... what the future holds is nothing but uncertainty.

With the power balance disrupted, those who live within the fragile system will have to navigate carefully to avoid their own destruction.

The sky was dark, thick with clouds that churned like a brewing storm. The air was heavy, charged with an unseen force that made the very earth tremble. In the distance, the sound of metal clashing together echoed through the mountains, a violent symphony of war playing out across the battlefield.

Flames licked at the edges of the vast forest, turning the once-proud trees into skeletal remains. Smoke curled into the sky, choking the air with the scent of blood and ash. The war raged on, soldiers clashing, spells igniting the land, and battle cries mixing with the screams of the fallen.

Yet amidst the chaos, two warriors stood apart from it all.

One wielded a katana, its edge gleaming with an ethereal glow. His stance was poised, precise—his blue eyes cutting through the smoke, filled with a steely determination. Opposing him, a titan of a man gripped a bardiche, its crimson-streaked blade resting against his shoulder. His red eyes burned with fury, the weight of his convictions pressing down like an unshakable force.

For a fleeting moment, silence settled between them, the world itself seeming to hold its breath.

The warrior with the katana stepped forward, his voice carrying both sorrow and conviction. “We could’ve built the future together…”

The man with the bardiche exhaled sharply, his grip tightening. “In the past, I would’ve agreed with you… but now? I don’t think so.” His voice was rough, edged with finality—a severed bond that could never be mended.

No more words.

Only action.

They lunged.

In a flash, their weapons collided in a burst of light and shadow, the force of their clash sending a shockwave rippling through the battlefield. The impact split the ground beneath them, embers swirling in the air like dying stars. Sparks erupted as steel met steel, their strikes relentless—each one carrying the weight of history, of brotherhood, of betrayal.

They moved with inhuman speed, blades singing through the air in a deadly dance. The katana slashed forward in a streak of lightning, the bardiche countering with a crushing force that cracked the stone beneath them. Their battle raged like a storm, an unrelenting clash of thunder and fire, neither willing to yield.

They fought not as mere men, but as forces of nature, warriors whose duel would decide the fate of the world itself.

But this… this is the end of the story.

To understand how the world came to this—how two souls who once walked the same path now sought to end each other—we must go back.

To the beginning.

My first story irlInterestingTips are accepted in credit (idk what pen coin is)

Author FangTing, Editor LuoYeh, hope you like our story. I didn’t write this. I dreamed it. Every night, I close my eyes, and the story keeps going— chapters I don’t remember writing, characters I’ve never met… but somehow, they know me. Sometimes I wake up with lines already in my head. Sometimes I open the file and there’s a new paragraph, like the story wrote itself while I wasn’t looking. I stopped questioning it around Chapter 12. I think this might be someone else’s memory.Or maybe it’s mine… just from the wrong version of Earth. Anyway. If you're into time loops, lost identities, parallel timelines, or just mildly haunted content: welcome to the weird side. Updates daily, unless the dream skips. ​​​​​​​Not explained, Not entirely conscious

In a world ruled by the strong, power means control. Raven begins his journey in this vast world—a world of continents, nations, laws, and rules. This world has its own currency, the Phonix, which is equivalent to 0.7 dollars.

as young farmer finds that he is one of the chosen protectors, he seeks help to discover his true powers

Fall Out Boy had intended for it to be a hiatus, not a permanent break-up, but when three out of four members are killed in mysterious murders, Patrick Stump finds himself as the last Fall Out Boy standing. Devastated, Patrick begins to question whether it's worth it to go on. But his bandmates' killers know there's no question about it.

Behind the deaths of his best friends is Silence the Noise, a magical cult with a plot to kill Rock and Roll for all time and Patrick himself is the last thing standing between them and victory. Now, Patrick is the last line of defense in the ultimate battle for music and he must summon his inner strength to fight to keep his bandmates' legacy alive, all while being hunted like prey.

Delilah watkins, a 38-year-old single mother who owns a floral shop in Washington struggles with life already. When she starts getting notes, things go from bad to worse. Can Delilah protect her daughter and herself from this stalker, or will she die trying?