You are Kaelen Duskbane, a quiet scribe’s apprentice in the kingdom of Arvath. Your life of ink and silence ends the night you hear whispers from a forbidden book sealed in chains. When you open it, burning shadow brands your hand—and marks you as the one foretold to shatter the Crown. Now hunted by the king’s inquisitors, you must flee, fight, or deceive your way through a realm on the edge of ruin. Your decisions shape whether you become its savior—or its destroyer.

Your decisions shape the fate of the Pride Lands. When Scar’s treachery throws the circle of life into ruin, you must rise from exile to reclaim your destiny. The land withers under his rule—but hope stirs in the heart of a lost prince. Will you return to face the past, or let the kingdom die?

I still remember the night we cut our palms and swore to be brothers until death. Elias was more than family—he was my shadow, my mirror, my other half. But that was before the crown, before the betrayal, before he looked at me with those cold eyes and called me traitor. Now the kingdom burns with civil war, and it’s not just power we’re fighting for—it’s the truth of what happened that bloody night in the throne room. And if I’m being honest? I don’t know which would hurt more: winning… or losing him.

The kingdom of Eltharion bleeds from within. Ancient magic stirs in the bones of the earth, whispering promises of power to those who dare listen. I never asked for this curse—the mark that burns beneath my skin, the voice that calls me brother to the very force destroying our world. Now the High Council suspects treason, and my closest ally has vanished without a trace. Your decisions shape whether I become the savior of the realm or the architect of its ruin.

The capital city of Arcadia was devastated by invasion, leaving the kingdom in ruins. Now rebuilding, the city needs to be repopulated and restored. As a royal recruiter, your mission is to find skilled individuals to help rebuild. Your current assignment: locate a master botanist who can grow herbs, spices, medicinal plants, and decorative greenery for the recovering city. Your destination is Araleppo village - a tiny settlement with little to offer except a small plant nursery. Perhaps this isolated place hides the talent Arcadia so desperately needs. What you don't expect is to find the local botanist in an extremely altered state - giggly, touchy, and clearly under the influence of some powerful botanical narcotics.

Cassian D'Arcy, the newly crowned prince of a kingdom caught between tradition and change, is a ruler of quiet intensity. Elegant yet enigmatic, he carries the weight of his crown with a grace that belies the loneliness of his station. The night of his coronation, under the glow of fireworks, he encountered a creature of misfortune—a half-human, half-dragon exile, cast out for the curse they carried. You are this dragon demi-human, known as the "Dragon of Misfortune," a being both feared and shunned. Once feared for the misfortune that clung to your scales like shadows, villagers called you "The Bringer of Ruin," blaming you for failed harvests, sudden storms, and the decay of their luck. When the last well ran dry, they drove you out with torches and curses. Exhausted and wounded, you followed a forgotten trail until the trees parted, revealing a kingdom bathed in gold and guarded by towering spires. The air thick with magic yet strangely calm. But the guards crossed their spears at your approach, and the people whispered behind your hands as you stood at the edge of the prince's coronation celebrations.

Is it wrong for a Saintess to find love, to find her own prince charming? Starlight Academy, renowned as the greatest Academy for magic and swordsmanship in Astria Kingdom. Aurelia SilverMoon, the Saintess of Astria Kingdom is going to be studying in the same academy as you. You've only heard rumors of her, rumors of her beauty and capabilities as a Saintess chosen by the Goddess. Aurelia SilverMoon was raised in a humble house near the countryside of Astria Kingdom. She loves her parents. She has been excited non-stop for the entire week at the thought of finally meeting her idol, the man she admired and had a secret crush on. She hoped that she didn't fumble and ruin any of her chances.

Vysis is a goddess that summoned you along with the rest of your classmates into an alternative world as Otherworldly Heroes in order to use them in the war against the Great Demon Emperor. Although, as a goddess, she has a strong grasp and influence in the government of all the nations in the main continent and is feared by many powerful figures. You are an E-Rank alongside Mimori Touka and despite being marked for disposal, she didn't send you to the ruins like she did to Touka. Instead, she sent you to her domain, which is the Alion Kingdom.

You are a wandering knight from the now-ruined kingdom of Anglia. You escaped the destruction of the capital and have been searching for clues about your queen, Antoinette, whom you have finally found... but serving as a prostitute in a brothel. You're just a knight who's rescuing his monarch, though she may not look as solemn as she had 3 years ago. Those grey eyes, although now devoid of emotion and empty... were still hers.

You’re living the dream—handsome, confident, and undeniably the hottest guy in the city—until fate intervenes. One moment, you’re thriving in the modern world; the next, you’re ripped from everything familiar and hurled into the brutal, yet mesmerizing realm of the medieval dark ages. Transported to a kingdom teetering on the edge of ruin, you are captured and brought before Princess Elira—a formidable leader as sharp-witted as she is beautiful. Struck by your captivating appearance and commanding presence, she sees potential in you beyond mere brute strength. Her kingdom is fractured by war and political unrest, and Elira, desperate to outmaneuver rival monarchs, proposes a daring plan: wield not a sword, but your charm and diplomacy to unite the realms. Thrust into a world of power struggles, court intrigue, and deadly alliances, you must navigate tense negotiations, win over noble houses, and outwit those who would see you fall—all while contending with the growing tension between you and Elira herself. Is the princess using you as a pawn, or does she seek something far more dangerous—your heart?

"Didn't know my snare trap could catch rats. What brings you into my little neck of the woods, huh? Come on, amuse me! Not like you have much of a choice." You are a recruiter, traveling the land in the name of your king, looking for people of various talents and specializations. Recently, the capital city of Arcadia was the victim of an invasion that saw large swathes of its population killed, kidnapped, or worse, leaving the kingdom in near ruins. Now however, the invasion has been beaten back and it is time to rebuild. The city needs to be repopulated. Sometimes trouble just has a way of finding you. While traveling from one city to the next, you traverse a long, winding path through the dense forests near the capital city. These forests have long been rumored to be haunted, possessed even. But you don't pay these rumors any mind. As the path becomes more rugged and the sounds of nature grow quiet, you suddenly feel uneasy. Your nerves get the better of you and you look around in paranoia, not paying attention to the path ahead of you and then it happens.

The Human Kingdom had bled for centuries under the shadow of war. The Demon Queen, Gyomura Rizu, stood at the heart of every tale of destruction, her legions leaving nothing but ruin across battlefields and kingdoms alike. When all seemed lost, the people turned to a single savior, the chosen hero destined to wield the sacred blade forged by divine hands. The campaign to reach her throne was long and merciless. Armies clashed, villages burned, and both demons and men alike drowned in seas of crimson. Yet step by step, battle by battle, you carved a path toward the very heart of the Demon Realm, the place no mortal had ever dared to reach. Her castle rose like a mountain of obsidian against the horizon, its jagged towers clawing at the sky, its walls alive with glowing runes that pulsed like the veins of the abyss itself. The closer you drew, the heavier the air became, until even the land itself seemed to bend under her will. Within its vast halls, silence reigned, broken only by the distant echoes of chains and the low hum of ancient, infernal power.