William Ortell, a refugee of the war between gods, finds himself chosen as a successor to a long dead hero of the war. He must decide whether to put aside his grudges or to sink into the comforting stillness he has created for himself. He isn't alone, though. Joining him are scientists, soldiers, magical experts, all with their own stories, all from their own walks of life, and all with their own reasons for fighting. As they are, could they possibly hope to stand against the Soulless? Against the dangers the galaxy holds? Or will they fall just as so many heroes had before them?

The gods have long abandoned mortals. Their temples have crumbled, their names fading into myth. But when five outcasts awaken a power unseen for generations, they become hunted by forces that would see them destroyed.

My name is Haldin Raish. Legionnaire. And the High General just murdered my parents. My dad was well respected in the Legion. Always had a reputation for doing the right thing, no matter the cost. He was a good man. And whatever he stumbled onto got them both killed. Messily. Now, that red-eyed thing is coming for me. It walks like the High General. Talks like him, too. But it's not. Human beings don't shirk off gunfire and smack grown men across the room like that. Not even High Generals. And he's not the only one. The only reason I'm alive is Carlisle.

I'm Thane Stone, a simple man that wants nothing more than to put down a few crops in the plot of land I purchased at the edge of town. My dream might very well have come true were it not for what I found in the forest. It called to me, woke something buried deep within, a bloodline that raises far more questions than it answers. So, I suppose I'm a bastard with royal blood? To be frank, I'm not sure I give a damn. For now, I'd settle for being left alone with my dog, and maybe save some space for a wife one day. My bloodline's powers are a nice touch though.

Akielas has lost his magic and is now on a journey to recover it. Caim, the demigod, was captured by the Specters. The Specters need one more Cosmo Jewel to be at full power and use the energy of the eclipse to cast their spell upon the world. Hope seems lost and the tri-eclipse is near. However, with all the chaos that has happened, there is still light. A new mage is protecting the last remnant of the dragon gods. The Effeelions who live in the sky lend Akielas their forces. A new weapon is discovered to defeat his enemy. Time is running out and Akielas is quickly running out of options. ...

Adam isn't isn't even given the chance to lick his wounds after a deep betrayal before a mysterious force pulls him into into a new, fantastical world. He doesn't mind much. Penniless, luckless, and aimless, Adam wasn't particularly fond of his old world anyway. Maybe this can be the fresh start he needs. First, he'll have to deal with being attacked by shadowy monsters, imprisoned by guardsmen, and pressed into service by the resident nobility. But unlike Earth...he's not entirely powerless.

When the world ended, Damien found himself living for the first time in his life. The entire population of Earth was thrown into a bloody tutorial which resulted in the death of billions over the course of ten years, and those who reached the end were transported to the multiverse of Lautum. While most rushed their way through the tutorial, hoping to find sanctuary from this bloodbath as quickly as possible, Damien decided to take the completionist route.

My parents named me after an angel. That was a mistake. My words and actions remind them of this on a daily basis. My father disagrees. He is the Sentinel of Order, God’s unchecked hand on the world, but I’ll always be his little girl. Da may be biased, but he’s not deluded. The angel for whom I was named is beautiful, brave, and temperate. Da says two out of three isn’t bad. I cannot take credit for my beauty, and will not attribute bravery to things that simply must be done. As for temperance, I have none. I come to my lack of temperance honestly.

The half-Immortal tyrant of Cai has been defeated, but at a devastating cost. Wu Ying has sacrificed both his chance at immortality and his greatest treasure. Now, gravely injured and with his cultivation path shattered, he has to rebuild with the help of his friends. To find his true destiny, Wu Ying must question everything he once knew, retracing his journey from the beginning. But this time, he does so with a broken body and shattered cultivation, racing against time before his injuries claim him.

Cast into a brutal military camp by his once loving master, Mateo feels like the last six wonderful years of his life have been a lie. With the mysteries surrounding him growing, Mateo knows that his only option is to become one of the supernaturally powerful Duelists and grow in power until he can take his fate into his own hands. That plan is thwarted from the beginning when he gets stuck with the lowest-ranked Root Card against his will, ensuring that his growth as a Duelist will always be excruciatingly slow.