Fantasy Simulator Novels & Stories

The girl looked into the visor of the Human Base Tech, seeing only emptiness in those eyes. Assessment day has always been Squad Alpha's favorite day. While they were never allowed to give an opinion before, they were asked to help with the challenges. Most of the challenges were normal, like sparing, agility tests, stealth, and target practice. Though a few were a bit more unique. There is a game called Prey-Hunter, lung capacity test, or Aeon's personal favorite and current objective; Wake Up Call.

The game "Virtual Dream" Max currently was playing was a masterpiece of the gaming giant "Dream Gaming" which marked the beginning of a new era of gaming where it's realism level of 90% itself left the other Virtual Reality products in the dust and caused a huge sensation in the gaming market with 500 beta players slot being grabbed only in the first 20 minutes and with a week remaining for its 1st month anniversary launch, the developer's have promised a huge surprise for the beta players, whose private information with real name has been concealed for security reasons and the gamer's been instructed to only use their gaming name or first name for their own safety. Of the many features of t

Suddenly deafening thunder and dazzling lightning drew in the sky, accompanied by torrential rain and wind that seemed to blow away anyone's home. Everyone was shouting, so I used TeleCom to let everyone know what was happening and calm them down with mental communication. [TeleCome – short for Telepathy Communication; this is one of a kind mogic that the Fantasian use to communicate.] [Fantasian – People live in Mundo da Fantasia.]

I wanted to puke out of disgust. Before I'd found out about them, they had still kept it low-profile. But now, it was obvious they were trying to disgust me on purpose. Gary gave the signal, and the big burly men started toward me, their eyes dripping with lust. "Hey, sexy, you've got a really nice body. Want to show me how pretty you look when I'm railing you to the heavens?"

she began, “because we are finally moving forward. Loisage has changed. You know this. You’ve lived it. We cannot pretend the world outside these walls will wait for your education to finish tidily in theory and test scores.” She swept her gaze across us, cold and precise. “Starting today, the Trial Grounds Simulation Protocol is active.” Some students whispered. Some stiffened. I didn’t move. “Each mentor-track team will begin rotating through field-grade simulation exercises,” she continued. “These are not games. These are controlled reality threads—spell-stabilized environments designed to mimic known historical magical events, threats, or distortions.” She raised one hand. “Simulations a

A faint drizzle pattered from the sky, turning ash to mud. [Simulation Initiated] [Objective: Retrieve Medical Supplies, Food, and Fuel] [Time Limit: 2 Hours] [Penalty for Failure: Loss of Skill Progress] My heart gave a sharp jolt. Two hours. It wasn’t real, but the stakes felt real enough to make my palms sweat. The System wasn’t playing games—every success built me, and every mistake could set me back. I adjusted the strap of my pack and whispered to myself, “This isn’t a dream. This is rehearsal.”

She’s not a mommy’s girl nor a daddy’s girl. Askar Is a 17 year old who is Hindu and Immortal. Who cannot be destroyed. His Ancestors' religion is Hindu, which haunts him. He doesn’t quite fit well in his family. It all changes when he gets turned immortal by his human mom who births him.. His life flashes before his eyes seeing his mom die while birthing him will hunt him for all the years he shall live. Sooner than later he is a vampire trying to fit in with the humans. He isn’t like any other vampire, he doesn’t thrust for human blood. He is more disgusted with it, that each time his dad brought home some human for him to try, he would instantly puke it out. But what he really craves is a