Globo Freeze

"When you see this line of text, the World Game has already begun." "This is 'True Person Competitive Global Live Stream Game' for Zhai Xing. " "Here, all Players become travelers, shuttling through worlds together. You can become a beacon of hope in an Apocalypse fraught with peril, witness Reincarnation in a future controlled by androids, or fight for your faction in a village where Werewolves clash with divine beings..." "I am Su Ming'an, possessing the unique Skill of Death Rewind." "Players who are eliminated become spectators. In a live stream with millions of views, they call me the strongest 'Number One Player', the eternal existent." "Others say I am a traitor sent by the Organizers, an unfit leader." "...But that doesn't matter." "For those who sacrifice themselves to help others, we should not let them freeze to death in the snowstorm. For those who pave the way for freedom, we should not let them bog down in thorns." "— I will bring a 'Bright Future' to everyone who has ever watched me." ... "...Whether they hold good intentions or Evil." ... Tags: Original World, Myriad Realms, Infinite Flow, Human Nature Flow, Long-term Foreshadowing, Plot Twists, No Female Lead, Multiple Endings including HE, BE, TE. World Progress (Original World): X City Apocalypse → Android Sci-fi → Senior High School Campus → Werewolf Killing Game World → Magical Ritual ... [The False Game begins: Prologue, The Real Game begins: Chapter 14]

Married by Mistake to the Ice-Cold CEO Ella Carter is at rock bottom. Broke, jobless, and desperate to pay off her debts, she agrees to a shady but simple deal—sign a fake marriage contract in exchange for a life-changing sum of money. It’s supposed to be a harmless formality, just a few signatures, and she’s free. But when she wakes up the next morning, she’s no longer a fake wife. She’s legally married to Adrian Blackwood, the ruthless billionaire CEO with a heart of ice and a glare that could freeze fire. Worse, he believes she’s nothing more than a conniving gold digger who trapped him into this marriage. Determined to end their arrangement as soon as possible, Adrian is cold, cruel, and utterly unshaken by Ella’s protests. He wants her gone. But there’s one problem—she refuses to be intimidated. Unlike everyone else in his life, she fights back, and to his shock, she actually wins their battles. The more they argue, the more their tension ignites. And the more Adrian tries to push her away, the more he finds himself drawn to her defiant spirit, her fire, her ability to see the man behind the icy mask. But when secrets come to light and enemies lurk in the shadows, their marriage of convenience becomes a battlefield of trust, passion, and betrayal. Will Adrian let down his walls and accept the one woman who dares to stand by his side? Or will Ella walk away before she loses her heart to a man who never planned to keep her? One mistake. One contract. One marriage neither of them saw coming.

Lilac has lived a life of suffering. From being forced to disguise himself as a girl to survive, to being labeled cursed after failing to awaken his heavenly gifts that everyone else could, he is shunned by all. To add salt to his wound, before he turns 18, his father vanishes, and his uncle seizes the throne that should've rightfully been Lilac's as the eldest son. Before Lilac could successfully flee, he is caught and traded to the monsters beyond the kingdom—beasts so feared that no one who sees them returns. But instead of death, Lilac is claimed by Sloan. Born cursed, Sloan is a prince of the Enwulves, an extinct hybrid wolf species. Even though he is a prince, he has lived life as an outcast due to his curse that causes him to forcibly transform every full moon, thus losing his humanity. His life has been mapped out for him, but when he finds Lilac—battered, freezing, and terrified—something shifts. For the first time, his rage stills. It was just a glimpse, a scent, a tiny whimper of fright. And that was it. Humans are meant to be slaves. Enwulves are forbidden from claiming them. Keeping Lilac means war. But Sloan has never followed rules, and Lilac has never belonged—until now. ~~~ | ~~~ “Are you afraid of me, little human?” Sloan husked out, cold lips grazing my bleeding fingers before his lips parted slightly to release hot breath over them. I trembled, rooted in the spot with fright and unable to breathe. Was this a trick question? Of course I’m afraid of him! Everyone is! Who wouldn’t be? Slaves are never supposed to be in his presence, except they suddenly desire a quick demise. Am I supposed to respond honestly or lie? When cold lips closed around my finger, I gasped in shock, a rush of fright and dread engulfing me. He was gonna bite off my finger right now, wasn’t he? Just because my stupid brain couldn’t come up with a response? The rumors said he was a heartless psychopath, but I didn’t think it was actually true! However, a hot tongue swiped over my fingertips and I sucked in a sharp breath, exhaling shakily while my chest expanded and my brain tried to figure out what was happening, and why my fingers weren't bitten off yet— or why I’m still breathing in his presence. Next, cold, long fingers wrapped around my wrist and my hand was being tugged upward, then a nose was digging into my pulse point, and I almost fainted when cold lips dragged over the sensitive skin there. The sound of a deep inhale filled up my ear next. “Fuck. You smell so good.” Oh heavens. This was worse than I thought. Instead of killing me, was he planning to… eat me… literally???! What the fuck? *** R18+! Cover not mine!

The End of the World + Reincarnation + Hoarding Supplies in Large Quantities + Laying Low + Infinite Space + Turning Black for Revenge and Not Being a Naive Goody-two-shoes The whole world has entered the Ice Age, and the apocalyptic era of ice and cold has arrived. 95% of the planet's human population has perished! In his previous life, Zhang Yi was killed by the very people he had helped because of his kindness. Reincarnated back to one month before the apocalypse of the ice age, Zhang Yi awakened his spatial ability and began to hoard supplies frantically! Short of supplies? He directly emptied the warehouse of a supermall worth tens of billions of yuan! Not comfortable with his living conditions? He built a super safe house comparable to an apocalyptic fortress! When the apocalypse came, others were freezing like dogs and would give up everything just for a bite to eat. However, Zhang Yi lived a more comfortable life than before the apocalypse. The Innocent-looking Woman: Zhang Yi, as long as you let me into your house, I promise to be your girlfriend. The Rich Second Generation: Zhang Yi, I'm willing to trade all my money for a meal at your place! The Beastly Neighbors: Zhang Yi, you should share your supplies with us. You shouldn't be so selfish! ... Looking at these people who had betrayed him in his previous life, Zhang Yi lay in the safe house, living a comfortable life like in a paradise. Zhang Yi: What does it matter to me whether you live or die? I'd rather feed my things to the dogs than give them to you! ...

[Warning: Mature Content R18+] The taste of forbidden love is the sweetest agony!! They were fucking right. I, Frery Kane was whipped and captivated by a Lycan Shifter from the Bay Shifter pack in Paradise Bay. Drawn to him like a moth to a flame, an irresistible pull I couldn’t deny. Alpha Tor Gale, a Lycan Shifter of unparalleled strength, only of his kind, his blood as intoxicating as ambrosia, his presence a temptation, I couldn’t escape. He made me crave more than I should or was allowed. In Paradise Bay, Vampires and Shifters are bound by ancient laws, their rivalry etched into the marrow of our existence. To meet him was to defy centuries of hatred; to love him was to risk everything. Each secret meeting was a dance with death, a betrayal of the Paradise Vampire Coven, and a rebellion against the laws that chained us. But Tor was my forbidden desire, my beautiful torment, and my greatest weakness. I knew the cost of this love, a love that could ignite war and destroy us both. But how could I resist the one thing that made my immortal heart beat once more? Excerpt from Alpha Tor's POV: “So you’ve been following me,” Tor’s deep growl echoed in the icy cavern. His golden eyes caught the flicker of torchlight. His breath misted in the freezing air, curling like smoke between them. “What gave me away?” I responded my voice as low, deep, and steady. Tor laughed a deep rumble that shook the cavern walls. “You reek of desperation. Do you think I didn’t notice your scent clinging to the trees? Are your footprints melting the frost? What is it, vampire? What do you want from me?” My jaw clenched and my gaze didn’t waver. “Your blood,” I taunted as my voice was laced with coldness to see if he could be threatened by my words. “Your kind is... intoxicating. Forbidden. I can’t stop myself.” I expected him to cover but he stepped forward and responded “If it’s my blood you want,” he murmured, his voice low and teasing, “then come closer and take what you need” The words struck me like lightning, and a fiery heat surged through my veins. My beast clawed at my control, drawn to him in a way that defied logic. His gaze held mine, and for the first time in my life, I didn’t know whether to run or to stay. ___________________________________________________________________________________________ In the end, they called me a betrayer. A traitor to the Paradise Vampire Coven. But how could I hold back when I had tasted something far sweeter than immortality? Alpha Tor was my forbidden fruit, the Lycan Shifter Alpha who defied everything I was taught to hate. But when I surged forward, ready to face anyone who dared stand between us, fate revealed the old prophecy hidden in Hanka Island. Alpha Tor wasn’t just my lover, he was my lifetime mate, our bond blessed by the ancient magic of Hanka Island itself. And our love was not meant to follow the rules, it was meant to break them.

[When Prejudice Collides with Fate: Whose Trap Is This Mismatched Marriage?] Qin Ran had always believed that a man still trapped in the arranged-marriage circus at thirty must be either emotionally stunted or physically defective. But the universe had a wicked sense of humor—because the man waiting at Table 11 was a walking contradiction. Lu Sheng was a paradox of elegance and danger. His charcoal suit sculpted a body built for both boardrooms and back-alley brawls. When his gaze locked onto hers, the sharp lines of his face seemed to carve shadows into the air, the room suddenly heavy with the scent of cedar and unspoken threats. “I’m sorry, I think I’ve mistaken the table—” “Sit.” His voice cracked like a whip, freezing her mid-retreat. The glint of his platinum watch mirrored her death grip on the handbag strap. “If we’re both puppets in this family farce… let’s at least make it mutually beneficial.” Three days later, the marriage certificate seared her palm like a brand. She’d told herself this was a calculated escape from her brother’s suffocating household—until their wedding night, when the fresh scar snaking across his ribs screamed of bullets, not business deals. And when Lu Sheng shrugged off his shirt, water sluicing down the defined ridges of his abdomen, his smirk was pure sin: “Clause Three of our contract, Mrs. Lu—no coveting Party A’s assets.” She backed him against the glass wall, her fingers skating over the corded muscle of his spine. “Mr. Lu… does that clause include your six-pack?” [High-Stakes Romance | Marriage of Convenience | Enemies-to-Forced-Allies] — A billionaire with a bulletproof reputation and a vault of secrets. — A razor-tongued medical intern with a talent for unearthing truths. As lies ignite and bullets fly, only one rule remains: In this game of hearts and gunpowder, the first to fall… loses everything.

Un joven doctor, jamás pensó, que, al hacer su juramento hipocrático, daría su vida para salvar a una pequeña niña, quien, al perseguir un globo, cruzo la calle sin darse cuenta de que un camión la iba a atropellar. En el momento, cuando su cuerpo salió volando por el impacto, es como si su mente se liberara y ya no sentía su cuerpo, todos sus recuerdos de vida pasaron en un instante, y con una sonrisa, no sintió arrepentimientos por morir. Como huérfano, paso su vida estudiando y trabajando para pagar sus estudios, logro graduarse como médico y tenía pensado estudiar una especialidad. Pero el destino no le daría la oportunidad, sin familia ni novia, no dejaba atrás nada más que un seguro de vida, que caería al orfanato que lo crio y que sabe que sería de gran ayuda. Pero cuando pensó que su mente se desvanecería para siempre, como ateo, su firmeza en no creer en dioses o nada paranormal, lo golpeo de la nada, diciéndole que estaba equivocado. O más bien, el golpe fue tan real y en sus nalgas, cuando quiso protestar, solo pudo emitir un llanto. Y se dio cuenta de que había renacido. Ahora, se enfrenta a esta nueva vida, y con una familia al fin. Puede sentir la alegría de vivir nuevamente. Y para su sorpresa, este es un mundo de magia y espadas. Un mundo de fantasía con estilo moderno. ¡Pero algo está mal con este mundo! Las mujeres gobiernan aquí y los pocos hombres son en realidad flores y tesoros que son buscados y perseguidos por mujeres. ¡Quienes los miman y cuidan como si de un hombre cuidase de una mujer! ¡Pero la sorpresa no termina aquí! ¡Sigue mi historia de como un hombre tengo que mostrar mi valía varonil y encontrar mi lugar en este mundo de mujeres! ------------------------------------------------------------------------- _______________________________________________________________________ Additional Tags - Male Protagonist, Harem, Love, Action, Romance, R18, Futa on Male, Beautiful Female Lead.

--- Ariana was rooted to the floor outside of Anthony’s door her heart raced in her chest, like something was preparing to break apart her ribs. She had not wanted to come to a halt, much less listen in on the conversation that was unfolding before her. But the sound of laughter that came from Rachel was not new to her ears which suddenly had her face the direction of the voice like a pupet. “…you’re so bad, Anthony,” Rachel whispered sexily. “I never lie to you,” Anthony countered sullenly then suddenly grew smarmy, “I’m only bad with you.” Reaching out Ariana braced her back against the wall and her mind whirled round with confusion. Glancing around the corner she stopped breathing as she saw them. Rachel resting on Anthony laps, having her hand resting on Anthony’s arm. He leered at her, and from even his bearing suggest that he wanted something more than friendship from her. “She has not realized it yet?” Rachel asked me in low tones as if Shareen was a hopeless case. Anthony chuckled. “He realized Ariana was smart, as well as trusting in his team. That’s her weakness.” Such words are a shock for Ariana as if someone slapped her. [His fists clenched.]His hands shook, and for a moment she considered; she felt that nausea could overcome herself. Trust. That was what she had delivered to them – what she considered they deserved. And now? Now they were laughing about it, about her . She wanted to rush into the room and meet them eye to eye, look them into the eyes and scold them for every single angry word that rises within her chest. But she didn’t move. Not yet. She held a strap of her bag so tightly her hands became gloved. Indeed, she retreated sensibly, her breathing becoming light. It was not so strange they did not notice her go ; of course they did not. Why would they, if they reckoned she did not know any better? And when she came to the door of the house, shutting herself out on the cold evening, when the wind caressed her cheek like a slate, then in her soul something leaped. The heartbreak was still there, but it was buried beneath a wave of something new,rage. But she paused and with her head held high she walked away leaving her legs give away from her. The frosty night’s darkness embraced her when she tripped outside, onto the campus and grass., but the freezing air was no match for the icy sensation in her chest. She began to ponder vigorously various questions, accusations and processes of retaliation in her mind. But she didn’t see the car. This blaring of the horn was too late. There was the pathetic squealing of brakes and a moment of unbearable agony that filled her from head to toe. The world staggered, and the last thing Ariana could make out before everything went black was the night sky above her. Everything went black. ---

Earth's civilization crumbled in an instant, leaving Mei struggling to survive amidst the ruins. An unseen blade cleaved a skyscraper in two, a white-haired man wielding a longsword appearing before her. Mei, face impassive, ate the last of her bread. With death looming, time seemed to freeze. 【Want to live?】

Ethan goes out of business and enters “Boundary City”, a supernatural city similar to his hometown but full of strangeness. He gradually discovers the city's abnormalities: The streets are filled with unnameable monsters (such as long, thin, black shadows and “rain frogs” in the freezing rain); His own home is an “Otherworld” (an anomalous space separate from reality), and a locked room in his house contains Seraphina, a sealed living doll; He has the ability to come back from the dead, his body strengthens after each death, and he is able to pass through “gates” to travel between different Otherworlds.

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What if the love you sacrificed everything for was doomed from the start? Born a Space Master, she can only fall in love once. The man she desires chooses another but still sacrifices his life to save hers. Unable to accept his death, the Space Master reverses time, determined to change his tragic fate. But each turn leads her to be reborn in a new place with no memories of the past. Fate keeps pulling her back to the same knight—only for the tragic ending to repeat. After hundreds of rebirths, exhaustion sets in, and she decides to give up on love, willing to live as a normal girl, incapable of feeling anything again. In her final life, she is reborn as Gwyneth, a bitter, disillusioned girl who doesn’t believe in love. She meets Clayton, a senior at the academy, a "good-for-nothing" with stunning cobalt-blue eyes, and though she falls for his beauty, his cowardice repulses her. But Gwyneth’s world shifts when she discovers that demon blood runs through her veins. And Clayton? He’s not the man he appears to be. Will she let her heart be moved once more? Or will she turn her back on love and embrace her destiny? Will she choose to become the Demon Monarch’s heir, conquering all realms, or remain the Space Master, risking everything to protect the world from the demon invasion? Blurp: “Senior Clay,” Gwen said, turning to him, “did you bring any money by chance?” Clayton gave her a deadpan look. “Do you think I had time to grab money when someone kidnapped me in broad daylight?” “For the last time,” she snapped, “I didn’t kidnap you. Why do I feel like you have a personal grudge against me?” “Well, perhaps it's because someone once used me as a betting tool? That was the first time I accepted a girl's confession, and she left before I even got her name.” Gwen flushed, caught off guard by his pointed remark. “Okay, I was wrong,” she admitted begrudgingly. “What do you want me to do to make it up to you?” “You don’t need to do anything,” he said, crossing his arms. “Because I don’t plan to forgive you.” Gwen’s eye twitched. Of all the people she’d met, none were as insufferable as this guy. Her fingers twitched, tempted to summon a fire spirit to scorch him or an ice spirit to freeze him solid. No, perhaps feeding him to a carnivorous plant spirit would be the most satisfying solution. Yet, even in her frustration, she couldn’t shake the strange feeling that she didn’t want him to hate her.

The world was fine—until it wasn’t. One day, the temperature plummeted, and a frost storm swept through the city. Those who suffered from frostbite… changed. Their veins turned icy blue, their eyes vacant, their humanity erased. The Frostborn were born. 'Ava' never thought her biggest concern would be survival. One moment, she was an ordinary high school girl, secretly crushing on 'Liam Carter'—the school’s football captain and top bachelor. The next, she was running for her life, the walls of her school turning into a frozen tomb. When the storm traps them inside, tensions rise. Romance ignites. And as the ice spreads, so do secrets. Liam has a past buried in the snow, and Ava soon learns that surviving the cold isn’t the only thing she has to fear. Because when the world freezes over, hearts burn the brightest. But will hers survive the frost?

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Sevi, a computer science student dedicated to fitness, is known among his friends as a "No Girlfriend Since Birth" (NGSB) kind of person. After a workout session, he heads home to unwind with a new game, Vengeance in Progress. Intrigued by its premise of a neglected prince seeking revenge, Sevi begins playing. Just as the game's tension peaks, his laptop glitches and freezes. "Ughh, not again!" Sevi groans, frustrated with his malfunctioning laptop. Suddenly, the screen emits a bright flash, revealing an otherworldly interface that prompts him to select a player. "Wha-- Before Sevi can react, another flash envelops the room. He finds himself in a luxurious medieval setting, dressed as a young duke with a plump figure, silver hair, and purple eyes. Staring at his new reflection in disbelief, he mutters, "No freaking way, I'm actually that fatso in the game." A screen flashes before him: [Once again, welcome to Vengeance in Progress v2, Young master Sevi.] [Capture the hearts of heroines and make meaningful experiences!] "Capture the what?" mass releases randomly

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"Raindrops fell over the two silhouettes remaining in the park. They leaned onto each other, providing a warm refuge that nullified the freezing water. The two girls allowed the tears of the sky to wash all their thoughts away, hands intertwined in the process. Love was the only console they had left." Adda has had an overall harsh and mediocre life, with controling parents and lack of meaningful friendships. However, pnce she meets Tania, her life starts changing uncontrolably, suffering a rollercoaster of emotions full of problems that will try to destroy her. Will she be able to find her way out of it? And what will become of their friendship?

I ran so fast— my boots digging into the snow. There was nothing to protect me from the cold. When I no longer heard his footsteps behind me, I risked a glance over my shoulder. Relief barely washed over me before I turned back, only to freeze in terror. He was standing right in front of me. He stalked towards me like a predator watching it’s prey. His eyes dark and cold. I swallowed hard, taking a slow step backward. “I think you are forgetting something, Freydis,” he murmured. “What?” “That a wolven, a beast like me, can’t be killed by a single stab,” he said. “If you wanted to kill me you should have aimed for the heart.” In an instant, he was not standing in front of me. He’d moved so fast that it left me breathless. I felt his fingers trail across my soft skin. I swallowed hard, my mind screaming for me to run. Just before I could do anything, he struck, his sharp fangs pierce into my skin.

In a world where jujutsu sorcerers battle dangerous curses using cursed energy, Aeon Realmheart stands out. He’s the heir to the Realmheart clan, a family of skilled sorcerers with a long history. But unlike other sorcerers, Aeon has the ability to manipulate time—he can freeze it, slow it down, and even change its flow. This power makes him both incredibly strong and incredibly mysterious. Even Aeon doesn’t fully understand why he has such abilities. His powers are tied to a secret that stretches back to the legendary sorcerer Gojo Satoru, whose disappearance shook the jujutsu world. Though Aeon is strong, he doesn’t care about fame or power. He’s more interested in figuring out who he is and why he has these abilities. As he faces dangerous curses and uncovers hidden truths about his past, Aeon begins to realize that his powers may be the key to saving—or destroying—the world. “Chrono Kaisen” follows Aeon’s journey as he battles curses, discovers his true purpose, and learns what it really means to hold the power over time. The world is changing, and Aeon’s story is just beginning.

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Fire burned within Solara Vaelstra—not just metaphorically, but quite literally. As a descendant of the fire spirit, her veins carried the untamed force of flames, yet she had no idea how to harness or control it. When anger overtook her, heat surged through her body, igniting every corner of her being. She could feel the embers simmering beneath her skin, waiting to explode. Her emotions were a wildfire—passionate, unpredictable, and destructive. Yasmine, her closest friend, often acted as the voice of reason, a calming breeze against Solara’s raging inferno. But some fires were not so easily extinguished. Then, he appeared—Glacius Sylvaine, a boy with a presence as cold as the tundra. Solara had been warned about him. He was rumored to control the element of ice, a direct counter to her own fiery nature. And yet, something about him drew her in, like a flame lured by the promise of the freezing wind. Fire against Ice. Wrath against Reason. Chaos against Order Solara Vaelstra meets Glacius Sylvaine. But would she melt the ice in his heart, or would one mistake douse her flames forever? Some say fire and ice cannot coexist. Others say they are destined to clash. Which will it be? Find out in The Love of Elementals. ---

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«Don't ask anything. Don't approach me. You'll get hurt... » I warn him as I'm standing in the middle of the room as he's freezing at the door. Confused, scared, I could hear his deep breaths. I'm shaking and have to do something before he gets hurt. Being born for a tough fate and an inevitable destiny has been the reason of my loneliness, depression and anxiety. He's obsessed with me and he can easily hurt anyone who's approaching. I'm tortured by his presence and he's not any creature... He's from them.. He's Vaelzorrath.

As a human, I should be miles away from any large shifter event. Especially the annual Mate Hunt. A hunt for mates. Doesn't that sound barbaric? Yeah, it's as bad as it sounds. Several packs in the area gather as their newly minted adult wolves shift. Females are let into the woods first and are given an hour's head start, just before sundown. Then it's time for the males, ostensibly thrown out to hunt down the scent of their fated (or chosen) mates. It isn't an event for the faint of heart, and it's definitely no place for someone who can't shift. So why the fuck am I here, running my little human heart out, chased by what sounds like an entire pack of wolves? Great question. I don't know, either. But I'm here. Surrounded by howls fueled by the thrill of the hunt. Feet bleeding. Lungs freezing. I am so fucked. ---- R18. Dark themes, including but not limited to: Murder, attempted murder, a stack of dead bodies, betrayal, mild sociopathy, an ML who appears to bathe in red flags despite his favorite color being green, an unwarranted hatred of blueberry muffins, and pillow thievery.

At 16, Kael discovers he holds a rare and enigmatic power: the ability to manipulate time. But his gift is far from ordinary—it grows stronger with every passing moment, unlocking new dimensions of temporal control. As Kael learns to harness his abilities, he realizes he can mimic other forms of magic by bending time itself—freezing flames to mimic ice magic, accelerating particles to create lightning, or rewinding injuries to mimic healing. However, his power comes at a cost. Every use of his abilities alters the fabric of reality, drawing the attention of ancient forces and rival factions who seek to control or destroy him. With time itself as his weapon, Kael must navigate a world of intrigue, betrayal, and danger, where every decision ripples across the ages. Will Kael master his growing power and rise as the Eon sovereign, or will the weight of time crush him before he can fulfill his destiny?

Earth, a once-thriving planet, now faces rampant inflation and overpopulation, teetering on the edge of crisis. Many have fled to other planets, escaping the consequences of their actions. Those left behind suffer the brunt of the struggle, facing starvation and poverty. However, the doctors and engineers who once cared for the people have forsaken them, using their knowledge to seize control and join the more affluent on other planets. The doctors there, to seize control over the populace and join the elevated populace , spreaded a diseases. A disease which is contagious at the first stage but gradually turns into a hereditary disease . It's a pandemic from which the leftovers can never escape . The scientists, before abandoning the population and joining the elite on other planets, realized a looming disaster, a potentially catastrophic event that could wipe out the remaining people within two to three years. They discovered that the ancient scientist's warning about the earth's cosmic position held true. Due to its unfavorable cosmic location, the Earth was fated to be destroyed, slamming into the planets of a neighboring solar system sometime in the future. Before leaving Earth, the scientists harnessed the planet's energy and the power of the sun's star with their advanced technology. This energy, derived from celestial bodies in the night sky, was used to modify their position, freezing them indefinitely in place. The sky, devoid of its former brilliance, now remains dim, the dazzling spectacle of the night sky replaced by a blank canvas. However, the control system for these interventions was left on Earth . Victor is a tragic figure, struck by a dangerous illness and also a sky enthusiast who gazes at the heavens with awe. Despite his anticipated premature demise, his thoughts turn to the seemingly impossible, yearning to reunite with friends now living as inhabitants of other planets.

Silent Cries follows Ren Ito, a quiet and introverted high school student who struggles with severe social anxiety. Despite wanting to connect with people, he freezes whenever he tries to speak, leaving him isolated and misunderstood. One day, Aoi Mizushima, a friendly and talkative classmate, begins sitting with him and talking to him every day, even though he never responds. Ren slowly falls in love with Aoi, but when he realizes she has feelings for someone else, his loneliness and unspoken emotions spiral into depression. As his inner suffering deepens and goes unnoticed, Ren’s life takes a tragic turn.

When cynical office worker Aizen is reborn as a nameless mob character in Arcana Regalia: Gentlemen’s Passion, a magical otome game notorious for its ruthless villainess, he expects a short, miserable life polishing silverware. But after accidentally becoming the childhood confidant (and target of obsessive affection) of Stephanie Redwyne—the game’s ice-cold antagonist destined for exile—Aizen’s “mob” existence goes up in flames. Years later, framed as dead and exiled to a monster-infested jungle, Aizen reinvents himself as “Phoenix,” a flamboyant adventurer with a face-stealing mask, a sentient fire spirit, and a grudge. Meanwhile, Stephanie, now a brooding academy prodigy, is hellbent on freezing the world solid to avenge her lost servant… unaware he’s the same smug B-rank hero burning down bandit camps (and noble expectations) one quest at a time. Will Aizen survive his fiery double life? Can Stephanie thaw her icy heart before her yandere tendencies ignite a war? And why does the king keep offering Phoenix statues? Dive into a witty, magical romp where dating sim tropes crash into explosive fantasy chaos, and the underdog isn’t just rising—he’s arson.

I dropped it cause it was rejected lmao [Genesis System rebooting after 76 years of inactivity.] [Administrator Slot: Vacant.] [New Administrator Confirmed:—] The screen flickers. For a moment, the letters distort—glitching between gold and blood-red. A name appears. [Administrator Confirmed:—Elias Vaughn.] A sharp ringing fills my ears. The name means nothing to me, but the system hesitates. The text wavers, blurring, like it’s… realizing its mistake. Then, the letters dissolve. [Administrator Identity Error.] [Correcting…] [New Administrator Confirmed: Christian Arkwright.] A cold shiver crawls down my spine. I open my eyes, and the world isn’t mine. My breath catches—too soft, too light. My limbs ache, but they feel… small? My fingers curl. Slender. Pale. Delicate. This isn’t my body. The floating screen pulses again, words forming in golden light. [Primary Abilities Bestowed:] Creation Magic Spatial Manipulation Magic? My mind stutters, but before I can process it, another notification flashes. [Warning: You are a Deviant.] [Deviants are to be executed by royal decree.] [Status: In Hiding.] I freeze. No second chances. No learning curve. The moment someone discovers my power, I die. Then, the screen flickers again—this time, the text warps on its own. The golden glow dims, and a final message, faint and fragmented, pushes through. [If you are reading this… you are the last.] My pulse pounds in my ears. A soft static hums in the air. [The world has forgotten me, but you must not forget what I left behind.] [Survive. Learn. And when the time comes… create hope again.] Then—so quiet it’s almost lost in the noise—comes a whisper. “Welcome back, Elias.” A pause. A hesitation. The system flicks as if to correct itself. “…Welcome back, Christian.”