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Meet Hana, a not-so young clumsy housewife, who got lost in a different world when she stepped out for a short grocery shopping session. How can this aunty survive without skills or even a 'golden finger'? What actually can a housewife do besides cooking and cleaning? There's nobody around at all, so she can't even scheme. Is she destined to die in a foreign place full of trees as a side character? Or will she step up and find her own 'edge' in order to survive? Follow her colorful (cooking?) journey and her struggles to carve up a humble abode (sojourn) which she could call her own while awaiting for the beloved of her life to rescue her from her nightmarish predicament. Will her beloved even be able to rescue her? Will she obtain benefits and unimaginable wonders as she struggles day to day to survive? Will she one day obtain super powers as a transmigrator should? Let us wait and see while rooting for this bumbling yet lovable housewife ASTHW map: https://www.patreon.com/posts/asthw-asthw-map-23601459 Chapter update schedule: 1 chapter/2 weeks, on Mondays, 0900 GMT+8 (2nd and 4th week of each month) Note from Authors: Hi, Mr and Mrs Mooncat here. Our work is quite different with distinct local flavors as it is based on our ancestral home in a small Asian country, Malaysia (although currently, we're residing on the moon). Hence, expect a lot of footnotes, local food, places, and slangs within ;) Subscribers can access: 1. Advanced chapters 2. Images from locked chapters (start from Jan 2024) 3. Auxiliary support post explaining about the chapters in more detail 4. Sporadic locked side stories If you like our work, do write a review, rate, comment, and like for us! Enjoy! :) Follow us in Scribblehub to get first-hand news! Mr and Mrs Mooncat Azlan Shah and Nadia Ong mrandmrsmooncat@gmail.com Instagram: mrs.mooncat

( An LGBT+ novel) Ending your life isn't the right decision. Moulin didn't believe this saying until he did it. Moulin, a depressed shut-in digital writer, transmigrates into the frail body of a spoiled young master. Unknown to him, he was swallowed by the fear of death. This time, he intends to start a new beginning and relive his life carefully. Waking within the frigid confines of a cave of ice. Nightly whispers of guidance and so much more. The power of unknown origin... An unusual world where special people possess elemental powers and thriving magical beasts, A cute meng selling snow-white fox, A crowd of overprotective people, and a powerful yet impressively annoying person...a stressful Moulin massaged his forehead. This couldn't possibly get any worse... Moumou: My body doesn't feel right...( secretly inspects lower body) Moumou: ...@$%#!!!! An Evil Lion: My love, our bed has gone cold... Moumou: (#ง'̀-'́)ง... Warning this novel includes the following: 1. Smut 2. Gore 3. Inappropriate language Publish dates: Monday, Wednesday, and Friday (Sporadic if I get busy ╥﹏╥) || I M P O R T A N T N O T I C E! || This novel is inspired by several BL novels• If you do not like reading LGBTQ+ novels please avoid reading this• This author is trying her best!• Enjoy! The cover is originally is drawn by yours truly º^º *hehe want a commission?*

Hua had gotten into an accident at the age of 15 years old. He woke up to a blank space with a system that spoke straight in his mind. He was tasked to travel multiple worlds and was able to save up enough points to return to his original world. After initiating the transfer, an error popped up mid-travel and a part of his memory was missing. He remembered everything he had experienced and learned clearly and vividly. Nothing but one thing. He had forgot his soulmate which he had lived and married for so many lives. "Why do I keep feel like I forgot something very important?" A wild husband appeared, shouting at him in disbelief. "Me! ME! You forgot your soulmate that you spent of many lives with, I, YOUR HUSBAND! ME!" "Oh." "Did you recall anything?" "...No. HEY, where are you taking me?!" Hua was swooped up in his husband's arms and carried off. "Home. You need a good spanking with my love wand. Maybe it'll help you remember something." The other spoke in a very clear and calm tone. Hua felt himself turn rigid in response, a bit of excitement, a little bit of dread, and the feeling of deja vu. And so he was dragged back to their love nest. * * * Advised, no one 17 and under! Sporadic release. My priority as of now is working on: 1. RPBJ and 2. TTFN This novel is last. Thank you for taking time to read my novels! Muah~ xoxo

Standing beneath a golden moon, oh how does it let you see, how worthless you are. What does it take to break a man, to destroy them inside and out? What is the snapping point, where do you draw the line? What do you do when you have a goal so ambitious that you throw away your humanity to achieve it? These are the questions that will be answered with time, for you see, time will tell, as it always does. --- Authors note : The synopsis was a little vague so I will explain what you can expect to find if you decide to read my novel. I dislike romance and love stories, so expect none of that. I also dislike buddy buddy characters, so sadly no sidekick. Just for the record, I am aiming to create a REAL villain, none of that stuff where the villain actually turns out to be nice. There will be gore, notions of violence, trauma, and tragedy. I want a story that will make you feel, I want a dark story. Hopefully, I can provide that to you. Also, I cannot promise a consistent schedule of chapters, my schedule is very sporadic and often wack, so sorry if you wait days or weeks for one chapter. I can at least promise one a week, hopefully. **READ AT YOUR OWN RISK**

With every move of her hands and every batting of her lashes, Selene was able to captivate the world with her delicate beauty. She was the "Queen of Showbiz," the beloved of the Castillo family, unlike Keira, the ugly duckling of the family. It didn't matter the context or truth behind the issue, Keira was to be blamed by everyone. "Selene can do no wrong! How can such a delicate, fragile thing think ill of someone? It must be Keira who is making up lies!" "How dare you cause your sister to become sick! Receive your punishment!" Such words were a norm for Keira. The place she called home was Hell's Gate, and the people she called family were poisonous demons. Her life was filled with blame and abuse hurled by her sister's supporters. She was schemed against, attacked, and ruined to the point of no return. The last nine months of her life were the worst. Her insomnia had developed into Sporadic Fatal Insomnia, causing her to lose weight as she suffered consistent sleepless nights. At the age of 23, Keira Castillo passed away alone in her dingy apartment. Her final moments were filled with dread as she begged and prayed to whichever god was listening. "If only I had one more chance..." To her delight, she had regressed to when she was 18. 'The man you love? I'm taking him. The title 'Queen of Showbiz'? That's also mine. Everything you gained from stepping all over me, I will take. My dear Selene, I will play you in the palms of my hands and live my life the way I was supposed to.'

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transmigrated into the body of a recently of age Prince what will our MC do with these new loyalties and how will our mc manage a country in a fantasy world especially in a world where war, dragons, demon lords and horrifying eldrich horrors are right around the corner. *** first three chapters are basically set up, I don't care that much about update rate or success I am doing this for myself not others that being said I don't mind nice comments or power stones. don't be an entitled reader I welcome suggestions and grammar/spelling spotter but don't harp on about update rate or narrative choices I make. There is romance but it is VERY slow and mostly to add something that this kind of book needs it can almost completely be ignored until the later chapters when it become more prevalent. Not a harem. I don't plan to even apply for a contract until at least chapter 200 I would also make my premium chapters at minimum start at 100. There are two reasons I would do this firstly I hate it when premium chapters start at like chapter 20. Second I'm not doing this for money so unless I've written a lot and refined it I would never be willing to go premium. AN/ I haven't put the book on hold I'm just bust with university I'll be updating rather sporadically but trust it will come (I'm also in the process of editing and fixing things so be kind). Also yes I take rather heavy inspiration from other sources but so does like any fantasy book after Tolkien.

I'M BACK! Fang Muiren survive the apocalypse for 16 years and was planning to survive for more years, but for some reason he felt like living for 16 years is quite enough for a man like him. He could become a legend at this point for surviving that long while being blind. August 08, 2041 — on the way to 'pharmacy', Fang Muiren, one of the original members of Sursist Caravan, fought an entire horde alone, making his whole team escape and do their task, then die at the hand of the abhorrent. November 22, 2023 — a year before the apocalypse began and 15th month of pandemic. Fang Muiren woke up in a soft and scratchy object. He could vaguely guess it as a 'bed'. He place his hand at the bed and close his mind, thinking to scan the whole place. Did they save him? Did Emilito or Cassidy go back for him? Are they crazy? However, instead of shapes taking place and showing him where he is, all he could see is pitch black. His ability is not working. Instead of panicking, he started to feel the object and place he's in. He frowned. Indeed he's in a bed. There's a braille stitched to the upper side corner near a wooden object, it reads; Blue Comforter — Bed. Stupefied, he clumsily stood up and began to feel up everything. 'chair', 'window', 'pot', 'night table', 'lamp'... There's braille almost everywhere, as if this place was designed with his condition in his mind. Walking a little bit more, bumping things along the way, he reached something. "Closet...polo...tank..." God. What's happening? He knows where he is. He's in his room in their apartment. But, its impossible! the building was destroyed and turn to ash after an Abhorrent put it to fire. Is he in heaven? hell? "illusion?...no..." Fang Muiren, a man who rather face the cruel reality than fleet in a false dream world, for the First time wished that everything he's thinking is real. That this is reality, that he went back on time...not imagining or relieving his whole life. "Please be real...." • | • | Author: please come in, take a tour in this little world i am trying to create! *whisper: I hope i won't drop or delete this impulsively.* Author: enjoy! and pardon me for mistakes.... Release: Sporadic, but i hope will be continuous when school's over. COVER NOT MINE, CTTO

Follow Jordan Wilkens as he follows the trail of dreams bestowed upon him in the dark hours of the night. Update Schedule: Sporadic/ Random Original Novel https://nafarioustranquility.blogspot.com/ All Rights Reserved

Zaraya Canwell is a warrior that uses a rather unique fighting style. Those who attempt to do battle with her will not find themselves facing off against a weapon, but rather, the tall, curvaceous woman’s huge backside. Using her rear to her advantage, Zaraya combats her foes by sitting on their faces, where she squashes and smothers them into submission while her lustful, dominating side emerges with their face submerged in her big butt. Set in a fantasy RPG world, classes from all walks of life set upon the unassuming village of Unkergotten, where those who intrude or threaten the safety of the townsfolk will face the wrath of Zaraya- and her booty. This story will be updated sporadically, I’m just doing it for fun and letting my background of erotic literature bleed in.

Xue Mo was the strongest human in his world, yet the shackles that held him back to his past still left him unfulfilled. To break free, he was willing to sacrifice everything. And he did. After creating a new race for the sole purpose of attaining power, will it be enough to achieve his wishes? How powerful is this race? With unlimited possibilities that his new race offers, Xue Mo, will once again step into a new life and a new existence, combined with his previous life experience, will he pave a new Dao or consolidate it with his old one? Note: New Author, Sporadic Updates Singular Love Interest Power Couple Dark Themes For those who saw the R-18 and thought there is sex or smut there isn’t it’s for the gore and torture. Disclaimer this is for the maker of the cover if you want me to remove it contact me by typing in a review (Modified by _Daulla, TrueDawn, Lasagna_God, Mayeda_iffath) (Unlimited link to the discord server don’t look at the one that is used in the authors note or elsewhere they were limited) https://discord.gg/Dcu2MMG

Current status: on hiatus, currently writing further chapters to publish. The world has barely recovered from the disaster of the volcanoes, even after a century. To an average citizen, Sans Nom Mountain City is a relatively peaceful place, even with the annual gang fights. But deep below the surface, trouble is stirring, and it may not be long before the entire country is thrown into war. Well, that's grim dramaticness I suppose. Kinda funny, but I'm writing a story full of the two things I hate most, war and politics. Anyway, two things. One, I hope you enjoy the story. Two, I'm sorry about how sporadic the updates will be. While pieces of the early "chapters" were already written, most isn't. The original writing never made it to the end of the first chapter, much less to the end of the book. I'm also really bad with names and titles, so please bear with me on this. I didn't like the pink cover the system automatically gives, so I decided to make a temporary cover from one of my drawings. You can find the original one my DeviantArt account: NarwhalSyrena

Arcanus Aquila, Grand Magus of the Everlasting Empire, was betrayed. In a moment of weakness, the ones he trusted most used what he had taught them against him. Unable to truly kill the ‘Devourer Of Gods’, his disciples destroyed his body and imprisoned his soul, intending to keep him confined for eternity. Almost 700 years later, a plot as old as the betrayal itself unfolds and the Grand Magus once again walks the planes of Elyria. As he awakens in an unfamiliar body, Arcanus has to find his place in a world that is both familiar and very different from what he once knew. He must adapt to his new surroundings and reclaim his lost power, while facing threats new and old, from the machinations of scheming nobles and his curious new relatives to monstrous hordes and deadly dungeons. Arcanus must get strong fast, as he is not the only one who has returned from the past. The shadows of the Everlasting Empire are stirring, and ancient horrors are once again looming over the world of Elyria. Additional Information: This webseries contains profanity, graphic violence, and explicit content, the latter will occur sporadically. It is not the main focus of the story. I plan to update the story roughly every 2 days, aiming for at least 3 chapters per week. Also available on RoyalRoad under the pen name Adadadan_

Synopsis: Gou Liang was originally a small office worker of the Space-Time Administration Bureau but because of a weird questionnaire, he was sent to multiple worlds in order to complete a mysterious and arduous mission — to use the correct posture to awaken lord god. Traveling through space and time, he experienced world after worlds of lives before realizing something. It turned out, the gentle and sentimental lord god had been alone by himself, guarding the long and endless period of time that he had forgotten… this book is a quick transmigration novel, this is the story of a foodie go-getter and a dimple-loving lord god. A strawberry flavored scholar youth, a lemon flavored cold and aloof film emperor, a snow pear flavored black belly… however, the edible target became the person whom he shared the rest of his life with. Gou Liang’s life underwent sky toppling and earth turning changes. The you in the next world as well, what flavor would you be? 16 worlds in total: School Campus: Strawberry Flavored Scholar Gong Entertainment circle: Lemon Flavored Film Emperor Gong Ancient Time: Honey Tangerine Flavored Shadow Guard Gong WuXia: Papaya Flavored Senior Brother Gong Beastmen: Pineapple flavored Beastmen Gong Ghost Spirits: Snow Pear Flavored Dead Gong Ancient Time: Grape Flavored Regent Gong Apocalypse: Banana Flavored Boss Gong Interstellar: Pomegranate Flavored Sentinel Gong Modern: Citrus Flavored Aristocrat Gong Mecha: Sweet Jujube flavored Lunar New Year Gong Ancient Time: Durian Flavored Battle God Gong Magic: Watermelon Flavored Blackened Gong Cultivation: Cherry Flavored Disciple Gong Fantasy: Blueberry Flavored Demon King Gong Celestial World: Bayberry flavored Senior Immortal Gong Not my novel ! Not my translation ! Translators: KunLin, TaoTao, SilverRain, Bluemoon. Editors: Amaris, Grump, Mimishijie, Rubhyl, Vez, Blarghette Release Schedule: Sporadic Source : Chrysanthemum garden It's not gonna be completed as the translator have stopped translating this !!

Brian, stuck in a loveless marriage with his military-obsessed husband William, is at his wit's end. William, who bolted for the barracks the day after their wedding, has been MIA for three years, leaving Brian hanging on tenterhooks with only sporadic, nerve-wracking updates about his safety. But Brian's got a plan. He slaps down a divorce agreement, not out of spite, but as a crafty strategy to reel William back in. It's a high-stakes gamble, a desperate bid to make William realize he can't just leave their home in the rearview mirror. Amidst the chaos, their love for each other is the only constant, a beacon in the storm. Will Brian's bold move pay off? Can their love survive the trials and tribulations thrown their way? Only time will tell.

As the Goddess of Destiny peered into the pool she stumbled across a certain man. Zephrin, a man who has suffered in all lifetimes no matter what he did. She watched his life end once again and thought to herself, "He has had a horrible life as usual, this time maybe I should intervene." And so she reached for his soul and added a few modifications to attempt to give him a better life. Then placed him back into the pool to start his next life. "I pray you have a better life this time Zephrin, I wish I could do more for you." One day she may regret her decision to help this man, for sometimes there is a reason behind suffering. This is the story of a cursed man, and how he strives to get his revenge on those who wronged him. Follow him as he grows. Will his life end in tragedy once more or will he destroy all those who oppose him. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Disclaimer: This story will be a hobby so expect sporadic updates. This is also the first story I've ever written so please don't expect too much. May add r18 later but don't count on it being good. Lastly I intend to make it a really dark story so read at your own discretion. *The characters and events are a work of fiction, any similarity to real people or events is purely coincidental and modified for my own use. *Cover image found on google, if you own this image and would like me to change it post a review or comment and I will change it.

Darius Robinson was just your typical college drop out who couldn't find a stable job. He's going to be 28 years old this year. Or at least he was going to be.. However, things change, and time is fluid. When and where is Darius going to end up? I'll try my best to upload chapters when I can but sometimes I have days where I don't have an idea. Sometimes I might release two chapters in the same day; and sometimes I might not release a chapter for a day or two. If you can deal with my sporadic chapter release schedule then please enjoy the story. P/S: So, I decided to go with a readers request and rewrite the story from the beginning. However, I am keeping chapter 1 with some modifications. So, in other words my pervy wish fulfilling chapters aren't going to exist anymore. Thanks for reading. I will bust out chapters as soon as I can and if people actually want to read them. Love ya guys, Ellendria P.S. Cover art was done by PoppyQueen.

Creole For The Soul My father became sick with an autoimmune condition last April, 2020 in the first wave of the pandemic hitting our Black community in the MidWest. As the ambulance drivers took him away, little did I know that would be the last time I would see him as his Caregiver/daughter for over a month. Later that afternoon in calling the hospital I found I was refused visitation. Everyone was refused visitation due to raging Covid-19 hospitalizations in our community. I was stunned. Me, a retired medical social worker has always been at my father's side for the last 15 years. Image-2.jpg As time went on, I didn't hear from a doctor for 12 days, nurse contact was sporadic. I heard from a nurse that my father had contracted Covid-19 at the hospital 3 days after he went in. I badgered, cajoled the hospital social worker to see him to no avail. My father was too weak to handle a phone, but I did have 1 conversation after 15 days. He was despondent worried about me and why I wasn't there. I had to tell him about the hospital's no visitation policy. No one had told him! He was relieved I was okay. All I could do was cry. Dad got placed in a nursing home briefly that had a Covid-19 unit to help with patients who were too weak to go home. (No visitation of course). Then back to the hospital again to go into hospice. I got a call after a week in hospice that they were planning to move my father back to the nursing home because he hadn't died. The nurse persuaded me to come in as visitation was available because the unit had extra PPE's for family to wear. My boyfriend and I grabbed the chance. We spent 1 1/2 hour with Dad, talking, saying prayers. My father upon hearing my boyfriend's voice, in a slightly morphine drugged stupor looked at me then him, and spoke for the first time in 2 weeks. It was garbled, but it seemed important to him. After about a minute, my father relaxed and slept. He died the next day. The city lost his body for 3 torturous weeks later. I thought I would lose my mind. Thankfully my boyfriend and friends kept me from being a stark raving lunatic then. Once I got his body identified and cremated (funeral homes were Leary if Covid 19 victims and way overcrowded then) I relaxed. The owner of the city facility noticed my French last name - being Creole. He was from Louisiana and missed good gumbo recipes. I offered to text him a couple of family recipes. Delighted, he put 3 people to work to find Dad's body. It worked! I think my father, a master gumbo maker, who have chuckled over the Where's Waldo search for his body - and that gumbo recipes got him found! I miss his dry, sardonic humor and smile. The guilt over not bring able to visit him during his hospitalization haunts me a year later. My art got me through all of this - drawing everyday my feelings of loss that I could not express to my father. Author and writer name :- priyanshu Chicago Priyanshu

Human experimentation, the most taboo of all Sciences. Due to the possibility of the potential harm it could create, it has been banned for centuries. But a true scientist, ones who thirst for knowledge and results beyond everything and anything, never cares for such trivial matters as 'rules'. And hence, a man creates Artificial Immortality. Digitizing and Arching himself onto the data network, his goal had been to slowly take over the entire world's net from the shadows. But alas, this was not a perfected procedure and mistakes were bound to happen. A single error was all it took... Dropped in a 'game world' where monstrous warriors and magi who can blow apart mountains, Deus (Dr. Jack Bloom) will have to strive to figure out where he is exactly and how to escape. But is it really a game world? --- Release rate: Sporadic but hopefully 10+ a week. Release times: Also sporadic but likely in the evening PST

From one hell onto another, Verhund One finds himself mysteriously traveling from world to world with only one sentence serving as a clue to his situation: "Cause chaos, make mayhem!" Ignoring the obvious advice, Verhund moves to bring bedlam to both the peaceful and warring; the good, the evil, and everything in between. Join this Crazy Dog as he constantly follows the fool's footsteps that lead to death as a pastime. P.S.: No sense, no fear, no hesitation, only the ever moving tide of turmoil lurks behind this disaster. Author's P.S.: Not invested enough for a schedule, a good probability of sporadic releases and may drop eventually. Have fun while it lasts!

When John has a lethal encounter with ship-kun during a fishing trip, he is transmigrated into the body of a dirty teenager. Clueless in a foreign world, he is soon chased by an angry gang of delinquents lead by the local bully. Running for his life, he steals a barrel and floats away down the river while giving them the finger. “Ding! Congratulations host for achieving the hidden requirement ‘steal a ship and start your voyage’. You have unlocked the piracy system!!!” Thus begins the tale of greatest pirate to sail the seas. —————————- Author here, as a Webnovel enthusiast I’ve read my fair share of system and transmigration novels. Noticing that most pirate related stories on this platform were fanfics of a certain rubber captain’s story, I thought I’d go in a different direction. The world of pirates/merchants/ships and sailing has so much riches to dig up. So I hope you’ll enjoy this. Unfortunately, I’m still studying full time and working on another novel so this one will only be updated sporadically when I’m inspired or in the mood.

!!!WARNING!!! Read this carefully! 1. This is an adult novel; there will be sex scenes, gore, violence, etc. 2. This is the different kind of "dark"; this isn't doom-and-gloom and/or goth dark. 3. I am a novice writer. 4. This is almost a parody of a certain work not for kids. 5. Zombies are the minorities in the plot, but WILL be important later on...I think. 6. I am a really novice writer, go easy on me. 7. There will be rape, so if that isn't your cup of tea, don't read it then bash me for it. I said it was "dark". 8. There is Netorare. By simple definition, it's someone stealing (usually) the MC's loved ones or important people, usually through violence, rape, and/or blackmail...or a combination. It's not everyone's thing, like pineapple pizza. 9. English isn't my main language, you can take a guess what it is. 10. The MC is a useless femboy/trap because it humors me and deep down inside, I guess it's a fetish I'm fine with. 11. This isn't 100% fap material, there will be plot(?); plot is up for debate and based on my whim. 12. Picking names is not my forte, along with many things like writing a novel/story. 13. I hope there isn't a novel already up on this website, or I'll be devastated. 14. I poke fun of many things like current events, sorry not sorry? 15. Synopsis is a bit short, Chapter 1 will forge the background story to a certain extent. Sorry. 16. Updates WILL be sporadic, that is the only thing I can promise...beside being a bad writer. 17. ALL characters involved in sex scenes are at least 18, so there will be no pedophilia. But age will not be stated, use your imagination, pervs. 18. Novel's name is poorly chosen, I do suck with names. 19. Enjoy, you sickos. ~~Super Short Synopsis~~ [Insert dumb reason for zombie apocalypse] Zombies are now horny undeads, people suck, people don't suck, etc. MC is useless, [Insert NTR action] [Somehow insert actual plot that isn't entirely sex]

After being killed in her sleep by her younger brother, the genius musician Yao Xiulan bound herself to a Sacrifice System. Every unfortunate fate that her target is meant to experience must become hers. She must suffer through many worlds in order to receive the chance to have her wish granted and, in order to live a decent life for once, she'll force her way through each and every terrible task with the help of her system and anyone else that takes pity on her in the worlds she passes through. The male lead in every world is the same person. Expect a tragic ending in pretty much every arc, that's the basic premise after all. Sporadic updates.

[Master's soul is split due to this mortal and now I have to count on him to retrieve all of master's soul fragments. I can't believe this...] A certain mortal: "What do you mean! What's wrong with me huh!" A certain 'master': "Nothing my love, you're perfect~" A few things you need to know... 1. This is 1v1 (sry, no threesome or more) 2. Always abused gong (ML) and proactive caring shou (MC) 3. Both main characters are perverts (so it might be a bit fast paced for some of ya all...) 4. Jennybp14 is my co-author, she deserves her credits. 5. Will (most likely) NOT do Historical or Cultivation arcs (I'm bad at those, but u will see other unique themes). Updates: sporadic Support Me?: ko-fi.com/immoralshan *credits for picture: @Gaebok_Jing (Twitter) *edited by yours truly: ME

Sporadic Suggestive Situations i am currently in the process of rewriting this story. Adding details and fixing inconsistencies. i will completely delete this story when i am ready and repost each chapter. thanks for reading so far.

Erika was a gourmet chef... at least on Earth. Until she tragically died at 25. No not Truck-kun, but a murderer whom she offended by not cooking sushi for. Warning: updates will be sporadic and random this is for leisure, and I won’t check comments

I often have flashes of inspiration that form poetry. So no consistent updates,just sporadic bits of fun

Normally, a farmer would just be a regular person that would farm crops, sell them and be a normal upstanding citizen(read as: follow rules). They would also occasionally join a local militia or army to help clear out some trouble or protecting their homeland. Farmers are the life blood of a nation, without them, stable food sources would be hard to procure. Too bad we almost never see their everyday lives, as they may be considered too boring with all the wait time. Too bad indeed.... .......Well, if you haven’t guessed it now, this is a story about a ‘regular’ farmer, though with a small caveat. He’s a walking, talking corpse, as in most of his body is biologically dead, but some kind of magic is still maintaining the cells somehow, so they keep rotting, but still divide. That’s it, he’s just a normal farmer.( I know some of you all are thinking he has some other kind of OP superpower, or is amazingly skilled at something, or if not, then he’s going to get OP later on. I just know it.) This is his story of how he lives his life as a farmer. ————————————————————— Well, this is my first novel ever, so there’s that. There’s also the fact that I do not have any plot for this thing, besides just having fun and coming up with cool( random) ideas and seeing how they fit here. Well. I have no idea where this is gonna be going either, but I am leaning towards him just living an ordinary life. Though if you have grand ideas of what he will do, just wait and see, even I do not know what will happen. It might happen, or it might not, let’s see. Also, updates will be very sporadic as I am not really truly invested into writing yet, though that may change in the future. Expect updates to be random in length and in release time. Apologies to any people who are irritated by it.

Life is choice. Bad or good, love or hate, God or Satan, everything is choice. John accidentally rescued an old man from sewer and got an amulet charm. This amulet would change his life forever. ~~~ I create this novel to learning English. And my time is very limited, I will release the chapter sporadically. At least, a chapter per week is guaranteed. If you enjoy my novel and okay with sporadic release, then enjoy.