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Desenho Kaiu

Game Reincarnation: Building An Empire From Scratch

The 22nd Century Devil's Playground. The most popular single-player VR RPG ever made. Everyone loved it. The crazy freedom, the insane storylines, and the brutal politics—it was a masterpiece. And then there was Kaius. A nobody graphic designer working at Goman Games World Limited, the company behind it all. He seemed to have the best life at first glance: a fat bank account, supportive parents, and a girlfriend everyone envied. But guess what? He hated it. Every bit of it. Nothing mattered anymore. So when he died in a freak accident and woke up inside Devil's Playground as a prince, Kaius thought he’d hit the jackpot. "This is it! My second chance to live it up." Yeah, no. Reality (or whatever this was) slapped him hard. Turns out, he wasn’t just any prince. He was the forsaken prince. No power. No allies. No one who cared if he lived or died. Welcome to rock bottom, Your Highness. ***** [Hidden conditions met.] [Assimilating with host.] [Universal Civilisation System successfully bound to host.] "A system? Wait, does this mean…?" Kaius froze, then grinned like a lunatic. "This is just like those webnovels! I’m the protagonist now! Oh, this is going to be epic." But life as a protagonist wasn’t all it was cracked up to be. Politics? Ruthless. Trust? A myth. Survival? A full-time job. In a world where betrayal lurks in every shadow, kingdoms are built with iron and blood, and everyone has a secret, Kaius must fight for his place. ***** Bonus chapter for every 3 reviews.
ansh_pathak · 2.7K Views

THE SHAPE OF FEAR

The Shape of Fear is a suspenseful psychological thriller that delves deep into the darkness of a family’s cursed legacy. Told from the first-person point of view of Jemima, the novel follows her harrowing journey as she is drawn into the sinister world of the Vancourt family, who have been haunted for generations by supernatural forces. After the death of her husband, Sage, Jemima is contacted by a lawyer from the Vancourt estate, revealing that her late husband left an inheritance for their children, Kaius and Amari. However, to claim it, Jemima and her children must travel to the Vancourt mansion, a place that holds dark secrets and a disturbing history. As Jemima ventures into the mansion, she is confronted by the malevolent energy that still lingers there, alongside the powerful and intimidating Ryker Vancourt, the patriarch of the family. Throughout the novel, Jemima uncovers the horrifying truth about the Vancourts and the curse that has bound them for centuries. As she digs deeper, she discovers that her own husband, Sage, may have been a victim of the curse, and his death was not an accident but a desperate attempt to protect his family. Jemima is thrust into a world of dark rituals, ghosts, and unrelenting fear as she faces the supernatural forces that continue to haunt the Vancourt estate. The novel expertly blends suspense, emotional turmoil, and horror as Jemima’s protective instincts for her children push her to confront the truth behind the curse, even if it means facing unimaginable dangers. Alongside the supernatural threats, Jemima must also navigate the complex relationships within the Vancourt family, particularly with Ryker and his daughter Thalia, whose true motives remain unclear. As the story progresses, Jemima’s son, Kaius, begins to exhibit disturbing abilities, suggesting that the curse is not only affecting her family but is slowly taking hold of them as well. The mounting tension builds to a terrifying climax as Jemima learns that to break the curse, she must make an impossible choice: sacrifice herself or her children. The novel concludes with a chilling realization that, although the curse may be broken, the lingering shadow of fear will never fully leave Jemima and her children. The Shape of Fear is a tale of love, sacrifice, and survival, exploring the idea that some legacies are too dark to escape, no matter how hard you fight. The narrative style, using first-person point of view, creates a deep emotional connection with Jemima, allowing readers to experience her fear, confusion, and determination as she unravels the horrifying truth of her family’s past. With rich character development, a strong sense of atmosphere, and shocking twists, this book offers an unsettling exploration of the supernatural, familial bonds, and the cost of breaking free from a cursed past.
uchenna_basil · 3.5K Views

Hétero? Isso foi antes de te conhecer

( DISPONÍVEL APENAS NO MANGATOON) O que significa amar? Uns dizem ser sinônimo de sofrer, ideia a qual não posso discordar. Afinal, difícil achar alguém que não tenha chorado por outro, tanto quanto é conhecer qualquer um que não tenha chifres escondidos por entre uma cabeleira colorida ou até uma careca reluzente. Você sabe do que eu tô falando, aqueles imaginários que só quem é amigo vê. Só quem é amigo sabe. Bom, isso é se você não pegar ou for um daqueles que todo mundo conhece, se for esse o caso, a praça toda sabe, se é que ao ler " a praça " você entenda como sendo "todo mundo", só pra enfatizar sua situação . Sim, estou falando dos famosos cornos. Enquanto isso, uns dizem ser sinônimo de felicidade, ideia que um dia já descordei. Alguém que se embriaga no bar a cada término não consegue concordar com isso. Posso garantir que a primeira coisa que os tais desses alcoólatras por conveniência pensam é : esses romancistas de lente cor de rosa não passam de flores não desfloradas, se é que me entendem quando digo isso, que sequer beijaram na vida. São aqueles tais leitores de mangás... loulo? shoujo? Tanto faz! E de livros de romance principe-princesa dos contos de fadas; veem desenho 'xingling', animo... amine? Não sei bem o nome e sequer me importa isso! Lembrando que isso são eles que dizem, não eu! Os da conveniência, lembra? Eu sei o preço de me meter com otakus e otomes. Não me levem a mal, mas eu me importo com a minha vida... Quanto a mim? No máximo, já fui o bebum depressivo do bar, que fica vendo de longe os amigos curtindo enquanto baixa aquela carranca que ninguém leva a sério, mesmo sequer estando tão triste assim, só pro pessoal te consolar. São nesses momentos que você percebe que ninguém se importa. Mas quem nunca, mesmo depois de chegar nessa conclusão, insistiu no próprio teatro por puro orgulho? Não sei vocês, mais eu já fui desses... Espera! O que estou fazendo? Não estamos aqui para falar de meu passado deplorável, mas sim de como descobri o que é verdadeiramente se apaixonar. Sim, agora jogo pro outro lado. Não, talvez jogo pro Cristopher se encaixe melhor.
BrizaSeca · 10.8K Views
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