Toady Pigeon

Jack Wilson wasn’t planning to doom the city. He just wanted to make rent and maybe buy a better hoodie. Then he opened a cursed file labeled “DO NOT OPEN (Lethality Rating: 9/10)”—because what’s life without a little fun? One explosion, a glowing hand tattoo, and a ramen-scented dumpster dive later, Jack is now the host of something ancient, powerful, and probably homicidal. Now everyone wants him dead: secret guilds, rogue mages, even a talking pigeon with a grudge. Too bad Jack’s having the time of his life. Armed with sarcasm, unstable spirit energy, and zero impulse control, Jack is about to turn the magical underworld upside down.

What would you do if a pigeon told you that you had to save the world? This is what happened to Legend, a ten year old kid that was originally a seventeen year old named Jonas. Now he's in another dimension called the Arkana, and after accepting his new reality he's become a wannabe adventurer. After meeting new friends along the way, they uncover an evil conspiracy to open a dimensional doorway allowing something unholy into the Arkana. Will Legend and his new friends be able to stop those that long to see the world burn?

Inso had finally found peace in his hermit lifestyle—writing webnovels from the comfort of his cramped apartment, far from the chaos of his failed marriage. But fate had other plans. One petty pigeon with a grudge was all it took to end his pitiful existence. Death should have been the end. Instead, Inso awakens in a world that defies all isekai logic—not as the hero of a completed epic, but as Sion, trapped in a realm of unfinished drafts and abandoned storylines. The cruel twist? He's been scammed by the very gods who summoned him. His mission?... Complete the half-written stories scattered across this chaotic world. But here's the catch—he can't simply write his way out. He must live through each narrative, experiencing every character's joy, pain, and destiny firsthand while the sponsor gods watch his every move like a twisted reality show. Just when things couldn't get more complicated, Sion encounters Jay—a man who bears an uncanny resemblance to his ex-husband. "You've got the wrong person," Jay insists. But, is he? Then there's the mysterious child he tries to protect, but is that really a child? And a white-haired stranger who appears once in a while, embracing him with tears out of nowhere. "Just why am I living here?" Sion wonders, until the system slaps him with crushing reality. [System Notice: Upon breach of contract, player admits to serve as a grim reaper for 500 years] At least he's not alone. His fellow isekai'd friend and a junior god offer support in this nightmare scenario. But their carefully laid plans crumble when the impossible happens—the story characters begin gaining self-awareness, questioning their roles and defying their scripted fates. The reason? In his desperate attempts to complete the stories, Sion has accidentally awakened something that should have remained sealed—an entity so dangerous that even the gods who created this world couldn't contain it. Now, as reality itself begins to unravel, Sion must face the consequences of disturbing a force that was locked away for good reason. Will Sion survive the chaos he's unleashed? And what secrets lie behind Jay's familiar face and the white-haired man's mysterious tears? In a world where unfinished stories hold the power to rewrite existence itself, one scammed author must navigate love, loss, and horror to find his way home—if home even exists anymore.

THE SYSTEM THAT COULDN’T EVEN A Multiversal Breakdown in 404 Chapters or Less. Imagine if a post-apocalyptic webnovel took a toaster bath during a firmware update, woke up with a pigeon on its face, and forgot how to be a story. Now imagine that’s the plot. Welcome to The System That Couldn’t Even, a glorious middle finger to every overused webnovel cliché, written like someone locked Deadpool in a library full of light novels and gave him a typewriter made of spite. Meet Dave Miller He’s not the Chosen One. He’s not an elite cultivator. He doesn't get truck-kun’d. He’s not secretly royalty, a genius, or a demon lord’s reincarnated cat. He’s just a guy. A very tired guy. And unfortunately for the multiverse, he’s the only one who won’t cooperate with the System that’s supposed to save reality. When Dave’s malfunctioning Apocalypse Survival System tries to turn his life into a power fantasy, he glitches the tutorial, flips off the narrator, and kicks the plot in the nethers. Now reality itself is unraveling. The System’s breaking. The tropes are panicking. The Librarian, an eldritch AI who keeps the narrative universe “on brand,” wants him erased. Dave? He just wants to nap and eat expired canned soup in peace. Let’s Roast the Webnovel Genre, Shall We? This novel brutally parodies: System stories where MCs gain 300 skills and zero personality Villainess reincarnation arcs with more face-slaps than brain cells "Trash family" drama where everyone hates the MC for exactly 1 chapter until he's OP Academy arcs that are just Hogwarts with more trauma Cultivation levels named like shampoo products: “Qi Foundation Super Ultra Jade Core – Level 9” If you've ever rolled your eyes at another “cold and aloof CEO,” screamed at a “dense MC who accidentally builds a harem,” or wondered how everyone in these stories has twelve cheat skills before puberty — this book is for you. It’s not a power fantasy. It’s a power outage. Cast Includes: Dave Miller – Glitch in the matrix. Avatar of narrative rebellion. Cannot be trusted near plot devices or emotional scenes. Unit Alpha – A pigeon. Talks in autotune. Possibly God. Definitely a threat to continuity. Lumina Starshard – Hacker. Anti-Chosen One. Carries the story’s lore and its emotional weight while screaming. Ryuuji Kurogane – Reformed edgelord. Ex-rider of the motorcycle of defiance. Now wields glitter and sass. The Librarian – Your favorite villain’s favorite AI. Wants everyone neatly filed under “trope-compliant.” Hates Dave. With reason. What to Expect: Timeline-pruning bureaucrats Reality collapsing under sarcasm Talking pigeons as emotional support weapons Plot armor sold on black markets Heartfelt scenes ruined by fart jokes Fourth-wall demolitions Meta-horror inside abandoned tropes Actual emotional trauma buried under comedy Tags: Satirical Apocalypse | Anti-System | Webnovel Roast | Found Family with Brain Damage | Fourth Wall Abuse | Talking Animals | Meta Fiction | The Plot is Alive and It’s Mad | Existential Glitch Comedy | Weaponized Pacing Errors | Angst with Bonus Pigeon Summary in One Line: "What if the MC said ‘no’ to the plot — and the entire multiverse broke trying to fix him?"

In the electric chaos of Osaka, Japan—a place where even the pigeons look like they’ve seen some things—there lived a dude. Just a dude. Not a legendary hero, not the chosen one with a mysterious scar, not even the final boss in a Persona game. Just your average absurdly good-looking, outrageously kind, “didn’t skip the side quests” type of guy. His name? Adam. Yeah, just Adam. No tragic past, no secret lineage. He didn’t train under a waterfall or fuse with a magical beast or whatever. He was just... absurdly nice. So nice it was honestly a little concerning.

After transmigrating to the Zhenling Continent, Xiao Ran became the Direct Disciple of a known beauty of the cultivation world, LingZhou Yue, and bound himself to the Supreme Devotion System—he would only get stronger by treating his master with filial devotion. From then on, he began serving tea, giving her massages, coming up with gourmet delicacies, and even scouting pretty girls so his master had someone to talk to... Xiao Ran was always either carrying out an act of devotion or was on the way to do it. One day, his master who wanted to take advantage of her disciple, found out that she had been exploited by her disciple and scolded him while blushing, "Ignoble disciple, your devotion is debauched!"

Book Blurb for Pretty Privilege Clara Evans has always lived in a world that bends in her favor—coffee is free, cab fares vanish, and strangers trip over themselves just to hold open a door. It’s not luck. It’s not charm. It’s magic—a cosmic force that makes every man swoon, every obstacle vanish, and every moment effortless. She’s the embodiment of pretty privilege made real. But perfection has its price. Beneath the flurry of flattery and the flood of freebies, Clara is drowning in loneliness. No one sees her. Not really. Until she meets Mark Harrison—a dry-witted lawyer who doesn’t so much as flinch at her beauty. He’s immune, skeptical, and maddeningly unaffected. Intrigued by his indifference, Clara does something she’s never done before: she tries. She stumbles. She grows. In a dazzling blend of romantic comedy and magical realism, Pretty Privilege follows Clara’s journey through enchanted brunches, defiant pigeons, emotionally confusing yoga sessions, and some very poorly timed rain. Alongside her sketchbook, a sarcastic best friend, and the one man who truly sees her, Clara must confront the ridiculousness of a world that worships beauty—and what it really means to earn love. Witty, heartfelt, and slyly satirical, this novel is a celebration of imperfect people, messy self-discovery, and the quiet magic of being real. Perfect for fans of The Love Hypothesis and The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue, it’s a modern fairy tale where true love isn't given—it's chosen.

After enduring three lifetimes of hardships and bloodshed, Bai Feiyin was promised with glitters and rainbows in her fourth life by none other than her contracted beast after it ascends. But before she could even achieve her goal, everything went down the drain as she decided not to fall victim into what...? A con-artist's trap?! "What a bull!" Thrown into a backward existence, she can only grit her teeth and pull a hankerchief in rage. Since she can't directly blame the gods, Bai Feiyin swear to get back with her so-called companion beast. "Argh! Y-you treacherous snake! I knew from the start that you couldn't be trusted! I should have roasted you when I saw you dying the first time we met, not signing that sham contract and work with you to ascend!" The anger in her system didn't subside. "You sent me back to my first life? For real? Wow, wow fantastic! What perfect shit!"  She specifically told him not in this life, that despicable man! "So you want to toy with me? Then be it! I will scour the mountains and hunt you down! I don't believe that I go back in time, you, my contracted beast won't go back as well," she uttered resolutely. Face beet red, burning in rage, she stared intently at the pigeon bloodstone inside her palms with a mark of a serpent's slitted eyes. "Those two other lives filled with war and bloodshed weren't lived in vain. Since you've sent me here, I will bury you along with those greedy pigs from the Bai Main Branch who owe me and my family four lifetimes' worth of debts!" Not long after she bemoaned, "Hmm, no hold on." Revealing a bit rather conflicted look, she tried to suppress her ire upon cooking up something like a shrewd mastermind. "On the second thought, just burying Hong with that regretfully good-looking face of his would be such a pity..." she pondered, but very soon snapped with glee. "Fine, it's a wrap! I will capture that little snake and work his ass like he did to me!" Bai Feiyin, looking like a greedy hyena, found her resolved with bright twinkling eyes that casted away the shadows under her swollen eyes. "Let's sell him off to some rich aunties and get lots of dowries!" *** This will include beastmen but in the form of spirit beasts. There's a hint of cultivation but just subtle that's why I didn't add it as a tag. Please support me thank you!

I will indicate the chapters where the Graphic Violence content will be contained. I'm not going to talk too much, in short, the story is about guys aged 17-25 (most of them), musicians (violinists, pianists, etc.), but students from other faculties also flicker in their crowd. Events in a world parallel to ours, which has its own peculiarities.(all coincidences are random)) The narration is rather slow, the narrators change. And we'll start with a dead pigeon) Please read a little more about the world and the characters in the "guide" first.(not necessarily all of it) And now, Filoria Maron kr wishes you a pleasant reading) I apologize in advance for any mistakes made in the text, English is not my native language.

Ye Meigui, the Night Rose. That name strikes fear into the hearts of the corrupt ministers, princes, and families of the empire. Even the emperor, powerful and undefeatable, fears the threat she could become, the assassin whose face has never been seen, whose traces are never found. Only her kills are discovered, with a black rose lying in the pools of blood. She can go anywhere, kill anyone, and never be found. And yet, there was only once that she was seen, fighting another assassin on the rooftops of the capital, her scarlet hair lit like the flames she had set in the night and her face covered by a black mask. Huli, the Fox, was her nemesis, her equal, and he was the only person whom she would always be in a stalemate with. However, who could have guessed that she would soon be forced into an alliance with him? The emperor, a tyrant who rules over his people with an iron fist, has finally had enough of the trouble that the Night Rose and the Fox are bringing him. He has lost too many loyal toadies, and above all else, he hates those who challenge his power. The people are his, so what should it matter if he kills some peasants or squeezes them dry of their earnings? He has begun to crack down on his soldiers and generals, demanding that they find the two thorns in his side by any means possible. And his orders have ignited a turmoil that will change the very fabrics of existence. Hua Yan has grown up under conditions more harsh than most could survive. Her skills were learned through blood and sweat, and she suffered extensively to climb to where she is today. As the feared Night Rose, she protects the common people and fights to bring down the corrupt regime of the emperor. But the harder she fights, the more it seems futile. The emperor has become too powerful, and though he fears her, she is a mere splinter in his foot. When his influence finally reaches into her own people and strikes at her heart, Hua Yan must make a decision. Will she continue to hide in the shadows, concealing the truth of her past and her future, or will she take off her mask, join hands with the Fox, and ascend to the heavens, a phoenix among men? *the cover was not made by me, and I do not own the rights to it. Please contact me if you would like me to take it down.*

[Dimension Exploration] + [Management] + [Urban Legends] + [Comedy] + [Meat Pigeon] + [I'm Surrounded by Beauties] The renowned sharp-tongued food critic Tang Rijie had already wolfed down three large bowls of rice, sweating profusely, yet he stubbornly maintained his stance. "I admit the dishes in your restaurant are all delicious, and the appearance, scent, and taste can be considered perfect, but I must say, I didn't taste any soul in these dishes! And the soul is the key to determining the success or failure of a dish!" Ma Lu's expression remained unchanged, "It's just a soul you want, right? Just wait." Having said that, he walked into the kitchen, took out two souls from the freezer, and stuffed them into the blender. 10 minutes later, a steaming plate of dumplings was placed in front of Tang Rijie. "Hello, sir, here is the soul you asked for, all wrapped inside."

After being expelled from the burial grounds, Heine summoned two undead creatures at home. But soon he realized something off about his undead. They seemed to know each other, chatting away inside his mind. They had played a game based on this world and knew it better than he did. Worse yet, they said his house was soon to be leveled, an imminent disaster... Heine decided to pretend to be an aborigine who didn't know anything, just follow the instructions and be done with it. … Years later, when Heine ascended to the divine throne, he looked at his follower in disguise (forerunner in reality) and sighed. "No more pretending, I'm also a transmigrator. I confessed!" ****** This book is also titled "Everyone's Gaming in Another World, Only I'm on a Fantasy Adventure." This is a story about a necromancer and a group of Cynical transmigrators bumbling through the world with laughter and pretend. Keywords: lighthearted, Western fantasy, single female lead, no system, not the fourth calamity.

Ren thought his life was chaotic, but he had no idea what “chaos” really meant until he got his soul scammed by a bunch of misfit yokai. Now, he's stuck in a wild, no-holds-barred world of fire tornadoes, demon pigeons, cursed wigs, and god-level absurdity. From accidental weddings with tanukis to slap-fights on radio towers, Ren’s journey is a non-stop rollercoaster of madness—and it’s all going down while he rocks Crocs. Can he survive the insanity? Can he get his soul back? Or is he doomed to a life of infinite cringe and spicy chip attacks? Buckle up, this isn’t your grandma’s fantasy story. Expect: chaos, memes, yokai drama, and a heavily caffeine-deprived main character.

"Transmigrated Surgeon Saves War God Husband (Who's Her Modern Nemesis?!) — Exposed as the Living Medical Codex Bridging Two Eras!" (A dual-era medical showdown intertwined with love-hate tension. Complex tech concepts simplified through "live-streamed surgeries" and "GPS carrier pigeons", blending time-travel humor with escalating romantic and professional stakes in every chapter.)

My name is Feng Xue, I am 24 years old, detained in Hive Prison, without any memories of my previous life, and I do not know if I am married. I am a time-traveler, living in a single cell in the prison, where both inmates and guards respect me, yet I still have to sew on a sewing machine every day until mealtime. I do not smoke, there is no alcohol available in the prison, lights out at 10 PM, and every night I must play a game called “Pigeon Game” using a golden finger until dawn, never missing any chance to inherit the powers of my predecessor. The golden finger tells me that my predecessor was good at painting, tried to get into an art college but failed, later joined the military, and is now in prison. Now, I am faced with a choice about what to do next.

I didn’t see it coming. One second, I was scrolling through my phone, watching yet another video that added nothing to my life. The next, I was falling—plummeting through an endless void, weightless and disoriented. When I finally opened my eyes, I wasn’t in my dingy apartment anymore. Instead, I was sprawled on a patch of soft grass, staring up at a sky so blue it felt unreal. Birds chirped in the distance, their songs crisp and clear, not the muffled squawks of city pigeons. Was I dreaming? I sat up, my heart pounding. My clothes were different—simple, rustic. Brown trousers and a loose white tunic. My hands, once scrawny and pale, were now calloused and strong. And then, it happened. DING!

The Beastlord’s Second Chance Ethan Cross was a legend, a walking nightmare for his enemies, and a self-proclaimed genius of beast taming. By the end of his deeply exhausting career, he’d tamed creatures so powerful that kings avoided making eye contact with him out of fear of being accidentally mauled. His crowning achievement? Defeating the World Devourer, a cosmic garbage disposal capable of eating planets, magic, and your will to live. He sealed it away, saved the world, and heroically died in the process. Or so he thought. Instead of eternal rest or even a pat on the back from the gods, Ethan wakes up in his old, eighteen-year-old body. No wealth, no legendary beasts, and no dignity. Just a moth-eaten shirt, a pair of pants that could sand wood, and Scruff. A pigeon masquerading as a Wind Falcon with the coordination of a drunk squirrel. Turns out, starting over is worse the second time around. The world still revolves around beast taming: kingdoms are built on creature power, social hierarchies are determined by the strength of your companions, and everyone pretends they know what they’re doing. Ethan knows better. He lived through this circus once, and he’s determined to rewrite the script this time. The plan is to gather the most powerful beasts early, stop the rise of future disasters, and definitely avoid the whole “die heroically while saving everyone” thing. The problem? Valeria Drake, an insufferable prodigy with a Dire Wolf and a superiority complex, is still around to ruin his day. Oh, and the World Devourer might not be as sealed as he thought. Armed with an unhealthy amount of sarcasm, and the overwhelming desire to avoid his past mistakes, Ethan is ready to claw his way back to the top. Maybe. Assuming he doesn’t trip over his own hubris or get mauled by something embarrassing like a feral raccoon. Because the world isn’t going to save itself, and this time, Ethan would really like some applause when he’s done, or simply at least a decent pair of pants.

Our story starts in the modest village of Malligapuram with a stray pigeon, an enigmatic astrologer, and a hidden shrine in the forest. Ravi’s quiet life has taken an unexpected turn, nudging him closer to secrets and wonders he never thought possible. Will this unexpected calling lead him to greatness, or simply deposit him back into the comedic swirl of village gossip? And what of the mysterious message from the shrine—will it manifest into tangible change, or remain a cryptic echo in Ravi’s heart? Stay tuned for the next chapter, where new characters step into the fray, old mysteries gain sharper outlines, and Ravi inches closer to understanding the true significance of his modest place in Malligapuram’s unfolding destiny.

Flynn, a pigeon game designer, was cursed by millions of players and unfortunately became the lord of a remote village in another world. In order to give back to the players (in order to live the life of a decaying feudal lord), Flynn designed the other world into a game. Players are called upon to experience the best game in the world. (Summons players to work for the corrupt lord) Thus, the best game in the world was born! (The richest lord in the world was born!)

Set against the sweeping backdrop of 19th-century England and Australia, Collin Peacock: Noble Blood, Convict Chains is the compelling story of Collin Peacock, a man born into the shadows of nobility, fighting to carve his place in a world that constantly pushes him aside. Born on December 13, 1805, Collin and his twin sister, Mary, are the illegitimate children of Jane Peacock, a commoner, and Lord Peter Campbell III, a wealthy sugar plantation owner from Jamaica. Though their father acknowledged them in his will, societal norms prevented him from offering more than financial support, leaving them to grow up in the quiet village of Little Fencote, Yorkshire. Despite his noble blood, Collin was a man of modest means, working as a stockman and poultry seller. His strong will and keen intellect, sharpened by an education his mother secured for him, set him apart from others in his village. Life for Collin took a devastating turn in 1836 when he was falsely accused of receiving stolen pigeons, a crime instigated by his father’s family, the Campbells, who had stopped paying the small sum left to Collin and Mary after Lord Peter’s death. The accusation led to his arrest and a harrowing trial at the Old Bailey. Despite his protestations of innocence, Collin was sentenced to seven years of hard labor in Australia, torn away from his wife Ellen and their four daughters. The journey to Australia aboard a prison hulk was nothing short of a nightmare. Collin’s name was misspelled as “Colling Peacock,” an obvious clerical error that became a new identity in his convict records. Yet, even as he faced the brutal conditions of penal life, Collin found ways to maintain his dignity. He used his education to teach other convicts how to read and write, and his skills as a horseman earned him respect among both prisoners and guards. When news of Ellen’s death reached him from England, Collin’s grief was profound, but it also marked the beginning of a new chapter in his life. Upon completing his sentence, Collin married Jane Brennan in Australia, and together they started a family. With his indomitable spirit, Collin seized the opportunities available to him, acquiring land and building an agricultural empire in Laidley, a town that would later become part of Queensland. Collin Peacock: A story of resilience, betrayal, and redemption. It chronicles one man’s journey from the green fields of Yorkshire to the harsh, untamed landscape of Australia. Collin’s life is a testament to the power of perseverance in the face of overwhelming odds, as he rises from the ashes of a fractured family legacy to create a legacy of his own.

Omnipotent A-Grade Cool Female Lead VS Secret Passionate and Domineering Male Lead That Loves Assuming and is Easily Jealous Because she is wrongly placed at birth, Claire and another girl swap lives. Eighteen years later, she acknowledges her roots and returns to her family. From a country bumpkin, she becomes the daughter of a rich family in the capital. However… Her parents favor their fake daughter. "Claire, Phoebe is smart and obedient. She's a thousand times better than you." Her brother protects the fake sister. "Claire! Don't bully Phoebe. Phoebe is innocent, unlike you—you're full of evil tricks!" It's said that she is uneducated and incompetent. Her grades are the worst, and she loves to fight. She is notorious for her misdeeds, and everyone looks down on her. Only one man says domineeringly, "I will dote on you." One day… her disguises are stripped off… The Vice-Chairwoman of the Mathematical Olympiad, the guru of eSports, the hidden miracle doctor, the Chinese Art Master, the diva of the music industry, and the leader of the League of Death. Those identities are all hers?! Everyone starts to worship her: You are a real big shot! Instantly, there are countless suitors. A director extends an invitation for her to film a movie. The next day, the director is banned from the Internet. The Masked King invites her to have dinner with him. The next day, the scandal of the Masked King becomes the hottest topic on the Internet. A rich tycoon gives her a diamond ring as big as a pigeon egg. The next day, the corporation goes bankrupt and he becomes a beggar. A certain envious lover online declares his sovereignty over her. @Claire: "She's my wife."

The lord of the black fortress is a tale of a dark being. After his failed campaign, he and his followers were banished to the black fortress, were he quickly took over and ruled over his fortress with fear and iron fist. But something else happened. The demon lord asked the Dwaren Kingdom for help against the invasion of the hero, and his party. Not wanting to lose anything valuable, the council of prophets decided to send out the banished lord of the Black Fortress to deal with the hero. After all, the hero was entire reason why the tyrant was banished in the first place. Realizing that he could potentially redo his mistake of underestimating the hero, he and his companions go out to aid the demon lord. But the tyrant does not simply want to live as a pawn in the great battle. He after all these years in banishment prepared a plan. A plan so absurd that could potentially change the world entirely.

A world were magicians are dominant. A world that hates those that lookes down upon those who can't use magic. This is a world were I was born. The world were I died. I already thought that I would be gone, but after meeting someone who calls himself the Changer of Ways, he gave me a chance to serve him, or to be reincarnated back in my original world. Before making my decision, I asked the being if my father was right. If what he spend his entire life serching for actually existed. The response was yes. After hearing those words, I chose the latter. If I could have revenge on those who wronged me and those close to me, and make the galaxy bow to me, I of course would take that chance. And that is how my story begins. The story of how I created the Legion of dark Iron.

I still endure I still stand, This world shall be my Spiders may have spun there webs across my eyes, The worms may have borrowed themself in my chest, But I still live. The great necromancer shall awaken. I have not suffered billions of lives looking into the secrets of this realm, just to give up now. The other players are fools. My brother is a fool. I shall finish the quest that no one else had the patience to do. I shall be the one to end it all. I shall prove them all wrong. Kaido, Ivan, Mongel. All of them shall pay. No matter how many times I fall, I shall endure. Necrom shall endure. The three eyed player may have crushed my chest on our last battle. He may have shattered my bones and cleaved my heart in two. My power broken by the Deceiver, my body was left to the dust. And to the dust, I returned. My soul returned to a new body in this game. And every time I shall choose the same plane were to start. I still endure. When I complete the quest, Undeath shall be real. Death shall have no power over me. Not in this realm, nor the others. The vampires shall drink the blood of my enemies, All the other players shall fall to my undead legion. I shall be the one to win this game. I shall not be denied. Necrom shall not be denied. All shall know death. And I shall be their god.

1812, twelve years after the dawn of the 19th century, and one century after the first steam engine was built, and even though it's not on point, it ushers in a new age. With this new age comes a new technology, the air ship, no! not those giant metal cans or over sized balloons, I'm talking about ships that were born to sail the sky. At the head of this new technology is William B. Levitase, whom is a French/English scientist and inventor that is ahead of his time and thus made the dream of sailing the sky a reality. He was personally knighted by King William IV, and invited on many occasions to both King William's and later Queen Victoria's social gatherings. This inventor has also created other life changing luxuries and utilities, such as the "autonomic pigeon", the "self driving cart" and an early iteration of both a screw and nail gun. There are many more in store within his mind, workshop, and home, which all happen to reside in the same three story mansion sitting pretty on what is now Parliament Hill London. Our story isn't about him though, at least not entirely, it's about his old head butler, Coryan, and his raising of a successor for when he dies. You see Coryan is not only a butler whom has served his master since the day he was born, he also is the one who protects, and oversees, his master and fellow staff member's utmost safety, from within the mansion and without. As he feels his life drawing closer to the end every day, he searches from the depths of London's docks and sewers, to the highest crenelations of Saint Paul's (though lets hope nobody is up there) to find the perfect one who can serve and protect the ones who are closer than family to him and his heart.

This man has a thing for pigeons. He is trying to resist the urge of making love to a pigeon. They are not interested in him. Not all of them at least... ow boy...

[Official Statement on Missing Content] Due to previous technical issues, certain content of this book was unfortunately missing. We are pleased to announce that the content has now been restored. We apologize for any inconvenience this may have caused and invite readers to continue enjoying the novel. ----------------------------- A single beam of light could annihilate the world, a single blade of grass could sever the stars. Shen Qing transmigrated to a magnificent universe where immortals and mortals coexisted, becoming a lowly hunter. With the help of the Water Ink Panel, Shen Qing could endure the refinement of Qi-Blood and cultivate a hundred techniques. A technique, after a thousand hammerings, could border on art, and an art, after a hundred refinings, could border on Dao. From the common Bow Technique of rural hunting, to the Sky-Patrolling Sun Shooting Bow Technique; From the Nine Skills, which nourished and trained Qi and Blood, to the undying Six Paths of Reincarnation Technique; From the outward release of strength in Wind Defying Finger, to the Qi that suppressed mountains and rivers with the Eight Desolate Annihilation Seal; From enduring the refinement of Qi-Blood, he embarked on a difficult path of seeking Dao; to commanding the skies, with the divine might as if overseeing a prison, having mastered the balance of the six realms. It was only when Shen Qing looked back that he realized he had unwittingly become the supreme ruler above ten thousand Daos, an unparalleled True Monarch!

It is wonderful game