Soprano Clown Parole

They say every story deserves a happy ending. But life? It's not a fairytale. Hi, I’m Ryan Hawkins. Professional sad boy. Part-time ego hoarder. Full-time clown with a brain tumor. This is the story of how I got scammed, fell in love, turned into a hacker, and accidentally unlocked 3 million egos inside my head. Yes—literal egos. Don’t ask. At first, it’s all jokes and chaos. Fake confidence. Petty revenge. Punchlines to hide the pain. But somewhere along the way, you’ll see what I was really trying to do: Make my mom smile again. Even if it costs me everything. Because maybe… some stories don’t end happily— but they still mean something.

I am Racist. … I mean, my name is Racis T. I swear. Please don’t cancel me before chapter 1. Anyway, I was a stand-up comedian. Not the good kind who gets Netflix specials. The kind who gets hit with beer bottles and told to “Meet me backstage. You’ll get one more mic.” One night, I was performing in a bar so shady, even cockroaches walked in with bodyguards. It was full of tattooed bikers who drink engine oil, smoke burnt rubber, lick silencers, cry over their exes, and still believe their fists are a valid debate technique. And there I was—trying to make them laugh using yo mamma jokes and dark humor so black it should’ve come with a flashlight and some cotton. They didn’t laugh. I kept going. One of them pulled out a gun. I cracked a joke. He cracked my skull. Bullet. Brain. Curtains. Boom. But here’s the funny part: I always wanted to be a successful comedian. Maybe get a standing ovation. But what I got was Uncontrollable Blood Ovulation. Still, I had dreams, man. Big dreams. Make people laugh. Marry someone who doesn't need two chairs to sit. Eat three meals a day, Own a yacht (the humble kind with a helipad) I wasn’t greedy. I would have donated 0.01% of my wealth to charity. I only wanted 99% of everything. But fate, karma, God, or probably the trends of Webnovel had other plans. Because instead of resting in peace… I woke up in another world. A fantasy world full of monsters, heroes, magic, kingdoms, war… And zero comedy clubs. Just my luck. So now I’ve got a second life, a rude system, and maybe a power or two. But being a Hero is secondary. First, I am gonna roast dragons, clown on kings, incest—invest, I mean invest and make the whole world laugh until they cry—or kill me again. Either way… Welcome to the story of the most dangerous thing in every world— A man who won’t shut up. ——— ——— ——— Support Me - ko-fi.com/khyaal Join My Discord For Reference Arts and much more - https://discord.gg/zmUcswM2N5

Ascension: Beyond the End The Tower stands eternal—an ancient construct older than time, unreachable at its peak, and worshipped by gods who didn’t build it. For eons, the brave and the broken alike have climbed its floors for glory, power, or salvation. Adyanth is none of those things. Born into propaganda and raised in rubble, he lost the ability to feel joy—or grief—when a missile shattered his childhood. He didn’t become stronger. He didn’t grow kinder. He simply endured. Now, after six silent months in a coma, the Tower has invited him to ascend. Most see it as a divine calling. Adyanth sees it as a mistake. Armed with nothing but sarcasm, sociopathy, and a stolen clown mask, he climbs not to redeem the world… but to annoy the one that made him. Where others seek godhood, he seeks poetic inconvenience. And if there's truly a power atop Floor 150? He’ll take it—not to rebuild existence, but to turn it sideways and laugh. This isn’t a story of vengeance or virtue. This is a spite-fueled march to the top, starring a man too numb to care and too stubborn to quit. And at the end of all things, when the last trial cracks and the heavens scream? The joke’s on the universe.

He awoke in a dying field. No name. No memory. Only a crooked smile. In a world ruled by Sigils—mystic marks that define your power and place—he was branded Common. The lowest tier. A weakling’s fate. But some fates are written in ink, others in blood. A wandering clown, a quiet puppet, a scarecrow with eyes that never blink—whispers of forgotten things trail his steps. As he journeys across kingdoms, hunted and haunted, he begins to sense something is terribly wrong. Why does everyone fear the ordinary? Why do memories slip away like sand? And why does his name… not feel like his own? This is not a hero’s story. It’s something older. And it’s watching.

#Action #Aventure #Romance #comédien #Parole et Motivation #Sci fi #Faible Fort et Plus Fort #Puissance #Combat #Détermination *Évolution #Technologie #Invention et Innovation Acteur principal : Kairos le samouraï Acteur majeur :Martine Pedro,Bella Zena, Jackson nectar, Champlain 1er, Oscar venas, Blaze Eddy

Why were we not born equal? If god had the power to end suffering… Why do we still live like this? Why can’t I be happy? So let me take your place. But before one fixates on a goal… We must return to why they had it in the first place. This is the story of an ordinary soul, reborn into an extraordinary fate— A path unwalked. A destiny unwritten. With a mysterious system and a power bestowed by a mysterious individual with unknow intentions, Vergil will rise. To challenge the heavens. To rewrite the rules. To mock the one above as the Clown that entertains god. But as he ascends… He will come to know joy, rage, love sorrow anger — And the dread that comes with feeling them all. Will he carve his own destiny— Or be consumed by what lies beyond it? — Inspired by “Magic Emperor” and “Returned 10,000 Years.” All credit to their creators. This is an original, fan-inspired work. Join the community: https://discord.gg/QQJykMZn

"Haahaahahha... Those clown the don't dare come here because I place a barrier outside so don't worry they can't do anything to my lord or you that I have chosen as his new guardian or I should say Mother" the voice said smugly It continued "well you see I will use my last strang of energy to pass you power and then tell you what to do,because my time in this world is not much anymore. Please take care of... my... Lord " the last sentence was said emotionally Belva was stunned and before she knows it everywhere went dark. _____________ "Ha!!! Let me finish the last creation of my clan before I the last of this generation disappear from the universe and we become a history till my lord show his strong enough to shake the universe " the man said with a teary eye. What Belva didn't know was that she is the last ingredient needed to create the child that will rule the Omniverse and She would now become his REAL MOTHER. =========== TroWnra was the reincarnation of the fallen celestial whi wish to reach to top of cultivation by going through rebirth thousands of time. But after he trigger the power which he lay within his blood, he then come back to claim the throne of the STRONGEST.

After a scandal cost him his job, the entire city turned its back on him. Doors slammed shut, companies refused to even look his way, and his name became a curse whispered in office halls. With nowhere left to go and no dignity to cling to, Venzel returned to his quiet village, ready to rot—or at least grow potatoes. But fate had other plans. There, in the dirt and dust of defeat… he awakened a golden finger! Now the question is: Will Venzel use it to rise to the heavens— or to smack down every smug bastard who ever looked down on him?

I've wanted to be a super hero since I was a kid, and I got admitted to a school for only awakened. fun right? No, it's not fun. I wish I would've just stayed a normal person, because being at war isn't for the weak.

This is not a love story. There is no romance between a mafia and his prisoner. There is only obsession. Hatred. And revenge. No tenderness. No sympathy. Just two broken creatures clawing at each other inside a cage of madness. In this world, love doesn’t survive. It gets devoured. ... Isolde Veyra, daughter of a once-prominent political family, is released from prison on parole. But her freedom is no gift it’s a trap. To atone for her past, she is forced by a mysterious detective named Lucien to infiltrate a dark entertainment house called Velvet Cage, the secret stronghold of his most wanted target: Severin, a ruthless mafia kingpin untouched by the law. Isolde’s mission seems simple—find proof of Severin’s crimes, then escape. But everything begins to crumble when Severin, a man driven by obsession and violence, sees her as the reflection of a woman from his past. The deeper Isolde sinks into his world, the more she realizes she’s not the first woman Lucien has sent—he’s sent many before her, and all of them have died at Severin’s hands without leaving a trace. To survive, Isolde has only one option is deceive the monster. But when lies turn into attachment, and the disguise becomes dependence, she must choose to be the next victim, or become the queen of Severin’s hell.

In mysterious, deserted streets, a person flees from a pursuer intent on killing him—only for a boy named Darren Lyras to wake up from a vague, featureless nightmare, its unsettling traces still evident on him. He heads to his computer to finish a game on the highest difficulty, driven by something he doesn’t even understand. Yet the strangest thing is that after discovering what that "something" is—and how it dooms his fate—he remains oblivious... What kind of phenomenon led to this? He himself doesn’t know.

They called it the probation period, like the whole world was a convict waiting for parole. That’s when people started to change—first in dreams, then in flesh. Powers, they said. Gifts. But nothing comes for free. To awaken, you have to survive the sacrificial ceremony. No ceremony, no power. And without it—your own body turns against you. Slowly. Quietly. Until it kills you before you hit forty. Unless you’re young enough to take Roxytocin—a rare, expensive drug that buys you time. Ezgar is fifteen. And he can’t afford enough. Each dose keeps death away… just barely. But lately, something else has started stirring inside him. Even he doesn’t know what it is. Only that it’s not normal. And it’s not waiting.

“I, Lethia Ashcroft, accept your rejection, soon-to-be Clown Alpha of the Rotten Obsidian Pack, as my ungrateful mate. May your divorced life find its hellhole.” ***** Year 2666. Werewolves and their kin have long embraced civilization, seamlessly blending into the high-tech world alongside humans. It is the year Lykon Haven hosts its once-in-seven-year event to select a new leader—one who will govern the shifting dynamics of werewolf packs across the country. It is also the year Lethia Ashcroft faces the ultimate humiliation when her mate, her husband, rejects her because of the infidelity she never committed. It cost her the inheritance she and her late father had worked so hard for. When she tries to flee exile while pregnant, she is caught in an accident—one that leaves her possessed by a seductive spirit fox. The creature needs a vessel to ignite her beads and, in exchange, grants Lethia the power to protect her unborn child. But that untamed spirit entangles her with three dangerously irresistible Lycans from Lykon Haven—men who have severed themselves from the fated mate bond. A stoic, protective doctor. A brooding, dominant businessman. A charming, playful celebrity. All Lethia wants is to reclaim what was rightfully hers and live a peaceful and comfortable life, alone with her baby. And she must get it—no matter what. But the mischievous Moon Goddess seems to take great pleasure in twisting her fate. ***** Strong FL REVERSE HAREM Explicit Mature Content Character-Driven This book has many fresh twists about werewolf lore that you won't find anywhere ;)

Une Mini série documentaire développant chaque saison un nouveau personnage, une nouvelle histoire, un nouveau contexte. Genre : Documentaire historique dramatique Public cible : Adolescents (à partir de 14 ans), adultes, enseignants, passionnés d’histoire et de mémoire. Personnage principal : Nom : Émile Morange Âge : 14 ans Ville : Caen, Normandie (une des villes les plus touchées par la guerre, notamment durant le Débarquement de 1944) Famille : Mère : Suzanne Morange (couturière à domicile) Père : Henri Morange (instituteur mobilisé puis porté disparu en 1940) Frère aîné : Jean Morange (20 ans, résistant, souvent absent) Petite sœur : Lison Morange (8 ans, fragile, asthmatique) Résumé du documentaire : La guerre vue d’un enfant – Une est un documentaire immersif raconté à travers les souvenirs, les carnets et les dessins d’un enfant de 14 ans, Émile Morange, habitant de Caen pendant la Seconde Guerre mondiale. Ce documentaire retrace l’impact quotidien de la guerre sur les enfants, la peur constante des bombardements, la faim, la perte de repères, et l’effondrement de l’enfance dans le bruit des bottes et des bombes. À travers des reconstitutions visuelles poignantes, des extraits animés de son journal intime, et des interviews . Extraits de narration (voix off – Émile adulte) : > "Les adultes criaient, couraient. Moi, je regardais les murs tomber. Ce jour-là, j'ai compris que la guerre n'était pas un film." > "Lison disait qu’on allait revoir papa. Elle dessinait sa main tenant la sienne. Je n’ai jamais osé lui dire qu’il ne reviendrait pas." > "Je notais tout, chaque son, chaque lumière. J’écrivais parce que j’avais peur d’oublier. Et oublier, c’était peut-être mourir." --- Style visuel : Animation des pages du journal d’Émile, entrecoupée de photos d’archives et de scènes reconstituées. Bande-son douce, mais poignante, à base de piano et violon. Esthétique sombre mais réaliste : tons désaturés, brume, pluie, poussière. Objectifs pédagogiques et émotionnels : Montrer les conséquences humaines de la guerre au-delà des chiffres. Donner la parole aux enfants, souvent oubliés dans les récits de guerre. Créer une identification chez les jeunes spectateurs d’aujourd’hui. la chaîne youtube : www.youtube.com/@ezema_creation. crée par EZEMA Stevy Valentin. le site web est bientôt disponible ... vous pouvez retrouvé toute les œuvres Ezema série originale et plein d'autres écrivains sur un seul endroit.

Jake, a once cheerful class clown hiding deep emotional scars, finds himself homeless after years of failure and rejection—banished by his family, haunted by a past love, and unsure of his worth. Sleeping at bus stops and eating cheap meals, Jake’s path crosses with Alex, a silent, muscular gym owner carrying wounds of his own. Alex offers Jake more than just a roof—he gives him purpose. As they clean up the dusty gym and begin rebuilding their lives, the unlikely friendship blossoms into something powerful. Jake uses humor and heart to promote the gym, while Alex becomes the mentor Jake never had. Together, they begin healing from their pasts—until a passionate baker named Alya enters their world with dreams of sweetness and success. In a quiet corner of the city, through barbells, buttercream, and broken hearts, three people discover that sometimes, the recipe for healing starts with a little laughter, a few reps… and a whole lot of cake.

Leonardo Blaine, the true war hero of the Raina Logia Empire and the commander of the Armsilver 11th Squad, is dishonorably discharged for disobeying orders during the final battle that could have led the Empire to victory in the territorial war. People criticize and point fingers at him, and after being released on parole from prison, he disappears without a trace. Three years later, his name has been forgotten by the world. The Council has been persistently pursuing him, but he has proven difficult to capture. Frustrated by this, Hugo Agrizendro, the commander of the Council’s army, decides to personally apprehend him. “Since when have you been watching me?” Leonardo was calculative and astute, so it wouldn’t be surprising if he had been observing Hugo for some time now. However, Leonardo’s answer was something that even Hugo had not anticipated. “From the very beginning.” Fair Warning to anyone: This is a slow burn. Like a veeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrryyyyy slowwwwwww burrrrrrrnnnnnn. This is action based and romance develops at it's pace. This might end up as the slowest slow burn

Year 2035, Humanity fall with the suddenly fall with the sudden emergance of Gates all around, connecting Earth with the Null World. Humanity tried it's best to fight back but the Nine horrors of null world were too much for Humans as they lost earth to null monsters before they went into hiding in Specially made cities during the 5 year long war. 100 years later, on the Flying City, Pegasus, an unusual murder take place. . . . "Happy birthday, Aura." I muttered, just loud enough for no one to hear except me. Then came that voice again. Whispering in my mind like it always do, "You don't belong here." It said in my mind as I smirked without opening my eyes. "I know," I said back to in my mind, "and neither do they." I said looking at each and everyone here... That's right. I didn't come to mourn either for my parents death. I came to watch the masks that can fall one day, how these people changes. Because they would. They always do. Oh, and I came here to celebrate too, after all, it's my birthday, they best one as far as I could remember over the last decade, if I have to say so. After all, i might be the happiest person on earth right now, because the one who killed my parents, was Me. . . . The cover pic doesn't belong to me. . . . Plz add to your library. . . . English is not my first launguage so plz do tell me if I mess up. . Chapter length is small in the beginning but it will make it 1.5k per chapter from prolly 20, do give it a try till then.

"You aren't telling me that you want me to tell jokes. The most powerful people in this world are the jesters? No. This is ridiculous. Send me back, right now. What? Why are you laughing? I am not joking. Quit laughing, damn it." His laugh fuels my rage, as well as my newfound power. I punch him as hard as I can in the face. When I pull my fist away... his face is covered in clown makeup. I hate this world.

She was a mere human who only wanted to live a peaceful life in the countryside when she found her mate. He was the workaholic Alpha who never indulged himself in worldly pleasures, instead, he derived joy from being powerful. Their destiny intertwined when they both possessed what they yearned for, peace and love. __________________ Before turning the age of 18 years, Alpha Lucas of the Clown Lovers pack claimed to be Aurora's mate and wanted to make her his Luna. Unfortunately, she was accused of infidelity on her wedding day and was rejected by the man who claimed to be her mate and loved her. She had to witness her parents' death and her inheritance snatched away from her. “I, Dominion Lucas, reject you, Madison Aurora as my mate." ……………………………………….. After being sold as a slave, she was bought to be a breeder for the Alpha of the Crescent Red pack, the most influential and greatest pack in the country. Damien, who was the Alpha of the Crescent moon pack, didn't spare Aurora a glance, and she was thrown into the deepest part of the mansion to work with the omegas. Five years later, she had meticulously planned her parent's death, ready to set it in motion. Unfortunately, Alpha Damien, who neglected her for years, suddenly got his interest piqued and won't let her out of his sight. Aurora, who never believed she could be blessed with another mate, decided not to fall in love again. Seeing how the Alpha favored her, she decided to take advantage of his help and avenge her parent's death. The tables turned when she discovered he was her mate, another mate? ………………………………………… “Mate? I have no such thing," she said, denying the spark she felt between her and Damien, even though it was glaring. Her heart warmed at his voice, her face warmed at his touch. He already shattered her resolve, but she vowed not to be weak again. Yet, how could she deny not feeling anything for him when he had such effects on her? But she was afraid, terrified of being betrayed by her mate again! There were rare cases of having two mates, why did the moon goddess bestow such a fate upon her? “You can't deny it forever, and I have no intention of letting you go,” he said, his eyes filled with anger, seeing how she was so disgusted about the idea of having him as her mate. “I have nothing to offer you." She tried convincing him to snap him out of the trance he was in. Only if she knew he was in his right mind. “I only need my mate," saying that he took heavy strides toward the door and slammed it shut after him. After finding the strength to release her painful past, Aurora is confronted by her first mate, Alpha Lucas, who seeks to reclaim her. Faced with a choice, will she return to the one who betrayed her, or remain with Alpha Damien, who offered her nothing but peace? Cover is for author, do not use!

Synopsis: Every weekend, the sleepy town of Riverhollow holds a secret—one whispered through diaries, late-night texts, and abandoned cabins at the edge of the forest. For five high schoolers who have nothing in common—an artist with a broken past, a class clown hiding loneliness, a quiet girl who knows too much, a golden boy with a perfect mask, and a newcomer chasing answers—the weekend begins like any other. Until a strange message lures them into an unexpected meeting spot. What starts as a dare turns into a tradition. Every weekend, they meet. They talk. They share. They confess. And slowly, their secrets start to surface. But some whispers aren't meant to be heard. And one weekend, everything changes. Friendships will be tested. Hearts will be broken. And the truth might tear them apart. Because in Riverhollow, the weekend whispers always come with a cost.

continues the story of Tavish Todd, the killer clown, six years after the events of the 2nd WebNovel. This time, he's not just killing for revenge on his tormentors, but also for other reasons, possibly including a mysterious new motive. Detective Lucas "Lancas" Lacey returns, determined to finally catch Todd. A third character, Mr. Carpenter[Caden Marlowe]seeks revenge for the death of his daughter, Roxy Marlowe, who was a victim in the 2nd game of Tavish Todd.

Emma is a smart teenage girl who is ostracized at school by her brother and his friends for something she did three months ago. She spends most of her time in Blackwood Forest until she encounters a sadistic supernatural clown boy who changes her entire life.

Guys, I mixed chapters 1 and 2. please read cho 2 first til I figure out how to fix this please. - - - - - - - -

At Quezon City High School, excellence is measured by medals, formulas, and quiz bees—not by RPG ranked ladders. Despite being top-ranked in the country for science and engineering, the school has zero tolerance for gaming culture; No clubs. No support. No recognition. Aiden, a quiet but top-performing STEM student, is tired of pretending his passion doesn’t matter. Alongside his best friends—Rei, a robotics prodigy with no filter, and Kenji, a class clown hiding a secret pro-gamer and top of the class alter ego—they escape into Cyber World Online, a full-dive VRMMORPG where skill, strategy, and grit define your worth. But everything changes when they meet Sir Jonas, a misunderstood teacher with a mysterious past and a bold proposal: form QCHS’s first eSports team—and prove to the school, the region, and the nation that gaming is more than a hobby. What starts as secret scrims in a hidden café escalates into high-stakes rivalries, internal struggles, and an all-or-nothing race toward the national VR circuit. With pressure from academics, prejudice from faculty, and threats from elite schools, Aiden and his team must fight for their place—not just in the game, but in a system that refuses to see them. Because sometimes, your real battle begins after you log out.

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# COURSE APRÈS L'ÉPOUSE Su Wan avait aimé Jing Chen pendant dix ans, et elle avait été mariée à lui pendant deux ans. Jing Chen avait toujours été le mari, que ce soit en privé ou en public. Il se souvenait de leur anniversaire et préparait des cadeaux pour elle à chaque occasion spéciale. Elle était la prunelle de ses yeux, et il la traitait comme un trésor précieux. Il aimait son corps au point qu'on pourrait dire qu'il en était obsédé. Cependant, seule Su Wan savait que Jing Chen jouait le rôle du mari parfait parce qu'il était un homme de parole. Elle n'oublierait jamais ce qu'il lui avait dit lorsqu'ils se sont mariés, "Je peux t'épouser, mais j'ai déjà quelqu'un que j'aime. Notre mariage durera trois ans. Trois ans plus tard, c'est toi qui proposeras le divorce à Grand-père." Donc, pour leur deuxième anniversaire, lorsque Jing Chen sortit les papiers du divorce et les mit devant elle, Su Wan ne fut pas surprise. Elle cacha secrètement son test de grossesse. "Bien que ce ne soit pas encore trois ans comme promis, Bai Lian est de retour. Je peux me rattraper auprès de toi," dit Jing Chen. Su Wan acquiesça calmement, "D'accord." "Tu seras celle qui demandera le divorce à Grand-père. Dis-lui que tu as déjà quelqu'un que tu aimes. Même si Grand-père ne veut pas être d'accord, il ne te rejettera pas," dit Jing Chen. Su Wan hocha la tête, "Compris, mais... est-il nécessaire de divorcer ? Et si je disais que nous avons un bébé ?" Jing Chen répondit, "Su Wan, il n'y a pas de si dans mon monde. J'ai toujours pris des mesures contraceptives. Même s'il y a vraiment un accident, je m'assurerai qu'il disparaisse. Je ne laisserai pas ce risque derrière moi." Le jour de son mariage, le bébé de Su Wan est né prématurément. Su Wan a été impliquée dans un accident de voiture, et la scène était remplie de sang. Allongée dans une mare de sang, Su Wan tenait son ventre fermement, désespérée de le protéger. Plus tard, il y eu des rumeurs disant que Jing Chen avait abandonné sa mariée ce jour-là. Il tenait le corps froid de son ex-femme pendant une semaine entière, ne permettant pas qu'il soit enterré. Jing Chen avait perdu la raison. Jusqu'au jour où, un jour, Su Wan passa à côté de lui avec deux adorables bébés...

The footsteps sounded closer, and closer, and closer, until he faintly heard Siri's voice welcoming someone into the house, but before he could open his eyes to see who it was, he felt a large hand gripping his neck, his legs were locked tightly between much larger ones, and, he felt the cold metal of a gun placed directly on his...gun. Zeno quickly opened his eyes from instincts, ready to fight off his attacker, but the moment he did so, he was met with mesmerizing dark grey orbs, staring dangerously at him. The face of his attacker was too close, he couldn't make out his features, but he knew they were sharp, even from a closed look. He didn't bother fighting, he didn't want to lose his junior member down there, and his Nana still expected grandchildren from him. He couldn't disappoint her. "Who. Are. You?" The voice of his attacker was so deep, dark, and commanding. Zeno was a fighter, but he felt a chill run down his spine from the sound of the voice. The hand around Zeno's neck tightened, but he endured it, he was a fighter. Judging by his attacker's looks and actions of confidence, this was his boss. ~~~ After losing his parents and being faced with an unbelievable medical bill, Zeno Evander finds himself working as a Manny for a mysterious Billionaire, but it doesn't last long; after almost being killed by the Mafia billionaire, Zeno swore never to return to that place again. But after a week of escaping the Mafia billionaire, Zeno finds himself kidnapped and Blackmailed into signing a year's contract as the Mafia's Manny and bodyguard. Could Zeno escape his evil and monstrous boss? Or would he be consumed by him? Consumed by the forbidden passion he felt build up between them? Would he risk his life just to experience the burn of forbidden love? After the betrayal from his family, ex-wife, and friend five years ago, Sebastian Orion became a totally different being. He became cold, aloof, and dangerous as he rose to become the most feared Mafia king of the underworld, and everyone who heard his name shivered from fear. He distrusted everyone and hated any form of human relationships, building a thick wall around himself. But, not until his son's manny came into the picture. Zeno irritated him in every way, he hated the mere sight of his bodyguard and would have chosen to kill him if not for the sake of his son. Sebastian always tried to push Zeno away by treating him in the lowest way possible. But when the contract was coming to an end, were his feelings still the same? Or did he suddenly realize that it wasn't only his son that needed Zeno? ~~~ "What are you waiting for? Leave!" Sebastian snarled bitterly. He would have to speak with Butler Nicole to find out why he brought back this stupid clown to his house. He had just returned from yet another trip, just to find this nuisance in his house again. He hated Zeno so much; he was classless and looked extremely dangerous to be near his son; who knew if he was sent as a snitch by an enemy? "I'm sorry, boss, but I can't," Zeno said and stood his ground. Leaving would mean he wanted his Nana to die; no, he'd rather stay here and take all punches that came his way; he was used to it. "What?!" Sebastian couldn't believe that such stupid people were still existing in the world. "I can't leave," Zeno repeated.

After his transmigration into a Victorian-era world, Michael Carter, now under the name Edward Smith, is suddenly recruited by an agent a secret organization—Nightfall Agent, codename CLOWN. Why would Clown choose a man with no skills, no training and nothing left to lose? Who really is Clown? Is it just fate or is Clown up to something. The world is totally unknown to Edward and the darkness in the underworld has now driven Edward in. His life grips suspense as Clown, Edward and his colleagues are now tracing a hitman, to get to his organization. That world was not just a world on the surface, but one in which secrets lurk under darkness

“If the world insists I be a fool, then let it laugh— until the stage collapses beneath them.” — Juno, the Court Jester Jungho was feared across dungeons and frontlines—a cold, calculative SSS-rank Hunter known only as “Ghostblade.” He conquered gates that swallowed armies, buried gods in silence, and never once smiled doing it. But when he was died in his final raid and struck by a collapsing system fragment, he awoke in a different world—forced into a clown’s shoes and bound by a curse that mocks his very soul. Now, in a palace of politics and masks, Jungho builds his power not with swords, but with satire. And when the final act comes, the jester won’t bow. He’ll make the gods laugh—and bleed. ----- This is not a translation of a Korean Webnovel, I personally enjoy reading Korean Webtoons and Webnovels, so this is a novel that took inspiration with those elements.