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Senior Server Felix stood at the front of the church, his voice steady and solemn as he greeted the congregation. “Our help is in the name of the Lord,” he intoned. “Who made Heaven and Earth,” the people responded in unison, their voices matching his reverent tone. “Today, we initiate new members into this divine and holy Order,” Felix continued. “Today, we welcome new brethren into the bosom of our Lord Jesus Christ.” At the back of the church, Louis sat on one of the few single chairs, his posture slightly slouched as his focus remained on a sheet of music in his hands. The title read, "Brightest and Best – Key of A-flat." 'Why didn’t Gramps give me an F or G? A-flat is so difficult, and I only have three days to finish it,' he grumbled silently, his brow furrowing in frustration. But he dared not voice his complaints. He could already imagine his grandfather assigning him even more difficult pieces—F-sharps and endless A-flats—as punishment. From the front of the church, a serene voice called out, “Harry! Step forward!” Louis glanced up, momentarily pulled from his inner musings. His eyes landed on a girl stepping forward from the pews. She had black hair neatly styled in a bun and striking green eyes that seemed to shine with warmth and composure. Dressed in a modest brown dress and black sandals, with a rosary resting gracefully around her neck, she exuded a calm, dignified presence. Her tanned skin and graceful demeanor only added to the aura of reverence surrounding her, befitting an Altar server. 'Sigh,' Louis thought as he brushed a hand through his white hair, his blue eyes softening with a mix of admiration and envy. 'I wonder what it’s like to be an Altar server. They all seem so pure and divine… and powerful.' Just as he returned his attention to his music, a calm, gentlemanly voice spoke beside him. “You could also be an Altar server, if you’re interested.” “Huh?” Louis blurted out, snapping his head to the side. But no one was there. “What in the name of Jesus is going on here?” he muttered, glancing nervously around. “At least you know my name,” the voice replied again, seemingly amused. “What?” Louis whispered, his heart beginning to race. "I'm certain you will be a good server," the voice said, calm yet enigmatic. Louis narrowed his eyes, still searching for its source. "Who are you?" "I have many personalities. I have many names," the voice replied with an air of mystery. "It’s your choice which one you accept." "You’re not making any sense," Louis muttered, growing more unsettled. "Blessed are those who have not seen but believed…" Before Louis could respond, his vision blurred, and the world around him seemed to melt away. He jolted awake, gasping for air. His hands clutched the crumpled sheet of music, its corners bent from his restless grip. His head teetered precariously over the edge of his bed, a faint ache in his neck reminding him of the awkward position he’d been in. "Holy Mother of Jesus!" he exclaimed as he lost his balance, tumbling off the bed in a heap of blankets and scattered papers.

I walked slowly down the hall of the ceremonial Chambers towards the priest, standing on the grand stage. Today, is my coronation, and I will inherit the plug of lust, and along with it I will be bestowed my very own system made just for me by the dragon God him self! as I approached the ceremonial throne, I laid down face first on it and lifted my tail and spread my legs, giving an unhindered view of my anus to the nobles sitting in the pew below, eagerly awaiting. I squirmed as the priest grabbed my tail and prepared to penetrate me with the plug of lust that was levitating only a few inches away from my ass. the priest spoke to day you all gather here to witness the coronation of her highness Isobel Claymoore. Of the lust-more house hold now you All shall behold, as her highness is penetrated by the plug of lust, and is bestowed with a great power! I screamed, feeling the royal plug force its way inside of me after a few seconds of pure agony. I felt the plug dissolve into me, and with that came pleasure like I had never felt before surge from my anus to throughout. My entire body ding [system-activated]

Devasted by an abrupt evolution that ushered in a new world. Humanity is faced with a difficult challenge of adapting and changing their ways and beliefs. Leaving your friends behind for strength or when in the face of danger is almost a natural decision now. The discovery of beast taming is all that kept some of them alive and sane. However, how will this discovery change the behaviours of humankind? Lachlan is a unique individual with a unique and mysterious background, he encounters many strange people and grows throughout his journey. But at the end of the day, he has one mission; to gain knowledge and strength to survive and even reign at the top of the world. Making friends and foes along the way. -------------------------------------------------- The current release schedule is going to be: 7 Chapters every week Should this novel get into the ranks I'll create more chapters per week. Also, there's little bonus chapters for a certain number of Power Stones. Ranks: Top 50 - 9 Chapters per week Top 10 - 11 Chapters per week Top 5 - 13 Chapters pew week

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”Not everything is as it seems. You may just think, just one time, everything is alright, You have the right friends, everything is going perfectly. You will never get stabbed in the back again. But, it’s not always true. I had to learn that the hard way. Sometimes not everything is how you want it. Not everything is perfect and, most importantly, don't always trust the people you are close to. Because you know, keep your friends close and your enemy's closer. Everyone knows that saying, I'd stick by it if you want to survive in the world you are about to be sucked into.” Blackness. Everything is black. I can't see anything. There a light awhile away. I want to go to it but I can't. I can't get up, I have no strength. Am I dead? I can't be. I was just alive. People always talk about death is being in a dark place with a light at the end of the tunnel. Maybe I am dead. But I don't want to be. I want to go back to my friends, my family. I want to go back. But, I guess I can't. Not in the place I am in right now. It's impossible. Feeling the strength leave my body, my eyes close and then there's darkness, no light at the end of the tunnel. Is this it for me?

After a princess unveils something that could change her realm forever, she meets a mysterious boy. Together they set out on an adventure to discover the hidden secrets their realm has. Will their realm fall to the ground? Or will the princess and this boy manage to save it?

Menceritakan Arthur Jacobson, seorang manusia yang terlahir kembali menjadi Serigala Besar di dunia dengan tingkat Teknologi menakjubkan. Dari mana asal Teknologi itu? Perjalanan antar Galaxy? Manusia telah punah? Apa itu, Energi Alam? Ikuti petualangan Arthur dalam mengungkap tidak hanya kebenaran dunia ini tapi juga kebenaran seluruh Alam Semesta. NOTE : Yang sudah baca komen dong kurangnya apa ..

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The story's following Arthur Jacobson, a human who is reborn as a Wolf with Canis Dirus type in a world than has Amazing Level of Technology. Where did the Technology come from? Traveling between Galaxy? Are humans extinct? What, Natural Energy? Follow Arthur's adventure in uncovering not only the truth of this world but also the truth of the entire Universe.

Follow our father, as he rapes this beauty... and kills an Immortal. Pew pew! Who dares to mess with me?! I'll fucking fuck you bitch!

When an angel has fallen due to unjust means, what consequences does this lead to? A battle between the ones embraced by light and the one who is embracing the dark. Sounds like a stereotypical story I know, but please give it a read ! ! Thank you !

A heat burst in Blythe’s chest as she locked lips with the powerful man. His mouth was gentle and slow, almost softly and carefully tasting her but the grip on her waist was strong and tight, holding her close. She gasped when their lips parted and his eyes searched her face for a moment before his expression returned to being as emotionless as they had been before. Blythe collected herself before glancing over at the royal family that sat in the pews. Her parents and siblings all sat in the front as well, her mother in happy tears. There were happy cheers going through the Cathedral. She managed a shy smile as she took her new husband’s arm and gently descended the stairs, her heart racing from the kiss. All of the tumultuous thoughts that had occupied her mind had cleared in an instant when her groom had reached for her and drawn her close. Blythe blushed as the two walked up the aisle to leave the church. She couldn’t handle looking up to meet the man’s eyes. A week before, when one of the three princes, Augustus had visited to ask if she would marry his younger brother in a purely contractual arrangement, she had been very firm in a no, agreeing only after he had offered to take care of her family. Now, a week later, she had fallen hopelessly in love with the mysterious, kind and powerful Prince Elliot who was fighting to keep his younger brother off the throne. Blythe Gardenlight has just married into the Royal Family, a family greatly loved by the people of her kingdom. Her guise, however, is not entirely herself. Although knowing, entering into an entirely new world wouldn't be easy, she had not counted on the scheming sister-in-law, the various power plays and the jealousies that would be out to ruin her. Will Blythe's husband take the throne or will it go to his scheming brother, Cecil and his wife, Blythe's husband's ex-fiancee?

Clément Ernest Durand Corbin is a kind-hearted and pious friar whose only wish is to witness and participate in the cohabitation and shared prosperity of the four factions; such a shame it is, then, that fate has chosen him to be its undoing. In the kingdom of Lérèves, humanity has found itself under the boot of Angel, Devil, and Mystic alike for no less than three straight decades, and tensions are only growing higher. In these desperate times, they look to the selections, ceremonies in which the great souls of the ancients cast their blessings upon mankind and offer them a fighting chance in the presence of their seemingly insurmountable foes. What’s a friar to do when that blessing falls upon him? When his rosaries and hymns are replaced with a sword and a shield? When the quiet pews and humble prayers are replaced with roaring crowds and bloodthirsty chanting? Worse yet, what to do when he finds love in the arms of one who should be considered his enemy? A dark and painful past behind him, and an uncertain and bloody future in front of him, Clément will have to make a choice: yield to destiny and prolong the bloodied cycle, or take a chance and carve a new path out from the unknown.