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The Spoilt Beauty And Her Beasts

Isabella was supposed to be sipping champagne at a luxury spa, not waking up in the middle of a forest. Worse, a SYSTEM had attached itself to her like some clingy ex, spouting nonsense about survival, quests, and—oh, hell no—manual labor. "System, I was NOT built for the wilderness! My ideal ‘roughing it’ experience involves a five-star hotel with bad WiFi!" Now, instead of lounging in silk robes, she’s being ordered to farm? To hunt? "A farming quest? You want me—a city girl—to grow food? System, I once killed a cactus by overwatering it. This is NOT my calling!" And don’t even get her started on the hygiene situation. "You want me to bathe in a cold river? Darling, I require warm water, scented oils, and an ambience! What do I look like—some barbarian?!" Unfortunately, the locals—big, muscular beastmen—don’t seem to understand the concept of self-care. The women? Neglecting their skin like it’s a crime to be radiant. The men? Walking hygiene disasters. "Ladies, if your man can smell you before he sees you, we have a problem." "You see this? This is lotion. It exists so you don’t look like a dried-up leaf. Use it." "A beard should be majestic, not tragic. Let me fix it." And the beastmen? They don’t just stare at her like she’s an oddity. No, they hover. They smirk. They lean in too close, fangs flashing with amusement. "Why do you keep looking at me like that?" she huffed, crossing her arms. The panther grinned, his tail flicking. "Because you’re fascinating when you’re annoyed." No, absolutely not. She was not here for this nonsense. "If you have time to stare, you have time to moisturize." She didn’t ask to be here. She didn’t ask to be their savior. But if she has to suffer through this world, she’s making everyone around her suffer less—through skincare, style, and some serious attitude. "If I hear one more ‘We don’t season our food here,’ I’m launching a war." "If you have time to gossip, you have time to do squats." "You want to impress a woman? Start with not smelling like the battlefield." Survival isn’t just about fighting monsters; it’s about looking good while doing it. So what if the System keeps throwing impossible quests her way? "What do you mean ‘you can’t skip quests’?! Since when?! Where is the skip button?! I demand a skip button!" But somewhere between dodging ridiculous quests and fixing these people’s tragic grooming habits, Isabella found herself in situations. Uncomfortable, heart-racing situations. Like being trapped against a tree by the red python, his red eyes half-lidded as he murmured, "You talk too much, little star. Should I silence you?" Like waking up with the lion lord’s fur-lined cloak draped over her shoulders, his deep voice gruff, "You shiver in your sleep. I’ll fix that." Like the phoenix watching her every move, his burning gaze searing into her skin as he mused, "You cause chaos wherever you go, but I find that I don’t mind." Oh, hell. No. She was not about to fall for four beastmen. She was too pretty for this much stress. "If you insult me again, I’ll make sure your soul needs a beauty upgrade." "I refuse to be disrespected by anyone who dresses like an unwashed tree branch." And yet, when a rival tribe came to challenge her, when danger lurked too close, those same beastmen stood beside her—smirking, taunting, fighting for her. "A beastman growled at me today. I growled back. He ran. I am the alpha now." Isabella isn’t just surviving. She’s thriving. And this world better keep up.
Glimmer_Giggle · 203.4K Views

The Guilded Curse

Chapter 0 – Ashes of a Daughter Place: The Ruined Palace Date: Late winter, Year 768 The palace burned. What once stood tall in white stone and gold banners now crumbled in smoke and ruin. Screams had long faded. Blood dried too fast in the winter wind. The flag of Eltharion lay trampled in the mud, and beneath it all, Vireya stood alone. Her armor was cracked. Her blade, gone. She had killed and bled and shielded—and still, they lost. And yet she stood. On shattered marble steps, her father—the king—watched the last member of his kingdom flicker in the girl before him. He had not fled. He had not begged. But he had not answered her warnings, either. “Do you see it now?” Vireya whispered. Her voice was hoarse from ash and war. “He used us. Everything I said… everything you ignored—” Silence. He didn’t argue. He never had to. He was the king. She was the weapon. She took one step closer. Blood leaked from the cut at her ribs. The world spun. “I’ve fought every battle for you. Spilled every drop they asked.” Her voice softened. “And I came back each time hoping—just hoping—you’d see me.” Still nothing. The wind picked up, bitter and sharp. Her fingers trembled as they reached for her chest plate. She couldn’t breathe. She wasn’t sure she wanted to anymore. “If I were born again,” she said, eyes dull, “would you ever… love me?” He met her gaze, just once. But no answer came. No apology. No denial. Only the quiet shame of a man who realized too late what he had broken. Vireya’s lips trembled with a hollow smile. “That’s what I thought.” Her sword slipped from her hand. “I hope I’m never your daughter again.” And then—her knees gave out. The world tilted. Darkness swelled around the corners of her vision. But just before the fall, she felt arms catch her. Solid, trembling. Too late. She closed her eyes. Place: The Garden of Eltharion Date: Early spring, Year 756 The air was too still. Leaves rustled overhead, casting dappled shadows across her face. The scent of pine and soft earth clung to her skin—but beneath it, the sharp sting of memory. Vireya’s eyes opened slowly. The sky above was too blue. The silence is too clean. No fire. No blood. Her throat ached—dry, parched, and burning like she’d swallowed smoke. She coughed weakly, and her hand flew to her side— But there was no wound. Only the phantom pain of where a blade had once pierced her. The memory of steel sang louder than the wind. She pushed herself upright, limbs trembling. Her body was smaller. Softer. Younger. “No...” The word caught in her throat. Her voice was barely a whisper. The last thing she remembered was dying—falling in her father’s arms after giving up the hope of being loved. And now… this? Footsteps. She flinched instinctively, body coiled for defense. But it was only a girl—barefoot, with soft steps and a plain brown dress. Her maid. Lune. Mute. Loyal. Eyes like dusk, always watching but never judging. Without a word, Lune knelt beside her and gently offered a glass of water. Vireya stared at it for a long moment. In her old life, Lune had been the only one who never asked anything of her. Never spoke behind her back. Never looked away from her. Her fingers shook as she took the cup. The water touched her lips. Cold. Real. “Thank you,” she rasped. Her voice cracked. “You're still here.” Lune only bowed her head, then reached out to brush a leaf from Vireya’s tangled hair. A quiet gesture. Familiar. And just like that, tears pricked behind Vireya’s eyes—but didn’t fall. She drank. Slowly. The water didn't ease the ache in her chest.
Arii_137 · 213 Views

Wizard: The Emperor of Magic.

The sky shimmered with twin suns, casting warm hues over rolling hills and ancient forests. The air itself buzzed with an unseen energy, and the very ground beneath his feet hummed faintly, as if alive with secrets waiting to be unraveled. He blinked against the unfamiliar light, confusion etched across his face. But confusion quickly gave way to awe. A bird soared overhead, trailing glimmers of blue light in its wake. Nearby, a child pointed a finger at a fallen branch, whispering a single word—and the wood floated into the air, spinning gently before settling neatly into a bundle. Magic. It was real. Tangible. Everywhere. In that moment, a hunger was born in him. Not a hunger for food, nor for wealth or fame, but something far deeper—a yearning. A need. An obsession. The magic of this world, this radiant, endless force that danced in the air and bled through every leaf and stone, had sparked something inside him. And each passing day only fanned that flame higher. His only goal became understanding Magic and growing in Magic. It consumed his thoughts. He chased rumors of ancient scrolls, watched from shadows as mages cast their spells, and spent sleepless nights sketching symbols he didn’t yet understand. He would kneel before old statues and listen to forgotten songs, desperate to catch even a whisper of arcane truth. Because he knew—knowledge was the key. The key to understanding this world. The key to understanding Magic. And knowledge… was the key to understanding the Universe.
Alex_kingstone · 9.5K Views

HIS DOE, HIS DAMNATION

Kyoline Diego was born of blood, betrayal, and gunfire. Born of a Respectable Made Man, a child who frightened a few but was cherished by all. Her world was destroyed the day her father was assassinated and her family left for dead. Eighteen and jaded now, Kyoline makes friends with bartending shifts, gun-running, and caring for the siblings nobody else will. Love is not on the agenda—survival is. But there's Tenz Jersey, her mafia beau, all tattoos and broken vows, who kisses like sin and lies like the bible. He gives her protection, passion, and anarchy in equal measure. She tells herself he's enough, that he's the only one capable of making the threat feel like home. Until Isaac. Cold. Deadly. Unapologetically deadly. He grabs her and stuffs her into a black SUV, and claims to be a cop, and whisks her off into a game of questioning, control, and cannoli. Only Isaac's not NYPD—he's the mafia's best hitman. And he's staring at her way too hard. He notices what others do not—her quick wit, her raw edges, the fire she keeps hidden under her golden dresses and guarded smiles. He is not trying to save her. He wishes to see how far she will go to save herself. Now Kyoline is caught between two men who both report to the same violent underworld—and both want her for different reasons. One wants to cage her up. The other wants to burn her alive. But the mafia doesn't believe in love. The mafia believes in loyalty. And Kyoline's loyalty might cost her everything—her heart, her freedom, and maybe even her life. In a world where love is poison and trust is a weapon, one girl must decide if she's a pawn in their game… or the queen who burns their kingdom to ashes.
Daniel_Frank_2299 · 8.6K Views

OutCasted

Shinji Tsukishima "Discipline meets desperation." A 19-year-old Japanese-Filipino cadet, Shinji was in his second year at a military college in Atlanta when the Flu outbreak turned the world into chaos. Trained in tactics and survival, he lost contact with his family in Osaka. With dual hatchets in hand and a relentless drive, Shinji fights not just to survive—but to prove he was ready for war before it began. --- Heidi Volnova "From saving lives to taking them." A recent nursing graduate from Russia, Heidi moved to Canada for a medical internship just two weeks before the world fell apart. Calm under pressure and well-versed in emergency procedures, she quickly adapted to survival. With an AK-47 and a medic’s focus, she balances empathy and efficiency like a field surgeon in a war zone. --- Clyde Rourke "He lost the world, not the fight." A seasoned NYPD officer, Clyde was the definition of grit. He sent his wife and two children on a vacation to the Philippines just days before the Flu swept the States. With no way to reach them, he’s driven by hope and hardened by loss. Twin machetes now act as his badge and baton in a lawless world. --- Miko Tanaka "Accountant by plan, survivor by force." Miko, an 18-year-old full-blooded Japanese freshman studying accountancy in New Jersey, had a simple dream—graduate, get a job, and return to Tokyo. That dream died with society. Resourceful and surprisingly precise, she crafted a homemade bow and wields a rusted katana she found in a collector’s house. She may be quiet, but she’s deadlier than she looks. --- Together, they are the OutCasted—strangers with nothing in common except their will to survive.
GINRAKU · 1.6K Views

Phantom Weaver of the Veiled Eclipse

Inola was just your typical beast kin orphan—ears too sharp, stomach too empty, and dreams far too big for the crumbling orphanage she called home. The place was run by a greasy baron with a combover and a crooked smile, who made sure the kids knew the value of silence, obedience, and cheap labor. But today—today was her thirteenth birthday. And somehow, today also happened to be the day she found herself standing in a line stretching halfway across the capital, clutching a ticket made of black silk and gilded gold leaf. Her fingers trembled just holding it. Everyone else in line stared like she’d grown wings and started breathing fire. She still didn’t know how this happened. All she did was help a sweet old lady cross the road yesterday. The carts had been fast, the rain had been pouring, and she’d nearly slipped twice. But the old lady had smiled, warm as cinnamon bread, and handed her the strange ticket without another word before disappearing into the alleyways. It wasn’t until this morning that Inola learned who that old woman was. The former Queen of Vaerindale. Disguised and wandering the city for her own mysterious reasons. And that ticket? A personal invitation—one of only thirteen—to enter the newly discovered Mythic Dungeon before anyone else. A dungeon no one had survived exploring. A dungeon rumored to contain Essence Stones—ancient artifacts of unimaginable power, used to forge custom classes with limitless potential. And Inola, ragged boots and patched coat and all, was going in as a scout. Well… whatever. Life hadn’t exactly offered her many handouts before, so this? This was a miracle. And she wasn’t about to waste it. Her claws flexed. Her tail twitched with anticipation. “I’m going to make a better life for myself. Even if I have to claw it out of the dungeon with my bare hands.” Read as this fox kin becomes the most powerful illusion-type classer as she masters how to bend reality with her Phantom Weaver of the Veiled Eclipse class.
Bearly_Here · 5.2K Views

QT: Help! My host is out of control!

All Leaf knows is to endure. It took her centuries to reach her current state. Just as she decided to go on a long-awaited vacation from her arduous existence, an unassuming void appeared in front of her, capturing her soul and plunging her into unconsciousness. When she regained consciousness, a voice reverberated in her mind. Zero: “Binding 100% complete. Congratulations, host. I am System Zero, at your service. You are compelled to navigate predetermined Mission Worlds, executing tasks under the directives of the God System.” Leaf: "And what if I refuse?” Zero: “Death penalty.” Leaf: "...Well, sh*t." ...a few worlds later Zero: "Host, please do not do this...." Leaf: "This is just karma and call me 'Master'" Suddenly a jealous figure grabbed Zero in the head and threw it in an uncharted void... Zero: "Master! Help!" Zeres: "Wife, stop playing with your toy and ...." Zeres's voice got muffled while engulfing his proclaimed wife with darkness until they disappeared and went to who knows where. +++++ Schedule: Will be back this August 2025! - 1 chapter per day - 1500 plus words per chapter - Every 0400 hrs (GMT+8) Arc 1: - Volume 1: In progress +++++ Please do leave a paragraph or chapter comment in any form before you leave. Stay Safe and Healthy! Thank You for Dropping By! +++++ Additional Tags: #OVERPOWERED_PROTAGONIST #CULTIVATION #SUPERNATURAL #MATURE #BL #PSYCHOLOGICAL #SCI_FI #APOCALYPSE Temporary AI Cover~
Zpine_ · 120.7K Views

Four Split Personalities

Battling an unusual form of personality dissociation, Motan admits to feeling the weight of immense pressure bearing down on him. Amidst this turmoil, he finds solace in a virtual escape called "The Realm of Innocence," a game that has become his sanctuary from stress. In the realm where ambiguity reigns, Motan's behavior is unpredictable and impetuous, making him the instigator and mastermind behind myriad events that spiral out of control. Yet, within the sphere of virtue, his resilience and courage shine through, earning him the admiration of many who see him as the epitome of a righteous knight and a fair judge. When dwelling in the balance of absolute neutrality, he adopts a demeanor of modesty and lethargy, mirroring the ordinary essence of every soul. Conversely, in the domain of chaotic evil, he transforms into a figure of madness and cruelty, embodying the very essence of a demon and deceiver, showing kindness only to himself. "Tan Mo is the most extraordinary Bard I have ever encountered, though he is... perplexing, to say the least," comments Countess Leisha, reflecting on his complex nature. "Mor is a man of distinguished integrity! Having met him just once, I am convinced that he is someone one can confidently turn their back to," declares Gwen, the leader of the Rose Rot, acknowledging his noble character. "If you're in search of the ideal neighbor, look no further than Hei Fan," recommends Alchemist Luna, suggesting his suitability for companionship. Yet, amidst these varied testimonies, a warning resonates, "Don't talk about that man!" indicating a mysterious, perhaps darker aspect of his persona that remains unexplored.
Micro-leaf Paulownia · 427.4K Views

Echoes of an Empire

Synopsis of Echoes of an Empire Echoes of an Empire is a historical novel chronicling the rise, dominance, and eventual decline of Pakistan’s most influential business empires. Spanning over a century, it tells the intertwined stories of six prominent business families: the Adamjee Group, Hashwani Group, Saigol Group, Fateh Group, Kohinoor Maple Leaf Group, and Ittefaq Group. Each of these families played a pivotal role in shaping Pakistan’s economic landscape, their successes symbolizing the nation’s industrial progress and their struggles reflecting its political and social turbulence. Echoes of an Empire is a gripping historical novel that chronicles the rise and fall of Pakistan’s most influential business empires: the Adamjee, Hashwani, Saigol, Fateh, Kohinoor Maple Leaf, and Ittefaq groups. Spanning over a century, the novel weaves together the personal struggles, family conflicts, and ambitious dreams of these business dynasties as they navigate the country’s shifting political and economic landscape. From the Adamjee Group’s pioneering role in the textile and jute industries to the Ittefaq Group’s dominance in steel and their complex ties with politics, the novel captures the highs and lows of entrepreneurial ambition. With political upheavals, nationalization, and internal family rivalries threatening their legacies, these families face immense challenges as they strive to maintain their empires. At its core, Echoes of an Empire is a tale of resilience, sacrifice, and the enduring impact of these industrial giants on Pakistan’s economy. It offers a compelling exploration of ambition, legacy, and the intricate relationship between business and politics, leaving readers to ponder the cost of power and the legacy of those who shaped the nation’s industrial future. --- The Hashwani Group: Building a Hospitality Empire Next, the novel delves into the journey of Sadruddin Hashwani, a dynamic entrepreneur who transformed his modest cotton trading business into a hospitality powerhouse. The Hashwani Group became synonymous with luxury through its Pearl-Continental and Marriott hotel chains, redefining Pakistan’s tourism industry. Set against the backdrop of political instability and terrorism in the 1980s and 1990s, the Hashwani family’s resilience shines through. The narrative captures their ability to navigate crises while maintaining their business integrity, symbolizing Pakistan’s potential for perseverance and excellence. --- The Saigol Group: Innovators in Industry The Saigol Group emerges as a beacon of industrial innovation. Originating in the early 20th century, the family expanded from textiles into chemicals, electronics, and power generation. Their establishment of Pak Elektron Limited (PEL) marked a significant milestone in Pakistan’s industrialization. Through the Saigol family’s story, the novel examines the balance between tradition and modernization. Internal family dynamics, generational clashes over business strategies, and the challenges of staying competitive in a rapidly evolving market are central themes. The Saigols’ narrative underscores the importance of innovation and adaptability in sustaining long-term success. --- The Fateh Group: Titans of Textile The Fateh Group, founded by Haji Mohammad Ilyas, became a leading textile manufacturer in the 1950s, contributing significantly to Pakistan’s export economy. Their commitment to quality and innovation allowed them to dominate the textile sector for decades. However, financial mismanagement and external economic pressures in the 1990s led to their decline. The novel portrays the family’s struggle to maintain their legacy amidst mounting debts and internal disagreements. It serves as a cautionary tale about the perils of over-expansion and the importance of strategic foresight in business. --- The Kohinoor Maple Leaf Group: Masters of Diversification The Kohinoor Maple Leaf Group, spearhead
FarheenSadiq · 76.8K Views

I Have Become the Villain’s Daughter

The villain Lu Junhan was a malevolent and sly man. There was no crime that he had not done, and there was no one that did not fear him in Hai City. In the end however, he died in the hands of the male lead, and became the largest joke within the high society in Hai City. The princess of the Koi Tribe wanted to change this terrible ending, and did everything she could to reincarnate into Lu Junhan’s biological daughter, Lu Li. The three-year-old-and-a-half tightened her fist. “I will protect my daddy’s life! No one can bully him!” Everyone’s face turned pale. Who was bullying who, really?! And then… Lu Junhan ordered, “Take off his clothes and throw him into the pool!” Lu Li said, “Daddy, let me! I know how to take people's clothes off.” Lu Junhan was speechless. Lu Junhan stopped, and said, “Taking off his clothes might make you get some eye disease. Fine, cut off his hand-” Before he could even finish, Lu Li unsheathed an extremely sharp blade. “Daddy, let me! I know how to do this too!” Lu Junhan was speechless again. Afterward, a reporter interviewed him to ask, “Mr. Lu, may I ask what made you turn over a new leaf and vow to be a good man?” Lu Junhan simply smiled without saying anything. To give his daughter a good environment to grow up, he had to hide all his darkness and violence in his closet, so that he could be a good example for his daughter and make sure that she didn’t steer off into a strange path, as well as stop her from being cheated by others! However who knew that as careful as he was, his baby girl that he had taken every precaution to raise would be brought home by a little demon king! The little demon king who has always been malevolent, violent, and cared for nothing put on his kind face. “Lili, they all say that you like good people. Do I look like a good person now?”
Qu Xiaoxi · 431.4K Views

Business Tycoon vs. Drama Queen Star

Luo Tiantian sacrifices herself to save Bai Yueguang, only to wake up in the novel her best friend had written as a prank. The best friend of the original owner of this body has gotten plastic surgery to take her place, snatching everything she had. She has even been imprisoned for ten years! To avoid a tragic end, Luo Tiantian clings on to the greatest boss in the novel. After she shoots to fame overnight, the internet is teeming with curses toward her, claiming how she had undergone plastic surgery, was one to put on airs, and was being kept as a mistress… She doesn’t even have any time to respond before the female lead’s lackeys suddenly change their stances. Her eldest brother, a CEO: “She has the Luo Corporation backing her. Miss Luo doesn’t need a sugar daddy.” Luo Tiantian’s expression darkens. “Scram! Don’t provoke me!” Her second brother, a forensic pathologist: “As someone working in forensics, I can confirm that my younger sister is a natural beauty. She’s never had any plastic surgery done.” Luo Tiantian sneered. “Who are you?” The movie star: “Tiantian, you’re my fiancée. How could you live with another man?” Luo Tiantian stares at that stupid face. “You?” - The moment she returns home, Luo Tiantian tones down immediately. Her boss glances at Luo Tiantian with what seems like a smile. “An orphan?” Luo Tiantian nods innocently. “Yes, my entire family’s dead. I’m the only one left.” Her boss raises his eyebrow. “A fiancé?” Luo Tiantian quickly shakes her head. “No, no. That’s nothing more than a rumor. You’re the only one in my heart!” - From then on, the big boss undergoes a drastic change and becomes henpecked. He gazes at her affectionately. “Little friend, you’re toxic, but you’re my antidote.”
Fallen Leaf Turned Loner · 341.2K Views

Sovereign of Strings

In the weakest kingdom of Arcadia on the continent of Aerion, the acting head of the Mage Guild, Darius, receives Quentin Shaw, a mysterious elder Lute Magus from the Sanctum. Appointed as the new guild master, Quentin also seeks a successor. In Lunaria, Quentin encounters Maya Leaf holding her newborn son, Evan Young. The baby is born with only eight fingers (missing pinkies). Quentin sees this as a perfect trait for cultivating the Innocent Heart Core, the supreme lute magic technique, as pinkies are unused in playing. He follows Maya to the Emerald Canopy to meet the baby’s grandfather, Yale Leaf, head of the Bamboo Sect. Old friends Quentin and Yale negotiate. Quentin proposes taking Evan as his disciple to teach lute magic. His revolutionary idea is to combine the Innocent Heart Core with Bamboo Aura, creating an unprecedented fusion (“Lute-Bamboo Unity”) to potentially surpass Amethyst rank and challenge the Sanctum’s Seven Pagodas. Yale agrees after securing promises about the Five Sovereigns (legendary lutes) and Evan’s future role as heir to both sects, provided his primary identity remains with the Bamboo Sect until success. Evan grows up in seclusion within the Emerald Canopy. He befriends a silent, enigmatic purple-haired boy named Zander, who becomes his constant companion and audience. Under Quentin’s lute melodies and Yale’s aura guidance, Evan masters the Innocent Heart Core to its ninth tier. Sixteen years later, Evan, having perfected the Innocent Heart Core, prepares to leave for the distant Milan Institute per Quentin’s plan. Accompanied by Zander, he visits the Lunaria Mage Guild for documents and his Crimson mage badge. There, they confront Rufus, an Azure Archmage leading a delegation from Poland seeking to poach mages. Evan, wielding his lute’s mesmerizing power and the deadly Sonic Edge technique taught by Quentin, stuns everyone by effortlessly defeating Rufus and his five companions. While procuring supplies in Roll City, Evan’s kindness is exploited by a street urchin who steals his Spatial Ring containing the Five Sovereigns, funds, and his institute letter. Simultaneously, Zander spots a lion-man from the Northern Wastes, causing him visible distress. Zander decides he must leave Evan temporarily to handle urgent business. He gives Evan the map to Milan, promising to find him at the institute later. Stripped of his possessions and sole companion, Evan sets out alone on the uncertain journey northward, guided only by the map.
wu2058 · 15.8K Views

Between Two Goals

To his teachers and his devoted single mother, Kai Anargya is the perfect son and a model student. A physics prodigy at his prestigious Indonesian high school, he is on a clear and direct path to becoming a doctor, fulfilling the dreams his mother has sacrificed everything for. His life is a carefully constructed world of perfect scores, academic olympiads, and unwavering discipline. But every afternoon, Kai leads a secret second life. Away from the sterile world of academia, he trades his neat uniform for the number 10 jersey of his school's football team. On the dusty, imperfect pitch, he is not the quiet genius, but an intuitive and brilliant playmaker—the heart of the team and the engine for their ambitions in the upcoming Student Cup. Football is the only place where he feels truly alive, the only world where his heart overrules his head. This delicate balance is shattered when his mother discovers his secret. Haunted by the memory of Kai's father, a former footballer whose career and life were ruined by a devastating injury, she forbids him from playing. She forces him to make an impossible choice: abandon the 'meaningless' game of football or risk losing her support and the bright future she has meticulously planned for him. With the biggest tournament of his high school career just days away, Kai is trapped. His team, led by his best friend Bima, is counting on him. His mother is watching his every move. He is torn between loyalty to his mother's dream and loyalty to his own. As he navigates a dangerous web of lies and secret practices, Kai must decide which goal is more important: the one his mother has set for his future, or the one he is destined to score on the pitch.
lukiikii · 3.5K Views
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