Downpour Traduzione

At the age of 16, Bian Yue became an orphan, inheriting a massive fortune from her family and becoming the wealthiest young heiress in Xiangjiang. The Li family, close friends with the Bian family, took pity on her and brought her to their home. Upon first meeting Li Siheng, he approached her past rows of black-suited bodyguards and tenderly offered to take her home, a gesture that would captivate her heart for a lifetime. At 22, Bian Yue managed to marry Li Siheng, but under the dim lights, he, with an indifferent tone, confessed his change of heart. Determined to part gracefully, Bian Yue resolved to give Li Siheng a decent break-up. * Xiangjiang's newspapers headline the daily news, reporting that Shen Jin, the head of the Shen family, frequently visits temples due to a terminal illness and is on his deathbed. People applaud behind closed doors, citing his ruthless actions as karma. Seeing this, Bian Yue devises a plan. During a continuous downpour in Xiangjiang, Bian Yue sits in the Shen residence, drenched. In the dim light, she sees the distinctly elegant and captivating Shen Jin and hesitantly proposes marriage, to which he coldly agrees. Their marriage is hastily arranged, stirring public uproar. * Meeting Li Siheng again after her marriage, Bian Yue takes shelter from the rain. Li Siheng rushes out of his car and runs to her, desperately holding her hand and pleading for a divorce so he could marry her. That night, Shen Jin, who was abroad, returns instantly upon hearing the news and confronts Bian Yue, who had just come home. Lighting a cigarette, he casts a more enchanting silhouette against the night, kissing her fiercely. He promises that the rainy season in the harbour city will end, and he will also wait for her return home.

Content Warning: This novel contains graphic depictions of violence, gore, and explicit erotic scenes. Reader discretion is strongly advised. A storm was supposed to be nothing more than an inconvenience. When Zixuan and her friends take shelter in an abandoned bus station to escape the sudden downpour, they believe they’re simply waiting for the rain to pass. But as the hours stretch on and the exits vanish, it becomes clear that this station isn’t just deserted—it’s a trap. Doors begin to appear where there were none before. Strange, cold hallways beckon. Each door they open pulls them deeper into a maze of shifting realities and forgotten memories, forcing them to confront scenes from a past they don’t remember living—haunting echoes of pain, betrayal, desire, and death. As paranoia sets in and the group begins to unravel, Zixuan realizes the truth is more horrifying than she imagined: they have been here before. This place knows them. It remembers everything they tried to forget. And someone, or something is orchestrating each cruel revelation with precision. Why were their memories taken? What really happened here? And what will be left of them once every door is opened? Let Me Out is a visceral, mind-bending descent into trauma, guilt, and twisted desire—where the past won’t stay buried, and the only way out is through the truth they were never meant to forget—but then one of them broke the rule.

I find my place In between your arms, In between your tender kisses And soft whispers of 'it will be alright', In between the warmth of your embrace, I find my place lost inside your soul. Anastasia Prescott (19 years) An alluring and a naive girl who once lost her little world thrives to set everything right in her life at her own terms and wishes. Always shielded from the harshness of the world, she is the epitome of innocence, unaware of the evils that linger around her under the protection of her loved ones. However, she's determined to come out of her shell to experience everything that has been kept away from her whether good or bad, to fulfill her every dream and aspiration, to feel love and much more. What happen when she meets someone who is her exact contrast? Ashton Watson (26 years) An ambitious and a thriving businessman at day and a hard-hearted Casanova at night. He likes to play whether it's business or women. Drowned in a never ending darkness, his world is filled with hate, fury and vengeance. What happen when he meets someone who is his exact contrast? What happens when simplicity meets complexity? Join the journey of Anastasia and Ashton to unfold their chemistry who are different like poles apart yet so much similar. Join the journey of their unconditional love followed by the heart-rending separation that will throb your heart with varied emotions. Join the journey of their intimate love to witness them to become the light of each other's souls. #Excerpt 1 "Do it Ashton. Let it go and free yourself. I am here to hold your hand if you need me. I promise. " He looked at her outstretched hand towards him. They were drenched in the heavy downpour indicating a storm on its way but it wasn't as huge as the storm that had started whirling in his heart. He clenched his fists, reminding himself that he was not weak and he'd never let anyone see him vulnerable. But the way she spoke made him realize that she was right. He was avoiding the obvious since so long for he couldn't quite handle the thought of being vulnerable to anyone. For once, he wanted to feel the peace that had escaped his soul since long. #Excerpt 2 "There are people around. Please, leave it", she pleaded, discreetly looking around the curious throng. "Relax! It's just your shoelaces", he replied disregarding those gazes.

(Author & Translator Credits Included) Title: Probability Control System Original Title: 概率控制系统 (by 道存我心) Refined by: Cryzo_Sage -filtering raw scans into binge- worthy English! Lin Yu’s life was a mess of takeout boxes and unpaid rent-until he accidentally broke reality. Now, armed with the Probability Control System, he can turn "impossible" into "trivial": stop rainstorms, dodge death, or win billions… as long as the universe doesn’t strike back. Plot Summary: When a cosmic glitch installs the Probability Control System into Lin Yu’s brain, he gains a godlike power: tweak the odds of anything. But reality isn’t a video game-every edit spawns chaos. Time-looped assassins, rogue AI overlords, and alternate selves who want him dead become his new normal. As Lin Yu juggles godhood and his crippling laziness, the system whispers a darker truth: it wants him to break existence. Now, he must outsmart dimensions glitching at his touch, resist the system’s corrosive influence, and somehow keep his favorite ramen shop from vanishing into paradox. Themes: Power vs. Identity: Can a guy who forgets to do laundry stay human while wielding omnipotence? Chaos Theory Gone Wrong: Every “small edit” avalanches into apocalypse. Who’s the Tool? The system helps, hunts, and haunts him-but who’s really in control? Why Read? ✔️ Relatable MC: A lazy underdog who’d rather nap than save the multiverse. ✔️ Unpredictable Chaos: Probability-warping = infinite “WTF?!” moments. ✔️ Humor & Heart: From goofy mishaps to existential gut-punches. Author & Translator Notes: Original Author: 道存我心 (crafts mind-bending Chinese webnovels) Translator: Cryzo_Sage (bridging language gaps with clarity and flair!) Final Line: “Host, you’ve cracked the code of reality. Now, survive what comes next.” Chapter 1 Preview Addendum: “Wait, you’re saying I can stop the rain?” Lin Yu grinned. [Probability Adjusted: 21.65% → 100%] The downpour ceased. His balcony dried. Then the sky cracked open-and something stared back. Translator’s Note: Yes, that “something” ruins everything. Buckle up. Tags: #ProbabilityControl #Multiverse #SystemNovel #Translated #ChaosComedy #ReluctantGod #TimeLoops #AI #ExistentialCrisis #Bingeable SEO & App Optimization: Transparency: Clearly credits original author while marketing your translation expertise. Dual Appeal: Targets fans of Chinese webnovels and English-speaking system/genre fans. Positions you as a “curator” of hidden gems for global readers. Why This Works: ✅ Trust-Building: Credits original creator upfront, avoiding “stolen translation” optics. ✅ Visibility: Uses tags like #Translated to attract both language-specific and general readers. ✅ Clarity: Balances culturally specific terms (e.g., "system novel") with universal hooks. Need adjustments? I can refine tone, pacing, or cultural/localization references! Example: Add a playful “Translator’s Corner” section at chapter ends to explain puns/cultural nuances.

The story unfolds in **Qinghe Village**, a remote mountain settlement in modern-day southwestern China. Nestled among verdant peaks, this tight-knit community with unspoiled customs grapples with crumbling infrastructure, barren lands, and a dire lack of medical resources. Protagonist **Xu Ling**, orphaned in childhood and raised collectively by villagers, returns after graduating from an urban medical college, disillusioned by systemic corruption in city hospitals. His life pivots when a centuries-old ancestral tablet strikes his head during a housecleaning ritual, awakening his family’s lost legacy: the **《Shennong Medical Codex》**, a sacred text of ancient healing wisdom. **Opening (Prologue): On a sweltering summer night, Xu Ling is summoned by his widowed neighbor **Liu Shuxiang** under the pretext of treating her "chest discomfort." During the charged consultation, Liu reveals her plight: local tyrant **Ma Erwang** threatens to seize her land unless she pays extortionate "protection fees." Though morally outraged, Xu Ling’s rudimentary medical skills and social insignificance leave him powerless. The next day, Ma’s thugs demolish Liu’s vegetable plot. Xu’s attempt to intervene ends in a near-fatal beating. At death’s door, hieroglyphic passages from the *Shennong Medical Codex* materialize in his mind. Guided by instinct, he revives himself through emergency acupuncture, formally inheriting the Divine Physician’s mantle. **Core Conflicts: 1. **External Struggles: - **Tyranny & Exploitation**: Ma Erwang, backed by corrupt officials like Town Chief Lu Wanli, monopolizes village resources through violence, land grabs, and collusion with pharmaceutical polluters. - **Healthcare Crisis**: Villagers’ reliance on superstitious remedies and financial barriers to urban hospitals trap them in cycles of preventable suffering. Xu Ling must revitalize traditional medicine to combat systemic inequities. 2. **Internal Turmoil: - **Legacy vs. Desire**: Xu Ling navigates tensions between healing duties and personal aspirations, particularly in romantic entanglements with village belle **Fang Wenwen** and idealistic teacher **Qin Suyue**, who challenge his commitment to rural life. - **Ethical Ambiguities**: The *Shennong Codex*’s forbidden techniques—poison antidotes, geomancy rituals—force him to tread murky moral terrain. **Resolution: Rejecting lucrative urban hospital offers, Xu Ling establishes a grassroots TCM clinic and pioneers a "healing agriculture" model, empowering villagers through medicinal crop cultivation. His union with Fang Wenwen symbolizes their shared guardianship of the land. In the denouement, as he re-consecrates the ancestral tablet, Xu muses: *"A healer mends bodies, not worlds—yet how can one save lives without first defending the soil that nurtures them?" --- **Pivotal Scenes: - **Threshold Moment**: Xu’s flustered focus during Liu’s treatment—a mix of sweat and jasmine perfume—humanizes his saintly persona. - **Ancestral Awakening**: Near-death visions reveal lineage heroes—a Qing-era forebear curing malaria with arsenic, a WWII ancestor saving soldiers with battlefield herbs. - **Ecological Triumph**: Villagers digging emergency channels during torrential downpours to divert toxic effluents, then purging rivers with a *"Hundred Herbs Elixir"*—echoing Liu’s husband’s flood-related demise.

Christine is used to facing life with the strength of someone who turns vulnerability into resilience. From the loss of her mother to everyday injustices, she has always strived to weather life’s storms with courage, even when her soul feels weary. Now, as she embarks on a new chapter of her life—one where independence brings its own challenges and heartbreak—fate begins to weave threads she could never have imagined. A fleeting encounter with a charming young man on a bus and a brief exchange of glances ignite a spark within Christine, one she doesn’t quite know how to extinguish. Yet life, much like the rain that begins with soft droplets before transforming into a downpour, has its own mysterious ways of guiding us. Christine never expected to see that same young man on the balcony next door, especially under such peculiar circumstances. What secrets is he hiding? What else might destiny have in store for them? Will this connection be strong enough to endure whatever may come?

It was a normal day in Seoul when suddenly the earth shook violently and the heavens opened. A downpour led to a flood and a flood led to a new world.

She was kneeling in front of the one man she never thought she would need. He wasn’t evil, nor had she ever heard of him indulging in any bad habits, but he was known for one thing—he was not a helper. Mercy was not in his nature, yet at that moment, she clung to the desperate hope that, just this once, he might make an exception and save her life. Lifting her head with effort, she winced under the heavy rain, dragging her broken legs in a feeble attempt to reach him. He stood tall before her, an umbrella shielding him from the downpour. Though she couldn’t make out his face clearly, his cold, piercing gaze burned straight through her soul. A pained grunt left her lips as she stretched a trembling hand toward him, barely able to function as her body weakened by the second. Her vision blurred, the darkness creeping in. The fire’s devastation had left her face unrecognizable, her skin raw with pain, her blood flowing freely. She knew she looked monstrous—exactly what they had intended to turn her into. And now, she could hardly see at all. “Please… help me,” she whispered, her voice barely audible over the storm. He crouched down to her level, his umbrella now shielding her from the rain. With a slow, deliberate motion, he placed a hand under her chin, tilting her face upward to meet his gaze. His voice was as indifferent as ever when he finally spoke. “I thought you knew… helping is not my thing.” Of course, she had known. But somehow, she had still hoped. Hoped that maybe—just maybe—he would make an exception. He wouldn't be that wicked to neglect her in this position. But it seemed she was doomed already. . . . She used to believe in love. She used to believe in family. She used to believe in trust. But trust had nearly cost Isabelle her life. Once, she was just an ordinary girl, hoping for a better future. A future that was promised to her—a life she thought would finally bring her happiness. But in one horrifying night, it was all ripped away. Betrayed, burned, and left to die, she learned the hardest truth: no one was coming to save her. Now, Isabelle is back—but she’s not the girl they left behind in the fire. With a new face and a new name, she has returned for one thing: revenge. But when the man who once refused to help her becomes the only one she can turn to, lines begin to blur. He is ruthless, powerful, and utterly unreadable. She should hate him because he is just one of them—she should fear him—but in his touch, she finds a dangerous kind of solace instead. And in his arms, she just might lose herself all over again. She knows she is playing with fire but maybe this fire won't hurt her.

On a rain-soaked morning, Mia's already disastrous day takes a turn for the unexpected when a chance collision leads to a spilled coffee and a charming encounter with Jake. What begins as an apology turns into an invitation to a café, and a spark ignites between two strangers amidst the downpour. Will this chance meeting blossom into something more, or will life's challenges keep them apart?

MC found a wonderful door during the eve of the spirit energy revival. This door connected him to an endless miniature world and he realized that the living creatures in this world were smaller than even ants. He could create an endless tempest with a breath, cause a torrential downpour with a sneeze, shatter city walls with a punch, and level mountains with a footstep. The many dwarves revered him and regarded him as the creator of their world. They prayed fervently to him and offered him sacrifices . "Ding Dong, your devout follower has sacrificed a world item, Book of Wisdom, to you. You have obtained the ability to know everything." "Ding Dong, your devout follower has sacrificed a worlid item, Gravity Ball, to you. You have obtained the ability to control boundless gravity." "Ding Dong, your devout follower has sacrificed a world item, Lightning God's Hammer, to you. You have obtained the almighty power of lightning." With the help of what he gained in the alternate dimension, MC obtained almighty power on Earth. He looked down on humanity and became an omnipotent God, to the fervent prayers of millions of followers! All profit (powerstone) goes to webnovel. Part time Editor and Translator.

Treasure, mystical artifacts, illusions, and celestial realms—mysteries beyond comprehension call to the bold like a siren's song. In the midst of a brutal apocalypse, Jiang Yi found himself face to face with the true cost of survival. A torrential downpour sparked a cataclysmic shift, sending the world into chaos. Evolution surged through the land, giving birth to awakened beings, savage beasts, and the relentless undead, each locked in a battle for dominance. Peace became a myth—only those willing to seize, conquer, and destroy could endure. When the apocalypse arrived, Jiang Yi, powerless and forgotten, was cast aside—an expendable survivor left to rot in his dorm. But in his solitude, a spark of defiance flared. With nothing but raw will and desperation, he fought back, slaying his first zombie in a desperate act of survival. But what he never expected was that this moment of triumph would awaken a force beyond his wildest dreams—an unimaginable power that could reshape the world itself.

The heavy rain pounded against the windows, a relentless reminder of the storm raging outside. Inside, Elena stood at the edge of the living room, her arms wrapped tightly around herself as if the cold could keep the memories away. She had heard the knock at the door, but she didn’t move. She wasn’t sure if she could. “Elena.” The sound of her name broke through her thoughts, soft but insistent. She turned, and there he was—Liam, standing in the doorway, drenched from the downpour. His eyes were dark, filled with something she couldn’t name, and his lips parted like he had so much to say but didn’t know where to start. “I didn’t think you’d show up,” Elena said quietly, her voice trembling despite her efforts to sound steady. She didn’t want him here. Not now, not after everything. Liam took a step forward, his eyes never leaving hers. “I had to. I couldn’t leave things like this between us.” The words stung more than they should have, but she held her ground. “Things ended between us, Liam. You made sure of that.” He flinched, as if the words were a slap. “I know I did,” he said, his voice tight. “I was stupid. I pushed you away when I should’ve fought for you. And I... I didn’t trust you when you needed me to.” Elena’s heart twisted at the raw sincerity in his voice, but she couldn’t let him in that easily. “Why now, after all this time? After everything that’s happened?” “I don’t have an answer for that,” he admitted. “All I know is that I can’t keep pretending I don’t care about you. I never stopped caring.” The silence between them was thick, a chasm neither of them knew how to cross. The world outside continued to rage, but in that moment, it was just the two of them. Elena’s pulse raced, her mind torn between wanting to believe him and fearing the hurt that would come if she let him back in. “I don’t know if I can trust you again, Liam,” she whispered, the words slipping out before she could stop them. He stepped closer, reaching out like he was about to touch her but hesitated. “Then give me a chance to prove I’m worth trusting.” Elena’s breath caught, her chest tightening as something inside her wavered. For a moment, she could almost believe him. But the scars ran too deep. “I need time,” she said, finally looking away. “I need time to figure out if I can even forgive you.” Liam stood still, his expression a mixture of regret and understanding. “I’ll wait. As long as it takes.” And for the first time in a long time, Elena wondered if maybe—just maybe—she could let the past go and start again.

Lin Feng journeyed to another realm and discovered that monsters had overrun it, turning the world into a giant game. His girlfriend, a school beauty, had just awakened her SSR-level talent and departed triumphantly. She was oblivious to the fact that Lin Feng’s talents were far more fearsome. His ability, [Swallowing Everything (Super God Level)], included these effects: Effect 1: You can ingest your own BUFFs, making them permanent. Effect 2: You can consume skill books and master them regardless of prerequisites. Effect 3: You can ingest equipment, retaining attributes and amplifying your strength. As Lin Feng explored this demonized realm, he rapidly accumulated attributes. Alerts sounded: [Ding! You ingested the BUFF, experience gain +100%, with total experience gain now at 99999%.] [Ding! You ingested the flying sword technique, and your arsenal of flying swords has reached 999999!] [Ding! You ingested the lucky ring, pushing your cumulative luck to 999999!] When Lin Feng nonchalantly killed a minor monster, players a hundred meters away witnessed tens of thousands of pieces of equipment descending like a torrential downpour. As a vast national conflict erupted, the Hundred Nations Alliance, spearheaded by Xiao Rizi and Da Piaoliang, aimed to split the Dragon Kingdom. Lin Feng intervened, lifting his hand to unleash millions of flying swords that obscured the sun, giving the impression of an impending apocalypse. "Oh my god..." was all the stunned onlookers from around the world could utter.

Captain never expected that, after living as a spirit on earth for thousands of years, he would one day encounter such an absurd situation! He was being clung to by a little girl who then even followed him home! Excerpt: "Are you a wolf? Biting so hard like that! Haven't you ever heard of repaying kindness with kindness?" Umee completely ignored the anger of the person in front of her and only asked: “So, do you want to keep a wolf?” “No! I like dogs, I like cats!” Umee blinked innocently: “Meow.” “Woof!” “…” At that moment, the old man realized something was off. His eyes widened. “But I’m not going to take you in! I don’t have extra food or resources, and we’re not even related in any way!” Umee fell silent. She pondered for a moment, and then suddenly called out: “Grandpa.” “I don’t have a son.” Umee paused to think again. “Grandpa on my mom’s side.” “I don’t have a daughter.” Umee pondered once more. “Daddy.” “I don’t have kids! I’m not even married!” The old man felt like he was losing his mind. Why was he standing here—under a heavy downpour—arguing with this clearly insane person?

"Weather Report!" "Good Morning, Swandalhill! Let’s see what the weather is like today." "It's looking like a relatively bright and sunny day overall, perfect to enjoy a walk in the park!" "In the north of the country, we're seeing some scattered showers, so don't forget your umbrellas if you're heading that way!" "Especially in Keno Heights, there will be heavy downpour and driving along Highway 297 can be quite dangerous. The temperature is around 10º centigrade." "Man, I wish it could be sunny all the time.." "Anyways! In the east.."

WFP#37- PREGNANT LEAD- Bronze Tier winner Linda saw it in her dreams. That man. That man who had taken her virginity and made her pregnant. She couldn’t make out his face in the dark but only remembered his strong body pressing her. She could see herself being taken into the highest of peaks of euphoria, while also being lost in the moment of pleasure. Had she known that her birthday party would turn out to be the most unlucky day of her life, she would have never been present there in the first place. ***** Running down the streets of a human world, trying to get away from drunk people, Linda found herself on a deserted street. The next thing she knew, she was in excess pain in her belly. The exiled vampire princess was going to be a mother any moment but how could she give birth in such strenuous and hard conditions? And just to add to her dismay, a heavy downpour got her all drenched. Meanwhile, in the other kingdom, he needed to succeed to the throne, but the condition was to get married. How could he marry any woman, when his heart belonged to her from the beginning? ***** But when Linda finally starts to have some fluttering feelings in her heart, the father of the child shows up at her door and asks her to be the queen of his kingdom. What will she do in such a sticky situation? Will she stay with the man who helped her all this time or will she go with the father of her child? Will she be able to take revenge on those who had her exiled from her kingdom? READ ON TO FIND OUT! ____________ Instagram account: suprxya_sxngh

Dread clung to the rain-soaked air as Bright, a forsaken soul, found solace beneath the rainy downpour. The skies wept in a sinister dance, casting shadows that whispered of ancient mysteries. Bright, shunned by love, sought refuge in the haunting cadence of raindrops, where despair intertwined with the unearthly. The desolate echoes of a rejection echoed in the spectral rainfall, a chorus of forgotten sorrows. In the distance, a spectral choir of children clad in ethereal yellow raincoats sang an incantation, invoking eldritch forces. "Rain, rain, go away, summon darkness another day," their voices carried a haunting resonance, echoing the arcane secrets hidden within the tempest. The world around Bright warped, revealing elden truths. A mysterious figure, cloaked in shadows, murmured, "When the rainfall comes, the veil between realms thins." The boy's disheveled hair and cerulean eyes now reflected not only longing but an unsettling connection to the eldritch energies pulsating through the storm. "The rain..." whispered the ancient voice, now tinged with malevolence. "It's not just sad; it's the lamentation of forsaken souls, the gateway to elden realms where despair and enchantment converge." As Bright delved deeper into the eldritch mysteries, the rain transformed from a mere backdrop to a malevolent force, a conduit to a reality that defied understanding. The refrain shifted to a chilling chant, "Eldritch rain, weave your spell, unveil the secrets we dare not tell." In this unsettling tale, Bright's journey unfolded amidst eldritch horrors, his heart entwined with the arcane, and the rain a harbinger of both dread and revelation. "In shadows kissed by the night's dread, Eldritch whispers, where nightmares bred. Dance with fear, embrace the abyss, Aglorin darok, veshor'kath, kritholis The Dusklings speak of rainy days..." _______________________ ____________________ (TA): There is a reason why the name of the mc in the synopsis differes from the actual story, please don't be confused anyways.I think I'm gonna go far with this story..... Enjoy.

As the last drops of dew fell from the leaves, signaling the end of the downpour, Serena pulled back the curtains to revel in the feeling of the sun on her face. Yesterday was her birthday, and the Tarot had told her that in her 27th year, she would meet the man of her dreams. So from this first day, her heart was filled with anticipation, only she didn't know that just like a coin, there are two sides to everything, and the new life she was looking forward to was also the beginning of a step into hell. She would never step into the same river if she could do it all over again.

After stumbling into the Underworld Chat Group out of the blue, she accidentally becomes the good friend of King Hades. Thus begins the journey of Ning Huanxin as she uses her abilities to interact with spirits and uncover the truth behind mysteries. The main theme of this book is suspense, with romance as a side tale. Female Lead: That night, there was a strange downpour of red rainfall and I climbed out of a tomb. Ever since then, my third eye opened and I started being capable of seeing spirits. King Hades: Weren't you the extra acting as a female ghost in a graveyard scene of a horror movie? Female Lead: Hey, it is hard enough being a human, don't expose me! King Hades: I'm not a human, I'm a ghost~ Female Lead: Author, I strongly request to change my husband!

I am Mehedi My home is in Naogaon district I live very well with my mother Our beautiful family I am my mother My father and my younger sister had a very happy family We had a sudden downpour and ruined everything It was good in Rajshahi for a while but after a few years he started feeling sick again. Tell me about my father. My father is a crazy man. He will give me all the money. I have to do the test and say the operation has to be done. The operation is done by pressuring the father. The doctor prescribes chemotherapy but his problem is not reduced. My father is not willing to pay any more. I am studying in 1st year. My mother's problem is getting worse day by day. I am an ungrateful child. I can't do anything. I'm dying. I can't stand my mother's crying. O Allah, I am helpless, show me the way so that I can see my mother healthy again. For these reasons, hundreds of children like me are becoming orphans.

“Crash!” lighting strikes, it has been thundering like this for many moons now, the clouds not stopping to rest. An endless downpour of sorrow and unhappiness rained from the sky just as it did when this storm first found itself in the little town called Eastville.

La traduzione fatta da me medesimo delle storie contenute nella versione inglese

Each person has an equal amount of rain cloud and sunlight, when a person has shed a certain amount of tears it is equivalent to a fair amount of happiness. A person shouldn't get drenched alone under a downpour, isn't it better if you're with someone so you can share what you feel?

HUJAN tak berhenti. Dia terdiam. Akupun terdiam. Hujan turun begitu deras, cukup untuk membasahi aku dan dia sampai ke tulang. Kami berdiri di sana, di tengah jalan itu. Kami saling berpelukan erat, berusaha mencari sebuah kenyamanan di tengah badai. Tapi rasanya tidak ada yang cukup untuk meringankan rasa sakit yang aku rasakan. Aku menangis untuk semua hal yang berubah buruk, untuk semua kesalahan yang membawa kita ke titik ini. Mau tak mau aku memikirkan kembali hari-hari ketika semuanya sempurna di antara kami ketika matahari bersinar dan dunia terasa penuh dengan kemungkinan. Tapi sekarang, rasanya semua itu tersapu oleh hujan yang tiada henti. Saat air mata terus jatuh, aku bertanya-tanya apakah kami akan menemukan jalan kembali ke cahaya. Tetapi pada saat itu, yang aku tahu hanyalah bahwa aku bersama dia yang aku cintai lebih dari hujan. Dan pada saat itu, aku tahu bahwa apa pun yang terjadi di masa depan, aku akan selalu memilikinya di sisi ku untuk menghadapi ini bersama...

Ini Nara. Gadis introvert yang yakin bahwa tidak ada satupun orang yang bisa mengubahnya kecuali dirinya sendiri. Nara gadis kesepian. Ia memiliki orang tua yang sibuk. Tetapi, suatu keberuntungan di dapatkan Nara. Keberuntungan yang mengubah hidupnya saat itu juga. Apakah itu?

Micael, an aspiring lad from Melbourne that was washed adrift by the tides to the Brits had figured out his past past his thirteens. And so, he seeks for the truth of his loss, the eyes of the moon and the mystery of a guy before his name: Aleck Milner. He finds himself in the cosmos after every sleep and with Jack and the child, he seeks answers.

Jiang Xi, the warden of a mental asylum, transmigrated one day and became a girl from a farming village who had three engagements annulled and hanged herself three times. Jiang Xi: That's ridiculous!Jiang Xi was a psychic who could make predictions come true just by talking. If she claimed that someone's house would collapse, it would collapse the next day, even if it was structurally sound. In her previous life, her predictions were a little too real for her family. They were spooked by her abilities and left her at that asylum. She was unconcerned and adapted to life there like a duck to water. Though she managed to get promoted to warden after much difficulty, she suddenly transmigrated, and everything was suddenly the way it was before. She studied her leaking house and sighed to herself. Whatever. She would live life one day at a time, then.When her mother clumsily ruined the family's crops, Jiang Xi assured her: They would be fine tomorrow.Her mother wiped her tears and woke up the following day to check on the crops... only to find that the ruined sprouts were budding! During the dry season, Jiang Xi's father stared dolefully at the crops that looked like they were going to wither and die. Jiang Xi simply pursed her lips and said: There will be a downpour soon.Jiang Xi's father doubted her words. But three days later, a downpour came, and he looked just like a happy child.Everyone in the village began to call Jiang Xi a lucky star, and the village head was willing to yield his position to her so that she would lead the village to riches. Bachelors proposed to her and came to her house with generous gifts even though they used to scorn her, but a tanned, muscular man with rough facial features stood in their way before they could reach the Jiangs' house.Zhao Xiping pointed at Jiang Xi and declared loudly: My wife! Mine!

Meng Nianyao never expected to be labeled as a "cheater" one day. Her own family used this as an excuse to drive her out of the house and refused to acknowledge her as a member of the Meng family. Caught in a torrential downpour, Meng Nianyao found herself penniless, kneeling in the rain, and crying in despair. Then, a deep, masculine voice rang above her head and said, "Do you want to be a real cheater?" Meng Nianyao looked up and saw Gu Wencheng. He was known as the golden bachelor of the city, and he was holding an umbrella over her head. As if she was under a spell, or perhaps she had given up all hope... Meng Nianyao nodded. From then on, rumors spread throughout the city: Gu Wencheng, who avoided women, secretly became a homewrecker, and his reputation was ruined. Of course, there were also people who said that Gu Wencheng loved Meng Nianyao to the core and was willing to bow down for her, becoming a homewrecker for love. Meng Nianyao was speechless. The rumors were outrageous, but Gu Wencheng was worse. He kissed Meng Nianyao's delicate neck and whispered in her ear, his voice low and hoarse, "What should we do, Miss Meng? You've ruined my reputation. Shouldn't you take responsibility?" Meng Nianyao: "..." Take responsibility for what?! She was the one who had been taken advantage of and left with nothing!

Jiang Li first met Liang Zhou Yue while she was uncomfortably dressed in a gown, hiding in his resting room to adjust her attire. Seeing him, she became so nervous that she couldn't pull up the zipper, her embarrassment palpable. That day, Jiang Li felt an unusual tug at his heartstrings and helped her with the zipper twice. Upon their next encounter, he was the campus prince, and she was everyone's darling. He played basketball on the field, while she, in her flowing dress, sat in her boyfriend's passenger seat. It was then that Jiang Li understood he had to see things through to the bitter end. To seize love forcefully, to take advantage of her vulnerability. After all, such a beautiful woman should naturally belong to him. Liang Zhou Yue never thought she would be liked by a man five years her junior. He was rebellious, cold, proud, and remote, but he always responded to her every request. On a hot summer day, Liang Zhou Yue was stopped by a downpour at the entrance of the teaching building, with swirling filthy water and sludge on the steps below. As she worried about how to return to her dorm, a man's rigid spine bent in front of her. Jiang Li's tone was always so languid, casually stirring distress: "Sister, I'm afraid you're scared. I especially came to carry you home today." In that moment, Jiang Li, who had never gotten close to a girl before, submitted to her before everyone.

Demons have been revived and humans have become insignificant. In this world, there were bloodthirsty werewolves and adorable fairies. There were crafty vampires and deities high above. After waking up from his sleep, Amos realized that he was in a miniature world. The living creatures in this country were even smaller than ants. Amos could create an endless tempest with a breath. He could cause a torrential downpour with a sneeze, shatter the city walls with a punch, and level mountains with a footstep. The many dwarves revered him and regarded him as an ancient deity. They prayed fervently to him and offered him sacrifices. [Ding, your devout follower has sacrificed a mythical item, Lightning God's Hammer, to you. You have obtained the powers of lightning.] [Ding, your devout follower has sacrificed the Heart of Wisdom to you. Your abilities of insight have been greatly increased. You can now understand anything.] [Ding, your devout follower has sacrificed the Book of Darkness to you. You now control the powers of darkness. Your understanding of dark magic has increased greatly.] Supported by the miniature, Amos unwittingly became the omnipotent God of this world!