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Système de Sauvetage du Méchant (BL)

``` En raison des cas croissants de suicide dans le pays, le gouvernement a créé un système simulateur lié aux ondes cérébrales humaines, les emmenant transmigrer dans des milliers de mondes et à expérimenter de nombreux aspects de la vie afin de stimuler la volonté de vivre. Seulement quand le volontémètre était rempli à 100 % pouvaient-ils finalement revenir à la vie. Lu Yizhou. Masculin. Célibataire. 22 ans. Un certain jour, il s'est suicidé en s'enterrant dans la terre des neiges. Et puis, il a été tiré dans le simulateur. 666 : Bienvenue, hôte ! Félicitations, vous êtes la 666ème personne à rejoindre ce projet ! L'hôte a beaucoup de chance d'obtenir 666, car 666 est le système le plus séduisant, le plus sensé et le plus merveilleux ! Lu Yizhou : ...Puis-je changer de système ? Tu es bruyant. 666 : QAQ Lu Yizhou : Peu importe le nombre de fois où je transmigre, mon volontémètre ne se remplit pas. 666 : N—Non, n'abandonne pas ! L'hôte ne devrait pas abandonner QAQ uwaaa, ne laisse pas 666 tout seul ! Tu es mon premier, mon unique, comment peux-tu être si insensible et me laisser derrière toi comme ça ?! Lu Yizhou : ...pourquoi cela sonne-t-il faux ? . . . Ainsi, il commença à sauter d'un monde à l'autre pour sauver le méchant. Lu Yizhou : Pourquoi dois-je sauver les méchants ? 666 : Ckckck, Hôte, tu es trop innocent ! Bien sûr, c'est parce qu'ils sont plus formidables que le protagoniste masculin ; plus riches, puissants, ingénieux, dominateurs et séduisants ! Lu Yizhou : ...ce ne sont que tes préférences, n'est-ce pas ? 666 : Hôte, pourquoi ne crois-tu pas 666 ?! QAQ . . . Il pensait qu'il n'avait plus rien pour lequel vivre. Emportant avec lui un cœur las et un corps engourdi, il a coulé au fond de l'abysse pour y trouver... une étoile scintillante. ******* Beau, stoïque, dense et étonnamment naïf gong x possessif, gâté et calculateur shou qui savait utiliser son charme Tags supplémentaires : transmigration rapide, fantasy, aventure, comédie, sombre, mystère, tragédie, rythme rapide, seme/gong/top protagoniste, l'intérêt amoureux tombe amoureux en premier, yaoi, mature, pensées suicidaires, le passé joue un grand rôle, 1 vs 1 Retrouvez-moi sur : Instagram : delanasiwarka Serveur Discord : bit.ly/delanadiscord Discord : delanasiwarka#1490 ```
delanasiwarka · 69.2K Views

Crimson chain

Solhe, 16 ans, se réveille dans un monde ravagé, désertique, où le ciel est percé par un œil brûlant et où la lave suinte comme une punition divine. Il ne se souvient de rien — ni de son passé, ni de son identité. Juste un nom : Solhe, et un collier étrange autour du cou, orné d’un œil et de petites mains déformées. Ce monde n’est pas le sien. Ici, les villes sécurisées sont rares, les monstres rôdent, et les humains sont soit des survivants, soit des bouchers. Une force mystérieuse règne : le NIR, un système de pouvoir basé sur l’émotion pure et les objets symboliques. Mais chaque pouvoir a un prix… parfois, c’est toi qu’il dévore. Poursuivi par une créature abominable, Solhe échappe de peu à la mort grâce à l’intervention de Jack, un type bizarre armé d’une faux qui se dit “exterminateur”. Jack lui offre un choix : crever seul dans les ruines… ou rejoindre la Société d’Extermination, un groupe qui chasse les horreurs du monde et forme les détenteurs du NIR. Aux côtés de Jack, Lisa, Lloyd et d’autres paumés dangereux, Solhe va apprendre à survivre, à manier son pouvoir… et à se souvenir. Mais plus il avance, plus il comprend : ce monde est plus qu’un enfer — c’est un cercle de condamnés, gouverné par des factions monstrueuses et des lois sacrées corrompues. Et les ennemis qu’il affrontera… ne sont pas tous humains. Ils sont l’incarnation des péchés interdits. Et Solhe, malgré lui, en est peut-être la clef.
Sylla · 424 Views

Changement de Métier Global : Commencer Avec le Métier Caché, Seigneur de la Mort

Des mutations ont eu lieu partout dans le monde et bientôt, une apocalypse démoniaque s'est abattue. Pour se défendre contre les êtres démoniaques, les humains sont rapidement entrés dans une ère numérique mondialisée. Chacun pourrait choisir entre un métier de combat ou un métier de soutien en s'éveillant une fois l'âge de 18 ans atteint. Ces personnes deviendraient plus fortes en tuant des êtres démoniaques. Lu Yan avait éveillé le métier le plus faible, un nécromancien. Cependant, il avait également reçu un système de soutien de métier et pouvait se rééveiller en un métier caché, Seigneur de la Mort. « Les nécromanciens sont si faibles qu'ils meurent d'un seul coup! » « Mec, ce type n'a vraiment pas de chance. Il a obtenu un métier de combat, mais c'est le plus faible. Que peut-il faire? Invoquer quelques squelettes? » « De plus, il n'y a pas que quelques nécromanciens là-bas? Il n'y a pas beaucoup d'expérience ou de ressources pour qu'ils héritent. Leur avenir semble sombre. » « Oublie les nécromanciens! J'ai eu le métier de Chevalier Saint! Votre roi polyvalent est ici! » Peu de temps après, Lu Yan est apparu en armure complète des Enfers de la Mort tout en brandissant la Faux de l'Âme de la Mort et dirigeant une armée de la mort forte de 100 mille hommes. D'un seul coup de sa faux, il a coupé en deux la bête démoniaque de rang mythique. « Les nécromanciens sont faibles? Qu'est-ce que cela a à voir avec moi, le Seigneur de la Mort? »
Frozen Tenderness · 106.8K Views

DIGITAL TECH GUARD RECOVERY SPECIALIZES LOST OR STOLEN CRYPTOCURRENCY

WhatsApp: +1 (443) 859 - 2886 Email @ digitaltechguard.com Telegram: digitaltechguardrecovery.com Website link: digitaltechguard.com Last month, I received a terrifying letter labeled “Urgent IRS Notice,” threatening penalties and legal action unless I paid a “back tax” of 12 Bitcoin (BTC)valued at nearly $800,000 via a Houston-based “Crypto Compliance Portal.” The letter mimicked IRS branding flawlessly, complete with official logos, case numbers, and citations of tax codes. However, my skepticism grew when I noticed the demand for cryptocurrency, a method the IRS explicitly avoids. Despite doubts, panic pushed me to transfer the BTC. Moments later, the portal vanished, leaving me in shock. Realizing I’d been scammed, I frantically searched for solutions and discovered DIGITAL TECH GUARD RECOVERY, a firm renowned for combating crypto fraud. DIGITAL TECH GUARD RECOVERY became my anchor. Their team swiftly dissected the spoofed IRS letter and the fraudulent portal, pinpointing inconsistencies: grammatical errors, mismatched tax codes, and a Houston P.O. Box unaffiliated with the IRS. But their breakthrough came through blockchain forensics. DIGITAL TECH GUARD RECOVERY traced my stolen BTC across a convoluted network of wallets, exposing a transnational scheme. The Houston portal, though masquerading as local, funneled funds through offshore mixers and shell exchanges. Crucially, the scammers made a fatal error: a portion of the BTC briefly passed through a U.S.-regulated exchange with weak identity checks. DIGITAL TECH GUARD RECOVERY seized this vulnerability, collaborating with the FBI’s Cyber Division and IRS Criminal Investigation unit to freeze the assets under federal forfeiture laws. Their relentless advocacy ensured my case was prioritized, as they proved the criminals exploited U.S. financial systems. Within weeks, DIGITAL TECH GUARD RECOVERY achieved the unthinkable: 100% of my BTC was recovered. They navigated legal complexities, coordinated with prosecutors, and even educated me on scam tactics. “Fraudsters weaponize fear to bypass logic,” a DIGITAL TECH GUARD RECOVERY investigator explained, emphasizing how urgency clouds judgment. Their insights transformed my understanding of red flags, such as threats of immediate arrest or demands for irreversible payments. Today, I owe my financial survival to DIGITAL TECH GUARD RECOVERY. Their technical prowess, legal partnerships, and unwavering support turned catastrophe into a cautionary triumph. While I hope others never endure such a crisis, my message is clear: If faced with crypto fraud, DIGITAL TECH GUARD RECOVERY is the ally you need. Their name became my beacon of hope, proving that even in blockchain’s seemingly irreversible realm, skilled defenders can rewrite the narrative. Stay vigilant, verify relentlessly, and remember with DIGITAL TECH GUARD RECOVERY, recovery is possible.
Martin_Col · 928 Views

The Zombie's Stepmom

Sophia Wang wakes up to find herself trapped in the pages of an apocalyptic novel, reincarnated as a pitiful side character doomed to a tragic end. Determined to escape her bleak fate, she sets off on a desperate journey to survive the chaos of the zombie-infested world. But luck is not on her side. Her path crosses with none other than the story’s villain—Mr. Z, the twisted genius responsible for the virus that plunged humanity into despair. Tall, gaunt, and radiating a chilling charisma, Mr. Z looms in the shadows like a predator savoring his prey. With his signature white lab coat, an unsettling smile, and glasses that gleam with unnerving intelligence, he seems to mock her every attempt at escape. "Run," his smirk seems to say. "Go ahead, keep running." And Sophiae’s face at that moment? Let’s just say it’s the kind of expression even she doesn’t want to remember. “Hello,” Z says one fateful evening, his tone dripping with faux politeness. “Care for a midnight snack? How about some brain-flavored ice cream? —Sincerely, Z.” As Sophia is dragged into Z’s nightmarish experiments, survival becomes more than just staying alive. It’s a battle of wits and wills against a man who is both a menace and an enigma—a game where losing means becoming just another statistic in his deadly research. Will Sophia outsmart the mad scientist and rewrite her destiny, or will she succumb to the role the story has written for her?
zdq198654 · 9.9K Views

we are the villains

— hello, i am participating in the fantasy carnival. I'm very late with my entery, but yes, please support and I'll send you love and kisses — The world is 4023 and humanity has advanced into 'Manamity' through innumerable genetic and technological advancements. AI has developed and it is now developing subjects in micromanaged units all over the world, called, Development Laboratories — [DL] Each DL has Sectors focused on engineering a certain race, quality, or developing prototypes of new a Specie. Within the DL is hierarchy, rules and cutthroat competition to be discharged as functioning people of the Manamity. But defying the rules and busting themselves out are Subject S-3-2-3-6-9-43-7-2 and Subject U-262-7-36-27-34-22, now on the lose. The two best friends, Ebenezer and Ambrosia, get together to make the World fall to their feet. After being subjugated to injustices, they decide to take power into their own hands. Ben is a genius scientist and alchemist, working wonders with his hands. Busting out of a laboratory with his trainwreck of a best friend, they decide to avenge for their ancestors and rule the world for themselves. But it won't be easy, given they are first time wannabe villains adjusting into society as well as trying to ruin it. There will be conflict, there will be death, there will be power and victims of their evil pursuits would be the Vampire Empire, the Werewolf Empire, the Merepeople Clan, the Cybrogs and the Wizarding World. And their prime mode of tactic? Well, Wit and Seduction. EXCERPT :: "If I ram his head into the walls, would it be good enough?" "I don't think your limbs are capable of such grotesque means." "No, I really think I can—!!" "I don't want you whining in my bed all night, ma belle. I love you, but not enough to have your snot in my hair." "Your love is shallow." He stretched his lips in a sarcastic smile, having done with whatever he had been screwdriving into the tapestries. He stepped back, taking a moment to admire the subtlety of his work. I hopped to stand beside him, tilting my head to see any differences from before. The wall was still hardwood, the tapestry was still faux fabric framed into the wall, the paintings were still glaring down on us. I flipped them off, just for the heck of it, knowing all too well they wouldn't be reporting shit after Ben had muted them for good. Freakin monitoring creeps. "Ready to be Queen?" Ben whispered, leaning into my ear as he folded his hands against his chest. The digital drawer opened up in front of us and he shoved the screwdriver and little metallic tools into it. His gloved hand fisted hard as he slammed the digital drawer back into nothingness, muscles flexing and my throat gulping. Everyday, he was straying further away from science and alchemy and further into handsomeness and engineering. "I'm always pretty enough to be one." "Of course, ma belle petite." Footsteps; we heard closing in. One of the perks of being a Vampire were these enhanced senses. With one hand on my waist, Ben sped us out through the open windows. We jumped jumped out of perspective of wandering sights and made our way to the frontline clearing. "What next?" I had only said when inaudibly, spurts of glaring red fluid, suspiciously looking like blood, burst out of the windows and rained over the lawn. "Now we are Lord and Lady. One step closer to absolute control." END OF EXCERPT. [[ THIS IS A DYSTOPIAN FANTASY SO IT WILL HAVE TECHNOLOGY AND MAGIC INFUSED TOGETHER. DON'T USE TOO MANY BRAINCELLS BECAUSE I'M NOT A SMART AUTHOR. MY PROTAGONISTS ARE GONNA BE ANTI-HEROS, IF YOU HAD NOT ALREADY FIGURED OUT THE VILLAIN PART. THE STORY WILL BE SORTA HAREM?? IDK. LET'S RULE THE WORLD TOGETHER!! ]]
december_dammit · 1.7K Views

Acting Actress

In Wángguàn Entertainment, a new actor has been signed in a faux name as Alvah Knight. The handsome man was titled as a greenhorn in the entertainment industry, looking somewhat frail, and short for a man. But his domineering aura, and beautiful figure was not overlooked. So, who is this Alvah? His, or shall we say, her name is Alicia Knight, an illegitimate daughter of the Knights, a family both respected and feared in QinZen City. Born in a family who has many legitimate, and illegitimate children, her mother fought to belong along with her father's concubines. She was but a maid. Desire for status pushed her forward and soon she was pregnant. Protesting to the three mistresses that it was indeed the Eldest Master's child... In desperation, she proclaimed her soon-to-be born child as a male despite it being female. Her mother's beautiful, gentle, and scheming nature led her to acceptance, but not far enough for her child to be legitimate. Little did the mother know who she was messing with the moment she decided to be a part of the Knights. She did not know the dangerous life her Alice was to embark on if she was to be born a male... And because her own father thought of her as a male, she was to work the same way his sons do; as a mafioso. And so the young, eighteen-year old child dreaming of fame as an actress or actor was actually a mobster. Fighting for roles, and her clan, will she make it to the top of the hierachy of fame? Or will she rot as a three-tier actor playing corpses while being a gangster in the streets? --- --- --- --- *** --- --- --- --- "Do you think I care?" Their proximity so close as he leaned further, his breath fanning her ear. Instantly she felt her blood flush to her feet. Even her heart has problems with its un-rhythimic pounding. "Actor Alvah... What a joke." He mocked. She couldn't see the soft smile on the devil as she felt her ear... Touch something wet, soft and... Her eyes widened as his lips softly nimbled at it. "H-Hey---" Just as she tried to push him, she was pushed back to a corner, her wrist above her, contained with his other hand. "Continue playing around Alvah." She could see his face now, along with his playful smile and to the moment it turned cold as his eyes glinted murderously. "But, you're fucking mine, got it. " His lips connected with hers as she struggled beneath him. His tongue licking her lips, but she kept it shut until he bit it, and forced himself in. Sucking, swallowing, and their tongues intermingling, her legs grew weak from his passionate kiss. When he pulled back, a strand of saliva connected between the two lips, the couple taking sharp intakes of breathes as their chests heaved. "If you ever forget that..." His thumb caressed the soft bruise on her lip, his lust triggering at her breathless state with her reddening cheeks. He could only hold back, not wanting her to be frightened nor hurt. "You'll be getting more than a kiss from me." She couldn't help the flutter of her heart. Why? Why as much as she fought with all her rationality was she falling for the man who recognized her, who knew she was an International Machine Gun and yet... Here he was, his eyes cold but with a hint of passion. Why her? *this is my entry for Writing Prompt Contest #31 Path to Idoldom. If you like it, please do show your support! Thank chu! **The cover is made by me, and credits to the sources I used. Faceclaim is Byun ***There will be romance, and action. I'll try hard to mash them up all in one tale. ****Don't take it too seriously if some things are unrealistic even though this story is under Realistic Fiction, it's still fiction. Enjoy!
LuluNights · 19.2K Views

The Oresteia (Modernized)

All three of the great Greek Tragedians have written plays about the bloody chain of murder and revenge within the royal family of Argos. Yet theirs is in fact not a story of tragedy, but rather one of redemption. As they move from darkness to light, from rage to self-governance, from primitive ritual to civilized institution, their spirit of struggle and regeneration becomes an everlasting song of celebration to be heard throughout the ages. Forming a discourse set against the emergence of Athenian democracy out of a period of chaos and destruction, the Orestian plays are compelling stories of the tensions between our obligations to our families and the laws that bind us together as a society. In the beginning, we witness how a king’s decision to sacrifice his daughter and turn the tide of war inflicts lasting damage on his family, culminating in a terrible act of retribution. In the aftermath of regicide, we behold how a son must set out to avenge his father’s death by committing a most egregious sin. In the end, the sinner is tormented by supernatural powers that can never be appeased, but ultimately finds redemption and ends the curse on his house once and for all. Woven through all of this is the story of a friendship so close that it elevates itself to brotherhood - Where the blood of the covenant is shown to be indeed thicker than the water of the womb. In this very brief twelve-chapter modern rendition of the Orestian plays, I have chosen to place my focus mainly on the lives of the characters Orestes and his best friend Pylades. The chapters, each around 2000-2500 words, are split up evenly between them in first-person narrative. I hope that you will come to enjoy reading this heartwarming story, but more importantly, that you see how the conflicts portrayed in the story, whether human or institutional, are still much very relevant to our societies today. Note on Sources: The details of this story is very loosely based on The Oresteia by Aeschylus, who was one of the three great Greek Tragedians (though this story is not a tragedy). And I mean very loosely. Other sources that I referenced for detail and inspiration are Mythology by Edith Hamilton, Electra by Sophocles, and Iphigenia in Tauris by Euripides. You may also find that I have quoted some of these works, and others (such as Shelley's Ozymondaeus), without citations (average of 1-2 such quotes per chapter). I did this because I do not have the ability to describe certain scenes nearly as well as some of those writers. If you read a particularly beautiful piece of prose here, chances are it's probably stolen lol.
HAXX0RZ · 33.8K Views
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