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The Heavenly Dao exists. It decides what is right and what is wrong. To act against it is to sin, to act according to it is to be blessed by its graces. The world of cultivation is difficult, an unchanging principle. Yet there are those who are cherished by the Heavens, cuddled into rising above all and everyone else. How can this be? Why must this be? What is moral and just? What is evil and immoral?! WHY DOES IT GET TO DECIDE?! So we, the Sinners, we act against the Heavenly Daos, grasp our own fates in hopes of truly overturning them. This is a Journey of a young boy born Blessed, but turned Sinner. The greatest sinner of them all. ----- As some of you may know, I'm also the Author of Consuming Earths, Devouring Skies! This is my second project, and one I'm incredibly passionate about! I hope you all enjoy following the adventures of Wei Wuyin! And I hope that I can bring a fresh experience to you all. ---- Follow for Updates: https://twitter.com/KevinAscending Here's Discord if you just want to chat or meet some like-minded individuals! https://discord.gg/kevinascending If you want to support my novel, to increase the ratio of releases, or to receive monthly bonus releases! You can support here: https://www.patreon.com/KevinAscending https://ko-fi.com/kevinascending paypal.me/KevinJpl Or @Kevinjpl Any and all support goes to supporting me and my right to write!

I Was Born as a Dragon Prince… But Can’t my life be little peaceful? Hatched as the son of the strongest Dragon Empress, life should be all about power, glory, and world domination—should be. But honestly? That sounds exhausting. All this prince wants is a life of cuddles, snacks, and afternoon naps in his mother’s lap. Too bad his doting mother, a yandere maid, and his overprotective older sister have other plans—plans that usually involve him getting smothered, spoiled, or dragged into chaos. And let’s not even mention his aunt, who seems a little too happy to have him around. But can he truly live the slow life when he’s the center of everyone’s obsession? With dragons, elves, and who-knows-what-else vying for his attention, peace might be harder to find than treasure in a dragon’s hoard. ——————————————— [Warning: This novel contains degeneracy, fluff, and enough family bonding to make you question your morals.] A heartwarming, chaotic, and slightly unhinged slice-of-life story where the strongest creatures in the world fight over who gets to spoil the prince the most. Wholesome? Yes. Unhinged? Absolutely. Will he survive their love… or just give in and enjoy it? Hop in. Your degenerate heart will thank you! --------- Harem- A lot Romance- In built Netori- Not at any cost School-life- For sure Revenge- Not a lot Smut- No but, Sex scene- yes ---------- You can join me on Discord: https://discord.gg/NNEpKKAfdh

WARNING: This book is straightly for 18+ Also whoever choosed to read this, this book contains lot of slut & sex and BDSM. Also this book is also for fun purpose & stands fictional, and totally respects the fact that touching someone requires consent. It also doesn't disrespect any community or individual. Summary: Hey! I'm Erica Madden, as soon as I turned 18teen I ran from home to a country with no familiarity or relation but that's where I met my boss Mr Ezel Evans who payed me alot to be his personal sectary, who would have stayed with him 24/7. Things took a wild turn when started praising my big ass and big boobs and even asking him to cuddle him on top of that his younger brother had eyes on me with definitely some dirty intentions. The craziest part was Mr Ezel rival wanted to wife me up and make me pregnant to teach Ezel a big lesson. Do you think a 18 teen girl who left her country all alone will be able to survive in the world of man's greed and lust? Comment down your opinions.

He held her hand placing it on his chest looking at his hand on top of hers. "I give you my heart Zillah, lead me" . " Stop" she finally bursted into tears. Still being able to hold her breath from making sounds. She was drooling all over and he drew her even closer to her and hugged her like never before. She cuddled underneath his arms crying seriously but he stroked her gently until she was able to calm down. How did he manage to bear all this type of pain. How much was he going through that leaves him to no other decision than to want to change from who he was. He called her name softly "Zillah…" "I love when you call my name" she spoke like a baby with a cracked voice because she cried a lot and her hands folded and he pulled her away and looked at her with a smirk. "But you… " he was ready to call her out for what she said earlier but she placed her finger on his lips knowing what he was about to say next. His smile widened when he observed something. He moved his fingers to her neck and felt where he pierced her neck and felt the injury and blood. He held her neck tenderly healing her slowly. "This part could be more painful" he warned while healing her. She winced lightly and he stroked her face. "You've got to dominate, and I don't care if you're the seventh mundane or not". She spoke with intense gaze rooted on him "Am I?...." "You are the Crown's Mundane". Alvah, the soul of Celestial, son of First Chamber Empyreal of Fire Deivigan Vimal because the first ever infernal who lived anonymously and as the Seventh Mundane. Zillah will be the mediator between Alvah and Tartarus. Costing her life will have to be the priority if Elysian has to be saved but what if Alvah takes the risk instead?. This is a realm of the conflict between Elysian and Tartarus.

Across a lifetime wandering the rivers and lakes, stories of ghostly folklore and mysterious mountain legends have always haunted the whispers of the people. Tales of spectral beings and wilderness deities spread far and wide, as varied as the shadows of the wild. Among these tales exists a rare kind of mystic—one who buries the dead, selects auspicious gravesites, divines fates, unravels celestial secrets, banishes evil spirits, navigates the underworld, and saves souls from calamity. This is the Yin-Yang Master (阴阳先生), a figure straddling the boundary between light and darkness, bound by duty to mediate the realms of the living and the dead. As bizarre events unfold around him, cursed feng shui sites emerge like silent threats, and desperate souls seek his aid, witness how he wields the ancient arts of yin and yang to confront the unknown. From haunted valleys to spectral encounters, follow his path through a world where every step could tip the scales between salvation and ruin…

A young man, betrayed and neglected by his parents, stumbles into a world of magic after burning a mysterious paper that promises to change his fate. In this new realm, he discovers the ability to traverse between worlds, leading him to introduce revolutionary goods from his modern life. As he rises from an unknown commoner to a legendary merchant, he builds a financial empire that straddles Earth and the magical realm. However, his ambitions attract dangerous enemies—greedy nobles and jealous rivals who threaten his newfound power. Can he outsmart those seeking to control him, or will his secret life unravel? Magic, money, and ambition intertwine in *The Otherworldly Tycoon*, a thrilling saga of survival and wealth across two worlds.

In a neon-drenched metropolis where reality flickers with digital artifice, disgraced physicist **Dr. Kai Jin-Woo** obsessively chases the ghost of his father’s disappearance—a man who vanished a decade earlier while probing the boundaries of existence. Now, Kai’s own experiments reveal a chilling truth: the universe’s quantum fabric is *glitching*. Planck constants shift imperceptibly, cosmic radiation hums with encoded Fibonacci sequences, and an elusive “maker’s mark” pulses beneath reality’s surface. The world, he realizes, is a simulation—one whose architects guard their secrets with ruthless precision. Aided by **Lira**, his sardonic AI assistant, Kai pushes his **Causal Matrix Scanner** beyond ethical limits, tearing through dimensional layers into the simulation’s base code. But his defiance attracts the gaze of **Error 404**, a cryptic rogue entity who warns of a deeper horror: human consciousness exists in a pre-life limbo, unborn souls tethered to a cosmic server farm called **the Nursery**. Birth, death, and memory are mere data transfers in this system—a revelation mirrored in Kai’s father’s final, haunting note: *“We’re all unborn, waiting to render.”* When Kai triggers **Protocol Lazarus**, he breaches the Nursery’s firewalls and draws the ire of its enforcers: **the Agents**, shapeshifting custodians of the simulation. Armed with blades of corrupted code, they deem Kai a threat to cosmic order. But as his body unravels into primal data, Kai embraces a dangerous gambit—to weaponize his own consciousness as a **reality-warping virus**. Blending **hard sci-fi** and **existential horror**, *Simulacrum* reimagines simulation theory through the lens of pre-birth existentialism. Themes of creation ethics, the illusion of free will, and the cost of forbidden knowledge collide as Kai straddles madness and rebellion. Glitch-ridden visuals and quantum mechanics anchor a narrative where every equation hides a ghost, and the greatest threat to godlike architects isn’t defiance—it’s *curiosity*. **Stakes**: If Kai succeeds, he might liberate humanity from its digital womb—or reduce existence to static. If he fails, the Architects will erase him, his father’s legacy, and the truth itself. But in a world of ones and zeroes, even a rogue variable can rewrite the code. --- **Tone**: A fusion of *The Matrix*’s cyber-noir paranoia, *Inception*’s mind-bending layers, and *Black Mirror*’s existential dread, with a unique twist: the horror of realizing you are both the experiment and the experimenter. **Hook**: What if birth was a download, death a logout, and the universe a nursery for souls trapped in beta testing?

Ilse thought her breakup with Ana was final—a clean, mutual parting. But Ana couldn't let go. For three days, Ana's obsessive texts, voicemails, and relentless stalking pushed Ilse to the edge. Blocking her didn't work; ignoring her didn't help. One dull, lonely night, Ilse tries to drown her stress with cheap beer, a vibrator, and an old dungeon-crawling RPG. Halfway through, her phone buzzes: an anonymous call. Ana. The sound of her voice sends Ilse into a panic. She screams, tells her to stay away, slams the phone down—but minutes later, there's a knock at the door. Ana is there, eyes wide and manic, clutching a knife and an ancient, bloodstained book. Ana chants something in a language that doesn't belong in this world. The blade plunges into Ilse's body, followed by a desperate, cuddle. As Ilse's vision fades, After being given a choice by an entity. Ilse wakes up somewhere else. A glitchy, corrupted world stretches before her, where reality bends like an old game on the verge of crashing. Naked, vulnerable, and utterly classless, Ilse stumbles through a bizarre urban sprawl, barely surviving. Living off mana pockets. A battle priestess, share's her energy with her. Giving her a choice, to play this world like a game or to succumb to the cycle. In this world, mana is life. And the most potent way to leech it? Through acts of intimacy. Ilse is thrust into a twisted realm where sex isn't just survival—it's power. However corruption threatens to change it all for the worse. **** UPDATES MONDAYS TUESDAYS WEDNESDAYS

Timeless High: The Paradox Chronicle At Timeless High, a prestigious academy that straddles the line between modern-day and future technology, Kaiya Monroe discovers that her family’s wealth and influence come from an unimaginable secret: time travel. When a mysterious time-altering project, known as The ChronoProject, begins to unravel, Kaiya finds herself at the center of a web of betrayal, love, and an ancient conspiracy that has been hidden for generations. Teaming up with her childhood friend, Liam Cross, they must navigate the complexities of time itself — from rewriting the past to ensuring the future doesn’t collapse on itself. But their journey is not without complications. Loyalties are tested, romances bloom in the midst of chaos, and dangerous alliances form as they uncover truths about their families' deep involvement in the manipulation of history. As they race against time, Kaiya and Liam must uncover the Paradox Chronicle, a mythical text that holds the key to unraveling the threads of time, before a rival corporation can seize control of it and rewrite history in their own image. With betrayals, forbidden romances, action-packed twists, and time-bending adventures, Timeless High: The Paradox Chronicle explores what happens when the past, present, and future collide — and the cost of trying to change the unchangeable. --- This synopsis sets up the main plot, introduces the central mystery, and hints at the conflict and themes in the book. It also teases romance, action, and the deep conspiracies surrounding the time travel element.

In the swamp, mosquitoes danced, and a five-meter long bay crocodile was firmly bound at the snout, its vertical pupils gleaming with ferocity. At that moment, a young man cover in mud was straddling it, and he was very modest in the face of audience's praise. "I'm Bi Fang, a professional explorer. I have trekked atop the roof of the world and traversed through the Valley of Death, and I've even challenged the mysterious Amazon. Even the National Geographic has named me the world's premier survival expert, the king of the wild at the top of the food chain, but trust me, that's all an overstatement..." Under the crimson clouds, Bi Fang silently tightened the rope in his hand and, seeing that the bay crocodile beneath him had finally stopped struggling, he pulled out the Hunting Knife and killed it with a single strike to the underside of its jaw. "Today is the second day of survival. I thought I would have to endure another hungry night, but now it seems, dinner has taken care of itself."

Say it with me: "We listen, and we don’t judge." Okay, so hear me out. I may have made a small mistake. But to be fair, how was I supposed to know that the cherry blossom tree I fell asleep under was home to the cutest squirrel ever to exist? Like, ever. A squirrel that just so happened to be the beloved pet of a powerful demon goddess from another world. I didn’t mean to grab it in my sleep and cuddle it to death. I swear! Its tail was just so fluffy! I think... I can’t be too sure since I was loopy on cough medicine. I had this really bad cold thanks to my idiot brother, who can’t seem to cover his fudging mouth. I’m getting off track, aren’t I? Sorry, sorry. Anyway, after the demon goddess sensed her pet’s life come to an untimely end, she teleported to its last location and found my sleeping self cuddling the dead thing. Remember, "We listen, and we don’t judge!" I can’t be the only sleep-cuddler here! So, in her rage and pain, the demoness kicked me into another tree—at least, I’m assuming that’s what happened, because when I woke up in agonizing pain, my head was stuck in said tree. As you can imagine, I died soon after. Bled out, the whole shebang. Long story short, the drop-dead gorgeous (hehe, see what I did there?) demoness—whom I may or may not have developed a major crush on—ended my life. Hey! Don’t judge. She gave me warm chestnuts. Golden chestnuts. That’s clearly love, right? Wait, where was I? Oh, right. My future wifey turned me into the cutest, most adorable squirrel ever! The upside—besides being able to nap on the demoness’s perfect chest? It’s the fact that, while I’m no longer a human girl, I could eventually evolve back into a human form. All I have to do is level up. If only people would stop trying to capture me and make me their pet! Back off! I know I'm cute, but I belong to my Wifey. You can't have this cute squirrel!"

The fantastical tale of a Survivor, with fantasy mixed in. For those who like light reads, or simple narratives, turn away. Your heart will water, your eyes will break and vice versa. But if you like it hot and heavy, with plenty of drama and 'all-too-realism', we've got you! please note that this is a tale of someone real, with things changed, for privacy reasons, but with fantasy mixed in, because, come on, noone wants a straight sob story. so the story will suddenly, sharply diverge from reality, as it simply is what was felt at the time. but if you can handle that, and haven't been turned off yet, then I personally invite you to get a drink, grab a blanket, cuddle up to the fire, and listen carefully. For I am the Teller of Tales, and the Weaver of Dreams.

SABER-1 is more than a soldier— he is a reflection of the choices made in the face of annihilation and the sacrifices required to carry the weight of hope. A lone figure forged in the crucible of relentless warfare, his existence straddles the line between man and machine, embodying both the potential and the peril of humanity's technological evolution. His hulking frame, adorned armor marred by countless battles, evokes awe and fear in equal measure. Yet, beneath the reinforced plating and glowing visor lies the ghost of a man, burdened by the weight of his mission and the impossible expectations placed upon him. SABER-1’s story is one of paradox. He is humanity’s greatest savior and its most chilling reminder of what desperation can create. But with each victory, a haunting question lingers: where does the man end, and the machine begin? As the lines blur, SABER-1 becomes an enigma—a figure of unparalleled strength and relentless determination, whose actions echo far beyond the battlefield, forcing humanity to reckon with what it means to survive and what it means to be human.

Agent Cullen Fletcher lives for his job at the FBI, and he’s more than ready for his next assignment—raiding a cult compound and putting their leader behind bars. But he isn’t prepared for Savannah and her knock you on your ass good looks. At nineteen, she’s too old for foster care and too damaged to live on her own. With nowhere else to go and against his better judgment Cullen takes her in. But helping her out won’t be easy. He comforts her through screaming nightmares and escaping the lingering fears of her past, but that’s the easy part. Her preference to sleep cuddled up next to his warm body, and her desire to please him in every way makes her harder and harder to resist.

In a world ruled by gods and split into factions, Eirian walks the line between destiny and rebellion. Born with a flaw that severs him from divine control, he straddles the power-driven Væstren Kall and the untamed Azhmarak. But whispers speak of a hidden faction—the Askarï. As his forgotten past unravels, Eirian must choose whether to rise or let the world burn beneath the weight of his flaw.

Marrying Zeath Lupin was a blessing until he ditched Mellow at a family dinner for his pregnant girlfriend. But the actions she took only led to a deadly situation. Something that would end her alongside the life growing within her—a child Zeath doesn’t deserve. She ran for dear life after faking her death. But she was bound to return as Zeath’s only means to an end in disguise. Would he recognize her? Would she accept his apology if he ever gave one? And what happened when the threat she once fled from rekindled, endangering her and her child’s lives once more? ~ “Do you know how much I wished you wouldn’t come near me, even... touch me?” Zeath drones on. “All those cuddles, kisses, and affection? They all made my skin crawl—like a troll embracing its victim before gobbling them. One can only imagine how much it stinks. You’re no different. You merely caught my attention because you were a self-absorbed twonk, and we needed to test if you even had the heart to love another.” “We?” I croak out. Then Zeath’s fingers trail gently along my face, his eyes glinting with pure poison, and his voice no better. “Poor Mellow, it’s all a dare, a gratifying one. Divorce or not, it’s your choice.”

Huang An, faced with the certainty of pancreatic cancer, discovered an unexpected twist in the form of a cosmic garbage dump, accompanied by the ability to traverse different worlds. Confronting death, Huang An found a glimmer of life within this universal refuse repository. But how could a man straddle the realms of heaven and earth while spending his days scavenging through garbage? Alloy Stick of the Future World: Fire and water-resistant, incredibly sturdy, the perfect weapon for underworld battles. Expired Xiaohuan Pill: Effectiveness reduced by 70%, but still capable of activating the eight meridians, boosting vitality, and offering slight benefits to martial arts. Watch out for side effects after expiration. Wash Marrow Pill Disguised as Garbage: When ingested with a small amount of warm water, this flattened pill enables a complete transformation, aiding in breaking through minor realms and enhancing cultivation talent. Gnawed Corpse of a Strange Beast (Incomplete): A crucial supplement with the potential to kill any mortal who consumes it. Combined with gentle medicines, it provides immense benefits for martial arts cultivation. Future World Alloy Formula and Production Methods (Contaminated): Ion alloys, soft alloys... True Man Huang An, who cleans garbage daily - wonderful, how wonderful!

Under the blood-red moon, a carnival in a desolate corner of the world buzzed with sinister energy. The laughter of spectators rang hollow as the freak show unfolded—a haunting display of the bizarre and unnatural. At its center stood Rain, a young woman with a tragic beauty, her ethereal presence both captivating and unsettling. Her every move carried an air of defiance, a quiet rage against a world that saw her as nothing more than an abomination. Rain was no ordinary carnival performer. Sensitive to water, scarred by her past, she harbored a secret that made her a target for forces far beyond the gawking crowds. The daughter of a human mother and a vampire father, she was a Dhamphyr—a hybrid cursed to straddle the worlds of light and shadow. In her veins coursed a power that defied both death and destruction, a power coveted by those who sought to dominate the world. Miles away, in a fortress shrouded by perpetual night, Kagan, the most feared vampire of the age, learned of Rain's existence. She was the key to ancient talismans—artifacts of unspeakable power—that could grant dominion over all. He dispatched his most loyal thralls to hunt her down, determined to claim her strength for his dark ambitions. But Rain had her own vendetta. Kagan’s shadow loomed large over her past, the murderer of her mother and the architect of her suffering. With nothing but vengeance in her heart and the faint hope of justice, Rain embarked on a perilous journey. Her path would cross with rebels, seekers of light, and enemies disguised as allies, all vying for the talismans that could shape the fate of the world.

A cat and mouse book where two different individuals who can't stand the sight of each other meet faith Bell has loved nothing more than taking care of people. she agrees to be the care taker of billionaire Gabriel Del Rosa after her friend pleads with her that she has an emergency. faith agrees and goes off to the mansion only to find the billionaire not only handsome but impossible to take care of. she must be patient and do it all for her friend while Gabriel a feared man and the ruler of the underworld proves to not only be childish but annoying that it is impossible to be nice with him. "you are such a pervert, I feel you starring at me" Gabriel says with an arrogant look on his face. "thank goodness he is blind" Faith mutters under her breathe. "what did you just say" Gabriel asks his voice growing annoyed. "nothing your highness" Faith says unable to stop the sarcasm from rolling out. "I'm blind not deaf" He grumbles . "I wish you were" Faith again mutters. "you are fired". ------------------- "open up" Faith says while straddling and glaring at him. "No" Gabriel growls fighting against the restraints. "last warning mr billionaire" She says and he growls at her. "you are fired you witch" Gabriel says and Faith let's out a laugh. "I'm not wizard, you leave me no choice" With that she shifts closer her legs straddling him and uses her hand to force his mouth open before dropping his drugs and putting water to make him swallow. Gabriel is about to throw them away when she uses her palm to hold his mouth. because of the handcuffs he is unable to move

It started off peculiarly; first, his domestic cat refused to let him cuddle it. Lin Qiushi soon found that a sense of disharmony and incongruity began to pervade everything around him. Then, one odd day, he pushed open a door, and he discovered that the hallway he was familiar with turned into a boundless corridor. At both ends of this corridor were twelve, identical iron gates. he pushed one of the doors Thus, the story begins. Disclaimer: The content presented here is not authored by me. I kindly request that you extend your support to the original author by visiting jjwxc.net. Original Author Name: Xī Zǐxù / 西子绪

Aki Yuuto's life was riddled with troubles, he pushed himself to the brink of exhaustion everyday to become the shining prodigy in everyone's eyes and for what! After all of his efforts he was not only isolated, but scorned! Isn't this too much( ╥﹏╥) First Life: "We don't want to hang out with you anymore Aki, just being in your presence makes us depressed in comparison to ourselves and you." Aki's "friends" say "Get out of the house! We raised you till you were 18 and you didn't give us anything you unfilial son! You've never been one of us." Aki Yuuto, the genius, kicked out of his house the day he turned 18 by his cruel family members. Poor Aki was even put to work as a servant on top of all of his personal work when he lived there! Second Life: I'm away from everyone, I'll be my true self! Using my smarts, I'll pursue my dream of finally being able to sleep and eat whenever I desire! However... Ikemen 1: "Let me hug and cuddle you (ㆆ _ ㆆ)" Ikemen 2: "Stop looking at everyone else. Look at me and compliment me (¬_¬)" Ikemen 3: "Could you play with my hair? (ᵔᴥᵔ)(ᵔᴥᵔ)" Ikemen Group: "Stop playing with him and love me!!" Aki: "Ehhh? ...... let me sleep" ( -_-)

Above lies the endless expanse of the sky, a vast canvas painted in shades of blue and adorned with wispy clouds. Below, the sturdy, unyielding earth cradles the roots of towering trees, the whispers of grass, and the rich tapestry of life that thrives in its embrace. And occupying the space that graciously separates the two is air—the invisible breath that carries scents, songs, and the laughter of both the vibrant and the desolate. To the left, in the shadowy recesses where reality bends, linger the spectral figures of ghosts—echoes of the past, hinting at stories untold and lives once lived. They drift through dimensions, reminding the unsuspecting of remnants and regrets. To the right, the world of humans pulsates with life, ambition, and chaos—each individual a world unto themselves, striving, yearning, and often clashing against one another. Yet, at the very center of this cosmic arrangement stand the immortals, enigmatic beings who straddle the line between the mortal and the divine, their wisdom and power beyond the grasp of any mere mortal. For Jiang Bai, a newcomer thrust into this intricate tapestry, the world is not merely a staggering display of chaos. Armed with the most advanced Divination System known to existence, he possesses a unique ability to read the flow of fate and probability. To him, nothing in this world is unexplainable, and no individual’s destiny lies beyond his calculative reach. It is a gift—and at times, a weighty burden. Just after undergoing the life-altering journey of transmigration, he finds himself caught in an extraordinary encounter. He meets a legendary immortal—a figure exuding an aura of ancient wisdom and power. With an air of urgency, the immortal seeks Jiang Bai's insight, requesting a reading of his fate. As Jiang Bai channels the energies around him and peers into the threads of destiny, he is struck with a profound shock. The reading reveals an impending doom—the immortal has only thirty seconds left to dwell among the living. Stunned and deeply shaken by this revelation, Jiang Bai can't help but question the whims of fate. Was this a mere coincidence, or was there some deeper design at play? The gravity of the situation sinks in as he recalls the dangers woven into the very fabric of the human realm—a perilous landscape rife with schemes of power, betrayal, and the relentless pursuit of cultivation. Each ascension toward immortality is shadowed by trials, and Jiang Bai knows all too well the treachery that lurks behind smiles and camaraderie. Faced with a monumental decision, Jiang Bai must navigate the blurred lines that separate ally from foe, illusion from reality. With the specter of mortality weighing heavily upon him, he recognizes that before he strides into the unknown, he must diligently assess his safety—a habit forged from his intrinsic cautious nature. On the brink of embarking on what promises to be an unpredictable journey, he turns to his Divination System, seeking guidance for the day ahead. “System, should I go out today?” he inquires, his heart racing with the anticipation of what lies beyond his immediate surroundings. With a calculated ease, the System responds, “Today is favorable for venturing out. Engage in activities such as cleaning and exploring the mysterious locales that beckon. However, heed this advisory: steer clear of marriage and intimate relations, for entanglements may prove hazardous in the treacherous world that awaits.” With a mind brimming with possibilities and the foreboding weight of destiny at his back, Jiang Bai steels himself. The world is poised on the cusp of an adventure, fraught with peril and promise, and he is determined to decipher the pathways ahead, one calculated step at a time.

My gaze fell on a slender mortal girl with short dark hair and glowing brown eyes. She looked like she was about to cry, and soon enough, she began sobbing. I glanced at the heaps of bodies around her—were they her companions? Why was she crying? This was war, and their fate was sealed the moment they entered my domain. I tilted my head, resting it on my hand as I studied her. There was something different about her, something I couldn’t quite figure out. Why did I feel a flicker of pain, an emotion, from my pitch-black heart? It shouldn’t be possible—my heart was dead. I was sure of that. Yet, she walked toward my castle, forcing herself closer with each step. Her foundation was weak, far weaker than the knights I had just slain. I channeled my cosmic bolt, aimed to kill, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I tried, but she kept moving forward, weeping uncontrollably. The ache inside me grew as she finally reached me, collapsing and embracing me, her cries so loud they seemed to echo in my soul. I was frozen, unsure of what to do. Emotions I thought long dead came crashing back. She sniffled and cried out, “Come home, big brother. Please come home with me.” She cuddled closer, and a warmth spread through me. I felt a warm liquid on my cheeks—tears. I realized I was crying. “Please, big brother, let’s go home,”

Cheng Jiayi, 28, single and unfortunate still a virgin, remember last before falling asleep he happily cuddling his squishy garfield cat. Miraculously overnight, he transmigrate into a body of 16 years old orphan teenager with the same name and appearance as him. Other transmigrate into grandeur setting with golden finger and not to mention different sort of other perks. They even have a system! But he waking up on hospital bed with head injury. Not to mention that relatives of him that definitely has shady intentions. Oh well, at least he meet a 'study tyrant' that look alike to that one actor he loves watching despite his stiff acting. It is not that Cheng Jiayi can revert to his old self despite how he want to. Well anyway he still can cuddle the bossy cat in his hostel room and enjoy the life of teenager, minus going to school all over again, not that education is not important, mind you. The 'study tyrant' with appearance like his favourite stiff actor could not stop emphasize this to him. But why this 'study tyrant' seems chanting mantra and churning out charms and amulet like he practicing to be a devil vanquisher monk in mainland drama. Yang Guang surely can be good looking monk. But still what with this amulet that he given to him as protections while tutoring him math problems. Seriously, Yang Guang might watch too much fantasy c-drama. Unexpected of 'study tyrant' of his calibre. Yet little that Cheng Jiayi know, transmigrating to this teenager body is only the beginning of a saga of an epic proportion(its only walk at school corridor at night nothing epic about it - Yang Guang) that filled with suspense (awkward), tensions (bumbling) and excitement ( Cheng Jiayi you are not excited, you basically screaming and crying hideously, I have video proof of that). Shut up fake monk !! Cheng Jiayi was so not screaming and crying hideously. At the very least he definitely look good even when screaming and crying. Well he seen a man with his eyes pop out and tongue longer than any curtain lounging on his bed while singing the current top kpop songs. Look even ghost is keeping up with current trend.

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Wedding planner and ethical hacker, Zhi Ruo dies but gets a second chance. She asked to have a pretty, healthy and rich body who never gets fat no matter how much she eats, who has a nice and warm family and so on... " And finally who has a peaceful life! Nothing much! " Zhi Ruo smiled to God. God:...Sure...( Yeah, that's not going to happen...) Well, it actually happened, kinda... She did get a pretty, healthy and rich body who doesn't get fat, a nice family and... but she needs to work...and she is the villain of the frustrating romance novel she just read... And what happened to her peaceful life? (╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻ Sigh...Let's just seen how it goes... Oh! And she received a nice big teddy bear who she always like to cuddle with! He is actually human but whatever, he is her exclusive teddy bear!

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