Contemplating Cartoon

In the heart-wrenching tale of a young cardiologist named Stacy, her world crumbles when she discovers her fiancé entangled with her best friend on the eve of her engagement party. Overwhelmed by devastation, she contemplates ending her life on a desolate bridge. But just as darkness threatens to consume her, a mysterious stranger emerges, saving her from the abyss. Together, they embark on a journey of healing and self-discovery, unraveling the hidden truths that lie beneath her shattered world. This gripping story of resilience and love reminds us that even in the face of despair, there is always hope for a brighter tomorrow.

In a world where the powerful ruled with an iron fist, one boy was dealt the worst cards—first by fate, then by the world, and finally by an Outer God. With each passing moment, he spiraled deeper into a reality determined to break him. One day, as the pool of blood bubbled and rumbled in an ancient temple of malignance, a young man emerged from the depths. Beasts roared in a twisted symphony, and his body radiated a bloody strength that no one could contain. He paused, a thought crossing his mind as he got out from the blood pool: "I'm really not a Demon." One day, as the massive corpse of a dragon lay idle, it shriveled, losing all its grandeur and dignity. Its desecrated body pulsed with dark energy, and from its stomach erupted a sharp, tyrannical sword aura, cutting through the air with lethal precision. A figure emerged, his black robe now stained blood red, his blood-red vertical eyes gleaming with a demonic fire. As he stood, surrounded by the lingering aura of death, he thought, "I’m really not a Demon." One day, when the Blood Moon shone in all its glory, and the Demon Sect was at its peak, the Gates of the Demon Sect were shattered, and their Sect Halls lay in ruin. In the heart of their Demonic Lands, signs of a cataclysmic battle were evident. Corpses, scattered like broken dolls, piled upon each other to form a massive mound. Atop this heap of death sat a figure, calm and unperturbed, bathed in moonlight. His four eyes scanned the surroundings, and after a moment of contemplation, he thought rationally, "I only killed Demons, so that doesn’t really make me a Demon."

To save the masses, Zhong Nianyao sacrifices herself to the heavens, thinking she would vanish into thin air. Surprisingly, when she opens her eyes again, she finds herself as the youngest daughter of the Zhong family in the imperial capital. In her previous life, as the national advisor of the Li Country, she spent her days in deep contemplation and eventually sacrificed herself for the people. Given a chance to relive her life, she decides to live freely and with ease. Zhong Nianyao, known in the capital as the infamous useless heiress who excels only in spending money, has been famously infatuated with the eldest young master of the Li family, Li Jingming. She even jumped into a river just on his saying. Later, to everyone's astonishment, Zhong Nianyao changed; she stopped chasing after Li Jingming and started setting up a stall on the overpass. People then said she must have gone mad. However, as time goes by— A real estate tycoon holds a black card, pleading for her to tell his fortune. A famous movie star clings desperately to her, crying for help. Even a renowned old artist brings his works to her, asking for feng shui advice. Zhong Nianyao didn't expect that just returning to her old profession would turn her into a master. She had always intended to keep a low profile! As she ponders this mystery, a man with a devilishly handsome face suddenly hugs her from behind, his deep voice filled with a seductive charm, 'My lady, when shall we start planning for a child?' Zhong Nianyao glances at the man and retorts with a single word— 'Scram—' (Sickly possessive lord VS Cunning heiress, pure love, those who like it, dive in!!)

In her pursuit of saving enough money to return home, Hannah found herself playing the role of the "first-love" character in a beloved novel. Originally, this character was a typical stand-in supporting actress, taking on various substitutes for the female lead as dictated by the male protagonists, such as donating kidneys or sparing road for the female lead, which she all agreed. Eventually, the original character succumbed to the pressure, turning dark and meeting a tragic demise with a disfigured face on the streets after being killed by the male protagonists. Hannah's task was to follow this grim plotline and achieve the tragic story's intended outcome. However, in the eyes of George River, she was merely a substitute he had enlisted—an entity dependent on him. When his true love returned, he callously abandoned the woman who deeply loved him. Later, he regretted his decision, only to discover that the once-begging woman was now surrounded by various exceptional men. The individuals who had previously used her as a shield—the movie king, the ambitious young actor who climbed over her for his ideal goddess, and the president who regretted his actions upon regaining his memory—all found themselves humbly pleading for her affection: "Hannah, the one I love is you." Confused by the sudden turn of events, Hannah observed her bank account steadily growing and stumbled upon a newfound skill for crafting tragic stories. As the main antagonist who successfully survived until the end of the story, Arnold Simmons was ruthless, dark, and violent. In his eyes, Hannah appeared to be the most naive woman he had ever encountered, her thoughts consumed solely by love. Witnessing her continuous deception by those around her, Arnold eventually reached a breaking point and seized her, declaring, "Stay by my side; let me handle your tasks." [A seemingly fragile flower with an inner strength, Daughter of the Sea, crosses paths with an obsessed, dark, and sinister antagonist who contemplates disrupting the pond of bred fish every day.]

During the demon-summoning ceremony, Aiwass finally recalled his past life's memories. This should be an online game that his family's company had released and operated for six years. Now, his foster father was the leader of the latest version's antagonist organization. He would expose his identity six years later, hesitate and then defect from the protagonist's side. Ultimately, because he decided to take a fatal strike meant for the player character, he was killed by his upright older brother in a transitional CG without even a chance to enter the main content. ——But the problem was not too significant. Aiwass also knew many secret advancement routes exclusive to the player character, as well as the Nurturing Secret Sequel regulations of the various Paths. He believed he could reverse his unfortunate fate…… So now there was only one issue left. "According to the original plot, shouldn't I have been rescued by the protagonist before this lousy ceremony even began?" Tied to the ceremonial altar as a sacrifice, Aiwass fell into contemplation. —————— Keywords: Victorian Fantasy, Amber Flow

Ash Ketchum having placed third at the "Lily of the Valley" Tournament, the Sinnoh League. He was contemplating his next moves when he mysteriously passed away in his sleep. Simultaneously in a separate timeline Ash has just won the Pokemon World Coronation Series and is contemplating his next moves. When disaster strikes and he is gunned down by a freshly escaped Hunter J. Arceus has decided to give Ash another chance to succeed. Join Ash as he takes over his already in progress life, with skills and memories beyond his years. Ash will awaken at the end of his Sinnoh League Journey to take on his life again. Meeting his old pokemon and catching new friends along the way.

Anna's world shatters when she discovers her husband's infidelity and his secret desire for a child. She was consumed by despair, and blaming it on her infertility, Anna contemplates ending her life. But fate intervenes, and a mysterious system transports her to an abandoned storybook world. In this realm, Anna is bound to a demigod, Kael, who rules with an iron fist, crushing the spirits of the people. The system's task is clear: Anna must navigate this treacherous world, training and learning to defeat Kael, now her husband. With each step, she'll earn real-life currency, offering a chance to escape her painful past when she returns to earth. But as Anna embarks on this journey, she's forced to confront her own darkness when an unexpected twist complicates her quest: she begins to develop feelings for Kael, the very man she's destined to kill. Torn between her loyalty to the system and her growing attachment to Kael, Anna must navigate the lines between reality and fantasy. Will she find a way to defy the system's expectations and forge her own path, or will she succumb to the fate that's been laid out for her? “I mean, what am I going back to earth for?”

DO ADD "Llaellen's Updates" BOOK IN YOUR LIBRARY TO GET THE LATEST UPDATES ABOUT MY PLANS FROM HERE ON OUT 'The famous mister truck strikes again.' A joke in her mind turned to reality. She thought that the famous mister truck would remain on those novels and anime's she had read and watched. But when it was her turn to have the chance in going back in time, she made a vow to mister truck. 'Okay mister truck, since you gave me a second chance I will make sure that this time I will succeed.' ***** This is the typical story of her being hated by the male lead. She was hated because he and his love couldn't be together for the fact that she and he ended up getting drunk one night and woke up beside each other the next day, NAKED. Indeed, cliché... It was only later that she found out that it was actually a plot of his mother who didn't like his lover for being poor and believes that she was a heiress. Once again a cliché route... But alas she was not, she was disowned by her family and had lived on her own for long. Don't get her wrong, she wasn't a villainess. She was simply trying to fulfill a promise. Now that she has the chance, she still chose to continue trying to fulfill her promise in this second life. What can she do? She was a stubborn person. But this time she has no plans on failing. She will... SAVE HIM... A cliché route? Nope not at all... Because she was not the cliché female lead either... ***** "Yes, yes, I am already tired of that as well. Don't worry I am stopping now, mama's boy." There was mock in her tone and he couldn't help but to turn red in anger. The phone in his hand was gripped tighter, his knuckles turning white. "You-" "Good bye, mama's boy." *BEEP BEEP* This was the very first time he became furiously speechless towards her. ***** When she opened her eyes, she saw him towering over her. "Hmmm isn't it that sleeping beauty will see the seven dwarves once she opens her eyes? Why am I seeing a giant?" He frowned at her words. At the same time she did. "Were there any dwarves in sleeping beauty?" ***** "It's the wicked witch, here to bully cinderella?" Then she muttered, "Oh no, I think that does not match. Was there a witch in cinderella?" The mother was gritting her teeth in anger while she contemplated on the story of cinderella if there was a witch in it. ***** "Do it." A gun was pointed at her temple but her eyes focused on his. She said only two words but her eyes were saying more. 'Trust yourself for you can do it.' She even tilted her head a little to the side without the gunman noticing. Now with only a space with the size of a pingpong ball, he aimed his gun. If he shoot that pingpong ball sized space perfectly, the man will die. If he don't then she will die. When he wavered and turned to look at her eyes, she was actually smiling and mouthed, 'You will be able to save me.' *BANG* *UPDATES DAILY* Do read my other stories: SHE'S THAT KNIGHT KNOWN AS ZERO (COMPLETED) VENGEANCE TO THE ROYAL ONES (COMPLETED) COMING FOR THE LAST FOURTEENTH (COMPLETED) RESTARTING CHAPTER BOOK FINALE (COMPLETED) VERACITY OF THE PAST (COMPLETED) LEFT BEHIND BY TIME (COMPLETED) CHAINS LIFTED: HER SECOND ACT (ONGOING) LLAELLEN'S UPDATES (NEVER ENDING) Disclaimer: Cover photo not mine... Please message me if I needed to change it...

Chen Miao transmigrated to a supernatural world, where everyone had their own profession, such as "Student", "Fighter", "Thief", and so on. After much contemplation, he activated the "Gunslinger" profession. From then on! While the foreign races brandished their claws to invade, and others tirelessly trained their physical fitness and learned skills. Chen Miao silently ventured into secret realms to collect all sorts of materials, crafting Occupation Exclusive weapons like the "Thompson Submachine Gun," "Falling Blossom Sniper Rifle," "Inferno Gatling," "Matrix Sky-Eye Cannon," and so on. ... One day, people suddenly noticed that a very unfamiliar Supernatural Occupation had appeared on the city's Combat Power rankings. And in the crowd. Chen Miao, bare-chested under a black suit jacket with sunglasses on and a cigar in his mouth, held two Inferno Gatlings in his hands, looking up slightly at a group of scoundrels in front of him with the corners of his mouth turned up. "Don't wait for me to stuff the gun barrel in your mouth before you admit you were wrong."

John, a 19-year-old orphan, grapples with life's harsh realities after being abandoned by his uncle. Despite his efforts, John is deemed talentless by the Francisco's family and is brutally cast out; left with nothing but memories of his stolen inheritance from his father and the pain of rejection. John contemplates ending his suffering but ultimately resolves to survive by wandering the unforgiving streets of Golden City. Living hand-to-mouth, John clings to the little cash he had managed to save before his parents' untimely demise. With grit and relentless determination, he becomes a street vendor, working day and night. It's now two years and John has amassed $5,000, gaining local fame as "Jonte," the resilient vendor whose story continues to inspire many. Fearing the resentment of the Francisco's family in the city, John decision to relocate and move to Greenland City in the eastern was no doubt. Thereafter, capitalizing $4000 on his first investment, who knew that John would receive a prompt with a congratulatory message that echoed in his mind with an irritating mechanical voice! [Congratulations for activating Ten Times Investment Rebate System.] Stunned, John listened as the voice continued... [The Host is entitled to exuberant rewards on any investment made.] Before John could fully grasp what was going on, another messages echoed in his mind severally one after the other. [Congratulations! The Host has received $40,000 Ten Times Investment Rebate applied. The Host can confirm in his personal account.] Immediately, his almost worn out Samsung phone wrang indicating a new message.{ Confirmed. You have received $40,000 from TTIRS.} John opened his mouth agape and his face shown with a hot smile. He quietly returned his phone in the pocket and lowered his head as new messages continued to echo in his mind. [Congratulations! The Host has earned a Honda motorcycle as a reward.] [ The Host rewarding rates will come in this order: Upon making an investment worth $4000 $20,000 $50,000 $100,0000 and above] [Congratulations! The Host will be equipped with driving skills upon any successful achievement.] John's life transforms in an instant, his mind swirling with possibilities and the promise of unimaginable wealth. Would John one day downfall the wealth record history of the Fransisco's family? Find the truth behind his parents demise? Fight for his position in the family for his inheritance before the court of law or focus on his life realities? Let us all join John our hero who is determined to showcase his life realities. *** Hello readers!! It's your favorite author here. I hope you all are enjoying my book, it's my first time writing so I hope you all take it easy with me and please be sure to correct me on anything I'm doing wrong. ATTENTION!!! ATTENTION!!! KINDLY SUPPORT MY OTHER WORK... 1. The Legendary Boxing System http://wbnv.in/a/09in4aK [it's here on webnovel]

“If you had the choice to live your life again, would you do it?” That was the question that pestered someone's mind as his body was crushed by debris, waiting for death. He had lived as nothing more than a cog in a machine, a puppet for his father's will. Although as abrupt as it was, his disappointing life ended in a devastating earthquake, surrounded by the corpses of his colleagues. As he was contemplating how unfair his life was, he made a resigned declaration to sleep normally again, one last time.  But, even the eternal rest didn't happen. Upon opening his eyes, he was reincarnated into another world as Deilos, the son of Demon Lord Dantalion, and found himself trapped in a jail where he was tortured, starved, and left all alone for days on end.  Just when Deilos thought his life couldn't sink any lower, a mysterious knight appeared before him and was rescued by the orders of the Demon Lord Barbatos. Deilos was used by Barbatos as a pawn in a petty dispute between human nobles and demon lords regarding the rebellion of humans within the demon territory. The only way to survive was to be a more cunning predator among predators in a battle of wits and deception, where one misstep can lead to death.  How will he face this awful life now? Will he be just another pawn, or will he be able to reclaim his life again? Well, that is what we'll see. 

Vincent Wolf experienced the frustration of having his Beast Contract Agreement with the Fox Spirit terminated when he was just starting out. He felt upset because he forgot to mention the key phrase "Do not bully the poor young man." However, he was grateful that his Beast Talent, "Simulation," had already been activated before the contract was terminated. Otherwise, forgetting his key phrase could have affected the use of this cheat. But why did this simulation talent make him replace the consciousness of the tamed beast in the secret realm? Could there be a bug or something? Therefore, Vincent worked hard in the simulation, fighting monsters, leveling up, and enduring torture. Meanwhile, his tamed beasts enjoyed the benefits, rapidly leveling up and even gaining proficiency in skills through him, the beast tamer. Vincent couldn't help but complain, "This is robbery! Who is the real beast tamer here?!" His simulation talent responded, "Who says a beast tamer can't be used as a tamed beast?" In the end, Vincent looked at himself, now possessing countless skills, and fell into deep contemplation…

Mummy Issues? Daddy issues? You're low-key contemplating your life by 3am? It doesn't matter here's a place of poetry get ready to be seen I'll be posting this on Royal road.com

"So, Diana, what's your excuse for betraying me?" His amber glinted eyes bore into the woman with bloodied, broken blue hair, kneeling in complete disarray. "... you're evil." "Oh, so, looking out for all of you makes me evil?" The man narrowed his eyes, contemplating the echoes of protagonist halos and heroines' mentality, starkly real now. Coming from a world far removed from such grim reality, he had read about these personalities in novels, but experiencing their shortcomings firsthand was a different story. "How am I evil?" He looked down at his foot where a young man, limbless and crushed, lay in a state of complete brokenness, mustering the little strength he had left to utter some words. "... y.. you ba..stard, You killed millions." Hearing these words, the man's internal amusement grew at the absurdity of these hypocritical people. He had eradicated all the evil organizations within the Empire after ascending to his throne. Wars were waged to crush rebellious kingdoms that stood against his Empire, uniting the entire Heidal Continent under one flag—the Selvius Empire. He shifted his gaze towards another woman with pink hair, her body completely broken, supported by a rock to maintain a semblance of balance amidst the devastation. "Hmm, so what about you, Karina? Wasn't your family about to be executed by the Aidiac Royal family? Is it wrong for me to have intervened?" "You killed them without mercy, and although you saved my family, it was not worth it." "I just saved—" "It's bullshit. You could have solved everything peacefully without drawing so much blood." Hearing all this, the man began to understand why those novels depicted these people as hypocritical and low in intelligence. If he hadn't saved them, they would have suffered the most gruesome fate. Yet, despite being saved, these ungrateful individuals chose to blame him. The bitter irony of their ingratitude gnawed at him, leaving a bitter taste in his mouth. "Guess you all have the same reasons." The man looked towards the seven people, their disdainful gazes directed at him. He had only aimed to change their fates, to rescue some from slavery, others from crippling circumstances, and a few from inevitable betrayal. Yet, they all blamed him for saving them, unable to comprehend that he had severed the root causes that would have subjected them to excruciating suffering. "Hahaha." "Indeed, now I see." He now understood what those novels had tried to convey—'these idiots think this whole world works like they think it would.' 'System......... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Join Discord for Faster Update notification:: https://discord.gg/QZnWtQARft Additional Tags :- Smart MC, Harem, Time Travel, Yandere, Tsundere, Ruthless, Manipulative, Cunning, Regret, Reincarnation, Transmigration, System, No-forgiveness, Betrayal, elves, werewolves, vampires, dwarves, demons. **NO YURI, NO INCEST, NO NTR and Anything That Readers Hate, Me myself being a Reader, will never provide content that will destroy reader's mood. **MC is not Weak and Simp, his mentality maybe, to have soft corner for people in need but by no means he is blind, Don't take his Silence as his weakness. **About My Writing style - I love to keep Readers on edge, Don't believe what your eyes read as maybe they are some illusions, Coming to conclusions about plots will be your biggest mistake. Lastly, Don't Ask Questions in Review, it is for your true opinion about Novel, Go through novel once and leave a review, if you like it. ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE ~ you can expect some errors Villain https://discord.gg/QZnWtQARft

``` Qu'arrive-t-il quand une déesse tombe amoureuse d'un métamorphe ? Asara ; la déesse de l'amour, fut punie par son père, le dieu du tonnerre. Son crime fut de tomber amoureuse d'un métamorphe Alpha mortel. Pour expier ses péchés, elle renaquit en tant que Cassandra LeBlanc ; une Princesse mortelle dans le royaume magique de Speldaria. Sa famille et son royaume, à l'exception de sa sœur cadette, l'ont rejetée car elle naquit sans aucune capacité magique et elle n'avait aucun souvenir de sa véritable identité. Son fiancé, le puissant mage commandant de Speldaria, était indifférent à son égard. Il désirait quelqu'un de fort. La vie de Cassandra fut bouleversée lorsqu'elle reçut en cadeau un esclave guerrier par le puissant Alpha de Dusartine. On lui demanda de participer à l'événement annuel de l'Arène en collaborant avec le guerrier. Cassandra, qui haïssait 'L'Arène' de tout son souffle. Un endroit où le sang coulait comme du vin et où la vie était moins chère que l'air même qu'ils respiraient, ne comprenait pas sa place dans tout cela. Par-dessus le marché, le mystérieux guerrier l'affectait de manières inimaginables. Son regard hypnotique la troublait. Son essence rare la submergeait. Son corps musclé et bronzé la consumait de pensées coupables. Même les rêves de sa vie passée la tourmentaient. Lorsque 'L'Arène' commença, les agendas cachés et les vérités sous-jacentes furent révélés et Cassandra se vit jouer une main du destin. Elle n'eut d'autre choix que de se soumettre et de choisir un chemin. La question serait donc. Comment Cassandra va-t-elle réagir une fois qu'elle apprendra la malédiction qui a été placée sur elle ? Sera-t-elle capable d'obtenir ses capacités magiques et de s'opposer à son père ? Qui l'aidera dans son voyage ? ~Extrait~ C’est alors qu'elle le ressentit, tout entier. Toute sa rugosité. La force de son bras. La douceur de ses lèvres. La prise de sa main. La chaleur de son souffle. Chaque muscle de son corps se tendit à l'idée de dormir dans les bras d'un homme. Elle n'avait jamais dormi dans l'étreinte d'un mâle auparavant. Sa peau toute entière fourmillait, comme si de petites étincelles dansaient sur les endroits même qui touchaient le sien. Les crevasses de son cerveau abritaient ces souvenirs qui n'étaient pas les siens. Ce contact, d'une certaine manière, ne lui semblait pas étranger. Elle se sentait en sécurité dans son étreinte apaisante et n'avait pas l'envie de le repousser, et pourtant elle savait que c'était loin d'être approprié. Cassandra tenta de se dégager de son emprise, mais ses bras semblaient être faits de fer, car ils ne bougeaient pas. Le vêtement léger qu'elle portait avait glissé de sa cuisse laiteuse, la dévoilant alors que sa jambe musclée et bronzée s'y drapait. Et maintenant elle pouvait sentir quelque chose la pousser dans le dos. Ses yeux s'agrandirent soudain de réalisation et Cassandra paniqua complètement. « Lâche-moi ! » dit-elle d'une voix lourde. Siroos leva lentement sa jambe et relâcha son étreinte sur sa taille pour qu'elle puisse s'écarter. Il s'était réveillé lorsqu'elle s'était raidie pour la première fois mais souhaitait voir ce qu'elle allait essayer. Avec des yeux largement ouverts elle vola un regard vers l'homme qui l'avait enveloppée dans son étreinte comme un trésor précieux, son trésor. Ses yeux dorés en fusion s'étaient entrouverts et il la regardait avec une douceur et un désir. Ces boucles brunes souples tombaient sur ses yeux alors qu'il oubliait de cligner des yeux, contemplant la beauté intemporelle qu'elle était. Son parfum unique était une torture pour ses sens. Comme il souhaitait saisir sa cheville délicate, la tirer vers lui et l'avoir étalée sous lui. Embrasser la peau même qui exhalait un tel parfum qui le rendait fou. À la place, il plia son bras et le plaça sous sa joue en l'utilisant comme un oreiller pour la contempler avec un désir empli dans les yeux. Le silence gênant entre eux se prolongea pendant que Cassandra racla sa gorge. « Tu devais vraiment te hisser sur moi pour dormir ? » « Ce n'était pas intentionnel, mais c'était certainement séduisant et définitivement pas la dernière fois. » Sa voix profondément hypnotique était encore plus envoûtante en ce début de matinée alors qu'elle résonnait tout autour d'elle. La couverture du livre m'appartient. ```

[Warning: strong mature content] Jasmine Everly was humiliated and thrown out of the house after being served with divorce papers by her husband, Sabastian Donovan, the only person she had ever loved, all due to a heartbreaking misunderstanding. She was so dependent on Sabastian that she had no one else and nowhere else to turn. Hurt and broken, she contemplated the end, but fate intervened when she discovered her pregnancy after enduring multiple miscarriages. This gave her the reason and determination to live. She worked hard to stand on her own just to give her daughter everything. After 6 years, she meets her ex-husband again as an investor in the design studio she works for, and he demands that she work with him for a month. What happens in a month? Why does he want her now? Will he find out that he has a daughter? Will they finally solve their misunderstanding and get back together? Or does he still love her? Will they have a happy ending? --------- He let my hands go and moved back a little, asking, "So she is not my daughter?" His voice was so calm, mirroring his eyes. It.... It's scary. Why did he suddenly turn so clam...? "No." I stood my ground, even though my heart was shouting to tell him the truth. All of a sudden, he grabbed my throat and slammed me against the wall, making my eyes widen. The unknown sensation spread across my skin like a wildfire. "So what if she is not my daughter? You still belong to me! But not in the fucking way I promised, but in the way you deserve!" His dark harsh voice vibrated on the edge of the earshell and sent a shiver down my spine, breaking out the cold sweat. "Wha...what....?!" My words were swallowed by his kiss, harsh unforgiving and hungry kiss. My body froze against his huge one as he pushed me against the wall with his, making me a sandwich between him and the wall. My eyes rolled back, and my mind stopped working as all I could feel was him, his body, and his lips. "You are always mine! Remember this, Jas!".

Amidst the eerie silence of an unfamiliar hall, a cacophony of confused voices rose, mingling in a chorus of bewilderment. "Where are we?" "What happened?" "I thought I died!" Each utterance hung in the air, a testament to the collective disbelief gripping the room. As the haze of confusion lifted, disjointed memories surfaced, fragments of lives cut short by tragedy. "I remember... I was stabbed..." ventured one voice, echoed by another's affirmation of a similar fate. "I... I died in a plane crash," muttered a third, only to be met with a stunned agreement from a fellow survivor. Amidst the chaos of bewildered voices, one man stood apart, his expression a mask of contemplation amidst the turmoil. As his companions recounted their brushes with death, his mind churned with questions, each more confounding than the last. "I got shot... I remember it vividly," he murmured to himself, his voice barely audible above the din. "So how am I still here?" The enigma of their shared resurrection gnawed at him, compelling him to seek answers in the depths of his memories. With each revelation of a paired demise—a male and female, bound by the same tragic fate—a flicker of recognition ignited within him. "This... this seems familiar," he mused, the pieces of a puzzle slowly coalescing in his mind. But the picture remained incomplete, obscured by the fog of uncertainty that shrouded their surroundings. As the words "pairs, pairs, pairs" echoed in his mind like a cryptic mantra, a sudden realization struck him with the force of a revelation. "It can't be... don't tell me..." he whispered, his voice trembling with disbelief. With a sense of urgency, he began to scan his surroundings, searching for any sign or clue that could confirm his suspicions. Then, as if guided by an unseen force, his gaze shifted upwards, and there, bathed in an ethereal light, stood an angelic figure with golden apparel, its gaze fixed upon him with a warm smile. The sight took his breath away, filling him with a mixture of awe and trepidation. The man's heart raced as faced a real angel, his mind struggling to comprehend the surreal encounter unfolding before him. The angel's words, spoken with an air of amusement, only deepened the enigma shrouding their meeting. "I never expected anyone to notice me," the angel remarked, a hint of playfulness in its voice. "I was concealing my presence to let everyone fully calm down, but to think someone noticed me. Just who are you?" Ethan's disbelief and confusion intensified at the angel's question. "Eh... Ethan Rivers," he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. As Aurelia, the angel, finally revealed himself to the bewildered assembly, a hush fell over the room, each soul drawn in by his radiant presence and commanding aura. Ethan's gaze lingered on Aurelia. "Greetings, lost souls," Aurelia declared, his voice resonating with a majestic power that seemed to fill the very air around them. "I am Aurelia, and I shall be your guide to your new life." As Aurelia extended his arms in a gesture of welcome, Ethan felt a surge of rage and hesitation, "This it bad, really bad."

Full Title, AZI: The History Shattering Burial of a Selfish Lunatic, Who Walked through Reincarnation for Two-Trillion Years Volumes 1-3 Synopsis: “Who?” Holding a lone gourd in hand the young man raises it to the Heavens with a single question. “Who wishes to accompany me? To stay by my side for an eternity, and to walk through the mountains, and seas?” May container spoilers below Volume 4 Synopsis: Weapon spirits, such is the nature of every single Sinner within the Leng Bing Realm. In other words, all of them are but tools, and a tool… “A tool has no right to choose their owner, and what a tool does is decided by their owner.” “…Cruel, how very cruel the laws of this world are. Even upon death, a soul may not rest.” Volume 5 Synopsis: “Surnamed Ye, if you had a choice between being a hero or a demon lord, which would you choose? Naturally, you can also choose to be a villager A or B if you wanted to.” “What kind of question is that? Hmm.” Contemplating for a bit, Ye Chen answers— “I guess, the hero? Since he always wins in the end?” “Hero, is it?” “And you, surnamed Long?” “I think, the role of the hero—is a role that should only be played by a masochist.” “The hell? Is this entire question supposed to be a way to diss me?” “The fate of a hero is to suffer. They’re constantly being pushed left and right. …While everyone else drowns in a sea of despair, a hero must stand their ground, and step forward—to guide the deadbeats along. They must become the shining beacon of hope that others may follow—towards a future, where they may survive. Tell me then, if a hero isn’t a masochist, then what are they?” The world is a game board, those who control the game board, and the game itself… What are they? Volume 6 Synopsis: “A lunatic near death has three options. One, they can choose to pass away peacefully. Two, they can choose to spend the rest of their remaining life to find a solution that will let them live. Three, they can drag an entire world down as a part of their burial.” ……… “The longer you live for, and the more you experience, the less you care about the things around you. Maybe, I’m just someone who has reached that point?” ……… “You’re right in saying that even if this world goes up into flames, I’d still be drinking away at my leisure. Why bother to care for a world that is completely foreign to me? The people who I had cared for, they aren’t here; hence, I see very little purpose in getting myself invested into this environment.” ……… The 46th prince of the Hong Xiao Empire was born between the emperor and the 114th concubine. He was born on a moonlit night, and yet, since his eyes were blind, his majesty—the emperor decided to name him Bujian Yue. “Did you know—that the more fearful a prey is, the tastier it is? At least to me, since I enjoy chewing on my food to savor the flavor.” “…?” Enlarging its stature, the black serpent abruptly snaps its head forward, and swallows the palace maid whole. Leaving a bite mark on the ground, the black serpent begins to chew, as the sound of meat and bones being pulverized comes from its maw. And eventually, the black serpent swallows.

"I can't take it anymore! I just want to die. Why can't anyone understand that?" Almost clothless in the dark night, Camille yelled from the high rocky hill in tears. The clouds thundered while it wept bitterly and heavily. Her clothes were torn and badly revealing as a result of the angry rain. ' Jump. ' She heard a faint voice loud and clear. "What?" She murmured lowly in a tone only she could hear. ' Jump. ' The voice instructed her again. "I.. I'm scared to!" She sobbed. ' You want to die, don't you? You really want death so much. You're just one step away from the door of lifelessness. Just close your eyes and put one foot in front of the other. ' ' Baby steps, Camille. Baby steps! ' Her breath became unsteady a bit. She was beginning to contemplate on the idea. Is this really it? The way she was going to die! ' What are you waiting for Camille? Do it! ' She calmed herself drenched by the rain. She was beginning to accept death little by little. ' Just close your eyes and take the step. I promise you won't feel a thing.' What a simple instruction for a complicated action! ' On the count of three, Camille! ' ' We'll count together.' She nodded and counted in unison with the voice: "One...two..." "...three..."

Nagi Travers, a 20-year-old shut-in and former gaming champion, lives a miserable and isolated existence after being tormented by bullies throughout his life. Fired from his last job and grieving the loss of his parents, Nagi now survives by playing video games and barely ventures outside. His world spirals further into despair when he encounters Jake and Mary, his former high school bullies, who humiliate him and steal his money. Broken by the return of his tormentors and the weight of his past, Nagi contemplates suicide as his only escape. Just as he’s about to take his life, a small girl’s ball rolls into the street, with a speeding truck barreling towards her. In a moment of selflessness, Nagi rushes out and saves the girl, sacrificing himself in the process. Fatally injured, he reflects on the idea that it's better to die doing good than bad. Nagi awakens in a surreal, white world, where he is greeted by an angelic figure who offers him two choices: remain in eternal peace, free from suffering, or be reborn in a different world where he could seek redemption and a second chance at life. Nagi faces a life-altering decision—rest forever or attempt to find meaning and fulfillment in another world. (Note: it is the revised version of my earlier work with the same title)

Haruto and Miyuki’s love story is filled with passion, heartbreak, and deep emotional turmoil. Haruto, a sensitive young man, falls deeply in love with Miyuki, a beautiful but fragile girl hiding a life-threatening heart condition. As their bond strengthens, Haruto becomes more attuned to her declining health, though Miyuki tries to keep her illness a secret. Despite their deep connection, Miyuki makes the painful decision to leave Haruto, fearing her condition will only hurt him further. Devastated, Haruto contemplates ending his life by the lake where they shared precious moments together. Just as he's about to give in to his grief, he sends a final message to Miyuki and Sakura, saying goodbye. Sakura, Haruto’s loyal friend, rushes to the lake to stop him, saving him in time, but Miyuki’s condition worsens, and she dies in his arms. Heartbroken but grateful for Sakura's support, Haruto begins to heal. With time, he learns that love, even in loss, can guide him toward strength and healing, carrying Miyuki’s memory in his heart forever. This story explores love, loss, the pain of separation, and the healing power of friendship and memory.

Il n’y a ni héritages cachés, ni querelles ancestrales, ni romances interdites dans le monde d’Arthon. Cette saga littéraire se déploie à travers la tapisserie discrète des rencontres tranquilles de la vie. Tandis qu’Arthon parcourt des paysages changeants, il converse avec des voyageurs qui ne portent aucun secret à dévoiler—seulement des pensées simples, du pain partagé, et des réflexions apaisées. Au fil du temps, il affine sa grande vision poétique, découvrant que l’esprit humain s’épanouit non pas dans de grandes révélations, mais dans des espoirs chuchotés et un artisanat patient. Le Voyage Silencieux d’Arthon est une exploration contemplative de ce que signifie persister, écouter, et trouver un sens dans les coins les plus modestes du monde.

There are no hidden legacies, no ancestral feuds, and no forbidden romances in Arthon’s world. Instead, this literary saga unfolds through the understated tapestry of life’s quiet encounters. As Arthon wanders through changing landscapes, he speaks with travelers who carry no secrets to unravel—only simple thoughts, shared bread, and calm reflections. Over time, he refines his grand poetic vision, discovering that the human spirit thrives not on great revelations, but on whispered hopes and steady craftsmanship. The Silent Journey of Arthon is a contemplative exploration of what it means to persist, to listen, and to find meaning in the most unassuming corners of the world.

based on the movie “ free guy “ just watch the movie . where a extra character becomes sentient . and must now protect the mc . with connection to the camera man with god like abilities . ( notice : some of these characters are depicted without a face . They have a head but not a face like a mannequin . You’ve seen faceless side characters before if you watch a cartoon , manga or anime ) the novel is set in an anime . requirement goal for next chapter : -1 review -1 collection

"Ryan Carter's room was filled with shadows as he sat in heavy silence, contemplating his past failures. In a moment of overwhelming despair, he muttered to himself, 'If only I had the power to change my past!' Suddenly, an old, neglected lamp in the corner of the room caught his attention, pulling him into a strange parallel world. There, he meets the red-haired witch, Lilia Rosemary, marking the beginning of Ryan's journey full of mystery and a quest for answers about what happened to him and what fate might have in store."

Development of Life From the fiery birth of our planet to the intricate web of life that now flourishes across Earth, "Development of Life" offers an unparalleled journey through the evolutionary saga that defines our world. Spanning thirteen meticulously crafted volumes, this comprehensive work delves deep into the origins, diversification, and ongoing transformation of life, presenting a richly detailed narrative suitable for scholars and enthusiasts alike. Volume 1 lays the groundwork by exploring Earth's early habitability, tracing the planet's formation, the emergence of primordial oceans and atmospheres, and the spark of prebiotic chemistry that set the stage for life. As the series progresses, readers will traverse the dawn of microbial life in Volume 2, witness the rise of prokaryotes in Volume 3, and understand the monumental impact of the Great Oxygenation Event in Volume 4. The advent of complex eukaryotic cells and the emergence of multicellularity are brought to life in Volumes 5 and 6, respectively, highlighting the evolutionary leaps that paved the way for diverse ecosystems. Volume 7 captures the explosive diversification during the Cambrian Explosion, while Volume 8 and 9 chart the colonization and expansion of life onto land, culminating in the dynamic eras of mass extinctions and the rise of reptiles and dinosaurs in Volume 10. Transitioning to the age of mammals, Volume 11 traces their diversification and dominance, setting the stage for Volume 12’s deep dive into primate evolution and the intricate pathways leading to Homo sapiens. The final Volume 13 encapsulates the current biodiversity landscape, the profound influences of the Anthropocene, and the cutting-edge frontiers of life’s exploration, including the enigmatic microbial dark matter and the resilient deep biosphere. "Development of Life" not only chronicles the past but also reflects on the present and contemplates the future of biodiversity in a world increasingly shaped by human activity. Each volume interweaves scientific rigor with engaging storytelling, offering fresh perspectives and in-depth analyses that illuminate the complex interplay between life and its ever-changing environment. Whether you are a seasoned researcher, a graduate student, or a passionate seeker of knowledge, "Development of Life" stands as an essential compendium, celebrating the resilience, adaptability, and sheer wonder of life on Earth.

Men join the military for all sorts of reasons: duty, glory, honor, defending the fatherland, and all that noble nonsense. Danny, however, joined for just two things—money and women. And if he could get both at the same time, even better. Sergeant Rock, a man whose charm was only rivaled by his inability to keep a promise, sold Danny a dream. “Fight for the empire, boy, and I’ll get you knighted,” Rock said, rubbing his hands together like some kind of cartoon villain. “The emperor will give you land, the crowds will cheer, and the women? Oh, they’ll want you. All of them.” Danny, who had the intellectual depth of a puddle, believed it. Why wouldn’t he? It was a great deal. No one ever said war wasn’t a dirty business, but at least it came with perks, right? Well, turns out, Sergeant Rock was about as reliable as a wet paper towel. No knight’s title, no land, no women throwing themselves at Danny. What Danny did get was a front-row seat to endless slaughter, where the only thing harder than the fighting was pretending there was honor in it. The blood ran thick, the bodies piled high, and Danny was left wondering if all those promises were just someone’s sick joke. Probably Sergeant Rock’s. He had that kind of face. But Danny wasn’t the sort of man to break a promise, especially not the one Rock made about "being a man of your word." So he slogged through the mess, stabbing pigs, fighting witches, and generally doing what he was told, hoping against hope that maybe the lies would somehow come true. Spoiler: they didn’t. The war was lost, the emperor got a sword through his royal gut courtesy of some flying freak, and Danny? Well, he was now famous for being very bad at war crimes. After the war, Danny was tried, convicted, and sentenced to 296 years in prison. He served them all, because apparently, the universe has a sense of humor. Now, after an excruciatingly long vacation, Danny’s free. All he wants is to be a better man, which is a bit like saying you want to learn to juggle chainsaws while standing on a tightrope. It sounds good, but there’s a reason no one tries it. The reason? There’s a demon inside him, and it’s got a very bad attitude. All it wants is death, destruction, and general mayhem. But hey, Danny’s trying. And that counts for something, right?

[Check out my new novel, "THE BILLIONAIRE'S BABIES ALL WANT ME"] "Greatness comes after the third death". .... Joanna Anderson, had nothing except the empty title of being the King's mate, making her a foe to everyone in the kingdom. Losing her mother in infancy, despised by her father and having suffered so much for years, she was pushed down a cliff and left to die. Kayden Greyson, the fifth King of Twipera, was a gentle and loving soul until the day he lost his beloved and everything changed. With the bitterness of heart and the mysterious death of all kings in their four years of reign, bothering him, he is helplessly faced with death. Can he find out the true cause and save himself or would he fall prey? And what has her survival had to do with his life? **** The wind howled in response as its sweetness, welcomed the body that was thrown into its embrace. "I have suffered too much all my life to end up like this. I don't want my life to end like a joke. I deserve more than what I got from life. I, Joanna, refused to die.” Tears rippled through her face as she closed her eyes waiting for the final destination at death’s door. But… it never came. No one has ever entered the Ancient Forest of No Return and come out alive but this powerless werewolf girl did. Not only coming back alive but with a system, making her powerful through completing missions. The last thing on Joanna's mind after returning was having a relationship or anything that has to do with love but the first mission she got changed everything. [Main mission: Seduce and make your mate hard and say I LOVE YOU] [Reward: 50 exp] [Failure: returning to level 1] Almost pulling out her hair or crying, the mission remained unchanged. She needed to seduce the king either way. ***** This is not your typical kind of werewolf novel. I can assure you that this book is different. All you need to do is to be a little patient and you will see the magic happen. Also to the curious ones who want to know, this is a romance story and although the MC has a SYSTEM the story won't be focused solely on the system aspect. It will explore the romance part of the story majorly, so those who are still contemplating, add the novel to your library

On his birthday, the day he believed would be filled with love and celebration, Alex, an orphan who had worked hard to carve a small sense of belonging in his lonely life, is betrayed by the person he trusted most—his girlfriend, Emma. Her deceit cuts deep, shattering the fragile hope he held close to his heart. Standing on the precipice of despair, Alex contemplates the unthinkable. But just as the darkness begins to claim him, a mysterious force intervenes. A portal appears, pulling him into a realm where magic, power, and destiny intertwine. This twist of fate is not just a coincidence—it’s the beginning of a transformative journey. In this new world, Alex is thrust into an urban society hidden beneath the surface of everyday life, where power is everything, and secrets run deep. He discovers ancient magical lineages, untapped potential within himself, and an enigmatic prophecy that hints at his critical role in shaping the future. Determined to rise above his past and seize control of his destiny, Alex embarks on a journey that takes him from a broken-hearted youth to a powerful figure in the magical world. Along the way, he builds unbreakable bonds, faces dangerous foes, and forms a loyal harem of extraordinary women who see him for the man he truly is, not the boy he was. As Alex masters his newfound abilities, he becomes a beacon of hope, establishing a kingdom built on trust and unity in both the magical and mundane worlds. Yet, lurking in the shadows are forces bent on his destruction, testing his resolve and challenging his ambition. With action-packed adventures, heartfelt romance, and the thrill of urban and magical life, Broken Promises, New Beginnings is a story of betrayal, growth, and the unyielding strength of the human spirit.

In the vast multiverse, a legendary being named Sahil Patel stands at the pinnacle of existence. His status transcends the boundaries of mere mortals, as he possesses unimaginable power and a plethora of talents that defy comprehension. Sahil is not bound by conventional limitations; he is a master of reality itself, equipped with a system that grants him the ability to edit anything according to his desires. Upon the moment of his birth and integration with the system, Sahil and his boundless capabilities become intertwined, forging a connection that ensures their lives are inseparable. The system, sworn to never harm its master in any way—physically, mentally, or otherwise—exists solely to aid Sahil in his adventurous journey through life. Sahil Patel's attributes are beyond quantification, with levels exceeding 999 in every conceivable category. His eyes possess unparalleled vision, including the Eye of Heaven, All-Seeing Eyes, Eye of Technology, Eye of True Vision, Eye of Insight, Pupil of Time and Space Nirvana, Omniscient Eye, and more. As for his class, occupation, and talents, Sahil boasts an extensive array of SSSSS+ level abilities, including Endless Extraction, Multiverse Extraction, Dream Maker, 100% Drop Rate, Elemental Control, Game Clone, Permanent Buff, Illusion, Monster Merging, and countless others. These talents are locked, waiting to be unlocked at Sahil's whim, offering a vast array of possibilities for his journey. His bloodline remains shrouded in mystery, and his mana/Qi is limitless. Sahil possesses an innate Dao Body, a Gamer Body, a God Emperor Glazed Body, and various other divine physiques that make him an immortal force to be reckoned with. Sahil's Dao is an Ultra-Ancient Supreme God-Level Dao, and his aura is that of the Lord of Aura, complemented by the Banished Immortal Aura emanating from the Ultimate Star. Halo-wise, he is the Lord of Halo, while his charm level stands at an astonishing 999+. Titles such as Undeniable Charm adorn Sahil's legendary persona, and his magical prowess is infinite. His skills include Instant Mastery*100 million, Magic Barrier, Soul Detection, Calm Aura, Absolute Control, and many more. Martial arts and soul weapons are in abundance, with an infinite variety at his disposal. The powers and abilities bestowed upon Sahil include the reality-editing prowess of the Reality Editor, the vast knowledge of the Digital Library of Heaven Path + Ai, and the omnipotent skill of All-Creation. His inventory consists of enigmatic items such as the All-Rounded Void Camera, King Treasure, and Quantum Smart Phone. Sahil's personal shop transcends imagination, containing everything from movies, TV series, novels, games, comics, cartoons, anime, and more. He even possesses a Minecraft world with creative and survival modes, a world-travel ability, and a pocket world under his absolute control. In summary, Sahil Patel, the Perfect Embodiment with Meta Probability Manipulation, stands as an unrivaled force in the cosmos, wielding the power to shape reality itself and embark on an adventure beyond the limits of imagination. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- AN OVERPOWERED CHARACTER THT YOU CAN WISH