Pichi Pichi Pich

Buio Pichi was orphaned before he could even speak, his parents were killed by demons. Now he is a powerful young man and is ready to eradicate the demon race, will he be successful tho? Follow him on his journey, down the Road to Revenge.

Characters: Rohan - Ek school student jo social media par kaafi active hai aur followers aur likes ko bahut seriously leta hai. Neha - Rohan ki classmate aur dost, jo responsible tareeke se social media use karti hai. Mr. Verma - School ke teacher, jo students ko social media ke risks ke baare mein samjhate hain. Scene 1: Rohan aur Social Media Ka Nasha Panel 1: Rohan apne phone par social media par scroll kar raha hai aur apne profile par like aur comments ka check kar raha hai. Text: "Wow! 100 likes! Lekin Neha ke 200 hain... kya karoon ki mere bhi aur followers badhein?" Panel 2: Rohan selfie lekar aur edit karke flashy captions ke sath post karte hue dikhaya jata hai. Text: "Shayad kuch aur cool post karne se mere likes badh jayenge!" Scene 2: Fake Fame Ka Pressure Panel 3: Rohan ek expensive sneakers kharid leta hai, sirf apne followers ko impress karne ke liye, lekin andar se nervous aur stressed lagta hai. Text: "In sab mein paise bhi kaafi lag rahe hain... par agar likes badh gaye toh worth it hoga!" Panel 4: Neha Rohan ko samjhati hai ki likes aur followers ke piche bhagna zaroori nahi hai, asli dosti aur self-worth in cheezon par depend nahi karti. Text (Neha): "Rohan, yeh sirf ek screen hai! Real life mein jo hum hain wahi sabse important hai." Scene 3: Galat Post Ka Nateeja Panel 5: Rohan bina soch-samajh ke ek party ki photo daal deta hai jisme kuch students ki consent ke bina unki embarrassing photos bhi dikhayi deti hain. Text: "Sabko show-off karna chahiye! Yeh toh ek mast post hai." Panel 6: Agle din, Rohan ko complaints milti hain aur kuch log usse naraz hote hain kyunki unke photos bina unki ijazat ke daale gaye the. Text: "Yaar, maine toh socha hi nahi ki isse unhe problem hogi..." Scene 4: Realization aur Apne Aap Ko Improve Karna Panel 7: Mr. Verma Rohan aur class ko social media ke responsible use ke baare mein samjhate hain aur batate hain ki likes aur comments se humari asli value nahi banti. Text (Mr. Verma): "Social media pe hamare actions ka asar dusre logon par bhi padta hai. Zaroori hai ki hum uska sahi istemal karen." Panel 8: Rohan apni posts ko delete karta hai, privacy aur responsible use ke baare mein seekhta hai, aur apni asli life par dhyan dena shuru karta hai. Text: "Mujhe ab samajh aaya ki real life mein khush rehna aur dusron ki respect karna sabse zaroori hai." Scene 5: New Beginning Panel 9: Rohan aur Neha real-life activities mein time spend karte hain, jaise sports aur reading, aur Rohan aakhir mein social media ka responsible use karne lagta hai. Text: "Ab main social media ko life ka ek hissa samajh kar use karunga, aur apne asli doston aur hobbies par focus karunga."

Isang wirdong binata at kung paano niya haharapin ang kanyang magulong buhay. Babala: May mga salitang di ka aya aya.

" I will become the student council President and I'm gonna change the law of this school period." Arking Arc King Zobel also known as Arking is the badboy of the academy. He breaks rules and skip classes if he wants.And Arking is in the top list of The Supreme Student Council book of Returner. It means that he will return another year because of his violation of the school rules. However, there is a big problem of the Supreme Student Council. The President of the Council was in coma because of a car accident. They need an acting president for the council and the council was in chaos before the president got the accident.

With axiomatic prominences, the God Spílaiaus hung from the Virola from the Ibic Three in the elevations of the Kanthillana at three thousand meters high in the Transversal valleys, individualized Pichi, Chile. Millions of flying masses of Chiropterans unfolded, anticipating Vernarth's visit to the Celestial Regency of these Deities by accidental and hybrid Hellenic prophecy; coming from the Transylvanian Protocol with the Eternity of the Submythological god of Vernarth Aiónius from Ibic 1. These deities came etherealized by the heights of the Nothofagus Obliqua that curved at forty-five degrees from the east, Intoning the melisma of Antiphona Benedictus that this time made the bastion, and the garrison of the Mikhve or Kathartyrium of Vernarth possessing the souls with lurid megalomaniacs boiling internally through the Underworld bringing Hades Speleothemes, such tow rope pulls the Kosmous and humanity into the entrails of Kardiá of the purified Agoge and the Mikveh or Purification of Vernarth in the last Existential Hypnosis hanging on the halberds of the Dorus, Áspis Koilé and Kantabroi waving in the intensity of conifers before Hegira began at Tel Gomel. Vernarth approaches Spilaiaus and utters: "My Lord I had an illusion, It said that I had to fly over the Palace of Arbela at the expense of the followed "Paraps or Othónes" or Parapsychology screens that took me to wastelands full of Ungulates that rested sterile in calcined slag covered with clamoring silica Hoplites and Achaemenides imploring to escape from ominous dawn of Dark Angels, safe from other Shvil Angels, Kalidona´s Souls, Helleniká, Armas Christi and Trouvere. Essentially all of them would beg for the circumcision of the open field and also in openings of thousands of soldiers when I was arranged by all this heavenly light to crack the heels of every Hoplite. Thus leaving the hollow opening of my soul Mikveh, Kassotides and Lynothorax that invaded with satiety to get out of itself and become the destination of all oppressed compassion on the way to the Empyrium". Much less express it from a Gnostic point of view; where everything is reborn and progresses in paradisiacal cycles and messages of the Merkabah, They are of an infinite cohesion of that celestial if it had to appear in the astral journey without taking into account what the same time in question, allows to appreciate how long it has to last or persist to know that you are rooted in this process itself!

Cale, a therapist, with little to no memories of his former life apart from his profesional skills as a profesional therapist with years of experience on the field, reincarnates on an Otome game, having no idea that is an Otome game. To make matters worse, he only recovers his memories on the moment his fiance, the kingdom's princess, cuts off their engagement due to how scummy he was. So, like a reasonable person, he takes a breath, and proceeds to do what he does best, and begins her threatment...in a world that has no idea what psychology or therapy even is. "I wonder if the concept even exists?" Read further, and please enjoy. __________________________ Just for your information, and to add some info about the author, I AM a clinical psychologist. Though I may have my bias, so, please take everything written here with a pich of salt. Also, english is not my mother lenguage, so please be patient.