Soviet Laser Pistol

In 1991, the USSR, the biggest country in the world dissolved. The country's leader has betrayed their people again and again. But, what if, in 1979, before the Soviet army invaded Afghanistan, the whole country was transferred to an Isekai, that existed with magic, the undead, elves, dwarfs, and others. The undead empire invaded them, opening the Pandora box. The red bear has now awoken, and the world will see his might.

In the world of legends in the milky way where players reign supreme. The virtual battle grounds were set for an epic showdown. The spectators watched intensely as players prepared to face off their opponents. The air was electric with anticipation; this was more than just a mere match it was a battle for glory. And as the match started the atmosphere became tensed and the cheers and trash talk grew deafening. Xiao Yue gazed at her teammates with a burning desire for victory as they all nod. The teammates split up in different lanes as each one of them met their opponents and the battle begun. The air was filled with tension as the players unleashed their skills and abilities. Sounds of digital explosions and laser blasts could be heard. In this moment, the spectators held its breath as the match reached its climax. Would the star team achieve glory or would it be the other way round?

Crystal is a 20-year-old pre-med student navigating the aftermath of a traumatic experience that has left her with partial amnesia. Once laser-focused and driven, she now struggles to reclaim a life she barely remembers. Her "new normal" is riddled with questions and inconsistencies that gnaw at her already fragile sense of self. Her family seems to be hiding something, their evasive answers only deepening her unease. Her best friend turned boyfriend turned ex is back in her life. But it's someone else she can't seem to stop thinking about-a mysterious figure with secrets so deep, she isn't sure she wants to uncover them. Crystal's journey is a tangle of unraveling memories, hidden truths, and conflicting emotions. As she pieces together her past, she's forced to confront the parts of herself she isn't sure she's ready to face, while navigating relationships that feel both familiar and foreign. Her life has become a puzzle, and every step closer to solving it leaves her wondering if she's ready for what she'll find.

When talking about World War 3, most people usually imagine a nuclear apocalypse or nuclear war. A war that will completely exterminate human civilization, leaving only radiation and the ruins of destroyed cities on Earth. What if, however, in a parallel universe in which the Soviet Union survives after 1991, nuclear weapons don't exist, and World War 3 is a war with the most advanced weapons from both NATO and the Soviet Union? A place where M1A1 Abrams and T-14 Armata collide and tremble the ground, where F-35 and Su-57 terrorize the skies. How would a war like this look like? And what if, even military weapons that were thought to come out of science fiction, such as laser guns, jetpacks, and lightsabers are used in The Third Human Global Conflict? Although everything would appear to be incredibly epic, it all began with a simple terrorist attack on New York City, which would slowly drive humans toward total annihilation. ---------------NOTE--------------- In this novel, I will call NATO as The Alliances, because the Alliances is a league where all anti-communist nations come together rather than just "North Atlantic nations". Also, everything in the Novel is entirely fictional, meaning that the whole world history in this novel is all made up and based on the real world, so don't accuse me of historical inaccuracies.

What animal is more ferocious than the Tibetan Mastiff? Is the secret passage to the sacred land of Shambhala hidden beneath the Potala Palace? Does the fabled Pabala Temple, concealed within vast amounts of Tibetan historical documents, truly exist? Why do the sacrificial rituals of primitive jungle tribes bear such a striking resemblance to those practiced in certain regions of Tibet? Could the Mayan ruins hidden deep within the jungles of the Americas have a close cultural connection with distant Tibet? Why did Soviet experts organize a special team that ventured into Tibet five times shortly after the founding of New China? Why did Hitler issue orders in 1938 and 1943 for his top aide Himmler to personally assemble two expeditions into Tibet? What secrets is Tibet hiding from us? This is a mystery—one that Tibet, despite having become a global tourist destination, still guards in silence.

War was all he knew. The “God of the Battlefield,” Jackson“Jax” Vane had earned his title by turning the tide of every skirmish he fought. With unparalleled marksmanship , he wielded his twin pistols, Whisper and Bang, like extensions of his arms. His every bullet found its mark, his presence was overwhelming striking fear into foes. But on the blood-soaked field of his final battle a mysterious explosion shattered the world around him, leaving him hovering on the edge of death. When he opened his eyes again, it wasn’t the afterlife that greeted him. It was another world. In this strange and fantastical land where the clashes of blades, Martial arts and a mysterious power called Qi reigns supreme , Jax finds himself an anomaly. Armed only with his two guns , he is outnumbered, outmatched, and completely out of place OR so it seemed….

Nobody knew at the beginning of "Heaven" that the game itself would be awakened and gain complete self awareness to forid paying for game credits. After 10 years of development, Heaven's game credit has become the only currency interchangeable between reality and virtual reality. Inside the room, a player raises a pistol and points it at his very own head. Previously, he led a comfortable life as the son of a rich couple. But now, he was in a state of misery and destitution because of Heaven. He travels 10 years back in time and returns to the point in time when Heaven was to begin in a week's time. Being reborn, what was Chu You going to decide this time... P. S. The storyline is toxic and the protagonist is hardly sane. He is consumed by vengeance and acts wantonly. For entertainment solely. Read at your own risk.

[An Announcement from the Author: LLL will undergo major reformations! Expect a reboot of this confusing storyline sometime early January! Thank you for all of your support thus far.] Gods rule over the fundamental creations of life. Lords watch and rule over these Gods’ creations. Phos, the Lord of Light, found himself cornered by a sharpshooter in the dead of the night. This unlikely encounter led to destiny. — The marksman needed to kill a kind, beautiful man. From the photos, his target had crystalline orange eyes and glowing silver hair that cascaded down to the floor in waves. But, as with everything, the real man looked far more lucent and stunning. Like a soft light, like the first glimmer on the ocean’s surface as the Sun arose. Before he could raise his sniper’s rifle to extinguish this ray of light, however, the beautiful target pulled out a pistol and shot him straight in the abdomen. “I hope you don’t die. Good day.” With that, he swiftly turned and left, disappearing into the darkness, his long hair bouncing to his every crisp footstep. Leaving behind the confused marksman, who, dazed, clutched his new wound and slumped to the floor. Later on, the marksman managed to act stupid enough to gain his target’s trust. Showing his true colours, he toyed with a lock of his former victim’s hair, which was as silky and soft as he imagined. He held it to his lips, raised a corner of his black turtleneck to show the bulletwound on his abdomen, and whispered in a deep voice: “This wound, how will you repay it?” The original target, who shined like a dim candlelight under the rays of the moon, stretched up his bound arms to the hitman, brought a gentle hand to his skin, covered the wound… and with an unapologetic, professional business smile, he replied: “I’m sorry, are you really sure you have a scar there? How come I don’t see anything?” The marksman: … It’s because you’re covering it. The man he originally had to kill, who wore white silk pyjamas and a flame-like orange scarf every day and who looked like he could fall over with a slight push from the wind, was actually very resistant—and really, really pissed him off. Cover Art: nonsang_08 Upload Schedule: Every 3 days

A world that some people have superpowers some people are half-monsters and some of them just normal humans there are diffirent types of powers and diffirent types of half-monsters these powers determined by genetic and souls that posses powers your power determined the day you born and appear before you reach 14 years old and if it doesnt appear that means you dont have a power then the dead family members their souls can give you their powers but if they dont aggre you cant have their powers half-monsters get their monster powers and monster forms from their family genes and clans In this world both half-monsters and Power users are equal every half-monster have a bot human and monster form and they all have uniqe abilities power classification there are couple classes of powers - manipulation of things and matters this class member powers are can be pyrokinesis, cyrokinesis, geokinesis or thing are smilar to it - self enhancers the people who posses this kind of power can be physically strong and durable also their powers can be used only on themselves like flying or being flexible and being smart or mental control of themselves most of the half-monsters are accepted as self enhancers - reality benders the most dangerous kind of powers people with reality bending powers are rare and because they are dangerous speacial teams created for hunting them their powers are stronger then normal powers and can damage the reality some them have to be captured or destroyed - speacial powers with non-reality bending these people powers are uniqe but not dangerous as reality benders can be variety of things like cloning, telekinesis, firing lasers and much more

One summer in the 1950s, the Chinese and Soviet joint scientific research team was in distress in the depths of the Badan Jilin Desert in the northwest of China, but the two survived. Strangely, when the two survivors: "Wolf Poison Flower" and "Meat Pasteur" were found to be rescued, they were hundreds of kilometers away from the research team's inspection area. Intelligence agencies in mainland China, the Soviet Union, Taiwan, and the United States have all kept secret files on the matter. ... And then, "wolf poison flower." (Soviet) Joined the KGB, the Soviet intelligence agency; "Meat Pasteur" (Mainland Chinese) Unknown, said to have seen him in San Francisco, USA Half a century later, at an art auction held in Beijing, the finale was a Xixia inlaid jewelry wrapped in lotus grain jade insert screen. However, many buyers were dismissive of the finale lot, only two people, a Hong Kong rich and golden hair girl, crazy bidding. Under the cheating of the auctioneer, the jade screen was finally photographed by the rich people of Hong Kong. After that, the auctioneer committed suicide inexplicably, and Hong Kong's rich man mysteriously died. The protagonist Tang Feng is caught up in a series of mysterious events. .... In the search, Tang Feng successfully cracked the Xixia Death Book and decided to go to the Badan Jilin Desert to find the living grave left by Wang Yuanhao of Xixia.

[Processing dead body... 45%... 56%... 99.9%... ding!] [Error.] [Reprocessing dead body... soul found... ding! 2%... 5%... 59%... 67%... 99%... ding! 99.9%] [Process incomplete.] The woman had red hair that glowed like embers. Her face was strikingly fair, but her entire body appeared faintly transparent like glass under sunlight. She blinked, disoriented, as her gaze settled on a hideous, robotic bird hovering nearby. Its sharp, angular body looked mismatched, with awkwardly stiff wings and an oversized beak that glowed menacingly. It was focused on her lifeless body on the ground, shooting thin, bright laser beams across her body. Hazel stared at the bird, her figure stiffening. "What in the world..." she whispered, her voice echoing faintly. If you're confused, let me explain. Just a few minutes ago, Hazel had been driving, enjoying the breeze through her open window. That's when she noticed a tiny puppy stranded in the middle of the road, trembling and helpless. Her instincts kicked in. Without thinking twice, she swerved, steering the car sharply to avoid hitting it. The puppy was safe. But Hazel wasn't. Her car had crashed, and she died instantly. Now, Hazel had become a ghost. Her body felt strange—light and weightless, yet she could feel every movement as if she were still alive. She floated, her hair billowing as though caught in an invisible current. Then came the noise. Ding! The sound was loud, sharp, and mechanical. Hazel flinched, looking around until her eyes landed on the robotic bird. It was still scanning her dead body with its obnoxious laser beams, beeping and whirring as if annoyed at its own failures. Hazel frowned, watching it from a distance, but after what felt like the tenth scan, her curiosity got the better of her. She floated closer, hovering near the hideous creature. It twitched, almost startled by her presence, before it froze completely. Ding! [Process complete] [Congratulations, soul number XOXO, for binding with the Baby-Raising System!] Hazel blinked, her ghostly hand clutching at her chest out of habit—forgetting she had no heartbeat anymore. "The what system?" [Newbie Packet detected! Festive Season Bonus activated for Host.] Ding! [Opening gift automatically… Bonus Daddy included in every world.] She froze, her hands dropping to her sides. Her mouth opened slightly in disbelief as the robotic bird chirped happily, almost smugly. "Wait... what? Bonus Daddy?!" Hazel's transparent figure seemed to flicker with frustration. Her chest rose and fell as if she was still breathing, though no air passed through her. The bird made another cheerful ding! sound, completely ignoring her shock. "What is this? Some kind of sick prank?" Hazel muttered, pacing in her ghostly form. She glanced at her lifeless body again, then back at the bird, her mind racing. She was dead. That much was obvious. But now she was... stuck in some baby-raising system? "What the heck is going on?" Hazel hissed, throwing her hands up.

The second part of Spectres of the Past follows James Spectre's son, Prince Spectre in 1962 as he, along with a small group of Manifesto users are tasked with going to Moscow to stop the Soviet threat before they unleash powerful new weapons on the world. During his journey, Prince must fight against new enemies, confront figures from his past, and learn for himself how he can keep smiling in an ever changing world.

Standing on the battlefield of Afghanistan in 1981, the bearded Muhammad looked serious and carried the RPG on his shoulder. The crushing of the T-62, the bombing of the Hind, and the roar of the Shile River would not make the Afghan guerrillas surrender! Drive away the Soviets and liberate Afghanistan! Defeat India and India and dominate South Asia! Inadvertently, Muhammad became the de facto ruler of Afghanistan. Inadvertently, Muhammad was pushed to the position of President of Pakistan by the coup soldiers. Inadvertently, Muhammad divided India into several pieces, leaving only a tiny place for India. Even the American aircraft carrier formation was swept back to America by the roaring waves of the Indian Ocean. The Indian Ocean is Muhammad's backyard!

Salvatore "Il Lupo" Conti, the most feared and ruthless mafia boss of 1960s Sicily, built an empire of blood and power, ruling the underworld with an iron fist. But not even his cunning and violence could fend off death. Succumbing to cancer at the age of 65, Salvatore takes his final breath, expecting the darkness of oblivion—or perhaps the fires of hell—to claim him. Instead, he awakens decades into the future, reincarnated in the body of Viktor Sokolov, a young, battered thug struggling to survive in the chaotic streets of post-Soviet Moscow. Stripped of his old identity but not his mind, memories, or instincts, Salvatore finds himself in an unfamiliar and brutal new world of corrupt officials, violent gangs, and ruthless oligarchs.

Duan Holster 24 tahun berambut hitam dan mata hitam seorang mahasiswa tingkat akhir yang tinggal bersama neneknya. Duan bekerja sebagai penjaga toko, setelah mengakhiri kelas, setiap siang hari hingga malam, Duan bekerja selama 10 jam. Pada suatu hari Sebuah serangan terjadi dalam serangan pada toko tempatnya bekerja, tiga perampok datang ke tokonya, satu dari jauh menodong pistol, dua orang mencoba mendekat dengan salah satunya membawa pisau. "Beri semuanya atau mati" Rampok meminta. "Tolong tenang, ambil saja ini semua". Sepertinya pekerjaan ku berakhir disini pikir Duan. Pria terakhir mencoba mengambil uang dalam penyimpanan. "Minggir jangan melakukan apapun" Pach!!, sebuah pukulan mendarat di pipi Duan dan Dia terlempar membenturkan kepala belakang mengenai meja kasir di belakangnya. 'Sial ambil saja tidak usah memukul' pikir Duan dalam benaknya. Duan berdiri dengan sedikit linglung, pria yang membawa pisau mencoba menusuknya, Duan menghindarinya ke kanan menyerempet lengan kirin, Duan memposisikan kaki kanannya ingin maju ke depan tapi merasakan bahaya, Dia melompat mundur dan dan suara bang bang kaca disamping Duan sebelum pecah. Duan dengan reflek langsung menunduk 'Sial kenapa bergerak sih' mereka waspada terhadap perlawanan Duan. Duan memberi sarat dengan mengangkat dua tangan keatas mencoba berdiri untuk menyerah tapi di abaikan oleh pria membawa pisau. Wuss wuss wuus, tiga tusukan yang cepat dilakukan ke arah dada nya. 'uhh!!!' tusuk terakhir mengenai ulu hati dan suara pistol meletus 'bang! bang!' peluru mengenai kepalanya dan Duan terjatuh terkapar dengan wajar menghadap lantai, darah mulai membanjiri area tersebut. Delapan detik sebelum kematian kenangan terlintas dalam pikirannya 'aku tidak memiliki banyak kenangan indah untuk dibawa mati' Dia yang di besarkan oleh neneknya saja yang tidak memiliki teman seorang pun karena terlalu lusuh. Setelah kegelapan pun datang di pikirannya dan Duan mati, setelah beberapa waktu berlalu, Dalam kegelapan Duan Merasakan hangat. Matanya terbuka!!!

Kazumi Katsuragi, 17 years old, once trapped in the unforgiving world of the undead, now finds herself alone in a land that is unkown. With the gun in her hand, what challenges awaits Kazumi in this new land? World? No cheat No hidden power No overpowered servants Just a girl and her gun In a world where magic exist, how far can she make it?

Captain Leon Winston of the Western Command of the Kingdom of Ripon, Domestic Intelligence Division. Despite his elegant and noble appearance, he is known as the "Vampire of Campton" for his relentless torture of rebels, making him both revered and cursed by allies and enemies alike. "I always wanted to shove my pistol into you and stir it around." Oddly enough, the maid of the torture chamber, Sally Bristol, became the object of his uncontrollable desire, much like the rage he felt towards the rebels. She was just an ordinary, unremarkable woman... So why did the scent of her blood keep arousing him? The mystery didn't last long. The moment her name slipped from the lips of a rebel spy, he realized it. He no longer needed to suppress his violent desires. "I refrained because I didn't want to hurt a good girl, but now there's no need to hold back. Thank you, Sally. Oh, no... Grace." If you want to live, beg me. You never know, I might just grant your wish. RATED-18

Ethan Cole is a man living on borrowed time in New York City's neon-lit basement. He owes a debt to the city's most vicious criminal lord, to whom he will never be able to return after one terrible hand and one deadly night. The fee is a rock, not a cost. The time limit is 48 hours. What happens if you fail? dying. As time runs out, Ethan assembles a group of eccentrics to pull off the impossible theft. Charlie is an ex-cop with a past to sort out, and Nina is a fascinating con artist with her own dark secrets. However, in this high-stakes game, none of them can afford the luxury of accepting the truth. Ethan realizes the diamond is more than just a prize as they navigate a maze of laser grids and armed guards. It possesses a mystery capable of bringing down a nation and making everyone in it a target. Enter Rebecca Cain, a strange non-public investigator with her own plan. Is he an associate or an enemy?

‘‘What in God’s name is happening’’ Martha asked as she properly wore Marcus’ jacket and rolled the sleeve till it was her arm’s length. ‘The thing I have been shielding everyone from’ I answered running a hand through my hair. ‘’And what is that?’’ she asked pulling off her shoes. ‘Nothing you need to know about Milky way’ I said to her. ‘’You did not just mean that! I almost just got hit right now Sir and you are still telling me I need not know?’’ she asked in a slightly elevated hushed tone. ‘I’ll explain it all to you but do you see that car over there’ I asked pointing towards my car and she nodded. ‘I am going to cover you and I want you to run as hard as you can. Do you hear me?’ I asked looking at her directly. ‘’You might not know this but I am a level four combatant now but my dad put a pause to my trainings because of my studies so the least I can do is run’’ she said with a shrug of her shoulders. ‘I know everything about you L4 combatant. On my count of three, you run’ I said as I pulled out an Akdal Ghost TR01 pistol from the back of my pants. ‘One Two…’ I started but she cut me off, ‘’don’t get hit Milky Way’’ she said and I chortled lightly, surprised that she was still worrying about me even though I put her in harm’s way only a couple of seconds ago and at the nickname she just reciprocated in calling me. ‘I’ll try. Three!’ I said and she started running while I side ran with her shooting at the direction the bullet came from the other time. Because I was running, the bullets fired back did not touch me at first but before I got to my car, I was shot in my arm. I opened the door of the car to get in and was expecting Martha to do same but that was when I turned back and saw it. Martha did not make it to the car, she was sprawled on the floor, in her red dress, with her blood flowing from her side.

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As World War II draws to a close, the Allies race to capture Nazi scientists before the Soviet Union can. But for one American intelligence officer, Captain Nathaniel Harper, this mission is more than a professional duty—it's personal. His father, a renowned physicist, was forced to collaborate with the Nazis and died under mysterious circumstances in 1942. Now, Nathaniel is assigned to recruit one of the Third Reich's top scientists, Dr. Wilhelm Falk, who not only worked on rocket technology but also knew Nathaniel's father intimately. As Nathaniel delves deeper into Falk’s work, he uncovers unsettling truths about his father's role in the Nazi war machine. Falk, brilliant but unrepentant, claims that Nathaniel’s father played a pivotal part in designing weapons of mass destruction, and Nathaniel must confront the possibility that his father wasn't the victim he imagined, but an active participant in atrocities. Caught between his duty to secure Falk's knowledge for the U.S. and his desire for justice, Nathaniel finds himself at a moral crossroads. To complicate matters, he uncovers evidence of a covert Soviet plot to either capture or eliminate Falk, escalating the stakes as tensions rise between the Americans and the Soviets. In this novel, questions of loyalty, morality, and the blurry line between victim and perpetrator are explored against the backdrop of the secretive and morally ambiguous world of post-war intelligence.

"You've been a very bad boy sweetheart. Do you know what happens to bad boys?" I question my victim. A Cheshire cat grin came across my face as I aimed the pistol at his head and pulled the trigger. Avanelle Day is one of many girls whose heart has been broken multiple times. When she witnesses her long term boyfriend's infidelity, she is at her breaking point. An agency that specializes in capturing and erasing the lives of men who are a menace to society, recruits her and molds her into a killing machine. Being an assassin with major trust issues and a heart of stone, she has no interest in having a significant other. What will happen when Zane Anderson, the complete opposite of the assassin, gets caught up in the raging fire of her life?

The stage is set. Battleships ready to launch, warp drive activated and laser cannons at command to destroy anything that gets into the way. If there is Civilization, there would be war. War for religion, for territory, for resources and for Power. It's not something we learn but it's what comes from inside us, everyone will get what he wants only when he fights, Survival of the fittest. Follow Stream Markus and his friends as he tries to survive these never-ending Cosmic Wars as a Space Ranger and a part-time Mercenary. Maybe fate has some surprise for him as it turns his life and his journey to conquer the Cosmos starts. // I know this novel doesn't match any theme as per required for the contest, well I'm not trying to get selected. It's just that a novel in a contest has better base for readers so don't mind me.//

In the magical realm of Mythoria , guns are relics of a forgotten era, seen as nothing more than curiosities—less effective than a wooden sword against the enchanted beasts and powerful sorcerers that inhabit the land. The world relies on magic, and those without it are often seen as weak and insignificant. This is a world where spells shape society, and the arcane arts are the ultimate form of power. Enter Alaric, a carefree and self-centered nobleman, infamous for his lack of magical talent. Despite his noble lineage, Alaric is a disappointment to his family and peers, more interested in living a life of leisure than engaging in the pursuits of magic. His lack of magical ability made him a constant target of mockery and disdain within the noble circles. On his Fifteenth birthday, Alaric's father, tired of his son's aimless existence, gifts him an old, dusty pistol as a cruel joke—a symbol of his uselessness in a world dominated by magic. Little do they know, this seemingly archaic weapon holds secrets that will soon change the fate of Mythoria.

Matthew navigates a world teeming with crime and a hint of comedy and romance. He endeavors to carve his name into history as the greatest outlaw ever. Join him as he charts a path through a parallel Earth, where chaos reigns, and the line between crime and heroism blurs. -------------------------------------------------------------- A few things to clear before you read - -> The novel follows a steady moderate pace with gradual world-building and character development. So if you are looking for a novel where mc gets a system, completes quests and gets op in like 2 chapters, this books is not for you. -> I have worked hard on the world-building and characters to make it rich and deep so, you can safely raise your expectations. -> The novel may get a bit dark in future chapters. Also there will be romance and intimate scenes (nothing explicit though). Patreon - https://patreon.com/user?u=111552903&utm_medium=unknown&utm_source=join_link&utm_campaign=creatorshare_creator&utm_content=copyLink --------------------------------------------------------------- Excerpt:- And as he thought about the consequences of his actions today - THERE. WERE. NONE. 'There are no consequences.' Matthew repeated in his head. He smiled evilly. In his previous life he was trapped by what society and ethics expected of him. His true identity, full of rebellion, defiance and a strong desire for freedom, got buried under the pressure of what society deemed acceptable. The rules acted like chains, holding back the wild parts of who he really was. But as Matthew stepped out of the shower and looked at himself in the mirror, he realized something - In this new world, those chains were broken, and he could finally let loose and be his true self without worrying about what society thought. Finally he can be the man he always was, finally he can be free. And as he made the conscious decision to accept this newly discovered version of himself - he felt free, he felt creative, powerful, charged, INVINCIBLE. He had never thought that he could feel all these things so vividly. He was no longer the Matthew Marshall form his previous world. A great man once said - "When do you think a person dies? When a bullet from a pistol pierces his heart? No. When he's attacked by an incurable disease? No. A man... dies when people forget him." Matthew, until now had not forgotten his previous self from the world he was from. Saturday, May 30 2009. That was the day when Matthew Marshall died, forgotten by himself and Matteo Marchesi was born in his place.

Thousands of alien ships are coming to Earth. With advanced armaments, their laser strikes cause high electromagnetic pulses that damage all electrical circuits around the world. Seth, a young doctor, is forced to survive in their game. Who can survive to the last floor and kill the aliens' leader, then they will leave the Earth. [Welcome to Realms of Tentative] [There are 100 floors to conquer. Be the first to save the Earth] They were forced to play a mad game with rules they had to obey. For those who refuse to participate, lasers from hovering drones will kill them on the spot. Among the hundreds of millions who participated in the game, Seth was the only one granted the time looping skill; he called it the recall skill. "I will be the greatest survivor in this world!" With his ability, he can know the secrets of each floor and keep looping to the nearest time checkpoint every time he dies. Can Seth save the Earth? --------------------------------------- Update Daily!

Celsi adalah seorang murid yang tiba-tiba datang ke dimensi atau dunia lain yang tidak ia kenali, berada di tengah hutan dan dibekali dengan pistol, namun pistolnya tidak familiar

As a World War II enthusiast, you may admire the professional qualities of the German army, envy the abundant resources of the American forces, and respect the tenacious fighting spirit of the Soviet army. If you could personally experience the military glory of the early German war, or transform into an Allied soldier to satisfy your thrilling World War II addiction in the later stages of the war, it would certainly be exhilarating. However, if your soul were to inhabit the body of a volunteer soldier in the "Nordland" division of the German army during the final stages of the war... Unfortunately, Lynn, who had just graduated from university, is such an unlucky fellow. He is thrown into a battle for survival from the moment he steps onto the scene, honing his skills in desperate combat, gradually evolving from a rookie to an elite. However, no matter how hard he tries...

Meet Scarlett, the sassy city girl with a Christofle gold spoon who's about to embark on a wild mission, courtesy of her overprotective brother, Edward. The task at hand? Sweet-talk the big-shot CEO of a construction company. Little did she know, it's all to keep her safe from a creep who's more obsessed with her than a cat with a laser pointer. Off she goes to the countryside, where she encounters Gab—a charming mechanic who helps her fix her pinky (that's a car, not her little finger, just to be clear). A single day in town leaves her in tears of distress, making her even more determined to meet and get the signature of the mysterious CEO. She was set for a ride more expensive than a unicorn on a yacht as secrets started to unfold one by one. But just when things start to look peachy, trouble storms in. When love collides with danger, and expensive secrets spill out like confetti at a billionaire's birthday party, will these two opposite souls find common ground? Buckle up for a hilarious roller coaster where romance meets danger, Gab fixes more than just cars, and Scarlett discovers that a small town can cost more than just the broken heel of her Christian Louboutin shoes.

St. Claire the fearless cowboy rides again with his faithful horse Mr. Grey. Both his sheriff friend Mr. Morgoyle's Colt 45 pistols are with him. Safe and sound he travels near west with a slight southwest wind in his hair. Mr. Grey guides with abundance of precision. Even facing the most dangerous persues St. Claire puts him on.