Soviet Laser Pistol

The story will always continues, Until the story ends. (EDITED) A normal high school boy name shinn, he was the just a normal high school boy until the day he got shotted by a pistol of a unknown enemy and died, he got reincarnated in a new world called ARIES. Shinn wakes up from his long and deep sleep, he's sitting on a empty white abyss nothing but silence, until a woman's voice speaks, "welcome to the void, to choose your next world, please tell me your new name and not your previous one. " shinn choose his favorite character name called HANEUL, after that he lost consciousness and woke up on a unfamiliar forest, wind gnetle winds. he introduced himself to a the principal of the nearby school called HSH, , or the HUNTERS HIGH , located at the fifth region of this new world called aries. the hunters high, is one of the most powerful school in all of aries, they hunt, and they kill monsters that invades their world. HANEUL, join the entrance exam to become a student in HSH, he and other nine students passed all the exams and become a students. weeks after.. . . haneul, nominated as the class president of the HSC or thie HUNTERS CLASSROOM,cand won the election, the reason he got chosen is because he was a skilled hunter since his day 1 in HSH. now haneul, will continue his life as a class president and a skilled assasin and hunter on this new world.

In one fateful day, the world has suddenly turned into chaos as zombies appeared from every major city on the planet. Millions were killed each day and the world government collapsed in just a month. Just as the world was about to lose hope, one person, Thomas Estaris, awakened a system that allows him to summon weapons like pistols, assault rifles, even heavy weaponry such as tanks and helicopters. Will he be able to save the world from its destruction caused by the zombies or die trying?

In a world where education shapes not only intellect but the future of society, the Neo-Soviet Federation, has established the Leadership Ascendancy Program (LAP) to cultivate the next generation of leaders who will run the country. The program selects the most promising high school student leaders from across the federation. These individuals are trained, tested, and pitted against each other to earn The title of "Sovereign Leader", the head of the SLP, who will not only oversee the future direction of the program but will also be groomed for a potential role as the future President of the country. Only one student can become the Sovereign leader, while others may claim supporting roles such as Deputy Sovereign leader,CEO or CEF while competing for Sovereign leader persons will be permanently eliminated—both from the program and their prospects for future leadership. Each year, the best student leaders from the country's most prestigious schools are chosen to compete, and only one will stand at the top. The twist? The competition is not simply about grades. It's about proving who can manipulate, dominate, and outmaneuver their peers in a world of political games, strategic battles, and social manipulation. The winner becomes the Sovereign Leader, the last person standing from their school, and has a chance to be given the ultimate political power of running the country. The program's purpose is twofold: to nurture an unbreakable ego capable of leading millions and to expose and exploit weaknesses that would make someone unfit for power.

Number Nine is a man who exists on the edge of everything. A ruthless killer, precise and calculating, his actions leave no room for weakness or hesitation. But beneath the silence of his cold exterior lies a fractured past-a web of lies, pain, and memories that he himself doesn't fully understand. With a pistol as his only companion, Number Nine drifts through a city teeming with chaos and corruption, an enigma to all who cross his path. He never speaks of his past, never explains his purpose. The world may try to box him in with labels and theories, but he is no one's puppet. Not a monster, not a hero-just a shadow who moves in the space between. As he moves through the streets, leaving only death in his wake, one question lingers: who is Number Nine, really? And will he ever be more than the sum of his fractured past?

"Oga kpata kpata! Oga no na isisi! Oga no n' enu!" He greeted his boss who was sitted in the dimly lit spacious office with his back turned to him. "What's new?" The Boss answered with a cold emotionless voice. The smoke from his pipe engulfing the room. "The Alaye don show, he just touch down Chinua Achebe Airspace." The fellow answered, he being part of the activity his boss engaged in didn't flinch at the sight or breathe of the atmosphere almost two inches thick which he stood in the midst of, firm like an Iroko ready to wait on his boss' command. "Interesting! Get her to keep an eye on him, you, keep an eye on them..." And as he spun himself on the swivel to face him, he asked, "Is that clear?" "I dey for you Oga m, I dey for you, asap!" He replied with a slight bow. With a wave of one of his palms, both hands were now rested on the table, he dismisses him. He left with a bow and a final greeting as another guard armed with only a pistol hails the boss and proceeds to shut the door behind him. The boss spun himself repeatedly and when he had finally settled, he smirked as he released puffs of cloud from his nostrils...

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.

A Filipino high student from Leyte, named Basilio Valencia died in a landslide but was reincarnated into another world, which is a partial modern and fantasy world with some modern technology. But thanks to an ability called Tech, he still has his phone, journal, and laptop, as well as some pens and journaling equipment. Thus, he can still listen to his favorite songs and watch his favorite shows, anime, and movies from his previous life through his gadgets. Seeing his creature comforts being reincarnated with him, Basilio thought that he would recontinue his partially changed way of life, but his luck ran out when he almost died in a hostile army known as the Vamzom (Vampire-Zombie) Army. That army, which a Demon Sorcerer cursed to be blood-thirsty creatures that are more like a hybrid of both vampires and zombies, was killing humans and other races that had blood with combat helicopters, pistols, and swords for their blood. But then, the army regained their humanity partially when they realized what they had done to him and the other humans and races. So, they regretted their actions and worked hard to save him. But, while Basilio was in a coma, their leader, Ruslan Makesa, driven by guilt, took his own life by stabbing himself with his Blood Sword, before placing his powers as a Vamzom in a box; he intended to pass that and his leadership to the Basilio once he survive and wake up from his coma. And so, after Basilio had survived and woken up from his 2-month-long coma, the army apologized to Basilio and asked him to lead them, promising to be good to all races. Basilio was shocked but he forgave them, taking Ruslan's leadership with his own morals and ideals. So, after that, Basilio built a country with the Vamzom race that is civilized and friendly with his cultural traits and morals as a Filipino in his previous life, as well as modeling the new nation, known as the Ruslav Nation, after the Philippine republic. But Basilio discovered that there is a race called Otherworlders, which he was a part of, and took this as an opportunity to make alliances with them. But will Basilio adapt to this new life in a strange world? Warning: The photo used for the book cover is NOT mine! Credits go to the original owner!

At the end of the Second World War, The world is struck with fear and waited for Armageddon due the creation of the Atom Bomb and the emergence of the cold war between the United States and the Soviet Union. Yet something unexpected happened, mankind began to harness Atomic energy not as a weapon but as a nearly limitless source of energy, thus paved the way for a new technological race. The US and the Soviet Union along with their respective allies competed on the development of new technologies and knowledge, focusing more on medicine, agriculture and weaponry. Both factions spread their influences with this newly acquired tech, forming alliances. Life became easier, every world issue such as World Hunger, Malnutrition, Poverty, Racism and Inequality ended in a whim. It was the golden age for mankind, not until a simple false alarm in the USSR’s Air defenses would set the world under nuclear fire.

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.

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.

Follow the Life of Juri Stalin, as he struggles to build His Empire of Fire and Steel in a world of monsters and wizards

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

[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.

In-su Hwang, an anxious, underachieving accountant with dreams of a stable, uneventful life, stumbles upon what he thinks is an ordinary job listing online. Eager to escape his mundane existence, he carelessly applies for the position, only to find himself whisked away to a chaotic future—2130. To his horror, he has unknowingly been recruited into the Scourge Unit, an elite group of warriors tasked with fighting monstrous creatures that plague the Earth. Upon arrival in this dystopian world, In-su is immediately thrust into a nightmarish reality. The job isn't what he expected at all. Instead of crunching numbers, he's forced to wield weapons and battle terrifying creatures known as Wraiths, beings of darkness that hunt down humanity. Completely unprepared and in over his head, In-su has to quickly learn how to survive in a world where every corner hides a deadly monster, and every wrong move could be his last. The members of the Scourge Unit are skilled, tough, and laser-focused on their mission. In-su? Not so much. He can barely wield a sword without tripping over his own feet, let alone fight a giant monster. But what he lacks in combat skills, he makes up for in his ability to find humor in the most absurd situations. As he navigates his bizarre new life, In-su grapples with his growing understanding of what it means to be a hero, even if he never signed up for it. His quirky, panic-ridden thoughts and hilarious misadventures as the least qualified fighter in a world of chaos bring unexpected levity to the dire situations. Along the way, he learns that bravery doesn’t come from being fearless—it comes from facing your fears, even if you’re still afraid. Thrown into a future he never signed up for, In-su must fight, survive, and maybe—even find a way to return home. But first, he has to stop a world-ending monster apocalypse with nothing but sheer luck and an overwhelming amount of awkwardness on his side. Can In-su go from accidental recruit to true hero? Or will he be monster chow in the process? Stay tuned for a wild ride filled with epic battles, futuristic technology, and hilarious, heartwarming moments.

A Beast master: "My spirit beast is a fire-type Earth Flame Jiao. It spans over a hundred meters, boasts a powerful physique, and travels a thousand miles a day. Each scale is as hard as a blade, and its innate ability, Dragon Flame Wave, can incinerate mountains and boil seas. After battle, it requires seventh-grade or higher fire-attribute spirit fruits or resources to replenish its energy." Leon: "My spirit beast has multiple forms and is entirely forged from Phoenix Blood Red Gold. It's equipped with rocket engines, ion laser swords, mini-missiles, and palm-mounted laser cannons... Everything’s great, except it’s a bit fuel-intensive. But that’s okay—I’ll just switch to a nuclear reactor soon." A Beast master: "???"

Born to become a vampire hunter but cursed with one eye and a short stature, Alex Pistol can only watch as her siblings become what she never could. Alex wants to have a calling to the legacy her family carries, but the only thing calling to her is the blood running through the veins of others. It entices her, but so do the voices in her head.

**A world based in the world of DND but not exactly like it. *DON'T think about the rules of DND when reading because remember, as it is a story, it will flow as I see fit. Not only that but I will be adding in spells and abilities to each class, that don't exist in regular dnd games. It will seem like an rpg game with dnd elements lol.** A young human slave that forgot everything except for a princess that called him 'elder brother' and taught him magic. A supposed cowardly gnome monk with drink in his very tightly wrapped hands. A halfling ranger constantly scratching at a black steel arrow with mysterious origins in her quiver. A seemingly cold but talented tiefling beauty with druidic powers that is rumored to be a loner and even hates... men? A half-giant barbarian with an often grizzly behavior. A drow with her head in the books and her hand on her pistol. All very different from one another. Each with fates of their own. But all these fates are converging into one as they all meet in an unexpected place. "ACCEPTING NEW APPLICANTS TO THE BEST ADVENTURING ACADEMY IN VANHAVEN!" A strange set of fates indeed.

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.

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

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!

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?

Traditional exorcism: holy water, a priest's useless babble, and the need to know the demon's true name—it's just too much hassle. The innovated exorcism: ["You demon spawn, eat my laser weapon!"] ["Flagship, do you see that demon?"] ["Main star-annihilating cannon, charge up!"] ["Fire the cannon, and let it blast the hell out of them!"] "Oh? Who said all Exorcists were pushovers?"]

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?