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“Rate that one,” Ethan whispered, sidling up to me as I tried to swallow my frustration. He gestured toward another girl walking by with her father—a tall man with a belly that strained his too-small suit jacket. “Girl’s a solid six,” Ethan murmured, barely holding back his grin. “Dad? Three. No, wait. Two-point-five. Those shoes are a crime.” “Piss off,” I hissed, though the corner of my mouth twitched. Teely joined him, holding two champagne flutes, one of which she offered to me. “You look like you need it.” “Gee, thanks,” I muttered, downing the drink in one go. It didn’t help. Teely laughed softly. “Relax, Luca. You’ll survive this. Probably.” “Only because I haven’t strangled anyone yet,” I shot back, earning another chuckle from Ethan. “Seriously, though,” Ethan said, dropping his voice. “You’ve gotta pick someone, or your dad’s gonna lose his mind. And let’s be honest, the guy doesn’t have much sanity left to lose.” I sighed, rubbing the back of my neck. “I’m not picking anyone. None of these people matter.” “Your funeral,” Ethan said with a shrug, though there was a flicker of understanding in his eyes. He knew. He always knew. The night dragged on, every interaction blurring into the next. Girls smiled politely, their fathers talked about alliances, and I nodded through all of it like I wasn’t seconds away from bolting out the door. Then it hit me. A scent. Faint, but unmistakable. It was like rain on warm soil, mixed with something sweet and soft—something her. My chest tightened, my wolf snapping to attention like someone had just poured gasoline on a fire. I froze, the world around me dimming as I tried to track it. My head snapped to the left, then to the right. Where? Where was it coming from? “Luca?” Ethan’s voice sounded far away, like it was coming from underwater. There. My eyes locked on the grand staircase at the far end of the hall. A girl was descending, her dress shimmering in the light like it was made of emeralds. Her movements were slow, almost deliberate, and I couldn’t see her face yet. But I didn’t need to. My heart hammered in my chest, each beat louder than the last. She was holding the arm of a man—tall, broad-shouldered, and irritatingly familiar. But I couldn’t focus on him. Not when she finally turned her head, her face coming into view. Quinn. My legs nearly gave out. My breath caught, my wolf howling inside me. It was her. After everything, she was here. And she wasn’t alone. ******************************************************************* Seventeen-year-old Quinn Wayne moves with her family from bustling New York City to a secluded, mist-shrouded town in Alaska, where her parents have purchased a dilapidated inn. Surrounded by dense forests and towering mountains, the picturesque town promises a fresh start—but Quinn quickly realizes it holds secrets far darker than she could have ever imagined. In this epic journey of love, sacrifice, and self-discovery, Quinn must rise as the Lunar Guardian, embracing her newfound powers and her identity as Luca’s mate. The path ahead is uncertain, filled with loss, triumph, and transformation. But one thing is clear: the choices Quinn makes will forever alter the balance between humans and werewolves—and determine whether love can conquer even the darkest of curses.

Ash Flameheart, a young boy who aspired to be a Greatest Beastmaster Of All Time, was on the verge of death. Betrayed by the Hero’s party, they left him to die in the hands of the Demon King’s army. As his llife gently ebb away after he muttered his last word to the world. “Ahh, I wish I could fly, free as a bird, soaring through the skies and beyond.” After his untimely demise, his soul transmigrated into another world. The Immortal Beast Realm! An eternity later, Ash opened his eyes and found himself encased in a dark space. Beep! [Beast Master System has been installed into a new host] [Calibrating the Host…] [Name: Ash Flameheart] [Species: Heavenly Phoenix] [Growth Stage: Hatchling Phoenix] [Cultivation Arts: Heavenly Beast Taming Art | Feather Swords Gather Array (Not Not Yet Learned) | Eternal Blood Flames(Not Yet Learned) | Ten Thousands Faces Mantra(Not Yet Learned)] Survival of the fittest! Tame or be tamed. Kill or be Killed!

Ji Cha's classic novel 'Chaotic World Book' has now officially published on WebNovel！ About its Copyright: The copyright of 'Chaotic World Book' fully belongs to qidian.com. At the same time, being the international branch of qidian.com, WebNovel has the official authority and consent to publish the English translated version of 'Chaotic World Book'. --------------------------------- With a sword in hand and wine in tow, he roams the martial world; her slender waist is light as a feather in his palm. The young man strides forward with a long blade slung over his shoulder and a flask at his side, yet the world of martial arts he seeks remains elusive. As the chaotic world book turns a new page, decades of relentless nights in the martial world pass by. Suddenly, he looks back and finds he has already shattered the mortal realm.

After the hard struggle of a post-80s Shen Feiyang, he met with a tragic car accident in his fifties. When he again opened his eyes, he did not see the white walls of a hospital, nor had he arrived at the netherworld. Instead, he had transmigrated into the body of the post-50s young girl, Shen Yunfang. He had transmigrated into an era where people could not get enough to eat or sufficient clothes to wear. Humph, such hardships could not defeat a wise woman who had battled through society for half her life. Watch as she, with a chicken in her left hand and a duck in her right, carries a chubby baby on her back and sings triumphantly along the way.

Li Changlin, the underdog, was a small-time anchor who, by chance, acquired the Divine Tycoon Development System from Earth, and thus embarked on an awesome journey to become a life-achieving tycoon.

Warren arrived at the hotel, his heart racing as he got to the roof. Panic seized him when he didn’t immediately see Anastasia. As he moved closer to the ledge, he finally spotted her—lying dangerously close to the edge, her body slack and seemingly on the brink of slipping into unconsciousness. The sight of the empty bottle of pills and whiskey shattered something inside him. “Oh, Ana,” he whispered, his voice thick with anguish as he approached her. But then, in a moment that seemed to stretch into eternity, he saw her body begin to roll off the edge. The horror that gripped him turned his blood to ice. Without a second thought, Warren launched himself over the ledge after her, diving headfirst through the night air. The wind roared in his ears, but he moved with the precision of a bullet, closing the distance between them in a heartbeat. When he finally caught her, relief surged through him. Cradling her tightly in his arms, he expanded his angelic wings, the pure white feathers cutting through the darkness as he propelled them upward, away from prying eyes. Outline: After the loss of her mother and the abuse she receives from her stepfamily, Anastasia finds herself living in a world where grief and betrayal are commonplace. She turns to her childhood best friend and first love, Bastian, for consolation. But after a tragic accident leaves him in a coma Anastasia's world crumbles when Bastian is in a car accident. Warren, a mysterious angel, enters her life just when it seems hope is lost. Because he is harboring secrets that may change everything, his presence is both comforting and unsettling. Her life will never be the same.

[WSA 2025 Entry] The apocalypse is here, and it’s so overdone. Monsters? Check. Burning sky? Check. Random system that gives you powers but also wants your firstborn? Double check. In the middle of this mess are two guys who couldn’t be more mismatched if they tried: The Fool: A guy who’s spent his life perfecting the art of doing nothing. His resume includes “professional procrastinator”, “class clown”, “expert nap taker”, etc... Now he’s got to survive an apocalypse that didn’t even give him a heads-up. How rude. The Regressor: A guy who’s lived through the end of the world more times than he can count. Literally. Because he forgot. Now he’s just a brooding mess with a leather jacket and zero useful advice. When the fool realizes his classmate is a regressor, he’s like, “Great. I’m stuck with the guy who’s seen it all but remembers none of it. This’ll go well.” Yet, they will still group up and face trials that test their sanity more than their skills. But as the so-called End demands more blood and the regressor’s memories start to resurface, they realize the real apocalypse might be their inability to agree on where to hide. Can a lazy dreamer and a forgetful hero save the world? Probably not. But hey, at least they’ll have a good story to tell—if they survive. ________ __ Please note that this story is a work of fiction and a product of the author's imagination. It contains scenes of violence, death, and may not be suitable for all readers. It is intended for mature audiences only.

-Op Mc? Yes! -Daughter? Yes! -Multiple worlds? Yes! -Vast Lore? Yes! -Fastpace? Yes! ... "You either Die a Villain or Live long enough to see yourself as a Hero." ~Probably Spark --------------------------------------- Spark, the lofty young master of the Dwight family, had always been a mystery. His true abilities were never known until the day he stepped onto the frontlines. In one awe-inspiring exhibition of power, Spark shocked the world and sent the coalition army of the five emperors into a chaotic retreat. Now, with the eyes of the world on him, each faction lusted to uncover the secrets behind his unparalleled strength. Still, in spite of the rampant curiosity and greed, nobody had the guts to confront him directly. And with every rumor spread of his feats, a question burned in every mind: was Spark this powerful all this time, or was he casting an illusion of strength before everybody's eyes?

Simione needed to become a mistress. Not just another rich man's mistress, but M Conglomerate's President, Hawk Monsanto's. Truth was, the young billionaire does not interest Simione of any sort nor was his very attractive gorgeous looks concerned her. She just needed him for one thing, his fiancée Feather Han, owed her big time and that ballerina bitch had to pay with the most precious thing Simione desired, her broken heart. Hawk Monsanto rose to the top for one reason; he wanted to be the perfect match for the Han Scintillait's heiress. When he thought it was the right time to get what his heart desired, he willingly bleeds millions just to arrange a wedding engagement. However, whether it was work of fate or work of an evil seductress, he stumbled upon a rare beauty that he cannot set his eyes off. And before his money and rationality could ever warn him, Hawk had fallen into something his billions cannot buy. *** "Who are you?" Hawk managed to ask between his ragged breath. "That depends on who you want me to be," The girl uttered and for the first time, Hawk saw her upturned honey-colored eyes. Looking into it was like drowning yourself into something magical, something hypnotizing and very much irresistible that when the girl tiptoed to meet his lips, he willingly lowered his head to welcome her. And he was right there, opening his mouth for her—warm and wet—giving everything he must give and was kissing her back with equal ardor. The girl wrapped her arms around his neck, and he responded by pressing the girl's body closer, the fiancee forgotten. However, when Hawk was at the point of wanting more, the girl pulled away and Hawk opened his eyes bewildered onto her sudden retreat. He was gasping for air and would very much like to pull her back to finish the bliss she had started. But she only smiled at him, feeling very empowered by the fact that the M Conglomerate's President had already fallen into her trap. "What's the matter?" He asked, confused as to what made her stop. "Nothing," Her smile widened a little more, making her face bright and goddess-like and Hawk became more defenseless with that. "It's just that I only want you to have a free taste. The next of course comes with a big price"

Shac’s life is as ordinary as it gets, waking up, rushing to school, struggling through class, repeat. But his routine shatters when he receives a cryptic email: "Don’t forget about the Duck." At first, it seems like a harmless prank. Then he starts noticing a yellow duckling appearing in the same place, and a suffocating unsettling nightmare begins to haunt him every night. Each morning, the email arrives again, the duckling crosses his path, and the world feels a little less… real. As Shac digs deeper, he realizes these aren’t coincidences but clues to a greater mystery, one that threatens to unravel his life and his very sense of self. To uncover the truth, Shac must follow the trail of the Duck, but doing so might lead him to a reality he’s not ready to face.

[Survival + Level up + Apocalyptic Settings + Ether magic + Eldritch beings] The world changed forever three years ago when the first Gate appeared. The Gates brought the world to their first contact with Ether, a strange energy that rewrote the rules of the world. Ether became the key to survival, granting strange powers to some while driving others to insanity. [The Gateway to the Wilderness is about to open. Contestants, please proceed to the teleportation zone and prepare yourselves.] This was not a game for enjoyment. It was a death game, where only the strong, or the merciless, could survive.

**WARNING: This story is just a fictional story Contains violent scenes and bloody scenes.** (The Case of the Eighth Floor) Federal Agent Leonid and the Coldest Man are forced to move into an apartment building that witnessed three serial murders to catch the killer. The cover-up by the Stars Company, which is responsible for the apartment building, as well as some prosecutors, causes the team to conduct the investigation in complete secrecy, to catch the suspect as quickly as possible and without anyone's interference. Charlotte Smith, the introverted woman who lives next door to Leonid, helps him take care of his puppy as requested. A month passes in the blink of an eye and the feelings between the two become mixed. Will there be room for love in the life of the federal agent, or will Charlotte become a puppet in the serial killer's theater?

In the high city of Eldoria, a young noble, Lucian Veyne, heir to House Veyne, has always been destined for greatness. However, on the night of his Eidolon awakening, his soul does not call forth a Luminara or Zephyrus Eidolon like his ancestors. Instead, from his arm emerges a forbidden Arcane Eidolon—a being of pure light and shifting feathers, marked by the Golden Sigil.

(A/N: This book is paused(STUB) I'll be using this idea in different book.)

Duck-Hwan, a seasoned gamer, is mysteriously transported to the world of Orvhalis after reaching the final level of an online game. Now trapped in the body of his character, a low-ranking thief, he must survive in a world ruled by ruthless rulers, where any mistake can cost him his life. With few allies and limited abilities, Doruuk discovers that to change his fate, he must battle monsters, uncover secrets, and collect rare Luminar that can grant him unimaginable power. But in a dark and dangerous world, only those who walk in the shadows can hope to rise above.

My name is Sasha Pierce and this is a story of how night in Vegas changed my life forever, I wasn’t always the fast pick when it came to love and relationships, I was always the odd duck then he came into my life and everything changed

It was Satoya Kamiyama’s 17th birthday, and he was happily celebrating with his close friends during what seemed like a peaceful vacation. But everything changed in an instant when the city they were in was destroyed in the blink of an eye. As Satoya watched the destruction unfold—his friends filled with fear—he felt an unexplainable drive. This wasn’t just a normal disaster; it was a supernatural catastrophe, with strange beasts rampaging through everything. But amidst the chaos, something stirred within Satoya. Humanity had survived countless disasters before, but could this be the one where survival alone wasn’t enough? In that moment, it clicked: his instincts led him toward an impossible goal—was it possible for there to be a solace where everyone could simply thrive? It wasn't as easy as he thought, with even bigger historical threats reoccurring in modern times. Can Satoya and his close friends defeat them all or does he need the help of allies? “I’m confident enough to know Satoya’s journey will prevail, but in truth, what can I say?” - The scribe of the ancient crucibles This novel features short chapters (occasional longer ones). The beginning of the novel (first 50~ chapters) is rough, but I will in fact fix the pacing and details once I’m done with the novel. Thank you for your understanding, and I hope you enjoy this novel. This is the updated synopsis, the original synopsis was severely outdated and no longer reflected the story’s direction. I’d like to deeply apologize for any confusion. Note - some later chapters would get quite gruesome.

Lou Yuzhu adopts a parrot from a friend, raising it from hatchling to adulthood with the utmost care and affection. She names it Tao Tao. Little Tao Tao has a soft yellow-green plumage, a light aquamarine tail, and an overall pastel-like appearance—a bird as elegant as a dream. Always gentle, affectionate, and friendly to people, Tao Tao never caused any trouble. Until one day, Lou Yuzhu brought a man she was dating home for dinner. That night, Tao Tao became depressed, plucking out its own feathers in distress. To help her beloved pet recover, Lou Yuzhu banned the man from stepping into her home again. She even borrowed a handsome male parrot from the bird market, hoping to cheer Tao Tao up. Tao Tao, however, was furious. It knocked over its food bowl, crashed into windows in a fit of rage, and nearly injured itself out of sheer anger. Frightened, Lou Yuzhu quickly returned the male parrot to the market. Cradling Tao Tao, she cooed and reassured the bird: “Okay, okay, I’ll only keep you. Be good, don’t be mad. You’re my prettiest, sweetest little baby.” [Tags- Adorable Pet | Tsundere | Slow Burn] [This novel is translated, 2-3 chapters / days, CT: 黛鸦青]

In a world full of chaos and lies, Everest Sparkspar is just trying to get by. With no big plans for his future, he spends his days taking on missions for a secretive company alongside his bold and fearless partner, J. But when they start digging into the company’s secrets, they find more than they bargained for. As the stakes rise, Everest and J have to decide if they’ll stick to the rules or take a chance on something bigger. Packed with action, humor, and tough choices, their story is about finding your own way in a messy world.

All my books take place on the Neverending Insanity so I decided to put them in 1 book. The 1st volume is the present, that 3rd volume is the earliest point on the timeline. Every thing I put in this story is canon. Whether it be the Giant Duck of the North kingdom or the 3 different Vessels of C.R.E.A.T.I.O.N. Valaven is starting to look like my original idea for this book before I changed the title.

Marrying the horrendous King of Lievca couldn't get any worse since Elsie, the white princess of Sevannah, had heard a myriad of tales about the unfortunate demise of Lievca's Queen that had plagued the Kingdom half a decade ago. And Moon, never has she ever thought her life would play a sick game on her that has her thrown into the high walls of The Great Lievca. Never in her wildest dreams, Elsie had ever imagined she would end up baring her neck to the mysterious monarch of Lievca to mark her as his, which very much could grant her a death sentence.

Alaire, an ordinary 17-year-old boy who lives with his grandma, gets a mirror and finds himself in a different world where he experiences all sorts of things and finds out information that was kept a secret from him for years alongside his feathered companion Hewie and others.

A young woman's life is turned upside down when her ex, Chris, suddenly reappears. Chris is the ruthless and cunning boss of a powerful mafia organization, with a reputation for getting what he wants, no matter the cost. As they rekindle their intense and passionate relationship, she is drawn back into a world of luxury and danger, where the lines between loyalty and obsession are blurred. But as Chris's true intentions are revealed, she must decide whether to surrender to her desires and become embroiled in his criminal empire, or to fight for her freedom and risk everything. With her loyalty to her friends and her own sense of self-worth hanging in the balance, she must navigate the treacherous landscape of Chris's world and confront the secrets of their past in order to survive. Excerpt: "What are you..." I started to ask, but Chris locked his lips with mine, cutting off my words. It was an angry kiss, like he was pouring his frustration into me. I tried to struggle, but he held me tighter and deepened the kiss. I eventually gave up, knowing it was futile. He let go of my lips, and I could feel a sting on my mouth. I saw a bite mark on his lip as well. We looked at each other, and I could feel the tension growing in the car. We were alone, with me on top of him, and our faces inches apart. Before I knew it, our lips touched again, but this time it was different - it was slow and sensual. I moaned as his tongue started to explore my mouth, and the kiss inevitably deepened. I closed my eyes and surrendered to the feeling, my hands roaming his chest as his hands went under my shirt and rubbed my bare back. I started to feel hot all over and pulled my jacket away. He trailed his lips to my collarbone and sucked on it. When I started to move my hips over his already hardened bulge, he held my legs to stop me. "No," he said, his voice restrained. Still in the fog of the moment, I asked in a whisper, "What?" My breath came in pants, just like his. He replied, "Let's stop here, princess, or we'll do the other thing you talked about." It took me a second to understand, and when I did, I immediately got off his lap and returned to my seat. My mind went to Sarah, and I realized I couldn't come clean to her now. I glared at Chris, who smirked at me and started driving again.

Embark on a riveting journey with Devo Duck, an anthropomorphic waterfowl with a mysterious past, as he navigates the complexities of life in a small town called Dullsville. From his unexpected transformation from a human to a duck to his humorous encounters with the locals, Devo Duck's tale is a blend of science fiction, humor, and intrigue that will leave you hooked from the very first quack. Join Devo Duck as he grapples with his newfound identity, unravels the secrets of his alien origins, and discovers the true meaning of family and in friendship this charming and whimsical story that will delight readers of all ages. Welcome to the world of Devo Duck, where the extraordinary meets the ordinary in the most unexpected ways. Explore the wonders of the universe through the eyes of a duck like never before.

The story of Aislin begins at the end-her life spiraling toward a fate she doesn't yet understand. Caught between the monotony of her daily life and the surreal dreams that haunt her nights, Aislin finds herself unraveling. By day, she's an aspiring writer chasing milestones on Chronicles of Our Own, avoiding the lingering tension with her enigmatic classmate, Ezra. By night, she's drawn into vivid dreams of shadowy beaches, cold winds, and a reaper who seems all too familiar. When strange pieces of her dreams begin to slip into reality-a black feather, cryptic whispers, and the reaper himself-Aislin starts to realize the truth: her life is nearing its final chapter. With the reaper acting as both guide and harbinger, and Ezra strangely intertwined in her fate, Aislin must navigate the blurred line between reality and the surreal to uncover the secrets she's buried deep within herself. As the clock ticks down, Aislin is faced with a choice: resist her inevitable death or embrace it, discovering what truly lies beyond the shore of her dreams. A poignant and haunting exploration of life, death, and the stories we leave behind, Take Me to the Beach is a surreal journey that lingers in the heart long after the final page.

[Black Technology + Military Industry + System + Satisfying Read + Dominating the US and Japan] Accidentally traversing into a parallel world, Chen Hanxing became a college student. Unexpectedly, he took over a dilapidated toy factory named Little Duck. Starting off by manufacturing an elderly - friendly vehicle, he shocked the entire network. With a top speed of nearly 400 mph, fully - automated driving, and a range of 2,000 kilometers, you call this an elderly - friendly vehicle? Dai Xiaomei ordered a mecha, which was supposed to be just a figurine, but the over - eight - meter - tall mecha directly took to the sky. The military region leader exclaimed, "Do you know how desperate I was when that thing came flying over?" Compared to it, the J - 20 is outshone. From then on, the director of the Little Duck Toy Factory astonished China. Lei Busi said, "Director Chen, you can just call me Xiaolei." Ren Hongfei said, "Don't be modest. In the future, the future of Chinese chips is in your hands!" Netizens exclaimed, "The technology of the director of the Little Duck Toy Factory is a thousand years ahead of the world!" The US wondered, "The star - destroyer has launched. What else do you intend to do?" ...... Instruction Manual for Products of Little Duck Toy Factory All products manufactured by our factory are toy models. They are not recommended for any other purposes. Not recommended. Not recommended! If you privately attempt to use them otherwise and any unexpected consequences occur, the buyer shall bear the responsibility. Our factory will assume no liability. Once the product is sold, it is non - refundable and non - exchangeable.

[Reasoning + Imagination + Simulated Crime] “Ladies and gentlemen!” “The simulated crime show, the ultimate battle royale of the final season, is here!” “A thousand contestants participate in the game and play as villains to simulate crimes.” “As long as you can survive until the end, you can win a billion-dollar prize!!!” The entire network is completely boiling! Under heavy rewards, there must be brave men!! This season is bound to be the most exciting season among all escape shows!! And Lin Bai, after being reborn, happens to be one of the contestants. But embarrassingly, for the items drawn at the beginning, others all get weapons. But Lin Bai drew a bag of deadly duck necks... Even the staff couldn't hold back and burst out laughing. But in the next second... Lin Bai directly holds a Sprite in one hand and a lighter in the other and rushes onto the high-speed train. “I declare that all of you are hijacked by me!” Audience: “???” Hijacking a high-speed train with a Sprite? Isn't this just a pure clown? However! As time goes by... One-click sharing. The audience gradually finds that things seem to start to go wrong... [The content is short and weak. More exciting content is all in the book.]

Excerpt* As Cian removed his jacket, revealing a serpent-like tattoo on his chest, a chill ran down her spine. “Who sent you?” she asked, her voice quivering as she clutched the sheets tightly around her. Cian smirked, “Which insignificant creature would dare to command me?” Confused, she glanced at the doors, praying for someone to walk in and save her from this dangerous stranger. “Then why are you here?” she managed to ask, her heart pounding in her chest. Cian casually tossed his jacket onto the nearest chair, revealing his muscular chest and the glowing, serpent-like tattoo that coiled around it. “For you, sweetheart,” he replied, his voice deep and seductive. She stared into his piercing, emerald-green eyes, awed by their luminescence. They seemed to pierce right through her, illuminating her heart and igniting a fire within her that she couldn’t quite extinguish. As Cian moved closer, he bent down to look her directly in the eyes, his gaze penetrating. “Marry me,” he whispered, his voice low and dangerous. She recoiled in horror, pushing his hand away as she tried to back away from him. “Pardon me, my Lord, but I must refuse your offer,” she said, her voice shaking with fear. Cian let out a low, sinister laugh as he pulled off his shirt, revealing the full extent of the tattoo that seemed to writhe and twist on his skin. He crawled onto the bed, pinning her down as he loomed over her. She struggled against him, trying to break free from his grip, but he was too strong. He leaned in close, his breath hot against her skin as he whispered, “Sweetheart, what is mine is mine, and what is yours is mine.” “She froze, her heart racing as she realized the danger she was in and how ridiculously aroused she was getting. Cian, with his piercing gaze and devilish grin, knew exactly what he was doing.

At some point in history, between mugs of wine and drunken ramblings, the idea of the end of the world emerged—a concept that ancient great thinkers adopted and eagerly speculated upon, envisioning the most distressing and bizarre ways in which the world might meet its end: plagues, catastrophic weather events, the wrath of gods, or the awakening of mythical creatures. But none of those idle bastards, in their wildest and most vivid dreams, could have imagined that the collapse of society and the potential destruction of the world would begin so timidly, so slowly, within each individual: psychosis, conspiracy, hysteria—the main actors in the first act of a new story. The spark of chaos, ignited from the shadows by those who control the masses, and lights up the desperate and terrified faces of the controlled ones. Absurdity has become the norm in this world that remains unaware of what is coming, yet instinctively senses it. Who can live without worries in the face of imminent catastrophe!? Perhaps they can: Person C: You won't believe it, dude, but I lost my house in a rap battle. Person D: Kekeke, being bad is the best anyone can expect from you, actually~. Person B: I CAN'T BELIEVE I HAVE TO TEAM UP WITH SUCH UNRELIABLE PEOPLE! Person A: Fuck, did you record it? Person E: Bruh! This time I totally believe in coincidences! Narrator: Could the future of the world really rest in the hands of a bunch of eccentric people!?!?!?!?!?!?