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Does Luffy Lose His Hat

The third party does not want to love again

Aurora’s eyes blazed with anger, her voice breaking between the tears she had tried in vain to hold back. “I thought I would forget your past love for you, but I was wrong! You are the one who chose to remain trapped in the past, refusing to see the one who truly loves you!” Kyle, despite his outward calm, was burning inside. Guilt gnawed at his heart, yet he said nothing. Aurora cried out bitterly: “She is happy now, living her life with the one she loves, with her husband and children! She never saw you as more than a brother and a friend!” He couldn’t take it anymore. Stepping toward her in anger, his voice was sharp as a blade: “Shut your mouth. I don’t want to talk about this again!” Then, coldly, he added: “Go home. I’ll send your father a letter of apology and end this engagement.” Aurora stood still for a moment, her eyes filled with pain before she whispered in a choked voice: “Don’t bother… I will send the letter to my family myself. And don’t worry, I won’t tell them that you were the one who wanted to end it.” She cast him one last broken glance before turning away, leaving behind nothing but the sound of her fading footsteps, her silent tears, and a shattered heart… A week passed. Then, the phone rang. Kyle answered coldly: “Yes, who is this?” A trembling voice came from the other end—it was Lady Valeska, filled with concern: “Is Aurora alright? She hasn’t called us all week…” His heart pounded violently in his chest as panic surged through him. No… No… No. I can’t lose her! Will this love find a happy ending, or will it remain one-sided forever?
Nen_ai · 3.3K Views

Born to Love You, Cursed to Lose You

Raelvar, the Shadow Phoenix, was born into a revered lineage of warriors who ruled the skies with vast celestial armies. Destined for greatness yet haunted by an inner emptiness, he longed for something beyond conquest. Aelthara, the Goddess of the Wild and eternal guardian of nature, embodied everything Raelvar was not—mysterious, untamed, and deeply attuned to primal magic. At a celestial gathering, Raelvar was instantly captivated by her ethereal beauty and commanding presence. While others fawned over him, she regarded him as just another warrior-prince, blinded by pride and destruction. Obsessed with her defiance and raw spirit, Raelvar’s initial admiration soon transformed into an all-consuming desire. He attempted to win her favor with grand gestures—summoning storms, crafting golden clouds, and offering powerful relics. Yet Aelthara remained indifferent, uninterested in treasures or power, and steadfast in her belief in love and harmony. Her rejection only deepened his fixation until his admiration warped into possessiveness; he began to monitor her every move, seeking to control whom she met and where she went. However, Aelthara’s heart had already chosen another: Elyon, the Silver Serpent. Their bond, transcending time and steeped in destiny, offered her the balance of wisdom and strength she cherished—a stark contrast to Raelvar’s aggressive nature. Confronted with the truth that her love lay elsewhere, Raelvar’s obsession twisted into fury. He could not fathom Aelthara choosing a being he deemed lesser, and the very thought drove him to madness. Elyon was no mere rival but a thief, in his eyes, who had stolen what was rightfully his. Blinded by rage and possessiveness, Raelvar betrayed all he once stood for. In the sacred Church where Aelthara and Elyon had vowed their eternal love, he struck with merciless precision, ending Elyon’s life. This act shattered Aelthara’s heart, and in her grief and fury, she cursed him. Condemned to an endless cycle of reincarnation, Raelvar was doomed to wander through lifetimes in torment, forever searching for a love he could never reclaim. Thus, Raelvar’s once-brilliant love—now corrupted by obsession and power—became his greatest downfall. What began as admiration for Aelthara’s untamed spirit ended in betrayal and ruin. For when love is possessed and forced, it loses its purity and becomes a path to devastation.
Phenom1 · 2.7K Views

The Hero Does not want to be a Hero

Kail, a 23-year-old customer support agent, found himself in an unexpected predicament – he was somehow transported into the world of his beloved RPG game, "Stopping Ragnarok." To his astonishment, he wasn't alone in this bizarre adventure. Eight other players, supposedly the chosen ones destined to rescue the world within the game, joined him on this quest. Their mission? To thwart the sinister forces threatening to eradicate humanity in Terra Mercuria. It all sounded quite epic, at least in theory. However, as they delved into their adventure, reality quickly dispelled any grandiose expectations. The warrior turned out to be rather, well, twinkish, not exactly the imposing figure Kail had imagined. The mage had an odd fascination with dark magic, which was more intriguing than practical. The healer, a girl, had an unexpected twist – she possessed an anatomical surprise that defied convention. The Rogue, meant to be stealthy and ruthless, was far too polite and kind-hearted to fit the bill. The Ranger, whose title suggested environmental awareness, displayed a conspicuous disregard for nature's well-being. The Paladin, expected to be virtuous and noble, seemed more interested in flirting than righteousness. The Necromancer, a master of the undead, harbored a comical fear of his own creations. And then there was the Hero, the one designated to lead this motley crew. To Kail's surprise, the Hero vehemently rejected his role and instead clung to Kail, the Bard, as if he were a lifeline in this absurd world. So, while their mission to save Terra Mercuria remained a noble pursuit in theory, the reality of their adventure was shaping up to be quite the comedic spectacle.
Cheene_Basa · 3.7K Views
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