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She's gonna kill the instructor, Alpha," Talon had said. "Or herself. Or both. There's no telling with that one. The sex ed teacher made her do diagrams today." Apparently, the instructor was relentless. No subtlety. No metaphors. No poetic euphemisms. Nope. Just hard, anatomical facts and brutally graphic expectations. And Luna? Poor, brave, deeply mortified Luna? She was dying. Every. Single. Day. Kyllian smirked as he stepped into his quarters. Her scent hit him instantly. He heard a thud upstairs. He climbed the stairs quietly, not wanting to startle her mid-breakdown. At the top, he paused, listening. "…and then she said, if you do not properly stimulate the upper hood of the clitoris—WHAT EVEN IS A CLITORIS HOOD?! Is it a hat? Why does it need a hat?!" Kyllian barely contained his laughter, biting his knuckles as Talon's voice drifted back. "Technically, it's a fold of skin. Like a protective flap." "Oh my GODS, Talon, get out before I break something over your head." There was a loud thwap. Possibly a throw pillow. Kyllian finally entered the room, casual as ever. "Sounds like your education is going well." Luna turned, her eyes wide with righteous fury and embarrassment. "I'm scarred, Kyllian," she hissed. "Mentally. Emotionally. Spiritually." He raised a brow. "That bad, huh?" "She made me draw a penis yesterday." Talon snorted behind her. "It was terrible. Looked like a deformed eggplant." Luna hurled a throw pillow at him. "GET OUT!" Talon darted from the room with a cackle. "So," Kyllian said, lounging back in one of the plush velvet armchairs in the sitting room "What did you learn today that has your knickers in a twist?" Luna, standing in the middle of the room with her arms crossed and a deeply offended look on her face, sighed dramatically. "I learned how to perform oral sex." Kyllian blinked. "I… I beg your pardon?" She tilted her head, sarcasm oozing from every word. "Oral sex, Kyllian. With detail. And a diagram. And a banana." "A banana?" "A banana!" she repeated, throwing her hands in the air. "Like, is that standard procedure?" Kyllian grinned, his amusement growing. "Come on, tell me how she explained it." His tone had shifted less teasing now and more intrigued, though he still wore that maddening smirk. He shifted forward in his seat, elbows resting on his knees. Luna narrowed her eyes at him suspiciously. "Why? So you can laugh at me?" "Absolutely," he said with zero shame. "But mostly because I want to see this banana demonstration for myself." With a dramatic groan, she snatched the nearest banana from the fruit bowl on the coffee table. The irony that it had been sitting right there, mocking her with its yellow smugness, was not lost on her. She held it up with two fingers. "Okay, so first, she said this is the penis…" Kyllian held up a finger. "Wait. Did she call it that?" ***** What happens when a werewolf princess is created for one sole purpose? For revenge against the vampire prince. Princess Luna is artificially mated to Prince Damien. She fights the bond with everything and even agrees to an arranged marriage with Alpha Kyllian. but when her survival depends on a hard choice, the prince chooses to mark her even when it meant it would take him down. Dying and still refused by the werewolf princess, he has to find a way to provide an heir for his people or his uncle Gabriel will turn the entire Blood City upside down if he takes the throne. His people look to him for their own survival but then his only chance of living might be to find his true mate. Will his bond with Luna be able to withstand what fate and politics throw their way?

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.

its the year 2014 14 Year old João Félix is a prodigious young talent playing in FC Porto's youth academy. Though physically undersized, he demonstrates exceptional spatial intelligence, technique, and tactical awareness. His teammates call him “O Mago” (The Magician) for the way he creates opportunities from impossible angles. His family is supportive but modest—his father a teacher, his brother Hugo a fellow academy player. But João’s rise halts abruptly when he is cut from the FC Porto youth system, with the reason cited as “developmental concerns” (a euphemism for being too small and not physically developed enough). The decision devastates him. Suddenly, the player everyone was talking about disappears from the football world. Teammates stop replying to his messages. His name fades from league records. No clubs call. João becomes invisible. He returns to Viseu, haunted by shame and self-doubt. He refuses to train. Watches old match footage in silence. The once-prodigy now battles depression and isolation. Then, during a solo jog, João notices a man watching him from afar. This man, Tiago, introduces himself as a former analyst from Porto. He presents João with a notebook—filled with diagrams and data focused solely on João’s off-the-ball movements. Tiago offers him something no one else has: belief and a new system of training. He calls it “Jogo Sem Bola”—the game without the ball. João accepts. He will train in secret. No spotlight. No club. No recognition. Just the work.

Shi ZhenXian slid his boot across the mud and nearly fell off the mountain. What an idiot! He thought to himself, gritting his teeth. He couldn’t even remember the last time he had been in such difficulty during a fight. The night before the Taoist cultivator could not resist the temptation to drink the liquor that he had longed to taste; so, as soon as the first sip slipped into his throat, all sense of responsibility vanished just as quickly. The Taoist blinked twice, looked at the empty flask in a mixture of sadness and disbelief. That joy was as immense as it was fleeting. He didn't even have time to think that he fell backwards on the wooden floor with a thud. "Ahahah ...", a light laugh escaped from his lips "What the fuck have I done". His vows required him to abstain from worldly pleasures, which included wine. - At the end, Shi ZhenXian imprisoned the man he was fighting with. He went to see him to try spilling something out of him, and in the moment the man saw Shi ZhenXian, his eyes widened and his face twisted into a grimace of shock and fear. He opened his mouth and it seemed clear to everyone what he was about to do. He was about to bite his tongue off! Shi ZhenXian's he ran towards the prisoner and blocked his jaw with his hand, placing the hollow between his fingers and thumb between the man's teeth. They sank into Shi ZhenXian's hand, who did not bat an eye, but remained still, restraining him by the head. “Not so fast.”

In a world governed by fate-bound Paths — where destiny is not chosen, but inherited — Kael Riven was born without one. Rejected by the Threads of Ascension. Denied a future. Doomed to die forgotten. He didn’t. Instead, he learned to do the impossible. To seize broken outcomes. To bind failure itself. To weaponize the ruins of what should have happened. Each death became a lesson. Each setback, a diagram. Each betrayal, another piece of the grand equation. Now, in his 39th attempt, Kael rises not as a hero, nor as a monster — but as something the world has never prepared for: A Hollowbound — one who threads reality from the corpses of discarded futures.

Michelle Cordona, he was just an average teenager. 14, friends, parents, everything was nice. Though one night after falling asleep he waked up to find himself in a new world. Transmigrated into the body of a 12 year old boy and a society that hates and prosecutes witches. Though what happens when he's forced to travel with the Astroid Witch, Hermonia? What shall he see in this new world? Who shall be enemies and who shall be allies?

Five Doors... Five Grands... Five Tides to Overcome! The Boy Admired his father, adored him, worshipped him as infallible. But even such a man was forced to kneel in the face of death. SNAP! The young boy looked at the slumped figure of his father as he was forcefully carried away. The chaotic situation caused him to be unable to process much more than the figure of his falling father. He didn't know why but the word 'SNAP' perfectly described his state of mind. He lost it. He thought it strange. The value of life. It seemed so unsurmountable in one and so pointless in another. Was this all his father amounted to? His eyes dulled. His tears dried up. He couldn't help but let out a chuckle. It truly was amusing. A small chuckle turned into incoherent laughter, a deep seethed despise being born in his Heart! His world... His Diagram... It was no longer. ... For Updates On Me: https://www.instagram.com/lol_i.create/ [Note: Artwork does not belong to me]

Title: Abyssal Chimes Genre: Cosmic Folk Horror / Time-Bending Thriller *Synopsis:* In the fog-shrouded valley of Corpse Falls Town, where pagoda trees bleed and construction sites exhale the breath of the dead, antiques dealer Lin Moyu becomes entangled in a temporal curse older than the Ming Dynasty. When a smuggled Bronze Bell covered in corpse wax appears in his shop, its cursed chimes fracture reality, revealing three overlapping timelines: a 15th-century massacre of shaman priests, a modern archaeological expedition’s disappearance, and Lin’s own complicity in a catastrophic urban development project three years prior. As the Bell’s vibrations summon corpse soldiers from limestone caves and warp digital devices into occult artifacts, Lin discovers every victim’s skull sprouts bronze roots connecting to an underground Bone Pagoda. The town’s "residents" are revealed as echoic phantoms—their deaths endlessly reenacted through cursed objects: QR codes that rewrite memories, livestreams broadcast from decaying eyeballs, and concrete mixed with ground funerary coins. Key horrors unfold through fractal revelations: - The Bell’s Sanskrit inscriptions are quantum codes predicting Lin’s own autopsy report - Construction blueprints from 2021 contain hidden blood sacrifice diagrams - Missing archaeologists are found fused with Ming dynasty burial silks, their smartphones playing war drums from 1423 The cosmic truth emerges through temporal bleeding: Corpse Falls Town exists in a "wound" between timelines, sustained by an ouroboros of guilt. Every character is simultaneously victim and perpetrator across centuries—Lin’s father designed the dam that awakened ancient curses, while Lin himself becomes the Ming general who first ordered mass executions to silence the shamans. *Themes:* - Guilt as a self-replicating cosmic force - Technology as modern necromancy (5G towers as spirit poles, cloud storage as soul jars) - Archaeological colonialism’s cyclical violence *Closing Paradox:* In the fractal finale, Lin must let the Bell annihilate all timelines—including his own birth—to break the curse. Yet the final page reveals this manuscript itself is a cursed object, its words rearranging to implicate whoever reads it in the next cycle of atrocities. *Comp Titles:* - *Annihilation* meets *The Ring* in Guillermo del Toro’s *Pan’s Labyrinth* - *Dark (Netflix)* collides with Junji Ito’s *Uzumaki* - *The Southern Reach Trilogy* rewritten as Ming dynasty occult procedural Hook: Every technological artifact you use—from subway QR codes to wireless earbuds—becomes a gateway to ancestral horror in this narrative ouroboros where reading the book implicates you in its curse.

DIAGRAM. A world as unforgiving as the beauty of its name. A world that stretched its hands out to the forgotten but just as easily cut its link with them. SNAP! The fate that ties wraps around his body, all but unwilling to let go... The father who was all but righteous... The family of twisted people only able to display their love in questionable ways! A world destined to collapse within its looped fate. He thought it strange. The value of life I mean. It seemed so unsurmountable in one and so pointless in another. His eyes dulled. His tears dried up. He couldn't help but let out a chuckle, which turned into a hearty laughter. It truly was amusing. It was time this world realized that he would not fail! Even if that was all that was left for him, he stands firm in his ways, stable in his mind, calm in his HEART! The HEART whose embers can never vanish... TRISTAN HEART!

In the sprawling, magical metropolis of Lumina City, Silas Calder lives a double life: by day, he’s a bartender at *The Alchemical Flask*, a speakeasy that caters to both humans and magical beings. By night, he secretly experiments with forbidden enchantments, yearning for a purpose beyond his mundane existence. When Kael—a mysterious and brooding shadowbinder with a dangerous past—walks into the bar, Silas’s life takes an unexpected turn. Drawn together by an undeniable connection, Silas and Kael discover they share a rare soulbond, a magical link that intertwines their fates. But their bond makes them targets in a city teetering on the edge of chaos. The Sentinels, an elite force tasked with policing magic, relentlessly hunt Kael for his shadowbinding abilities, while Silas struggles to harness the volatile magic within himself. As their feelings deepen, so does the danger. When the Sentinels raid *The Alchemical Flask*, Silas risks everything to save Kael, setting them on a path of rebellion against the oppressive forces controlling Lumina City. Together, they uncover the dark secrets of the Sentinels and the true nature of their soulbond, which may hold the key to saving not only themselves but countless others persecuted for their magic. In a city where shadows hold secrets and sparks ignite revolutions, Silas and Kael must confront their fears, embrace their powers, and decide how far they’re willing to go for love, freedom, and each other.

In the mystical kingdom of Javavia, where magic reigns supreme and dragons rule the distant lands, there stands a potion shop known as "The Fated Liquid." Its proprietor, Cedric, is a retired adventurer who has turned his talents to potion-making. After his long and arduous adventures, his dream was to create brews that could heal, charm, and enchant. However, when his potions begin to develop minds of their own, causing mayhem with their unpredictable effects, Cedric's tranquil life is flipped on its head. Each potion introduces a new challenge and a dash of chaos to Cedric's doorstep. With the assistance of his eager apprentice, Tom, and the competitive yet captivating rival shop owner, Myra-the daughter of a renowned merchant-Cedric must solve the enigma of the magical mishaps before the Alchemist's Guild intervenes. As the annual Festival of Flasks approaches, and the legend of the town casts its sorrowful spell, Cedric finds himself at the center of a whimsical story filled with love, laughter, and a touch of madness. Embark on the journey in "The Retired Mage Becomes A Simple Potion Maker," where each sip unveils a tale, and every chapter is a blend of wonder. Will Cedric manage to restore harmony to his potions, or will Javavia be irrevocably altered by the concoctions of "The Fated Liquid"?

Blurb Acapella Williams. A girl with an open mind who is being judged by the world because of her imperfections. She is always trying to get people to like her and does whatever anyone wants her to do even if it means hurting herself in the process. Due to this, she decides to do the one thing she could think of to try and get the world to accept her. ................................................................ Hunter Carter. Who is he? No one has ever seen him nor met him face to face. He is just like a myth. Invisible. Those who know him do only by the sound of his voice. His mere name brings shivers to the bones. Only his family members or relatives know him. It is rumored that he does come out and those who have seen him say he always wears a gold mask with the skull diagram drawn on it. Some say he looks like the devil while some say he is the devil himself. But what happens when two souls with each deep scars of theirs meet? One who is trying to get the world to accept her and one who is running from it?

This is an era belonging to card makers. In this world, wild monsters roam, ancient realms revive everywhere, and ordinary people live in fear. Only card makers can protect themselves and others. Xu Wang transmigrated and became a high school student. During his awakening in the Card Source World, he successfully awakened the Primordial Mythology World. By simultaneously using the artifact cards [Tai Chi Diagram] + [Pangu Banner] + [Chaos Bell], with matching card attributes, he obtained the ultimate divine weapon, the Heaven-Opening Axe. By simultaneously using the character cards [Yunxiao] + [Qiongxiao] + [Bixiao], he activated the card bond [Three Fairy Maidens], and the Nine-Bend Yellow River witnessed the extinction of immortals and mortals. By simultaneously using the character cards [Bull Demon King] + [Dragon Demon King] + ... + [Yu Rong King] + [Monkey King], he activated the card bond [Seven Great Kings], granting the characters in this series the [Great King] status enhancement, causing chaos... From then on, slaying ancient gods and annihilating demons became a piece of cake.

That's enough." He said. "Let her go!" His voice came sharp as steel and in command. The man let go and I almost fell on my knees, weakened from days of starvation and caged in the storage. I looked at him uncertain what to do or think. The mysterious man observed me for a few seconds then strode over to his horse, fetching a flask of water. He loosened the lid and handed it to me. I snatched it from his hand like a feral animal and drank and drank until the last drop of water fell in my mouth. I was thirsty and dying, I couldn't get enough drink of water. He offered me spiced rice ball next and I consumed every bit of it in front of him without feeling any shame or reserved daintiness. I didn't care, I was hungry. I could care less whether I looked like a starving animal or a woman. Once I'm done, he merely groaned and said..."Let's go." I understood right then that I was just sold to a new master, and he is now my new owner. My new owner mounted on his horse, I expected to walk while he rode when he offered me his hand to help lift me up behind him. His gesture surprised me, and I jerked at the sight of his wide palm, thinking he was going to hurt me. "Don't be scared." He murmured, his voice is a gentle wave of softness. "I will not hurt you like your previous masters

Have you ever had something happen to you that made you think to yourself 'it's the end of the world?' What if something really did happen that ends your world as you know it? How would you deal with it? Would you give up? Do the best you could to live with the new circmstances? What if it wasn't the world, but you that changed? What do you do when your world is turned upside down? After inadvertently drinking out of a flask which contained nanites his parents developed before their death, Sora Ito wakes up almost a month later as a girl. Not just a girl, but a fertile girl in a world where less than 20% of women are fertile.  What's a girl, who is Androphobic, Enochlophobic, shy, and withdrawn, supposed to do when governments and corporations will do anything to solve the world's population problem?   Well, after thinking about a couple of the character's personalities as developed, I've decided this will have some Yuri elements. In the end though it will end up as planned.

A young girl has to survive in a wicked city overrun by zombies and uncover a dark secret that caused the outbreak. Amelia Bergstrom is a twelve-year-old girl who has been locked inside houses for most of her life. She knows nothing about the outside world or anything about her family and what they do. But one fateful day when her mother dies, she has to take up the mantle of a zombie hunter and discover that she lives in a city populated with the undead. With the help of her sister, they discover a sinister plot fraught with disappearances and an evil secret that caused the outbreak. To Amelia, Paradise might just be Hell.

《I have a scroll of the diagram of ghosts and gods》is a suspenseful ancient and modern legendary novel that combines time travel, system flow, invincible flow, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, grassroots rise, calmness, decisive killing, relaxation, classical fairy tales, mythology, and the Classic of Mountains and Seas , intangible cultural heritage elements.

Lin Fei, who had mediocre martial arts talent, unexpectedly acquired a martial arts system. All of his martial arts skills could be self-cultivated. "Your Giant Whale Body Refining Technique has increased by 50% due to its observation of the 'Long Whale Under the Moon' diagram, which enabled it to comprehend the essence of the technique." Despite not putting in much effort, Lin Fei's martial arts skills were too diligent... I am also posting this story on Royal Road. Here is the link to my profile:https://www.royalroad.com/profile/303843 Ko-fi and Patreon provide more chapters. https://ko-fi.com/bandefry patreon.com/righteousegg

Li Qingming: "Uncle Master, lend me your Purple Gold Eight Trigram Furnace to study alchemy!" Taishang Laojun: "..." Li Qingming: "Master, lend me your Pangu Banner!" Yuanshi Tianzun: "..." Li Qingming: "Uncle Master, lend me your Zhou Xian Sword Array for research!" Tongtian Jiaozhu: "..." Sanqing: "Qingmingzi, return my Eight Trigram Furnace (Pangu Banner, Zhou Xian Four Swords and Formation Diagram)..." Li Qingming: "Waga ga, let me study for a million years, then I'll return them to you!"

Is it real or am I just imagining this, my fear taking a physical form. Is it just a dream or is whatever in that basement behind all of my fear, my pain, my suffering.

The soul of an entomologist traveled to the world of immortal cultivation and possessed the body of a humble, casual cultivator who practiced the art of controlling insects. After being given a new life, he just wanted to stay away from fighting and live a peaceful life in a mortal village. With incredible imagination and understanding, and unlimited time, he could create his own techniques, recipes for elixirs, recipes for instruments, array diagrams, recipes for poisons, recipes for wine... all by himself. While others cultivated the way of killing, he cultivated the way of self-creation.

In the distant land of ancient Greece, while Zeus was busy flirting with every goddess in sight and Poseidon was throwing wild underwater raves, our time-traveler Linley somehow ended up being mistaken for the apostle of Dionysus. This wasn’t just any journey, but a divine misadventure—uh, I mean, a godly quest! Think being a god is all glory and no grind? Think again! Linley, spends his days brewing wine, teaching others to brew wine, and dodging Roman soldiers who think he’s their personal bartender. But fear not! Our hero’s got a magic flask. One swig of his potent brew, and enemies are instantly transformed into drunken kittens. Even the fiercest gladiator will be serenading you with "I Will Survive." In this world where myths and reality tango, Linley’s got his hands full not just battling the Holiness-worshipping “Saints” but also moonlighting in slave liberation and building a revolutionary base. Sometimes, he even finds time to philosophize with the centaur Chiron or discuss underwater beauty secrets with mermaid princess Pandora—though these chats usually end with Linley drenched. But wait, there’s more! Linley’s life is a carnival of chaos. He’s constantly facing off against fantastical creatures, like nagging Hecatoncheires and trigger-happy Harpies, while also bracing for surprise missions from his tricky system. “Teach a hundred goats to waltz in ten minutes or face divine punishment!” Seriously, system? You can’t be serious! Yet, amid these hilarious escapades, Linley evolves from a rookie time-traveler into the revered God of Wine. With brains and bravery, he leads his loyal followers and pens an epic tale on the enchanting land of ancient Greece.

A shy emo kid forms a magical contract with a knight from another world. All his life, Theo has dreamed about flying cities and magic diagrams. But when he's awake, his biggest problem is working up the courage to start his own emo band. At least until he stumbles into an arena straight out of his dreams where a knight is battling a dragon. The next thing Theo knows, he finds himself magically bound to the knight, Sir Zenith. Turns out Theo is a wizard, and Zenith is the familiar who serves him. This is the last thing Theo wants, but he doesn't have time to adjust. An army of demons is after him, and they might share a connection to his past. If he wants answers - and to survive - Theo will have to trust Zenith and find the strength to fight alongside him.

Every night at precisely 3AM, Anne Walch’s crumbling Everglades home comes alive with an uninvited visitor—a captivating, enigmatic presence bound to the house and an ornate flask. Grappling with grief, addiction, and the guilt of her mother’s death, Anne strikes a desperate bargain: she will finish her final novel, and only then will she surrender. But as her writing blurs the line between reality and delusion, the allure of her visitor deepens, and so does the terror of her unraveling mind. 3AM is a provocative and haunting tale of obsession, ambition, and the seductive cost of redemption.

The glass flask on the table bubbles and overflows with a mysterious glowing substance, seemingly about to explode. [An improbable catalytic fusion has been formed.] [The concoction of magicka energy and spirit essence has manifested a consciousness.] [A divine omniscient entity is emerging...] Petya suddenly hears a loud ringing noise inside his wrecked apartment. His eyes snap open. [...62%...75%...89%...] [Entity integration with host at 100%.]

This is a book at robots the size of a hydro flask battling. This is a fun side project and I hope you guys like it.

A poor mercenary called Sitri was trapped in the middle of a battle between; celestials, humanity, and demons. His life changed forever when he swallowed a cursed flask, discovering his demonic lineage. Two strange but beautiful demon maids helped him adapt to his new life within the dungeon. Through corruption, seduction and massacre, becoming known later as, "Demon Lord Sitri." Eventually earning himself the title, "Lord of Endless Carnage and Debauchery." Tainting; spirits, lamia, demi humans, and many more female races, building his wondrous dungeon maid harem. ________________ The artwork isn't my own. If requested, I can remove it at any time.

A seemingly ordinary person is reborn in the Divine Land of Qi Cultivators and inherits the legacy of the Yellow Millet Diagram. He joins a sect, overcomes challenges, and defeats enemies along the way. With everyone admiring his good fortune, he climbs to the peak of cultivation step by step, from the Precelestial realm to the Transcendent realm, and even to the Immortal realm. As he encounters various extraordinary people and learns about the mysterious Qi energy, he realizes that there are people beyond ordinary mortals and realms beyond the heavens: The Qi energy of celestial phenomena controls wind, thunder, rain, electricity, and clouds, with gods and demons unable to fathom its mysteries; The Qi energy of heavenly stars harnesses the power of the stars and causes earthquakes and mountains to shake

Inspired by video game series S.T.A.L.K.E.R. , Fallout and Metro. The Zone has many rules and none of them would make much sense to you, living on the Outside. For example here, you would never hear, “I’m sorry for your loss”. Only silence would be the answer. The most empathetic action you would receive, is an open flask and a nod. People here don’t expect to live long and happy lives and even the most optimistic person at most, would hope to die inside of a blender. It's the most painless and quickest way to die in The Zone, and the cleanest. Your body would be torn apart in a second by countless gravitational pulls, all centered on you, leaving nothing but a red circle outside of its perimeter. You have nothing to worry about, blender will not leave you alive and crippled. It has enough force to rip metal and concrete to shreds, nothing to say about your bag of bones and shit. It will be like a wet paper towel, so fragile and weak.

Excerpt: "Malia Ava Augustus", she read the first page. She cannot remember any female lead or villainess characters that were named Malia in all the books she read; however, the last name Augustus was ringing something that she can't clearly recollect. She was right, the notebook was a diary. She checked it quickly and looked for the last page that could tell her recent events which could give her clues about this new environment she was in. She needs to know quickly if she was thrown into the past or if she's in an entirely new world. Her focus intensified by reading the last words Malia left. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "To my betrothed, Cedric Cromwell, My love may be one-sided, but I did everything to receive just a glance from you. Even as far as going against my family to be engaged to you. I know that I looked pathetic and desperate during our formal encounters. You hated my black hair and my dark brown eyes, and you never smiled nor tried to talk to me. And now I realized that I can't ever be compared to the woman you love. I received and read your letter to break off our engagement. I know you've been meaning to end it since you met her at the Academy. She has everything you wanted and more. Last week, I was so excited to finally receive a confirmation letter from the academy. I was already thinking of ways to get closer to you and spend time creating meaningful memories with you. But now everything will be meaningless and if I can't have your love, then I don't think my life has any value left. I wish you happiness and a life full of smiles. I will love you always and forever. Love, Malia Ava ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Maya quickly checked the bed; there she noticed a very small empty flask. "You killed yourself with poison?! For love?? You're so stupid!", she said angrily. She can't believe someone would just take their life for loving someone so much. "What about your family? Is life all about love for a partner? Can't there be love for family? Love for yourself or love for other things! You're rich AF, you could have just loved shopping!". She suddenly recalled something. "Wait...Cedric Cromwell?! Isn't he one of the side characters who were in love with the female lead's best friend, Andrea? The sexy badass and loud best friend of the female lead of "My Downhearted Noble man"???!!!", She said, almost screaming. 'I transmigrated to "My Downhearted Noble man"? And if I'm the ex-fiancé of Cedric Cromwell, then I'm just a minor character mentioned only in passing to build conflict between Cedric and Andrea. The conflict started when Malia's brother, Matthew, tried to ruin and blame Cedric for his sister's death. Hence, Cedric and Andrea cannot openly shout their love for each other due to feelings of guilt and remorse. Late on, Matthew would start seducing Andrea to get back at Cedric and avenge the death of his sister. Before she could ponder further, she noticed the cream-white mask on top of the bedside table. "No way… don't tell me...".