Handy Smurf

[Ding!] [Cashback-System-Aktivierungsanforderung erfüllt!] [Systembindung wird durchgeführt...!] [System erfolgreich verknüpft!] [1.000 $ ausgegeben. 10x Kritischer Treffer. 10.000 $ verdient. Das Geld wurde auf Konto XXX-XXX-XXX überwiesen] [Mindestens 1.000 $ für eine schöne Dame ausgegeben. 1 Lotterielos erhalten. Möchten Sie es verwenden?] [JA][NEIN] Kyle war ein Mann, der im Leben nie Glück hatte, und er stand kurz davor, allem ein Ende zu setzen, nachdem er aufgrund der Beschwerde eines Kunden von seinem Mindestlohnjob entlassen wurde. Die Beschwerde stellte sich als Lüge heraus, aber da der Kunde eine attraktive Dame war, glaubte niemand Kyle. Um die Sache noch schlimmer zu machen, musste er für die Schäden aufkommen, die der Kunde verursacht hatte. Schöne Menschen, sie hatten es leicht, nicht wahr? Dies war sein letzter Schritt und er wusste, dass er den morgigen Tag nicht mehr erleben würde, als er nach einem Fluss suchte, in den er sich stürzen konnte. Er dachte, sein Verstand wäre endlich gebrochen, da es keine Erklärung für den Cyanfarbenen Bildschirm gab, der auftauchte, als er auf die Schaltfläche [JA] klickte. [Sie haben Charme gezogen!] [Charme: Es gibt nichts, aus dem oder in das der Benutzer sich nicht herauscharmen kann! Das Universum hat dich mit Charisma gesegnet!] "Hahaha! Ich muss verrückt geworden sein..." murmelte Kyle vor sich hin, aber sein Handy klingelte bald, um zu zeigen, dass er eine Benachrichtigung hatte. Und zu seiner Überraschung sah er 10.000 $ auf seinem Konto und sein Kiefer klappte herunter. "DAS IST ECHT!!!"

Life is great when you're the hero. You're handsome, charismatic, you've got girls throwing themselves at you left and right. You're handy with a sword, you know how to lead by example, you've got a grand destiny ahead of you. Despite all of your hardships, no matter what comes your way you've got what it takes to overcome it. So what happens if you're not the hero, but his sidekick? Turns out being second fiddle to the main event isn't nearly so glamorous. But a hero only stands tall when he's got others to hold him up. This is the story of a hero and his oft-overlooked, sarcastic little sidekick... P.S. If you'd like to leave a review or critique, have at it. But do me a favor and be constructive about it. If all you're going to do is be a judgmental hack who doesn't write themself but feels entitled to tear down others, then leave. I have no time or patience to deal with you.

Everything comes handy, especially when we're angry. The thought of revenge, that makes us shiver in agitation. That makes us think of the past- but not the current situation. The blood in our veins, that pushes the angry adrenaline. Inside and out. The anger is getting loud. There is no space left for peace. Long was it thrown in the abyss. And we will never be luminated. Because of the anger that we were blinded. Even if seeking vengeance means, digging two graves. One for your enemy and the other for yourself. You'll never stop, until you put your enemies bones in your own shelf. And that's what our protagonist does, Blinded with anger and undaunted by fear. The scream for murder is all that you'll ever hear. The past was long gone,but it was all left undone. For the protagonist, it was just the beginning of a war that has no ending. The war for love,that turned out to be hatred. Murder and anger is the perfect emotion. And vengeance is the perfect solution.

Di dunia sihir bernama Lunarien, sihir bukan mantra-melainkan cerminan jiwa. Setiap anak lahir dengan bakat sihir unik dari rasnya masing-masing. Tapi hanya satu yang bisa menyeimbangkan dunia: Arteri, kekuatan kuno untuk menghidupkan apa pun yang dilukis. Vale, murid 16 tahun dari Akademi Union, terpilih sebagai pengguna Arteri... namun ia memiliki satu kelemahan besar: ia tak bisa melukis. Di saat dunia terancam oleh ras Gorlock dan kekacauan sihir, Vale harus menghadapi tekanan, hinaan, dan misteri masa lalunya-termasuk seorang guru sinis yang menyimpan niat tersembunyi. Sanggupkah Vale menguasai kuasnya, sebelum dunia Lunarien runtuh? > Kisah tentang perjuangan, luka batin, sihir, dan cinta yang perlahan tumbuh dari goresan paling tak sempurna.

The entire world had changed; from flying cars to flying horses as the adventurers from the game became hunters in real life. Nobody entered Love Heart Online expecting to be merged with their in-game character nor did they expect for the game to slowly influence real life in more ways that just economically. But when the first wave of people began to merge there were those who had no intention to remain hidden while many of those in the lower rungs of society decided to take a slice of the cake. By any means. It therefore didn't take long for the world to become like something out of a comic book - heroes flying in the sky fighting villains - if with a fantasy flare added in. Yet, before the world could even adapt to that, a second wave of chaos came. Many who were previously worth nothing in society became champions across the planet, fighting off the dungeons full of monsters, after mana seeped into reality for unknown reasons. Yet that does not change the fact there was still a clear class division. Armor-Cordis was well aware of this fact as they worked for one of the core members of the HERO guild yet that did not mean they lived well because of their masters role. Abuse was part of their daily life (not just the physical or verbal kind) however none of this matter... Because they had a promise from their mamma. With absolute trust in their mothers instructions they set out in the world to experience the lowest lows in human society - a situation that led them to eventually being picked off the street by the supposed Heroes. Even then they spent their time stealing as much information as they could since they knew it would come in handy in the future. Or rather, it would come in handy in the past. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Come read as a urchin rises to become a gluttonous white lotus spirit takes advantage of her future knowledge to rule two worlds and beyond. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- 1 Chapter Per Week (Sun) 20~ Chapters Ahead On Patreon https://www.pat reon.com/BasicallyGod/ Content Warnings Are More Caution Based

Lin Li entre accidentellement dans un autre monde alors qu'il jouait avec son compte de mage smurf juste après avoir maximisé toutes sortes de compétences en artisanat, emportant avec lui divers matériaux de premier ordre. Bien que son personnage soit pratiquement sans pouvoir, ce qu'il gagne en retour est un talent magique sans précédent ! Peut-il survivre par lui-même après avoir été jeté dans un autre monde ?

By the will of the goddess, Itsuki Shinomiya was given the privilege of choosing various abilities and being reborn in another world. However, before going to the other world, he didn’t want to involve himself in scary, dirty, gross things like battles. Fiercely determined to live a slow life, he chose the unique skill [Pocket Money], giving him an amount of money once per day. “With this, I can hang out with girls without having to work!” Dreaming of avoiding battles and living with cute girls, Itsuki stepped into the other world! But the reality was not that simple. Getting attacked by giant bugs, getting caught up in arguments at the guild, and getting stuck with s*aves?! In the end, will Itsuki be able to live his ideal slow life?! Using unique skills and manufacturing skills, an exciting other-world slow life with beautiful girls starts now! (hopefully)

Despite gifted with extraordinary talent, I resented my life being cut short. One day, fueled by alcohol, I penned a proposal letter to a princess, hoping to alter my fate. [Sure. I’d love to marry you.] …What? She’s accepting? The problem is, I proposed to all five tyrant princesses. And to make matters worse, I have no clue which one responded.

One day, Yuto Mamiya, a salesman who used to be an addicted gamer, was pulled into a mysterious space with the words, “I found you”. He discovered that it was a gateway to another world, but the only two otherworldly abilities he gained were the ability to “become young again” and “see status screens.” Without any cheat skills, he found himself thrown into a completely unknown world. Why exactly was he “found” and brought to that place? In a new world where weapons, skills, and magic were at play, he had the game knowledge and perseverance to play to the point of earning the dishonorable title of “God of Ruins”. And with the knowledge from his working years, where he had never neglected his efforts even though he had no talent, he took the first step towards survival.

"Who are they to reject my novel?" Juro shouted in anger Trying to forget everything like it was never happned, he attempted to sleep. But a loud noise, shattered that effort. While searching for the source of the sound, Juro found a book which was completely covered in a white cover, with nothing written on it. But the moment he opened it, a blinding white light filled his surroundings. However, the book was empty internally. Later, he sat down to eat. But he choked and got startled by a voice. To his astonishment, he saw a girl sitting before him whom he had created in his own novel. That’s when he realized: the mysterious book which he picked had the power to bring his stories into real life. He started writing. But what was he writing? A novel? He didn’t know. He proclaimed himself as the writer of existence. He wrote charecters to do what he wanted. But one the day. A slap . Said him that he had no right to call himself a writer, Then his true journey began. A journey which revealed the true face of harsh world before him. He started writing again to open the eyes of peoples. And in the end he got the answer to a single question: "What is a writer?" And this journey's written form, is what we call the "WORST NOVEL." —— To The Readers —— Inspite of being a newbie in this world i tried to show a life of a writer or rather the origin of a writer. I hope you will find this somehow handy though i wrote it in quite complex ways. Thank You.

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Chris Solis Noctis was expecting a normal life. Graduate college, get a job, maybe become mildly successful. What he wasn’t expecting? Waking up as a helpless baby in a completely different world, stuck in a luxurious crib with zero motor skills and a full-blown existential crisis. Reincarnation was supposed to come with perks—overpowered abilities, a handy system menu, something! Instead, he gets: - No magic menu. (Rude.) - No god-given cheat skills. (Where’s the refund button?) - No idea why his ridiculously powerful family treats him like a walking prophecy. His father could declare war with a raised eyebrow, his mother casually floats midair like it’s normal, and everyone keeps acting like his existence is a big deal. Oh, and let’s not forget the two moons that seem a little too interested in his life choices. Armed with sarcasm, mild paranoia, and the stubborn refusal to accept baby jail as his new reality, Chris is determined to figure out why he’s here, how to survive, and whether fate really has it out for him. Because if the universe won’t give him plot armor… he’ll just have to make his own.

She is in love but she doesn't like him, so she dumps him.

After the hapless silver Su was pulled into the infinite survival game since childhood, he was trapped in the first copy, dying to live infinite reincarnation countless times, and finally returned to the normal game process. Finally do not have to face the same group of monsters silver Su tears, decided to make friends with the monsters, no longer hit them. Everyone looked at the handy pinch explosion monster, slag are not left of the silver Sue: ash are Yang is it! Later, the game added a taboo: stay away from Silver Su, she is sick!

A company drone who died from overworking was reincarnated as Sawadi, the third son of a merchant in a different world. His specialty is restoration magic and support magic. He used his cheat skills to come up with a new model of business. He decided to use his restoration magic to cure cheap slaves and make them earn money. Although his earnings are steadily increasing, he also has to suffer its consequence of his work load also getting increased... Will Sawadi ever be able to live leisurely without working? The beginning of this lazy and relaxing fantasy, is starting here!

The spring fountain town of miracle that heals anything, Polka. In the hometown of memories, with his dear parents, there was a figure of a half-elf girl who swore to become my female slave. Repeating such a memorable talk every time he drinks alcohol, is former blacksmith’s apprentice and innocent crossbow soldier Andy Smeyson 25 years old. Andy is surrounded by nice companions and competent and sexy bosses, which is different from what he had thought when he was a child, but this was a cozy life. When the half-elf girl suddenly appeared in front of him, he will jump into a furious destiny. Andy, who is weak but courage and clever meet a lot of different race ladies such as elves, half elves, dark elves, tiny dwarves, dragon girls, beast girls and make them his females slaves one after another. The horny adventure started from a half elf girl who doesn’t stop liking him to eventually become a legend ──.

The world of immortal cultivation was always a grand one, filled with powerful swordsmen who could cut planets in half, divine doctors who could bring the dead back to life, and naturally the beautiful female cultivators who's single glance could stop the hearts of thousands of mortal men. Unfortunately for Minos, a poorly talented handy-man disciple of the Green Barrel Sect, that was a life he was destined to never know. That was until he figured out he actually was talented, though not in the conventional ways!