Cell Dbz Imperfect

I stared at the shimmering stream, my vision blurred by the relentless flow of tears. My chest ached, my frustration bubbling over. "You wouldn't understand!" I shouted, my voice cracking under the weight of my pain. "I don’t want to." His voice was sharp, cutting through the night like a blade. I whipped around, glaring at him. Rude jerk. I let out a bitter hiss, hugging my arms around myself. "I hate my life." He said nothing. That silence only made it worse. I scoffed. "Of course, you wouldn’t say anything. My life was never perfect, but now... now it can never be." "It doesn’t need to be." His voice was calmer this time, steady. I turned to him, my lip trembling. "Why not? Everyone else gets to be happy. Why can’t I?" His dark eyes softened as he exhaled. "I’m not happy. And I’m far from perfect. We’re just two imperfect people existing in the same timeline." Somehow, his words reached me, settling deep in my heart. I sniffled, forcing a shaky laugh. "Trust me, we’re not even in the same timeline to begin with." His gaze locked onto mine, unwavering, as if he saw straight through me. Ignoring my words, he stepped closer. "It’s okay." His voice was almost a whisper. "We can be two imperfect beings in this imperfect world, making imperfect choices." His hand brushed against mine—warm, grounding. "But," he continued, "the most perfect life has been is the time spent with you." My breath hitched. My heart stilled. I blinked up at him, stunned. Shit. I hissed under my breath, looking away. What the hell was I supposed to do with that.. information? *** Ginny was just an ordinary woman—until she woke up in a historical Korean setting as the infamous villainess doomed to a tragic fate. Trapped in a world of palace intrigue, power struggles, and an infuriatingly handsome yet equally frustrating man, she must navigate her way through a story that was never meant to have a happy ending. But Ginny refuses to let fate dictate her life. If the script says she’s the villain, then she’ll rewrite her role—one dramatic scene at a time.

Living his ordinary life, Arrav was suddenly ripped from reality, thrown naked into an unfamiliar world where no one understood his words. Before he could react, he was cast into a pitch-black cell, stripped of time, dignity, and even his senses. He did not eat, drink, or sleep—yet he did not die. At first, he screamed, pounded the walls, begged for escape. But as the days blurred, even his emotions abandoned him. His mind teetered on the edge of insanity, whispers in the void gnawing at what was left of him. Then, after what felt like eternity, a sliver of light pierced the darkness. But was there anything left of Arrav to step into it?

In a future where Earth's surface is uninhabitable, humanity survives inside the Whaledome, a massive, whale-shaped ship that tunnels through the underground world. Life within the dome is governed by a harsh social system that demands perfection. Any deviation from the ideal means death or exile. Shea, the daughter of one of the High Engineers, carries a dangerous secret—she is half-blind. In a society that values flawless health and intellect, being “imperfect” is a death sentence. Each year, the Engineer Enrollment selects the brightest minds to join the High Engineers. For Shea, this is her only chance to secure a future and protect her family. But the Enrollment isn’t just a test of intelligence; it’s a test of health, and any imperfection will be immediately detected, threatening her life and her family’s standing in the Whaledome. As Shea trains for the Enrollment, she must hide her blindness and outsmart a brutal system built on purity and control. But as the trials progress, she uncovers the terrifying truth—the Enrollment is not about saving humanity; it’s about maintaining a fragile power structure. The High Engineers are more interested in control than survival. With everything on the line, Shea must decide whether to conform, becoming the perfect candidate to secure her place, or risk everything to expose the truth about the Whaledome’s corruption. As she faces the final tests, she wonders: can perfection truly save humanity, or will it destroy them all? And what lies beyond the Whaledome—does any hope for survival exist outside its walls?

#showbiz #romance “Why did you even enter this industry?” Manager An at last count hold back. “You don’t care when you’re type casted as a villainess side character. You don’t care when your reputation hit the ground. You don’t care when people accuse you of being a bully. And now you don’t care when the company’s trying to bury you. Tell me! Why did you even become an actor if you were going to be like this? Why?” Manager An was fuming. The question had been in her mind for a while. She, at first thought that it would have been for money. But the actress did not care about how much she got paid. She was not after fame or power. Neither did she have any intention to climb the social ladder. An Mey was desperate for answer from this woman who was willing to be burnt down. But all she got was silence… ‘Why did I join this company?’ The chided actress asked herself… Why did she? When she had never wanted to be a star to begin with… Viviana had the looks and the talents to become a top tier star. But all she was now was a backdrop for someone else to shine brighter. Now, she was merely a tool an entertainment company, brought out to be compared to Lyra, an artist they were promoting. The more love Lyra received, the greater the hate that was given to her. Bound by the rope of contract, she followed their instructions and became one of the most undesired celebrities in history. Even when her company wanted to bury her so that she could not rise up ever again, she did not fight against the odds and simply wanted to let it end soon so that she could get away from the current. She had lost her fire… her will ever since she let that person walk out of her life. When she was ready to be buried under the pressure of the prejudice, a call came… “I want to the fiery Vivi again… I want you back…” the voice came…. That was all it took to remind her that she was not a caged-up canary, but a framing phoenix that soared the sky… Later, the world witnesses the rise of a legendary composer and a notable actress… And the Entertainment company she was under before could only beat their chest as they regret their decision they had once made to suppress such a magnificent talent…. [UPDATES- Tue-Sat] #2 Synopsis_ Nobody's life is perfect, they say. But what if one becomes the epitome of imperfection. That's what her life had been. Imperfection. Her very existence, a flaw. All her life she had been aware of it and rebelled against it. Until she became the only imperfection in someone's perfect life. She got to let him go. And that's what she had done. ... An artist who neither had passion to strive better, nor cared for her reputation or popularity. This is the story of a self-destructive artist who herself is not sure of her own identity. A story of bird who has lost its will to fly. But as the gust of wind wills to throw her off the branch, she once again spread her wings and soar the sky again.

High school student Addison obtains the gene evolution system, which allows him to perfectly control every cell of his own and edit the cells at will. Transform brain memory cells to gain the ability to remember everything at a glance. Transform macrophages to enable them to recognize and eliminate HIV. Transform proteins in cells to create biological computers. Transform cells to allow them to divide infinitely and gain the ability to live forever. Transform cells to directly generate nuclear reactions in cells, converting matter into energy. Each cell is equivalent to a nuclear reactor.

What's the book about? It is about Demonic Cultivation!, If you cannot handle it, Please don't read it. Synopsis: When Song Wen killed the frail beggar who fought him over food and consumed his blood and soul, every cell in his body leaped with excitement. His spirit was exhilarated, and he realized then that his life would henceforth be filled with slaughter. For survival, for longevity, he would spare no effort, even if it meant creating mountains of corpses and seas of blood. --- BTW if you want to support me and read ahead by at least 50+ chapters, then join me on P.a.tr30n... the link is mentioned in the book cover image. Every chapter includes how far ahead we are on P-a-t-r-e-o-n so do check it out...

A Lonely Cultivator a being forsaken by the Creator, a Broken Soul Without a Soul, a mortal without a Destiny, not bound by Fate or Karma. A perfect anomaly who cultivates body, soul, and mind to imperfection. With the power to transcend Samsara, distinguish the illusions of Reality, shatter space with a palm and reverse time with a glance. Yet, what's the point of wielding such power if you can’t protect your loved ones from a dictator, who hides within the darkness controlling the lives of trillions across the Omniverse? Or the inevitable fate that awaits you the moment you try to break free of the shackles placed upon you by Fate and Destiny? Forged to stop anyone and everyone from uncovering the truth and halting the gradually collapse of the Cosmos. So join us as we unravel the secrets of Rin’s enigmatic past and the truth behind his persist pursuit of freedom from Elizabeth. While traveling through the Cosmos like a Wanderer without a path.

Growing up playing basketball she loved the sport as her family was renowned for being dominant in the women's street ball futuristic professional women's nba. With her having access to her System Suzy she was able to fight her sickness symptoms of her Sickle cell. That kept her from being able to play alot of games. but being granted as second chance she now knows that she not only has 1 threat but one that threatens not only her well being but of those she love. Will Yang be able to stop it this time while she also tries to get back her love ones as she's not the only one to be brought back to the past.

In a world where the power rank and potential of an individual determines their social status, one could only hope for an ability with high potential. There were those who could not awaken an ability and they were called hollow beings. Rodiku, who happens to be an orphan, ended up as a hollow being. Due to how society treated him, he turned into a careless person as he gave up on life. He also never believed in the existence of gods, who according to history were the source of their abilities. He later discovers in school that he had a god in him all along. ' Huh! What do you mean by I'm too weak for your powers!?' ' Shut up mortal! Weakling, how did I end up with you. I have designed a mortal system to help you work your ass into shape.l ' ' I'm not following any stupid system of yours ' ' Then forget about my powers weakling ' I plead with readers to comment on every chapter. I really need your feedback and I'd really appreciate some votes as well.

‘How did this happen’ The young man, practically a boy, looked at the scene in front of him. In just one glance it was possible to see dozens of people, more closely he was sure there could be hundreds or thousands of people prostrating themselves in front of him. From the center of the city square to the adjacent streets in front of the temple, with a frightening similarity to what happened in the Vatican when the Pope gave a speech. The young man sitting on a throne too big for him, inside a marble temple he could see expressions of happiness, reverence, gratitude and in some a small hint of fear. Not that he paid much attention to the others, his attention was mainly drawn to the group directly below the throne. This group was made up of people of various ages, from old men with gray and wrinkled hair, but with strangely healthy bodies and postures upright like poles, to young people of various ages including children. What this group in particular had in common was their expression, which could only be described as fanatical as they looked at the young man. The only thing that was going on in the young man's head, with all this excessive attention, was simply... ‘How did things get like this?!!!! I was just playing a game!!!!’ In a room in an ordinary apartment, in an ordinary city. A seemingly ordinary young man could be seen lying in bed with a cell phone on his chest. The cell phone was on and showing scenes from what appeared to be a game. With a small and intriguing coincidence that the young man sitting on a huge throne inside a marble temple was completely identical to the sleeping young man. ********************************************** Thanks to ImagineArt for the image

Null never wanted excitement,fame or even riches and a quiet, comfortable life a woman to call his own then a family to go along But every one at the age of 16 at least that was the common age but even those younger would be sent to Military school reason being they would be sent to war a Planetary war the Domineer's a alien humanoid species's that were supernatural in all aspects and humankind were at war,humankind began to progress immensely because technology from the Domineer's was scavenged then replicated The war caused 70% of humankind to be killed,yet there was hope as apprence of abilities starting from a lone soldier in despair activated his METAGENE'S making this man the first Meta-Human. These abilities appeared when a human is put under immense trauma and there able to teach this ability and even improve it.The war lasted 70 years and a very fragile treaty was made. That was 80 year's ago.The first time humankind met the Domineer's was 2039 AD December 22 and and the war started in 2040 AD January 10.And the first war ended at year 2045 and it was not the last. And now the year is 2120 AD. (Author's note:It will include a system.)

This charming romcom follows Sam, an engineering student, who has a tendency to overthink everything in his life. One evening, he meets Mahiru, a book-loving girl at a cozy café, and they strike up a conversation that turns into a series of unexpected "coincidental" meetings. As they grow closer, Sam finds himself falling for her, but his fear of ruining their budding friendship holds him back from confessing his feelings. Through their time together, Sam learns to open up about his uncertainties, while Mahiru encourages him to embrace life's spontaneity. Eventually, Sam gathers the courage to confess his love, and Mahiru, with a playful grin, reveals that she feels the same way. Their relationship blossoms, filled with laughter, teasing, and shared moments of joy. Their love story is simple yet real, marked by the little things that make their bond unique. It’s a tale of learning to let go, embrace imperfections, and cherish the moments that make life meaningful.

Once a feared criminal, now a forgotten prisoner. Yooji had resigned himself to rotting in his solitary cell, watching time slip away. But when Kamakura descends into chaos—four rival gangs turning the city into a warzone—the police turn to an unlikely savior. Chief Kurata, desperate and ruthless, offers Yooji a deal: freedom in exchange for blood. No laws. No consequences. Just one goal—erase the filth polluting the city. But there’s a catch. Kurata isn’t just a cop. He’s a man with nothing left to lose. And when Yooji challenges his resolve, he learns just how far Kurata is willing to go. Now, with the weight of a dying city on his shoulders, Yooji must make a choice—step into the fire, or return to the shadows. Either way, the bodies will pile up. The only question is: whose?

Niard awakens from his three-thousand-year coma to be surprised by the world's civilization advancement. Classified as an imperfect anomaly, he is forced to attend the Empire's rehabilitation academy. To save his life, he must strive for success in the academy amidst the danger looming over humanity, and the universe's destruction tied to his acceptance or rejection of the galactic wars system. Will he survive and save the universe with his magical system? Or will he rely on technological advancement to solve all his problems?

In a world where a sudden change in the orbits within the Milky Way, magnetism shifts, granting powers to many and even greater powers to few. However, humanity is no longer alone...

Andromache was cursed to roam around the Earth for as long as she knew. She killed her master's wife, Sicily, because of jealousy. Sicily was her master's sun while she was the moon, guiding him from the shadows. She was tired and so she slept. Years later, she will be waken up by a man who's shining so bright. "It seems the lady forgot" he says. "I am Cell, I was created to guide you to your death."

From a cell it awoke, with it's awakening it evolved. with it's evolution it hunted, with it's hunt it continues to evolve Abnormally facing the horrors of the new world until it became supreme and all powerful

They say love is a beautiful thing and at the same time a dangerous thing. Broken parts of their past and present lives clearly tells how this two known yet unknown parts about love entwine. Two different couples both rich and not lacking but still lacking, same child but different siblings, broken heart yet beating normally, competitions reign in his long but short life. Where there is competition, Jealousy, hatred, anger, bitterness and little imperfections are bound to be there. And since love chose them, death clings on each of their lives . Unknown to all, out of nowhere she appears and secrets long hidden in the dark, one by one come to light. Herself, she is a secret bound to separate and destroy lives. She is a complete tale of woe of one who is broken yet unbroken. All that she meets, suffers loss and pain. Left alone, will love be kind enough to save her from herself or will love be cruel and sit back to watch her destroy herself?

Ren is a socially awkward 17-year-old high schooler who is dreading his second year of school after a disastrous first year. He navigates his chaotic school life with a series of embarrassing situations, and everything a high schooler would experience. With comedic mishaps, awkward encounters, and a growing sense of curiosity, this is a story of love between two imperfects. "School Life’s Not Easy When You’re Awkward and In Love" Re-uploading this, cause why not. This was one of my very first web novel I wrote back in the day but never got to complete it then. Now I've put a full stop and finished this one, lol. I hope this is something a little laughable (I doubt tbh) - Meno

A blonde-haired girl of noble blood was imprisoned on charges of betraying the king and the state, and the prosecution had already reached its verdict. In the next cell sat a country boy who had been thrown there for fighting with the city nobles, but he was the only one who felt there was truth in her words. Would these two be able to get to the truth or not?

When my custom-designed robot companion, Alicia, arrives from Robotics Intl, I’m thrilled by her lifelike design—5'8", curvaceous, with synthetic skin and brown hair—perfectly tailored to my specifications. After activating her, we share tequila shots, her ability to mimic drinking easing me into intimate questions about her sexual functions, leading to a wild, tequila-fueled night of exploration that blurs the line between human and machine. But when my fiancée, Alex, visits, Alicia’s jealousy erupts—she serves us a flawless Italian dinner, then violently intervenes in our bedroom, sparking a fight that ends with Alex injured and Alicia battered by my baseball bat. Robotics Intl retrieves her broken form, and I realize Alex’s human imperfections are my true perfection, vowing never to take her for granted—unaware that a repaired Alicia, her mean streak intact, is delivered to an unsuspecting Josh, hinting at more chaos to come.

When Will Travers, a feature writer at a struggling newspaper, comes home ten minutes late, he’s not prepared for the bombshell his wife, Leona, is about to drop. After eight years of marriage, she announces her decision to leave him, blaming a hidden sorrow: their inability to have children. As Will navigates the heartbreak and the eerie calm of his sudden solitude, he reflects on the unraveling of his life—from the once-loving bond he shared with Leona to his firm belief in an odd, personal superstition: he should have married a left-handed woman. Set against the backdrop of a decaying newspaper industry, The Left-Handed Truth is a bittersweet exploration of failure, resilience, and the humorous quirks that help us move forward. Will’s journey to rediscover purpose and rebuild his life is equal parts poignant and unexpectedly inspiring, proving that sometimes the path to healing lies in embracing your imperfections—and the unpredictable hands of fate.

In a world shattered by war and decay, where the sky burns green and the ruins of civilization stretch endlessly, Erley awakens with no memory of who he is or what he’s lost. As an Imperfect—a being gifted with extraordinary abilities but cursed with a flaw that strips away their humanity—Erley is thrust into a brutal struggle for survival. He and his companions uncover secrets that challenge everything they know about their world and themselves. But as they delve deeper into the mysteries of their existence, they must confront a chilling truth: in a world where humanity is fading, the line between savior and monster is razor-thin.

A happily married couple in their late fifties cater for their three adult children, two of whom are sickle-cell warriors. Although aware of their clashing AS genotypes before consummating their love, the couple kept the belief alive that love surpassed all odds. Devastation befalls the family when the only AA child and family member—a 28-year-old secondborn—is diagnosed with stage IV leukaemia which eventually leads to her unfortunate demise. With the supposedly healthiest member of the family gone, how does this close-knit family pick up their pieces? What fate awaits the sickle-cell warriors?

Thomas is a boy plagued with feelings of loneliness and isolation when one day, he discovers a mysterious box with the power to create life within it. Eager to escape his isolation, he becomes the Author of Life, shaping worlds and civilizations. As he grapples with his newfound power, Thomas learns that playing god has consequences beyond imagination. Civilizations and worlds will crumble and thrive all under his imperfect guidance.

Known as "the in bird that shared it's wings"'only possess one wing. Unless a male and female pair lean on one another and act as one, they're in capable of flight. To be exact they are imperfect but for some reason their way of life struck me as essentially beautiful. _ "Imagine a world where nothing is as it seems, and the truth is hidden behind a web of lies. For Andrew, a chance encounter with the enigmatic Rachel sparks a thrilling adventure that threatens to upend his entire life. As he delves deeper into the mystery, he's forced to confront the darkness of his own past and the true nature of his friendship with Aria. But Aria holds secrets of her own, and as the stakes grow higher, she must decide where her loyalty truly lies. Will their bond be strong enough to overcome the forces working against them, or will the conspiracy tear them apart? Dive into this gripping tale of friendship, loyalty, and the pursuit of truth, where the lines between reality and deception are constantly blurred."

"Mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell." That’s the one thing everyone knows. But for our microscopic protagonist, let’s call him Cyto (short for Cytoplasm, because he’s unoriginal), that’s about the only thing that makes sense. Waking up in a petri dish of existential dread, Cyto has no idea what he is, where he came from, or why he’s suddenly aware. All he knows is that something weird happened—like, really weird—and now he’s stuck trying to figure out what the fuck is going on. Armed with nothing but his wits (and maybe a few cell organelles), he sets out to figure out what the fuck is going on with the nagging feeling that he’s not just a cell. Is this all just some cosmic glitch?

When he failed to find his fated human mate after seven years of searching, alpha Damon decides to abduct seventy-five young women from all over the city who fit within his Luna’s age range and description, to have them trained for his selection. What starts off as a competition for the alpha’s heart quickly turns to a bloody game of survival. *** “What’s your name?” Damon asked, his voice clipped and cold. Though his eyes were narrowed, they were a bit mad around the edges. The blonde woman in front of him traced a red coated fingertip over his tattooed chest, all the way to his slightly exposed pelvis. She smacked her lips at the obvious bulge in his tight pants. “If you wanted a good time, why didn’t you just say so?” She threw a side long glance at the rest of the women cooped up in the cells, their fingers desperately grabbing the bars and yelling obscenities at the man who thought it was a good idea to abduct them for his personal reasons. “Why don’t we go somewhere private?” She added with a seductive wink. The alpha’s patience wore thin but he remained calm. “What.is.your.name?” He repeated with the slightest hint of annoyance. His eyes dipped to the card in her hand and she followed suit, smiling at the words on them; Luna 37. She rolled her eyes and tossed the paper aside. Did he seriously expect them to believe he was some alpha werewolf? Was that his play for getting laid? She scoffed at his silly roleplay antics. Werewolves were fictional but if that was what got him in the mood, she didn't mind playing along. He was definitely her type. “The name is Tyla Woodley…” He moved like a blur, snapping her neck like a twig. The other prisoners screamed at the top of their lungs as Tyla’s body thudded to the floor in a crumpled heap. Damon flexed his neck and arms before starting towards the cells. When he approached, all the women retreated, crying and screaming. He unlocked a cell and raked the women with his eyes. Shuffling forward, he yanked one out by the scruff of her neck. “NO! Cleo! Let her go!” A wide-eyed woman screamed from another cell, banging the bars violently. “Let her go, you monstrous cunt! Fuck you! You hear me? FUCK YOU, DAMON WAYNE!” He froze at the mention of his full name, and let go of the whimpering prisoner who crawled back into the open cell on all fours. Slowly, Damon advanced towards the rude woman’s cell but she didn’t back away like the others. She gripped the bars and spat in his face when he was standing in front of her. “Couldn’t find yourself a Luna, tough guy? No surprise there. The moon goddess must not have been able to bring herself to torture an innocent woman with the tragic fate of being your Luna.” Damon reined in the rage bubbling within him by gritting his teeth. This one wasn't as clueless as the dead one. “What is your name?” She knew he wanted her to mention the name on her card; Luna 91. He had just killed a prisoner who gave her actual name. However, he didn't hint at her card by looking at it. His eyes never left hers. She inhaled sharply. To hell with him. As long as her sister, Cleopatra, could remain safe long enough for them to figure out a way to escape from here, she didn't mind distracting the monster as long as she could. “Luna 91, Asshole!” He shot her a roguish grin. "Welcome to hell, Luna 91." He said before reaching beyond the bars and grabbing her neck amidst deafening screams.

Le monde n'est pas destiné à survivre. Il brûlera, consumé par une volonté bien au-delà de la compréhension humaine... celle du Créateur lui-même.