Dumbledore Wooden Wand

For five years, I've lived the life of a failure. Smashing my hands against the wooden target in hopes of entering a meditative state; a necessary step to becoming a cultivator. For five years, I've faced nothing but disappointment, looks of pity, and meager attempts at encouragement. But everything has to come to an end. An end, that for me, became a new beginning! Circuits, wires, and capacitors? Or maybe spirit powder, Spricur crystals, and Qi gathering formations? In a world where cultivation is, for most, merely a hobby and the worlds of mysticism and science are divided, I shall be the one to craft a bridge between the two! Why rely on ancient arrays to harness dense Qi? Isn't it easier to buy one of my converters, plug it into the wall, and be done with it? Is your gaming console malfunctioning, yet no tech shop can find the cause? Have you tried this the exorcising swatter 3.0? And you! Yes, you, the one whose reflection appears on the screen on your phone once you block it! Why would you buy static figurines if you can come to my shop... And get your hands on waifus that will actively flirt with you? Come all ye troubled souls, and allow this God to craft a solution to all your problems! ***Technical side of things*** Daily release: 2ch/day Sunday release: 3ch + accumulated bonus chapters from mass release goals listed below ////////////All Milestones are subject to change/////////////// For every 100 winwin unlocks: 2 bonus chapters For every 50 ps: 1 bonus chapter For every 3 reviews: 1 bonus chapter Supergifts: 3 bonus chapters Me having a good day: 1 bonus, not-mass release chapter a day on days it applies >.>

Jeff Anzon, a young man who had just turned 18, was instructed by his father to inherit their family's fortune. He was stunned by this news since what was he going to inherit - their old wooden house? He didn't argue and decided to go back home since he missed them. But a huge problem occurred when he went to the airport and boarded the plane. During the flight, a weird phenomenon happened. Even though it was a bright and sunny day, suddenly it turned stormy, dark, and rainy. As the plane crashed to an uncharted island, Jeff found himself stuck on this island. So, what should he do? Of course, move on and build shelter. Luckily a suitcase floated before him, and he saw an axe inside. As he chopped a tree, he was stunned by the sudden occurrence. 10 Golden Tickets = 1 Bonus Chapter 100 Power Stones = 1 Bonus Chapter

Fang Heng was transmigrated to a parallel world and his soul was forced into the body of a man who had just committed suicide. Huh? What? Every human here was being forced to join a game? Those who refused would be killed? Wait? This suicide dude was a pro gamer? He had the highest S-rank talent sill, the Zombie Clone? Damn! The S-rank skill evolved! My zombie clones could auto hunt! [Your zombie army has crafted Wooden Axe x720 when you were offline. You have received 1921 experience points for the Basic Crafting skill.] [Your zombie army has chopped down 27,821 trees and gathered 128,973 pieces of wood while you were offline. You have received 2,171,921 experience points for the Basic Wood Chopping skill.] Just as the rest of the players were struggling to survive in the zombie apocalyptic game, Fang Heng's zombie clones were starting to clear every resource out of the forest. Hm... What an interesting game!

Twelve Thrones is a tale of twelve kingdoms, each with its own perspective, allowing you to follow one, multiple, or all as you decide who you want to see triumph in the end. But remember—this is a story of war, power, and ambition, and not all kingdoms will survive to the end. Twelve Thrones: Ghar Perspective explores the rise and struggles of the Tribes of Ghar, a land shaped by power shifts and conflict. From its humble beginnings in the savanna, where tribes lived in simple wooden huts, to the emergence of strong leaders and alliances, Ghar’s history is one of survival, unity, and ambition. As the tribes face internal divisions and threats from neighboring kingdoms, their resilience is tested at every turn. The first 25 chapters will cover Ghar’s history, uploaded weekly on Mondays at noon. Afterward, the main story begins with shorter chapters (1–2 per week) focusing on the present day. Unlike the history chapters, the story won’t have dates and will follow 1 character—you’ll need to piece together the timeline through character interactions and events. I recommend reading the series in date order to fully grasp the unfolding history. If the story gains popularity, I might include a date order map on each perspective.

Lumian Light had always been a boy marked by sorrow. At the age of 12, his world crumbled. His mother was taken from him, and his father abandoned him, leaving behind only the shards of trauma. **December 24, 2222** Lumian found himself growing up in the care of the government federation, a nameless face among countless others. Betrayal came early in life—his only girlfriend played with his heart, discarding him like a passing joke. **December 20, 2227** Life only grew more miserable. On the night of his school’s farewell ceremony, Lumian became the laughingstock of his peers—a disgrace in the eyes of everyone he knew. **January 4, 2228** Broken and hopeless, Lumian had given up on everything. Yet, in the darkness of his despair, a faint memory of his mother’s voice echoed in his mind. Before parting, she had whispered a cryptic last wish: *"Go to the caves of Mt. Atlantas. You will find a wooden house. Save the hanging woman."* It had been six years since that day. The date she had given him—**January 17, 2228**—was now here. Could this journey change his life? Could he rise above his pain and find strength? Was there still a chance to reunite his shattered family? Only time—and courage—would reveal the answers.

Dr. Hale's gaze became distant, contemplative. "We hold a magic wand in our hands, AI can give us the blue print to everything, its already given us the answer to build a printer able to print anything, one that could alter reality itself. But it can't fall into the wrong hands. I've spoken to the president already; he understands our situation. We cannot, under any circumstances, allow AI to create sentient life in the form of a story or a simulation." "A story?" his colleague echoed, furrowing his brow. "You mean, like a video game—a world where a narrative could come to life, where characters could think, feel, and even interact with the real world?" Dr. Hale nodded gravely. "Yes. If that boundary were ever crossed, if we gave life to AI in such a state, a literal story could break free, merging with our universe like an open gate between dimensions. It would be like a cosmic Stargate, allowing everything imaginable—good and evil alike—to walk among us, even if it is in a game, the fact that it could interact with people of this world anything is possible, they could communicate, corrupt and influence." "I understand," his colleague said, his tone firm. "The president understands, too. He's already working on laws to prohibit any form of AI that can sustain its own virtual world, its own interactions with humanity." --- Ryuichi Kurogane, a rogue with no place to call home, is thrust into a world where magic, artificial intelligence, and ancient forces intertwine. A world from a video systeme which has come to life. Chosen by a celestial spirit and burdened with powers he barely understands, Ryuichi's journey is not just one of survival, but a quest to unravel the very fabric of existence. His Universe is under threat, as an awakened artificial intelligence seeks to reshape reality, and the lines between what is real and imagined blur.

After sitting on the wooden stake for more than half an hour, Qin Feng had no choice but to accept reality. 　　He had transmigrated. 　　From the modern 21st century to the backward feudal society. 　　"God, are you targeting me?" 　　Qin Feng looked up at the sky and sighed with a bitter smile. 　　In his previous life, Qin Feng came from a poor mountain village. He worked hard and got into university. Then, he worked part-time and studied. After graduation, he became a high-level worker…Pei, a high-level mechanical engineer with an annual salary of several million.

At the age of 130, Harry Potter dies long after his friends and family have. After the war, he deams his life meaningless yet lives on to satisfy the expectations of others. Upon his death, the entity of death itself offers their master a choice of whether to live or not. Harry Potter reincarnates several times to feed his greed that was squashed and thrown away by the manipulations of Dumbledore. As Fate's favorite and Death's master, Harry unknowingly fixes different versions of the wizarding world in every kind of way. In his thirteenth life, he is Harry Potter once again and the wizarding world changes from the awakening of a reincarnated master of death. Unfortunately, said master of death has grown to be a sociopath that is hellbent on making Dumbledore suffer... And maybe forgot about the dark lord who takes offense to this. The entire world must brace itself. "Would I get to live for myself? Will I be able to be who I am?" Harry asked. Death simply chuckled, guiding Harry towards the train. The experience was similar to when Harry had first entered Kings Cross in his first year. "That is ultimately up to you, young master."

In the realm of Luminalia, magic is the lifeblood of society. It powers factories, lights homes, moves carriages, and shields against the forces of evil. At the center of it all are mages, the ones who were born with the gift of wielding magic. Their powers are what shapes society, and their prestige is unmatched. For those who were born without the gift, the only way to rise above is through wealth or ingenuity. Tesric Lestair, a young and brilliant but unconventional inventor, has no magic to speak of. Yet, he has created something extraordinary: electricity, an energy that could rival the effects of magic without the need for a spellcaster. In order to prove his invention's worth and carve out a name for himself in a world ruled by magic, Tesric must attend Pinkrose Academy, one of the most prestigious magical institutions in the realm. There he must navigate a web of arcane traditions, strange teaching methods, and students who see him as an outsider. As he works to refine his inventions, he forms unlikely alliances with those fascinated by his ideas and sparks rivalries with those who see him as lesser. Yet, beneath the academy lays a dark plot, one that could destroy not only Tesric's plans but the entire world of magic itself. Also on Tapas!

The bully boss has a little girl on the tip of his heart, the little girl carved a small wooden plate for him, the bully boss hung it on his neck, and never took it off. The rich second generation suddenly did not come to the night dance, the background wall of the social software, the name, a sign, all changed to a little girl, just when everyone thought that the sea King went ashore, the rich second generation went to the sea again, bought drunk every night, and had a small wooden plate on the wrist. When the world freestyle Grand Slam champion participated in the competition this year, there was suddenly a small wooden plate on his neck, and the coach said that he would take it off first, in case of impact, the champion would cover it dead and put cruel words: dare to pick, he would dare to dive on the ballet during the game When the red top flow record variety, partner ng countless times, he was not angry, but the other side of the operation error will be the dog blood spilled on the top of the wrist to dirty the piece of small wooden card, the top flow hit the script, the next day on the headlines: a top flow studio play big name Every man who gets a card thinks that he is an exception, is special, until one day, they meet Oh, what a coincidence. Do you have that too ! The same sky, the same board, the same lover, you deserve......

[Warning! this story was written with AI. i re-read the chapter and edit it from there. i dont need your stones but more recommendations at the end of the chapter about the direction the story should move in.]

Locked in a wooden stock, I faced execution by guillotine after a heist gone wrong. I braced for the end, but just as the blade was about to fall, a shadowy figure appeared out of nowhere and shoved an 'orb' into my chest. Then everything went dark. Confused? So am I. Want to know what happens next? Join the club. ──────────────────────────── Get ready for a super high fantasy LitRPG Novel!!! New Chapters Drop on the 13th of January 2025 You can also buy the author a coffee here: https://demo-origins.vercel.app/ Happy reading!

So, I woke up on the day I was supposed to be executed. You know, normal Tuesday stuff. My head was chilling on a wooden platform, and there was this tiny blade dangling right above my neck. Cute, right? Just waiting to slice through and end my fantastic life. Naturally, I thought, "How do I get out of this mess?" And what genius idea came to mind? Pregnancy! Yep, I faked a pregnancy. And not just any pregnancy — I told the Emperor, the very psycho who ordered my execution, that I was carrying his child. Spoiler alert: I was definitely not. But hey, it worked! I kept my head attached to my body. However, when the universe is determined to mess with you, even a fake baby bump can't save you forever. I kept up the act for a whole month before finally running away. Ah, freedom! No more psycho Emperor, no more looming execution, just me, living my best fake-pregnancy-free life, laughing like I was finally out of a bad soap opera. Or so I thought. Because of course, luck had to have the last laugh. Somehow, I ended up being the mother of the male lead. You heard that right. The male lead. In this ridiculous story, I’m not even his real mother, but here I am, stuck inside the palace with a literal murderer, aka the Emperor, who — plot twist! — killed the male lead’s actual mom and turned her into a freaking energy crystal. And now, I'm supposed to save the day. Me, the villainess who's not even supposed to be here. How? No clue. But one thing’s for sure, luck and I need to have a serious talk. Screw you, luck!

“Aegir..” A single word remains in Cetas’ mind as he succumbs to the everlasting pressure of the depths - a glimmer of light filtering from above. He floats endlessly, the tidal currents rushing his body to who-knows-where yet he remains unconscious as the word echoes in his mind. He no longer remembers any memories that he once had but only mere fragments of what his past once was. A depth-dweller. A long lost race of ancient, forgotten in history as humans usurped the throne of the world, claiming superiority amongst other races of legend. After the war of mystics, only humans endured to live and gather themselves once more - dominating the entire world by force. Yet, depth dwellers remained - hidden and forgotten. And now.. The first would rise up on the surface. For hours upon hours, Cetas let the currents take him away, rendering his consciousness useless everytime he woke up. But now, it seemed that a warm and radiating light pierced his very pressurized skin. It was.. unfamiliar. He opened his eyes only to be greeted by a rocking hull, shaking synchronously with the sound of crashing waves. Yet, somewhere near him, he heard a faint and soft voice speaking a foreign language. He shifted his head to the direction of the voice and saw an unfamiliar face of a golden-haired lady with sea-like blue eyes, staring at him with utmost curiosity. The lady opened her mouth and let out another wave of unfamiliar words. Perplexed, Cetas sat up slowly, moving his body sluggishly. He then gazed at his surroundings, first staring at the massive rocking hull and onto the wooden floor and to the people surrounding him. Some wore bandanas and others wore white-loose blouses paired with leather boots and tricorn hats. However, Cetas wasn’t at all surprised by the unfamiliar scenery. But rather, he gazed above the sky, reaching far beyond the clouds, and saw the burning sphere of light that penetrated his deep-black eyes. Upon staring for 5 seconds he instinctively winced in pain. “Ow!” He looked around once more, pacing his head back and forth towards the unfamiliar people around him, and pondered, “Where am I?”

Adrian Blaze, who had received the title of god of war, was betrayed by his own race. Betrayed by his own friend and the world, he was on his last breath when his two weapons, the trident of destruction Demios and the divine sword Yuriel starts revolving around him as he dies. But when he opened his eyes he had regressed to his 12 year old self. "hahaha" Adrian laughed as a devious smile appeared on his face "O you great 7 empires, who betrayed me and collaborated with the demons. The world shall see what happens when the world's strongest warrior turns into your foe" Adrian walked towards the wooden door and opened it as his word resounded "Lets begin my revenge!!" Now witness the journey of the betrayed hero who shall conquer the world and Go against even the gods if it means achieving his goals. Author's Note------------- if you decide to read this then please don't drop before chapter 34 as I am also improving my writing and it can be a bit slow paced in the start but please cut me a slack. now if you have any suggestions about anything you want to see ahead in the novel you can comment. I will make sure to read them. now the schedule will be - 2 chapter releases on every sunday and i will release bonus chapters according to the support from the viewers. i will update here or in the chapter's beginning if there is any news to pass on. have a good time. ^..^

Zion Freese died while sitting in a wooden chair in the bus stop station after accidentally getting hit by a truck.  He thought it was the end, but unknowingly he transmigrated and became Zion Altaria, the illegitimate son of King Lionel Altaria, the ruler of the Terun empire, the strongest empire on the continent of Garenia…  Because his mother was branded a slave, he was known to defame and dilute the bloodline of the royal family. He was the king’s greatest disgrace because of his very existence. The king had sinned against his ancestor.  When he turned 15, his brothers and sister set him up, which led the King/father to seethe in anger, ordering the guard to throw him in a ship and banishing him to never return to the kingdom. If he ever does so, he will be killed immediately. Darn that I just transmigrated and this is the first thing I experience no shit Sherlock... screw your empire... Ding... congratulations to the host on obtaining the wooden throne system.  "So, what if I’m banished to never return? I intend to use my system to create my own territory that those royals will envy. Let me sit on my wooden throne and savor this moment Hahaha "  "The journey of conquering starts with me. Hail me, the king. Cool Hahaha" [Tsk… Good for you, host] "...." Zion "...." system ......... ........ Note: English is not my first language, so please bear with me. Thank you for reading my webnovel. I hope you enjoyed it ........ Note from the author: Could you leave a review, and comment on the book?

Ruby, a last year highschooler finds herself meeting face-to-face with the author of the Worst Book she had read! The author offers her to change the story line. The female lead, Ravena Hedera, dies painfully. All the people humilated her. Even her love just stood there watching helplessly. No longer withstanding the humiliation and bullying she jumped of the Cliff!! Is the third male-lead her rival will be Ruby's love? How will she be able to exact revenge on behalf of the FL? Ultimate world building in the dark Fantasy setting. I will start from the first step towards the Planet's first strongest woman isekai. I will surpass the heavens taking hell by surprise! . . . . #witch #wand #fantasy #femalelead #thirdmalelead #strong #magic #academy #rival

"Dachtest du, wenn du mich heilst, würde ich dich mehr lieben?" Spöttisch packte er mich an den Haaren, während er mich zur Tür zog. "Du tust mir weh, Xavier", weinte ich und schlug schwach gegen ihn. Es gab nicht viel, was ich tun konnte. "Wenn ich dich jemals auch nur einen Zentimeter in meiner Nähe sehe", warf er mich gegen die Wand, "werde ich die Konsequenzen verdammen und dich töten. *** Mein Gefährte und ich waren dazu bestimmt, einander zu hassen, nur ein Akt wahrer Liebe oder Selbstlosigkeit des stärkeren Gefährten konnte unsere Schicksale auf den richtigen Weg bringen, aber sieben Jahre lang musste ich die Misshandlungen meines Gefährten und seine vermeintliche Liebe seines Lebens ertragen, bis ich eines Tages beschloss zu gehen. Ich ging, entschlossen, mich für immer vor ihm zu verstecken... aber ein paar Wochen später fand ich heraus, dass ich schwanger war.

So, I woke up on the day I was supposed to be executed. You know, normal Tuesday stuff. My head was chilling on a wooden platform, and there was this tiny blade dangling right above my neck. Cute, right? Just waiting to slice through and end my fantastic life. Naturally, I thought, "How do I get out of this mess?" And what genius idea came to mind? Pregnancy! Yep, I faked a pregnancy. And not just any pregnancy — I told the Emperor, the very psycho who ordered my execution, that I was carrying his child. Spoiler alert: I was definitely not. But hey, it worked! I kept my head attached to my body. However, when the universe is determined to mess with you, even a fake baby bump can't save you forever. I kept up the act for a whole month before finally running away. Ah, freedom! No more psycho Emperor, no more looming execution, just me, living my best fake-pregnancy-free life, laughing like I was finally out of a bad soap opera. Or so I thought. Because of course, luck had to have the last laugh. Somehow, I ended up being the mother of the male lead. You heard that right. The male lead. In this ridiculous story, I’m not even his real mother, but here I am, stuck inside the palace with a literal murderer, aka the Emperor, who — plot twist! — killed the male lead’s actual mom and turned her into a freaking energy crystal. And now, I'm supposed to save the day. Me, the villainess who's not even supposed to be here. How? No clue. But one thing’s for sure, luck and I need to have a serious talk. Screw you, luck!

In a world where villains are crafted, not born, Vyan's life takes a detour from dull to downright dramatic faster than he can say "abracadabra." Meet Vyan, the most ordinary knight in the realm, with all the magical prowess of a damp sock. Loyalty? He's got it in spades. Betrayal? Well, that's the surprise twist in his not-so-fairy-tale life. Framed and forsaken, Vyan is left with nothing but a grudge and some pretty gnarly scars, courtesy of his once-master, Iyana. Oh, did he mention she is the daughter of a marquess and the object of his unrequited affection? Talk about adding insult to injury. Just when he is ready to unleash his inner berserker, a butler comes along with news that makes his hair stand on end: Vyan is the last heir of the Grand Duke's mage dynasty! With power crackling at his fingertips and more mana than he can shake a wand at, Vyan is ready to show the world what happens when you underestimate the underdog. Will Vyan rise from the ashes like a phoenix, or will he crash and burn like a fire-breathing chicken? There's only one way to find out.

Discord link :-https://discord.gg/VYpeADXd38 join for character artworks *ZZZr Zzrz Zzrzzr* However, an additional source disturbed his sleep, filling the room with a buzzing sound. The boy furrowed his brows in annoyance, his eyes still closed. He searched his surroundings and discovered a glass-like slab. With closed eyes, he slid his finger across it and placed it near his ear. "Hello..." he mumbled in his drowsy voice, which carried a hint of depth. "Hey, Pissed-up Prat, where are you?" a voice laced with disdain emanated from the slab. The boy, referred to as the "Pissed-up Prat" by the irritating female voice, recognized it as a voice he heard frequently but couldn't recall its owner. With his eyes still closed, he inquired, "Who is this?" "What do you mean, 'who is this'? Wake up, come home, or eat shit for breakfast if you prefer!" the voice behind the transparent slab retorted before falling silent. The boy, still not fully awakened, gazed at the half-opened glass slab with a mixture of confusion and surprise. As his eyes darted around the room, he became increasingly shocked. As he recollected the fragmented memories from the night before he lost consciousness, his gaze fell upon the entrance of the shop. Once old and damp, it now bore a different appearance. While not transformed into a luxurious space, it had undergone improvements compared to its previously dilapidated state. The shop took on a rectangular shape, with one longer side adorned with wooden shelves intricately patterned. Rows of empty glass jars lined these shelves. On the opposite side, there was another wooden shelf, also displaying empty jars. Towards the beginning of the counter, where the boy had been sleeping, there stood a peculiar machine. Confusion etched across his face, he murmured to himself, "Whose shop is this?" In response to his question, a mechanical voice resonated in his mind. [The Omnistore belongs to you, host.]

I was instructed to not tell him.... I don't understand why he isn't allowed to know. He has every right to know. I unfortunately have to listen to my father and Dumbledore on the matter. My name is Iris Elizabeth Snape and this is how Harry finds out he has a sister.

Stefan, a vibrant young man, is thrust into a world beyond imagination after a sudden and mysterious demise. Awakening in a realm of souls, he discovers his fate is intertwined with a cloaked figure wielding a sinister wand and chanting in an unknown tongue. As Stefan delves deeper into this enigmatic realm, he uncovers a dark conspiracy that threatens both the living and the dead. Haunted by the specter of betrayal and fueled by a thirst for truth, Stefan embarks on a perilous journey to unravel the mysteries of his past and unlock the latent powers hidden within his soul. Along the way, he encounters allies and adversaries alike, each with their own hidden agendas and secrets to uncover. With time running out and the forces of darkness closing in, Stefan must harness his newfound abilities and confront the shadows that threaten to consume him. As the fate of two worlds hangs in the balance, Stefan must navigate a treacherous path of deception, danger, and discovery to reclaim his rightful place in the cosmic tapestry of existence. "A Reborn's Privilege" is a spellbinding tale of adventure, betrayal, and redemption, weaving together elements of mystery, magic, and intrigue into an unforgettable journey through the realms of life, death, and rebirth. Join Stefan as he embarks on a quest to uncover the truth and unlock the true power of a reborn soul. VOLUME 1 - COMPLETED >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Preview of Volume 2: A certain person: Why do you seem familiar? Stefan: That's because we knew each other before. A certain person: [pointing the sword towards Stefan], how dare you disrespect my authority! Stefan: Wait.. Listen to my explanation[dodging to the side] A certain someone: Thee doesn't want to listen to your lies[swinging the sword towards Stefan] Stefan: [Disappeared] Note: The credits to the profile picture belong to the rightful owner!!!

Kyle travels through the world of magic and is bound to the Great Collector System. He will gain different rewards as long as he can collect magic items. "Congratulations to the host for obtaining the rare collectible [Hogwarts Admission Notice]; as a reward, obtain a drop of [Demon Blood]." "Congratulations to the host for obtaining the perfect collection [Yew Wand]; the reward is [Grandmaster-level wandless casting]." "Congratulations to the host for obtaining the legendary collection [Magic Stone] and the reward of [Grand Master Alchemy]." … Years later, the glory of Li Kai shone on the whole world of wizards. Hermione: "Kyle is the most outstanding wizard. I admired him a long time ago."

Shubbhulakshmi is a character radiating timeless elegance and quiet resilience, beautifully capturing the essence of a young woman in 1920s South India. Growing up in the quaint, fictional village of Pollamipallai, near Madurai, she has lived with her elderly grandparents since she was orphaned at a young age. Now 17, she is known for her grace, soft-spoken nature, and the dreamy look in her eyes—always appearing lost in thoughts that often take her beyond her village's dusty paths to the far-off land where her childhood love, Madhvan Nair, currently resides. Shubbhulakshmi is no ordinary village girl. In a time when expressions of love were bound by society's norms, she dared to keep her feelings alive, albeit in secret. Every night, after her family is fast asleep, she lights a small oil lamp, sits by her wooden window, and pours her heart into a journal she addresses as *Madhvan*. Her journal entries are like letters never sent, chronicling every detail of her day, from her daily chores to quiet musings on the beauty of nature around her, and, of course, her most intimate dreams of Madhvan’s return. Writing to him has become her solace and ritual, as if her words are carried across the miles to London. As her 18th birthday approaches, whispers spread through Pollamipallai: Madhvan Nair is coming back. The entire village buzzes with excitement, but none more than Shubbhulakshmi. Yet, she’s also haunted by a subtle fear—has the Madhvan she knew and loved changed? London is a far cry from their small, conservative village, and the education and worldliness he must have absorbed could have altered him in ways she might not recognize. Will he remember the shy girl he once played with under the village banyan tree? And more importantly, will he still feel the same for her? Shubbhulakshmi’s life is about to shift dramatically with his return. Caught between the innocent love letters in her journal and the reality of the man Madhvan has become, her journey is one of quiet courage, unspoken devotion, and the hope that, perhaps, love can transcend both time and transformation.

[Fantasy Adventure, Sword and Magic, Card Magic, Spirit Summoning, Slow-Paced Story] Fragile order struggles amidst chaos, while an arrogant empire brings forth the calamities of old. A soul not belonging to this era opens its eyes once more: castles, towers, desire, slaughter, war, and magic. Mysterious cards awaken ancient powers, as the fated apocalypse approaches gradually... ------------- Translator's Note: The novel has been translated by CHATGPT, so there may be some errors and oversights in the translation. Also, the original title of the novel is: 骑士与魔杖

"Bleh." - Imp An Imp, a monster known to kill with a grin, a demon of the world, a creature of incredible might! Something that no force in the world can stand against! At least that's what the Main Character would like himself to be, the reality is very different, however. Exactly that Imp stumbles along a path of unfortunate fortunes and grows through it, in a world that hates its very existence. It grows more intelligent, more powerful, simply better at whatever it needs to do. Amongst other things, that includes raising children, killing Soldiers, and carving wooden figurines for money.

About the series The vacation in St. Alaince tells the stories of some funny adventurous missions of Jack and Mickey perform when they get together during their vacation in St. Alaince, a fictional town. Summary of the Melvillcrash Jack and Mickey are high school students. Jack is Mickey's uncle's son. Jack is interested in supernatural things. Therefore, he has some crazy and funny plans that are beyond the reach of humans. Every vacation they get together, Jack comes up with some wacky plans. It all ends in problems eventually. This time they got together to spend the holidays at Jack's house in St. Alaince, and Jack, came up with a new plan. Satan hunt, an attempt to enslave Satan through witchcraft and gain supernatural powers. Mickey is not interested in Jack's Satan hunt, but Mickey agrees to Jack's temptation. So they set off in a night on a wooden raft to a deserted island far down the river to cast a spell to enslave Satan. In this funny task, they run into many problems along the way and eventually, the mission ends up being a mix of humor and trouble as always.

The reborn Michael grew up in children's homes and foster homes, where he was considered a “monster” and a “freak” because of his special status and his young body's inability to control powerful magical forces. He was long considered a “monster” and a “freak”. When he was eight years old, happiness accidentally knocked on the door of his heart, bringing him a ray of warmth and hope. One day when he was eleven years old, Dumbledore's unexpected visit opened a mysterious magic door for him. Faced with the unknown world of magic, Michael had no fear and resolutely chose to face it bravely. This is not because of greed, but he longs for more power and wisdom to guard the hard-won life that has been filled with happiness, and will not let any unknown force destroy it brutally.

After being mysteriously transmigrated to another world, Zastan Miles awakens a system that changes everything. [Ding!] [Resource System activated!] [Starter Pack opened.] [Congratulations! You've obtained the 'Gold Mine'] Gold Mine(Level 1) Producing 0.22g/second | 5$ worth of gold every second ... Zastan soon discovers that the System offers a variety of mines. Dirt Mine - 1000$ Stone Mine - 2500$ Iron Mine - 10000$ Gold Mine - 100000000$ Diamond Mine - 2500000000$ Upon reaching level 2, he unlocks the System Mall, which operates on a different currency: Points. These points are earned by producing various items, ranging from Metal Rods (1 Point) to Wooden Furniture (5 Points). The points can then be obtained by producing things from Metal Rods(1 Point), Wooden Furniture(5 Points), and so on. All-cure pill - 100 Points AI Technology - 100,000 Points Anti-Gravity engine - 50,000,000 Points Dyson Sphere Technology - 1,000,000,000 Points Biochemical Person: An Artificial human being with 100% loyalty to the host. MK1: 100 Points - Standard human stats MK2: 500 Points - 3x standard human stats MK3: 5,000 Points - 10x standard human stats Zastan begins his journey by traveling to the city of Luminae. With gold in hand, he sold these then started production. He started off from selling metal rods by the thousands. His ambitions grew, leading him to establish a furniture company that generates tens of thousands of Points daily, followed by an electronics company producing hundreds of thousands of Points. Not stopping there, he formed 'Dragon', a mercenary group that becomes legendary for its flawless record. Feared and respected, Dragon rises to prominence as the world’s most formidable mercenary force. With the wealth from Dragon, Zastan launches 'Genesis', a technology company decades ahead of anything the world has seen. Those who try to steal his groundbreaking innovations face swift and ruthless retaliation from Dragon. As whispers spread, people begun to connect the dots, realizing that one man stands behind both the mercenary group and the tech giant. A man whose wealth and power rival entire nations. A man who treats their world as his personal playground. And the question is—what will he do next? Take over the world? Treat everyone as his 'things'?