Deer Cartoon

There once upon-a-time roamed a boy. The boy went from a baby to a toddler. Then from a toddler to a child. Then a child to a boy. Then from a boy to a man. But, no matter how old he grew, no matter how much time passed, he kept on pondering and pondering, if people reflected on their existence, then what did existence reflect on? No matter if he was crawling on all fours with a pacifier, drawing a red house on a green hill with a painting brush, fishing for big and small fishies in his small, little boat, skinning a deer he had caught, or even sleeping, the question persisted. No matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't reach the answer. He became a tutor, an arms dealer, a killer, a hacker, a criminal, a thief. He thought about it, and considered it wasn't enough. So... he kept looping. And looping. And looping. He ascended. He became an angel, but he didn't stop. He became a fallen angel, he didn't stop. An archangel, a seraphim, stop? Not yet. Keep going. Keep going. A Cherubim. A Demigod. A Lower, Mid, Upper God. He went beyond. Skip, skip, skip. Loop, loop, loop. Pantheons, Primoridals, Outer Gods, World gods, Pre-primordial, True Gods, Elemental principles, Pre-historical Aeons, Abstract entities, Logos, Emanation of the source, The Nameless One, The Supreme one. Yet, after going beyond all that, there was something he could never reach. He could never reach the level of 'it' or the same classification. He could never reach the level of 'The Exalted', or what lay beyond it. Reason? Simple. Because he was meant to be 'The Teacher'. Join Watch and his adventure in roaming the lands, transmigrating into a novel and tutoring the daughter of a certain demon king on how decimate an entire country to ashes, living with the protagonist, heroines, villains, and a third-rate transmigrated villain from a game, exploring new worlds and omniverses, creating and destroying sects, getting banned from the afterlife, speedrunning world domination with zero stat points, setting worlds on fire, destroying a yuri and futa (hehe...) empire, seducing fate itself, starting cults, churches, cucking the Eight Goddesses, fighting entities that should have not existed, gathering his sibling mechanisms, instigating universal wars, killing protagonists, and much, much, more! +++++ #NoNTR #Evil MC #Villain #High Fantasy #Low Fantasy #R18 # Worlds #Universes #Cosmic Horror #Comedy #Threesome #Imperial Harem #Daughters # Incest #Harem #Strong to Stronger #Elf #Deities #Angels #Beings #Fallen Angels #Demons #Gore #Conquor #Mystery #liminality #Races #Politics #Action #Adventure #Unique Worldbuilding #Ascension #Fellatio #Anal #Supernatural #Netori #Urbanfantasy #Superpowers #Cultivation #Goddess #First-time Intercourse -------- Author's note: I am new to writing, so please bear with me at first, over time, my writing improves and will improve even more in the future. Thank you! ------------ Discord: https://discord.gg/n2vvnVTD

They say that 90 percent of the world's oceans have been unexplored, due to just how much floor there is to cover. Imagine a world where, instead of deep trenches of water, our oceans were filled with forests—endless forests—where the further you go, the stranger, and larger the creatures become. The air growing thicker, and heavier, with the stinging sharpness of ozone; trees that stretch into the stratosphere, or bottomless muddy quagmires that are so deep that the bodies claimed can never be discovered; deer the size of whales, or bigger still, with an anomalous number of legs; the oppressive daytime darkness, never ending, due to the boundless appetite of the trees. Who knows what untold methods of ravenous mutilation might be discovered in the great beyond; or what unfathomable treasures lurk just beyond the shadow's edge. We find ourselves marooned in little islands of flat plain in the midst of miles and endless miles of oppressive wooded wilderness. Do not let the sunlight fool you. There is nothing keeping the terrors of the depths from venturing into the light.

Yang Qing sighed as he gazed upon the black building that stood tall piercing the skies above with an inviolable aura around it. "The Order sure is black-hearted," he angrily thought as he made his way into the building begrudgingly. The building could be considered his home away from home and a source of endless grief for him due to its unforgiving working hours. The building housed the courtrooms of the Cultivation Order Society, an organization founded to maintain a semblance of order in the ruthless cultivation world of the southern continent who if left to their own devices would sink the whole continent to the ground. Due to how impetuous cultivators were, the cases never stopped. "Yi Jie, what do we have today?" "Two cultivators at the palace realm fought over a treasure and destroyed half of the territory of the blue deer kingdom in their fight, A rogue cultivator is suing the owner of the falling meteor blacksmith shop for selling him a faulty saber that keeps attracting lightning tribulations. A cultivator suffering from pill poisoning is blaming it on the white hilltop restaurant as he suspects they are feeding their spirit beasts pills to make them bigger and fatter. And the last case is 500 families are suing a cultivator by the name of Ren Fu for being negligent as a husband and a father whilst also pilfering their resources dry as he moves from place to place.," Awkward silence ensues........... Join me as we follow Yang Qing in his role as a judge in the Cultivation Order Society with cases and troubles that never seem to end. Fair warning the story has multiple POVs. Re-edited chapter (50/50) Second milestone (79/150) All support matters whether it's power stones, comments, reviews, golden tickets, subscriptions, or those who buy privilege chapters or even lurking readers..I welcome all your support in whatever format it comes in and I thank you for it, It really does mean a lot, especially to rookie authors like myself.

In a world spiraling into chaos, 18-year-old Liza Brodley awakens, bound and terrified, in the dark confines of a basement. Her once-normal life is shattered when her father—no longer human—attacks her in a monstrous, mutated form. Forced to defend herself, Liza escapes into a devastated world engulfed in silence, smoke, and ruin. The outbreak of a mysterious plague has transformed humans and animals alike into aggressive, unnatural beings. Alone and traumatized, Liza scavenges through the remnants of civilization—haunted not only by the mutants roaming the land, but also by the scars of her past abuse. Just when hope seems lost, she is discovered by a group of survivors: Dante, a former police officer with a violent past; Mia and her brother Kenn; and the harsh, skeptical Zoe. Though tensions run high, the group reluctantly takes Liza in after discovering the physical and emotional wounds she hides. As trust begins to form, a new threat emerges—mutated deer, twisted by the same mysterious pathogen. With danger at every turn and darkness creeping ever closer, the survivors must fight to stay alive while uncovering the truth behind the apocalypse. But for Liza, survival means more than just escaping monsters—it means facing the demons inside her, and discovering strength where she thought there was none

She dies on her 27th birthday. Every. Single. Time. Different world, different rules, different face — same damn fate. And the one thing all her tragic little lifespans have in common? She’s always married when she dies. So this time, she has a revolutionary idea: Stay single. Live. Born into a stiff, judgmental medieval kingdom, where magic is banned for commoners (but hoarded by royalty), she’s now 25, nobly bred, politically poised, and pretending to aim for the crown prince. (Step one of the plan: fake it till you almost make it, then don’t.) Her first fiancé? Slipped off a cliff. (Oops.) Second? Died in a war. (Double oops.) Third? The current prince? Terrified of women. (Chef’s kiss.) All according to plan and nobody suspects a thing. Until the new stable boy shows up. He picks up her handkerchief like some storybook romantic, looks her dead in the eye, and says, “Good evening, Miss Witch,” before launching into a cryptic poem about stars and walking away like he didn’t just ruin her life. Now she’s spiraling. Because she doesn't have a hint of magic (at least this time), and he must definitely know something he shouldn't. Between suspicious nobles, nosy court mages, and a weirdly poetic stable boy who knows too much and blinks like a baby deer, she has to keep her cool, keep her mask, and most importantly — keep her single status intact. And then — because of course — it turns out the stable boy isn’t just some weird dreamer. He’s a magical genius. Possibly cursed. Definitely unhinged. And he might be the key to breaking her cycle…

High school youth love themselves their media. Fantasy books, anime cartoons, even online content. However, when four young teens end up being transported to another world similar to that of their precious media, they must reestablish themselves and adapt to their new fantasy surroundings or die trying.

Nora is shattered a month before her wedding when she uncovers her fiancé's deceitful affair. As she manages this betrayal, she discovers a deep ploy to hinder her from claiming her rightful inheritance. Devastated but determined, Nora takes a daring step to regain control of her life. Enter Demetri 'The Demon' to those who know him, a formidable man barely known to her, who offers her protection and support in return for a contract marriage to satisfy him. In a twist of fate, Nora marries Demetri to claim her inheritance and fight those who plotted against her. But as she battles her own family and Demetri's many rivals, will she be able to keep from falling for the man known to crush people beneath his booted heel. Excerpt: She had forgotten that the man was intimidating and directly challenged him. Rather than speaking, Demetri rose from his seat and approached her deliberately. Although it was a mere few steps, time seemed to stretch for Nora. When he was almost within touching distance, his hand gently landed on her knee, moving it sideways. His touch moved with a hint of a caress, and he stepped between her open legs. Nora sat there in frozen silence, her eyes wide like a deer caught in headlights. Catching her chin between his fingers, he tilted her face upwards and spoke unhurriedly," You are my wife." She nodded her head slowly in affirmation while his thumb slowly traced her lip. "I have given you time to gather your emotions." Another nod. Nora's nervousness made her lick her lips, acutely aware of his intense gaze fixed upon them. "Your reason for the marriage was to secure your inheritance and get away from under your mother's thumb." "Yes..." Nora whispered in confusion. Her confusion was not about his statement but about the bewildering sensations coursing through her. What was happening with her? "It's time for you to fulfil your end of the contract, yes?" He continued. "Yes," Nora whispered breathlessly. Why was she breathless? Had the oxygen level in the house dropped? Was the air suddenly thinning? Abruptly, his hand left her face, and she watched as he drew closer. It was then that Nora comprehended what was unfolding. All those tantalizing, heart-pounding kisses she had read about in novels were about to possibly become her reality. But the anticipated kiss didn't happen. Instead, he paused near her and commanded, "Kiss me."

Lina escaped a life of fear and violence, leaving behind the man who once promised her love. In a new town, she finds solitude, a steady job… and Jonas. Gentle, patient, but persistent, he awakens the parts of her she thought had died. But when ghosts from her past reappear, will she find the strength to stand firm—or will silence claim her again? Where the Deer Stood Still is a haunting, emotional journey of healing, resilience, and unexpected love.

It wasn't on purpose. When Maria stole a peculiar book from one of her classmates, she thought nothing of it since her classmate didn't seem too fond of reading; Maria thought she could get away with it, however, she never expected the book to hold such secrets. Working as a barista in the city of Quezon, Maria discovers that not only was the book she had once read predicting the end of the world, but her old pocket watch was the key to figuring out its secrets. Before she knew it, chaos started to unfold, claiming the lives of thousands as deadly games began to appear all over the world, forcing humans to become players to survive. Maria never imagined that an old book series could lead to such catastrophes. Can a book with hundreds of pages stacked together— really be the sole reason for the end of humanity? Left with no other choice, Maria uses her knowledge from the books to navigate through the looming perils before her. With the desire to meet the beings that heralded the world's end and uncover the mysteries shrouding her books, Maria strove to survive and adapt to her new reality, even if it meant being tangled between life and death. In a world brimming with tales, akin to the multitude of stars gleaming in the nocturnal skies or the depths of the vast ocean yet to be explored, the story of searching for one's ending begins... * * * TL;DR: What to expect: -Slow Paced Story -Character Development  -A Fantasy, Post-Apocalyptic World -Mysteries! -Diverse Characters  -Family Conflict and Comradeship  -Sub-Plot Romance between Two Women -3.4k-3.8k Word Count per Chapter -Mistakes in grammar or prose since English is not my Native Language What NOT to expect: -Overpowered MC -Reverse Harem -LitRPG * * * Before reading this story, please note that this story will not be a short one. This story is inspired by many unlimited-flow Chinese novels I often read, Alice in Borderland, and my childhood favorite cartoon show, Adventure Time. Although this is my first time writing a story and may be an amateur, there would also be some terrible grammar, prose, and repetition of words since English is not my native language, I still hope that some of you will be able to enjoy reading this story I created during quarantine.  This story may also be slow in terms of updating, but I'll try my best to upload frequently or find a schedule to upload the chapters. I accept any form of criticism, tips, and advice!

your a skinwalker, you take the form of an animal, but unlike in our world where its ment to fool humans, your in a world of animals and your trying to fool them, so dont get found out, or your dead.

Hi , those who love cartoons and animations, read this. In each chapter , I bet , you will laugh . comment your favourite cartoon .so that, I can join them in this book.

Born a bastard. Branded a disgrace. Trained in secret with a wooden sword while the rest of his family ruled with words. Arivid Deer Had always had a mysterious birth and was never acknowledge due to this. But on the eve of his eighteenth birthday, everything changes. An attack burns his family estate to the ground. A legendary killer emerges from the flames. And Arivid—armed with nothing but rage and a wooden sword—begins to awaken something ancient buried deep in his blood. He has a mysterious red eye. The heart of a knight. And the soul of a weapon craving something. But in a world where bloodlines define your fate, what happens when yours is cursed?

My name is Jun'ichirō Yamamoto, everyone calls me Jun or Yamamoto. I've been in this world for the past ten years, that's right I got reincarnated in this strange world where there are superpowered individuals who are known as Pro Heroes and Villains. This superpower is manifested in 80% of humans in the world. To cultivate future Pro Heroes there's even a school to teach them about this stuff. I am also a quirk bearer in this world, and my quirk is a transformation type quirk. But the thing is I know pretty well what this transformation is, it's an alien from a cartoon series I watched dearly. That's right, my quirk can turn me into an alien from the Ben 10 cartoon, specifically, I can turn into the Upgrade alien. It's cool actually, if I wish to turn partially too, I don't have to turn fully into an Upgrade to use all the powers, partial transformation can exert the same powers when I'm fully turned into the Upgrade form. Now, I have parents in this world, and they work in the hero agency of the No. 1 Hero All Might, that guy is like this worlds Superman. From what I've seen he can't fly, can't shoot heat rays from his eye's etc.. but, he do have super strength, super speed, super endurance and many of the basic things Superman have.Anyway, about my parents, my dad's name is Tatsuya Yamamoto and mom's name is Miyuki Yamamoto. Both of them have quirks, dad's quirk is minor electric manipulation and mum's quirk is minor light manipulation. Well, the doctor did say that I've the combined quirk if both of them, hence the Upgrade transformation. As for the transformation part, it's from my grandfather as he had a transformation quirk that can turn into a slime man. Then there's my reincarnation part, honestly I don't remember how I got here, but I do remember the previous life. There I was an average college student and read comics like Marvel and DC, played game's and most importantly watched cartoons and ate as much as I could. In that life I was an orphan, so my current parents are a blessing to me. Even though I was an orphan I did some part time job to get a steady income so that I could study. And I don't know how I died either, it must be because of the reincarnation stuff. Anyway, right now I'm on my way to attend the entrance exam to one of the prestigious hero schools in Japan, U.A High School. All I know is that this school has hosted All Might, Endeavor, Best Jeanist and many other top Pro Heroes as their students. Other than that, what happens in the U.A is pretty much barbaric in my opinion, as every year they pit the students against each other on live TV. I don't know how much of an idiot the guy running the school is, but it just shows the Villains that who will be the strong one in the coming generation. After considering all of this I've thought about not going to this school, but my mum had already registered me for the entrance exam so I just thought 'Why not? I just don't have to be in the spotlight until I graduate from this school. So, like that I'm here now, to attend the entrance exam of U.A High School. : ::::::::::-Chapter 1 End-:::::::::: ::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: Author :: Themasterblaster :::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::Right now I'm at the entrance of the UA exam center, mom and dad dropped me here and wished me luck, "Well here goes nothing." On the way to the orientation hall I saw a blonde haired kid pushing aside a green haired kid, and a girl coming in to save him right when he was about to fall to the ground face first. 'Lucky' I thought, shaking my head, I went inside the Hall for the orientation. After five minutes the lights were dimmed and Present Mic started the presentation on the exam. While that was going on I looked at my battle center and found out I'm in center D. Suddenly Present Mic stopped talking, so I looked up to see what's happening and saw that some kid standing there and asking about the fourth picture that was given

your trapped in a another world rule by animals who are out to get you, the only way to return home is to hunt 1 of every species of your designated animal, for you its deer, but will you be able to stare death in the face and take a life? or will you be trapped here forever.

A cynical, overworked salaryman dies in a freak accident—only to be reincarnated in the body of Shinnosuke Nohara, the infamous troublemaker from Crayon Shin-chan. But this time, things are different. Armed with his adult memories and a growing awareness that the world is more than a slapstick cartoon, he begins to unravel a reality-bending truth: this world is a simulation… and he’s not the only one reincarnated here. A dark, psychological, and existential twist on a beloved character, this story combines humor, mystery, and action as the reincarnated Shinchan tries to uncover why he was brought into this world—and how much control he truly has.

In a world where cartoon characters are brought to life as living breathing beings called Toons, a divided super corporation fights between wanting to maintain the status quo and reshaping society. The paths of a mentally ill teenager, a mouse, and a government agent collide as election day closes in and the final stages of a grand plan near completion.

The Aristocracy Dominates the World, While Military Bandits Split the Land. In the North, a young man raises his sword and cracks his whip, riding across the mountains and rivers, determined to carve a path for the common people of the world. I had no intention to hunt the deer, but seeing the suffering of the people, I will fight, and fight until I become unmatched in the Eight Directions! [----------------------------------------------------] Love this translation? Support me on Patreon for early access, exclusive content, and more! Your support keeps the translations coming—subscribe today! Join me on Patreon: Patreon.com/flokixy

(Working synopsis) DISCORD NOW OPEN: https://discord.gg/apAsCne7GT An ominous encounter in a quiet forest sets the stage for a horror that no one saw coming. When Cody and Aya, amidst a school journey, stumble upon a deer with haunting, vacant eyes, it becomes a forewarning of the nightmare awaiting civilization. The city, once bustling with life, now echoes with screams and terror. An unstoppable plague transforms its inhabitants into voracious zombies, their once-human eyes now an unsettling milky white. As the undead rise and chaos engulfs the streets, a determined police force, spearheaded by the sharp-shooting Stalker and the tenacious Sarge, grapples with the swelling tide of the undead, working desperately to shield the remaining uninfected. At the heart of this apocalypse, Cody, Aya, and their band are thrust into the frontline of this battle against the undead. With each passing moment, they must unravel the origin of this zombie outbreak while facing heart-wrenching choices for survival.

kosalan is a fan of anime and cartoons,want to be in one such world and God gives him that wish but here he don't transmigrate.world changes to his wish

A Few Warnings for the Reader: This short novel is written for people who appreciate Japanese anime – a worldwide community numbering in the hundreds of millions. It's important to understand from the start that anime is not just "children's cartoons," as animation is often perceived in places like Europe and the USA. Anime represents a distinct form of animation and a significant cultural force, almost like "super-cinema." It can be incredibly dynamic and explore serious themes. Now, let's be honest, a large portion of anime is… not great. Maybe around 90% could be considered simply "okay" or even, let's say, "trashy." It can be blatant, silly, and not particularly engaging. Many viewers watch one of these less impressive shows and then assume all anime is similar. But that's a mistake! Understand this: by doing that, you're missing out on potentially the most captivating entertainment of your life. That's not an exaggeration – it's a genuine perspective. But the remaining 10%? That's where the true "super-cinema" lies. Good anime is unmatched in its ability to tell emotionally resonant stories and deliver dynamic action. Anime creators are free to push boundaries. Their imaginations delve into the complexities of the human heart, challenging the common "European view" that restricts animation to children. This story(it's not a Fanfiction!) is a tribute to a classic anime called "Fate." Fate is not my personal absolute favorite – there are masterpieces which incredibly hard to surpass. But still, it's a powerful example of the story started as a simple eroge and converted to a deeply emotional cult film.

Akira Shinjuku isn't your average teenager living in 1987 Japan. The world's greatest paranormal investigator working for the Bureau of Paranormal Extermination, he wields a divine superpower called a Rock Move, with his Rock Move, Footloose, being the strongest of them all. Aided by his doom and gloom girlfriend Amanda Valentine, his edgy as blades rival Rei Higashikata, his video game and cartoon obsessed alien best friend Josefumi Jirou, and a gambling addicted stoner German witch named Maria Elric, Akira is looking to avenge his father's death at the hands of Bruno, a mysterious hitman wearing a cartoonish dog mask. Fullfilling his destiny won't be easy, as devils, freaks, scary monsters and super creeps hinder his way. But with his trusty escrima sticks and his team, he can do anything. Manners. Maketh. Man. This is Silent November.

Hung-Woo A Guy who love his sister dearly and won't want anything to happen to her but that very day he regretted everything... Everything he worked so hard to build has all gone now he's left all alone in this world filled with these monsters who only thirst for blood and nothing more "Is falling inlove with a monster a good choice or is it going to doomed me in the end? as my life isn't anything nice to brag" Contains : Blood , Parasites(Parasie), Forbidden Romance, BL , Drama , Fantasy, R18 Warning : There will be some cursing and blood please be advised (My first novel on here hope it goes well) Notice- all pics that are seen here are from Pinterest credits to rightfull owners

Oh hey there! Welcome to my totally not your average novel. I'm Natsuo, your humble guide (well, maybe not that humble) through this wild rollercoaster of a story. Buckle up because things are about to get real. So, picture this: I was just your regular guy—well, if by regular you mean born into a family of portal-hopping "Dimension Walkers," betrayed by a kingdom, and accidentally sold my soul to Lucifer. Oops. Now I’ve got these wicked powers like gaining all knowledge (yes, I’m a genius), multiplying anything by a trillion (imagine a trillion-dollar pizza), and copying abilities (basically, I'm like the ultimate cheat code). Oh, and did I mention I’m emotionless now? Yeah, turns out selling your soul has some side effects. Who knew? Anyway, things went downhill real fast when the Night Commander decided to try and kill me and my best friend Minami. Spoiler alert: didn’t work. But, in a twist of fate (and some magic portals), I ended up in a new dimension where I ran into some really "interesting" characters, like a dude in a red suit named G.W.A.K.(Guy with a katana) He’s kind of like a talking cartoon with a katana—breaks the fourth wall and cracks jokes like there's no tomorrow. Honestly, he might be funnier than Luci, my annoying floating eyeball companion. Now, with these crazy new powers, I’m hopping between dimensions, stealing abilities from other powerful freaks, and maybe trying to find a way to reclaim my soul before Lucifer decides she wants more than just a one-time deal. Did I mention I don’t play nice? Yeah, if you’re looking for a hero, you’re probably in the wrong place. But hey, stick around! There’s betrayal, epic fights, fourth-wall-breaking shenanigans, and enough sarcasm to fill an entire kingdom. Oh, and if you’re reading this, you might want to keep your eyes peeled—I might just be watching you. discord server:- https://discord.gg/QkbYtJEZ

She first met him in a lecture hall, an enigmatic professor on a wheelchair. Their paths crossed again in a café, where she realized that he was far more than he seemed. Wheelchair, Quadriplegia, High-Level Spinal Cord Injury, Paraplegia, Disability Romance

**Topic: The Relationship Between Werewolves and Environmental Conservation** Ah, werewolves! Those majestic creatures that shake their furry selves on full moon nights, while humanity suspects that the real global crisis is not global warming, but rather the amount of screams echoing in the forests. If you think saving the planet is a difficult task, try adding a pack of werewolves to the equation and watch the magic happen! It's as if Gaia's army of good decided to use the "Help Thy Neighbor or Get Their Heads Roughly" methodology. Werewolves are, without a doubt, the pinnacle of evolution, if you consider that evolution got so bored that it decided to spice it up with fur, sharp claws and the ability to demand respect while biting the face of the guy who was cutting down the tree. We can compare them to those environmental activists who, after a good cup of organic coffee, put on a "Save the Turtle" t-shirt and think they're ready to face a tractor. The difference? The werewolves will probably snarl at the tractor and, with an immortal attack, transform the machinery into an elegant deer statuette. If you think condominium meetings are unbearable, try to imagine werewolves arguing about paper waste at their full moon celebration rituals. They gather with an intellectual tone, like a group of distinguished philosophers discussing whether Jesus’ sandals were vegan. “Oh, sure, the conscious use of recycled paper is important, but have you ever thought about the environmental impact of tearing a logger’s face off with your own teeth?” A debate of ideas that would make Aristotle cry tears of joy, while the earth trembles in terror. And let’s not forget the nostalgic side of the issue: these creatures are actually the answer you didn’t know you needed to your endangered plant problem. Want to give them a “don’t touch my forest” kind of protection? Is there anything more effective than a werewolf that will make you never look at the forest the same way again – let alone go into it to collect mushrooms? Why bother with all this “#LoveMySpoiledPets” hashtagging when you can just adopt a werewolf and laugh at the ninjas of destruction trying to threaten your pack? In conclusion, the real lesson we can learn from werewolves is that when it comes to the survival of the planet, it’s better to risk a few sharp teeth and an extra dose of anger than to sit on the couch watching a documentary about how turtles are having it harder than a marathon runner in an obstacle course. So the next time you hear a howl in the moonlight, remember: it’s just a werewolf concerned about the environment, wondering where the last tree he loved to mark his territory went! Which, by the way, is a fantastic metaphor for our fight against planetary destruction: that, just like a werewolf, we must be fierce, hairy, and willing to rip the face off anyone who dares to threaten the living Earth!

This wasn't my first VR game, but as always, I sucked. My favorite kind of ways to play was a meaty mage with high damage and favorably both high MP and HP regeneration. But while I tried to create this type of Avatar, l had no luck yet again. This game was way too hard! It was also almost impossible to level up like this and I died countless times. Also...I was basically an social inept and unble to perform well in a party or any other kind of group. I had too less talent to get stronger as fast as other players and the painfully low possibilities of my potential often sent me to the brink of my inner abyss. Still, I loved playing this game and kept on playing anyway. Until one day, my peace and serenity were broken by the undercurrents and remnants of political struggle in the city I resided. Forced to join the ruthless leader of the black market I had to let go of everything that hindered me to grow stronger. To find my oppressors who bullied, stole from me and made me wish to leave this game behind. On my way to revenge, my class was upgraded to a branch class of mage, - illusionist. Fit for my style of madness and an concealed weapon against my enemies. And this made me let loose of anything reining myself back. - "So, you said you were an illusionist. Do you already know what your class is able to do or shall I explain it to you?" The class instructor asked. "I can make weak hallucinations and cute phantasms." "..." he held the bridge of his nose. "You got to choose between scary and cute phantasms and chose cute? What the hell is wrong with you????" "te-he..." I tried to scratch my head cutely. "Don't te-he me, you imbecile!" he roared. "How the hell should I be your instructor when you can't even choose the basic skills that are suitable for fighting?!" "But the big wolf found the phantasm cute and was tamed." I smiled and showed him the hide of a deer I had placed in my inventory. "He even started hunting for me until I had enough and ran away." "..." The instructor was left speechless. Why did he have to babysit such a useless revenant? Couldn't he at least have someone with a bit more smartness? Why did he have to take care of this dorky mage?????? Update schedule: 1 - 2 Chapters every week

Araon is a quiet, introspective child navigating the challenges of elementary school. Often lost in his thoughts and feelings of isolation, he struggles to connect with his classmates during his journey from kindergarten to higher grades. While his parents are at work, he immerses himself in Pokémon cartoons and games, sparking his imagination and creating a vibrant world filled with imaginary Pokémon friends. One day, after a long day at school, Araon drifts into a deep sleep and awakens in a fantastical Pokémon realm. In this dream world, he embarks on an extraordinary adventure to become a Pokémon Trainer. Along the way, he encounters unique Pokémon, faces thrilling challenges, and discovers the true meaning of friendship and bravery. This journey not only promises to change his life forever but also reveals the magic and wonder hidden within his own imagination.

The weak are never respected, the weak should not exist and the weak have no place in society. The weak deer is hunted and the weak lion cannot hunt. If one is weak, they stay at the bottom of society and they suffer. It is their own fault for being weak. That was what Alden learned at a very young age in society, if you were weak, you were trampled upon and you were crushed. You would become a stepping stone for the strong. Determined to change his fate, he tries one last time to reach the top of the world.

The deer

based on the movie “ free guy “ just watch the movie . where a extra character becomes sentient . and must now protect the mc . with connection to the camera man with god like abilities . ( notice : some of these characters are depicted without a face . They have a head but not a face like a mannequin . You’ve seen faceless side characters before if you watch a cartoon , manga or anime ) the novel is set in an anime . requirement goal for next chapter : -1 review -1 collection