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Isekai’d as a Useless Support Character (But My Slime Loves Me)

In the sacred kingdom of Elysera, under a sky blessed by twin suns and songs of angels, the Great Holy Ritual of Summoning was finally completed. A blinding pillar of light exploded at the center of the Grand Cathedral. The High Saintess Seraphiel, a woman of divine beauty and infinite patience, stepped forward with grace. Beside her stood the Female Chosen One, a young warrior with a silver sword and an expression sharp enough to cut demons. The light faded, revealing their long-awaited savior. The Male Chosen One. But what emerged from the divine light… was not what they expected. A young man in ragged pajamas, holding a manga in one hand and mumbling something about “panty shots,” stood blinking in the holy chamber. "HOLY CHOSEN ONE!" Seraphiel announced, her voice echoing through the stained glass halls. "Yo," said the man, scratching his butt. "Wait, is this… an isekai? SWEET! Are there elves?" Seraphiel, maintaining her saintly calm, bowed slightly. "Brave one, your destiny is to defeat the Demon King and save our world—" Before she could finish, the Male Chosen One turned and locked eyes with the Female Chosen One. Then—without hesitation—he lunged forward and tried to lift her skirt. Time seemed to slow. A hush fell across the cathedral. SLAP! The sound echoed like divine thunder. THWACK! A well-aimed kick launched the pervert into a stained glass window featuring the image of a benevolent angel. He crashed through it and landed in the holy fountain. "B-BUT THAT’S HOW IT STARTS IN THE MANGA!" he sputtered, coughing water. The Female Chosen One, glaring, muttered, “That’s the Demon King, right? We summoned the wrong guy.” Seraphiel pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed. “...Perhaps fate has a sense of humor.” And so began the chaotic journey of a very perverted "hero", a holy saintess barely holding it together, and a Female Chosen One who seriously considered joining the demon army instead.
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Ashes Of Silence

In June 2025, a devastating plane crash near Hyderabad kills over 500 people. Among the suspected victims is Andhra Pradesh’s Home Minister, Rathnadevi, a formidable woman known for her fierce stance against corruption. But when her body isn't found, questions begin to swirl. In New York, Anushree, an intelligence officer and Rathnadevi's estranged sister, sees the news and returns to India. Media frenzy explodes. But Anushree, sharp and composed, redirects the attention: “Many died. Not just her. Don’t forget them.” As she investigates, Anushree meets Naveen, a quiet aspiring detective from Chennai who insists on helping. A villager’s report changes everything: someone saw Rathnadevi in a forest hours after the crash. The duo follows the trail. They find Rathnadevi alive—hiding in a forest ashram. She admits she skipped the flight to mourn her dead lover, killed years ago by their father’s political ambition. The pass she gave her aide led to the crash—and she’s been silent ever since. Anushree reveals something darker: the crash was orchestrated. Rathnadevi was being targeted. Files exposing aviation corruption were meant to be leaked—files on that very plane. Rathnadevi surrenders. Arrests follow. Truths unravel. At a mass funeral for the unidentified victims, Anushree thanks Naveen for his help. As they sit by the river, she finally asks: “Why did you really come to help?” Naveen hesitates. Then, quietly: “Because my family was on that flight. I just… never told anyone.” She stares at him in silence. Words fail. But sometimes, silence says everything.
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