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In the 25th century, technology was exceptionally advanced. Werewolves were seen as a threat and were driven to extinction by the wealthy. In the previous life, the end of natural disasters came. Lily, who married her unloved husband for the sake of the family, was cruelly abandoned by her family, and her own husband also betrayed her. It was the surviving wolf - Jack, who saved Lily. In this life, Lily returned to the month before the end of the world, broke up with her husband in advance, and received a huge breakup fee. She sold the jewelry her husband gave her, frantically used credit cards, and hoarded supplies.

Shadows stretch longer, whispers grow louder, and the world of Obinai Nobunaga, a teen trying to figure out his place in the world begins to unravel in ways that defy understanding… *whispering frantically, their voice trembling* “They’re… they’re dead. They’re all dead. I don’t… how did this happen? How could this happen?” *pausing, breathing heavily, pacing* “No, no, no, no, no. This can’t—this can’t be my fault. I didn’t… I wouldn’t… I couldn’t have done it. Right? Right?” *laughing nervously, almost hysterically* “I mean, it’s not like I just—no! No, stop it! Think. Think! There has to be an explanation. There has to be!” *voice breaking, barely above a whisper* “But what if it was me? What if… what if I did this? Oh God… oh God, what have I done?” *slumping to the ground, gripping their head* “Why can’t I remember? Why can’t I—” sobbing now “I didn’t mean to… I’m sorry…I’m so sorry…” Those who dare to hope must ask: When you strip away the comforting lies, will you embrace the shards of truth—or bleed by their edge? This novel is a mix of fantasy and and light sci-fi that explores dark themes. I can’t say much but it’s all a journey…a messy one…but a journey all the same. Come and observe the main character as he progresses…to rid himself of someone…and uncover the secrets of this world. Hope you Enjoy :) (Updates are 1 chapter a day...This is also on Royal Road and ScribbleHub...review it there too)

After struggling in the apocalypse for ten years, Yao Ran died and returned to the three months before everything began. She returns with hatred and thirsts for revenge, intent on making those who owe her pay with their lives. With her grandfather's inheritance, Yao Ran sold everything and frantically hoarded weapons, medicine, food, and supplies. She sharpened her sword, stockpiled up supplies, settled scores with scoundrels and villains, and repaid them with both enmity and kindness. When disaster strikes, she begins her revenge, facing a dangerous world, and is determined to outlast her previous life.

"Get your hands off me!" she almost shouted, wrestling against my grip, so I held her even tighter. "Put this on!" I groaned, toiling to keep her in place and wishing again I’d worn the damn gloves. The feel of her warm skin under my arm and palm wasn’t helping my focus. "I'm not taking you home like this!" "You don't tell me what to do!" she snapped, thrashing to break free of my hold as I fumbled with the cloak in my other hand, trying to drape it over her bare shoulders. "I'm not going home! Let me go, I said!" "Did you really think I got you out of there just to let you wander the streets, almost naked, like a lunatic?" That stopped her. "What did you call me?!" "LU-NA-TIC." "You... You…! Take your hands off me, you insolent brute!" Enraged, she yanked her arm too abruptly and lost her balance. I caught her, wrapped her in the cloak, and threw her over my shoulder. "PUT ME DOWN!" She shrieked and flailed, but I ignored her, making my way to the Commander’s house, which, thanks to Braa, was only two streets away. Since the entire population was in the square for the ridiculous festival, no one intervened at the frantic cries of the wild creature. No wonder in the ten years I've known the Commander, I've never heard that he has a daughter. She must’ve been kept locked away. Strangely, she suddenly went still and quiet. Had she grown tired, worried about attracting attention, or finally realized how inappropriate it was to show up at her parents' doorstep in this state? She didn’t seem to care before. With every step, my anxiety grew—she was limp. "Hey!" No answer. Seriously?! "Hey, you!" Nothing. A bad feeling crept over me, so I pulled her off my shoulder and into my arms. Her head fell against my chest—unconscious. "Hey! Hey, you!" I shook her, but she didn’t react. Panic surged through me. Had she fainted? Had I held her too tight? Lifting her more securely, I sprinted toward the Commander's house.

Kat grumbled a little before reluctantly quieting down, allowing Lucian speak. He continued, his eyes locking onto hers. "The second thing the mark does is tie your fate to the Kelpie's. I injured it badly. stabbed it in the back and it's neck. If it dies because of those wounds, you will die too." She felt a cold shock wash over her. "What? That's insane! Why would I die if it dies?" "The mark it put on you," Lucian explained, his hands never stopping their motion with the pen. "As the Kelpie suffers, so will you. It's dying now, and if it succumbs to its injuries, you'll follow soon after." "Wow, Katherine, way to go. You really outdid yourself," Kat muttered to herself, taking a deep breath. "Seeing a wet horse despite the dry weather wasn't enough for you to think something was wrong." "You saw it wet?" Lucian asked, his eyebrows frowning slightly. "Huh?... Yeah, is something wrong with that?" Kat asked, wondering why the horse being wet was more important to him at the moment than her dying. Lucian didn't say anything but just stared at the girl in front of him. 'There is something more to her, I just can't tell what it is' he thought. To further confirm his suspicion, he moved closer to Kat, closing the distance between them. He reached for the shoulder of her dress and pulled it down. The sudden action startled Kat. She exclaimed, "What do you think you are doing, pervert? Get away from me!" She tried hitting him, but she barely had the strength to sit up, let alone push him away. Lucain paused, staring at her bare shoulder. Kat followed his gaze and gasped. "What is that?" she asked, her voice trembling. On her shoulder was a strange mark, like a tattoo of a hoof print with foreign writing within it. Lucain hummed thoughtfully, his expression still impassive. 'As I thought, she shouldn't be able to see it, but she can. That's unusual for a human.' Kat frantically tried to wipe the mark off. "Why won't it come off?" "That's the Kelpie's mark," He pointed out, his tone remained indifferent. Panic surged through Kat. She hadn't just narrowly escaped death; it was now chasing her, bound to her by an invisible tether. "Is there any way to break the bond...mark whatever it is? I don't want to die," she asked desperately, her eyes searching Lucian's for any sign of hope. Lucian's expression stayed the same. "I don't intend to let you die so soon," he said. "We can replace the Kelpie's bond with another bond." Kat clung to this glimmer of hope. "How do we do that?" she asked, leaning forward, eager for a solution. "It requires a new bond, a stronger one that can override the Kelpie's," Lucian explained, his demeanor calm and composed. Before she could ask what he meant, Lucian reached out and gently pecked her on the forehead. Kat froze, completely caught off guard by the unexpected action. The brief contact sent a jolt through her, and she barely had time to react before he pulled her into a gentle embrace, careful not to hurt her already pained body. Her mind raced, trying to process the sudden shift from their conversation to this intimate moment. The warmth of his embrace contrasted sharply with the cold fear that had gripped her moments before. She caught the scent of rosewood and felt his firm body against hers, making her heart skip a beat. "What are you doing?" she whispered, her voice shaky. Kat's heart pounded in her chest. She felt Lucian's face bury itself in the crook of her neck, his breath warm against her skin. His grip on her waist tightened slightly. She winced as she felt a sharp pain. Lucian's fangs sank into her neck, causing her to gasp and grip his shoulder, her fingers digging into his shoulder.... **** disclaimer: cover not mine.

Adam is an ordinary teenager who transmigrates into the body of François Boucher, a French soldier during the Seven Years' War. With no system to guide him and no knowledge of the historical events of this period, he must navigate this new life and struggle to survive.

A sixteen-year-old student, burdened by a gloomy and solitary life, finds himself thrust into a world beyond his wildest dreams. Enrolled in an elite school thanks to his parents’ financial sacrifices, his first day begins in chaos. Awakened late by his frantic mother, he rushes to his new school only to find himself overwhelmed by a sea of dazzling, confident students flaunting their wealth and charisma. Feeling out of place, he navigates the intimidating crowd, his head down and his heart heavy—until fate intervenes. A sudden collision with a woman radiating charm and flamboyance leaves him stunned. As he looks up, their eyes meet, and in that fleeting moment, his bleak world seems to shatter and rebuild all at once. She is more than just a stranger; she feels like a fragment of a lost love—someone he had been searching for without even knowing it. His life will never be the same again.

Gregory Evans is called to investigate a terrorist attack and discovers that a radical Islamic group has been recruiting young people to carry out attacks in various locations in New York and there is only one person who can help him in the investigation, an enemy from the past. In a journey marked by deaths and secrets hidden in political relations, Gregory Evans finds clues that will bring him face to face with a shocking revelation and the astonishing truth that we have ignored for so long. Racing against time, Gregory Evans and the Italian mafia enter into a frantic hunt for religious and political assassins, and unravel enigmas, following a trail that may lead to the secret lair where lies the only hope of saving New York City, before it collapses.

After finding his wife and son dead, a boy is falsely accused of their murder. In a frantic escape, he is shot and left dying, consumed by guilt and regret. In his final moments, he meets a mysterious woman who offers him a chance to be reborn, free of painful memories—all his memories—but with all the skills he’s learned. She urges him to protect those he loves in his next life. As darkness takes him, he faces the uncertain future of a new life, unsure if it's a chance for redemption or an escape from his past.

However, Qiao Yu's departure did not make Bo Hanshi give up the search. He began to frantically search for a woman named Qiao Yu, and his voice, his appearance, and even his personality began to change. He no longer just needs someone like Qiao Yu, he has to find her, it can only be her. He muttered to himself: "Qiao Yu, come back, I am willing to repeat the mistakes of the past, this time, you can play me to death." His world has lost its color, and only thoughts and regrets for Qiao Yu remain.However, six years have passed by like a fleeting breath, and everything has undergone earth-shaking changes. Qiao Yu, from that high-ranking young lady, has become a single mother. Life has pushed her to the edge of food and clothing. Her face no longer has the smile of the past, only humbleness and loneliness remain. And Bo Hanshi has transformed from a humble talented man into a man of the hour on the Forbes rich list. His eyes still have that loneliness, but they are more dignified and unparalleled domineering. When they met again, Bao Hanshi's eyes were scarlet. He leaned against Qiao Yu's ear and said bitterly: "Qiao Yu, thanks to you, I am where I am today." His voice was full of hatred. Meaning and self-deprecation. Qiao Yu raised her head and bit her lower lip to hold back the tears in her eyes. There was a trace of fearlessness in her smile: "Then Mr. Bo should thank me. If it weren't for me, Qiao Yu, Mr. Bo would still be the poor boy with nothing. " As time passed, their relationship became more complicated. Bo Hanshi pushed her into the corner, with anger and pain in his eyes: "Qiao Yu, how dare you marry someone else and have children?" But there was only deep despair in Qiao Yu's eyes. In the end, Qiao Yu chose to walk towards the vast and deep sea and jumped down. She said: "In Baohan, I gave this life to you. Now, I don't owe you any more." At that moment, her figure disappeared at the end of the sea, leaving only Baohan's cry and pain. However, Qiao Yu's departure did not make Bo Hanshi give up searching. He began to search frantically for a woman named Qiao Yu. His voice, his appearance, and even his personality began to change. He no longer just needs someone like Qiao Yu, he has to find her, and it can only be her. He murmured to himself: "Qiao Yu, please come back. I am willing to make the same mistakes again. This time, you can kill me." His world has lost its color, leaving only his longing and regret for Qiao Yu.

Maximillian's hands cupped Julian's face, his thumbs tracing the soft contours of the latter's jaw. He leaned in, their breaths mingling in an exchange of pheromones. Julian felt the heat radiating from Maximillian's body, his own heart hammering a frantic rhythm against his ribs. Only a whisper of space separated their lips from each other. Maximillian's voice was a husky sigh against Julian's mouth. "If you don't want this, push me away." The challenge hung heavy in the air, but Julian met it head-on. "I do," he whispered, his voice thick with desire. In a single, fluid motion, he closed the distance, his lips meeting Maximillian's in a kiss that was both hesitant and hungry. ------------------ A catastrophic meteorite impact triggered the first evolution. A devastating global viral pandemic forced the second evolution. Insatiable human greed drove the third evolution. What does it feel like to play hide-and-seek with your enemy during the day, and entangle with him during the night? Julian Haas, a male omega, formerly known as Laurent Krausser, shot Atticus Bates, a male alpha responsible for his father's demise. The murder attempt failed and ended in an explosive collapse, landing Julian in a hospital. The National Bureau of Security, tasked with investigating the fiery demise of the building, brought alpha Maximillian Grant face-to-face with the enigmatic omega, the only other survivor of the tragedy. Intent on gaining a second chance for revenge, Julian started to approach Maximillian. Unable to resist Julian's seductive advances, Maximillian was soon drowning in not only the omega's intoxicating scent but also the murky secrets at the heart of the third evolution. Warning tag : NOT a slow burn romance, a lot of smut scenes

Cian's life has always been a mix of chaos and routine—high school, his loving yet overbearing family, and hanging out with his best friends, Sam and Logan. But everything changes after a stormy morning leaves him with a strange feeling he can't shake. A mysterious figure appears, watching him, and a frantic call from his sister cuts off abruptly. By the end of the day, Cian finds himself standing in an empty, silent house, realizing that the darkness he's been feeling is far more real than he imagined. Secrets are beginning to unravel, and Cian must confront the growing darkness—both outside and within. As the storm builds, he’ll have to decide who to trust and how far he’s willing to go to protect those he loves. Some shadows aren’t meant to be faced alone.

(Warning: Mature audience)- Being the princess of her family, she has been treasured from birth with nothing getting in the way and now growing up she is still the pampared daughter. With a strict elder brother and loving family things start going wrong when she starts receiving messages from an obsessed stalker, not just any messages but one conveying his desires for her, his secret desires. 'You have no idea how hard it is watching you in that short and not being able to do anything darling' She reads the message and instantly she starts sweating from fear. Frantically looking around she tries to look for the sender. 'oh baby, that face just makes me desire you more' 'Soon baby, you'll be all mine and I promise not to let you go'

Fourteen-year-old Gordon has always dreamed of being a hero. Despite being an orphan, he finds joy and comfort in the company of his non-biological sister, Edith. One day, while immersed in his favorite hero comic, *Light Spear,* in the school library, Gordon is jolted into action when he sees Edith cornered by high school bullies outside. Fueled by anger and determination, he rushes to her aid, grabbing their attention by hurling rocks. The confrontation quickly escalates into a frantic chase, leading Gordon into a narrow alley with no escape in sight. Desperately seeking a way out, he spots an open door and darts inside, only to find himself plunging into an unexpected and mysterious fall, spiraling into the unknown... This thrilling journey marks the beginning of Gordon's adventure, where his dreams of heroism will be put to the ultimate test.

As Mia drove through the bustling city streets, her heart began to race—not from the traffic, but from the chilling knowledge that a bomb had been planted in her car. The news had come through a frantic message on her phone, a warning from an anonymous source that sent her spiraling into a state of panic. She gripped the steering wheel tightly, her knuckles turning white as she fought to maintain control. With every red light, her dread deepened. She knew that the moment she stopped the car, the bomb would detonate. The thought of leaving her Lysander behind filled her with a profound sense of sorrow. They had so many plans, dreams of a future together that now felt impossibly distant. With trembling hands, she picked up her phone and dialed Lysander’s number. “Mi Amore?” Lysander’s voice came through, laced with concern. “What’s wrong?” Mia smiled sadly, he could always tell when something was bothering her and yet she was going to leave him. “Lysander , I need you to listen to me,” she said, her voice quivering. “ You’re a very great person. I never thought I would find this type of love. I only thought love like this was just a fairytale. But you….you….” Mia paused taking in a deep breath. “Anna? What’s happening? Is something wrong? You’re scaring me.” Tears rolled down her cheeks as she turned her head towards the backseat where the bomb sat. How could she tell this to Lysander? She was going to die and leave him. She was going to leave him alone with the thoughts and dreams they shared. Silence hung heavy on the line, and Anna could almost hear the rapid beating of her heart. “I just found out…… I… I don’t have much time,” she choked out, tears streaming down her cheeks. “I’m so sorry, love. I won’t be able to see you again.” “Don’t say that! We’ll figure this out! Just tell me what’s happening? ” he urged, desperation creeping into his tone. “No, please, just listen. It’s too late now. I love you so much, and I want you to remember that. You’ve made my life so beautiful. I wish I could hold you one last time.” Her voice broke as she fought to keep her composure. “Anna, don’t—” “I have to go, Lysander . Just know that I’m always with you.” With that, she hung up, her heart shattering into a million pieces. She looked at the cliff ahead of her and stepped on the gas, the car racing towards the cliff. ************* In the heart of a bustling college town, twenty-year-old Anna Mia Harper is juggling classes, bills, and a growing sense of despair as an orphan navigating life on her own. Desperate for cash, she stumbles upon a peculiar job listing: a grave cleaner and companion for the dead at the local cemetery, promising a month’s rent for just one night of work. Excited by the prospect, Anna Mia arrives under the eerie glow of the moon, ready to face whatever the night may bring. But when she encounters a mysterious man lounging atop a tombstone—one who bears a striking resemblance to a deceased local legend—her heart races. Is he a ghost, a trick of the light, or something more sinister?

*Prologue* As sunset painted the horizon, the family of four embarked on their journey, excitement radiating from the car. Twin sisters Emma and Emily chattered in the backseat, their contrasting personalities shining through. Emma, the introverted twin, was selective with her words, only opening up around family, while Emily bubbled with enthusiasm. Jack turned to engage the girls, oblivious to the speeding car ahead. Tragedy struck without warning. Screeching tires, shattered glass, and chaos engulfed them. The car crashed, sending Emma flying out of the vehicle. When dust settled, Jack and Sarah lay motionless, their lives slipping away. Emily, dazed and terrified, frantically searched for Emma, but she vanished. Unbeknownst to Emily, Emma's fate took a mysterious turn. A bystander, witness to the accident, rushed to her aid, whisking her away to an uncertain destiny. Was Emma truly saved, or did her rescue herald a new era of challenges? *Eight Years Later* Emily thrived in a world of privilege, surrounded by loving adoptive parents. She blossomed into a confident, outgoing young woman, encircled by close friends. Yet, the ache of losing her twin lingered, fueling her relentless quest to reunite. But how could she find someone existing beyond her realm? Meanwhile, Emma's life veered drastically. In a futuristic metropolis, advanced technology and alternate dimensions converged. Under a scientist's guidance, Emma navigated wonders and hardships, forging an unrecognizable identity.

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Le titre en français est ''Élu Divin:L'Ascension Divine du MAGE-LAME MORTELLE ''.Un jour, le bus dans lequel j'étais a eu un accident et je suis mort mais j'ai été sauvé par les dieux en échange d'une « FAVEUR ». Je deviendrai le maître d'épée le plus puissant, percerai les mystères de ma venue dans ce monde et survivre. Ma quête ne commence que maintenant. L'histoire d'Ace Blakelord qui ne cesse de se renforcer au cours de son voyage pour explorer ce nouveau monde.

Nature never imposes love; it offers it gently, much like a fragile rose unfurling its petals in the morning light. ***** When Sydney's eyes locked with Jordan's, her heart danced a frantic rhythm, and words seemed to dissolve before they could leave her lips. His striking silver eyes glistened like precious stones, while his elegant black tuxedo highlighted every sculpted line of his face, transforming him into a dashing prince from a fairy tale. His warm, gentle smile wrapped around her like a tender embrace, and she felt as though she was yielding to the whispers of destiny. This was that electrifying moment of love at first sight, yet... Sydney's hand instinctively moved to her stomach as she dashed aside, swept up in a torrent of emotions. It wasn't just her heart that raced; her deepest anxieties stirred to life as well. L-O-V-E! Sydney Mia, renowned across the nation as a visionary director, had a clear mantra: "Conquer the world with my films, amass accolades, and secure an immortal legacy." Love was never part of the grand narrative, merely a faint echo in the distance. Yet, Jordan's presence was a gentle tremor, unsettling the core of her being and awakening a yearning she had never acknowledged. There was an undeniable uniqueness about Jordan. He was the calm amid chaos, a sanctuary where she could truly be herself and confront her demons. As she opened her eyes, her hand still quivering, their gazes intertwined once more. His silver eyes radiated an ethereal intensity, brimming with concern and tenderness. "Are you okay?" he inquired, his voice a soothing balm, like a gentle stream winding through a verdant glen. In that instant, Sydney felt her defenses beginning to crumble, her fears slowly unwinding. Could Jordan be the one to ignite her heart, to reveal that love was not a vulnerability, but a formidable force capable of moving mountains and breaking the chains of her deepest insecurities? Could he be the one to inspire her to rewrite her life's script, to place love in the starring role?

un hombre termina en el futuro debido a un fallo en su viaje.

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Entra a este juego, decían; será muy divertido, serían. ¡Malditos!  Una chica tonta y cobarde en un cuerpo incontrolable. Es la historia de Francisca, Fran para los amigos, a quien se le ocurrió jugar nuevamente un juego que jugaba en el colegio por los viejos tiempos, pero el juego, más muerto que nunca, se bugeó mientras exploraba, y como buena persona que juega, no encontró nada mejor que golpear el monito a ver si se arreglaba.  Bueno, lo último que recuerda es un sonido de electricidad y luego... una pradera verde... ¿Es que me he reencarnado en un monstruo?

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He stood there silently, looking down at the wounds on his chest, but when he turned to stare at her, he had a smile on his face. She smiled in return when she saw the brilliant smile on his face, the same smile that had drawn her to him like a moth to the fire, even when her instincts screamed 'danger'. "It's finally come to an end," she thought. But her eyes widened immediately when she saw his body. Tears burst forth like a small stream as she ran to him. "No! Win!" She couldn't stop crying when she saw how he seemed to be on death's doorstep. "I'll take you to the hospital right now!" He shook his head when he heard her say those words. "No hospital. Right now, you are my hospital. I want to take in this beautiful sight that is you, nothing else should come first now, got it?" She nodded her head frantically like it'd bring him out of death's doorway. "Why?" She asked with a heavy heart. "I asked someone that question before, and I was left heartbroken some more seconds after that person gave me a reply," He said with a smile. He raised his hand to feel her face and a small smile of satisfaction appeared on his face. "I'm quite happy, my dear plum blossom, and sad at the same time. I'm happy because I didn't lose you this time, and sad because you might be all alone... because of my selfishness. This time, I changed my fate... " His hands dropped, and his eyes lost their luster immediately, but the smile never receded, they remained on his face. The smile on her face vanished without a trace immediately. "No, Win! Don't do this to me, don't do this to me, Win!" ...................................... His name was Winston, but everyone called him Win as an abb. He looked cool and gentle and easygoing, but only Melody knew that it was just a front. She would fight hard to uncover his deepest secrets, even at the cost of fallen in love, with him.

Lucifer: What a beautiful and peaceful world.  System 4858: Miserable.  Lucifer: People here are nice too.  System 4858: Miserable, too miserable.  Lucifer paused, raising an eyebrow at the system’s unrelenting negativity.  Lucifer: Hmm?  System 4858: Yes! Yes, it’s beautiful and peaceful here. ‘But now... now that the great villain is here... who knows how long this peace will last? Miserable, too miserable.’  Lucifer smirked, his pale blue eyes glinting with amusement. His presence was overpowering, his aura so dense that the very air seemed to tremble under its weight. The world around him was serene, a gentle breeze stirred the trees, and the soft glow of the evening sun cast a golden hue over the landscape. It was a world that had yet to know chaos. A world yet to be touched by his unpredictable hand.  He stood at the edge of a cliff, gazing out at the quiet town below. The people looked so small, so fragile. Innocent, even. His gaze softened, but only for a moment, before that playful smirk returned. Lucifer did things as he pleased. He was neither bound by rules nor constrained by morality. Good? Evil? Such distinctions were laughable to him. his actions were dictated by whim and mood. He could be their saviour or their destroyer. It all depended on how the next moment struck him.  But who was he? And why did his very presence distort reality? How had he come to possess such unimaginable power?  System 4858, however, was not in the mood for philosophical musings. System 4858: Wait, what? It blinked, a metallic chime of confusion ringing through the air. Why did the modern world just turn into a fantasy setting? The tyrant hasn’t even started anything yet!  The system frantically checked the world’s data, only to find its structure bending and shifting in ways it couldn’t comprehend.  The once-modern cityscape was slowly morphing into something out of a fantasy, mythical beasts stirring in the shadows. It turned to look at its host.  Lucifer stood there, watching the transformation with an eerie smile. That smile alone sent a cold chill down the system’s core. It immediately spun around, its circuits sparking with panic, and sprinted away as fast as its non-corporeal form could manage.  System 4858: Lord God! Save me from this villain! But unknown to the terrified system, even the Lord God himself would be powerless to intervene in this matter. System 4858 could only shed metaphorical tears as it watched its host, the unstoppable force of chaos, begin to twist the world in ways that no one could have predicted.  The world’s Lucky sons who were meant to rise and fight back found themselves bowing to Lucifer’s will. He ordered the world’s protagonists around like mere pawns, and wherever he walked, destruction followed in his wake.  System 4858: Miserable, too miserable But even the unreasonable Lucifer had someone by his side who always smiled whenever Lucifer did something unpredictable.  One day, System 4858 accidentally saw the man playing with the darkness and was terrified. Soon, it was lying powerless in the man’s hands, staring at his smile System 4858 : Huh?! I knew it! Only a demon can accompany another demon.  The man with the red eyes : Hmm? System 4858: sob, sob. Miserable, too miserable

Every scientist and pseudoscientist, pundit and conspiracy theorist, preacher and follower, influencer and commoner has their version of a harrowing, devastating apocalypse. Our minds became a landfill of frantic thoughts when a natural occurrence threatened our existence. Because our brains functioned like a prediction machine, we imagined scenarios of cataclysmic proportions, but they turned out to be anticlimactic events. However, the story didn’t end there. At first, this otherworldly phenomenon seemed harmless. When the first Hellhound emerged from the Void and indiscriminately passed judgment on the living, we realized that Hell wasn’t a state of mind, a concept for lofty philosophical debate, a religious perspective, or a sinner’s place in the afterlife. It was a horrifying reality unfolding right before our eyes. It was the annihilation of our existence.