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Kailen Darkhaven's world crumbled when his parents died two years ago in a beast tide invasion in New York City. Alongside slipping into depression that caused his grades in school to drop exponentially, he failed to become an awakened on his sixteenth birthday. Losing his consciousness due to his frail body and a life of poverty one evening in an alleyway on his 17th birthday, he thought he would die, only to wake up in the same alleyway to a shocking holographic screen before him ''Fusion complete, you have obtained a time dilation artifact.. You are too weak, you will be taken into the pocket world of the time dilation artifact to train in 3...2...1....'' Follow Kailen's journey, as he embarks on a journey with this cheat item, to stand at the Zenith of of the Universe. This novel is participating in Webnovel Spirity Awards 2025. Disclaimer : This is purely a work of fiction.The setting, including any imitation of real names, places ,people or events is purely coincidental . Other tag #Cheats

Luo Huian was the most beautiful, strong and narcissistic——- Cut! Cut! Cut! Take two, and do it over. Luo Huian was the most beautiful, strong and wisest immortal in the realm of peace and harmony. Her two fathers doted on her, and she had a generous supply of resources and pills. Her life was perfect. However, her perfect life came to an abrupt end when Luo Huian, an immortal whose responsibility was to bring peace to those who had reached their ends and had run out of faith—— Watched a man jump down a building. Because of her inflexible beliefs and sense of justice, she did not save the bully. Unfortunately, that man was the son of the heavens. The loss of his life brought infinite trouble in Luo Huian’s life and she was punished by the heavens. She was sent to the world of humans where she had to rescue at least five hundred people by saving their lives when they were at the end of their wits. For an immortal this was an easy job, right? Wrong. Her grandmother sent Luo Huian to a world where Gloom Rocks had wrecked chaos. Beasts and monsters were given birth to by the Gloom Rocks that sucked every ounce of happiness from humans. This world was dominated by hunters who could kill the beasts with the powers that they had awakened. And in this cutthroat world, Luo Huian got the short end of the stick. She woke up in the body of an F-class hunter! Dang it. If that wasn’t worse enough, the previous owner had confessed to her cousin-in-law and was kicked out of the family. Double frog in the hot crock. With not a single penny in her pocket Luo Huian goes out to complete her mission. But what would happen when Luo Huian who was an F-class hunter annihilated the Z-class Glooms and Hollows that even the S-class hunters could not? Watch her fend against the dangers and at the same time save the lives of people. But in this small mission, there is a small obstruction —— The three alluring temptations. *********** Resisting the temptation take 1: “MMPH,” Luo Huian pushed against the mer who had pushed her down on the bed while sitting on her waist. “Get off.” “I can’t,” answered Qi Yongrui as he took off his shirt. “Daddy Shun said that he is envious of Uncle Wang. He also wants to hold a grandchild. So, wife let's work hard tonight alright?” Luo Huian: Dear Heavens save me, I am a woman of no desire! **** Resisting the temptation take 2: “Do you think he is good looking?” Fan Meilin questioned the woman who stood next to him. Even though he was the one who won the race and the trophy, his wife was looking at the other mer. “Well yes,” Luo Huian, who was an appreciator of beauty, agreed at once. “Why are you asking this though?” Fan Meilin’s eyes flashed as he smiled at her and leaned in closer to her body as he whispered in her ear, “He might be good looking but I am a better driver. Not only on the track but also in bed, do you want to try darling?” Luo Huian: Resist the temptation! At all costs! I am an iron-hearted woman. ***** Resisting the temptation take 3: “Is this necessary?” Luo Huian questioned as she sat on the couch, watching the mer trace his fingers on her curves while she sat in nothing but modern swimwear. The mer nodded as he wrote on his small notepad, “I need to trace every inch of your skin to create my finest creation, so don’t move.” After he finished writing, he handed the notepad to Luo Huian, his fingers brushing against the curve of her bosom, waist and ——— Luo Huian: My virtue is at extreme risk! ** Fl who is trying to do everything to save her virtue from being taken as it would slow down her cultivation X Mls who are trying their best to snatch it from her. *********** Trigger warning: though the book is set in a comedic setting, there might be some uneasy topics that would discuss depression and loneliness. ***********

Hera Avery is working several part-time jobs to pay for her university tuition. She is managing her work and love life simultaneously. Her boyfriend, who is a rising celebrity, made her pay for their expensive apartment located in a well-known building. The building is also home to well-known heirs and heiresses. On her boyfriend's birthday and their third anniversary, she returned home to their apartment only to find him with another woman. But what did she get in return? A slap on the face, a breakup and she was evicted from the apartment she was paying with her own money. After being evicted and becoming homeless, she believed things couldn't get any worse. However, her cheating ex-boyfriend's wealthy new girlfriend went further by reaching out to every establishment and persuading them to blacklist her. This caused her to lose her means of living and they even spread rumors that she was obsessed with her former celebrity boyfriend and was attacked by his fans. Having no way out, she gritted her teeth. "Grandpa, I'm willing to inherit the consortium." Old Master Avery laughed heartily after hearing her conviction and sent a bank transfer to Hera. [ You received a $100,000,000,000 money transfer to your account ending in ####] [Note: My dear granddaughter, use this pocket money to treat yourself to anything you desire. Don't be frugal, and if you spend it all, don't hesitate to ask me for more.] Hera was astounded. When her identity was announced, her ex-boyfriend kneeled and cried to her, for her to take him back. The sarcastic Male lead 1: Do you think it's your turn? Look behind. When her ex-boyfriend looked back, he saw influential men lining up with bouquets of roses to woo Hera. The cold Male lead 2: It's your fault for being blind. Cry and beg but you'll have no chance as long as we are here. The brutal and impatient Male lead 3: Do you want me to break your legs?! The entertainment King Male lead 4: You're just a little star but you want to bypass me? The hot-headed Male lead 5: I'll make sure, you'll be shelve. The coquettish Male lead 6: Wifey, they are trying to steal you from me! Seeing the problematic Male leads, Hera felt an incoming headache not knowing what to do. "Let's just go with the flow then!"

Imagine stepping through a door and finding yourself in a parallel world where magic is real, demons roam the streets, and your sister is a badass demon slayer who doesn't recognize you. That's exactly what happens to Cole, a 19-year-old kendo enthusiast who suddenly finds himself in a world where cars fly, cats talk, and houses have strong opinions about interior design. Now, armed with incredible powers he doesn't understand and a talking sword that's eager to test its blade, Cole must navigate this bizarre new reality while trying to figure out who he is, where he came from, and how to get back to his own world. Along the way, he'll join forces with his demon-slaying sister (who may or may not try to kill him), face off against grumpy appliances, explore hidden pocket dimensions, and discover that even in a world of magic, the post office is still a soul-crushing experience. Get ready for a hilarious and action-packed adventure filled with quirky characters, mischievous magic, and enough anime and gaming references to make your head spin. Welcome to the world of "Now I'm a Demon Slayer... (in a Parallel World)"

"Music, film, painting, calligraphy, sculpture, literature..." "You know all this?" "Just a bit." "You mean, you know a bit about all of these?" "Yes, I know quite a bit about all of them." With the System in his pocket, he conquers the world through art, becoming the crownless king that all realms worship.

[Ding! You get 1 Stone Block!] [Ding! You get 1 Dirt Block!] Bob the builder! Oop sorry cannot anger the copyright God on summary alone. Ben is a great uncle…. Yes he was living a poor photographer for daily news paper named…. Okay this gonna make the God angry, let’s try again. Ben is your average construction worker, one day he suddenly find himself surrounded by darkness. He was confused how he found himself in here, but a system screen appear in his eyes. [Congratulations you have been choosen as a Crafter] [You get 1 Blockify PickaAxe] [You get 1 crude dimensional pocket] ____________ If you like kingdom building novel, i will suggest Re: Blood and Iron, the mech touch,

As a cultivation genius who has achieved a new realm every two years since he was a year old, w.a.n.g Ling is a near-invincible existence with prowess far beyond his control. But now that he’s sixteen, he faces his greatest battle yet – Senior High School. With one challenge after another popping up, his plans for a low-key high school life seem further and further away&h.e.l.lip; w.a.n.g Ling: I just want to eat my crispy noodle snacks in peace&h.e.l.lip; Father w.a.n.g: If you’re careless enough to destroy the country, it’s coming out of your pocket money. w.a.n.g Ling: It’s not my fault that the backlash from punching me kills you.

Kane staggered through the smoldering ruins of his kingdom, his vision swimming with blood and sweat. Every muscle screamed in protest, every step faltered, but the pain was a distant echo compared to the void in his chest. The imperial prince had razed it all—the palace, the people, everything Kane had ever known. His father’s stern voice, his mother’s gentle touch, the warriors who had once sworn to protect them—all silenced, their dying cries still ringing in his ears. But there was one person he couldn’t let go of. “Julia…” His voice rasped, barely audible over the crackling flames. His heart thudded unevenly as he lurched across the battlefield, the air thick with the stench of death. His sister had been his beacon in this crumbling world, the only one who saw strength in him despite his failings. He clung to a fragile hope that she might still be alive. That hope shattered when he found her. By the lake’s edge, where the water mirrored the flickering flames, Julia lay motionless on the cold earth. Kane’s breath caught, his legs giving out as he dropped to his knees beside her. Her golden hair, once radiant, was tangled with dirt and blood. Her pale skin was marred with bruises, her body exposed—stripped of the dignity she’d carried so effortlessly in life. The imperial prince hadn’t just taken her life; he’d handed her to his soldiers like a trophy, a final cruelty that twisted Kane’s grief into rage. “No… no…” His voice cracked, tears spilling down his ash-streaked face. With trembling hands, he tore off his own tattered shirt—the last remnant of the prince he’d once been. It wasn’t much, but he couldn’t leave her like this. Gently, he draped the fabric over her fragile form, shielding her from the world that had betrayed her. His fingers lingered on the cloth, as if he could somehow give her back the peace she deserved. “I’m sorry, Julia,” he whispered, his throat tight with sobs. “I wasn’t strong enough to protect you…” Guilt gnawed at him, sharper than the wounds seeping through his torn clothes. He had failed her, failed them all—his family, his kingdom, himself. What was left for him now? Ignoring the fire in his limbs, Kane clawed at the dirt with his bare hands, digging a shallow grave. Each handful of earth sent jolts of pain through his battered body, but he welcomed it. She deserved more than this—a proper burial, a monument—but this was all he could offer. As he laid her inside and covered her with soil, his vision blurred, his strength fading. His injuries were too deep, the vial of salve in his pocket too meager to save him. It could dull the pain, perhaps, but he didn’t want that. He didn’t deserve it. When the grave was finished, Kane collapsed beside it, his chest heaving with shallow breaths. Death hovered close, and he was ready to let it take him. Then, a glint of gold caught his eye. Something plumm

Ethan Graves thought marriage was supposed to be forever—until he discovered his wife’s betrayal. With his heart shattered and his life in ruins, he stumbles into an antique shop where a mysterious old man sells him an ancient pocket watch. The next morning, Ethan wakes up 14 years in the past—back in his 18-year-old body. Given a second chance, he vows to rewrite his fate, avoid his future wife, and live for himself. But destiny has a cruel sense of humor… One evening, he meets Isabella Laurent, an elegant, breathtaking woman who captivates him like no one ever has. She is everything he has ever wanted. Graceful, intelligent, kind—and trapped in a cold marriage. As their forbidden connection deepens, Ethan finds himself falling for her, unable to resist the pull of fate. Then, the truth shatters him—Isabella is his future wife’s mother. As passion and fate collide, Ethan must navigate a dangerous path where love is forbidden, time is fragile, and consequences are deadly. Can he defy destiny and claim the love that was never meant to be? Or will his reckless heart cost him everything?

Rosemary spent 18 years thinking she was a member of the wealthy Harris family, only to discover she was a fake rich girl. When the real heiress returned, Rosemary was cast aside and sent back to her poor hometown. But fate had other plans for her, as she soon discovered that her hometown was actually the most exclusive villa area in the country. In a single night, Rosemary went from a modestly wealthy girl to the true heiress of a top-tier elite family. Her biological parents showered her with love, handing her millions of dollars in pocket money, providing access to any car from their fleet, and letting her buy anything from the world’s top designers. As for school, the best institutions were at her fingertips, and if she didn’t feel like studying, she could play with the family company. But what shocked Rosemary the most was finding out she had an ex-fiancé. She couldn’t understand why he kept clinging to her, holding her hand, and trying to kiss her. “Who are you, sir?” Rosemary asked, annoyed. “Sweetheart, I’m your husband,” the ex-fiancé responded. “I don’t have a husband, only a former fiancé”

Weave Hoppers There are rules to the multiverse. Tony breaks them for fun. A Weave Hopper—smuggler, thief, and professional problem magnet—Tony doesn’t just slip between dimensions, he tears through them with reckless abandon. From pocket realities with sentient vending machines to corporate hellscapes policed by trigger-happy enforcers, he’s seen it all. More importantly, he’s stolen from it all. But when a simple bet lands him inside a VEX blacksite, things get complicated. Turns out, robbing a hyper-secret facility that officially doesn’t exist was a bad idea. Now, every Xenarchy agent in the Weave is hunting him, and he’s not even sure what he stole. With VEX enforcers on his heels, unstable tech in his pocket, and half the multiverse ready to sell him out, Tony has one option—keep running. Lucky for him, running is what he does best. written after release of chapter 1.

Saving people wasn't exactly Shen Yuan's thing, but if you paid him enough to do it, then you'd get yourself a deal. Whether someone lived or died was never his concern, but what end it brought was his job to direct. He was the perfect agent for the military to commission. His job: To wake the great war hero out of his coma. Of course, only after he squeezed their pocket dry did he finally accept. But what would happen if he met his destiny there? And that destiny was the exact thing he was ordered to terminate. Alternate Title: ‘Die for Me’ Schedule: Every Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday at 21:00 GMT+7 A/N: Full story is available at my ko-fi shop page (ko-fi: K_Jira). Your support will help me continue my work as an author and is greatly appreciated!

"Oh Lord Lunareio, you are the only one who can save our world." ... My name is Rikuya Takatsuki, and I didn’t ask to be summoned to some fantasy world with my classmates. But there I was, expected to be a hero and protect the Kingdom from Realm Eaters, dimensional monsters chewing through reality. Apparently, all the races summoned forth heroes of legend, which was sort of a shocker to me since it wasn’t the cliché "slay the demon king" trope. Sounds cool, right? Wrong. While everyone else got flashy powers and legendary classes, I was slapped with the FFF Auto Hero class—no skills, no perks, and no respect. The kingdom handed me some pocket change and politely told me to scram. Fine by me. I was all set on enjoying the easy life in this new world anyways, when out of nowhere a bunch of cultists kidnapped me, claiming I’m their prophesied god or whatever. They gave me a mansion, unlimited snacks, and zero responsibilities, so of course, I played along. But then my so-called useless class kicked in. Turns out Auto Hero means my body hijacks itself whenever there’s danger, turning me into some kind of unstoppable killing machine. Efficient? Sure. Ethical? Not so much. Now everyone thinks I’m this terrifying cult leader who takes down monsters, corrupt kings, and anyone dumb enough to stand in my way. While my classmates enjoy their shiny hero lives, I’m here in the shadows, leading a cult, toppling kingdoms, and pretending I have some grand plan. The truth? I’m just winging it. I mean... what’s the worst that could happen?

Twenty-eight year old Delilah Sterling, has perfected the art of being a respectable realtor by day, and a professional gold digger by night. Delilah believes she has her double life under control. Her meticulously crafted life crumbles when she wakes up one morning with a wedding band on her finger, a marriage certificate on the table, and a sinfully gorgeous man claiming to be her husband. To make matters worse, he is broke and jobless, making her feel trapped in a surreal nightmare. Desperate for escape, Delilah demands a divorce, but the stranger—insisting he wants to stay married—thwarts every attempt. Frustration and confusion mount until Delilah hatches a new plan: she proposes they team up to con her next target, the elusive billionaire, Hunter Quinn. What Delilah doesn't realize is that her "broke husband" is actually Hunter Quinn himself. Billionaire CEO, Hunter Quinn, having discovered Delilah’s intentions to con him, had decided to outplay her at her own game. Hunter agrees to the partnership, and together they plunge into a high-stakes game of deceit. As they plot and scheme, the lines between pretense and reality blur. Their forced proximity ignites an unexpected chemistry, leading to moments of vulnerability and genuine connection neither anticipated. Caught in a whirlwind of deception, passion, and power plays, Delilah grapples with their growing feelings. As their con deepens, she must confront the ultimate question: Can she open her heart to love and trust again? ****Exerpt**** Delilah’s eyes darted to the marriage certificate again, the official seal glaring back at her. Her fingers itched to tear it apart, to make this nightmare disappear. But deep down, she knew that wouldn’t change anything. “I don’t remember,” she whispered, more to herself than to him. “I don’t remember any of it.” Blake nodded as if he had expected this reaction. “That is expected. You had a lot to drink last night.” he fished out a phone from the back pocket of his trousers, opened it. “Here, this is us celebrating, after we got married last night,” he said, showing her a picture. Delilah’s breath caught in her throat as she stared at the photo. It was indeed her. “How?” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “I don’t remember any of this.” “It was a wild night,” he said softly. Perhaps she had married Blake because he was wealthy. That would be the only logical reason for her to make such a blunder. There was hope, she thought, as she clung to the possibility of salvaging something from this disaster. Turning to him, she forced a smile, “Is this your house? Are we in your house?” She asked, looking around the bedroom. Blake shook his head, “No. This is a hotel,” he said, and she nodded. “I see. It looks like quite an expensive hotel,” she observed, “What do you do for a living?” she asked, trying to keep her voice steady as she searched his eyes for any hint of affluence. Blake hesitated, his confident demeanor faltering for the first time. He looked away, rubbing the back of his neck. “I’m... in between jobs,” he stuttered, avoiding her gaze. Delilah’s heart sank, disappointment crashing over her like a wave. “In between jobs?” she echoed, her voice tinged with disbelief. Blake seemed to sense her dismay. “I know it doesn’t sound great,” he said quickly, trying to reassure her. “But I’m working on a few things. I just need a little more time.” “You’re jobless,” she muttered to herself as reality sunk in. “How did you pay for this room? For the wedding bands?” She asked, and he winced. “I didn’t. You did,” he said, and she collapsed on the bed. (PS: Cover photo isn’t mine. Credit to the real owner)

Ding! Congratulations! You have received unlimited red pockets!” “Ding! Congratulations! You have received 50 million yuan!” “Ding! Congratulations! You have received a Lamborghini Aventador!” “Ding! Congratulations! You have received 51% stock of a listed company!” “Ding! Congratulations! You have received a whole tower worth 5 billion!” “Ding! Congratulations! You have received the skill, Combat King!” “Ding! Congratulations! You have received the skill, God’s Singing Voice!” “7 billion red packets? How long will it even take me to open all of them?” Chen Yun complained. “Excuse me, how long do you think it will take you to earn a million?” a certain random reporter asked. Chen Yun was silent. “Sorry, but, why do you keep blinking?” the reporter asked. “Didn’t you ask how long it would take?”

They called her Moon—a name that raised eyebrows and invited questions she preferred not to answer. With empty pockets and an emptier stomach, she wandered until she reached the borders of Blace, a country she'd only heard whispered about in taverns. But timing had never been her strong suit. The nation was at war, desperately recruiting anyone who could hold a weapon. The military's offer seemed simple enough: three meals a day, a roof overhead, and a bed to call her own. In exchange, she'd wear their uniform. Moon should have known better—nothing comes that cheap. Now she had a year or less to transform from a street-smart survivor into a soldier, under the watchful eye of Lieutenant Harrington. The Lieutenant was a man carved from winter itself, with ice in his veins and frost in his voice. He had no patience for weakness—or as he called them, "chickens"—and Moon quickly learned that his training methods matched his reputation. As she fumbled with her rifle and struggled through combat drills, one thought kept haunting her: in choosing a way to survive, she might have just signed her own death warrant.

"May the new Story become yours — The Last Tattoo Artist of Stories" The story tells about a girl named Calcium, a recluse with no big money in her pocket, drinking ale in a tavern and dreaming of more. But fate itself had descended upon her. She turned out to be a Tattoo Artist of Stories... and the latter, because in the world where she lives, there are only legends about such people, about people who can rewrite their entire lives with just one glance. Our glorious recluse will have to learn about her strength, become stronger, learn about her rewritten history and memory loss, and fight for her life. telegram: https://t.me/nikomela

An unthinkable crime has been committed: someone has broken in to Yahwehs' Soul Locker! Even worse, a Divina landed in his realm & directly claimed a high ranking soul itself! But could this horrendous crime lead to the greater good? After all, whomever these powerful souls reincarnated to be innately had the potential to reach Ascension. Descend in to this story of unprecedented proportions as we re-imagine myths & blend it with original story line. Follow Verihk as he journeys to end the plight of his home planet, Arcian, while he encounters familiar beings from all traditions. Truly, a legend within legends. TIDE OF HEROES! [MAJOR NOTE: During this story please remember: chapters will vary in notation. Some will detail status menus, equipment, etc. because of the location of the characters. Hopefully, indulging in this fantastical universe I have created for all of you will clear any confusion!] Vol. 1 titled "Tide of Heroes," the first in "Rebirth: Arcian" series by YungApophis

In the greed-filled world of corporate empires and magic knights, Min Jae was a king in business, with pockets so deep he could drown in them. That is, until his life deemed his playthrough unfair and gave him a red card. Poison was his family's best friend, as everyone had at least tasted it once, not twice because they never could. Death was never on his calendar, neither was an offer for a divine gig. Enter the Deity of Stories, a celestial being with a fetish for plot twists, who offers Min Jae a deal he can't refuse: become her divine cameraman. No, not the kind with a lens, but one who records the tales of mortals. In return, he gets a second shot at life, in a world where his dearly departed parents are alive and well, ready to dote on him from birth. Reborn as Judge (because “Min Jae 2.0” sounded too dull), he quickly realizes this new life is no gift. This steampunk utopia, filled with airships, clockwork gadgets, and an alarming lack of Wi-Fi, thrives on manipulation. But who needs the internet when you have a divine camera and the sharp mind to control it all? Judge isn’t just here to record stories; he’s here to write them, casting himself as the mastermind behind every twist and turn. Armed with his divine powers, he navigates complex schemes, power-hungry nobles, and ruthless industrialists, all while keeping his ultimate goal hidden: to ascend to godhood and rewrite his own fate. Of course, he generally makes a glorious mess of things, all while trying to keep his dear parents blissfully unaware of his less-than-angelic schemes. But as the stakes rise and the Deity of Stories watches his every move, Judge must tread carefully. Can he manipulate his way to the top, or will he become just another character in someone else’s plot twist? --- Just a quick disclaimer: The book steers clear of any unwanted adult stuff. However, it does feature a potentially disturbing amount of violence—enough to make you wonder about the author's mental health. So proceed with caution—and maybe a shield!

During April 12-1930, scientists in Russia conducted experiments on human body, results were obviously a failure. one day, a mysterious man offered them a help as he brought a pocket sized artifact, much similar to the Large Hadron Collider but more powerful. He called himself "Kaen", a human from an alternate universe, in search of a modern world, as he required nuclear radiation to power up the artifact. During December 1950, the project was finished and the nuclear reactors all powered it up, although the artifact exploded without any warning, the scientists got who got obliterated by it's radiation, only get resurrected in that process. After 20 years, as the residual radiation spread, people around the world regardless of age, socio-economic status, class and gender, few people had started awakening power abilities. August 23-1990, countless ability research centers came into existence, when people had started awakening abilities, the real world became unstable. Thus the his begins, as Jordan got bestowed new ability from an ancient being. Living multiple lives, as he unravels multiple worlds, therefore gaining a whole new purpose altogether. Jordan's life will never be the same.

Synopsis: "When the war is over, we'll get married and I'll grow flowers like you, and our story will be one of the most beautiful love tales in the universe." A letter found in the pocket of a dead soldier; Captain Jungkook Jeon, 1895. This AU (ff) is written by @ARTSEOULVK in twitter. I just writting it for the people who don't use twitter and want to read this masterpiece. And also cause her account is deactivated now so yeah enjoy! Thank you. Ps. The book cover does not belong to me nor does the novel.

Chris Solis Noctis was expecting a normal life. Graduate college, get a job, maybe become mildly successful. What he wasn’t expecting? Waking up as a helpless baby in a completely different world, stuck in a luxurious crib with zero motor skills and a full-blown existential crisis. Reincarnation was supposed to come with perks—overpowered abilities, a handy system menu, something! Instead, he gets: - No magic menu. (Rude.) - No god-given cheat skills. (Where’s the refund button?) - No idea why his ridiculously powerful family treats him like a walking prophecy. His father could declare war with a raised eyebrow, his mother casually floats midair like it’s normal, and everyone keeps acting like his existence is a big deal. Oh, and let’s not forget the two moons that seem a little too interested in his life choices. Armed with sarcasm, mild paranoia, and the stubborn refusal to accept baby jail as his new reality, Chris is determined to figure out why he’s here, how to survive, and whether fate really has it out for him. Because if the universe won’t give him plot armor… he’ll just have to make his own.

He had his hands in his pockets as he walked quietly to school . Backpack slung lazily on his right shoulder as hw seemed to be mumbling to himself, he was lost in his own thoughts . " Where is it ......, I can ......smell it , but I can't find it " He mumbled to himself as he looked around to see if he could find the demonic spirit. Milo could see spirits ......, all spirits , that walk upon the earth , and not just that .....he could also kill them . And eat them too. No one else can see these spirits , only he can . Today, he missed most of math class to hunt for a particular spirit. It would probably add a few more weeks to his life . If he could find it that is.

Check out patreon.com/adam_23_books - it will include collections of books and audio books In a world plagued by the relentless scourge of the undead and ferocious mutant creatures, one man finds himself at the heart of an extraordinary culinary adventure. Meet Xiao Feng, an ordinary chef who, by a twist of fate, awakens in a city overrun by zombies and bizarre mutants. Yet, amidst the chaos and devastation, he discovers a remarkable gift – the power of Culinary Mastery. Xiao Feng's restaurant, "Great Potential," becomes an oasis of safety in a city teeming with danger. Its mysterious defenses not only keep the undead hordes at bay but also shield it from the most devastating of calamities. Armed with a unique set of culinary skills, Xiao Feng embarks on a journey of survival, innovation, and flavor in a world where the distinction between life and death has blurred. As Xiao Feng ventures out into the treacherous streets of the fallen city, he encounters both the undead and living survivors, each with their own unique abilities and stories. His culinary creations not only fill empty stomachs but offer incredible attributes and power-ups to those who partake. But the challenges are enormous, and some encounters prove that not all monsters are mindless. With a growing menu of mutant ingredients and an expanding array of skills, Xiao Feng must navigate a treacherous path of survival while unlocking the secrets of his newfound abilities. He strives to complete missions issued by a mysterious system and unlock the full potential of his culinary prowess. "Doomsday, Let's Open a Restaurant" is a tale of resilience, creativity, and culinary artistry set against a backdrop of horror and uncertainty. Join Xiao Feng as he turns the art of cooking into a lifeline, serving hope on a plate and defying the apocalypse one dish at a time. Will his unique culinary skills be enough to survive in this nightmarish world?

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