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Never Lose Your Smile Skull

Cameraman Never Dies

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!
CloudCatcher · 202.2K Views

Almost, Always, Never

I remember whispering those words, my voice swallowed by the wind as I gazed at him from afar—the boy who once promised me forever. “I’ll find you when we grow up. I’ll search the world just to be with you again.” He had said it with such certainty, as if the universe itself had written our fate in the stars. I held onto that promise like a lifeline. But time has a cruel way of unraveling even the strongest of vows. I waited. And waited. And waited. But he never came back. When I finally searched for him, desperate to fill the aching void he left behind, I found him—smiling, holding someone else’s hand, walking beside her like she was his world. I became nothing more than a stranger to him, a forgotten chapter in his story. Yet, in that single moment, my heart shattered as if I had been foolish enough to believe love could defy time. “I searched and found you,” he murmured, standing before me once more, his gaze unreadable. But fate is unkind. I had spent years chasing a shadow, drowning in an ocean of longing, only to reach the shore and realize he had already built a home without me. “I loved you… Goodbye.” I turned away, but he caught my wrist, his grip trembling. “Please,” he pleaded, “this time might be ours.” Tears spilled down my cheeks, but I pulled away. I had spent too long waiting for him to return, only to find that love had never truly been mine to keep. “I still love you,” I whispered to the wind. “And I’m glad that, for a moment, you knew.” That night, I lay in bed, feeling both relieved and empty, my heart a battlefield of memories and unfulfilled dreams. Years passed. I grew older. I lived, I breathed, but I remained alone. And one day, as sleep embraced me like an old friend, I wondered—would my heart ever stop searching for him? Or would someone finally find me and lead me toward a destiny where love no longer meant waiting in vain?
Helixj · 120 Views

Born to Love You, Cursed to Lose You

Raelvar, the Shadow Phoenix, was born into a revered lineage of warriors who ruled the skies with vast celestial armies. Destined for greatness yet haunted by an inner emptiness, he longed for something beyond conquest. Aelthara, the Goddess of the Wild and eternal guardian of nature, embodied everything Raelvar was not—mysterious, untamed, and deeply attuned to primal magic. At a celestial gathering, Raelvar was instantly captivated by her ethereal beauty and commanding presence. While others fawned over him, she regarded him as just another warrior-prince, blinded by pride and destruction. Obsessed with her defiance and raw spirit, Raelvar’s initial admiration soon transformed into an all-consuming desire. He attempted to win her favor with grand gestures—summoning storms, crafting golden clouds, and offering powerful relics. Yet Aelthara remained indifferent, uninterested in treasures or power, and steadfast in her belief in love and harmony. Her rejection only deepened his fixation until his admiration warped into possessiveness; he began to monitor her every move, seeking to control whom she met and where she went. However, Aelthara’s heart had already chosen another: Elyon, the Silver Serpent. Their bond, transcending time and steeped in destiny, offered her the balance of wisdom and strength she cherished—a stark contrast to Raelvar’s aggressive nature. Confronted with the truth that her love lay elsewhere, Raelvar’s obsession twisted into fury. He could not fathom Aelthara choosing a being he deemed lesser, and the very thought drove him to madness. Elyon was no mere rival but a thief, in his eyes, who had stolen what was rightfully his. Blinded by rage and possessiveness, Raelvar betrayed all he once stood for. In the sacred Church where Aelthara and Elyon had vowed their eternal love, he struck with merciless precision, ending Elyon’s life. This act shattered Aelthara’s heart, and in her grief and fury, she cursed him. Condemned to an endless cycle of reincarnation, Raelvar was doomed to wander through lifetimes in torment, forever searching for a love he could never reclaim. Thus, Raelvar’s once-brilliant love—now corrupted by obsession and power—became his greatest downfall. What began as admiration for Aelthara’s untamed spirit ended in betrayal and ruin. For when love is possessed and forced, it loses its purity and becomes a path to devastation.
Phenom1 · 2.1K Views
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