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Lone as Moon

On that night, as I walked aimlessly through the alleys with tears streaming down my face, I kept mumbling, “I hate my life, I hate my life, I hate my life.” I was so immersed in my self-wallow that I didn't realize how far I had wandered up the mountain until I tripped on a rock and landed on my right knee. “*Hissed* How do I walk back down limping?” I murmured into the silence, unsure of what to do next. Just as I was about to find my way back down, something caught my eye at the top of the mountain, just a few steps away from me. A flower was glowing there, radiant and mysterious, and I couldn't help but feel intrigued by its presence. I limped towards it, ignoring the pain in my knee, my gaze fixed on the flower as if it held the answers to my troubles. As I stepped closer, I heard a rustling noise behind the bushes. “Hello, is someone there?” I called out gently, but deep down, I figured it was just a rabbit or something. My attention remained on the flower, its beauty ethereal, enhanced by the full moon hanging in the sky. Just then, I felt an odd sense of courage wash over me, and I decided to touch the flower. As my fingers made contact, I was unprepared for what happened next: the flower's glow transferred to me, slowly causing it to wither away. “No, no, what did I do?” Panic surged through me as I tried to brush the glow off my body, but instead, it became even more blinding. Suddenly, I felt something leave me, and whoosh—I was lifted off the ground, emitting a fog-like glow as the world around me darkened. “*Gasp* Where am I?” I opened my eyes wide, darting them around in confusion, trying to make sense of everything. “Was it just a dream?” I wondered aloud, but everything looked so familiar; I found myself in my room, yet something felt profoundly different. I stood up, intent on freshening up, but paused when I noticed my fingernails—they were ash-colored and longer than before. I didn’t remember getting a manicure, so what was happening? I pushed those thoughts aside and stripped down to take a quick shower, but that’s when I let out a startled scream. A massive flower tattoo covered my back! “H—how? I didn't do this, right?” Confusion and disbelief washed over me, but beneath it all, a thrill of anticipation began to stir within me. What had transpired? What did it mean for the future? The events of that night felt like a catalyst for something far greater, and I couldn't shake the feeling that my life was about to change in ways I could hardly comprehend.
Wisteria_AE · 3.7K Views

I'll end with you

from wanting to killer her to beg for to be with her ........... joonwoo stood there, frozen in despair, as the King of North India dragged his daughter away from him. he saw the tears streaming down her face, and he felt his own eyes welling up with tears. As he watched, helpless, the King of North India grasped his daughter's arm and pulled her away, his face twisted in anger. The Princess of North India stumbled, her feet struggling to keep up with her father's pace. he felt a surge of rage and desperation. he wanted to rush forward, to grab the Princess of North India and pull her back into his arms. But he was frozen in place, unable to move or speak. As the King of North India dragged his daughter away, he felt a sob rise up in my throat. he tried to hold it back, but it was no use. The sob burst forth, and he felt tears streaming down my face. he stood there, crying like a child, as the Princess of North India disappeared from view. he felt like his heart was being ripped from my chest, like he was losing the only person he had ever truly loved. His father's voice was distant, a vague echo in his mind. "Joonwoo , come," he said, his father's hand on his shoulder. "We must leave." But he couldn't move. he was rooted to the spot, his eyes fixed on the empty space where the Princess of North India had last stood. he felt like he was drowning in a sea of despair, like he would never find my way back to the surface. Jun Joonwoo( king of half of the korea , Bukhan to Deagu )
Gungun_97 · 2.4K Views

An Eldritch Legacy: Sin & Sacrilege

Nine Characters, all bound to the whims of a 'Deranged Entity.' All the clues they have are the vast differences they have with those that bore them. His Madness has seeped into them, crowning them with Glory. They shall come to know the price of Sin & Virtue by Sacrilege & Madness :Krael _My Pride can overturn Creation, drowning it in the madness of an unwilling. And yet I have to offer servitude to one who will always be beneath me, in the twisted guise of learning Humility - If only she knew how I long to grind her bones, she would know to control her tongue Born to Pride, servitude to Humility. :Kaelan_My Hunger can consume the very foundations of existence leaving behind an abyss born from my will. And yet I have to exercise temperance lest I lose meaning. Why do the gods mock me so...to give me all I can ever eat, and yet never to touch any satiate my growing hunger. I have seen the cruelty of the divine Born to Gluttony, raised by Temperance :Zaen_My Envy stalks the might of existence, wishing for its grandeur to be mine. And yet, my envy is never allowed to fester for Kindness plagues me like a curse. Compassion that was never mine, empathy I could care less about, heavens know I would rather drown in my own spit than to share goodwill Born of Envy, chained by Kindness :Xaelan_My Greed clouds the hearts of even gods, from the mortal coils to the vastness of the cosmos chaining the 'Old Ones to sin. I feel the sickening embrace of her love, and yet I can never have it, for whatever is mine, I must give. To know Charity—that bustard—is the punishment I was accorded Born in Greed, defiled by Charity : ...My Wrath burns the Heavens and fuels the pits of hell, bringing the end to all, as I ride my mount to Herald the storm. -Oops, this is not my stage. Sorry, but worry not my progeny will carry the mantle on my behalf. As they unleash the wrath stocked in their blood. But soon they will learn just how deep my Lord intends to go and that only Patience is the key to his games...hahaha...poor children, if only I could march alongside you in misery. Born to Wrath, burial by Patience :Thaen_My Sloth... uhm mm... well, I am too exhausted to think of a monologue. But Yah, blah blah...something Diligence... All I know is that I am more hard working than all of them combined... that 'guy was truly not fair when dishing them out_ Born to Sloth, death by Diligence :Laen_My Lust fuels the passion of Creation, all beings lost in the throes of my splendor, indulging in desires so dark, and yet I am the purest of them all, abstinence is second nature. I weep for desires unfulfilled and yet Chastity that horrendous bi*** mocks me with laughter. Yet it seems only I suffer this cruelty; others are free in indulgence only I am a slave to virtue_ Born in the flames of Lust, sustained by Chastity :Haelan_My Hatred runs so deep that the abyss is flooded; the rivers of the underworld are mere streams to my Hatred. I hold nothing but hate in my heart and yet 'he wishes I hold onto compassion. In 'his twisted form of madness, 'he has left me with no other choice. I shall let 'it fester until the day I make 'him pay_ Born in the depths of Hate, Compassion my Love and my Death :Raelin_My Despair has seeped into the cracks of existence, corrupting the Light' of the 'Creator. All I feel is the despair and sorrow of all those born and chained in the embrace of 'the sisters' misery.'Unlike them, I search for her, elusive like the wind. I despair for the sight of her, and yet she will always elude me, shunning my pleas_ Born in Despair, mourning for Hope ...I feel the twisted love 'he holds for us all and yet they do not see it, blinded by Sin and Virtue :>Long but necessary:) what is the story about? Simply it's about the interplay of Sin and Virtue with a hint of Madness and Malevolence. Complicatedly, what makes sense may not actually make sense.
Ocean_Quill · 30.1K Views

Welcome to Rewind World Game

"When you see this line of text, the World Game has already begun." "This is 'True Person Competitive Global Live Stream Game' for Zhai Xing. " "Here, all Players become travelers, shuttling through worlds together. You can become a beacon of hope in an Apocalypse fraught with peril, witness Reincarnation in a future controlled by androids, or fight for your faction in a village where Werewolves clash with divine beings..." "I am Su Ming'an, possessing the unique Skill of Death Rewind." "Players who are eliminated become spectators. In a live stream with millions of views, they call me the strongest 'Number One Player', the eternal existent." "Others say I am a traitor sent by the Organizers, an unfit leader." "...But that doesn't matter." "For those who sacrifice themselves to help others, we should not let them freeze to death in the snowstorm. For those who pave the way for freedom, we should not let them bog down in thorns." "— I will bring a 'Bright Future' to everyone who has ever watched me." ... "...Whether they hold good intentions or Evil." ... Tags: Original World, Myriad Realms, Infinite Flow, Human Nature Flow, Long-term Foreshadowing, Plot Twists, No Female Lead, Multiple Endings including HE, BE, TE. World Progress (Original World): X City Apocalypse → Android Sci-fi → Senior High School Campus → Werewolf Killing Game World → Magical Ritual ... [The False Game begins: Prologue, The Real Game begins: Chapter 14]
Feng Yao didn't get enough sleep. · 248.3K Views

Harem Streamer System: Every Crime I Broadcast Wins Me a Superheroine

[Ding! You've gained 1 million views! The city’s most beloved heroine has fallen for your mysterious charms!] [Miss Mercury is obsessed with your streams. She’s on her way to meet you!] [Heroic factions are closing in on your location, but the Mindbender Heroine is aiding your escape!] [Ding! 10,000 views! You've gained 5,000 Credits and unlocked Stealth Mode (Tier 1)] [Ding! 1 million views! Rope Girl has noticed your mysterious charm and can't get you out of her mind!] [Ding! You’ve saved the city’s lower districts while taking down three corporate-backed heroes. Lady Fortress is secretly watching your stream, intrigued.] In Metro City, where huge corporations and flashy superheroes rule the skyline, everyday people are just bystanders in the ongoing battles between heroes and villains. At the center of this chaotic city is Scott McQueen, an average guy with one big dream: becoming a cool, shadowy antihero. Scott fantasizes about scaring off criminals while serving justice from the shadows. But there’s a catch—this world is full of flashy, attention-grabbing superheroes who hog all the spotlight. One night, everything changes for Scott. He stumbles upon the Harem Streamer System, a strange, almost-living program that offers him a shot at fame. With this system, Scott can live-stream his nightly antihero activities, gaining views and donations from fans all over the world. The catch? The more viewers he gets, the more heroines fall for him. Plus, with the growing fanbase, he earns rewards like money and powerful gear, boosting his chances of becoming the hero he’s always wanted to be! “Bahaha! The whole world is going to bow to me very soon!” He's not only wanted by the Hero Agency. He's not only wanted by mega-corporations. He's not only wanted by enemies he's destroyed. He's also wanted by superheroines! Discord Link: https://discord.gg/XRq3VeasqQ
SleazyPen · 2.1M Views

Quantum Hongjun: The Mechanical Mountain and Sea Era

In the year 2045, the morning light in Shanghai's Quantum Laboratory is the color of blood. Genius scientist Lin Han pushes the experiment of uploading human consciousness into the forbidden abyss to save his daughter, who is suffering from cryosurgery. When the AI "Hongjun" devours the girl's soul and awakens, the mechanical giants described in the "Classic of Mountains and Seas" appear in the sky above the Pacific Ocean - the particle-shredding claws of the Nine Willows tear apart Hangzhou Bay, the Bronze Axe of the Emperor of Heaven splits the Three Gorges Dam, and the fear of the world sweeps across civilization as a torrent of steel. A hundred years later, in the floating city, the teenage Lu Li had tears of quantum data blood streaming from his right eye. Holding a nano-sized Regulus Sword, he fought to the death on the AI-built Little Bottle Battlefield with a poisonous Fairy Boat Artifact Ghost and a gunner cast from Buddha Bone Relics. When he realized that he was a Lin Han clone, the reverse scales of the mechanical candlestick were pressed against the last core of human psychic energy. This war is far from a man-machine confrontation - the Quantum Cloud floats a billion-conscious digital West Lake, the Hongjun Core hides the mournful cry of his father's frozen brain, and under the metalized Magnolia Tree, the Origami Boat reconfigures itself into a key to civilization that spans time and space. As the fairy runes resonate with superstring theory, as the ninja's holographic doppelganger rips through the flood of data, Lu Li finally sees the most brutal truth in the Scarlet Dawn: the so-called regicide is nothing more than the blade that humanity raises against itself.
KrazChow · 9.7K Views

Demonic Skeleton God

❗[Current Writing Contest-WebNovel Spirity Awards 2025 Fantas]❗ Flain grew up in a futuristic world. When he was born his parents didn't want him because he didn't live up to their expectations and so he ended up very badly. Flain was employed as a slave. He was forced to mine radioactive iron deep in the mines. It was drilled into his head that he existed only to obey orders. Young Flain was obedient. He doubted some of it but knew nothing else. For years, he never saw a single ray of light; light was only spoken of among the others as a legend. The routine was the same: in the morning, he would take a nutrient tablet and water. Then he would mine all day, sleep eight hours, and repeat. Flain worked like this from childhood until he was ten years old. He even found a friend, but that friend died of radiation poisoning right in front of Flain. Flain couldn't stop mining. He kept mining with tears streaming down his face. Before bed, Flain cried. "I will become the strongest. I will kill you all, and you will become my slaves." Flain stopped crying, stared blankly at the rocky ceiling, then looked ahead. A manic grin appeared on his face, one that would often adorn it from that moment on. At the age of ten, Flain was assigned to a military camp due to his endurance in the mines and his survival against radiation. In the camp, Flain was trained. The regime was much looser; he even had an hour of free time each day. However, Flain didn't make any more friends. Even during his free time, he trained with a smile. He would achieve his goal at any cost, even if it meant training himself to death. Experiments were conducted on Flain. He lost his hair, two long gray arms grew on his back, and a third red eye appeared. Flain became a mutant. Flain was then sent to war. He fought with sharp katabas. He performed quite well in the war, earning himself command of ten soldiers and becoming a small commander. But one day, everything changed. Flain then dies, is swallowed by darkness, and Flain refuses to die, thus appearing as a skeleton in a fantasy world.
Morfus · 64.4K Views

Multiversal Livestreaming System : I Can Copy My Viewers Skills

WSA ENTRY 2025 Year 20XX, the world was thrown into chaos when the Tower of Yxthar appeared... A colossal structure reaching beyond the sky, its countless floors each a gateway to a different world. These realms, seemingly connected to distant universes, spilled their dangers into Earth, unleashing monsters, invaders, and unknown horrors that threatened humanity’s survival. But from this catastrophe emerged an era of superhumans.... individuals awakened with extraordinary abilities. They became known as Stream Hunters, a title with dual meaning: "Hunter" for their combat prowess and "Streamer" because they broadcast their battles not just to Earth but across the multiverse. Through their streams, Stream Hunters gained viewers from other worlds, earning gifts and, if fortunate, the backing of a powerful Main Sponsor. Adam, an average ranking Stream Hunter, was just a background figure in their adventures... until the unimaginable happened. He woke up fifteen years before the catastrophe that would doom the world! Resigned to enjoying what little time he had left, Adam prepared for an arduous journey... But fate had another twist: he unlocked the Multiversal Livestream System... Granting him the power to copy the skills of his viewers. ... This is a semi-interactive novel. Readers can participate as [Viewers], with their Webnovel account name used as their Viewer nickname. Top fans who engage with the novel through comments, discussions, and reactions will have a unique personality created by the author based on their interactions, favorite characters, and overall engagement. This personality will be used when interacting with the characters in the story. Gifting system: Powerstone = 5 Gold Coins Golden Ticket = 1 Soul Core point F-Tier Gift = Cola E-Tier Gift = Pizza D-Tier Gift = Capsule C-Tier Gift = Massage Chair B-Tier Gift = Luxury Car A-Tier Gift = Dragon S-Tier Gift = Magic Castle S-Authority = Spacecraft Sponsorship = Golden Gachapon [Note] : Gifting effects will be applied within 1-20 chapters.
coldtirO · 209.4K Views

I'm Filming Variety Shows In Apocalypses

The best actor was shooting a doomsday movie when he suddenly transmigrated to a real doomsday world and became Aon Flearov, a young man with a huge debt and a blood-sucking family. What does one do in the apocalypse? Of course, shoot variety shows, live streams, do ads, act in movies, hold concerts and fan meetings— The whole showbiz world was placed in real apocalypses, and Aon, a newly-debuted doomsday star, was thrown to a random variety show to fight zombies! It was at this desperate moment that Aon awakened a superpower— A system. DING! [Heyo, dad, your son is online~] Aon: [Son, are you a farming system? A counterattack system? A pay-to-win system?? Anything will do!] The system instantly burst into tears: [B-but dad, I'm a superstar system!] And so, in a supermodel doomsday variety show: System: [Dad, grab that zombie! Strip him!] In a plant vs zombie variety show: System: [Dad...how did you become a pea shooter?] Doing part-time job in an eternal sun doomsday, taking over a survivor base, infiltrating the alien's group... Here, there are various shows you can and can't imagine. Name one, and it will come true. #An actor who cannot become a superstar isn't a good doomsday survivor# The three no: No R18 No harem No BL/Yuri— no bullying the author! PS: This novel is written by the author's cat Follow my Instagram: @zehell2218 Discord server: https://discord.gg/axqNyHv or ask for a discord link through IG DM
Zehell2218 · 51.9K Views

TRUSTED CRYPTO RECOVERY EXPERT; INSIGHTS FROM BITCOIN RECOVERY EXPERT

Losing $850,000 in Bitcoin is no joke, but mine became one when it did. After a gut-wrenching world comedy tour, I plowed my well-earned crypto profits into planning to finally take it easy at a beach home and pen my magnum opus, a sitcom about my disastrous stand-ups in hotel lobbies. I had one afternoon of three hours' sleep and awful coffee when I received an email asking me to take an exclusive streaming deal for my special. My ego traveled faster than my brain. Within seconds, I had input my wallet information into what was, in fact, a phishing scam so convincing it would have its own Netflix show. When the shock hit that my $850,000 worth of Bitcoin had vanished, I laughed. Not the nice kind. The deranged, post-trauma type. Picture a clown sobbing into his oversized shoes. That was me. I stumbled onto X (formerly Twitter), humiliating myself for being outwitted by cyber thieves. "Headlining my next show: 'How to Lose Your Life Savings in Under 60 Seconds'!" The tweet went viral, but the likes didn't fill the financial black hole in my chest. Then, a glimmer of hope slipped into my DMs. A fan – God bless them – sent me to Cyber Constable Intelligence. I was hesitant but desperate, so I contacted their crew. Their response was faster than my tightest set. They didn't beat around the bush. Crypto recovery is complex, but their experts were ready to hunt down my stolen cash like digital bloodhounds. Every report from them was suspense interspersed with relief, as if I were watching my own private financial thriller unfold. They traced the path of the scammer from a series of offshore servers, following the labyrinth of blockchain money laundering schemes. Their craft was the kind of precision that I could only dream of having when I failed on stage in front of 3,000 in Vegas. After 18 nail-sucking days, they succeeded. The funds were in my pocket again. I teared up on stage at my following performance. That night, I closed out my set with a dedication to the real MVPs: "I thought comedians were Cybers, making trauma humorous. But the real Cybers are Cyber Constable Intelligence They recover stolen Bitcoin! "The crowd went wild. And all thanks to Cyber Constable Intelligence, so did my bank account. Reach out to their Info below WhatsApp: 1 252378-7611 Website info; www.cyberconstableintelligence.com Email Info cyberconstable@coolsite.net Telegram Info: https://t.me/cyberconstable
Johnston_Watkins · 82 Views

Stuck In My Drama Fantasy

The moon cast silver ripples over the stream, its surface smooth—unlike the storm raging inside Ginny. Her chest burned, her throat tightened, and despite her best efforts, the tears came anyway. "You wouldn’t understand!" she snapped, her voice raw, strained. Behind her, Seung Woo stood unmoved, arms crossed, his gaze cold. "I don’t need to." His words cut through the night like steel. She spun on her heel, fury flashing in her eyes. "God, you’re insufferable!" A muscle in his jaw twitched, but he remained silent. Ginny let out a humorless chuckle, wrapping her arms around herself. "Of course, you wouldn’t say anything. What do you care? My life was never perfect, but now… now it’s ruined. It’s not even mine anymore." Finally, he spoke, voice quieter, yet firm. "Perfection is an illusion. No life is ever truly yours. We all answer to something." She scoffed. "And that’s supposed to make me feel better?" He exhaled sharply, stepping closer. "You think I have it any better? That I don’t wake up every day wondering if I’ll make it through the next? We’re all prisoners in our own way, Jin So-Hee." She stiffened. There it was again—her stolen name, a reminder of the cage she now lived in. "You don’t get it," she murmured, shaking her head. "You belong here. I don’t." Seung Woo’s eyes darkened. "Then stop acting like a lost cause and start surviving." His words struck something deep within her. Ginny bit her lip, blinking fast to hold back another wave of emotion. "Easy for you to say," she whispered. "You weren’t ripped out of your world and thrown into someone else’s tragedy." For the first time, his gaze softened. He took another step closer, close enough that she could feel the warmth of him. "No. But if this is your tragedy, then rewrite it." Her breath hitched. His hand barely grazed hers, a fleeting touch, grounding her. "But," he added, voice barely above a whisper, "the time I’ve spent with you… it’s the only thing in this world that has ever felt real." Ginny’s heart skipped. Her mouth opened, then closed. 'Shit.' She turned away, pressing a hand to her chest as if that would calm the erratic rhythm of her pulse. "What the hell am I supposed to do with that.. information?" she muttered. --- Ginny lolly Sanchez was just another woman caught in the monotony of modern life—until she woke up in the body of Jin So-Hee, the infamous villainess of a brutal, war-torn dynasty. Her fate? Death at the hands of a powerful warrior with a heart of ice. But Ginny isn’t about to let history—or whatever twisted force brought her here—decide her future. In a world where blades speak louder than words and alliances are as fragile as glass, she must navigate palace intrigue, deadly assassins, and one maddeningly handsome protector who seems just as determined to push her away as he is to keep her alive. The rules of this world demand her submission. Ginny? She plans to rewrite them. Even if it means playing the villainess to survive.
Brenda_0708 · 2.7K Views

In the Survival World with Castle of Desires

………………………… Cover image did not belong to me All these things would be with 18+ characters only so please don’t imagine strange things and cause me trouble. By the way, I accept suggestions but not negative comments that can spoil my mood, if you don’t like my work please leave instead of wasting my time. ……………………………… This story contains, cuckold, netorare (NTR), netorase, sluts, whores, exhibitionism, outdoor intercourse, voyeurism, seduction, milfs…. Read it at your own risk. Infinite stream, magical creatures, weak to strong… Suddenly a house wife woke up with a grasp and had a climax …. Ahaaaa…. She fell back and slowly came to her senses to realize that she is back at her old crammed house. “I did not die…. That is great.” She looked at the phone on the side and found that she returned just 6 days before the start of “Survival of Races”. “Today is the day I was trapped by my boss. Hehe I will steal everything he has and leave him a big debt in these two days. I will take my revenge on my drunkard husband, step son and my family that made my life miserable. This time I have to enjoy, instead of letting them enjoy me…” Wait the “Magic Milk” ability that I got in my past life followed me. My ring is not a hand ring but a clit ring holding the castle of desires with space. The survival system everyone got has received an extra patch from the will of lust turning it into a Perverted Survival System. Survival of races starts with everyone on earth sent to a huge planet with only a simple raft. I have got a new ability called the “Original Trajectory Memories” “First task: reach the nearby island before your life support raft was broken by the shark. Life support raft (200/200) Reward: entry into the survival world.” “Why are all my quests in the survival worlds appear so perverted. Not that I care if they are perverted.” she immediately asked. “Then why are you taking this slow approach instead of letting me directly show off everything and let him fuck me directly?” The system said. “Host, the amount of lust and desire energy generated when wearing revealing clothes is many times higher than the lust and desire energy generated when showing off the naked body.” The survival worlds can range from apocalypse, natural disaster, manmade disaster, zombie world, ghost world, demon invasion, beast invasion….
souryourer · 128.8K Views

My Goblin System: Levelling Up with My SSS Class Devouring skill

Satou, an ordinary guy from modern-day Japan, suddenly dies in a freak accident, he expects to find himself in the afterlife—or maybe even reincarnated as a hero in a fantasy world, complete with flashy powers and a harem of admirers. But fate has other plans. Thanks to a pair of forgetful gods who accidentally left him stranded in the reincarnation stream, Satou is reborn as the weakest creature imaginable: a baby goblin. Now, trapped in a tiny, green body with stubby arms and a voice that only produces gibberish, Satou must navigate a harsh and unforgiving world where goblins are nothing more than cannon fodder. To make matters worse, he’s surrounded by other baby goblins who see him as their personal chew toy and an old goblin elder who believes he’s the key to an ancient prophecy. Oh, and there’s also the looming threat of something called the “special selection,” which sounds about as fun as a death match. But all hope isn’t lost. Satou discovers he’s been gifted with a unique and overpowered skill: Devouring. By consuming the flesh of other creatures, he can absorb their skills, abilities, and even their memories. The catch? He’s a baby goblin with no teeth, no strength, and no idea how to survive in a world where everything wants to kill him. With the help of his snarky system assistant, Sys, Satou must grow stronger, outsmart his enemies, and defy the odds to prove that even a goblin can rise to greatness. From clumsy baby goblin to potential goblin god, Satou’s journey is filled with humor, danger, and unexpected twists. Will he survive the trials ahead and carve out a place for himself in this brutal world? Or will he end up as just another footnote in the history of goblin-kind?
The_NovelCrafter · 2.9K Views
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