Kenjiro Tsuda Voices

How massive must the wealth of a family that has been passed down for five thousand years be? Sometimes, you’ll never know how rich your family really is until you push your parents a bit! Only after inheriting his family's five-thousand-year fortune did Zhang Menglong realize that the joy of the wealthy is so simple. Bank president, "Mr. Zhang, please, I beg you to deposit your money with our bank, and you can set the interest rate!" Huaxia's top wealthy second generation, "Does the whole world belong to your family or what?" World's richest person, "I feel like I am just a poor man!" European Royal Family, "Mr. Zhang, are you lacking a girlfriend? If you are, would you mind finding one? If not, would you mind one more? What do you think about our country's princess?" Latter, Zhang Menglong found out that the college his parents left him was the most impressive thing. Actually, being a dean turned out to be even more joyful than being the world's richest person!

LOVE ATTRACTS BOUNDARIES... OR DOES IT? All Deepika had to do was hang on for dear life on the back of a truck, for her to meet Adrian Makini, a Kenyan smuggler driving a truck in India, a place well known for caste discrimination and brutal honour killings. As both Deepika and Makini fall in love, they both come to the realization of how much Deepika's family is willing to straighten Deepika, alongside how much an entire tribe is willing to raise their voices, demanding justice for their rights and Deepika's, based on how much discrimination they've had to face in India. INSPIRED BY TRUE EVENTS.

"But I'm the most insignificant female of my pack, I'm unworthy of the position you're giving me." I muttered, the voices from the past pulling me, screaming against my shameless desire to covet what aren't mine, the emperor and the royal stature before me. I fled the capital, hoping for his freedom and happiness. The emperor's blood boil at the sight of the empty chambers. "Where's my empress?!" -------------------------------- Karah of the icy regions was born with painful lesions on her body. Her simplistic dream of belongingness and acceptance, led her to more than what she asks for. Will she ride the currents of her obligation or be enamored with the beguiling of her own heart?

In the heart of a bustling metropolis, a group of people wakes up inside a towering skyscraper, each confined to a cage suspended from the building's exterior. The captors? A mysterious group known as "The Architects", whose motives are hidden behind encrypted messages and distorted voices. Each prisoner is given a bionocular—a high-tech device that allows them to see and communicate with other prisoners in their respective cages.

On his deathbed, Yun Guo accepts an enigmatic voice’s offer of a second chance, sacrificing his sight to rewrite his fate. Awakening in a mysterious new world instead of his past, Yun must navigate its dangers blind, guided only by instinct and a cryptic voice. Tasked with restoring balance to the realm, he embarks on a perilous quest tied to an ancient artifact and secrets of his own soul. In this world of light and shadow, Yun must confront his past, forge new paths, and discover whether redemption is truly possible—or if he’s been led into darkness.

Isis walked slowly into the bathroom, her heart beating with unease. She heard muffled voices, followed by soft chuckles. Her steps faltered. The voices were familiar — a man’s deep tone mixed with a woman’s gentle laughter. A cold feeling crept through her chest. She recognized them, but she desperately hoped she was wrong. With trembling hands, she moved closer to the door, the sounds becoming clearer. Her breath caught as she gently pushed the door open. The sight before her made her freeze in shock. Barry, the man she loved and planned to propose to, stood in the small bathroom, holding Melisa — her friend. His lips, smudged with lipstick, confirmed what words couldn’t. Time seemed to stop as her gaze locked on them. A wave of pain shot through her, leaving her numb. The door creaked under her shaky hand, drawing their attention. Barry spun around, panic flashing in his eyes. “I… I can explain,” he stammered, wiping at the lipstick on his mouth with trembling fingers. Isis felt hot tears roll down her cheeks. Her vision blurred, her chest tightened, and without a word, she turned and ran.

Born to become a vampire hunter but cursed with one eye and a short stature, Alex Pistol can only watch as her siblings become what she never could. Alex wants to have a calling to the legacy her family carries, but the only thing calling to her is the blood running through the veins of others. It entices her, but so do the voices in her head.

How long can one ignore the voices in their head? Nine years. To Mark, that was the limit. For the majority of his life, Mark White has been fighting a constant battle for his sanity. The voices in his head pushed him toward madness one whisper at a time, and the music he used to ward against them was gradually losing its effects. As his mental state slowly deteriorated, Mark spent more of his time working on a game he had been developing and lamenting his lack of romantic experience. One night, the voices dealt him a powerful blow, bringing their battle to an end. To his surprise, Mark won the battle, but that came at a great cost. The voices might have disappeared, but a visual hallucination arrived to replace them, taking the form of a character from his game: Maids VS Apocalypse. Little did he know that the real apocalypse was already coming for him. ========================================= RANK UP CHALLENGE! Extra chapters will be released for each goal achieved! Week 04 (from 06/01/2025 to 12/01/2026 )  A new year is upon us, everyone! Let's race to the top of these rankings! 1st goal is 80 Power Stones or 30 Golden Tickets 2nd goal is 140 Power Stones or 50 Golden Tickets 3rd goal is 240 Power Stones or 60 Golden Tickets 4th goal is 340 Power Stones or 70 Golden Tickets An extra chapter for each goal! I will be looking forward to your support! Remember to vote for the series with both Power Stones and Golden Tickets! ============================================= Road Royal Check out my other work! Valkyrie Smash.

Tapiwa once had a tremendous dream, in a society where males were superior to women, women had few rights or voices, and in a world where magic and skills were superior to all else. Her dream was to marry a gorgeous, faithful, and caring husband and become the only mistress of the house, leaving her natal family, where she lived under pressure and in the shadows of her siblings. Growing up in a world where polygamy was common and siblings turned on one another. Tapiwa just wanted a place to live and to be in a monogamous relationship in a world where magic was present and sibling rivalry was fatal, especially because only a few could become mages. What she thought was the perfect beginning to a lovely dream became a nightmare that tormented her for a decade. Tapiwa divorced her spouse and fled to an unknown location where her relatives and friends could not find her. Tapiwa thought she had no reason to live in this world anymore, but that changed when she saved an old lady, who endowed her with heavenly graces, giving her power and a second chance at life. Tapiwa, armed with this divine blessing, decided to perform the impossible in a world where women were nothing more than child bearers. She was going to do everything she could with what she now had to empower women and establish a better future, not just for herself, but also for the women who didn't have a voice. She was going to fight for all women, mages and not, to make sure their voices were heard, they were seen, and, most importantly, they were treated like the queens they were born to be. She was going to fight for supremacy against all obstacles, and nothing or no one was going to stop her.

Do you ever imagine there's another world running right beside ours? . . . “Why don’t we put this in?" A woman speaks, her voice smooth, almost affectionate. “Nah, that’s too overpowered. Let’s add something different. Something… darker.” Then, a man’s voice interrupts, firm and unyielding. “Hey! Why don’t we make him a vampire?” The woman’s voice perks up, excited. A chill goes through me. Make what! vampire? Who! Me?! What—what are they talking about? The man lets out a skeptical grunt. “A vampire? Sure, that’s interesting, but it's too OP. Let's add something to balance it.” “Okay, okay,” she says, her tone still light, as though designing some casual new toy. “But let’s change the species—no blood-sucking from humans. It’s been done to death, too cliché right?” Blood-sucking? Humans? My mind spins. Are they actually talking about turning me into… some kind of creature? “Well,” the man chuckles, “there’s plenty else he could prey on in this world, isn’t there? We’ll give him something else to feed on.” The voices continue, completely oblivious to my horror. I lie helpless, only able to listen as they throw around options, shaping me, deciding my fate. My heart—if I even have one—pounds in the emptiness. I can’t see, move, or speak. But in their hands, I’m becoming something, one twisted decision at a time.

Amidst the eerie silence of an unfamiliar hall, a cacophony of confused voices rose, mingling in a chorus of bewilderment. "Where are we?" "What happened?" "I thought I died!" Each utterance hung in the air, a testament to the collective disbelief gripping the room. As the haze of confusion lifted, disjointed memories surfaced, fragments of lives cut short by tragedy. "I remember... I was stabbed..." ventured one voice, echoed by another's affirmation of a similar fate. "I... I died in a plane crash," muttered a third, only to be met with a stunned agreement from a fellow survivor. Amidst the chaos of bewildered voices, one man stood apart, his expression a mask of contemplation amidst the turmoil. As his companions recounted their brushes with death, his mind churned with questions, each more confounding than the last. "I got shot... I remember it vividly," he murmured to himself, his voice barely audible above the din. "So how am I still here?" The enigma of their shared resurrection gnawed at him, compelling him to seek answers in the depths of his memories. With each revelation of a paired demise—a male and female, bound by the same tragic fate—a flicker of recognition ignited within him. "This... this seems familiar," he mused, the pieces of a puzzle slowly coalescing in his mind. But the picture remained incomplete, obscured by the fog of uncertainty that shrouded their surroundings. As the words "pairs, pairs, pairs" echoed in his mind like a cryptic mantra, a sudden realization struck him with the force of a revelation. "It can't be... don't tell me..." he whispered, his voice trembling with disbelief. With a sense of urgency, he began to scan his surroundings, searching for any sign or clue that could confirm his suspicions. Then, as if guided by an unseen force, his gaze shifted upwards, and there, bathed in an ethereal light, stood an angelic figure with golden apparel, its gaze fixed upon him with a warm smile. The sight took his breath away, filling him with a mixture of awe and trepidation. The man's heart raced as faced a real angel, his mind struggling to comprehend the surreal encounter unfolding before him. The angel's words, spoken with an air of amusement, only deepened the enigma shrouding their meeting. "I never expected anyone to notice me," the angel remarked, a hint of playfulness in its voice. "I was concealing my presence to let everyone fully calm down, but to think someone noticed me. Just who are you?" Ethan's disbelief and confusion intensified at the angel's question. "Eh... Ethan Rivers," he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. As Aurelia, the angel, finally revealed himself to the bewildered assembly, a hush fell over the room, each soul drawn in by his radiant presence and commanding aura. Ethan's gaze lingered on Aurelia. "Greetings, lost souls," Aurelia declared, his voice resonating with a majestic power that seemed to fill the very air around them. "I am Aurelia, and I shall be your guide to your new life." As Aurelia extended his arms in a gesture of welcome, Ethan felt a surge of rage and hesitation, "This it bad, really bad."

David Marsh's carefree existence was disrupted when the shocking news of his classmate's attempted suicide reverberated through the school halls. As he struggled to comprehend the turmoil that had driven his classmate to such desperation, a mysterious voice echoed within David's mind. The voice, friendly and benevolent, harbored no sinister intent. Instead, it extended an unexpected request which was to pay a visit to the paranormal hospital where his classmate had been left alone. Join our discord server for fun, chill and to stay updated regarding novel. https://discord.gg/th6KWuRCRm Link for joining

This novel is inspired by novels where heroines can hear the villain's inner voice, but the main character is the protagonist in the original story not the villain whose voice audible to the heroines. No NTR ---- Chen Fan descends from the mountain after learning from his master for 10 years. The purpose? Of course, to enjoy life and reach the pinnacle of greatness. But there’s something strange about the girls he meets… ---- A/N : This is my first novel, and since English isn't my native language, I kindly ask for your understanding regarding any awkward phrasing or grammatical errors. Your feedback is greatly appreciated.

I heard voices in the living room. I quickly went downstairs and my husband was standing with a gorgeous woman. She had long curly hair, foxy grey eyes, upturned nose. She wore a long black dress with a which showed her creamy white legs. As I looked at her my heartbeat accelerated . BUT WHY??

The words that make readers cry—what they did to the writer. They tore at the soul, clawed their way through the heart, and demanded to be bled onto the page. This story is born not of ink but of wounds, of the fractures between black and white, snow and fire, love and hatred. In these pages, contradiction reigns. A love so fierce it ignites wars within, a hatred so tender it whispers of longing. The voices are many, yet they share one heart—a battleground where passion and betrayal, beauty and cruelty, fight for dominance. Here, the fragile walls of a mind crumble as it struggles to reconcile with the angel who became the war, with the devil who promised salvation. It’s a story of falling, of building, of breaking, and of daring to love even when it destroys. Turn the page and enter the chaos, if you dare.

I live in a metal palace. All my needs taken care of. Never will I go hungry or feel unprotected. A voice from the walls is my caretaker since I was young. I have large knights who guard me but never speak. I have no family or friends. I look out of my window to see paradise but All I want is to hear another voice besides my own and the machine. Will i ever have friends or a family?

Upon being bestowed various powers and abilities by an unknown voice, the entirety of the human race is tasked with choosing 10 people , one among of which will be crowned the "King Of Men".

Senior Server Felix stood at the front of the church, his voice steady and solemn as he greeted the congregation. “Our help is in the name of the Lord,” he intoned. “Who made Heaven and Earth,” the people responded in unison, their voices matching his reverent tone. “Today, we initiate new members into this divine and holy Order,” Felix continued. “Today, we welcome new brethren into the bosom of our Lord Jesus Christ.” At the back of the church, Louis sat on one of the few single chairs, his posture slightly slouched as his focus remained on a sheet of music in his hands. The title read, "Brightest and Best – Key of A-flat." 'Why didn’t Gramps give me an F or G? A-flat is so difficult, and I only have three days to finish it,' he grumbled silently, his brow furrowing in frustration. But he dared not voice his complaints. He could already imagine his grandfather assigning him even more difficult pieces—F-sharps and endless A-flats—as punishment. From the front of the church, a serene voice called out, “Harry! Step forward!” Louis glanced up, momentarily pulled from his inner musings. His eyes landed on a girl stepping forward from the pews. She had black hair neatly styled in a bun and striking green eyes that seemed to shine with warmth and composure. Dressed in a modest brown dress and black sandals, with a rosary resting gracefully around her neck, she exuded a calm, dignified presence. Her tanned skin and graceful demeanor only added to the aura of reverence surrounding her, befitting an Altar server. 'Sigh,' Louis thought as he brushed a hand through his white hair, his blue eyes softening with a mix of admiration and envy. 'I wonder what it’s like to be an Altar server. They all seem so pure and divine… and powerful.' Just as he returned his attention to his music, a calm, gentlemanly voice spoke beside him. “You could also be an Altar server, if you’re interested.” “Huh?” Louis blurted out, snapping his head to the side. But no one was there. “What in the name of Jesus is going on here?” he muttered, glancing nervously around. “At least you know my name,” the voice replied again, seemingly amused. “What?” Louis whispered, his heart beginning to race. "I'm certain you will be a good server," the voice said, calm yet enigmatic. Louis narrowed his eyes, still searching for its source. "Who are you?" "I have many personalities. I have many names," the voice replied with an air of mystery. "It’s your choice which one you accept." "You’re not making any sense," Louis muttered, growing more unsettled. "Blessed are those who have not seen but believed…" Before Louis could respond, his vision blurred, and the world around him seemed to melt away. He jolted awake, gasping for air. His hands clutched the crumpled sheet of music, its corners bent from his restless grip. His head teetered precariously over the edge of his bed, a faint ache in his neck reminding him of the awkward position he’d been in. "Holy Mother of Jesus!" he exclaimed as he lost his balance, tumbling off the bed in a heap of blankets and scattered papers.

The omnipotent wanderers is a story about two beings created by an unknown creator having the responsibility of protecting the creation. The unknown creator, an entity only known by its voice to them. Individually incomplete, they are unstoppable together. This is the story as they get to know about their true powers and their connection and about their journey as they fight maleficent powers of the underworld. Not possessed by the greatness of their powers, they fight alongside, guided by the voice.

Tahir, yearning for a beast hunter's life, remains an outsider in a society preparing for another war with the Aliens. A mysterious package arrives, containing a letter from the military academy and a peculiar box labeled "System." This unexpected turn awakens him to hidden abilities and the unsettling presence of two voices within his mind. Unfolding the journey with his "System." Is he destined to be a warrior, a beast hunter, or something else entirely? Can he forge his own path while embracing the looming conflict? Join Tahir on his extraordinary journey as he unlocks the "System's" potential, navigates the voices' guidance, and faces the uncertainties of war. Can he unravel the mysteries of his past and claim his place in a world teetering on the brink? Discover the answers in this captivating tale of self-discovery, hidden truths, and the fight for survival in a world on the brink.

Dreams are everything that identify a person's ideology. Dreams form ambitions, ambitions form personality, but what would happen if all of the above formed into power your dreams gift you. The larger your ambitions the stronger you're power may become. But what would happen if you dream too much?

Nkoli is on a journey to find herself while combating the voices in her head. Follow Nkoli as she stumbles down a cliff only to be lifted on the wings of love. A story of love, betrayals, compassion and purpose

"In a world where silence hides secrets, she hears everything... Growing up, Ava knew fear all too well. Her parents’ cruelty left scars deeper than anyone could see—except for her. Because Ava isn’t ordinary. She can hear people’s thoughts, each one revealing hidden truths, silent lies, and dark desires. Then one night, her parents are found dead. With no clues as to who did it, she’s taken in by a quiet stranger who seems to know more than he lets on. Her new life promises safety, but also secrets—secrets that whisper in her mind and hint at a past far darker than she could have imagined. As Ava digs deeper, she realizes that the key to unlocking her past could cost her everything. But to find out the truth, she’ll have to risk listening to the voices she fears most.

Volume 1- A painful death, all due to a misunderstanding. Julian sat there, hopeless. His death was imminent. Slowly, it all went black. "I'm... alive?" To Julian's surprise, he was not exactly dead. - Volume 2- The classroom was filled with incoherent chatter and babble, a combination of all the conversations mixed together, coming into a single ear. "Settle down, class! A former student is returning!" The normally loud classroom began to lower there voices, all shocked by the sudden and random information. No one was informed about this besides the teachers. The whispers and faint conversations continued. Creak... The door pushed open. A familiar face stepped into the classroom.

A male antagonist who was tortured to hell by those that are close to him. Later did he realize what the eyes of the government and their voices are. Thus he chose to live the life of being an serial killer and give justice to the depraved.

It is the late 2400s, the Solar System has been completely colonized. Humanity has branched out to its limits, inhabiting nearly all worlds. The First Solar Rising has occured Nine decades ago and the Second in 2470 which ended in an uneasy armistice, prior to the events of 2485, a war between the Coalition, Union and many more nations to be discovered. The Solar Risen follows multiple characters within experiencing the rise and fall of the Third Solar Rising, having their voices expressed out among both the civilian and military aspects of the world. Venture out in this story to find death, loyalty, treachery and war.

In the land of Drakastradorn, where magic exists, so does many races..friendly, neutral or hostile, exists a race called "The above order", leaded by the order of the crimsons, & the queen Marafyre THE absolute, a tyrannical monarch, standing against the hierarchy is The rebel alliance of Drakastradorn, one man woke up, not knowing much what happened, his name was Shotaro, Mugyiwara Shotaro, woke in a jungle naked, he meets an Elf ranger & befriended her, but there was a problem, Shotaro, althroght knew he was from earth, had a blury past, he didn't knew how he was transported in this world..was it a truck?.....was it a train or bus?...did he got summoned, he doesn't know, he gets cursed with fate worse than. death by a black Katana that keeps following him around, along with the misfortune ridden artefact he is hearing voices, he must also find the secret of those voices...that tell him to..save people ..Keep moving forward . Shotaro: journey of a hero is an action pack, dark, gritty, r rated story about a man that kept moving beyond the misfortune of his new life, it also have the charm of the isekai genre... but presents it in a different way.

All I ever wanted was for famous detectives like Sherlock Holmes or Arsène Lupin to appear in my dreams and share their wisdom. But instead, why am I hearing the voices of notorious serial killers in my head, guiding me to solve a string of mysterious cases?

A child cursed from birth or maybe not totally cursed ok fine he is cursed but just a little bit

It was a very normal day for the inhabitants of planet Earth when an emotionless robotic voice resounded in every creature's mind. "Unawakened Planet#54673242 discovered" "Initiating Awakening" When mankind had finally adapted to these changes, the voice of the System rang once again. "Tutorial has ended. A war will be initiated for the ownership of Planet#54673242." Mankind fought long and hard but they were still no match for their enemies. Mankind lost. Ezekiel or Zeke as his friends knew him, was a researcher. He was one of the wisest humans and there was a spear sticking through his chest. As he was dying, he heard the System's voice. "Activation prerequisites met." "Activating Skill: Glitch???" "Remaining Uses: None" The last thing he heard before dying was, "You human vermin finally lost. This planet now belongs to the...wait! What is happening? Why is the Sys@#$%@$..." ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This is a regression novel. Also, check out my other book, Chaos Chronicles: Rise of the Cosmic Archon[Remastered] Cover by Forteller. For comissions, contact him at: maxisjay7@gmail.com