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What Happens After Kurama Dies

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 · 184.1K Views

What Comes After?

What comes after the end? The inescapable void? A relentless darkness where hope is nothing but a distant memory? Who do you trust when you can’t even trust yourself? When the echoes of your past mistakes haunt every step, and the shadows seem to whisper your deepest fears? I asked myself these questions before and after Z-day. I ask them every waking moment, but the answers never come. They never have, and I don’t think they ever will. In a world stripped of its humanity, where survival is the only law, the truth feels like a luxury we can no longer afford. I know that those left behind are the worst of humanity—the scavengers, the betrayers, the ones who have embraced the darkness. But there are also others who fell at the last minute, those who clung to their last shreds of decency before the end swallowed them whole. Some are burdened with crimes that seem small compared to the horrors that now plague the earth, yet the punishment is the same for us all. The doctrine says that sin is sin, no matter the good intentions behind it. I guess they were right. This world is unforgiving, and it doesn’t care about the reasons that led us here. Do I hate it here? Yes, I do. Every breath I take in this poisoned air is a reminder of what we’ve lost. Do I regret being here? Of course not, because I have a sister to protect. She’s my only tether to what’s left of my humanity, my only reason to keep fighting when everything else has been reduced to ash. My name is Paul Okonkwo, and I will get her safely through this hell on earth, even if it’s the last thing I do. No matter what this broken world throws at us, no matter how deep I have to sink into the darkness, I will be the shield that keeps her safe. Because in the end, that’s all that matters—keeping her alive, keeping her safe, even if it means sacrificing what little is left of myself.
Wisdom_Okolue · 667 Views

After she died, Mr. Bo cried like a dog at the grave

However, Qiao Yu's departure did not make Bo Hanshi give up the search. He began to frantically search for a woman named Qiao Yu, and his voice, his appearance, and even his personality began to change. He no longer just needs someone like Qiao Yu, he has to find her, it can only be her. He muttered to himself: "Qiao Yu, come back, I am willing to repeat the mistakes of the past, this time, you can play me to death." His world has lost its color, and only thoughts and regrets for Qiao Yu remain.However, six years have passed by like a fleeting breath, and everything has undergone earth-shaking changes. Qiao Yu, from that high-ranking young lady, has become a single mother. Life has pushed her to the edge of food and clothing. Her face no longer has the smile of the past, only humbleness and loneliness remain. And Bo Hanshi has transformed from a humble talented man into a man of the hour on the Forbes rich list. His eyes still have that loneliness, but they are more dignified and unparalleled domineering. When they met again, Bao Hanshi's eyes were scarlet. He leaned against Qiao Yu's ear and said bitterly: "Qiao Yu, thanks to you, I am where I am today." His voice was full of hatred. Meaning and self-deprecation. Qiao Yu raised her head and bit her lower lip to hold back the tears in her eyes. There was a trace of fearlessness in her smile: "Then Mr. Bo should thank me. If it weren't for me, Qiao Yu, Mr. Bo would still be the poor boy with nothing. " As time passed, their relationship became more complicated. Bo Hanshi pushed her into the corner, with anger and pain in his eyes: "Qiao Yu, how dare you marry someone else and have children?" But there was only deep despair in Qiao Yu's eyes. In the end, Qiao Yu chose to walk towards the vast and deep sea and jumped down. She said: "In Baohan, I gave this life to you. Now, I don't owe you any more." At that moment, her figure disappeared at the end of the sea, leaving only Baohan's cry and pain. However, Qiao Yu's departure did not make Bo Hanshi give up searching. He began to search frantically for a woman named Qiao Yu. His voice, his appearance, and even his personality began to change. He no longer just needs someone like Qiao Yu, he has to find her, and it can only be her. He murmured to himself: "Qiao Yu, please come back. I am willing to make the same mistakes again. This time, you can kill me." His world has lost its color, leaving only his longing and regret for Qiao Yu.
lixiaomeng0831 · 621 Views
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