Limgrave Mausoleum

The action takes place on an alternative Earth, which is subject to a system similar to the game one. Here people create characters and bring them into the real world. Creatures appear that could not appear naturally. These are cute animal girls, creepy battle dolls, and also strange animals with antennas that spread a signal that can control other beings.

"Yunding Tiangong" is a thrilling adventure novel that delves into the mysterious world of ancient Chinese tombs and hidden treasures. The story follows a protagonist who, after surviving a fall off a cliff, awakens in a hospital with severe injuries and memory loss. Gradually recovering, he learns of his connection to an enigmatic underground palace known as the Dragon Tower Palace, a mausoleum with secrets that span millennia. Alongside a group of adventurers, including a resourceful man named Pan Zi, they explore the perilous ice caverns and uncover cryptic inscriptions and formidable guardians. The narrative intertwines historical elements with supernatural occurrences, leading to unexpected revelations and heart-stopping encounters.

The people of the State of Chen know that their little princess who was born to be proud has fallen from the altar, but they also know that the way she behaves needs no comment from others. Since the retreat three into the royal mausoleum, is for the future of a thousand miles. She saw it happen, she knew the truth, and she knew that the man would reappear. He knew why the former king of Chen had died, and he knew that the world was full of people who wanted to kill him. Even so, he still escorted the coffin to Chen himself, and therefore received the sword of the princess GUI. "When you came, all I wanted was to keep you safe."

In the vast desert of Kafak floats the mausoleum of 1000 coffins. Oren, the ex-chief of the Wazir clan was the only human to ever walk out of the mausoleum alive after disappearing for 5 years near the site. But this Oren is quite different. Also he carries a strange book and an exquisite golden feather. Oren questions himself "Why am I here? What is this mausoleum? What is this book and feather doing on my lap? How did I end up in a desert? More importantly, why is my stomach grumbling so loud?!!!!...I need food!!!! In search of food and answers to his questions, oblivious of what fate destiny has woven for him, Oren walks through the unknown winds. I do not own the cover. All credits go to it's original creator.

When you have possessed a character in a novel, even a wicked woman is possessed by aristocratic love. She possessed the final monster the male lead has to kill, the devil’s daughter. “It’s your favorite finger necklace!” The Maas whose basic base is kidnapping and murder. I couldn’t live with these guys for 5,000 years. Hang in there, just play the role as the original and go to the next novel! God, can there be such a coincidence? I can’t believe I’m picking up a man. Besides, what eight-year-old Kiel says is unusual. “You can eat it.” “Hey… I’ll raise you hard, so come and kill the devil’s daughter later.” *** He appeared like a ray of light on the dark mausoleum. You have to kill me like in the original. “I’ll do whatever Bella wants, so… come next to me.” He’s becoming more and more obsessed with me. His slender fingers grazes his knuckles, touching his deep heart.

The Fields of Elysium were progressing quite similarly in the manner of Earth (i.e the living) It's markets were dictated by the paper money and junk that found it's way to the world dimension or plane that the Underworld was located. It's economy ran based on the money printed and created by those still alive, which were strips of paper with specialized ink stains called legacy money. This money held the blessing and the breath found only among the living and was difficult to counterfeit, but not impossible. Other objects of dedication suck as statues, cars, and even spirits of art, craftsmen masterpieces, swords, unfinished paintings, arias, secret messages could be found among the most venerated mansions and mausoleums. In this world all the bonds and promises made above were washed away, severed. Few among the living dared or even could visit. Most souls took it to create a second chance. This wasn't hell or heaven, purgatory or a waiting room, but rather a place to visit and stay. Some choose to stay, some disappeared, both heaven and hell coexisted as all could be found here. Various treasure hunts ensued in search of casinos and lost fortunes. Wandering spirits could be seen as was capable ministers, betrayed generals, scheming businessmen, and black-hearted villains. Ghosts of many pasts from unresolved debts and grudges existed as well. The cries and struggles of the uninspired, thoughtful philosophers and fallen empires helped to add to the chaos that was the netherworld. This was the story I originally wanted to write...however writing is hard. So this is what came out instead.

Hello. My Name is Wang Shu. I am a Theoretical Physicist and a professor by profession. My students don't call me "Professor Crazy" for no reason. Students know that I am working on something, which can make any person on this planet conclude that I’m mad, - A time Machine. Little do they know, that I’m already there. People like you think of time normally as being a straight line… Past to present to future, that’s the normal flow. I have successfully figured out how to alter that. And one strong reason that inspired me to choose this profession and this dream was "The Terracotta Army". Current excavation of the Terracotta Army only accounts for 1% of the whole Emperor Qin’s Mausoleum, just the tip of the iceberg. But even on this little “tip”, there are still many mysteries waiting to be uncovered. And this was my dream - to uncover all the mysteries related to these warriors. Little did I know that my actions could lead to something that would completely change the world that we live in - "The Return of the Terracotta Army".

In the majestic chambers of the Imperial Mausoleum, where Ranavian Emperors find eternal rest, one frequently encounters elevated golden figures. Crafted from pure gold, these statues immortalize the great leadership of each Emperor. Yet, each figure paled in size next to the colossal statue at the heart of the Mausoleum, bathed in moonlight streaming from the sky. The central figure loomed over the other statues, seemingly diminishing their accomplishments in its towering presence. The statue wasn't made from pure gold like anyone else, but rather from magical diamonds which glistened in the light. The entire work of art told you that this is the most important among all great leaders, of the woman who changed the world. Empress Elissa, The Lunar Queen, Chosen of the moon, Mother of the continent. This is her story.. =============================== This is not a your generic kingdom building fantasy medieval novel! there will be no system, no generic romance plot, no sugar coat romance and no Yuri! (but there will be some Academy drama) The MC will be navigate through 15th century feudal wars up until the Napoleonic age. expect Faith, Steel and Gunpowder!

A college dropout named Jake makes a living driving an unlicensed taxi. By chance, he rescues the city's popular female anchor, but he soon discovers that she is being hunted by killers. During the ensuing chase, the pursuers die in a car accident, leaving Mo Xiaoyu and the anchor with a shared secret. Thanks to the anchor, Jake becomes an apprentice to the curator of the city's museum, learning artifact appraisal and restoration. Utilizing his newfound skills, he makes a name for himself in the antiques world but quickly finds himself caught in an even larger web of intrigue. The story unfolds through layers of deception, involving various classes and factions, the mystery of artifacts, adventures in the underworld, treasure hunting, and tomb raiding. The narrative unveils the enigmatic tomb of the Western Xia royal family and the lost treasure of Shi Dakai, along with the key to Qin Shi Huang's mausoleum, all meticulously detailed in the book.

Corbyn was a normal boy, until one day, trying to escape from some thieves who wanted to take the little he had, he decided to hide in the cemetery when he noticed something strange that caught his attention: a woman was entering a mausoleum, at a time of night when the cemetery was supposed to be closed to all visitors. However, when the curious decides to look for what he shouldn't, Corbyn is heir to a new system that will allow him to defend himself and walk among the living dead, because that same night, they will emerge from the tombs to go for their next victim.

When you have possessed a character in a novel, even a wicked woman is possessed by aristocratic love. She possessed the final monster the male lead has to kill, the devil’s daughter. “It’s your favorite finger necklace!” The Maas whose basic base is kidnapping and murder. I couldn’t live with these guys for 5,000 years. Hang in there, just play the role as the original and go to the next novel! God, can there be such a coincidence? I can’t believe I’m picking up a man. Besides, what eight-year-old Kiel says is unusual. “You can eat it.” “Hey… I’ll raise you hard, so come and kill the devil’s daughter later.” *** He appeared like a ray of light on the dark mausoleum. You have to kill me like in the original. “I’ll do whatever Bella wants, so… come next to me.” He’s becoming more and more obsessed with me. His slender fingers grazes his knuckles, touching his deep heart.

SYNOPSIS The night unfolded in a symphony of shadows, the moon casting its pale glow upon the cobblestone streets. As the clock struck midnight, a lone figure emerged from the darkness, shrouded in mystery. His name was Victor Blackwell, a man whose past was veiled in the secrets of a bygone era. The streets were hushed, and the air carried a whisper of suspense as Victor navigated the narrow alleys with the ease of a cat on the prowl. His coat billowed in the cool night breeze, and his piercing eyes scanned the surroundings, ever watchful for the unseen. In the heart of the city, a dilapidated mansion stood as a relic of forgotten grandeur. Its windows were like vacant eyes, staring into the depths of time. Victor approached with a sense of purpose, his steps echoing through the silence. The mansion held the key to a truth buried beneath layers of deceit. The door creaked open, protesting the intrusion of an unexpected visitor. Victor stepped into a dimly lit foyer, where the musty scent of antiquity lingered. A grand staircase ascended to the upper floors, each step echoing the echoes of a once vibrant history. As Victor delved deeper into the mansion's secrets, he unearthed the fragments of a tragic tale. Love betrayed, alliances shattered, and a darkness clung to the very walls of the forsaken abode. He traced the steps of those who came before him, following the spectral imprints of their existence. The rooms whispered with the weight of untold stories, and Victor found himself ensnared in a web of intrigue. A portrait on the wall seemed to gaze accusingly, revealing the visage of a woman whose eyes held the secrets of a thousand unspoken words. Her story entwined with Victor's own, a connection that transcended the boundaries of time. As the night wore on, Victor uncovered the threads of a conspiracy that spanned generations. The mansion, once a haven, had become a mausoleum for the truth. With each revelation, the shadows retreated, unveiling a tale of redemption and retribution. The first light of dawn painted the sky in hues of rose and gold as Victor emerged from the mansion, his quest fulfilled. The secrets that had haunted the night were now laid bare, and the city could breathe again. Victor Blackwell, a solitary figure in the early morning light, vanished into the folds of the awakening city, leaving behind the echoes of a night steeped in mystery and revelation.

I am the only one who can do it, and the mastermind behind the scenes makes the whole world think that the spiritual energy is revived! Lu Chen got a system that allows him to flash back to the past. As long as he performs a big scene and drama, he can get extraordinary rewards - 12 hours ago, he acted bravely and saved a life. 3 days ago, I played the role of a mysterious and terrifying vampire in the hospital late at night. 1 month ago, I played the role of an immortal cultivator high in the mountains, flying with a sword and slaying demons. One hundred and fifty years ago, a mysterious wizard walked in the haze of England. Three hundred years ago, the mythical stories that should have been in the storybooks are truly reproduced! Two thousand years ago, he became the immortal worshiped by Qin Shihuang in the history books to pray for the elixir of immortality, and built the immortal mausoleum with his own hands! As various ancient ruins begin to be excavated, the mysterious and extraordinary organizations you have established in various capacities over the past millennium gradually surface. In an instant, the whole world was shocked! Is the spiritual energy really revived? !

14th August, is our INDEPENDENCE DAY and it means a day when we had got freedom not only from our ruthless rulers but freedom from humiliation. At this day we got our own identity and our own valves. Pakistan came into being in 1947 as a sovereign state. 14th August is a day when, efforts of our national heroes are appreciated and celebrated and a day when we get our name and respect. Being Muslims we have our own values, traditions and religion. We Muslims celebrate this day with complete satisfaction and pleasure of being in a separate region where we enjoy freedom of living in every way. Pakistan is a democratic parliamentary federal Islamic republic state. Pakistan has its four provinces, Punjab, Sindh, Baluchistan and Khyber Pakhtunkhwa. The day is a national holiday in Pakistan and is celebrated all over the country with flag raising ceremonies, tributes to the national heroes and fireworks taking place in the capital, Islamabad. President and prime minister delivers speeches and in the speech, the leaders highlight the achievements of the government, goals set for the future and in the words of the father of the nation, Quaid-i-Azam, bring "Unity, Faith and Discipline" to its people. Day starts with flag raising ceremonies in the Capital city Islamabad and so in all major cities in Pakistan. March parade and exchange of guard’s ceremonies takes place on the Quaid-i-Azam’s mausoleum.