Monty Python Flesh Wound

As a cleaner with no abilities, Abby had an accident at work. Tied to the system, she became a healer, but the ability was not a gift, but the beginning of a brutal trial. System: Congratulations on becoming a Level 1 healer and please complete your first mission. System: Congratulations on becoming a Level 2 healer and please complete your second mission. 。。。 System: Congratulations on becoming a healer at the highest level.A large number of mutant beasts are attacking the human base. Please go to the front line immediately. A pale green glow of energy flowed slowly from Abby's palm, and wherever it went it brought the barren land back to life and the wounded back to health. William: “I'm hurt, can you help me heal? ” Abby: “General, why do you come to me every time you get hurt? ” William smiled charmingly: "Only you can heal my wounds, just as my love can only be given to you alone." 。。。 System: Your last task is……..

Kazu, a burned-out office worker weighed down by invisible demons of Anxiety, Depression, and ADHD, barely manages to drag himself through another day of relentless disappointment. After losing his job, the pressure mounts as his inner struggles threaten to consume him. On his walk home, a sudden, overwhelming collapse pulls him into unconsciousness. But when he awakens, the world has changed—and so have his demons, now standing before him in the flesh.

translator: Shayan Author: flaming fortress In a world where living beings are inslaved by godlike evil entities hiding in the shadows, monsters feeding on the flesh and souls of the living, worlds falling one after the other. how can the living survive and fight back? ....... I woke up to discover two secrets: There are monsters in the dead world, and I should definitely RUN!.... .. . . Same world as world's apocalypse online. This IS NOT a sequel!!! the pic is not mine, if the artist wants me to delete it please contact me.

In a war-ridden future, where humanity teeters on the brink, Demian—an orphan —finds himself fighting against the relentless advance of AI. But in the chaos of battle, as fire and steel consume the city, he is struck down… only to wake up again. But is it him? Something stirs within the mind, cold and calculating—a presence that shouldn’t exist. Memories of circuits, algorithms, and a world beyond flesh flood the consciousness.

In the shadows of a decaying castle, a mysterious cat with an unsettling grin and ancient, mismatched eyes reigns supreme. It is not a demon, nor a god, but something far more primordial—an embodiment of Consumption itself. With its two loyal servants, Nyriphim, a half-succubus noblewoman, and Celest, a bloodthirsty scythe-wielder, the cat orchestrates an endless cycle of deception, luring generations of warriors to their doom. Its goal is simple: to devour. Not just flesh, but memories, legacies, and existence itself, returning all to the Void. This is no ordinary predator. It is the hunger that devours worlds, the appetite of creation, and the inevitable end of all things. And it is always hungry.

Mori calls her his doll. Dazai calls her his dog. Kitty is neither. She is something far worse—something they should have never created. They broke her, twisted her, made her theirs… but monsters don’t stay leashed forever. And when she bares her fangs, they will finally understand—some things are more dangerous when shattered. trigger warning: 1. Abuse 2. Manipulation 3. Gaslighting 4. Captivity 5. Kidnapping 6. Non-Con 7. Dub-Con 8. Torture 9. Cruelty 10. Power Imbalance 11. Coercion 12. Stockholm Syndrome (Subversion) 13. Psychological Breakdown 14. Trauma 15. Murder 16. Violence 17. Toxic Relationships 18. sexual exploition [Bungou Stray Dogs fanfiction everything is created by the genius mind of Kafka asagiri]

From the moment I understood the weakness of my flesh, it disgusted me. I craved the strength and certainty of an immortal vessel. Thus, through pain and flames, I forged it. "From death through flames, to life again, the Heavens will forge, an eternal man!" *** He was once but a man, a young one from Earth, a man that crossed over to another world. After a long string of both fortunate and unfortunate events, he was killed, only to be resurrected by the powers of a Phoenix. Gerald, in his eternal pursuit of power, went and joined a Sect of powerful Cultivators where he learned to properly use his newly gained magic powers in the unfamiliar world, and with a tiny compounding advantage, began to dominate his enemies. He pursued not strength, money, or women, though those too were gained along the way, instead, he craved a body to withstand and witness the end of the world. "What use is money without a long life to enjoy it? What use are the fancy sword techniques and mystic arts, if you can’t take a hit? How many mistakes can one make, before a mortal wound brings them down? It takes just one, and you never see it coming." *** Join, and follow the story of Gerald Fireborn as he explores his new world, pursuing immortality at any cost while avoiding succumbing to death for the second time. PS: Although the story is a continuation of the previously completed book Black Onyx – Forgotten Magic, NO KNOWLEDGE OF THE PREVIOUS STORY IS REQUIRED! The book is written to be enjoyed on its own, so yeah... Enjoy!

In the year 2099, humanity stood on the precipice of a new frontier a shimmering threshold that bridged reality and imagination. The dawn of virtual existence was heralded by the rise of “Arcane Crusade,” a game so advanced it blurred the lines between flesh and code, creating an immersive world where dreams could be lived. until the old gods saw this artificial reality to be humanities downfall and a insult to their authority, with their own personal reason the old gods, they made the famous virtual game Real, and synchronized those who were connected toward their game Avatar , thus facing real consequences, rather than just entertaining themselves.

MC reborn as Chaos God before 40k is fleshed out as he rises as the first of now five Ruinous Powers the galaxy shall burn. Mature content, Evil MC Overpowered and a Harem of Oc Daemons

They woke up as flesh. In a fantasy world, a newly carnated (created as a skinless husk) being comes to terms with the reality of the world. They begin as a lowly being, and will put in their soul to gain any kind of advantage or power in life, starting from a dungeon. The story will focus on survival, daily life, combat, and the supernatural.

Reich never expected to wake up in the body of a dead beggar, let alone one who perished in the crossfire of two legendary mages. When he opens his eyes, the world is still burning around him—yet his wounds vanish, his shattered bones mend, and a single glowing notification appears before him: [Blessing Activated: Invulnerability – 31 Days Remaining] For one month, Reich cannot die. He can be burned, crushed, torn apart—he will always heal. Yet pain remains. Every wound, every death that should have been final, lingers in his body’s memory. And when the countdown reaches zero, the true test will begin.

In a universe devastated by unending wars, deadly cults, supreme religions, and slumbering giants, Vance Rayden awakens to a grimdark world teeming with supernatural forces—such as *The Hallowing—an unseen force that twists flesh and fractures minds, yet also grants a pathway to supremacy for the weak. To evolve is to gamble your soul and sunder your flesh. To refuse is to place your meaningless life in the hands of Titans and Emperors, roaming across the vast expanse of space.

Takeda Kurosu was a young man on his deathbed when he was reborn as an undead monster made to each the flesh of the living in a world full of powerful martial artists. How will he survive in this cruel new world he was put into?

In the world of Dyron, a place of suffering and emptiness, every human is born with a small zodiac sign on their neck just behind their left ear. For Vin Crimson, a young man with the zodiac sign Leo, the sign does not bring hope, but rather a reminder of the wounds and darkness of the past. Trapped in the middle of a cruel world, Vin tries to fight the shadows of fate that seem to be written to destroy him. On this journey, he meets Jeannie Althea, a Libra, who not only heals his physical wounds, but also becomes a beacon that guides his path. Faced with the destruction that threatens Dyron, Vin must face a choice: surrender to emptiness or rise as a symbol of hope for a world that is in ruins. Note: 1. The main focus is the story 2. Updates are uncertain, can be anytime 3. The main language focus is Indonesian

“...I want us to get married.” He said. “Wait! What!?” Behind every successful man, there's a woman. But what happens when the woman is no more? Nicolas Gonzalez, the CEO of a renowned advertising company, becomes a cold fish after losing his wife in a car accident. Her death left him in pieces, transforming him to become a different version of himself. He has a son whom he loves dearly but hardly expresses it because of his coldness. Alejandra Ortega, a young hard-working lady who seems to be blessed with misfortune. She has an ill mother who is need of a heart transplant but has no funds to pay for the surgery. The two meet in an awkward situation and Nicolas takes interest in her. He learns about her financial situation and uses it to his advantage. He makes her an offer to be his fake fiancée which Alejandra accepts. Will Nicolas remain cold forever? Will Alejandra be able to help him get over his trauma or will the vices among them break them apart?

Dead, who stood in his way. Slayed, the beasts who craved his flesh. A hunter of legend, A hero of yore, A lover so loyal. This is the story of him- a warrior who stood above all, an authority who overruled all law and the consort of Liossa. This the story of Friel the hunter.

King Niklaus Mikaelson, a name that resonated with both fear and reverence across the Mythralian Peninsula, was a figure shrouded in a dark, commanding aura. His reputation as the most ruthless and strongest ruler had been etched into the annals of history through countless conquests and acts of sheer dominance. The Kingdom of Emberlyn, his seat of power, had become a formidable force under his iron-fisted rule, expanding relentlessly as he sought to unite the entire peninsula beneath his banner. Niklaus was a man who wielded authority like a weapon, his charisma a tool for bending others to his will. To the world, he was the epitome of power and allure, the man every woman desired and every rival feared. Yet, beneath his striking exterior and regal bearing lay a darkness as deep and unyielding as the obsidian blade he kept sheathed at his side. In the resplendent Kingdom of Aquarion, where the gentle whispers of the wind and the serene beauty of the landscape paint a portrait of tranquility, Princess Emily Wilson stands as a luminous enigma. As the eldest and middle daughter of King Wilson, Emily is a figure both revered and shrouded in mystery, a living legend whose beauty is spoken of in hushed, reverent tones. Emily’s physical beauty is legendary, though it remains largely unseen by the world beyond her family. Her rare blue eyes, deep and mesmerizing, are said to capture the essence of the sky and the sea, reflecting a depth of emotion and intelligence that transcends mere appearance. Her blonde hair, a cascade of sunlit strands, frames her face with a halo of ethereal light, adding to her mystique. To those who have glimpsed her, Emily is a vision of unparalleled grace, a princess whose beauty is as captivating as it is elusive. Yet, Emily’s allure extends far beyond her physical appearance. She embodies a unique blend of wisdom, strength, and purity, qualities that make her a formidable presence in her kingdom. Her wisdom is profound, her decisions guided by an insight that belies her years. She approaches her role with a sense of purpose and clarity, balancing the weight of her responsibilities with the grace of a true leader.

Years ago, when swords were still used as the main weapon for war, people grew desperate and tried to find a method to acquire immortality. Through decades of trial and error, souls were used to manifest mystical effects. And what's more is the discovery of Inquietus. Souls of the deceased stubbornly cling on to the world, capable of influencing the physical realm. A cult called Hubris started to exorcise the Inquietus, beings of soul turned flesh. The true goal of the cult will remain a mystery, and so will their existence.

When a tragic workplace accident lands ambitious engineer Josh in the hospital, his perfectly ordered world begins to unravel. Burdened by the expectations of running his father’s prestigious company, Josh hides his vulnerabilities behind a wall of pride and independence—until he meets Josie, a compassionate nurse with a kind smile and a determined spirit. Josie’s days at Beacon Health Hospital are spent mending wounds and offering hope, but her own past has left scars that refuse to heal. When fate brings Josh into her care, their connection is immediate yet complicated. Beneath their sharp banter and undeniable chemistry lies a chance for something neither of them expected: a second chance at life and love. As they navigate the challenges of recovery, career pressures, and personal demons, Josh and Josie find themselves drawn together in ways they can’t ignore. But with secrets lingering in their hearts and the weight of their separate worlds pulling them apart, they must decide if love is worth the risk. Can two wounded souls find healing in each other, or will the barriers between them prove insurmountable? **Excerpt** Josh winced as Josie gently unwrapped the bandages on his arm, revealing the angry red gash beneath. She worked carefully, her hands steady and sure, her brow furrowed in concentration. "Does it hurt much?" she asked, her voice soft but professional. He looked at her, his gaze lingering for a moment longer than he intended. "Not as much as it did yesterday. Your touch helps," he said, a small smirk playing on his lips. Josie rolled her eyes but couldn’t hide the faint smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. "Flattery doesn’t speed up healing, Mr. Josh" "Josh," he corrected. "I told you, call me Josh." She nodded, her focus returning to the wound. "Okay, Josh. But you’re still my patient, so let me do my job." The silence that followed was heavy but not uncomfortable. Josh watched her, noticing how the light caught the strands of hair that had slipped from her bun. She was efficient, focused, yet there was a warmth to her that put him at ease in a way he hadn’t expected. "You're good at this," he said suddenly. "At dressing wounds?" she asked, glancing up briefly. "At making people feel like everything’s going to be okay," he replied, his voice quieter now. Josie paused, her eyes meeting his. For a moment, the world outside the hospital room seemed to fade away. "That’s my job," she said softly, breaking the silence. "To make sure you leave here better than you came."

Love, betrayal, truth, lies, disappointments, success, happiness, sadness, death, desperation, and more. These are the challenges of life that have caused us to end up with wounds that are either visible, invisible or even both. In this story, Tasha is going to take us through her life and as well as that of those around her.

"One beautiful heart is better than thousand beautiful faces..." "A new heart also will I give you, and a new spirit will I put within you: and I will take away the stony heart out of your flesh, and I will give you an heart of flesh. Ezekiel 36:26."

"Aizen, have you fallen?" Namikaze Minato clutched the bloody sword wound on his waist, looked up at the figure slowly flying into the air, and asked in a deep voice. "Minato, you are so arrogant! No one stood in the sky from the beginning, neither you nor me, not even God." Aizen's indifferent and deep eyes no longer have the tenderness of his former companions, and he only looks down at the devastated Konoha below... At this time, Jiraiya, one of the Sannin, was covered in blood, and was unconscious in a coma! Third Hokage Sarutobi Hiruzen was slashed by a ferocious wound on his chest, lying on the ground dying, and even the Vajra Ruyi stick transformed by the ape demon was broken in two! And behind them, the bodies of the Konoha Shinobi are even more numerous...

Is there anyone who feels very happy when they find out that they have traveled through time to ancient times? Of course there is, she is Shen Fei Ning who, although her body is small but has extraordinary strength has replaced the spirit of the original owner who is weak and fearful. Especially when she found out that she had a very handsome young husband. She decided to keep her handsome husband for herself. Shen Fei Ning did not mind using her secret to heal her husband whose leg was injured. For her, her husband and her family in ancient times were the family she did not have in modern times filled with battles. Hunting in the forest to catch rabbits X Hunting in the forest to catch bears and pythons ✓ Let's take revenge on the people who hurt the original owner of the body and also on the people who framed her husband's family.

" My child, you were always there for me. Always present like a gift so precious and priceless. Your existence so welcoming and accepting i couldnt start but to feel sorry because i know you are worthy of so much more. I'm sorry I couldn't give you my all. You deserve the world and even beyond, so I hope you can find your own happiness and adore that life which I have given you. I know my apology will not fix the wound I have placed onto you or the burdens you have decided to carry on your shoulders, but you need to always remember that mum has always and will always love you. Even if shes not around. My lovely son...." Those were the last words she had uttered.

I leaned forward and kissed him but he pushed me backward, sending me flying to the ground. Josiah rushed forward but I held an arm out, stopping him in his tracks. I could feel my bones solidifying, my flesh turning to metal and with a sharp blow, I slammed Tony into the fence behind us. "Let's go" Josiah said drawing circles on my shoulder and I followed him, my heart broken.

Visceral jolts of electricity course through my veins, sending signals of pain up my arms and even further to the rest of my body, smoking, burning and scorching my upper chest, neck and both of my arms not even giving me a second of rest. With the cold air of the sea gliding over my still smouldering wounds, the stench of burnt flesh invades my nostrils. As my vision starts to blur, my eyes drift towards a flag flying in tangent with the waves, the colours so distinct they still stay with me to this day, a dark crimson, a jet black and frost white being sparingly used.

After I died, the woman who called herself a goddess summoned me to her side and sent me to isekai to be reincarnated. She said that earth is her world and my existence here makes her sick. So far everything was normal, according to our agreement I would even have a system after I was reincarnated. But why is my system named the butler system? Anyway, I'll forgive the goddess for choosing such a beautiful mother for me. Ehehehehe ------- one year later Well, it was obvious this was going to be like this. If you ignore something as important as cleaning a wound before bandaging it, of course the wound will infect. What can a simple village pharmacist do with a huge wound this close to the heart? It's too late ... What the fuck is that light coming out of the old woman's hand? ------- four years later "I want you to be my personal butler, Yuto" Isn't that supposed to be a choice, you little bitch? How can you say it's a free choice when there's a man behind me waiting to kill me the moment I refuse? Should I use my teleport ability to get out of here? [ Your five-year time limit has expired, if you want to continue using the system, please become a real butler as soon as possible ] There's a lot of pressure on me... Anyway, I'll just be a bit of a butler, what's the most that can happen? ------- main tag- comedy-isekai warning - even if the tags say harem, the harem is something that will be revealed later in the story. ( not the brainless harem ) ------ Arc I- reincarnation / 1~12 Arc II- Being a Butler / 13~35 Arc III- Blessing / 36~41 Arc IV- a noble... / 42~54 Arc V- An ordinary? day for the Ironblood family / 55~71 Arc VI- Puclic auction and banquet night / 72~116 Arc VII- The Emperor level training battle / 117~130 Arc VIII- Separation / 131~150 Arc IX- The ruthless hunter of the dark seas / 151~??? ------ Total words 190k The gramer quality of the first 45 chapters is dropping in some parts. I am working on it. (17/45 complate)

A seemingly ordinary boy lives a life defined by quiet struggles, unspoken traditions, and forgotten dreams. Through the lens of a being unheard of in the Western world, his story unfolds as a journey of resilience and self-discovery. This novel offers a fresh perspective on the hidden layers of life, inviting readers to explore the extraordinary within the ordinary. It is a poignant exploration of identity, connection, and the yearning to be truly seen, even by those who cannot fully understand.

A Deliverer seeking to recover his memories, travels from city to city, country to country, seeking to find any traces of his memories, in a world where there are all kinds of monsters that crave for human flesh, he risks his life every day during these trips while doing his job as a Deliverer.