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Un Polluelo Shuumatsu No Valkyrie

Godnet - Valkyrie Protocol

After the betrayal of Luciferel, and having to deal with the Nephilim problem God made a few changes to how Heaven was run. Time does not quite flow the same in Heaven, so God was able to draw inspiration from millennia of human history. In the end, God chooses to structure things like a mega-corporation with him as the CEO and his archangels acting as department heads. To keep the threat of another angel rebellion to a minimum, every few years the angels would be ordered to change departments. To ensure that things ran smoothly and that the communication between departments happened in a timely fashion a Heaven-wide internet was established called Godnet. Due to an accident caused by mistaken identity, John Smith was killed by an angel on her first day in the Department of Death. By the time she released her mistake, it was far too late to "just" put him back in his own body. In an effort to correct her mistake the angel tried to have John Smith be reborn in the universe she originally was supposed to have a John Smith die in. The Angel was originally in IT for Godnet so she thought that it would be not too difficult to hide her little oops by altering a few records. However, she got a call from Upper Management during the process of having John be reborn. Figuring the " proper" department would step in to finish the process, the angel left to report to upper management, not wanting to receive an even bigger punishment than what she was already going to receive. In her rush to leave, she forgot to close down the connection to Godnet.
Mindviper81 · 94.7K Views

J'ai été transmigrée et j'ai obtenu un mari et un fils !

``` Elle était connue sous de nombreux noms : Démonesse, une sorcière maléfique, une héritière née pour régner sur l'enfer, la plus méchante et la fleur la plus venimeuse dans le monde du souterrain. Peu savaient que l'héritière de l'organisation d'assassinats la plus mystérieuse avait un simple rêve. Un rêve que de nombreuses filles avaient : avoir une vie paisible avec un mari et un enfant. C'est pourquoi, lorsque cette leader infâme de l'organisation d'assassins se réveilla dans le corps de Heaven Liu, elle pensait que son rêve de toute une vie s'était enfin réalisé. Mais la réalité était bien loin de ce à quoi elle s'attendait. Heaven Liu était une actrice sur le déclin ; elle avait disparu des feux de la rampe au sommet de la célébrité. La raison ? Une grossesse non désirée. Contrainte d'épouser un homme qu'elle n'aimait pas, le mariage s'effondra facilement — presque au bord de l'irréparable. Avec cette réalité à affronter, serait-elle capable de réparer les cœurs brisés de son mari et de son fils ? Ou bien la distance entre eux continuerait-elle de s'élargir ? Avec ce mariage sans amour dès le départ, y aurait-il une chance pour qu'ils puissent vivre heureux en famille ? Ou était-il trop tard ? Plus important encore, pourrait-elle vraiment échapper aux chaînes qu'elle pensait avoir brisées ? Ou son propre enfer la rattraperait-il pour la traîner retour aux fosses de l'enfer où elle appartient ? ***** LE LIVRE ÉLECTRONIQUE EST MAINTENANT DISPONIBLE SUR AMAZON. LIEN : https://a.co/d/bTeyr0B La traduction espagnole est également disponible sur Webnovel. Lien : https://www.webnovel.com/book/transmigr%C3%A9-y-consegu%C3%AD-un-esposo-y-un-hijo!_29071013600828005 La traduction portugaise est également disponible sur Webnovel ! Lien : https://www.webnovel.com/book/eu-transmigrei-e-ganhei-um-marido-e-um-filho!_29287259500602105### Avertissement : La couverture n'est pas ma propriété. Tous les crédits reviennent à l'artiste. Ceci fait partie de la série Wild de l'autrice. La Miss Héritière Sauvage : Je me suis réincarnée et j'ai obtenu un mari et un fils ! REJOIGNEZ MON SERVEUR DISCORD : https://discord.gg/gXCMQwmrGY ```
BAJJ · 110.9K Views

No Name.u

"When a human tries to become a god, their can only be one outcome." ---------------------------------- As I opened my eyes, I was greeted with a disorienting sight. I found myself lying on a cold, metal bed, my limbs tightly bound to it. The feeling of numbness that had overtaken my arms and legs was overwhelming, and I struggled to regain any semblance of control over my body. As I looked up, I noticed multiple blindingly bright light bulbs arranged in a grid pattern on the ceiling, casting an eerie glow throughout the room. It was a sight that had become all too familiar to me over time, and yet it never failed to fill me with a sense of dread. I couldn't remember how long I had been trapped in this sterile, white room, but it felt like an eternity. My memories were hazy, my mind clouded by the constant barrage of experiments and tests that I was subjected to on a daily basis. I had lost track of time, lost track of the days and weeks that passed me by. All I knew was that I was a prisoner, a mere puppet in the hands of my captors. The experiments were brutal, each one more invasive than the last. They probed and prodded at my body, searching for answers that I didn't have. I was a lab rat, a subject for their twisted experiments, and there was nothing I could do to stop them. The pain was excruciating, but I had learned to bear it with a stoic resolve. I had no choice but to endure it, to survive in this hellish existence for another day. I had no idea what lay beyond the sterile walls of my prison anymore. The outside world felt like a distant memory, a dream that I couldn't quite grasp. I was cut off from the rest of humanity, isolated in my own personal hell. The only contact I had with the outside world was the occasional visit from my captors, who would come in to administer more tests and take samples from my body. They treated me like an object, not a person, and it was a dehumanizing experience that had left me feeling like a shell of my former self. I had no free will, no autonomy. I was a puppet, a tool to be used and discarded at will. At least, that's what they wanted me to believe. But deep down, I knew that there was still a spark of humanity within me, a will to survive and fight back against my captors. It was a small glimmer of hope, but it was enough to keep me going, to give me the strength to endure another day of torture and pain. ---------------------------- Get ready for a hell of a Roller costar plot. Remember to thank me later...…
Dlustery · 1.1K Views
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