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A tragic death—that was the fate of the young Assoi... An ordinary life came to an end to mark the beginning of an epic journey. A new world, where humans and demons wage a war that has raged since the dawn of time. Living in Drayk's skin, he must now embark on an adventure that his old life never offered. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Hello everyone, I’m RptZ. English is not my native language, so I’m writing the story in Portuguese and using AI for translation. If you notice any writing errors, please let me know. Thanks!

In the year 2040, a mysterious green light engulfed Earth for 48 hours, granting supernatural powers to a quarter of humanity. Now, in 2085, freelance journalist Leo Voss investigates corruption among the powered elite while hiding a painful past. But when a routine investigation puts him in the crosshairs of a powerful individual, Leo's life takes an impossible turn. A freak accident awakens something that should never have existed. As Leo struggles to control his dangerous new powers, he uncovers a terrifying truth about the light that changed humanity. The fate of not just Earth, but every world touched by that mysterious light now rests in the hands of a man who never wanted powers in the first place. And the shadows beneath his skin are growing hungry...

My grandfather was a tattoo artist, but he tattooed evil things. Tattooing, an ancient technique, flows quietly through the ages. In ancient times it was called Ink, in the ancient literary language called NI, is with the ink of the needle into the bottom layer of the skin, so as to outline the pattern and words on the skin. In China, the tradition of tattooing flowers on the body for good luck and worship has been going on for 2,000 years. There is a kind of tattoos, with the mysterious Yin - related magic, is said to have the evil, transit, wealth, peach blossom, security and many other magical effects, the world is called the Tattoos of Gods and Ghosts. around the mysterious yin and yang tattoos, a period of thrilling, full of colorful stories began, which hidden secrets and taboos, will actually be hidden! Secrets and taboos, where will the protagonists lead ......

Dear tired Reader, it is an honor that you have chosen this book amidst the heavy, gloomy aisles of the Library. It is with some regret, however, that I must inform you this book is ill. Your fingers should be able to feel the raised Proliferation of tissues on the surface of the Skin of the book, The words written in days of old are like Parasites taking root in the pages, longing for someone to observe their writhing, To sense, to decipher, and to touch the very essence of this sick story. If you insist on borrowing this book, please be sure to regularly check your own physical condition. Keep in mind.

The Night Has Come, and kermesinus moon ascends in the sky. Hoarse whispers flow at the street corners, and brass steam machines spew out bloody mist. Your brain is singing a hymn, eyes are chanting a melody. Skin cracks, and flesh buds swell. Amidst the Mist, the wall of flesh that has devoured thousands of corpses wails endlessly— "Weep not, our players don't bite, they just want to play with you." Annan, the lone strategist, the top player, the savior of the mist-covered continent, the leader of the Thirteen Saints, the friend of the Twelve True Gods, the king of pioneers, "the Just", the Gatekeeper of the Fourth Calamity, the uncrowned deity, advised kindly.

Sharp metal alloys tearing through flesh, leaving ineradicable scars on the sensitive skin of the human race. Dorian did not have any scars. They were within.

She was the empire’s deadliest strategist—until betrayal left her broken and discarded. Jiang Yue should have died that night. Instead, she wakes up in the frail body of Liana, the unwanted daughter of a noble house—sold to the infamous Beast Alpha, Kale. Weak. Powerless. Trapped in a stranger’s body. But Jiang Yue refuses to kneel. Her mind remains her greatest weapon. When Kale underestimates her, she outmaneuvers him. When assassins strike, she survives. And when an ancient prophecy awakens, she discovers the truth behind the phoenix mark on her skin. Kale wants to break her. The world wants to use her. But Jiang Yue is no pawn. If the beasts dare to challenge her… she will tame them all.

"Writer’s block is one thing. Being too lazy to even write is another. But waking up as a girl? Now that’s just ridiculous." At 19 years old, Joseph Angelito L. Ramondez is a NEET, a failed writer, and a professional procrastinator. He’s tried everything—every cliché in the book, every AI writing tool under the sun—but nothing works. His stories are uninspired, overdone, and completely ignored. Maybe he was just born too late for success. Or maybe he’s just destined to fail. Then, one morning, he wakes up to find himself in a female body—long, flowing silver hair, piercing blue eyes, and all. Instead of freaking out, his first thought is: "Maybe I can finally write a good gender-bend story now." Armed with a new perspective (literally) and a renewed (though still lazy) sense of purpose, Joseph sets out to turn his bizarre new reality into a bestselling novel. But can he actually finish a story for once? Or will his procrastination, crippling self-doubt, and newly complicated life get in the way? ________________ Tags:Genderbender,Slice Of Life,Male to female, Echii

His gaze was intense and piercing, it was as if he could see through her. As he neared Nicholina felt her heart skip a beat,every step he took towards her had a strange effect on her, which she couldn't decipher. His intense gaze, swept over her seeing through the thin fabric that showed off all her curves. swallowing hard, Rheaphel's hand moved involuntarily to explore every part of her curves. The closer his hand got, Nicho felt the air live her lungs. It was as if the air was caught up by a magical force. Every movement of his hands on her pale skin caused a strange and unyielding need in her that terrified yet triggered an excitement in her. suppressing a moan that threatened to escape her mouth. Nicholina was glad when a knock interrupted

She has hair as silver as snow and eyes that are almost gold. Born from the lineage of a legendary witch, she was favored by the Gods. The sky was filled with stars the night that she was born. The moon shined bright as it illuminated her pearl white skin. Her magic surpass even the strongest mage of the empire. She is the most favored child of the Gods. She is Celestia, and this is her tale.

A young mage decides to go to University where he learns about the modern world, modern people, and his role in a conspiracy that started before he was even born. Accompany Dorin, a young mage brought up alone in their mountain home who has always been an obedient son until his mom refused to let him travel to a place called 'University' to attend a so-called 'Photography Camp' he read from a flyer in one of her books. Now, filled with the thrill of adventure (and the knowledge that his mom would probably skin him alive), he embarks on a journey towards unknown lands to learn the magic of 'Photography' and all the hidden wonders in 'University' where he would find people, objects and events that go beyond his wildest imagination.

The weather was cold and rainy. A wizard was walking down the street when he noticed a child with white hair, blue eyes, and skin whiter than snow abandoned in front of a church. He was astonished that such a gifted child in magic had been left there. Quickly, he picked up the child and flew away on his broomstick. Four years later...

"When there's nothing left to hide, only truth remains."

Sinopsis: Una historia inspirada en el videojuego Fortnite, de la mano de un fiel jugador y seguidor del lore del videojuego. Realidad cero relata los hechos acontecidos durante el capítulo 4 hasta la temporada actual en el que se esté desarrollando la historia de Fortnite, desde la perspectiva de Venra; un joven huerfano mitad cuervo mitad humano criado por una inteligencia artificial llamada M.I.A, el cuál emprenderá un viaje en donde aprenderá más acerca sobre el pasado de la isla así como de sí mismo, pero sobre todo, el verdadero significado de ser un "Raven". Preguntas frecuentes: P: ¿Esta historia puede emplearse como una guía para entender de mejor manera el lore en la línea principal del juego? R: No, Realidad cero si bien utiliza elementos y sucesos vistos en el canon de Fortnite, la historia narrada es totalmente independiente a la misma, puesto que es mi forma de darle una narrativa al lore del juego. Por este motivo nada de esto debería considerarse como un hecho o una guía clara para seguir el lore, es solo mi visión de la historia. P: ¿Porque comenzar desde el Cap4? R: Elegí comenzar a partir de este punto ya que considero que fue en este capítulo donde la consistencia entre hechos de la historia era cada vez menos clara; a diferencia de temporadas anteriores, eso no significa que se omitan dichos acontecimientos, ya que serán de vital importancia para el desarrollo de la historia pero sobretodo de su protagonista. P: En la sinopsis se indica que se abarcarán hechos actuales según lo que suceda en el juego. ¿Cómo se llevará a cabo eso? R: La historia se irá desarrollando de acuerdo a los elementos que el juego otorgue, ya que el objetivo de esta historia es ver como el protagonista se va desenvolviendo según lo que vaya ocurriendo en el mundo del videojuego. P: ¿Cómo se dividirá la historia? R: De momento la idea es publicar pequeñas partes cada semana, de ahí la frecuencia con la que se publiquen dependerá de la recepción de la misma.

After losing everything, Daron Lamb is consumed by grief and guilt, until he's recruited by the Special Magic Force, an elite unit protecting the balance between magical and non-magical worlds. Together, they uncover a secret organization determined to free the God of Chaos, a force sealed away to protect humanity. As Daron investigates, he uncovers a chilling link between the group and his tragic past. Driven by revenge, he joins forces with his new allies to stop them. But as the truth behind the organization’s motives begins to surface, Daron is forced to confront a disturbing possibility: freeing the God of Chaos, though orchestrated by his enemies, might not bring the destruction he's been led to believe. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Daron's gaze drifted downward to his chest. Below, the stark contrast of a faint blue light against his white skin caught his eye—a soft glow emanating from his own chest. It softly pulsed, a gentle luminescence that ebbed and flowed with the rhythm of his own heartbeat. Baffled, he just sat there for a few moments, observing. As his fingers touched the source of light, he was surprised to find that everything felt normal, as if it had always been this way. It was like nothing had changed at all. Daron's eyes widened in disbelief when he noticed a strange black liquid seeping into the wounds on his chest—a substance like ink, flowing from within him. It moved with purpose, filling the gaps left by the fat butcher and stanching the flow of blood that had painted his skin red. "By the gods," he gasped, the sight both unsettling and miraculous. The black liquid quickly solidified, forming scars as black as the night sky. His eyes remained fixed on the eerie scene, his breath steadying to a normal rhythm. He was a magician now… it felt strange. He didn't feel particularly different. Sure, a mysterious substance had just mended his broken skin, but other than that, he didn't feel like he could do anything… new, anything special. He stretched out his hand, trying to summon a sharp wind to cut down his shackles. Nothing happened. Next, a flame, to burn down his cell. Nothing happened. “Figures,” he said to himself. “Why would it be easy?” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ For news and feedback, feel free to join the Vessel of Shadows Discord: https://discord.gg/dmCYCKNwx7

In a universe where seven planets revolve under the iron-fisted rule of the Human empire, Wynn, a rat-like boy is born into the bleak backwater planet of Zerith, caught in the web of fate’s cruel design. A boy with ghostly white hair and skin, Wynn was never meant to have a destiny of his own. But fate, it seems, has a different plan. When ????, a ????? from ????, is mysteriously pulled into the world of Wings Of Dawn, a novel she discovered by chance, she finds herself transmigrated into the body of?????. Her initial frustration of being trapped in a foreign world quickly turns into cold calculation. Using her knowledge of the novel, ??? intends to survive by manipulating the world around her, seeking out artifacts and allies—especially Arthur von Scit, the arrogant protagonist destined for greatness.

Meet Morticia Katz, the rebellious high school outcast with a notorious reputation and bubbling vendetta against the one person who makes her skin crawl: Maverick. Their toxic relationship is a ticking time bomb, fueled by a deep-seated loathing that's only matched by their polar opposite personalities and values. But when Morticia discovers she's truly being forced into a marriage with her arch-nemesis, her world is turned upside down. With her freedom and sanity on the line, she'll stop at nothing to escape this catastrophic fate. How far will she go to avoid a lifetime of misery with the one person she despises most?

This Is A story Of Revenge This is A story Of surviaval This Is A story Of Ambition After Regret Main Character: Name: Megrie Dehiya Age: 23 (chronologically in her "new" life, biologically still 23) Sex: Female Orientation: Straight Race: Human (Moroccan-Chinese) Skin Color: White Hair Color: Golden Brown Eyes Color: Dark Yellow Body Size: 95/74/98 Height: 172 cm Personality: Gentle (initially), Smart, Righteous (initially), Benevolent (initially), Straightforward, Vengeful (growing), Cautious, Calculating.

SHE Who had fair and glowing skin... Thick, long, and shiny black wavy hair... A pair of aqua-colored, sparkling eyes. And the one who'd been loved by elders, admired by children, and the pride of the family. SHE is my sister... My sister, who had everything that I don't, who got all that I want and received all that I've longed for. I hate her, but I want to be like her. Despite being a boy, I strived to be an equal to her. I've grown my hair and taken good care of my skin. I achieved the perfect replica of her. But just being only a copycat has never been enough. I lived as a living picture of her image and became the scenery of my family who misses her. I'm still not equal. Then one day, no one saw it coming... A circumstance occurred that twisted the cycle of our world which I did not expect would change everything that we used to and opened the door to the next chapter of my bittersweet life. The circumstance that crossed my path to the girl I never thought would play a huge part in my life... That one girl who spoiled me with attention and filled my empty existence with genuine affection. But... In just a blink of an eye, death took her from me. Her sudden death caused dubiety to all of us... Suicidal? No... Someone surely murdered her... But... Our only question is... . . . Who? ~~~

Zephyr Ravencrest was born into nobility but lived as a failure—unblessed by the gods, powerless, and abandoned by fate. His life ended in blood and betrayal, yet in his final moments, he drank the blood of an unknown, ancient being. When he awoke, he had regressed three days before the Ceremony of Ascension—where noble children receive their divine gifts. But something was different this time. Shadows whispered to him, slithering beneath his skin, and a dark voice echoed in his mind. With a power unlike any seen before, Zephyr is determined to carve a new destiny for himself. No longer will he be the forgotten child of the Ravencrest family. The gods ignored him once. They will regret it.

Synopsis: A rosy smell envelops me as warm sunlight bathes my skin, and I wake up with an unfamiliar smile on my face. But wait, why am I smiling? Happiness is an elusive concept I've never grasped. Confusion floods my mind as I swiftly rise from the massive bed, taking in the sight of golden edges and a mesmerizing crystal chandelier. Panic sets in as I wonder, "Where am I?" Every inch of this room, this place, is a feast for my senses. It's like nothing I've ever known. Questions consume me, pushing me to seek answers about this bewildering reality I've stumbled upon. How did I end up here? Is it all a dream, or is this a tangible escape from the emotional void that has defined my existence?

A young girl called Ai met a strange man who she though was homeless. Attempting to help and give him money. 'As Ai reached her hand to place the money onto his palm, he grabbed her wrist. She was dazed for a moment before sensing danger from him. Instantly she tried to pull her arm free from him. Her wrist bruising and turning red as she tried. Her eyes drifted the the strange blackness which etched its way onto her skin. His chuckling filled the streets as she felt her body grow numb. Her vision blurry. The last thing she saw was the old man's wicked smile. That was all that was under the cloak..' Awaking her world had changed and her life grew more complicated.

With great power... COMES GREAT BI-... ehrm great responsiblity... 'this is a take on a dream i had a long time ago when i was struggeling with some stuff, but since then ive been fascinated by the idea.' roughly spoken its abt a kid getting great powers, but the only one who got them in a world of monsters, atleast for now... oh btw ive never written before and i do this for fun haha

Verayah is on her way to becoming a healer and making up for her parent’s sacrifices. She is about to marry her only best friend, Elizan. Everything is going as planned until one of the council members discovers the gold underneath her skin and labels her the Savior of the Lands, the chosen one who will free them from the dragons. Everything happens so fast and she is now caught between choosing to love her best friend or the mysterious man who decided to help her, all while figuring out how to rid their world of Dragons. Author’s Note: This is a first draft so it will most likely have common mistakes in it.

“I'd give you my soul, if that's what you want.” Eleven. Silver locks. Amethyst eyes. Shiny skin. Blood sweeter than wine. Most sought after 'good' in the Kingdom. She was everything a man would need, and also everything a man would kill to have. Whoever touched Eleven's hair would be granted good things. Whoever plucked her eyes out would get gems richer than the kingdom's currency. Whoever scrapped her skin would be getting a warm coat. Whoever tasted her blood would be granted immortality. She was a Goddess. Goddess of Life. * “I'd burn the fucking world for you, if that's what you want.” Zeiss. A rare man. Has the power of invisibility. The power to turn anything into flames. The power to end a person's life with just thoughts. The power of all wicked things a person wouldn't wish to have. The same world he promised to give her, the same world he would burn to the ground, if she wished for it. He was a God. The God of Death. When Zeiss meets the sought after Goddess of Life. He is reminded everything about his mother. Her silver locks and her eyes that shone brighter than gems and diamonds. Eleven, a woman who spoke to him like no other. A woman who made him believe he had a soul in him after he had thought he had none left. A woman who could bring him life and also be his damnation. The first and only woman he was loved by and ever loved.

The cold snow slipped through his clothes and shoes, the frostbite slowly making him numb. Xue Huan tightly hugged a single chest, until he reached a cave. He walked deeper in to the gave, finally reaching a beautiful coffin. There lay a man, with pale skin that seemed whiter than the snow storm outside, colorless lips… it was a corpse. Xue Huan finally opened the chest, inside was a glowing jade. He laid the jade on the dead man's chest, mumbling some words until warm lights swallowed the room into a blinding sight… the dead man opened his eyes. Along with the awakened dead man, Xue Huan's memories were also awakened, the now alive man was the demon lord that was killed hundreds of years ago… who was awakened by his subornate, later falling in love with the main character.

He grasped my neck firmly with his strong arms and declared, 'You're mine!' I struggled to break free, my anger rising. 'Let me go!' I demanded. But he held me close, his grip unyielding. Tears of sadness and anger filled my eyes as I whispered, 'You never truly loved me. You just manipulated me.' My voice trembled with emotion. He looked at me intensely, his eyes filled with a mix of passion and desperation. 'I did love you, Bella,' he insisted. 'I still do.' Before I could say another word, he crashed his lips against mine. His grip was unyielding, his touch overpowering. Even though he had hurt me, my body ********************** On the night of her tenth wedding anniversary, Bella uncovers a devastating betrayal—her husband, Kelvin, has been having an affair with the ruthless and seductive Mimi Larkin. Humiliated and heartbroken, Bella's world shatters. But when a fight between them leads to both women falling into the water, something shocking happens—they switch bodies. Now trapped in her enemy’s skin, Bella wakes up in the hospital,her real body lies in a coma and she's now in Mimi's body. As Bella fights to reclaim her life,she learns more, she discovers that her marriage was built on lies and that Mimi has made many enemies. But Mimi will not give up easily. With her new face, she spreads more lies and makes things even harder for Bella. The question remains: will Bella ever get her body back—or will she be trapped in her enemy’s skin forever?

My experience with the law has driven me to write this book. Based on issues I have endeavour past and current, some of the issues mentioned in this are sad as well as happy memories that I have achieved, some are when I am at my proudest attending the University of Wolverhampton and being called a student nurse mentor As a women who could dig the stony ground with bare hand and no tools to get herself through the barbered wire, cutting deep into her skin with blood dripping from her legs, and managed to get out. walked around bare I would like to thank my daughter for being there for me when I needed her the most. Gwyneth my child.