Temple Cartoon

"Stop following me!" Asher yelled, his patience running thin. He had let it slide for too long because she had done a lot for him. But now she was everywhere, suffocating him. "I’m only trying to protect you," she responded. Asher sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I need some space, alright? I can take care of myself." She didn’t budge, and just kept staring at him with that same obsessive look, like she had no intention of leaving. "Is it because you’re strong now? Are you going to leave me because I'm no use to you anymore?” Her voice had turned cold, sharp enough to cut through the silence. “Of course not, you know that’s not the reason…” “Then why do you want me to stop following you?” “I’m just going to the restroom, for God’s sake!” He massaged his temple, clearly at his wit’s end. “Oh, you should have said that earlier.” She giggled, the earlier tension melting away. “I did,” he sighed in defeat.

Rudra was in the middle of his morning exercise, the rhythmic thud of his feet on the ground and the cool morning air clearing his mind. But his routine was abruptly interrupted by a sound that sent a chill down his spine—the piercing wail of the base siren. That siren only meant one thing: enemy jets were closing in on Indian airspace. Rudra was the first to engage the income Pakistani jets, locking onto an F-16. His MiG might have been old, but in his hands, it was deadly. His first missile found its mark, taking down one of the Pakistani jets. He quickly locked onto a second F-16, but this time, the enemy pilot deployed flares, deflecting the missile. As Rudra maneuvered for another strike, Captain Jorawar’s F-16 swooped in. Rudra managed to avoid the missile fired by Jorawar with a rapid maneuver, but the intense move took a toll on his aging MiG—his engine caught fire, and alarms began blaring in the cockpit. He ejected just in time, but disaster struck—his parachute caught fire, leaving him falling fast towards the earth. As Rudra fell, the cold wind whipping against his face, his life flashed before his eyes—not just the battles and the glory, but the regrets that weighed heavy on his heart. In those final moments, a thought gripped him: if somehow, by some miracle, I survive this... if I get another chance... I will live my life to the fullest. It wasn’t just about duty anymore; it was about making amends, about healing the wounds that time and circumstance had torn open. His mind turned to his foster family—the people who had taken him in after he lost his parents at the age of four. Commander Karanveer Batra, his father's friend, had raised him like his own son, alongside his own children. Yet, despite all the love they had given him, a distance had grown between them. The estrangement had left a scar on his mind, one that made him realize the difference between true blood and a foster family. The girl he had once loved, with all the intensity of a young heart, had ended up marrying his foster brother. She had become his sister-in-law, and Rudra had never dated anyone after that. The pain of that unrequited love had strained his relationship with his brother, and by extension, with his foster father and sister. He could still see his foster father's disappointed, pained face and his sister's helpless, sad eyes. If I survive... I’ll make things right, he vowed. I’ll repair those bonds, and I’ll create a family of my own—a family that I can truly call my own. As these thoughts filled his mind, a strange calm settled over him, and slowly, the world around him faded away. In the distance, the reinforcements from Jamnagar arrived, forcing Jorawar and his squadron to retreat. But for Rudra, the battle was over. What went unnoticed, however, was that Rudra's body had fallen onto the ancient steps of a Shiva temple, believed to be self-manifested. The temple stood silent and untouched, yet from within its depths, a thick, unnatural fog began to seep out, swirling with purpose as it crept closer to his still form—its intent unknown, its origin a mystery. Squadron Leader Rudra Pratap was born in 1992. At 32 years old, he had never married, dedicating his life to duty. And this seemed to be the end of his story... or perhaps, the beginning of something new. Follow Rudra on his journey as he defies fate, transforming from a patriotic soldier into a shrewd and calculating businessman. Watch as he not only reshapes his own life, but alters the balance of global power in his relentless pursuit of success. .................................................. 2 Chapters/Week

In a realm where legends breathe and the dead walk, the murim world exists on the knife’s edge of honor and savagery. Here, warriors aren’t just born but forged through relentless trials, wielding powers that reflect the very spirit within them. Ancient clans, bound by intricate codes and ancient feuds, vie for dominance, each cultivating their own martial secrets, whispered only through generations or carved into scrolls soaked in the blood of those who sought them. This land, cloaked in myth and shrouded in mystery, is one of harsh beauty, a tapestry of vast mountain ranges, haunted forests, and ruined temples where ghosts of fallen warriors linger. Among the wanderers, ronin, and hidden assassins, a delicate balance holds; it is a peace that trembles under the weight of long-held grudges, greed, and the thirst for power. Through silent pathways and forgotten villages, those who dare to walk alone, like Ebon, move as phantoms, forging their paths beyond the constraints of clan loyalty or kinship. These wanderers are nameless shadows, bound only to their own purpose and haunted by the spirits of their past. Yet, for all their independence, even they are touched by the unseen hand of the murim’s brutal politics and mystical forces. In this world of veiled faces, blood oaths, and silent vendettas, every step echoes with danger, and every encounter holds the potential to turn friend to foe. Those who dare to follow this path walk a line between life and legend, their fates lost in the whispers of the ancient and unyielding murim.

In a decaying temple on the edge of a forgotten world, a man wakes up in a body that is not his own—weak, wounded, and trapped in a hostile land teeming with ancient magic, lurking beasts, and deadly trials. Stripped of everything but a thirst for survival, he must carve a path through the unknown, battling not only monsters but the darkness growing within him. As he unravels the secrets of his new existence, strange powers awaken, drawing him into a game of blood, betrayal, and hunger. Cursed with a second chance in a body that teeters on the edge of humanity, can he rise from the depths of despair and claim a fate that was never meant to be his?

Summary of Underplay: The One in 108 In a world on the brink of chaos, Underplay: The One in 108 tells the gripping tale of Raghav Rajput, a young man endowed with a sharp intellect and a foresight unmatched by his peers. Raghav foresees a devastating communal and international war brewing in the shadows of Himsuta, his homeland. While most dismiss his warnings, he begins preparing in secret, driven by the goal of saving his loved ones and ensuring survival in an increasingly hostile world. When the war finally erupts, it plunges the nation into unthinkable horror, with the Isamia and Chasmis religious factions at the forefront of the atrocities. The Isamia aim to annihilate other religions, committing heinous acts against women and children, while the Chasmis ally with them in their destructive mission. Raghav emerges as an unlikely savior, uniting an alliance of 108 individuals willing to do whatever it takes to end the bloodshed. In an act of unspeakable resolve, Raghav and his alliance orchestrate the systematic elimination of 150 million followers of Isamia and Chasmis, eradicating the greatest threats to their nation. Despite the bloodshed, Raghav's group adopts the orphaned children of their enemies, creating a new religious faction called the Militant of Somacora. These children are trained and educated to rebuild a fractured society, crafting a future where peace and resilience coexist. Raghav’s relentless efforts save the remnants of his religion, Rabinaam, and ensure the survival of most of Himsuta. His deeds, however, come at a profound personal cost. Despite being hailed as a hero, he is haunted by the magnitude of his actions. Toward the end of his life, Raghav seeks atonement, spending his final months in a temple dedicated to Lord Visva. He dies as both a savior and a sinner, remembered as one of the "108 over 689 million." Key Themes and Ideas: 1. Moral Ambiguity of Leadership: Raghav's decisions blur the lines between heroism and brutality, questioning the ethical limits of survival. 2. Survival and Sacrifice: The story delves into what individuals and communities are willing to sacrifice for their survival and ideals. 3. Religious Conflict and Historical Manipulation: The novel explores how wars shaped by religion leave lasting scars and how history is rewritten by the victors. 4. New Beginnings Amid Destruction: Despite the bloodshed, Raghav's efforts to protect and educate the orphaned children offer a vision of hope and resilience. 5. The Burden of Prophecy: Raghav's foresight becomes both his greatest strength and his heaviest burden, isolating him from others even as he fights for their lives. Important Figures: Raghav Rajput: The protagonist who foresees the war and leads the charge against the Isamia and Chasmis factions. The 108 Alliance: A group of handpicked individuals willing to carry out Raghav's plan to save their nation, no matter the cost. Lord Visva: A symbol of redemption and faith, central to Raghav's spiritual journey in the final stages of his life. The Orphaned Children of Isamia and Chasmis: Adopted and trained by the Rabinaam survivors, these children represent the hope for a peaceful future despite their tragic origins. This novel is a bold exploration of war, morality, and the complexities of human survival, combining themes of action, strategy, and emotional depth.

Synopsis In a cosmos where realities intertwine, chaos stirs. The Ethereal Stream, the cosmic force binding the multiverse, is faltering, and supreme beings gifted with unimaginable powers are the only hope of salvation. Enter Xion Veritas, an ordinary individual thrust into a world of gods and titans when they are bonded with the core of the Ethereal Stream, unlocking the limitless power of the Omni-Weaver. With the ability to rewrite time, reshape dimensions, and summon forces beyond comprehension, Xion is both savior and destroyer. Guided by the Luminary Vanguard—a group of supreme warriors—Xion learns to wield their abilities while navigating alliances, betrayals, and ancient rivalries. But as the Vanguard faces Nexus Riven, the Void Sovereign bent on unraveling existence, and Taran Vulcan, a brute of unstoppable strength, Xion must confront the ultimate question: Can ultimate power exist without ultimate destruction? In a universe on the brink of collapse, Xion must become the master of their power—or its victim. --- Chapter 1: Awakening the Weaver A storm unlike any seen before swept through the skies of Erythrea. Lightning rippled in streaks of violet and gold, cracking open the very fabric of reality. In a quiet village nestled within the Valley of Echoes, Xion Veritas woke to the sound of the earth itself groaning. Xion rubbed their temples, disoriented by the nightmares that had plagued them for weeks. Dreams of collapsing stars, screaming voids, and worlds crumbling into ash. They dismissed it as exhaustion—until today. The air shimmered unnaturally outside their home. When Xion stepped onto the cobblestone path, they froze. A fissure of light split the sky, revealing a swirling maelstrom of energy that radiated power. From within the chasm descended a figure cloaked in shifting colors, its form indistinct but its presence overwhelming. “You are chosen,” the figure’s voice resonated, echoing both within and outside Xion’s mind. “Chosen for what?” Xion asked, their voice trembling. “To restore balance—or destroy it.” Before Xion could respond, the figure extended a hand, and an orb of pulsating energy appeared. It floated toward Xion, seeping into their chest. Pain unlike anything they’d ever felt wracked their body as their veins glowed with streams of liquid light. Their vision blurred, and they collapsed. --- When Xion awoke, they were no longer in the village. They stood in a crystalline chamber, suspended in a void of stars. A woman clad in golden armor stood before them, her hair blazing like the sun. “I am Aurelia Vex,” she said, her voice commanding yet not unkind. “You are the new Weaver. The power you’ve inherited comes with a responsibility you cannot escape.” “Why me?” Xion asked, their voice barely a whisper. “The Ethereal Stream chose you. Whether you are ready or not is irrelevant. The multiverse is fracturing, and Nexus Riven seeks to shatter it entirely.” Aurelia gestured, and the chamber transformed. Xion saw glimpses of Nexus Riven, a shadowy figure with hollow eyes, draining entire worlds of their essence. They saw Taran Vulcan punching through planets as if they were paper, and Eris Cindral engulfing entire cities in firestorms of wrath. “This is too much,” Xion muttered, shaking their head. “You think I didn’t feel the same?” Aurelia said, stepping closer. “But you have no choice. The Ethereal Stream has bonded with you. If you fail to control it, the power will destroy you—and everything you love.” Xion clenched their fists. “Then teach me.” --- The days turned to weeks as Aurelia, along with her team—Kael Myrren, the shadow-wielding strategist, and Zynra Aegis, the indestructible warrior—trained Xion. They taught them to summon barriers of light, manipulate the flow of time, and weave the threads of reality itself. But every step forward came with a cost. Each time Xion tapped into the Ethereal Stream, they felt a piece of themselves slipping away

Having opened his eyes once more, Chu Zheng found the world turned upside down. He had transformed from a Cultural Relic Restorer into a household slave. At the same time, a new feature had emerged within his body: a Repair Panel that refreshed daily, enabling his skills to continuously advance. 【Incomplete Mantra (repairable)】→【Great Circulatory Breathing Guideline】 【Ruined Temple Remnant (repairable)】→【Ancestral Dao Golden Body】 【Damaged Spirit Root (repairable)】→【Superior Quality Immortal Bone】 ………… In an era of cultivating truth, heroes compete fiercely, and prodigies rise together. From ancient times, sages and wise men were buried by the sands of time; a lifetime of glory or disgrace turned to naught in a blink, and only a few names are recorded in the annals of history. Having lived this life a second time, Chu Zheng did not seek the arts of immortality, but merely wished to have his name remembered by future generations.

Chen Nuo had transmigrated to the Primordial World and surprisingly opened a shop right next to Patriarch Bodhi’s Taoist temple. Unexpectedly, the first visitor wasn’t Patriarch Bodhi, but a monkey, who traded three strands of its fur for a plate of egg-fried rice, then its eyes emitted golden lights! From then on, there was no more Great Sage Equalling Heaven Sun Wukong, only the Godly Chef Sun Wukong! Buddhism was utterly baffled, what was this situation, where was my Journey to the West, where was the grand flourishing of Buddhism? Haotian was utterly baffled, "Fuck, where is everyone? How come there’s no one in the vast Heavenly Court?" The immortals: "Who’s still in Heavenly Court now? Of course, we’re all going to eat!"

Il y a huit cents ans, un homme légendaire s'est éteint. Zhang Ruochen, le fils de l'Empereur Ming, a été tué par sa fiancée, la Princesse Chi Yao. Puis, huit cents ans après sa mort, il est revenu, seulement pour découvrir que celle qui l'avait tué avait déjà unifié le Champ de Kunlun et fondé le Premier Empire Central, et était désormais connue sous le nom d'Impératrice Chi Yao... Impératrice Chi Yao—Sa Majesté régnait sur le monde mortel et jouissait d'un prestige dans toutes les directions ainsi que d'une vie éternelle. Zhang Ruochen se tenait à l'extérieur du Temple Ancestral Impérial, regardant la statue de l'Impératrice Chi Yao, et les flammes de la haine brûlaient dans son cœur. "Après 13 ans de pratique, j'enverrai l'impératrice à sa perte !"

Zhou Dao transmigrated to a world where demons rampaged and Daoist laws ruled. His sect was in straitened circumstances, and their property was on the brink of being demolished. Desperate, Zhou Dao had his eyes fixed on the coffin of the sect’s Grandmaster and decided to do something with it. A voice rang, “D*mn! You are actually plotting to steal my skull. With your attitude, Sunset Mountain has a chance of reaching its heyday again!” On that very night, the corpse of the Grandmaster moved! Moving forward, Zhou Dao would receive rewards whenever he offered up demonic beasts as sacrifices to the Grandmaster. He offered up a 1000-year zombie as a sacrifice and received the Indestructible Body of Demon Refining. He offered up a nine-tailed demon fox as a sacrifice and received a Fox Girl Puppet. He offered up a demon turtle from the Eastern Sea as a sacrifice and received a high-power muscle massage gun. … For eons, countless Daoist members meditated on The Yellow Court Classic. For years to come, Zhou Dao harvested countless demonic beasts with no intention of burying them. Many years later, in the same Daoist temple, Zhou Dao sat at the front door as he bore witness to the joy and the sorrow of all creations. He had seen birth, illness, death, and all sorts of bizarre phenomena. He put on a crooked grin as he said, “I offer up the heavens and the earth as a sacrifice.”

Zack, a young unparalleled genius had a bright future ahead of him after he joined the world renowned Institute of Research and Sorcery development, but that all later changed when he reached sixteen, having two unsealed curses Zack became a world threatening calamity, one that needed extermination and now the military, the temples, the inqusion and the Institutes were now after him

In Neo-Kyoto, a rain-soaked city where ancient temples clash with neon lights, supernatural forces lurk beneath the surface. Wraiths—beings born from human emotions—secretly shape the world, their influence felt but rarely seen. Hiroki Tsukishiro, a lonely orphan, drifts through the city's shadows until he encounters Arkan, a dangerous Wraith. This bond unlocks a terrifying power within him, pulling him into the hidden realm of Soul Smiths. But before Hiroki can master his abilities, The Hollowing occurs—a disaster that breaks the barrier between worlds, flooding Neo-Kyoto with rogue Wraiths. Now trapped in chaos, Hiroki must join forces with Takeshi, a cunning outsider, and Abeni, a former friend, to uncover the truth behind The Hollowing and save the city before it's too late.

This is a secret that Tibet, now open as a global tourist destination, still keeps tightly sealed. Years later, Zhamu Qiangba, a Tibetan Mastiff expert living in Pennsylvania, USA, suddenly receives an envelope from a stranger. Inside the envelope are two photographs, featuring an ancient mythical beast that shocks Zhamu Qiangba. This discovery prompts him to travel to Tibet with his mentor, Professor Fang Xin, a world-renowned canine expert. During their investigation, they are stunned to find that the creature in the photos is linked to the Pabala Temple. Shortly after, a mysterious scientific expedition team, composed of special forces soldiers, archaeologists, biologists, and esoteric practitioners, quietly departs from Tibet. Their mission? To embark on a global adventure through forbidden and perilous places to uncover the truth behind a thousand-year-old secret of Tibetan Buddhism. What exactly is Tibet hiding from us?

Lucan Ironfist came from a noble family, but he wasn't the eldest son. When his brother became the head of the family and he turned 18, Lucan would become a commoner. A strange rule, but that's how it was. So Lucan began to think of a way to live a peaceful life. As he was considering this, his mother arranged for him to become a priest in another city. A priest didn't have to worry about food or housing, and all he had to do was watch over the temple and the statue. It was easy work, so he agreed and arrived at the city. One day, as he was watching over the temple and the statue, a poor-looking girl came to pray. When she prayed to God, light gathered around her body. Lucan was surprised and suddenly remembered the plot of a certain game. Originally, Lucan was from Earth and had traveled to this fantasy world. When he was on Earth, he played a game with a plot where a merchant family's illegitimate daughter, bullied by her family, awakened the power of a saint. Lucan decided to keep this secret and train the saint so that in the future, he could have an easy life and save himself from any crises. --- **Please do not rate the novel until you have read at least 20 chapters. This includes 5-star ratings. After reading 20 chapters, you are welcome to rate the novel as you see fit. However, please refrain from using any abusive language in your comments. Any comment containing abusive language will be deleted, even if it includes a 5-star rating. ** If there is something you do not like, please mention it. If it is something I can fix, I will do my best to address it. Similarly, if there is something you enjoy, please let me know. ** Feel free to ask questions, and I will do my best to answer them, provided they do not spoil the story.

Locked up in a Temple for a long time. Jace was released by Anita who was trying to write a project for her history class so has to be able to join the school play. Jace gave Anita his fox bead in other to save her after falling from the top of the mountain. Jace followed Anita to her school and started living with her because of his fox bead that with Anita

Kathir came back after years when he got to know about death looms on people of Mallur. He have to solve the mystery of Periyachi Temple to stop the deaths. There is such an unknown truth waiting for him, which he wouldn't have even thought about.

In the sprawling metropolis of Dawn City, Joy Dela Cruz, a mysterious and determined young woman, embarks on a dangerous quest to unlock the secrets of Mayari’s Temple. Driven by her late mother’s dying wish, Joy must navigate a treacherous world filled with hidden threats, strange powers, and unexpected allies. As she delves deeper into the unknown, she uncovers truths that could change her life—and the fate of the world—forever. What will Joy discover on her perilous journey, and what sacrifices will she have to make along the way?

The protagonist, Lin Yi, embarks on a journey of self-discovery and unknown identity as he arrives in a mysterious otherworld, feeling lost and confused. After being taken in by an old man, he goes through a process of adaptation. The story then follows his quest to return home, which leads him to a temple, where he meets companions during his cultivation and encounters attacks from evil forces. After defeating the evil, he takes on a mission to continue his adventures and ultimately finds a way back home.

‘How did this happen’ The young man, practically a boy, looked at the scene in front of him. In just one glance it was possible to see dozens of people, more closely he was sure there could be hundreds or thousands of people prostrating themselves in front of him. From the center of the city square to the adjacent streets in front of the temple, with a frightening similarity to what happened in the Vatican when the Pope gave a speech. The young man sitting on a throne too big for him, inside a marble temple he could see expressions of happiness, reverence, gratitude and in some a small hint of fear. Not that he paid much attention to the others, his attention was mainly drawn to the group directly below the throne. This group was made up of people of various ages, from old men with gray and wrinkled hair, but with strangely healthy bodies and postures upright like poles, to young people of various ages including children. What this group in particular had in common was their expression, which could only be described as fanatical as they looked at the young man. The only thing that was going on in the young man's head, with all this excessive attention, was simply... ‘How did things get like this?!!!! I was just playing a game!!!!’ In a room in an ordinary apartment, in an ordinary city. A seemingly ordinary young man could be seen lying in bed with a cell phone on his chest. The cell phone was on and showing scenes from what appeared to be a game. With a small and intriguing coincidence that the young man sitting on a huge throne inside a marble temple was completely identical to the sleeping young man. ********************************************** Thanks to ImagineArt for the image

The young Chen Feng was betrayed, but he accidentally activated the treasure of the Creation Divine Scroll. From then on, he rose from the Taoist temple, joined the sect, practiced martial arts, wielded a sword, suppressed everything, competed with the sky, competed with people, seized the destiny, controlled the universe, and cut through all the ways. There are countless geniuses in the world, but I am the only one who can be respected and make the decision, shocking the ancient and the modern. ✨Love this translation? Support me on Patreon for early access, exclusive content, and more! Your support keeps the translations coming—subscribe today! ✨Join me on Patreon: Patreon.com/flokixy

Eirik was always the village fool—more interested in tinkering with odd inventions and ancient architecture than in anything practical. But when he stumbles upon a forgotten temple and accidentally awakens the Godhand, he learns that he is the last heir to the Demiurges, an ancient line of divine architects. Now, Eirik is tasked with an impossible mission: to restore the crumbling Forgotten Realm, a land abandoned by the gods and overrun with ruins, mischievous spirits, and dark forces. Armed with his quirky powers, Eirik must rebuild the world, one strange creation at a time, all while uncovering the secrets of a lost civilization. But Eirik’s journey is anything but straightforward. With every new challenge, from sentient bridges to floating islands, he’ll need to outwit gods, negotiate with forgotten deities, and fend off the Voidborn—a malevolent force intent on consuming what remains of the realm. In a world where even the simplest task can go hilariously wrong, Eirik’s optimism and creativity might just be the keys to saving a dying world… if he can figure out how to use the Godhand without destroying everything in the process. Join Eirik on his journey from village fool to master builder in “The Reluctant Demiurge: Builder of the Forgotten Realm,” a story filled with humor, adventure, and the most unpredictable construction projects you’ll ever see.

Oh hey there! Welcome to my totally not your average novel. I'm Natsuo, your humble guide (well, maybe not that humble) through this wild rollercoaster of a story. Buckle up because things are about to get real. So, picture this: I was just your regular guy—well, if by regular you mean born into a family of portal-hopping "Dimension Walkers," betrayed by a kingdom, and accidentally sold my soul to Lucifer. Oops. Now I’ve got these wicked powers like gaining all knowledge (yes, I’m a genius), multiplying anything by a trillion (imagine a trillion-dollar pizza), and copying abilities (basically, I'm like the ultimate cheat code). Oh, and did I mention I’m emotionless now? Yeah, turns out selling your soul has some side effects. Who knew? Anyway, things went downhill real fast when the Night Commander decided to try and kill me and my best friend Minami. Spoiler alert: didn’t work. But, in a twist of fate (and some magic portals), I ended up in a new dimension where I ran into some really "interesting" characters, like a dude in a red suit named G.W.A.K.(Guy with a katana) He’s kind of like a talking cartoon with a katana—breaks the fourth wall and cracks jokes like there's no tomorrow. Honestly, he might be funnier than Luci, my annoying floating eyeball companion. Now, with these crazy new powers, I’m hopping between dimensions, stealing abilities from other powerful freaks, and maybe trying to find a way to reclaim my soul before Lucifer decides she wants more than just a one-time deal. Did I mention I don’t play nice? Yeah, if you’re looking for a hero, you’re probably in the wrong place. But hey, stick around! There’s betrayal, epic fights, fourth-wall-breaking shenanigans, and enough sarcasm to fill an entire kingdom. Oh, and if you’re reading this, you might want to keep your eyes peeled—I might just be watching you. discord server:- https://discord.gg/QkbYtJEZ

After transmigrating into the body of an orphaned refugee, Zhang Wanqing finds herself in a feudal society with no golden finger or grand system to rely on. Gritting her teeth, she moves into a decrepit temple and picks up a hoe and shovel, vowing to survive against all odds. She clears wasteland for farming, raises livestock and poultry, and even brings back a wolf cub from the mountains to raise. Eventually, she manages to scrape by. Later, the perfumes she creates take the markets of Luzhou by storm, and everyone respectfully addresses her as “Boss Zhang.” Despite her success, Zhang Wanqing never forgets her roots. She promotes agriculture, builds schools, and provides relief to refugees, earning widespread praise and admiration. But what should she do about the handsome yet silly young man who follows her around like a loyal puppy during her daily tasks? When she hoes the ground, he fetches water. When she feeds the chickens, he herds the sheep—seemingly oblivious to the mud dirtying his elegant azure silk robes. “Suhan Shan, the fields aren’t plowed yet—what’s the point of watering them?” Zhang Wanqing finally questions him, her bright almond eyes glaring in exasperation. The bashful young man blushes, scratching his head and apologizing, “Mother said the soil must be moist for plowing to go smoothly!” At first, it seemed like a perfectly ordinary remark. But Zhang Wanqing is suddenly reminded of the shadows and whispers beneath the red canopy last night. Her face flushes crimson, and she tosses her farming tools aside, fleeing into the house. Behind her, the silly young man stands in the garden, scratching his head in confusion.

Arianna Rosviel, survives a violent attack at the Temple of Hirako with the help of a mysterious savior. Returning home, she faces emotional wounds and family tensions as her sister Astra, a city guard captain, investigates the attack. Clues hint at a powerful artifact tied to the temple, while enigmatic figures like knight in black and a demon loom in the shadows. Amid danger and mystery, Ari and her family navigate trauma and unravel secrets, united by resilience and the bonds of family.

As an ordinary person who found herself in another world, Yuna a fanatic reader decided that she is too ordinary and lazy to achieve something big and want to live a lesisure and easy live, following the masses and blend in on the new world she found herself in. However, Yuna who thought herself to be quite ordinary tends to accidently create extraordinary things. •Influencing in letting the most feared assassin guild being created •Becoming a legend by creating the most respected Knights •Accidentally led the establishment of the most devout and pious Temples .......so on and so forth. Yuna who found herself at the centre of it all : "......." Yuna: "I swear I'm only an ordinary person and everything is a mistake! an accident! I don't know anything ༎ຶ⁠‿⁠༎ຶ" Not only that, Yuna also have the knack of attracting all sorts of psychopaths. Psychopath no 1: "I cannot live without you, I won't let you leave me" Psychopath no 2: "You are my God and I am at the mercy of your will" Psychopath no 3: "What do you mean I am free? You are my shackles" Psychopath no 4, 5, 6, 7 : "Master, you cannot abandon us!" Yuna: "Fucking hell, what did I do??? Why Me??? (⁠ ⁠ꈨຶ⁠ ⁠˙̫̮⁠ ⁠ꈨຶ⁠ ⁠)" As a person who is always ordinary, Yuna felt overwhelmed in another world that cannot let her be ordinary! _____________________________________________________________________ Assuming a role of an ordinary person in her previous life but adorn the role of either a God's messanger, Pioneer of Light, Guide, a path or even the God itself..... A fateful and eventful life of Yuna began in another World. [May the Holy Light be with you]

In a world where dragons once ruled, their elemental powers now shape human destiny. Amidst ancient ruins and hidden temples, whispers spread of Aetherius's return. Five young individuals, each bearing a fragment of the elemental dragons' essence, must navigate treacherous landscapes, forgotten lore, and their own destinies. *Protagonists:* 1. *Eira* (Terrakai's heir) - A geologist uncovering ancient secrets in the Slavic mountains. 2. *Kael* (Aeropex's scion) - A winged warrior battling Norse storms. 3. *Ling* (Hydrokros's descendant) - A Chinese scholar seeking the Dragon's Heart in the mystical waters. 4. *Aria* (Pyropex's legacy) - A fiery performer in a European circus, hiding her true nature. 5. *Niam* (Nexarion's chosen) - An Indian mystic wielding the Aether Dragon's essence.

After enduring a life filled with countless injustices at the hands of a merciless system, Alastor finally breaks free. But just as he begins to plot his long-awaited revenge, he finds himself thrust into a world far more perilous than he imagined—a realm shrouded in darkness, plagued by monstrous demons, where the only sanctuary lies within the hallowed walls of the Temple of Light. Alastor, sceptical to his core, scoffs at the notion of gods and blessings. Yet, without true faith, he knows survival in this treacherous land is impossible. His only solution? Brainwash himself into unwavering devotion. But Alastor’s mind proves more treacherous than any demon. The war between his rational side and his fanatically devoted persona spirals out of control, creating an inner battle as fierce as the external one. Irrational Alastor: “The God of Light is my guiding star and my life. I’ll protect his honour at any cost!” Rational Alastor: “Are you insane? The God of Light is a scumbag. Snap out of it!” Irrational Alastor: “Silence! He is pure and perfect and I won’t hear otherwise!” Rational Alastor: “Uagh! I want to kill myself.” In a world where enemies lurk both outside and within, can Alastor reclaim control of his own mind before he’s consumed by the divine madness he’s created? Or will his greatest enemy truly be himself? Alastor: You! God of light bastard, get your hands off me or else!

"Beyond the celestial horizon, a catastrophic balance shifts, unleashing echoes of destruction upon the realm of Vylaxys. Amidst the chaos, Lyra'kaidos emerges, a mysterious wielder of ancient magical artifacts. Her unyielding quest: vanquish the enigmatic Echo Keeper, Zha'zik, whose twisted ambition has ravaged the land. As Lyra forges unlikely alliances from different parts of the cosmos, whispers of her true destiny spread: a chosen artisan, born to wield the essence of the tribal realms. But with each step, the shadows deepen: What secrets lie within Lyra's forgotten past? What drives Zha'zik's relentless pursuit of cosmic balance? And what ancient mysteries will be unearthed in the forgotten temples of Vylaxys? Join Lyra on an epic adventure through treacherous landscapes, treacherous politics, and the hidden dimensions of her own soul. Will her unyielding spirit and mastery of the celestial arts be enough to shatter the echoes, or will Vylaxys succumb to the abyss? _The Celestial Artisan_ weaves a tale of magic, mystery, and self-discovery, where ancient powers, mythical creatures, and cosmic forces collide in a world teetering on the brink of oblivion."

In a realm where mortals, spirits, and gods coexist, Lei Sheng, a gifted young warrior from a small village, discovers an ancient martial arts manual hidden in a forgotten temple. Driven by a desire for strength and a yearning for immortality, Lei Sheng embarks on a journey to the legendary Jade Celestial Sect, where powerful cultivators hone their skills and protect the realm from dark forces. As Lei Sheng grows stronger, he unearths secrets about his own mysterious bloodline, which links him to ancient heroes who once defended the Jade Realm from an age-old evil. Alongside friends, rivals, and unexpected allies, Lei Sheng battles fierce demons, conquers spiritual trials, and faces his own inner darkness. Along the way, he must confront the ambitions of Feng Jiayi, his bitter rival whose power rivals his own, and contend with a traitor within the sect, bent on resurrecting a demon king that threatens to plunge the world into chaos.

Ye Mumu found that the ancestral vase in her home could magically connect to the ancient times two thousand years ago. So she met an ancient young general. The general guarded the important city on the border and was surrounded by 300,000 barbarian troops. There was a severe drought, the riverbed dried up, and 200,000 people starved to death, leaving only 80,000 people. With nowhere to go, the general and the people of the city could only wait to die passively! He begged the gods for water and food, hoping that the people would survive. Ye Mumu waved her hand and approved it! She hoarded a large amount of supplies to feed the soldiers and the people. Steamed buns, steamed buns, flower rolls, and meat sandwiches... every day is different, giving the ancients a little shock of modern food. Sending military books, hoarding food to recruit soldiers, building factory arsenals... giving the ancients a little shock of modern military. When she was deceived, the inherited family business faced bankruptcy. To repay her kindness, the general gave her a lot of money, paintings, antiques, and porcelain... With antiques, she saved the family business, became the richest woman, and reached the peak of her life! The general relied on Ye Mumu to provide modern military equipment to conquer the barbarians, recover the nine states, pacify the six kingdoms, and unify the world. He promised to build a temple for her and worship her for generations. The general sent a marriage certificate: With the mountains and rivers as a witness, I look forward to meeting you when the sea is clear and the river is calm. Under the marriage certificate is a phoenix crown and bridal robe. What a good young general, so this is what you are thinking!