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"DEADLY ANIME ADDICTION"

A Few Warnings for the Reader: This short novel is written for people who appreciate Japanese anime – a worldwide community numbering in the hundreds of millions. It's important to understand from the start that anime is not just "children's cartoons," as animation is often perceived in places like Europe and the USA. Anime represents a distinct form of animation and a significant cultural force, almost like "super-cinema." It can be incredibly dynamic and explore serious themes. Now, let's be honest, a large portion of anime is… not great. Maybe around 90% could be considered simply "okay" or even, let's say, "trashy." It can be blatant, silly, and not particularly engaging. Many viewers watch one of these less impressive shows and then assume all anime is similar. But that's a mistake! Understand this: by doing that, you're missing out on potentially the most captivating entertainment of your life. That's not an exaggeration – it's a genuine perspective. But the remaining 10%? That's where the true "super-cinema" lies. Good anime is unmatched in its ability to tell emotionally resonant stories and deliver dynamic action. Anime creators are free to push boundaries. Their imaginations delve into the complexities of the human heart, challenging the common "European view" that restricts animation to children. This story(it's not a Fanfiction!) is a tribute to a classic anime called "Fate." Fate is not my personal absolute favorite – there are masterpieces which incredibly hard to surpass. But still, it's a powerful example of the story started as a simple eroge and converted to a deeply emotional cult film.
AlviChanti · 553 Views

The Marriage Trap

[Bad Body X Downfall Heiress] When Shen Chaoxi first met Shang Jianghan: She had been thrown out of her house by her biological father, while he was trapped inside his car after being overtaken at a sharp bend. A pair of slender and fair hands parted the crowd, and at a glance, saw Shang Jianghan's handsome face crushed beneath the weight. The crowd was panic-stricken, trying every possible means to rescue him, but none were as effective as Shen Chaoxi's cunningly angled kick that broke through the door. —— When Shang Jianghan saw Shen Chaoxi again: In Shangjing's top-notch club, Shen Chaoxi, dressed in an overly loose Didalun janitor's uniform, was squeezed into a corner of a corridor by several young scions of the Beijing Circle, with only a metal fence separating her from the twenty-meter drop behind her. Shang Jianghan, hands in pockets and a cigarette hanging from the corner of his mouth, watched coolly, waiting for her to open her mouth and ask for help. With a clap of her hands, Shen Chaoxi swiftly knocked the group of scions to the ground, wailing in pain! —— The next time Shang Jianghan and Shen Chaoxi met: In the corridors of the Beijing University Affiliated Hospital, all was white. Her grandmother's condition had worsened beyond help, and in front of her lay the cold, black-on-white consent form to give up treatment. Her pale, delicate fingers held the black pen, signing her name with firm strokes. Shang Jianghan approached and, with a swipe, tore the document to shreds. I'll save the person, I'll pay the bills, you're mine! —— Years later, As the setting sun cast long shadows, Shang Jianghan leaned against the car door, watching his wife's aggrieved face as she complained, shaking her slender arms: "Your son must lose weight, my arms are sore from holding him!" Shang Jianghan's lips curved into a faint smile as he gathered her into his arms to soothe her, his emotions swirling with gratitude that such a Shen Chaoxi belonged solely to him! Sweet pampering/dual purity, join the story with ease!
Pure Eleven · 108.9K Views

Entwined: Stuck in Her Grip

◾ SYNOPSIS◾ He stood motionlessly, his cloth dripping of excess muddy liquid, his gaze fixed on the retreating petite figure, riding away on her bicycle. His face was as phlegmatic as ever, his icy stare lingering on the lucky lass. "Just say the word, Zay", his friend nudged. An almost inaudible sigh escaped his lips. He dug his finger into his hair, ruffling it a bit. He turned around and walked towards his car, not even sparing his friend a glance. As soon as he gets in, he shuts the car door, placing his head on the car's head rest while closing his eyes. His men understood the message and put down their guns. Jove shook his head and turned to walk to the car. "It's your first time, dude. What the heck happened?" He asked, walking into the car. "Take the wheels, Damon." His mesmerizing yet cold voice rang, ignoring Jove's question. Jove sighed dramatically and leant back on the seat, bringing out his phone - he was used to his best friend already. Zayde Stoll was the name. His name alone triggered lots of emotions - love, admiration, fear, hatred and every other feelings one could possibly have. He was dangerously handsome; an exact opposite of his real self. At 25, he already was the world's youngest billionaire, having the least number of ten companies in each country. His name made great men fall to their knees and everyone wondered how his fame grew that much. He was known to be eerily cold and he killed without second thoughts. He only needed to say the word and whoever would drop at his feet. He was a real description of a merciless demigod and people shook when he entered college. Jove was his best friend and the only person he talks to aside his Dad, despite their very striking differences. Jove complimented his name - he was one hell of a jovial person and really cheerful...but the heck, he was the world's biggest player. Although he condemned the manner with which Zayde handled his victims, he knew he couldn't do anything about it, having known Zayde since childhood. "Damon! You want to kill us?!" Jove suddenly yelled, yanking off the earpiece he had on. He had fallen back on impulse from the near death crash they barely escaped. He glanced at Zayde, a mistake at first, because the latter never acted like something just happened. His men kept stoic faces too, leaving him dumbfounded. "Am I the only living thing in this car? Because Damon almost sent us to our earliest graves and none of you will f**cking tell me you didn't see that!" Jove yelled. He was this close to being infuriated. Damon chuckled loudly. "It was only a mistake", he said with a shrug. "Yeah, a mistake that would've marked an end to my beautiful life", he said bluntly, his voice unable to mask the sarcasm. "You should be shameless at times, Jove." Boris said, turning back to look at Jove. Just then, Zayde put on his headphone with a slightly irritated huff, a clear indication everyone were disturbing him. They all shut up at once, returning to their previous activities. "You'll watch them kill me one day." Jove mumbled, sinking down into the seat.
Astra_Qilla · 8.5K Views

Godking (Aspverse)

Tags – Action, Adventure, Fantasy, Thriller, Mystical, Magic, Gods, Goddesses, Divinity, Dimensions, Extra Dimensions, ???, ???, etc. ---------------------------------------- Walking out of my apartment, I head down on an elevator, look at the watch, 8:43, damnit, just shy of my best time. Let’s hope that traffic is not bad today. Oh, who am I kidding, traffic is going to be horrible today with this weather. ‘I was right’, I think as I look at the massive backlog of cars on the streets and take out my umbrella before quickly trying to walk to my car without getting wet. Unfortunately, just before getting to my car, I hear a *BOOOM!*, and instinctively looking up, just in time to see a massive lightning bolt heading straight towards me, before everything goes black. I died. . . . Or I should’ve been dead, instead, here I am, in a place full of darkness and my thoughts. I don’t know how long I have been here, in this dark place, this void, but just as I think that I will start going crazy, I feel a faint warmth, and see light. With the light comes a strong pull before I can suddenly see normally again. But something feels different, now I feel strong, and supremely more aware of my surroundings. When I look around, I see a group of strangely dressed men and women, with Roman and Greek styles to their clothing. They all carry this strange feeling of strength and might, and a strange sense of superiority, then to what I’m used to. ---------------------------------------- Release Schedule: Unknown DISCLAIMER – This is a work of fiction. Not meant to offend or incite, but to entertain and (maybe) inspire. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents in this book are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. DISCLAIMER - Art by CK Göksoy This work is part of a greater collection of stories under the existence of the Aspverse. (Maybe) Early Chapters at Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/OriginEntertainment Join Our Community at Discord: https://discord.gg/N7Y3Rstew2
OrIgIn · 10.5K Views
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