Pickle Crying Baki

“∞” is the symbol for infinity. What would happen if one possessed infinite skill points? Living life anew, with infinite skill points and any skill instantly at full level, Zhong Lin wants to see who is above the nine heavens. ------------- This is the story of an ordinary person traversing into a different world, slaughtering all adversaries with infinite skill points.

The fallen Sky Knight was the sky's tears, and with altitude still at hand, he wouldn't give up, Blood and Fire and Iron descended from the heavens, Behold, the heavens were crying! The roaring soul was rising through the sky!!!

In the Kingdom of Orlos, only those who have any kind of talent will receive fortune and glory. In a competitive society, only those considered strong would survive, but their strength will be determined by the star that shines on their birthday. The archdukedom of Felnatus has four heirs, all born into wonderful and auspicious stars, but one hidden heir is treated like a lowborn in the family.

Cold blooded killers scattered all over the planet, a legacy too strong to give up, but he never wanted to be part of it, he just wanted to live with his mom.......untill fate decided another path for him. Will Bright cope with his new destiny.......or succumb to the darkness most do.

"Why does everyone hate me. I never did anything wrong and still everyone hates me. Human and Gods all of them hate my, why why why Why! What did I do to deserve this". This question has always plagued Shin'en for as long as he could remembèr and becoming a hero not only made it worse but has invited hate even from the gods. He is a weeping soul, crying out to the cosmos at this cruel joke that was his life. Even in death when he is finally free, the universe will not let him rest and sends him back to be a burden of hate and rage.

‘Is this shit actually happening to me?’ That was Kael Carter’s first reaction when he saw a bunch of priests kowtowing in front of him, worshiping him as the ‘Hero.’ For a good while, he actually thought it was just another one of his dreams, until reality hit him. It was real… He was actually summoned to a fantasy world where magic exists. A world of Beast Tamers. A world where Humans and Magic Beasts grow stronger together. A world he, as its supposed Hero, was meant to protect. His response? “Fuck no!” How was he supposed to protect an entire world when even opening a jar of pickles was like a life-or-death battle to him? He was no Hero. And to prove it, he decided to place his hand on the ‘Orb of Resonance’ that was supposed to ‘confirm his identity as the Hero.’ But then, [Ding!] He heard a sound. [Talent Awakened.] [Talent Name: Dragon Genesis] [Talent Rank: SSS Rank] [Description:] [Power to turn any beast with even the slightest trace of Dragon Blood in them into a full-grown Dragon.] ‘What in the hell…? I... I can create Dragons…?’ Kael couldn’t believe what he was seeing. In a world where Dragons were living Legends—creatures of unparalleled strength, wisdom, and power, In a world where entire Kingdoms tremble at the sight of just one Dragon. He could create… an army of them? ... AI-Generated Cover. ... Discord: https://discord.gg/qZHRTHGdZG If the link does not work for some reason, DM me: SleepDeprivedSloth

In a world governed by glowing portals, procedurally generated dungeons, and a System that tracks everything from combat stats to embarrassing titles, Dante Steelblade a brave but brainless teen with dreams of glory charges headfirst into destiny armed with little more than a splintered broomstick and wildly misplaced confidence. By his side is Pickle Peter, his fabulous, magically-inclined best friend who fights in enchanted unicorn apparel, casts weaponized glitter spells, and just wants to survive long enough to find a boyfriend and upgrade his wardrobe. Together, this unlikely duo dives into the Dungeon of Distant Moaning, hoping to prove their worth, get rich, and avoid dying in horribly stupid ways. Between glitter-fueled boss fights, cursed footwear, undead fashionistas, and a System that seems more sarcastic than helpful, Dante and Peter will level up, screw up, and stumble into danger over and over again—all while redefining what it means to be heroes in a world that’s about 60% magic, 20% loot, and 100% bullshit.

How many years ..... have passed? Uh..one...two...three... uh..four...five..hmm. Five years....hmm..uhhhh...haahaaahaaa...[laughing loudly] ..Finally...finally..it is ready ..I am ready... screaming loudly Indra looked at his hands then towards the glittery glowing greenish blue crystal which had been just a plain black rock for last five years. He had been waiting stuck in a room with transparent walls surrounding him. The only view he could see outside was 'Nothing'..There was nothing ..not even a single non living entity. It was dark all around..but sometimes he could see a pinkish light dispersed in the surrounding which used to disappear after some time. The room he was in had been floating in this darkness unaware of where it was heading just lost in this pin drop silence. Surprisingly he had not been hungry nor tired in these five years. But he felt he would go insane in this loneliness and eternal silence....

"Where were you last night?” “Take off your clothes, and I’ll answer.” “Don’t play games with me. Where did you go?” “We’re not married yet. What’s with the interrogation?” *** Never trust a woman who almost wore your sister’s ring—especially when that woman is Giovanna Lombardi. They call her La Leonessa, the most dangerous woman in Brookhaven. She claimed me. Married me. But this isn’t a marriage. It’s a hostage situation. She wants my family’s empire, my obedience, my body—but only when it amuses her. But I want to survive the year, to find who really killed my sister, and maybe have a little fun while at it. The problem, someone keeps shooting at us. But the bigger problem is, I don’t know if it’s her, my father, or me.

Cynthia Fola is a woman who seems to have it all. A celebrated author. A loving wife. A devoted mother. Her books have touched hearts across the world, yet the story she’s never told is the one still bleeding inside her. Six years ago, in the silence of her apartment, she miscarried a child she never told anyone about. Not her friends. Not her therapist. Not even Damson, the man whose name she whispered through the pain. He left her soon after, never knowing what she lost. She never asked why. She just survived. Now living in quiet elegance with her husband Levi and their son Adam, Cynthia has carefully rebuilt a life that looks whole. But when a professional event in Dubai brings Damson back into view — older, bolder, and standing on the very stage she’s meant to own — the walls she’s held up begin to crack. Memories return with force. Her body remembers the ache. Her heart remembers the silence. And in the glow of chandeliers and applause, she is forced to confront the love that left her, the pain that shaped her, and the truth she buried beneath success. Cry Me a River is a lyrical, unflinching portrait of grief, motherhood, marriage, and memory. It is the story of a woman who gave everything to protect someone’s dream, only to nearly die in the process — and what happens when that dream returns, asking for her voice again.

For Arata Itsuki, life is a movie where he's just a background character. His mission is simple: be invisible, graduate peacefully, and never get involved in the drama of the main characters. He is a master observer, and his primary subject is Aizawa Nanami—the goddess of perfection, the school idol whose life seems flawless. Their worlds were never meant to intersect, save for one anomaly: the cold hatred Aizawa Nanami always directs at him, a mystery too exhausting for Arata to solve. But his gray routine is shattered when he witnesses the tragedy that takes Nanami's life right before his eyes. That horror should have been the end of an ordinary day, but for Arata, it was just the beginning. He wakes up on the same day. Again, and again. Trapped in a prison of time, Arata soon realizes the only rule in this loop of fate: the day resets every time Aizawa Nanami meets a tragic end. Arata, the apathetic background character, is now forced to be the hero in a story that isn't his. The problem is, how do you save someone who wants nothing to do with you? Someone whose gaze could freeze your blood? With each repetition, Arata begins to see the cracks behind Nanami's perfect mask. He soon understands that the accident was no coincidence, but the climax of an unseen suffering hidden behind the goddess's smile. To break the cycle, Arata must become not only her protector, but also a detective, unraveling a past trauma that is the root of Nanami's hatred for him. Faced with a repeating destiny, Arata must find the answer to an impossible question: IF I DIE TOMORROW, WILL YOU CRY TODAY?

I was a bully. Not the misunderstood type — the real deal. I ruined lives, made people cry, and laughed while doing it. Then I died. And woke up in a fantasy world full of swords, spells… and zero indoor plumbing.

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This story is about how a girl at every step fighting for the attention, the moment where her comparison gets an end. Its about the journey of her rejections, her cry baby era and how she's dealing with it

--- Prologue: Not Your Typical Rebirth In another world, in another time, Shon Sharma was just a regular 20-year-old medical student from Bihar—tired, hungry, and slightly addicted to mythological web novels. He had exams on his mind, kheer on his wishlist, and no clue that his life was about to take a divine detour. One flash of blinding white light later, Shon woke up… crying. Not metaphorically. Literally crying. He had been reborn—as a baby. And not just anywhere, but in ancient Aryavrat, the land of Mahabharat itself. No Wi-Fi. No modern medicine. No idea why the universe threw him across space and time. But what he does have? His memories. His discipline. And a spiritual hunger that even the gods noticed. Now adopted into the same family that raised Karna, under the quiet skies of Hastinapur, little Shon is building himself from the ground up—body, mind, and soul. And when Lord Mahadev himself appears with a smile and a promise, one thing becomes clear: This is not just a second chance. This is the rise of Devaki Nandan Radheya Shon—the boy who will walk among legends, and one day, become one. ---

even a lone wolf cant ignore a maidens cry

In a world torn apart by nuclear wars and transformed by a mysterious force called Nui, a child named Loki is born with no known destiny. Amid a family filled with both pain and love, he grows up on a planet that shows no mercy, where the weak are crushed and strength achieves the impossible. His journey began with a cry… but where will Nui’s power lead him?

The midwives expected a cry. Instead, he opened his eyes, and the Blinding Flame snuffed out. He wasn’t born in silence. He brought it. -- In the years that followed, most forgot the child of silence. But silence remembers. And one day, it will speak.

Marcus died. Sad, sure—but then the voice in his head said “System activated” and he knew it was finally happening: reincarnation into a magical world. Time for spells, swords, and... wait, is that a deep fryer? He wakes up as a baby. In a burnt-down chicken restaurant. With a System that thinks sarcasm is a feature, not a bug. No royal bloodline. No ancient prophecy. Just soot, diapers, and a “Pitiful Crying” skill. Oh—and his magical circuits? Broken. He’s got mana, but the universe laughed and handed him a melee class. In a body that can’t sit up yet. Now, between avoiding fires (again), faking baby babble, and training aura like a tiny gym bro, Marcus is on a mission: survive, adapt, and maybe—just maybe—punch magic in the face.

Orphaned at a young age, Layla Llewellyn feels like the luckiest girl in the world after she moves in with her uncle Bill, a gardener who lives on the scenic Arvis estate in the Berg Empire. To Layla, Arvis seems like paradise; she loves to explore the vast forest, always bringing her notebook to record the wildlife she encounters. She especially loves the birds, watching them with awe as they hatch and grow from fluffy chicks into beautiful birds. Duke Herhardt, the young, handsome lord of Arvis, is also interested in birds—and in Layla. But the difference, is he's interested in birds because he likes to hunt them... and he's interested in Layla because he likes to make her cry. If a lovely bird is trapped in a golden cage, which will she choose: a life of luxury, or freedom?

Julius, the youngest Genius of his time dies, only to be reincarnated as the sixth Prince of a never-seen-before Dynasty. War, chaos, and natural disasters arise one after the other. His brothers want him gone, and the fight for the throne is heavy upon his arrival. Hmph! Julius rolled up his sleeves, can only roll up his sleeves and prepare to build his forces and advance the Dynasty with Technology. But with how empty his pockets were, how exactly was he to do that? PING! A mysterious system appeared in his mind. And at this moment, Julius only wanted to point his butt to the skies and fake-cry tears of joy. (As a grown man, do you actually expect him to cry?) GOD of Wealth! God of Wealth! The system appeared like a true God of wealth, splashing infinite money his way.

Have you ever grown tired of living? Sometimes you wish the next second your gone like a wind, like a shadow that only past by. Sometimes faking everything in order for them to see you smile is nothing but a hypocrite decisions when at night your silently crying your hearts out... A love you never know if their is one. all you ever want is to love and to be love.. but you always end up crying.. you give up the idea and became a different person in order to find love. But what you found is nothing but a nightmare that will end up eating your life away from guilt.... will you ever forgive yourself? will you end up your life? will he ever find out what he miss? before its too late...

Translated Novel Titel: 带着空间在逃荒路上养崽 After retiring, Gulan opened her eyes and found herself in a strange place. There was a little kid lying on her body, crying for his mother while sleeping. ...So she...acted as a mother... ...What? Save your son and raise him up for you. ...What? If you don't agree, you will disappear. ...Okay! Better to live than die. Looking at the skinny little kid with a big head, Gulan was silent. ...From then on, she began her miserable life of raising a child.

--- Prologue: Not Your Typical Rebirth In another world, in another time, Shon Sharma was just a regular 20-year-old medical student from Bihar—tired, hungry, and slightly addicted to mythological web novels. He had exams on his mind, kheer on his wishlist, and no clue that his life was about to take a divine detour. One flash of blinding white light later, Shon woke up… crying. Not metaphorically. Literally crying. He had been reborn—as a baby. And not just anywhere, but in ancient Aryavrat, the land of Mahabharat itself. No Wi-Fi. No modern medicine. No idea why the universe threw him across space and time. But what he does have? His memories. His discipline. And a spiritual hunger that even the gods noticed. Now adopted into the same family that raised Karna, under the quiet skies of Hastinapur, little Shon is building himself from the ground up—body, mind, and soul. And when Lord Mahadev himself appears with a smile and a promise, one thing becomes clear: This is not just a second chance. This is the rise of Devaki Nandan Radheya Shon—the boy who will walk among legends, and one day, become one. ---

"Orphaned at a young age, Layla Llewellyn feels like the luckiest girl in the world after she moves in with her uncle Bill, a gardener who lives on the scenic Arvis estate in the Berg Empire. To Layla, Arvis seems like paradise; she loves to explore the vast forest, always bringing her notebook to record the wildlife she encounters. She especially loves the birds, watching them with awe as they hatch and grow from fluffy chicks into beautiful birds. Duke Herhardt, the young, handsome lord of Arvis, is also interested in birds—and in Layla. But the difference, is he's interested in birds because he likes to hunt them... and he's interested in Layla because he likes to make her cry. She had been his lovely bird in a golden cage, and her tears had been his favorite melody. He had clipped her wings. He had locked her heart. He had broken her freedom. To keep her close, Matthias had done everything without hesitation. And because he hadn’t hesitated, he had never regretted. He had never reflected. He had never apologized. When his lovely bird, Layla, opened the cage he built and flew away, Matthias had made his cruel decision: “If I lose her forever and can’t get her back, I’d rather kill her.”

"City Boy Dreams" is the raw, emotional journey of a young man chasing music fame in a ruthless city while battling porn addiction, self-doubt, and the chaos of betting and broken dreams. Caught between faith and failure, he navigates heartbreak, street life, and the constant temptation to give up. This is not just a story—it's a confession, a cry for hope, and a dream fighting to survive."

to all who is shattered by the world, seeking reasons to live and be with someone who will love them equally, someone who would cry when they pass on. I dedicate this story to you all. Hoping for your wish to come true but warning you that not all story... has a happy ending.

Three months had passed since Riku and Ziya had moved in together. But instead of growth of affection between them, they had been separating from each other little by little, until Ziya discovered her lover crying at midnight. After that night, the hustle for the solution to the unseen problem exposed many unseen paths of expression, where she found herself and overcame her fear, whereas he found the reward for his hustle.