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This is a dream future, where time travel can be done, even going back to the past is not difficult. The Time Keeper Division is created all over the world. When a major case cannot be resolved by the local police, the case will be handed over to them. With a note that whoever Timekeeper who goes to the future or the past, can't change anything, can't say anything, can't desire anything, and they have been sworn in with 7 oaths of allegiance. In the Superpower County that stands on reclaimed land, Karsa, there is a team in the Time Keeper Division that is very well known. They had never failed in any class mission. One day, the elite team got a leave after working for a long time. Going back and forth from the past to the future exhausted them. Who would have thought that they would get a surprising mission in the middle of the vacation? Not to mention, it was an F class mission! They get a sudden mission to investigate who has saved an orphaned girl from an assassination attempt a few days ago. Who would have thought that in order to carry out this F-class mission, they would have to be trapped in a parallel world with the exact same reality as in the world they know, but on the other hand, they don't know at all. All the humans in that world... are after them?! A trivial mission that initially only asked them to transcribe and record history, instead turned into a mission full of mystery and required them to be able to survive in a world that was falling apart. UPDATE DAILY

"She's not a poet. She only transcribes her feelings."

Unsolicited historian Zhang Ruomiao discovered when sorting out the classic books of the sage in the Xiu Shiguan, these books are only bamboo slips and silk, which are not easy to preserve. So he began to transcribe some interesting anecdotes that he had read in these books on paper, and called it "The Sifang Weiwen Lu". While Zhang Ruomiao was transcribing things, he discovered that once he transcribed some stories, those stories distributed in different dynasties seemed to have really happened...

I found cyberpunk programmers on a freelance website called Upwork. They are good at their work. I have access to a phone number I have wanted to get my hands on for months now to confirm my fears. Their email is cyberpunk @ programmer . Net

As the record of all things, The Akashic Record is omniscient, omnipresent, omnipotent. It even exists beyond the scope of the Recorder’s complete understanding. They are bound to transcribe various preordained paths and deviations decreed by fate. However, sometimes, a Recorder encounters pieces beyond those set paths. Pieces that are too small or strayed to be recorded normally. Fragments lost or forgotten. Recording the entries, I encountered some of them, And here is where they will be recorded. A way to see the world differently. So join me as we revel in, Fragments of The Akashic Record

In the aftermath of a great war, Violet Evergarden, a young female ex-soldier, gets a job at a writers' agency and goes on assignments to create letters that can connect people. After four long years of conflict, The Great War has finally come to an end. Caught up in the bloodshed was Violet Evergarden, a young girl raised to be a deadly weapon on the battlefield. Hospitalized and maimed in a bloody skirmish during the War's final leg, she was left with only words from the person she held dearest, but no understanding of their meaning. Recovering from her wounds, Violet starts a new life working at CH Postal Services. There, she witnesses by pure chance the work of an "Auto Memory Doll", amanuenses that transcribe people's thoughts and feelings into words on paper. Moved by the notion, Violet begins work as an Auto Memory Doll, a trade that will take her on an adventure, one that will reshape the lives of her clients and hopefully lead to self-discovery.

A message from the future, transcribed. "War is coming. That is the most important fact, the only important fact, because it will destroy so many people, so many lives, so much innocence. We weep when we think of it. We are asking for your help because we must." Dedicated to those who are putting their lives on the line today to defend their homes and families in Ukraine.

"...meeting you remains one of the best things that has ever happened to me. How I wish I could have stayed in this dream to a time past eternity. Vividly, I recall your buxom figure in transit through my eyes but now I can only imagine how beautiful your countenance was. Words alone in my poems can never transcribe the beauty embedded in your being." Dear Love Chris-This pen bleeds, this paper is red

To all those who read my words, I'm merely a 17-year-old with a fervent imagination, eager to transcribe the world I've crafted within my mind onto the page. In the tranquil realm of Etherea, five continents thrived in isolation for centuries, blissfully unaware of one another's existence. However, three centuries ago, the veil of ignorance lifted, igniting a devastating war that raged on for decades without victor. In a bid to halt the bloodshed, the deity of Etherea intervened, crafting a new continent as a battleground for warriors from each land. The prize: kingship over the entirety of Etherea. Now, as the first monarch of this unified world passes, the specter of chaos looms once more. Join me on this odyssey as we witness the unfolding events in this realm of uncertainty. And there's a challenge embedded within: can you anticipate who will emerge as the ultimate victor ( MC).

A hidden old man emerged from the ring, tightly concealing and teaching top-level martial arts like squeezing toothpaste. Did a "ding~" sound ring in his mind after being inserted into strange systems? He traveled back in time and became a transcriber who implemented the theory of dimensional reduction using knowledge from the future. My goodness, it's already 2023. Are there still people using these outdated cheats, including Xia Yi? However, why must the old man hide and conceal, why not directly teach top-level martial arts? Why must the "system" be an external object, can it not be cultivated internally? Why travel back in time to use future technology for dimensional reduction? Eureka! The indigenous Xia Yi who crossed the mountain range shares quantum mechanics with you. Finally, there is a question. After obtaining these golden fingers, what kind of person should one choose to be? Since you have sincerely asked, I will kindly tell you! To prevent the destruction of the world, to maintain world peace, to help the oppressed resist tyranny, be a consistent and happy person!

This book includes untold stories of different but deeply related times that should go down in the history of the World of Aerkha. Then a bard must tell... An unsung song, a bard must hear, For an unforgiven soul, must play the reed clear. An unheard battle cry of a valiant warrior bold, A bard must scry and sing with honor to the threshold. A bard trembling in fear, with a fireball spell so near, A mage, lost in thought, may miss the spells he wrought and steer. A rogue slinks and sneaks, seeking the bard's heel to strike, A fiendish jab thrown hard, a tale left unrevealed alike. None heard the bard's final tale, as she cried out in pain and travail, After all is said and done, what is a glorious charm to unveil? Without a rhyme and a song, it's nothing but a lifeless arm, For it's the melody that breathes life, and the verse that keeps it warm. Author's Note to Reader: "Dear Reader, History Of The World series comprise of unique tales and suspense short stories from different ages and lands of the Aerkha World." This book marks my fifth attempt in the last fifteen years, but the third to be published here or anywhere. Previously, I was hesitant to share my work, but now I am eager to receive any criticism. Therefore, dear reader, I implore you to provide your comments freely. Your thoughts are invaluable to me. Thank you in advance, and I hope you relish this tale. The seeds of these novels sprouted from a role-playing game that I played during my university days. A finely crafted scenario allowed my friends and me to embark on hours of memorable sessions, each one rife with wondrous adventures. With each passing session, a new, special adventure took hold. We exchanged ideas for hours on end, discussing events in this fantastic world's history or debating the creation of new races. Now, I regret not having taken more detailed notes back then. Most of the events and dialogue have faded from my mind, leaving behind only an obscure old story and a faint outline of the fantasy world we created. But I knew I had something significant in my possession; seven characters, each more exceptional than the next, with sturdy backstories, waiting for the right moment to be reborn. Even though it has been nearly twenty years since those days, I always felt an obligation to do justice to the legend of these seven heroes. It was the writer's responsibility to reassemble and transcribe the fiction with skillful storytelling, as the tale was worth remembering."

A love story so sweet that anyone could relate to. Yet the author was accused by one-read-stand outsider readers that all she did was just to recount an episode of her life. Plot torn apart, hard work deemed useless. So Marie-Rose was forced to fight back. She fought back by writing new chapters. This time, the chapters really were transcribed pieces of every day life as everything that she wrote came true. Even though the author openly humiliated the outsiders by turning them one by one into negative characters, none of them was able to quit now that the romance between the novel's true main characters emerged again. Suddenly, everyone was secretly wishing to walk in the shoes of one of the two leads. Soon, however, their dreams were cruelly scattered by the author when they were made to realize that the shoes don't fit them. "Didn't y'all say I'm writing about myself? So now, no, you can't take my place! Move, b***, get out the way!" At the same time, the followers acknowledged the existence of a small base of privileged readers who became the top stars of the novel making for cute side characters. What did they do to fall in the grace of the author? What qualified them: was it the good looks? was it the amount of coins they contributed? what was The Secret? All the rules of a successful novel had been broken. The two main characters have no flaws, they are too perfect for anyone to match them. The male lead only makes his appearance in the 50th chapter. The novel has all it takes to estrange readers. Yet, they keep on reading... ******************************************* Wait, you're still reading this. Why are you still reading? ******************************************* Live your life in silence and never tell anyone anything. People destroy beautiful things... If you want an adventure full of gossip and badass sass, this is your place. Even though she graduated at a special academy, Marie-Rose had yet to exercise to fully master her psychic abilities. Nevertheless things never turn out as planned, soon envy makes its way among her peers only to end up disturbing the fine line of the balance between peace and war, between life and death... *** The current work is written for Webnovel readers only - it is not available on any other platform. If you do find it elsewhere, please let the author know. The original story "The girl on the pier" was discontinued and will no longer be published on the platform. It is currently under work in order to make it better suitable for a web novel. To break the author's rules, there was a swipe in the original story "The girl on the pier" between the ML and the villain in what regards their names, hence the apparent switch in roles. Under the current novel, "People destroy beautiful things", the original naming rule of the male lead was restored: his name starts with J. However please note the two stories are not connected and the characters are different despite carrying the same name. The outline of the current story was written between 2019 and 2021 and made public on a social media platform in the author's native language. The outline along with comments about the characters and the action is still accessible on that group for anyone interested. The current novel, a split off from the previous one, contains some ideas emerging from a true story (the part about the secret services as pictured in some documentaries) - however please note that this is fiction and does not represent the real state of facts. Any outsiders should refrain from reading if they are easily offended as this work is not a mandatory novel in the literature class curriculum: it caters to the requirements of a very small audience whose views on life do not coincide with yours. Best regards to those who directly supported my work: Carmen, Paul, Livache, Vic & Ovi.