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Zelda Tears Yiga Armor

little one tears the villain's script

Jiang Xiaoman was bound to a system when she was three years old. The system told her that she was the lost daughter of a wealthy family assigned to play the cannon fodder in this script. The fake daughter that her parents adopted was the heroine of the story. Jiang Xiaoman blinked her eyes and asked, “What is a cannon fodder?”   System: “You all live in a book, and everyone is assigned their role. From now on, you should keep on blackening and be a bad child. Do you see that little boy? He has a bigger role than you, in the future, he will become the big bad villain. Why don’t you bully him now, and show him up real good!” The naive Jiang Xiaoman picked a handful of colorful flowers and stuffed them into his hands. “I’m showing you something really good!” System: “…” Darling, you got it all wrong! Not showing him something good that way! The little boy: “I don’t need friends, I don’t need company. I’m just a burden that no one wants. It’s my destiny to be abandoned.” Jiang Xiaoman: “That’s wrong. Everyone’s existences have meaning. System said you are especially important, even more important than me. You’ll be a really really useful person in the future!” System: “…??” Did it say that?? Later on, the system stopped giving Jiang Xiaoman any tasks. Jiang Xiaoman was very sorry and said, “Mr. System, why won’t you play with me anymore?” System: “… just try to grow up first and learn to understand every word! You’re killing me!!” Jiang Xiaoman worked hard to blacken (not really) under the system’s supervision until she was reunited with her wealthy parents. She scratched her little head and asked, “Mr. System, what about the task? Didn’t you say that we should fight over the family’s wealth?” System: “What kind of wealth do you still want to fight over? You already have more money than your wealthy parents!”
Marwa_Barackzai · 567 Views

The Yamigami : Path Of God’s Tear

Well i just uploaded 5 Chapter on this platform and the rest is at my Patreon - AimiAsh - if you enjoy these 1st 5 chapters you can support me at Patreon Thank you. Kai Ryujin’s quiet life as a merchant is shattered when his ambitious half-brother, Ren, brutally betrays him, kills his beloved cat, Mochi, and reveals Kai’s heritage as a descendant of a legendary Champion. Consumed by grief and vengeance, Kai accepts the aid of a Yamigami soul that grants him a powerful katana, Yamigami, at the cost of his vitality. His journey to reclaim the God’s Tear—a divine artifact that could determine the fate of the world—begins with trials against demons, guardians, and Ren’s growing army. Along the way, Kai is joined by Amaya, a mischievous and enigmatic woman whose loyalty and feline grace harbor a secret: she is the reincarnated spirit of Mochi, now testing Kai’s devotion. As Kai travels through the Seven Nations, he faces moral dilemmas, unearths ancient truths about his lineage, and confronts the cryptic god Orin, whose hidden motives entwine with Kai’s destiny. Meanwhile, Ren’s descent into darkness and his pact with a Demon Lord escalate the stakes. With every battle, Kai is forced to reconcile his thirst for revenge with the growing responsibility to protect the world—and those he loves. But as secrets unravel and choices grow heavier, Kai must decide whether to trust his companions or succumb to the System’s dark agenda. Will he uncover the true power of the God’s Tear before losing everything?
AimiAsh · 1.4K Views

The Vampire King's Only Antidote - (Moved to a New Link)

Lord Ragnar Kamazotz is a vampire and the first ever of his kind. The beast in him only recognizes the tune of one lady…his Zeda. In his earliest years, she was the only person that could calm him down or get him close to sanity with the help of her instrument. All that stopped when she was gruesomely murdered by the greedy members of the royal family. He slayed everyone involved but he was never himself again. He survived by relying on The Prophecy that promised her coming back. Seven centuries later, he meets her again and his world is at peace until scenes from the ancient days rise up in this present one, threatening to kill her…again! People called her his poison but he called her ‘his Antidote”. ************************** “I remember…I remember you now my love” Zelda said as more tears fell from her eyes as she looked at the man who had suffered through centuries seeking her return. Kamaz was tongue tied…overwhelmed and his heart rate was faster than normal. She remembers… “I missed you so much Zeda” Kamaz said and Zeda lifted her hand to his face and he leaned into her small hand. “I missed you badl..” Kamaz wanted to continue but the rest of his words were buried in Zeda’s mouth. She had stood on her toes and slid her hands around his neck, dragging him to her level and placing her lips on his. Kamaz was stunned but not for long… He lifted her petite frame from her thighs and wrapped her around his waist for their heads to be at the same level and tears fell off their eyes as they kissed - pouring all of them into that soul uniting and heart joining kiss. She moved herself impossibly closer to him, making him second guess his decision of taking things slowly with her. “Quinzi toman,” Kamazotz groaned as their scents tangled.
SapphirePeter · 20.6K Views

Crimson Tears Of The Divine

Amidst the sea of fallen comrades, their lifeblood staining the earth, a solitary figure rises above the carnage. He stands atop a gruesome curtain of death, his longsword an instrument of divine wrath. In its gleam, one could sense a challenge to the very gods themselves. We were fools to face him; my comrades paid the price in their own flesh and blood. A desperate realization claws at my mind – a realization that I must escape this blood-soaked field and bring dire warning to the holy excellencies. I looked at my remaining comrades they instantly realized what I was thinking. They must know of this relentless force, this harbinger of doom. I looked at my comrades and as I turn to flee, fate intervenes, and our eyes lock in a moment of eerie connection. He looked at me and my comrades with his crimson red eyes. He swung his sword towards me. Why is the world upside down? I thought. Then I realized that my head was cut by his crimson sword. Time slows to a crawl as I find myself caught in the deadly dance of his blade. I see the malevolence in his eyes, a reflection of the abyss that has claimed so many. He cut through my comrades without batting an eye. The red moon casts an ominous glow upon the battlefield, and his crimson silhouette, now moving away, becomes a spectacle against the crimson canvas. With an inexplicable calmness, I embrace the darkness. As he strides away, the embodiment of destruction and beauty, I can't help but smile like a fool. Amidst the ruins and the echoes of my demise, I whisper to myself, "Beautiful!" - a final tribute to the twisted elegance that accompanies the brutality of this merciless crimson devil.
CelestialMountain · 2.7K Views
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