Beam Rifle Sound Gundam

At dusk, a young girl walks home alone. Due to upcoming exams, she has been staying late at school to study, often returning home at twilight or even in the evening. Her route home takes her through a park. As she walks through the park, she suddenly hears the sound of hurried, chaotic footsteps rapidly approaching. Just as she begins to turn her head to look, before she can complete the motion, someone grabs her forcefully.

Thirteen-year-old Alexandra Storm's life is a mystery. With no memories of her past, she's driven to uncover the truth about herself. As she embarks on a journey of self-discovery, she'll encounter unexpected friends and stumble upon a hidden world beyond the veil of reality. But the darkness of her nightmares hints at a sinister force lurking in the shadows cause her to wonder if it is truly worth it.

a young man is suddenly thrust into a new world out of nowhere a world he could only dream of before with magic, kingdoms and a bit of technology how will he use his new found power in this new world will this world change for the better or worse can he break the habits and emotions that have become ingrained into his very being or will he be consumed by them plunging this new world into chaos

In one fateful day, the world has suddenly turned into chaos as zombies appeared from every major city on the planet. Millions were killed each day and the world government collapsed in just a month. Just as the world was about to lose hope, one person, Thomas Estaris, awakened a system that allows him to summon weapons like pistols, assault rifles, even heavy weaponry such as tanks and helicopters. Will he be able to save the world from its destruction caused by the zombies or die trying?

"This twisted world needs to be reset. That's what V2 is for!" ------------------------------------------------------------- Waking up only to find that she's reincarnated into a world very reminiscing of a game that she used to play, Yuki is suddenly thrust into a worldwide conflict. To ensure the longevity of her newfound motherland, Yuki will have no choice but to flip this war upside down. If only to finally has some closure for past life also. So buckle up, strap your helmet tight, and keep your rifle loaded and on safe. This is not your bog-standard story about overpowered characters on a battlefield, no. This is a story about warfare in all its bloodied glory, the leader that calls the shot, the soldiers that execute them, and the nation that's backing them up. And along the way, sprinkle those a healthy dose of beautiful maidens, lily/futa romances, and build a harem. This is not gonna be a quick and decisive run, no. We're in this one for the long haul. Hail, Ironblood! As of now, this story is available on Scribblehub, Patreon, Webnovel, and RoyalRoadl. Do note that I'm the actual author for this one. Send me power stones or better: Support me on Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/Heartbreak117

Once a reincarnation or two show up in the world of a game, they tend to mess up the whole story - but then what if a ripple that their appearance created caused a seemingly random NPC to move forward on his own? The haggling demon. Cunning, ambitious, ruthless, always on the grind. The male yandere. While the reincarnated villainess and the reincarnated heroine try to change the world in their ways, the world starts revolving around him instead! All hail the rise of a new crimelord!

Zach Civilcent finds himself at the center of Zyber Endfall—an era in which Earth, like countless other planets, undergoes a brutal transformation. Nations no longer exist; instead, they have been replaced by corporate-controlled governments. Traditional money has been discarded, with resources now serving as the currency of survival. Cybernetic technology dominates, offering power, comfort, and the means to endure in a complicated universe. While most embrace these enhancements, Zach refuses to conform. But everything changes when a mysterious system grants him a natural cyber implant—an anomaly that sets him apart from every other being in existence. In a world where power defines survival, Zach must navigate a new reality, where humanity and machinery are becoming indistinguishable. One beam, one moment, is enough to erase dreams and destroy lives. - Disclaimer: As ironic as this is, I use AI to assist my writing as a form of paraphrasing, word structure editing, and grammar correction. This being said, Beam System is a non-profit book and I will never gain a cent from writing this. I'm writing this book for fun, and while my ideas are original, some aspects of the writing are not. However, the foundation of my story stays original.

My book is about a a man named Krova Astris but Kastis for short he was a normal man in a normal life, then got isekai'd.The main character personality will be over all relaxed hiding his true pain under a care free mask. Also the name Krova is a Russian inspired word because krov’ means blood I just did a slight modification to sound better and Astris is apparently French inspired I think.

Ever wondered what a love poem sounds like after a long day at the office? This collection offers a unique blend of heartfelt emotion and everyday reality, capturing the highs and lows of life in a series of unforgettable poems. Get ready for a rollercoaster of feelings, from the tender to the turbulent.

'LEO PARTH' is a 17 year old boy who lives in a small apartment in the city of MUMBAI (INDIA). When he was 7 years old his parents died along with his two sisters in a plane crash. After the accident Leo's parents' best friends adopted him. When Leo joined high school he got bullied by his classmates because of his unusual colour of his eyes and hair, but he didn't have the courage to face them. One day when Leo was on his way to his school trip an accident happened and he fell into a deep trench. When he woke up he found himself in an unknown place filled with bright daylight and an endless sea. There Leo heard a sound of a flute. When he followed the sound he found himself in front of a big golden gate. He touched the gate by curiosity and the gate opened and then he saw a figure in that endless sea. "Huh? A person".............

In the future of the Blue Star, a red beam of light suddenly descended and caused the rapid evolution of animals and plants. Ten cosmic monsters appeared out of nowhere and humanity was plunged into endless disasters. Wang Ye transmigrated with his talent for limitless skill points (cheats), rising from obscurity in times of crisis and breaking through deadlocks step by step... He embarked on a legendary journey to conquer all clans, become the leader of the human race, and rule the universe's seas. This fast-paced and exciting novel has a vast worldview, and features a truly intelligent, manly, and brave protagonist! (You know what I mean.) There are already excellent books of mine like "Star Forge", "Breaking The Galaxy With A Blade", and "And I'm Carrying The Hero Universe" with nearly ten thousand words updated each day. Quality is guaranteed, so please feel free to read them and add them to your favorites.

"Ring Around the Rosie" is a classic nursery rhyme you've probably heard while walking past a playground. The playful, short song may bring back childhood memories of holding hands with your friends and spinning around in a circle. But what if this little melody wasn't as innocent as you thought? Are the lyrics truly as sweet as they sound, or is there a dark meaning behind them? Keep reading to find out!

[Processing dead body... 45%... 56%... 99.9%... ding!] [Error.] [Reprocessing dead body... soul found... ding! 2%... 5%... 59%... 67%... 99%... ding! 99.9%] [Process incomplete.] The woman had red hair that glowed like embers. Her face was strikingly fair, but her entire body appeared faintly transparent like glass under sunlight. She blinked, disoriented, as her gaze settled on a hideous, robotic bird hovering nearby. Its sharp, angular body looked mismatched, with awkwardly stiff wings and an oversized beak that glowed menacingly. It was focused on her lifeless body on the ground, shooting thin, bright laser beams across her body. Hazel stared at the bird, her figure stiffening. "What in the world..." she whispered, her voice echoing faintly. If you're confused, let me explain. Just a few minutes ago, Hazel had been driving, enjoying the breeze through her open window. That's when she noticed a tiny puppy stranded in the middle of the road, trembling and helpless. Her instincts kicked in. Without thinking twice, she swerved, steering the car sharply to avoid hitting it. The puppy was safe. But Hazel wasn't. Her car had crashed, and she died instantly. Now, Hazel had become a ghost. Her body felt strange—light and weightless, yet she could feel every movement as if she were still alive. She floated, her hair billowing as though caught in an invisible current. Then came the noise. Ding! The sound was loud, sharp, and mechanical. Hazel flinched, looking around until her eyes landed on the robotic bird. It was still scanning her dead body with its obnoxious laser beams, beeping and whirring as if annoyed at its own failures. Hazel frowned, watching it from a distance, but after what felt like the tenth scan, her curiosity got the better of her. She floated closer, hovering near the hideous creature. It twitched, almost startled by her presence, before it froze completely. Ding! [Process complete] [Congratulations, soul number XOXO, for binding with the Baby-Raising System!] Hazel blinked, her ghostly hand clutching at her chest out of habit—forgetting she had no heartbeat anymore. "The what system?" [Newbie Packet detected! Festive Season Bonus activated for Host.] Ding! [Opening gift automatically… Bonus Daddy included in every world.] She froze, her hands dropping to her sides. Her mouth opened slightly in disbelief as the robotic bird chirped happily, almost smugly. "Wait... what? Bonus Daddy?!" Hazel's transparent figure seemed to flicker with frustration. Her chest rose and fell as if she was still breathing, though no air passed through her. The bird made another cheerful ding! sound, completely ignoring her shock. "What is this? Some kind of sick prank?" Hazel muttered, pacing in her ghostly form. She glanced at her lifeless body again, then back at the bird, her mind racing. She was dead. That much was obvious. But now she was... stuck in some baby-raising system? "What the heck is going on?" Hazel hissed, throwing her hands up.

After crossing into the game world, Bai Yi noticed something was off with the timeline. It felt as if it had regressed from version 3.0 to a state just before the public beta. [The Dawn Rising BOSS template has been bound. After testing, the original BOSS Blood Prison Greedy Wolf has died. The new BOSS template is being generated. Please wait....] Bai Yi: ?? [You have created an exoskeleton mechanical device. Experience value +10,000, alchemy technology proficiency +100, skill point +1, additional experience +10,000.] Bai Yi: ??? So, BOSSes can also grant experience? As players arrived, they stared at their city lords, lost in thought. This game shouldn’t feel this real! It’s outrageous enough that the BOSS is the city lord. But what’s with the BOSS piloting a Gundam? THIS IS A TRANSLATION!!! Enjoy

Hatred consumed Claire Wentworth's heart. The path of substitute marriage after her rebirth marked the starting point of her revenge. However, the emergence of Alexandre Montfort was like a beam of light in the darkness, gradually warming her cold heart. She was caught in a struggle between love and hatred. Each time she witnessed Alexandre Montfort's tenderness, her resolve for revenge would waver a little. But every time she recalled the pain of her past life, hatred would flare up in her heart again. Their love was tested in the fierce fire of revenge. How would this complex and profound emotion blossom in a world filled with schemes and calculations?

A Beast master: "My spirit beast is a fire-type Earth Flame Jiao. It spans over a hundred meters, boasts a powerful physique, and travels a thousand miles a day. Each scale is as hard as a blade, and its innate ability, Dragon Flame Wave, can incinerate mountains and boil seas. After battle, it requires seventh-grade or higher fire-attribute spirit fruits or resources to replenish its energy." Leon: "My spirit beast has multiple forms and is entirely forged from Phoenix Blood Red Gold. It's equipped with rocket engines, ion laser swords, mini-missiles, and palm-mounted laser cannons... Everything’s great, except it’s a bit fuel-intensive. But that’s okay—I’ll just switch to a nuclear reactor soon." A Beast master: "???"

"hi" he said looking at me directly I have seen him for a while from time to time when he came to our house with my brother but I never thought he would actually talk to me . " mmm hi " I said sounding weird on purpose making me sound like I am starting to recognize him bit by bit , I didn't want to make him feel I was weird by being to friendly. "do you need help" he said pointing at the bags of groceries I was holding "oh no it's okay but thank you" I sayed smiling awkwardly and then he flashed a beautiful and shy smile which got my heart beating so loudly. "then bye " he said still smiling. "bye" I said back.

They called her Moon—a name that raised eyebrows and invited questions she preferred not to answer. With empty pockets and an emptier stomach, she wandered until she reached the borders of Blace, a country she'd only heard whispered about in taverns. But timing had never been her strong suit. The nation was at war, desperately recruiting anyone who could hold a weapon. The military's offer seemed simple enough: three meals a day, a roof overhead, and a bed to call her own. In exchange, she'd wear their uniform. Moon should have known better—nothing comes that cheap. Now she had a year or less to transform from a street-smart survivor into a soldier, under the watchful eye of Lieutenant Harrington. The Lieutenant was a man carved from winter itself, with ice in his veins and frost in his voice. He had no patience for weakness—or as he called them, "chickens"—and Moon quickly learned that his training methods matched his reputation. As she fumbled with her rifle and struggled through combat drills, one thought kept haunting her: in choosing a way to survive, she might have just signed her own death warrant.

She stood at the porch glaring into the partially lit outdoors, the full moon ... the sound of the wind soughing through the trees... Birds chirping. She exhales opens the door and walks in, sounds coming from the tv she switches it off

My name is Shen Mu, I just turned twenty this year, and I am a heavenly traveler. Two and a half years ago, because I was squatting in the toilet pit playing with my cell phone for too long, when I stood up my legs were numb and unsteady, and I accidentally fell forward. Then accompanied by the sound of the cell phone falling was a burst of heavenly rotation, and came to the sky of this immortal cultivation continent. After that, there was a sound of clothes being torn by a strong force, and my clothes were torn into pieces by an invisible force, even my pants were not left behind. But fortunately, I was falling into a spiritual lake. Unfortunately, there was someone in this spiritual lake, and it was also a stunningly beautiful fairy with an excellent figure. Unfortunately, I only caught a glimpse of her fair face and body, and then I completely fainted. When I woke up again, that fairy used this as a threat to forcefully take me as her disciple. I had no choice but to bow my head to her and agree. Since then, my cultivation life in Wanxiang Peak has thus begun.

Year 2050, after world war III. Resources and habitable land was stretched to it's limits. Plans to colonise Mars have almost succeeded as ships from the 5 most powerful groups on Earth each sent ships to Mars with a total of 150 million people. Now 4 months have passed and strange things begin to happen, freak weather and mysterious beams of light appear in the capital of the five major powers. If that wasn't strange enough every human received a notification... in their mind. Informing them they are qualified for something, but what?

Alex is your average eighteen-year-old guy. He enjoys hanging out with his friends, playing games and in general, having fun, but he has a secret. Every night he is hunted down by a mysterious shadowy figure with a long silver rifle. Will he survive his encounters with this hunter? And what is the identity of the man wielding the long silver rifle?

In the tides of struggle and power, who can reach the ultimate? In a world of factions and species, who can attain power? In a land whose past is obscured by the naivety of the present, who can uncover the hidden? Karl lives in a world of species and evolution, his path thrust upon him without his consent. Cannons, rifles, shard armor, legions, knight cities, and hive cities. Injections, grace, blood, evil, and ruinous gods... The world has forgotten a soul. A soul whose coming is unpredictable but sure like the mist. Karl has awoken, and what path will he leave behind? Would it be the same?... Like before? This is the story of the "Son of the fallen empire" or is it the living error? Or perhaps...The reaper!

On a beautiful day, all high school students in Vietnam were summoned by the gods to countless different planets to destroy the threat called "Demon King". Can they survive and return to their homeland?

'Ha?!' The golden-eyed baby was confused but oddly ang-- ....wait angry!? Since when could babies make such distinct angry sounds? 'I'm naked, don't look at me like that, pervert!' Okay, I've gone completely crazy, or baby just said that I'm a pervert.

Humans escaped Earth's prison and conquered the Solar System. Peace has reigned for a thousand years. Yet, the Terrans became mired in their comforts and decadence, neglecting the other inhabitants of the Solar System. So begins a new age of war, a tragedy of a long neglected history. Author's note: In this story, I intend to integrate elements from shows I love-- gundam, modern sci-fi shows such as 'The Expanse', add strategic elements from shows such as legend of galactic heroes. These elements might be political intrigue, more technological development, robotics, cyberpunk, character development, rationality. Ultimately, I want the story to end up with a strong sense of hope despite the horrors of conflict.

1 Peter 4:7 "The end of all things is near; therefore, be of sound judgment and sober spirit for the purpose of prayer."

In a city alive with fleeting dreams and aching melodies, Aiko arrives with little more than a guitar and a fragile hope for connection. Mio, a guarded guitarist burdened by a broken past, has long since learned to shield herself from the vulnerability music once brought her. When their paths cross in a quiet café, music becomes their shared language—a tender bridge between two hearts hesitant to fully open. Together, they weave songs that speak of longing, courage, and the quiet beauty of finding someone who truly hears you. Caught between ambition, vulnerability, and the weight of unspoken truths, they must navigate the silences threatening to unravel everything.

Chen Miao transmigrated to a supernatural world, where everyone had their own profession, such as "Student", "Fighter", "Thief", and so on. After much contemplation, he activated the "Gunslinger" profession. From then on! While the foreign races brandished their claws to invade, and others tirelessly trained their physical fitness and learned skills. Chen Miao silently ventured into secret realms to collect all sorts of materials, crafting Occupation Exclusive weapons like the "Thompson Submachine Gun," "Falling Blossom Sniper Rifle," "Inferno Gatling," "Matrix Sky-Eye Cannon," and so on. ... One day, people suddenly noticed that a very unfamiliar Supernatural Occupation had appeared on the city's Combat Power rankings. And in the crowd. Chen Miao, bare-chested under a black suit jacket with sunglasses on and a cigar in his mouth, held two Inferno Gatlings in his hands, looking up slightly at a group of scoundrels in front of him with the corners of his mouth turned up. "Don't wait for me to stuff the gun barrel in your mouth before you admit you were wrong."