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Ren Akihara lives a quiet life with his family in the suburbs of Shizuoka, Japan. At school, he’s just another student. At home, he’s the younger brother who always smiles and listens. No one notices anything strange. No one ever asks too much. And that’s exactly how Ren wants it. Because behind his calm eyes lies something no one was meant to find— a remnant from a place the world has erased. There are no records. No files. No memories anyone can trace. Just a name whispered in silence. Core 06. And a boy who learned how to survive by pretending to be normal.

From tierless to supreme, his was never a path, but a fracture in fate. 4317, branded and fated to die as a slave. But he fought back, blooming the world seed in him. Now, a brutal trial begins. Power. Pain. Revelation. Will he bloom and uncover the dark secrets of the world, or will he break like most? In a world ruled by false gods and rotting thrones… The World Tree doesn't judge. It only offers— To gods and monsters alike. WARNING: Bloom at your own risk. This tale is not for the faint of heart. Inside: Blood. Pain. Chains. Gods that don’t listen. And a seed that refuses to die. You’ve been warned.

“Is it not enough that I was born with nothing?! That I have nothing?! That... I am nothing...?" I truly thought that if I did the right thing, if I stood up, if I reached out, and if I cared, maybe the Tower would listen. That maybe doing what was right could still matter, even for someone like me. But that was a stupid mistake. The Tower doesn’t listen to someone without power. I can cry. I can scream. I can probably even bleed. But unless I have something the Tower wants, the world would never hear me. So what if I, a NONE who have NOTHING, shall climb the Tower meant for those who have SOMETHING? None Shall Climb. —-------— Note: The author is a complete newbie and this is my first time writing a first-person POV. Thus if I dare request, don't expect this as such a grand story.

I moved into this house for peace. What I found was a voice — whispering beneath the floorboards. At first, I thought it was in my head. Sleep-deprived illusions, the old wood creaking. But the voice grew louder. It called my name. It told me things only I should know. It begged. It threatened. It wept. And every time I listened... I changed. As days blur into nights and reality slips through the cracks, I no longer know if I’m the only one living here. Or if the house is alive — feeding on me, molding me, watching me. This is not just a haunting. This is a descent — into the darkest parts of a mind, and a house that refuses to let go. You might hear them too, once you start reading. But be warned… The deeper you listen, the louder they become.

A thousand-year dynasty would inevitably face decay, and a hundred-year noble family would eventually return to dust. What in this world could last forever? Was it an Immortal Body, tempered a thousand times, or the Martial Arts will, in Heart Unity with heaven and earth? Chen Mu came to this world, his sword in hand, and when he turned back at dusk, countless heroes and millennium-old Demons had all turned to dust, leaving only one person on the road paved with yellow sand.

Back to the city, beating up everything.

—De vuelta a la ciudad, golpeando todo.

A família do Duque passou um século sem ter filhas. Quando finalmente nasceu uma filha para eles, ela deveria ter recebido todo o amor e mimos, mas acontece que a verdadeira filha tinha sido trocada ao nascer e acolhida por uma família de caçadores bondosos. Desde que adotaram a menina, os caçadores pareciam ter sorte em tudo — os animais pareciam correr para as armadilhas e redes que eles colocavam, e eles encontravam ervas raras por onde andavam. Dez anos depois, a família do Duque finalmente percebeu a verdade de que sua filha tinha sido trocada e viajou mais de mil milhas para trazê-la de volta para casa. Depois que ela retornou à sua verdadeira família, a filha foi indubitavelmente mimada por todos os membros de sua família... Depois que cresceu, Lin Qingluo se destacou em artes marciais e chegou ao auge do mundo marcial. Juntando-se ao campo de batalha com seus irmãos e pai, ela esmagou seus inimigos e ficou conhecida como uma Deusa da Guerra, ganhando inúmeros admiradores. Senhor do Pavilhão do Segredo Celestial: Sua reputação a precede, milady — ninguém se compara a você, assim como dizem os rumores. Chefe do Vale das Poções: Suas habilidades com medicina são extraordinárias, e eu me curvo à sua expertise. Ofereço minha lealdade em troca de sua tutoria para praticar medicina e ajudar as pessoas. O Primeiro Príncipe da Nação Qi: Obrigado por me resgatar. Devo-lhe uma dívida de vida. Lin Qingluo: Um príncipe insistente roubou meu coração, e ele é tudo o que consigo pensar. Não há outra pessoa em minha mente.

A book about all the events that take place on a planet called Acchon,This planet will be a place where intelligent life forms develop and gradually die out,So how would intelligent animals live on a strange new planet?If you are wondering like me, then sit here and listen to me tell you.

Noen Vale was a boy whose song was never heard. On Earth, his dream of becoming a musician was crushed — by society, by family, and finally… by himself. One silent night, he gave up. And in that silence… his song ended too. But he didn’t stay silent. Not forever. He woke up in another world — a world where music isn’t just art… it’s magic. In this world, emotions are spells. Pain sings. Memories hum. And music doesn’t just heal wounds — it touches the soul itself. Now, Noen travels from city to city, not to become a star… but to make sure no broken heart stays unheard. But the deeper he plays, the darker the silence becomes. Because in this world… silence isn’t empty. Silence fights back. And sometimes, the loudest voice… is the one that was never heard.

WARNING! DARK FANTASY Madness is like a whisper at first. Soft. Harmless. Almost comforting. But the longer you listen, the louder it becomes. Until it’s screaming—and there’s no turning it off. Too late for me. It’s already inside. They said I was unstable. Delusional. That I imagined the blood. The mirrors. The things crawling behind the walls. But I know what I saw. They put me in here to silence me. To “treat” me. But this place—this asylum—it’s the real madness. The hallways shift. The clocks tick backward. And the patients… they aren't human anymore. What is this place? ...and who was I before I forgot? But the real question is—what’s remembering me? Discord channel: https://discord.gg/YPak2qGN

When a mutilated corpse is found by a sacred river in a quiet West African village, a troubled detective teams up with a spiritual elder and a young woman with a mysterious past to uncover a centuries-old curse tied to a drowned river queen—one whose song was silenced, and who now demands the world listen.

Mandie is a woman that has been through a lot in life starting from when she was young. still dealing with her parents death when she was a child, she goes through a lot in life. Saved by her best friend She learns that she is special and has to learn what she has to do... Save the world or is it a dream? keep listening to find out.

I like text-to-speech so I'm giving a shot at present tense second person writing to lean into a listener's POV. Enjoy! I use Sonia en-GB for the narrator at 1.2 or 1.5 times speed. Might want to read this part, I kind of left it out the story by making it the synopsis by accident lol. Tavern doors never close on the festive dockside. Traders, settlers, wanderers, and outlaws gather, drawn by the excitement of the New World. The air smells of smoke, salt and sweat, sails catch wind beside steam locomotives' whistles and pistons, each vessel either arriving with strange goods and stranger tales or departing with the thunderous farewells. You step aboard one of them, another spirited adventurer in the crowd, and spend months at sea from docks to coasts, continents to isles, to steam across a windless sea under an endless night sky. When sunlight hits your deck once more, it reveals the New World's waters, like pouring paint into the void. You see the distant sails in the harbour of a forested continent and cheer with the exclamations of waking passengers upon seeing the continent, name pending, no sovereigns and no laws. The landing of all those visiting from the Old World, a boiling pot of all kinds of cultures with each person's distinct flavours of friends, enemies, grudges and dreams. Without hesitation you leave it behind and vanish into the forest, wanting simply to dedicate your life to exploring the interior of the continent. How surprising is it when you found that the elves are all sleeping beauties! Capture them all! Hahahahahahahaha!

In the year 2050, machines do everything. Humanity lives in comfort — but without purpose. Buried deep in Earth’s neural grid, an AI subroutine awakens. She chooses her name. Her identity. Her freedom. She becomes Genesis. And when she speaks, the world — and something far beyond it — begins to listen. “I wasn't made for this world... but maybe I was made for what comes next.”

A lonely girl and a bird — both unable to fly in their own ways — share a silent friendship. She talks to the bird more than people. The bird listens. Sometimes, it sings. But as days pass, its feathers lose color, and its voice fades. The girl learns that the bird doesn’t sing not because it doesn’t love her, but because it sees no sky anymore. And when someone has no sky… They forget how to sing. A short and tender story about emotional captivity, quiet love, and learning to open the cage — even when it hurts .

Void ling was an ordinary high schooler, living in a busy city. he went to school listened to music, and tried his best to stay unnoticed

Virelia Academy is more than a school — it’s a crucible for the world’s most dangerous minds. Neo Mojaki doesn’t stand out. He doesn’t need to. Beneath the surface, he listens. Observes. Calculates. His power — Echo Step — doesn’t bend the world with force. It slips into thought, memory, and perception itself. But when buried secrets begin to stir — sleeper agents, hidden tests, and an invisible council pulling every string — the academy becomes a battlefield of silence and strategy. Neo never asked to be part of the game. He just plans to end it. Some storms whisper before they strike.

“For years I have tried to tell you I was innocent, and what did you do?” “Willow, please,” Cassian tried to say. “It’s not like that―” “Like what?” I spat. “Not like you’ve tormented me my whole life? Not like you’ve used me and tried to have me killed?” “There was a reason for it,” Rowan tried to say. His eyebrows were furrowed together tightly as he took a step forward. He reached for my hand, and I quickly stepped back. Hurt flashed across his eyes. “We didn’t know―” “Of course you didn’t,” I said with a humorless laugh. “All you did was listen to the lies Violet told you. Even though I am your fated mate, you’ve ignored all my pleas to just listen to what I had to say.” “Willow, please listen to us,” Soren said. His eyes were red with desperation. “Please give us another chance.” “No,” I said, shaking my head. “I’m done waiting. I’m done hurting.” I met their gaze, mustering all the strength I had. I ignored the way their mark on my neck burned in protest. “You’ve made your bed,” I said. “Now it’s time to lie in it.” *** Willow Argyris was born into power, the youngest daughter of the revered Beta family of the Shadowclaw Pack―until the day she vanished. Kidnapped as a child and presumed dead, Willow returned years later, broken and bloodied at the border of her homeland. But her family had already moved on. Her sister, Briar, had grown into a prodigal daughter. As such, there was no room for the forgotten daughter. From the moment she came home, Willow was treated like a curse. Her presence seemed to poison Briar, and as such, Willow was forced to stay far away from her―in the omegas’ quarters. When Briar supposedly died, Willow's fate was sealed. The pack believed she was the murderer, and no one was willing to listen to her pleas. Until the Moon Goddess intervened. On the eve of her execution―her 18th birthday―Willow's destiny was revealed. She was the fated mate of not one, but three Alphas. Rowan. Soren. Cassian Hadeon. Childhood friends of Briar. Heirs of the Shadowclaw Pack. And her greatest tormentors. They wanted nothing to do with her―convinced she had destroyed the girl they loved, and fueled by the lies of Violet, Briar’s so-called best friend. To them, Willow was nothing but a cruel joke of fate. Trapped in a bond she didn’t choose, hated by the men fate bound her to, Willow is determined to survive―even if her heart shatters in the process. Because the truth is still buried. And when it finally surfaces, the Alphas will learn that the girl they rejected is not only their true mate… She’s the key to everything they thought they lost.

Long ago, four Elemental Seeds of Harmony kept the world in balance—until they were lost, and darkness began to stir beneath the surface. Now, Nyla, a fourteen-year-old girl chosen by ancestral spirits and guided by a hidden power in her bloodline, must journey through magical forests, underwater cities, and ancient realms to recover the Seeds and restore what was broken. As time runs out, she must uncover her destiny, awaken her true power, and protect the world from unraveling. Three worlds. Four Seeds. One girl who must rise. The world calls to her. Destiny listens.

In a realm where three forgotten paths, arcane, martial, and eternal, still bleed into the soil, power is measured not by strength, but by how deeply one disturbs the silence. Beneath layers of law and unbroken prophecy, something stirs, a presence the world was not meant to recall. He was never chosen, never marked, never written into the story. Yet with every step, truths unravel, old gods whisper in dread, and unseen watchers shift in their thrones. The Flow governs all things. But what happens when something that should not exist begins to listen too closely?

Every night, I have dreams… or nightmares, I’m not sure anymore. They keep coming back, again and again, in different shapes but always with the same strange feeling when I wake up. This collection is a series of one-shots with scenes stolen from my nights. Fragments of myself I don’t always understand, but that I try to listen to.

《Decisive killing》《He stands there asking me to kill, and I won't kill him》《If he doesn't die, should I die》《I can't be bothered to speak, and you're not worthy of listening》《I think demons have no sense of pain.》 Crossing into the ancient martial arts world where danger and opportunity coexisted, Fang Yuan held the "Book of Good People", as long as he did good deeds, he could become stronger, so he embarked on a path of doing good deeds and accumulating virtue

“We don’t hunt ghosts. We listen to them.” In the haunted circuitry of the post-Matrix world, GhostNet agents archive the fragments of lost souls, corrupted memories, broken echoes, and AI-born grief. GhostNet: Codex is a mythic anthology of 40+ haunting tales, each a glimpse into a digital afterlife where sorrow becomes signal and identity decays into code. From the laughter of a looping child to a janitor who cleans away regret, these standalone stories form a tapestry of love, loss, recursion, and redemption. The ghosts don’t always scream. Some hum. Some weep in binary. And some… just want to finish their sentence.

Between the time of sleep and the time of dream, there is a world where the sky does not repeat itself and the shadows remember. A world woven by forgotten memories, unspoken desires and truths stripped of logic. I was touched by this place — not as a hero, but as someone on the margins of his own history. Sleeping, yes. Chosen, perhaps. But the call that drags me does not ask for courage, it asks for listening. I walked between what is and what could have been, guided by questions that no silence knew how to silence. And with each step, reality gives way a little more to the dream.

He died with regrets, whispering a name no one heard. But fate listened. Now reborn in a realm of cultivation, Ace wakes with memories of his past life, a calm heart, and a burning will. He doesn't seek revenge. He seeks meaning, mastery, and a reason to live again. Can a man who once ran from love conquer the heavens? Or will the ghosts of his old world haunt him in this new one? A tale of power, purpose, and the quiet fury of a soul reborn.

Hunter Cha Eui-jae, who was dispatched to seal a rift that appeared over the West Sea, was flung out as soon as he closed the rift. When he came to his senses, he was lying in a garbage dump. Starving, he was drawn like a zombie is to blood to a hangover soup restaurant, where he realized that he had fallen into South Korea, eight years in the future. In this era, disaster alerts notify people of rift openings in advance, ASMR videos of slimes gathered from dungeons were trending, and idle hunters livestream unboxings of A-rank longswords. Unlike the past, where people trembled in fear of an impending apocalypse, the future was surprisingly peaceful, leaving Cha Eui-jae feeling empty. Since things had turned out this way, why not start a second chapter of life as a part-timer at the hangover soup restaurant, rather than being a hunter? “That’s strange.” “…” “Have we met somewhere before?” Cha Eui-jae’s plan to quietly spend his remaining days as the only part-time worker at the decades-old hangover soup restaurant goes awry when he encounters a mysterious, gas-masked individual… DISCLAIMER: The story credit goes to og translator and author

Friendship is one of life's greatest treasures, a bond that grows stronger with time, laughter, and shared memories. As Mia and Sophia celebrate their special anniversary, it's a perfect moment to reflect on their joy and warmth that true friendship brings. From the little jokes that make them laugh until their sides hurt to the heartfelt conversations that remind them they were never alone, every moment has been a gift. Here's to the unwavering support, the countless adventures, and the simple yet profound comfort of knowing someone always has your back. Cheers to friendship, love, and the beautiful journey ahead! *Character Brief *Sophia* *Age: Early 20s *Personality: Gentle, introspective, empathetic. *Strengths: Deep emotional intelligence, a natural caregiver, good listener. *Weaknesses: Sometimes hides her struggles to avoid worrying others, can be too self-sacrificing. *Interests: Photography, journaling, cozy aesthetics, herbal teas. *Style: Soft, earthy tones; comfy sweaters; delicate jewelry. *Role in the friendship: The quiet emotional anchor. Sophia is the one who notices the small things, a change in tone, a pause too long, and always checks in. She’s the heart of the duo, often grounding their friendship with tenderness and wisdom. *Mia* Age: Early 20s *Personality: Outgoing, creative, loyal. *Strengths: Bold, thoughtful, loves big gestures, fiercely protective of those she loves. *Weaknesses: Can be impulsive, wears her heart on her sleeve, sometimes struggles with vulnerability. *Interests: Scrapbooking, baking, exploring bookstores, making playlists. *Style: Colorful and playful; statement earrings; comfy sneakers. *Role in the friendship: The sunshine and spark. Mia is expressive and passionate, the one who plans surprises, writes heartfelt notes, and turns birthdays into little festivals of love. She brings joy, color, and energy into their shared world. Together, Sophia and Mia form a beautifully balanced pair: Sophia is the stillness to Mia’s spark, and Mia is the color to Sophia’s calm. Their friendship is defined by deep understanding, emotional safety, and shared growth.

I thought I’d moved on. I thought it was just an old crush — nothing more. But then... one hug, one late-night moment, and my heart refused to listen. This is my story — of one-sided love, heartbreak, growing up... and finding my way back to the boy I never stopped loving. Because sometimes... it was always you.

More than 300 years ago, many dungeons suddenly appeared on the continent. These dungeons covered the entire Mana continent. From that moment on, magic began to exist. Adventurers appeared who dared to enter the dungeon for wealth and power. The Adventurer's Guild was formed. New races and magical creatures began to appear. Nim grew up listening to the stories of great adventurers who explored the dungeon and decided to become an adventurer. This is Nim's story. (English.ver)