Written Career

This story is about a professional esports player who was once the undisputed king of the game. At the peak of his career, he had to retire due to personal reasons, leaving behind fame, fans, and unfinished dreams. Now, after years away from the scene, he's fighting his way back to the top—determined to prove to the world that his best time was not in the past.

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The unknown murmurs in agony. Worlds fracture, and secrets long buried begin to stir. Above it all stands the Watcher, silent—until now. “Some books reveal secrets. This one erases them.” Across countless realms, paths open—twisting, dangerous, forbidden. They lead only one way: deeper into mystery. And yet the living follow. Not out of courage, but out of need. Out of fate. Each step forward unravels the fragile truth of their world. Nobles cloaked in scars, warriors without memory, and wanderers cursed by knowledge—they walk toward the origin of the unknown, unaware they are being watched... and written. The veil is thinning. The stories are bleeding together. The book that wasn't written has begun to write itself

For years, Han Yoo-jin was just another cog in the machine of Korea’s biggest entertainment agency, his eye for true talent ignored and his career stalling. But when he suddenly gains the ability to see a person's potential as a stat screen, the jaded manager realizes the machine is about to have a new master.

Yesaya "Yasa" Emanuel, a bright young man from Yogyakarta, held one burning ultimate goal: to fly to Leiden, Netherlands. His mission wasn't to pursue studies or a career, but for an impossible meeting with Keyla Luvena, his first love from high school, who left him because she was unwilling to be in a long-distance relationship.

In the 1960s, resources were extremely scarce. Thankfully, she had a personal space filled with supplies, ensuring she never lacked for food and clothing.

By the fourth year of Su Wan's career, every league rookie hears the same warning from their coach and veteran teammates: "You can try to impress him. You can even try to defend him. But no matter what—no matter if he hurls the most brutal insults your way—never, ever talk shit to him!"

An official who reaches the level of lifting a heavy object lightly, turning stones into gold, and being extraordinary is called an official god. Seeing the world with discerning eyes, being an official is like a god. Let's see how Song Guanchao rose step by step to become a high-ranking official

Nicholas Marjan, known as Niels, was an Asian football-obsessed loner in the modern world. A master of FIFA Career Mode, addicted to YouTube tactics videos, and followed every twist of the transfer window like it was life or death, he lived the beautiful game from behind a screen. Until the day he died. And woke up in the late 2000s, in the body of a once-promising young player at a lower-league English club. A player whose career had been cut short by a brutal ACL injury. With his playing career over before it could truly begin, his second life offers no glory on the pitch. But Niels still has one weapon: his mind. Armed with future knowledge of football's evolution, and guided by a mysterious, almost cheat-like instinct for scouting raw talent, Niels steps into the world of coaching. As an assistant at a struggling lower-league club, he begins to reshape the team from within challenging outdated tactics, unearthing hidden gems, and reigniting hope in the dressing room. His methods are unorthodox. His instincts, uncanny. And soon, whispers about the "young coach with a gift" begin to spread. This isn’t the story of a player chasing glory. It’s about someone reborn to change the game from the sidelines. From forgotten training grounds to Europe’s biggest stages, Niels is on a mission, not just to win, but to rewrite what it means to lead. He once dreamed of lifting trophies as a player. Now, he'll do it as a coach.

When a brilliant doctor meets a disciplined medical student on an arranged date, neither expects sparks—let alone love. But one dinner changes everything. Benjamin dreams of expanding his career abroad. Megyn must finish her studies under the watchful eyes of her strict, religious parents. They weren’t looking for love. Now, they’ll have to fight to keep it.

Catastrophic Necromancer / National Transfer: Necromancer! I Am A Disaster / Necromancer! I Am the Calamity The game descends upon reality, world rules are overturned, and humanity enters an era of universal career change. Magical beasts run rampant! Secret realms, dungeons, and abysses are countless! Terror and treasures coexist! Danger and opportunity go hand in hand! Only by becoming a career changer, leveling up, and growing stronger can one stand at the pinnacle of the world! On the day of career change, Lin Moyu becomes the sole hidden profession: Necromancer. He obtains a god-level talent, with just level 1 talent enhancing all skills tenfold. He gains a god-level passive skill, transferring all damage to his summons. From now on, as long as his summons don't perish, Lin Moyu won't die. "Endless god-level skeleton warriors!" "Billions of lich mages!" "Countless undead bone dragons!" "Can you withstand it?" Under the curse, even gods turn to bones. Corpses explode, the sky falls and the earth shatters, the world collapses. "I sit high upon the throne of bones, walking between life and death." "I am the calamity!" Discord https://discord.gg/c43Y7G5p

Honey is an Ex Esports pro in VRMMORPGs. Taken out due to her dominant demeanor, she was outcasted despite her skills. She was too Dominant For the shier men around her in the leagues. Her once-promising career ended, and she Started Sleep Streaming to make ends meet as her parents continued to profit off her previous career in gaming. She now hopes to change it all with the new Gabin Corporations VRMMORPG Galaxy Online. A game set in a new Universe that they have taken years to build and create with the latest and greatest VR technology and Artificial Intelligence. Join Honey as she tries to recreate her Career as Sleepy Wonder in Galaxy Online. This Story does contain 18+ content and Erotic sex scenes. There is gore in some scenes, and the story is not meant for those under the age of 18. Please be advised.

Updated every Wednesday and Sunday! Everyone wants to be the greatest, but for most people, that's nothing more than a pipe dream; for others, they feel like it's their destiny. Gladiators of the Gridiron is a story that follows two boys who are two sides of the same coin on their journey through their high school American Football careers to become the greatest of all time.

Written Excerpts of my long-term project "Legacy". Scenes, stories, scripts and more

Synopsis: Five years after Rion successfully rejected the ending written by her author, she finds herself rewritten but now she must face the reality of the additional NPC Mira Elen in their fantasy novels Mira enters various worlds of the novel genre and former villains who have been "erased or defeated" begin to gather and declare Mira Elen as a candidate for the failed villain to be written. Now, Mira must choose: accept her new script as an antagonist, or join the rebellion against the system.

The fantasy adventure began from a life of a girl named Eve Ainsley who seemingly had find ordinary no longer in her grasp. After encountering an unusual entity named Charger and a world above her knowledge known as Elis, she might even discover more about herself. And perhaps even the truth. Note: This is written with journal-style based on Eve's point of view. For that, there will be two perspective where one is written by Eve in a tale and the other is written by script based on actual thing that happened.

The sky smelled different. When Li Xiu opened his eyes, the first thing he noticed was not the sky’s brightness or the canopy of unfamiliar leaves above him, but the scent—earthy, humid, sharp like crushed bark and smoke. Then came the pain. A dull ache pulsed behind his temples, like someone had struck him with a rock. He sat up groggily, wincing as dizziness made his vision swim. His hands were small. His arms—thin. His feet bare, caked with dried mud. He looked down at his body. It was… wrong. Too small. Too light. Like the limbs of a malnourished child. And then, the memories hit. Not his memories. Not all at once, but in fragments—mud huts and fire pits, cold streams and stone knives. A hunting spear too heavy to lift. A group of children laughing and shouting, calling him names in a tongue that he somehow understood. “Mu,” they called him. “Grass-Eater.” “Idiot.” “The one who spits meat.” Li Xiu clutched his head, panting. This wasn’t a dream. He had died. Or perhaps not quite died—but his body was gone. Left behind in some sterile lab, slumped over a desk cluttered with microgrid diagrams and empty coffee cups. And now, somehow, he had awoken in this world—no, in this body. The village was already awake. Smoke curled from cooking fires, and the scent of roasted meat drifted from the central pit. Women with painted faces stirred thick broth in stone pots. Men returned from the morning hunt dragging the carcass of something that looked like a cross between a deer and a boar, its tusks nearly as long as a man’s arm. A tall man—broad-shouldered, dark-eyed—spotted him and sneered. “Mu,” he barked, tossing something at his feet. A hunk of half-raw meat. “Eat, before the dogs do it for you.” Li Xiu stared at the meat, throat dry. It stank. He could see flies already gathering at the edges, and the fat was still twitching from leftover nerve reflexes. His stomach turned. He remembered, vaguely, that Mu—the original owner of this body—had always refused meat. Or more precisely, his body had refused it. Sensitive digestion. Vomiting. Nausea. The tribe believed it was weakness. Uselessness. A soul not worth calling back from the womb. But the original Mu hadn’t been able to explain it. Li Xiu could. He understood the importance of balance, of nutrition, of edible plants rich in minerals. He remembered how certain roots could be dried into powder, how leaves could be used to prevent infection. But in this world, none of that mattered. Meat was the food of warriors. Meat was the gift of the gods. Chewing leaves? That was for deer. Or worse, for idiots like him. Still, hunger gnawed at him. He turned from the meat and wandered toward the outer edge of the village, where the moss grew thick and the children rarely played. He crouched by a familiar patch of herbs—low-growing stalks with broad, silvery leaves. He recognized the scent: wild yarrow. Good for digestion. Slightly bitter. Edible. He plucked a handful and chewed thoughtfully, ignoring the whispers that followed him. “There goes the grass-boy again.” “Is he even human?” “He must be cursed.” Li Xiu didn’t reply. He sat on a flat stone beside the creek, watching the water ripple past, chewing slowly. His mind, though disoriented, remained sharp. This body might be young, small, and weak—but it had survived. For years. Alone in a tribe that mocked it. Somehow, Mu had lived with nothing but plants and scraps, instincts, and a strange sense of calm. And now, Li Xiu had inherited all that. He looked down at his stained hands, then at the huts in the distance, smoke curling against the morning sky. This wasn’t the life he had planned. But maybe… just maybe… It was a life he could rebuild. Not through hunting. Not through violence or brute strength. But through something far more enduring. Knowledge. And if all he had, for now, were weeds and roots and a brain full of engineering theory— Then so be it. The idiot boy who ate grass would

Idol show for dead people? Rayen was suddenly thrown into a supernatural idol show after meeting an untimely death at the peak of his career as a band vocalist. Upon waking up in a strange building, with a creepy stalker fan claiming to have written his entire biography, and a strange jukebox demanding him to perform, he learned of his death and found himself in a bizarre situation. [Please select a song to dance.] "What? Dance? I don't know how to dance!" [Select a song or disappear?] "Ain't no way I'm gonna dance!" [If you want to revive, become an idol.] "Screw revival! I don't want to dance!" Notes: Some scenes would be inspired by widely circulated memes or cultural phenomena, but these elements have been purely fictionalized for creative purposes, and do not reflect the real individuals and events they may have originated from. Poems will be written by me, but some will be based on songs. Discord server: linktr.ee/FriJie

Man in his late 20 was building up her career to buy man city

From golden boy to public disgrace. lukas mullers's career nosedived after a high-profile transfer turned him into a flop. With his reputation in ruins and his personal life in shambles, he’s trying to prove everyone wrong.

In this bittersweet meta-romantic tale, Hinata is a girl from the real world who discovers that her closest friend, Alya, exists only in the pages of a novel. When Hinata learns that the author plans to delete Alya’s story, she begins to see the fading words, the crumbling scenes. Refusing to lose Alya, Hinata risks everything to cross the boundary between reality and fiction, determined to save her friend even if it means becoming part of the dying narrative herself. A haunting journey of friendship, sacrifice, and the power of love against an ending written in ink.

The prince who never gave up!! Some stories are not written with ink... they are written with pain, with love, and with the kind of memories that never fade. This is one of those stories. A story of a prince... A princess... And a love that didn't care about time, distance, or even death.

Synopsis: Rion Altes thought he was just quiet. Observant. A little out of step. But when he finds a page describing his own future — word for word — he begins to notice the patterns. Conversations loop. Time slips. People say things they’ve already said. Or haven’t said yet. And somewhere between the silence and the script, he hears it: A voice narrating his life. Instead of breaking down, Rion does something worse: He starts to test it. The Boy Who Knew He Was Written is a gently surreal, emotionally sharp coming-of-age novel about choice, control, and the fine line between being alive... and being read.

A warrior seeking vengeance. A prince cursed by a demon. An empire on the brink of chaos. Meiying has spent years training in secret, preparing to return home; but when she does, she finds her family murdered and her home reduced to ashes. Her only path forward is revenge. Yet fate takes an unexpected turn when she saves Prince Cheng from an ambush, unknowingly binding herself to his cursed destiny. Marked by the emperor’s desperate deal with dark forces, Cheng carries a burden that threatens not only his life but the empire itself. Mei unlocks a rare and ancient ability—the power to manipulate life force, once wielded by the empire’s protectors. As dark forces rise and political conspiracies unfold, Meiying is drawn into a battle far greater than her own revenge. With the empire on the brink of collapse, she must master her newfound power and choose where her loyalty lies. Can she break the curse and help save a doomed empire, or will her thirst for vengeance lead to destruction? ——— Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. My body stiffened as a palace guard called for me from the other side, but I ignored it. Mei, on the other hand, began pushing me away in a panic. "Cheng, let go," she said, struggling in my arms. "Can't you hear him? What if he comes in and sees us like this?" "I don't care," I replied, my lips brushing her ear. "Tell me you forgive me, that's all I need. I won't let go until you do." I knew I was taking a risk, a huge one, if we were seen like this, there would be consequences. But losing Mei would be the bigger risk, the one I couldn't take. I couldn't let her slip away. "I just need to hear you forgive me, mei. That's all I need right now." The guard knocked again, calling my name, and Mei struggled harder. "Cheng, please," she said, her voice cracking under the strain. But I didn't budge. Finally she muttered, "Fine. I forgive you." "I forgive you, you crazy jerk." "You really mean that?" I asked, my voice barely audible. She nodded, exasperated, and only then did I release her. Just as I did, the door swung open, and I barely had time to step back before the palace guard entered, the guard rushed in, his face pale with worry. It was a close call. too close, but I didn't care. Mei flinched at the intrusion, but quickly composed herself, stepping away from me to a more respectable distance. The guard, wide-eyed and clearly flustered, fell to his knees in a bow. "My deepest apologies, Your Highness. I called for you several times but received no reply. I entered out of concern, fearing the worst." I glanced at Mei, but she wouldn't meet my eyes. She simply gave the guard one last look and walked out, leaving the room without a word. I let out a long, exhausted sigh, running a hand through my hair, still reeling from everything that had just happened. Turning back to the guard, I motioned for him to stand. "Get up" "And next time, don't enter my room without permission." ———— Author’s Note (Rong King) This story is a work of fiction, entirely created from my imagination. Any resemblance to real people, events, or places is purely coincidental. I have made every effort to craft a compelling narrative, but I acknowledge that some scenes or details may be inaccurate or unintentionally offensive. For this, I sincerely apologize. My intention is to entertain and inspire, not to harm or misrepresent. Thank you for your understanding. As we journey together through this story, my greatest hope is that our lives reflects God’s love and truth in all we do. I put my faith in Jesus Christ, who gave His life for me, and it’s my prayer that His grace and mercy touch each of us. Thank you for being part of this. May God bless you abundantly!

***Warning!!! : My Novel writing style is characterized by poetic narration, rich metaphors, and highly detailed descriptions.*** ------------------------------------------------------------------------- In a world scarred by existential wounds and fractured memories, Fitran Fate is one of the few who still clings to his own will. Yet his destiny is bound to an ancient mystery hidden deep within the roots of the Tree of Life—and to the name of a woman he can never truly forget: Rinoa Alfrenzo. Rinoa, the heiress of House Alfrenzo from the Gaia nation, harbors a secret that even the gods cannot unravel. Her very existence bears witness to the world’s forgotten history, serving as a bridge between past and future, and as the key to a spiral of memories that refuse to be buried. As great powers—humans, angels, and void entities—clash to seize control over the roots of reality, Fitran and Rinoa find themselves caught in an endless war of meaning, betrayal, and the search for the origin of love and identity. Throughout his journey, Fitran faces immortal beings, ancient sorcerers, and god-forged machines created to seal away humanity’s sins. He navigates labyrinths built on incomplete logic, challenges the power of the Gödelian Curse, and traverses the ruins of the ancient machine city to awaken the world’s last hope: Deus Ex Machina. Meanwhile, Rinoa battles the curse of memory, hunted by Earth, Gaia, and entities from beyond—all in order to protect the fragments of names threatened with erasure from history. Yet the deeper they descend into the spiral of remembrance, the more they realize that memories and wounds are two sides of the same truth. Their love is tested by sacrifice, betrayal, and eternal loss. In the climactic battle against the Voidwright—the entity that rejects all meaning—Fitran and Rinoa must choose: accept oblivion as the end, or rewrite the world’s meaning with the ink of their own memory. As the roots of the Tree of Life crack and the gods intervene, the final question emerges: Can love endure in a world where even one’s own name cannot be remembered? Memory of Heaven is a dark fantasy epic about meaning, loss, and memory—a tale where every remembrance might be the key to heaven, or the beginning of everlasting ruin.

"Love has no boundaries " If it's written then no one can stop it !!!

Clara, a fiercely independent graphic designer and new single mother to adorable baby Leo, is on the brink. With a career-defining project looming and her childcare plans in smithereens, she’s out of options and almost out of caffeine. Across the hall in their vibrant Artisan’s Quarter apartment building lives Ethan, a meticulous, career-driven architect whose perfectly ordered world is as sleek and minimalist as his ambitions are grand. He needs a “stable partner” image—fast—to clinch a make-or-break partnership at Sterling & Finch. A desperate situation calls for a desperate solution: the "Project Co-Habitation & Career Advancement Mutual Assistance Pact." It’s a hilariously formal, strictly platonic agreement where Ethan becomes Leo’s weekday caregiver in exchange for Clara playing the role of his devoted partner at crucial work events. Lines are drawn, rules are made (mostly in a shared, sarcastically annotated Google Doc), and disaster is meticulously planned for. But as Bridgewood City buzzes around them, and baby Leo’s innocent charm works its magic, the carefully constructed walls between Clara and Ethan begin to crumble. Late-night baby duties turn into shared laughter, business arrangements blur into unexpected tenderness, and the undeniable chemistry simmering beneath their witty banter becomes too potent to ignore. Can their unconventional pact survive the intrusion of real, messy emotions? Or will the fine print of their deal be hilariously rewritten by a love that was never part of the plan? "Today's Kind of Fairytale" is a witty, heartwarming contemporary romance about unexpected love, the beautiful chaos of modern parenting, and finding your own version of happily ever after, right where you least expect it.

Ava and Liam had been secretly married for three years when Liam suddenly proposed a divorce. Ava took the money and left. As an art appraiser, she had an amazing career in the art and antique world, becoming well-known and successful. After the divorce, seeing Ava shining brightly on TV, Liam deeply regretted his decision. He turned into a wife-chaser, pursuing her all over the world, but Ava, busy with her career, refused him. Later, Ava met Ethan, her savior from her youth. On the day of her wedding to Ethan, Liam was seriously injured. She left the wedding and rushed to Liam's side. Finally, Liam knelt down on one knee with a diamond ring, asking her to remarry.

When actors Jax and Kai are cast as leads in a hit BL series, their onscreen chemistry becomes the talk of the industry. But behind the cameras, fame, fanservice, and feelings collide threatening their friendship, careers, and the line between acting and something real. Love wasn’t part of the script. Now, they’re rewriting the story.