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OP Extra: This Guy Is a Regressor!

Bookworm Elijah Demereaux dies while reading the final book of his favorite novel series from his phone atop the rooftop of his dorm building. He then wakes up in an unfamiliar room, inside an unfamiliar body. A surge of memories began to assimilate in his mind. That’s when Elijah learned that he had actually transmigrated into the body of an Extra with the most broken set of powers in the novel, Terra Uru. Upon reading the memories of Terra, Elijah discovers a big easter egg. “F*ck! This guy is a regressor!” Terra is actually a regressor and he was supposed to die much later on in the original timeline. However, the infamous Butterfly-kun showed up and killed Terra off before the story even began this time. His favorite character in the entire series dies just like that within a year? Having possibly died once, Elijah would be damned if he dies a second time so early on in the novel. Armed with all the knowledge of both Terra’s future and the novel series, Elijah will have succeed in what his predecessor failed to do… Prevent the death of the Luminous Emperor while simultaneously preparing for the Altar War. *** I’ve been reading up on a lot of novel reincarnation/transmigration tropes and had a fresh dose of inspiration at 1 in the morning. This book will be in 1st POV. This work is participating in the 2024 Spirit Awards. I’ll also be uploading every 2-3 days. Sometimes everyday depending on the flow of traffic at my job.
RealDarkSeraph · 28.6K Views

The Big Shots Dote On Madam

After disappearing for three years, Lan Jin returned accompanied by her five sons, all fervently dedicated to spoiling their mother! Eldest son: A domineering CEO with tens of billions in assets. Second son: A logical genius, a legend in the surgical medical field. Third son: A superstar, the recognized best actor in the film industry. Fourth son: Hacking and racing expert. Fifth son: The school heartthrob and academic ace who enjoys skateboarding and esports. Lan Jin was previously labeled as a worthless good-for-nothing and was treated with disdain, but her five sons supported her no matter what! However, soon… "Damn! Lan Jin won first place in a national competition and even defeated the Billiard Queen." "Damn! Lan Jin is also an expert in calligraphy, has superb driving skills, and has composed an astonishing piano piece!" Everyone was collectively dumbfounded when they found out her true identity! However, they had no idea these disguises were just the tip of the iceberg since she would have a new disguise daily. * She was born with a short lifespan and needed to spend money non-stop to ward off disasters, or else she wouldn't live long. A certain lord threw out a limited-edition black card with extravagant generosity and declared to the public, "Whoever dares to stop my wife from spending money, I'll break his fucking arms and legs!" He was the reincarnation of a Pixiu, naturally adept at amassing wealth. Therefore, he had plenty of money. He was known as the Stingy Master. However, he was exceptionally generous to her and spoiled her.
Mini Magic · 207.2K Views

O Fadigo Romancista

Existe todo tipo de pessoa, onde quer que esteja, mas será que todos são iguais, ou não? Seriam, por tanto de livre-arbítrio, ou não? Seriam todos apenas corpos de matéria? Ou seriam como as historias escritas a mão dos cegos; Ou as palavras de romance dos mudos; Ou até, os sonhos dos falidos; Ou a dos fadados a perda, quem sabe? Talvez, o Talvez seja bem mais definido, condicionado a certeza, que o sim, ou mais que o não. A questão tão cansativa, de se questionar quanto está? "o que é a vida?" O que é? E qual seria o seu significado, ou seu proposito? Por caso você saberia? Eu não sei, confesso, eu sendo leitor, será que o autor sabe? Será que esse não é outro louco, ou um Burro certo, ou um esperto errado? Confesso que eu, o leitor não entendo com mui' eloquência, mas o que sei, será que sei? E o que você sabe realmente sabes? Ou tudo que vivemos é um paradoxo, ou até um equivoco sonho? Ou seria até um breve cochilo? Ou até uma pausa naquelas quintas de tardes bem tendenciosas, onde o dia se silencia por um certo, e breve momento, será? Será? Será? O que será? E o que seria? E finalmente pra que será? De certo qual o sentido de tantos serás? Qual seria o porquê? E por que disso? Alguém que sabe e poderia me esclarecer? Ou talvez, seja tão fadigo assim? Reconheço que são tantos de tantos, Dos porquês; Dos talvez; Até dos será. São tantos, mas sem nenhuma resposta. E a que possuí, porventura algo, ou é vaga, ou simplória. Mas nesse breve, tic-tac; que soa como melodia, percebo que pareço até ser um romancista. Escrito por: V.J. 21:34, do dia dezessete, de outubro, de 2024.
DaoistLRdCXL · 915 Views
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