Zangief Beard

"Hahaha...young man, consider yourself lucky as you have been chosen across the vast cosmos to fulfill the divine purpose" A long, white bearded man addressed a young soul across an endless hall while a booming laugh reverberated. However, the scene the old man had anticipated never happened in front of him, instead the soul replied after yawning for about five seconds "Old man, find someone else; I'm not interested."................zzzzzz!!! (proceeds to doze off) -------------------------------------------------------- Op MC -check!! No harem (at least not for now) -------------------------------------------------------- read along to know why despite always trying to maintain peace in his life people call him "Harbinger of Chaos" ------ cover page doesn't belong to me.

A old man, who's background is unknown, suddenly finds himself in a situation involving the supernatural after mysteriously gaining the power to talk to ghosts. MC appearance is the book cover, but imagine him with white hair, a white beard, a scar over his left eye, a diamond earring on his ear, old and has weathered skin

On the border of a kingdom named Caradel in a deep and great forest a man could be seen running, being chased by a group of men wearing armor as arrows flew in the air. One striking true to its target striking the man in the shoulder nevertheless the man continued running. The man named Baranor, a young man who had orange eyes black hair and tanned skin with a slight scruffy beard was running for his life while thinking to himself. 'How did this happen?!' Baranor running out of air feeling exhausted, and the blood flowing from his shoulder running down his back mixing with his sweat, Baranor stared in front of him only to see a drop off nearly 100 meters in front of him. The men behind him also seemed to notice that Baranor was running out of time, as nearly every single one of them let out a grin, as they approached the edge Baranor slowed to a halt, as did the men behind him. "Give up prince! Just accept what's to come, after all the throne is no longer yours to inherit!" Said the man leading the soldiers "I will never! Not after what you did to my men, not after what he did to my father!" Baranor replied "Hmph! So be it, I offer you life just for you to accept death" The man stated "Life? Life! you offer me death now or later, do you really think i'd be stupid enough to hand over the throne after witnessing your coupe against my father!" Baranor replied "Hmm, it seems your unwilling even till the end, Very well, Archer's! Fire!" The man commanded Baranor was now stuck between a rock and a hard place either jump off the cliff to a seemingly doomed fate or accept the fate that the man in front of him was offering. As he thought what he should do he heard the command the man spouted feeling the stress of the situation and his adrenalin nearly running out he decided. He'd rather die by his own hands than give the man in front of him that satisfaction! As he thought this he immediately took a step back falling to his doom. The man not expecting this looked rather confused only for his face to twist into a grin. 'Finally! Good riddance my dear prince!' The man said as he looked as the boy fell through the tough branches of the trees below Baranor looking up at one of the men that betrayed him thought to himself 'Is this how i really die? Well what can i say, i tried, i gave it my all.......' As Baranor was accepting his fate he thought back on his life only to be filled with rage 'No! I refuse to accept this laying down! Quintin I will come for you! I will come for all those who dare raise their sword to their king! No matter what! even if i have to accept a deal from the devi-' that was the last thought Baranor had before he hit the ground When Baranor hit the ground he didn't even feel the pain, just the shock, as it traveled through his body as his eyes slowly blurred he built up all his will to not pass out 'I refuse! I have to keep moving!' Baranor thought as he turned his body over back up When Baranor was starting to lose hope he started to hear faint whispers as he looked at the direction the whispers came he saw a cave, almost as if the whispers were drawing him in he forced himself to crawl and keep crawling, no matter what Baranor refused to stop crawling. Finally when Baranor arrived to where he heard the faint whispers they became louder almost screaming in his head as he saw it, a ring, resting on what looked to be an ancient place holder for it. Baranor grabbed the ring and lay on his back as he gathered his strength and said "My Fate! Is my own!" As he slid the ring on his finger. -------------------- -Author here Just a quick disclaimer! This novel is heavily inspired by lord of the rings if you couldn't tell also it's because i only ever saw one other story on a ring.

This story is kind of based on the Arthurian legend. ******* He was called many things. Bastard, the False King, The Traitor, Treacherous Knight. Sir Mordred was a villain, one who according to the prophecy of the grand wizard Merlin, would destroy the kingdom of King Arthur Pendragon. And he did but at the cost of his life. As he lay dying on the bloody ground of Camlann after the mighty clash between him and Arthur, a bloody tear fell down his face. All he wanted was to be acknowledged by his father but all the things he did eventually led to disaster. Now with death’s cold hands grasping him, he hoped for a short peace before the fiery rings of hell. But that was not the end of his journey. ******* “Hold up.” “What is that infernal noise?” “Oh my goodness! It's driving me crazy! And it's not stopping!” Mordred sprang awake, slamming his fist on the digital alarm clock on the nightstand. 'What in Merlin's Beard is happening!?', he thought when he realized something. Well, a lot of things. First of all. How the heck is he alive? Second. What is a digital alarm? That's when memories that didn't belong to him flooded his head. They felt familiar but everything was wrong. How the heck is Morgan Le Fay his sister? She was his aunt! And how is the wizard Merlin so young! “Oh. I get it now”. He, Sir Mordred has been reborn in the body of a different version of himself, in a modern and futuristic world where he is the youngest son of Arthur Pendragon. But even in this world, He is the hated son of the High King. "Now what?", Mordred realized that the world he is in now is different from his previous one, with the only familiar details being the names of the people he knew. “Oh? Are you still reading?” Mordred smiled, looking at the readers. “Well, how about you join me on this new crazy journey in a crazy new world of heroes, villains, monsters, and even gods?” “Are you ready?” "Let's go!" ********************************************** The story is loosely based on the Arthurian legend. I am only using the popular names but the plot is different. The story is purely fictional with a few things from the actual legend being incorporated along with some stuff from other popular works. The characters may have different personalities from the original ones from the legend. There will also be names that may seem quite familiar as well. The cover image doesn't belong to me. Please check out my other work: The First Deviation.

Standing on the battlefield of Afghanistan in 1981, the bearded Muhammad looked serious and carried the RPG on his shoulder. The crushing of the T-62, the bombing of the Hind, and the roar of the Shile River would not make the Afghan guerrillas surrender! Drive away the Soviets and liberate Afghanistan! Defeat India and India and dominate South Asia! Inadvertently, Muhammad became the de facto ruler of Afghanistan. Inadvertently, Muhammad was pushed to the position of President of Pakistan by the coup soldiers. Inadvertently, Muhammad divided India into several pieces, leaving only a tiny place for India. Even the American aircraft carrier formation was swept back to America by the roaring waves of the Indian Ocean. The Indian Ocean is Muhammad's backyard!

Life is a vast ocean of every kind of species, life itself began and evolved from Unicelluler to Multicelluler to Aquatic to Terrestrial to Intersteller beings but one thing remains common the fight to survive among the endless predetors, in human society the fight is still present only the consequences are not so dire. This is an "Epic" of a two wolves one who feeded on anger and other on tranquel ofcourse every person has both it's up to them whom they decide to feed. Alexandrite Zangief an outcast orphan given the oportunity to show his true potential to the world which had rejected him through League of Legends. Brian a 20 year old high school graduate who spits on societal rules and break their strong chain by defying his parents ideas to walk on his dream path to become a professional gamer and ultimately the 'World Champion'.

A fantasy story of a boy named William in search of something that could help him, overcoming the curse he unknowingly invited upon himself. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ In the center of a vast city stands a towering building that nearly scrapes the sky: the Tower of Babylon. A marvel of humanity, this tower was constructed using nothing but science and primitive tools. Though credit for its creation is largely attributed to an unknown architect, that very architect can be found not within the tower itself, but rather in the alley behind it. In this alley, a young man can be seen rummaging through trash cans in search of food. "One advantage of being near a big building is that there's always some good food here," he chuckled to himself. Despite his unkempt appearance—long, dirty hair, a scraggly beard, and a face smeared with dirt—his striking blue eyes remain his most prominent feature. Maxwell, as he's known, glanced up at the towering structure of the Tower of Babylon and muttered, "Who could even believe that I designed this building?" With a sigh, he began to eat the meager meal he had scavenged for the day. Suddenly, a black portal materialized before him, prompting Maxwell to eye it suspiciously. "Rich folk sure have weird tastes, mixing drugs into food," he mumbled as he discarded his meal and resumed his search. Unbeknownst to Maxwell, a young girl briefly emerged from the portal before it vanished, snapping her fingers in his direction. Oblivious to this, Maxwell continued his search, only to look up in shock as trucks began to rain down from the sky around him. "Now, trucks are raining from the sky!" he exclaimed in frustration, his voice echoing through the alley.

Adrian Huh, I snapped out of it and look around me to see Stephano, Nathan, Bruce, and the newest addition that I don't fully trust Martin all seated waiting for me, and by my side is my trusted aide and best friend Dave “Ok let's begin, we are gathered here today because we've agreed to work hard to solve the mystery surrounding my father's death and unfortunately we are as close to finding something as Harry is to having a beard”. We all laughed because my younger brother is such a baby, well a mean baby but someone has been curbing him surprisingly, Harry is just approaching 23 but he's still young and childish, so he can't be here, he also can't know the truth. I was about to tell them to get serious when she burst in through the door knocking from it's hinges, wow, she looks angry but she made me angrier for wrecking this door, this is my grandma's favorite room in all of Lidapton, she's not going to be happy. “Adrian, I can take so many things but this, those tiny small brats have been disrespecting me, brats that even Chloe can handle without battling an eye, not only that but the maids as well but I simply ignored all of that because I came to Lidapton to get experience but.... I didn't let her finish before yelled in anger “Aisha leave this room this instant! there's an important meeting going on and your obstructing it, I don't have time for your temper tantrums, you'll do what is asked of you, and you'll leave when I tell you too”. I obviously said this because we were in an important meeting and she has been complaining about everything and I just couldn't take it anymore. Everywhere was quiet, the tension hung thick in the air, everyone watched with bated breath to find out what she'll do, everyone in the room knows her and her strong tendencies. While, the tension was getting thicker, a small laughter broke the silence, it was small at first but then it became a full blown laughter, I couldn't believe it, why was she laughing, she immediately came to stand in front of me, she poked my chest in a very painful way and looked even more furious than before. “Listen and listen good Mr Lidapton, I'm many things but I don't take orders and no one, absolutely no one has the right to command me”. She stopped after saying that and I thought she was done but. “Yoy maybe taller than me but that doesn't make me short, I may have no choice but to look up to you but do remember, (she forcefully pulled me down while tightly holding my collar)“I can make you look down to me, (it took me a while to understand that she had pulled me down so of course I look down[Lower than her or her level]to her, it was obvious, she was threatening me, she left my collar and headed for the door but Dave stepped in just in time to whisper something to her, she stopped,turned to stare wide eyed, she looked adorable, then she made a weird face that made me want to laugh so hard and mouthed “I'm sorry” and just left. I signalled Dave and he told me he what he told her, “I told her you were having a small gathering for your friends”. Bruce was the first to speak “It looks like yours will be the hardest to handle” “Yes,(sigh) it will be”.

Tom Levy is at a point in his life where he urgently needs to level up and climb out from the bottom ranks of the hunter society. After spending years as a low-ranked hunter, he decides to take a risk and pursue greater power by stealing a thousand-year-old medallion from the Ancient Dragon Spirit Pavilion in Shang City. The heist does not go as planned; during the attempt, he is ambushed by members of his own guild, Iron Gradient, who aim to seize the treasure for themselves. In a desperate, last-ditch effort to save himself, Tom activates the medallion, despite having no idea what its effects might be. In the blink of an eye, he finds himself transported to another world, where he meets an enigmatic old man called Long Beard Ancestor, a self-proclaimed Dao seeker. The Ancestor grants him an unparalleled ability called Spazanova, telling him they will meet again before disappearing. Tom is then returned to his own world, now armed with this mysterious power. Back in the present, Tom activates Spazanova and easily overwhelms his opponents with minimal effort. However, he quickly realizes that he still doesn't fully understand the nature of the skill, as its effects seem to change. His life can no longer return to normal, as hunters from all over the world begin to pursue him for possession of the medallion. Yet, Tom isn’t discouraged. Conflict only fuels his ambition, and he sees this as his chance to rise. Though he may lack the multiple SSS-ranked abilities of elite hunters, he is determined to conquer all with this one skill: Spazanova.

In a parallel world ravaged by a cataclysmic event, a new era dawns. Haclius, a being of immense power, awakens in the desolate Outcast Land, surrounded by monstrous Dark Creatures. He is destined to become the Supreme One, but his true purpose remains a mystery. Meanwhile, in the human kingdom of El Lyson, an unprecedented threat emerges - a colossal, enraged dragon, unlike any seen before. The dragon unleashes its fury upon the unsuspecting kingdom, leaving a trail of destruction in its wake. As the dragon's forces lay siege to El Lyson, the King and his sons fight valiantly, but their strength is tested like never before. With the kingdom on the brink of collapse, a lone prince, Prince Saphar, seeks aid from the distant kingdom of Uporia. Will Haclius fulfill his destiny and become the champion of the Outcast Land? Can the kingdoms of Uporia and El Lyson unite in time to overcome the dragon's wrath? The Chronicles of the Supreme One is a tale of epic battles, ancient prophecies, and the rise of a powerful hero. Prepare for a thrilling adventure filled with magic, suspense, and the fate of entire worlds hanging in the balance.

Do you like young master? You don't have enough of jade beauty and want more? The long bearded elder snorting is a must in a cultivation story. Follow Li Yun and his family in this comedic story where a system take her part (Literaly) as they try to accomplish the great mission, becoming the strongest clan in the whole universe above all the Myriads species. Such is the calling of the Great Clan Family System, Here come the Li Clan.

Meet Skye a plus size teen who is nerdy, smart, tech savvy and inlove. Skye has a secret she may look like a push over but what is that uniform at the bottom. Tali is geeky nerd, Skye's love interst and a sheep, 3rd follower. He follows his friends and they lead him astray. How will his story end? Ndivhuwo is a typical Aplha teen, with his two dumb followers Rudzani and Rendani what kind of trouble will they get in who used hair remove on their beard? Least we forget the bullies in this chirstian school, where not all is as holy as it seems and secrets come to light as a young girl navigates and juggles life, school, family and love.

A boy named Via joined a sect as an inner disciple, from before he could remember he was able to see an Artificial Intelligence in his mind that allowed him to copy other's talents, follow Via as he uncovers the truth behind the catastrophe that forced the Lin empire to retreat behind the Barrier Mountains and explores the vast world and solves the mysteries Author: Thrice Reckless, A.K.A. Saber Swift Crimson, Thrice Sabered Beard, Eres Join my discord server: https://discord.gg/EYSFVqKYKc

It has been 50 years since the end of the Apocalypse. However, with the appearing Dimensional Gates and the Mythical Beasts lying dormant, those aware of them would find it difficult to admit that the Apocalypse is over... ... Kopi has always dreamed of becoming an Awakener. Due to his circumstances, with his Gift not showing signs of manifesting at an early age, his dream was crumbling. What's more? He discovered his Father kneeling before the Mayor, pleading for his son to get a scholarship. He lost his friends, and even the tyrant of the school, the Mayor's son, kept bullying him. There was only a single person who he could vent his frustrations. It was Elder White Beard. He hadn't touched him, but when he did... a startling voice echoed in his mind. [The Aether core has been filled with energy. The Gift is now ready to be utilized. Coming into contact with an existence possessing the Divine Rank of the Ice Element Gift. Does the host want to extract the Gift? Yes/No?] Kopi would never imagine the weight of the Gift he received...

He looked into my eyes, his hand around my waist pulling me closer. "I need you to keep this a secret." He whispered his lips so close to mine, almost touching as he spoke to me. "I will," He punctuated my statement with a sweet kiss to the lips which came as surprise so much so that I pulled back from him. "On one condition though, we get to do this date thing again." I whispered back looking into his eyes wanting to see deeper than he was letting me. "Date is a strong word." He whispered back with a small laugh rumbling at the back of his throat. His words stung but I did not let it show instead I smiled at him bring my fingers up to touch his beard to distract myself from the sting. "What's the right word," I asked planting a small kiss on his lips. "A meet up." *** She knew she was the least to him yet she let herself get sucked into his life. A married man, happy with his family and beautiful kids and yet she could not stop herself from falling in love with him. To her, he was a sweet distraction from her routine boring life, some adventure, some love, something new to love on yet she knew it wasn't all mutual. The deal was too good and she drank of it, like the sweet poison it was.

The world had firmly come to an end. No, rather the worlds had firmly come to an end. The things below were released and the races mixed. They wanted a war , but He did not. However, they were many and He was not. So a battle was inevitable. Luckily, the worlds weren't left to fend for themselves. They were given hope. To aid the worlds, He gave them a gift... [The Divine are watching] Cain looked at the prompt with a strange expression on his face. He lifted his left hand and moved it towards his chin. It seemed like he wanted to stroke his beard. Before he could do that however, another prompt hit him. [Administrator Angel Lamedile is watching you.] This is the story of Cain. A man destined to walk the worlds.

[Mature Content] Aurora opened her mouth to say something but only a shaky breath left her lips. Sure she knew she had a sad life, the worse actually. But did fate really have to pair her… With HADES?! Standing before her was the god of death and the underworld. Every picture she had seen of the gods had not depicted Hades’ beauty. The god seated before her was not an old man with a white beard that reached his foot, he was the true definition of glamour. “Well, you beat my expectations. I expected a slim figured sad child.” Hades spoke, his voice sending tingles down Aurora's spine. “And I expected an old man with wonky tooth holding a stick to support his remaining lifeline.” Hades opened his mouth to say something about her outburst, while Aurora mentally faced Palmed herself wishing she hadn't said that to the god of the underworld. She stared at him expecting him to cast her into the darkest hell cell as punishment, but his lips only pulled up a grin. “Well, well… I guess I had expected little from my human mate.” AN-:) IF YOU WANT TO REACH OUT TO THE AUTHOR OR TALK ABOUT THE BOOK (give ideas and whatnot) HERE’S MY DISCORD SERVER NAME ryia6993 LITTLE SPOILER ALERT AS YOU CONTINUE READING I'm going to drop a few hints. Maybe it will help maybe it won't. 1. Before Aurora met Hades she didn't give a fuck about anyone. 2. She did (started caring ) when she met Hades and it made her look somewhat ‘cliche’ wanting his attention and whatnot. 3. Apparently, it was a way to tame her. The bond. 4. She recollects herself but in Hades enemy's hands. 5. There happens to be a ‘Reverse Harem’ Hope this helps when you start reading.

[Extreme Mature Content] Ellie found herself naked next to an unknown, bearded man who was asleep. In her fear, she hurriedly left and sought solace in her own home. It wasn't until later that she realized the man had taken advantage of her inebriation and vulnerability. She embarked on a quest to find the man, seeking answers and justice for what had happened. During her search, she crossed paths with Ethan Gray, a handsome and mysterious professor. Ellie fell in love with him, unaware of the secrets he concealed beneath his cheerful, affectionate exterior. As their relationship deepened, Ellie began to uncover the hidden truths about Ethan. Will Ellie ever discover the true identity of the man from that night? Can she find it in her heart to forgive Ethan, given the multitude of secrets he's been harboring? All this unfolds while Ellie's former boyfriend, Noah, reenters her life, adding further complexity to her journey.

°°Mature content°° An Archer by passion! When she wields her bow, she is a hunter, seeking no good game. A student by profession. When she walks through the university gates, students run away from her, for there is no one like Clary who seeks trouble. One fine night, drunk on potent and fuelled by her rebellious spirit, Clary raised her glass as a toast to the sky and released brazen curses against none other than the King of the Gods himself, Zeus, for his lust over women until she passed out of exhaustion.  The result: thunders and lightning strike in the sky for the entire night!  The next thing Clary knew, she was thrown into the mysterious Zeus university in Nocturnal Heights. The pesky Lord's hands were tied to punish her with his thunderbolt, so he sent her to his abode to torture her. .......... Leandre, a man whose power commanded fear with looks that rivalled Adonis and a body that boasted Spartan Warrior. He was not a man to be trifled with, for no one dared offend him, and no one came close to capturing his attention until he unexpectedly crossed paths with Clary. His first meeting with her was a blast, the second was a disaster, and the third, he doesn't need to describe. He expected no less from the troublemaker. By a twist of fate, he was assigned an important mission to tackle where the notorious trouble seeker was sent to pay for her sins.  A baby is born from a mother's womb with a white coating called Vernix Caseosa, a protective shield that guards the infant. But Leandre came out of the sacred depth of his mother's womb with an extra asset. A golden half-wing. A symbol of his incompleteness, and his heart burned with a fierce desire to find the missing piece that would make him whole. But as he searched, he found himself torn between two paths. Would he bind himself to his destiny and the other half of his wing when he found her? Or would he follow the beat of his own heart, which had already been captured by a certain troublemaker?  ........ When a looming threat has been waiting for Clary in the form of a certain Werewolf called Lycaon, cursed by the divine wrath of the sky God, the chaos will ignite again. Challenges will brew. Wars break down. Will Leandre be able to protect his beloved girl, or will the forces of destiny tear them apart forever? In this spellbinding tale of Clary and Leandre's timeless love saga, their love will be put to the ultimate test. After all, what is a love story without turmoil? ... Holding his gaze steady on Clary, Leandre crossed his arms and leaned back against the wall. ''My dear Clary Sage essential oil_.'' ''Hold up there, Lavender!'' Clary interrupted. ''It's Clary for you_'' ''Lavender again!''  Clary's breath hitched in her throat as Leandre's strong arm snaked around her waist, pulling her close. ''What's my name? Tell me...'' His voice was hoarse and low as he leaned closer, sinking his teeth into her soft lobe. The slow, painless nip sent jitters down her spine. ''Leandre! If you seduce me another time, I swear on the bushy beard of Zeus_ Lightning flashed. Thunder roared from the sky. ''Your frenemy showed up in time,'' Leandre whispered, suppressing his smile upon seeing her frantic eyes. Clary furiously gazed up, her blazing eyes fixed on the sky. ''It's just your beard! Don't you have any work other than poking your nose into my private business?" More thunder in the sky!  .... It is a blend of Greek mythology and the modern world. My other book: The Devil's Sweetheart. IG: Ansly_ylsna Discord: https://discord.gg/p4AWrb9

She needs a good fuck! She starts rubbing herself under the blanket. She wants someone to sweep her off the floor with a good fuck. On a busy day, He enters the room, the moment she laid eyes on him, thanks to her glasses, she noticed his features. An upright hair, broad eyebrows, sleepy slow observing eyes, a half french beard - a tiny kept bush under the lips. She couldn't help but notice sturdy arms under his military printed shirt and long hot legs under his black jeans. Only legs!! It would have been easier to approach him if she is one among the interviewees. But she is on the other side of the chair. Not only they are on opposite sides of a table, it doesn't take a lot to understand they are the unlike poles that attract as well as repel each other based on directions of life.

This is story about warrior who carried the entire universe on his shoulders. A story about a knight who puts honor above all else. Story about a man who lost everything. A family that became his air and everything he dreamed of. This is a story about Alexander Raev, known in the universe as "Valor Broadsword", also the grandfather of the wonderful girls Anne, Sasha and Marcy, and many others *** I apologize for the mistakes, if you somehow do not understand what is written in the work, then please let me know I will correct myself and, of course, it would be nice if someone wanted to become a Beta Reader, it would help a lot. After all, English is not my main language and Native Speaker's help would be perfect.

I was going to die on the stairs. Before I could actually feel the other steps of the stairs, I felt hands wrapped themselves around my waist. My eyes were closed. Why do we close our eyes when there were some dangers? That was stupid. As if with closed eyes, we weren't going to feel any pain. "Fuck. Are you okay?" I opened my eyes quickly when I heard this deep sexy voice. My eyes widened at the sexy piece of human standing in front of me. No human had the right to be that sexy. "God?" I asked. When he rose one of his perfect eyebrows in confusion, I realized how stupid I sounded. His perfect face was everything. His well trimmed beard made him look so handsome. His green eyes was hypnotizing. As his body was pressed against mine, I could feel how muscular he was. He helped up stand up and roughly let go of me. His eyes trailed to the floor. I followed his eyes to see a cigarette on the floor. "I'm sorry?" I more like questioned. Was I supposed to apologize for the wasted cigarette which was going to ruin his health? "Thank you" I said when I decided to look at him again. He was already staring at me. He was wearing a black suit. His hair was perfectly fixed. I wonder how would he look if his hair was messy and he was wearing a Jean. Noticing that he was not going to say anything else, I stared at the stairs. "I'm going to go" I simply said and walked down the stairs carefully. When I was on the grass, I gently lifted my dress so that it wouldn't be ruined and walked bare feet on the grass. I turned my head slightly to look at the man, who seemed to be observing me. He was still on the stairs, his eyes on me. He was model worthy. He did seem to the snobby type of man. I quickly turned around to face the woods. That man could take the breath away just by his looks.

One night I was walking home a call diverted my attention. It was from home. Apparently they need more money which I don't have right now. I didn't notice I stopped in front of a musician. He is more like a dirty homeless guy with overgrown beard with a guitar. His music didn't really attracted me. But still it looks like I disrupted his business by standing right in front of him so I searched for some coins on my pocket and dropped it on his guitar holder. I continued walking while talking on the phone I live close to that place. When I get home I can't find my keys. Shit where is it. That's the turning point of my life when a homeless guy appeared in front of me holding my keys. With that favor this man had given me. He asked so much more in return.

Pain A very excellent gamer was playing Games on one beautiful Night , Pain is also called Kenny ...so whiles playing ,before he could realize the glass broke He put His headphones down Run to see what was Happening He then saw Two Guys with electric energy guns ... shouting One Of them hand no hair and A full beard the other had A Blonde hair with a moustache It seems the one with blonde hair was called Carlos as the second one called him And the other without hair was called So literally these two were looking for The scrum Beam Which had seem to landed there and the father knew Kenny was home alone tho So Kenny jumped out the window and His ankle Sprained Raining pain all over Kenny buh as Kenny would say ' i am Pain' Lol okay so he went to new market for food after three days of not eating He Tried to figure out why it is and met a man someone who explained they planned stuff and Had to make sure earth was save from any evil Kenny and Luke (Kenny's new friend) went to Restore order and save Kenny Dad, Kenny was

"This is your last chance and your only reincarnation. Choose wisely.", the old bearded weirdo said and waved his hand. Then like paper Luna was tossed from the judgment hall to the era of the ancients. - - - Luna had never believed in rebirth nor reincarnation, but on the day she died, that was all she wished for and her desperate wish came true. He hid his face beneath a mask, but his alluring grey eyes beckoned her and stirred her soul. She would find out all his secrets, she made a promise to herself. The deadly assassin of the 21st century, reborn and getting stronger day by day, what is her destiny to have her fate tied to the cursed demon lord?

"I recognize you, little one. You venture into my kingdom often at night. Do you remember of what you dream?" The voice was mocking, with a hard edge of menace. Disjointed images ran through my head from my dreams. "You should know better than these others of what you face here." Eight feet above the ground a man's face had appeared. He leered, hard eyes and a cruel smile forming from the dark. A heavy foot caused the shadows to scatter at his feet as he stepped forwards. Another step forward and his other leg appeared, along with a beard and short haircut. He swung his newly formed arms wide, shadows still clinging to them in tattered rags. "For the rest of you, allow me to introduce the citizens of my kingdom." He glowered. Most of our group took a step back. "These are you fears, they are your forgotten, they are your dead, they are your Nightmares, and I am their KING!" He proclaimed and the rest of the shadows solidified around his form, creating a loose black shirt, matching pants and a high pointed crown. "Go, find the artifact! Let no man stand in your way." He bellowed to the assembled creatures with a smirk. "And mow these fools down if you must as you go." Sometimes I have nightmares. Sometimes those nightmares are real. Sometimes they're warnings. Fall into a world where anxiety becomes a super power, the main characters are perfectly flawed humans, nightmares are real, and the dead come back for revenge lead by the King of Nightmares Kind of a slow start, things start getting interesting in the third chapter or so. Please excuse the rough quality, I'm still new to this. Any errors or misspelling, please let me know ?

I was just crafting a few things in the mmorpg that came out when a system notification poped up asking me if i wanted to be the best craftsman in the world and i just thought it ment in the game. But boy was i wrong. "What happened?" "Where am i?" "Why am i so short?" "And What is this thing on my face?" [That would be a beard host and the reason you feel short is that you are a dwarf.] "Who are you and did you say dwarf?" What will our MC do? Will he be the best or will he fail like the rest to write his name in the history.

The smartest man alive died in his sleep at the age of 94 after living a successful life. He instantly was transported to a white room where a man with a very long beard tells him about a power he gained from helping people, 1000 years later our story begins.