Nft Cringe Compilation

"Shall I tell you a little secret? But I have to warn you, you won't like it." No one likes spoilers, therefore, I present this to you. "Is it a book filled with spoilers or a book specifically about spoilers?" Read between the lines, that is what you do when you are eager to find out. To figure out a secret, to interpret and keep note of what there is to come. "It is kind of like that, but I would rather refer to it as a compilation or a series." "Or an outline, a note, reminder for what'll end up happening, whatever feels right to you." A story that has only one plot, universe, and meaning is not how you would describe this one. Spoiler though, you'll never be satisfied. /Extra/ "One more thing... None of this is real. Unless you know what exactly is going on."

Gary Smith arrived in a peculiar world of beastmasters, where an ancient taboo was reborn from the depth of time, and an evil god was lurking. In this world, birds and beasts, rivers and mountains, even elements could spawn spiritual power and turn into pet beasts. Among them, the powerful ones became ecological niches by themselves, radiating secret realm ecosystems such as the Yellow Spring, Skeleton Kingdom, Succubus Nest, and Kingdom of the Sky Tree, nurturing countless followers. The beastmasters make contracts with the pet beasts, nurture them, and control the spiritual power. After witnessing the "Taboo Sun" event, Gary Smith obtained the ability to extract materials from everything in the world and compile "Secret Food". Through the Evolutionary Secret Food, the combination of "The Shattered Dusk World" + "Ancient Dragon’s Dead Egg" results in the Feast of the End. When the pet beast consumes it, it evolves into the Dusk Dragon God. The Dusk Domain erodes the world, turning into the God at the end of time. The Skill Secret Food allows the pet beasts to plunder skills from everything, becoming omniscient and omnipotent. The Sacrificial Secret Food snatches the taboo time, sacrifices the ancient beings, and blasphemes against the gods. His style of beast control also started to become peculiar. There is the Spider Shadow that devours ancient dragons and weaves dreams of all lives with its threads, the Red Master that pollutes the multiverse, and the Devourer of the Realms, who consumes worlds... In response to this, he explained, "My pet beasts are just a bit peculiar. They really are not evil gods!"

Follow a lowly goblins journey towards….. love? power? riches? heroism? villainy? yes to all. A goblins strength is found in their greed— their hunger. And there’s no one hungrier than a Goblin-Vampire. He wants it all…. The trick is how to get it. *** This will be a short anthology-adjacent series centered around a Goblin-Vampire. I have nothing planned beyond that or an upload schedule. I’m using this chapter based long running short story compilation to work my imaginative muscles and break my writers block whenever it comes. with that being said this novel includes many genres, subgenres and even parodies. EXTRA TAGS: HAREM, DARK, COMEDY, PARODY, SHORT CHAPTERS, SCI-FI, FANTASY, GRIMDARK FANTASY, SOLAR PUNK FANTASY, CYBERPUNK FANTASY, RAREBLOODLINE, POWERFANTASY KINGDOMBUILDING, BEAST TAMING, SLICE OF LIFE, WAR, MILITARY, ADVENTURE, ETC ETC ETC

A compilation of side content including specials, spin-offs and side stories that is canonical to the main story.

“This mark tells the world the sight of your neck belongs to me, so, no one will ever dare to look. I hate sharing what’s mine.” He whispered low, then pulled back to look into my smoldering eyes, a smirk playing on his lips. With his hand still on my throat, his thumb brushed softly over the sting mark he'd just left on my neck, sending a jolt through my body before he pulled away and walked off. I hated the way his torment turned to pleasure, leaving my body craving more while my mind rebelled. Even Lucifer in hell would have cringed at the clash between my desire and logic. Hell no, I’d never give in. *** Money, power, desire—can you really have it all? What would you do if such an opportunity came? For Zara, working as a chef at a Michelin-starred restaurant hasn’t brought her closer to freedom. Debts and the weight of her past keep her shackled in darkness. Not even in her wildest imagination did Zara think her passion for cooking would captivate an enigmatic billionaire, Ravier Auckland, to offer her a contract as his ‘atypical’ private chef. Fueled by a sense of betrayal from her loved ones and a desperate need to prove her worth, Zara sees Ravier’s offer as her way out. But will it lead to the salvation she craves or rather ignite a flame of raw, uncontrollable desire that consumes everything in its path? Very Mature Content!

Just more old journal entries of mine, but this time things are a bit more...weighty? Complicated? These journals were written 12 years after those of Volume 1! Let us cringe a little more. Maybe a little less? Looking back now, I wasn't that naive...was I? *Names will be omitted and replaced with "XXXXX" in order to keep some semblance of privacy.*

What is a city boy to do when he wakes up in a white room with nothing and no one in it? All that greets him is a blue screen flashing with one word. "Welcome" In this story of wise cracks and wide spread murdering, Drake is forced to face old traumas and find his way in the new world of a merged planet forced by the system. He will find enemies and allies aplenty. Even some he would have never expected. His decisions will shape the future of his planet and journey in this new wild landscape that the system has brought. With God and Anime on his side- Oh and some spotty game knowledge- he must forge his own path. But first. He needs to get through this damned tutorial in one piece, and figure out how his damned spell works. New Chapters are posted Monday, Wednesday, Friday at 6 PM EST. -------- Cover Art is done by my wonderful friend Caneera you can find her at https://caneera.carrd.co/ for all types of commissions. This is a story I've decided to write because my endless fantasies of chuunibyou like proportions could not stay in my head any longer. I've just wanted to make a story I can make some cringe jokes in and this is the result. I really do hope people will enjoy it as I really do enjoy writing it, and will keep writing it. If you can catch some of the references I would love to hear it. Love and Peace! Just not in this story. If you would like to read ahead, you can find my patreon at the end of any of the chapters! At patreon com/Arthur_Inverse You can also find the story on scribblehub and RoyalRoad if you wish, it will stay as up-to-date as webnovel. I would like to also mention that, this is essentially unedited work for now. More edited versions are on scribblehub. Discord: https://discord.com/invite/jJw54jd2GX

Edward Harding was supposed to be nothing more than a mob character for an otome game known as Doki Doki Magical Love! (*Author cringing SFX*), but due to an accident, he started having headaches that unwillingly gave him weird and mysterious knowledge, that he couldn't comprehend at all. With that more than often useless knowledge in hand, lack of sleep, and good ol' ad-libbing, he would go on to accidentally mess with the game's story and its pacing. The concept is self-explanatory, and I don't think anything else needs to be said about it. It was already published on Wattpad, mostly because I didn't know how many chapters I would end up writing, and now that it's past the 10 chapters mark, I'll be publishing here from now on as well.

Popular girl Ari Cho is absolutely charming, leaving Yumi Kim, the school nerd, so gay to function normally. ** FOREWORD: Like any other day, I sat back and watched Ari hold court in the far corner of the school cafeteria. She was surrounded by her usual swarm of admirers, each one trying—and failing—to win her over. One by one, they crumbled under the weight of her gentle rejections, their faces painted with the sting of unrequited affection. Oh, what a marvellous sight to behold. The scene took a dramatic turn when two of the boys started arguing, throwing out accusations about who was making Ari more uncomfortable. The irony was almost too good—they were both so oblivious to the fact that their entire presence was likely making her want to bolt out the door. I took another bite of my sandwich, savouring the free entertainment. Poor Ari, trapped in the middle of a gaggle of hormonal teenagers who genuinely believed their cringe-worthy displays of “manliness” would sweep her off her feet. Pathetic. You might be wondering why I’m not stepping in to rescue Ari from that circus of admirers. Well, let me give you three solid reasons why meddling is a terrible idea for me. First, I’m no Superman—I don’t do heroic deeds. Second, I’m far too comfortable living my drama-free life to jeopardise it now. And third, let’s be real, my body is definitely not built for a catfight. As I happily munched on my sandwich, enjoying the chaos from a safe distance, I made a grave error, I locked eyes with Ari. Oh, crap. Picture this: while the two idiotic boys were still mid-argument, Ari—with a slightly shy smile—started walking towards my direction, her tray of food balanced in her hands. No, no, no. God, please tell me she’s not actually coming to talk to m— “Hi, Yumi!” she said casually, her smile so bright it could power a small city. ** OTHER STORIES: Miss Not So Typical (on going)

she can be anything, a daughter, a mother, but not a wife.... _______________ _______________ "marriage is not for me....... I am not the girl who have her parants back, I am not that female who do make up, wear high heels, set her hairs in beautiful shiny flowers rings. I am not the girl who can make you smile Sebastian....." said Elara as she look into his eyes, deep, for the first time, "you need to understand this Sebastian........ you are a prince, who lives in palace with your rich and healthy parants not like me, who's father come home once in a year, who's mother is in wheelchair..... we can't be happy together..... I will only gives you pain." ********* ********* Sebastian look into her eyes, and smiled. the smiled which no one had seen before, the smile which he didn't even show when he graduated from military, the smile which he never made when he was with his parants, the smile which he had forget how to make.... but today, even Elara's words were about the harsh reality, even she was saying something he can never imagine to be true he was smiling, like an idiot. he pull her close and hug her. Elara's eyes widin in the sudden surprising action from him. she had never expected him to do that, but as he burry his face in the crock of her neck, and the way he had cling into her, she realized that he don't care about anything, he don't mind these things it all. for him, he just wants her, and her only. "I am selfish Elara" he whisper, his voice muffled against her soft neck. ********** ********** "I can't live without you....." he finally said, finally those words which he had never imagined will say to anyone. She have changed him, she have changed him so much that the words which he used to feel are cringe is now coming from his own mouth. "I can't live without you..... you have teach me how to live Elara, you have give me the life which I had never imagined will look this peacefull..... I don't want to go back again, I don't want to go back to my cruel, selfless, darkest life again.... I want you, I want my light." ______________________________ ______________________________ he can be anything. A son, a prince, but not an husband...... ************************************* (now author here) this is the simple, romantic, revenge and marriage for benefits type of story, oh god! I am already spling the tea already...... anyways..... so if you are interested on dark romance, and on the type of characters which is the book cover then it's just for you, read it, enjoy it, but I warn you FIRST. *****" ATTENTION WARNING HERE!!! this story have so meny disturbing, and violent chapter ahead so if you want to keep your heart beat steady normal, then stay away from this. WARNING OVER ******** Now, first of all, I am an new author here, especially in this app. and I don't know how to engage more viewers or, make my story more popular among all the author great, artist and authors here. and if I try to do something I always end up seeing book here with 1000+ chapter. no seriously who writes 1000,4444+ chapters, and how they get that much time? don't they have any other stories to make? don't they have family or siblings? why they are making that long stories? I am new here I don't know about it. mine won't go that long but seriously? what are these authors doing here? and I am simple words person, I don't put that much difficult words on my story, which I even can't pronounce. but they....... these authors put words like they are from another world, and that long chapter, I think I will still be reading in my grave after my death if I wants to see the end. I don't know who is reading my book, cuz all I am finding in my data is that the all of your stories views are unknown or rather males. so I don't know what do do. i need an help of authors to know how this app work cuz I am new here. and if you are an author please connect with me so we both can improve in our work.

Beware the almighty 'Seer' who wanders the Murim. He knows all and sees all. The seer can predict the future and his predictions have never before been wrong. Those who heed his advice may be given a second chance while for all the others who don't... impeding doom awaits. The seer's words are absolute. How might you recognize him you ask...? There have been rumors of this man clad in black whose eyes shine a clean crimson glare right through his hermit hat when provoked. He is also rumored to be carrying a Demonic Sword. And if the rumors are to be believed he is actually quite young. P.S.: Yes, I am aware that the title might have turned out a bit inaccurate. Forgive this junior.

In an alternate version of Earth where there's only 4 supercontinents on the planet... James Karawei, a boy living in Havok, Ryomania who had mental problems and wanted to "throw the towel in" got into trouble with a powerful and strange organization called "The Syndicate" which led him to make friends as he struggled to fight off their ranks and eventually this led him to awaken his "Divinity", one of the 12 pillars of creation, he will struggle and grow as he tries to find out more about "The Boss" and his strange connection towards him and the "Control" he has over him. ~-----------------------------------~ !WARNING!: This story contains fighting/gore/lore/cringe/breaking the fourth wall/If... you do enjoy it, share it with your friends, i don't like re-telling this story to other parallel universes, you wouldn't understand.... Anyway... Hugs and kisses, YMAM.

After the alarms, sirens and nuclear warnings, Kai wakes up in an empty white room. With no idea what to do, he just waits for anything to happen...hoping something will happen. Only when the voice of...something... breaks him out of the monotonous life of the white room, he realises the problems he will have to face just to survive. Note - First few chapters are slow, monotonous and downright terrible, I mean, just going back and looking at chapter three has me cringing. My writing gets better as the story goes on, but it still has a few info dumps. The first few chapter are the shortest by far, like chapter 30 is the same length as 1, 2 and part of ch 3 combined. Honestly, you can just skim the first five and then maybe read it a little more in depth. Thanks, and please, go easy on the first chapters, I already hate them. Schedule is new chapter every Monday, Wednesday, Friday, and Sunday.

His lucid green-blue eyes refused to look away from the alluring sight before, feeling a certain stir in his lower insides as his instincts fully triggered. The air around was tainted with the provocating yet intoxicating scent that filled his sensitive nostrils, watching the bright red liquid slowly sip out of the broken skin on her shoulder. He gulped. Gingerly shifting his gaze to the pair of brown doe orbs, Leviathan immediately noticed the hint of mirth in her eyes. Kamyla grinned, "Are you really so desperate to taste it?" Leviathan didn't respond, struggling to resist the strong temptation of the woman lying underneath him; not to mention her lascivious features protruding from her barely clothed body. His fingers dug deeper into the sheet on both sides of her head. He grinned, "How cheap do you think I am?" "Then do it", her eyes glittered with mischief. "Taste it". Leviathan clenched his jaws, preventing his eyes from wandering back to her corrupting blood. Kamyla then let out a chuckle, raising her hand to cover her bleeding injury. His eyes slitted. "Levi..." The severally disapproved nickname rolled off her tongue, causing him to cringe in annoyance. "If you really want my blood so badly..." She slowly wiped the blood on her thumb, bringing it to her lips to lick it off. Leviathan bit his lower lip. "Then you'll have to earn it". • • • In the year 1503, One of the most powerful Empires in central west Africa, the Sah' Jangi Empire, began to experience strange unexplainable disappearances of their citizens in various kingdoms. To solve the mystery affecting their society, the Royal family alongside the chief priest, decided to summon an ancient demigod to come to their aid — only to accidentally summon a foreign demon god — one with strange pale skin colour different from theirs, but possessed with unimaginable powers enough to help them in their plight. But unknown to them, the arrival of the odd-looking demon prince brings nothing but calamity as dark secrets and lies buried deep in their empire history are brought into the light; causing great changes to all the lands and its people. Especially after he crossing paths with the strongest female warrior of the capital. Kamyla Odjafah. Tags: BWWM. Son of hell. African mythology. Black female lead. War. devilson. African historical fiction. Demons. African fantasy fiction. Ghouls. Witches. Giants. Spirits. Power Couple.

this will be a compilation of random short stories I’ve made. there will be no schedule.

A Note from Barnaby Twiddlepot Dear Reader, Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Barnaby Twiddlepot—inventor, dreamer, and, some might say, the architect of one of the most infamous culinary catastrophes in history: The Great Spaghetti Incident. It is a tale as tangled and twisted as the spaghetti it spawned, and I feel both duty-bound and curiously delighted to tell you my side of the story. This book is not merely an account of the absurd events that unfolded in Flipsville that fateful summer. No, it is a testament to ambition gone awry, to the sheer unpredictability of invention, and to the fragile boundary between genius and madness. What began as an innocent attempt to revolutionize dinner parties ended with an entire town engulfed in a wave of pasta-shaped pandemonium. Through these pages, you will witness my humble beginnings, the birth of the Spaghettifier, and the escalating chaos that turned my quaint little backyard laboratory into ground zero for an unprecedented incident. You will laugh, you will cringe, and perhaps you will even find yourself questioning your next plate of spaghetti. This is not merely my story. It is the story of a town, a machine, and a series of events that would forever etch the name Flipsville into the annals of culinary history. I have done my best to recount the events faithfully, but let me assure you, the truth is stranger than any fiction I could ever concoct. So, prepare yourself, dear reader, for a journey into the absurd. As you turn these pages, remember: no noodle is ever just a noodle, and sometimes, the simplest ideas can spiral completely out of control. Bon appétit... and good luck. Yours in tangled ambition, Barnaby Twiddlepot Inventor, accidental calamity maker, and reluctant chronicler of the Great Spaghetti Incident.

Dreaming is a wonderful thing whether it is a nightmare, fantasy and whatever genre there is . . ., because. . . . . it is a part of our thought and what we always have been desiring and hoping for us to have. Our way to escape reality and create our own fate and relive our fantasies. It's not that bad right?

A sequel to the wobnovel, Soul Nite. It all started 2 years ago, a mysterious rock crashed into the earth and then... Dude! Stop yapping, everyone already knows this. Yeah Tom and stop talking like that, it actually sucks. Right, right, ok, So basically after Con got packed up, me and the boys got to chilling but then all of a sudden there where these evil organizations and groups, basically, they're the opps and they're all trying to take us out. But no worries cuz me and the boys goda save the day. Jerry; dude, that last part was cringe. Tom; well, how else was I supposed to end this abstract? Itona; literally any other way. Tom; argh! that's it I'm out. Jerry while leaving the room; Ait. ... Lisa; well, anyway, please enjoy, I guess...

Ito po ay compilation ko po ng mga sinulat ko, sana po ay magustuhan nyo!? God bless you all!? Meron din po nyan sa Wattpad.

So you want a story about a tortured poet with a heart full of drama and an ego to match? Wow. Meet Alden. He’s a poet, but not the kind that writes love letters. Nah, he’s the kind of guy who spends his nights contemplating the meaning of life while wallowing in his own existential crisis. Is he a genius? Probably. Is he a hot mess? Definitely. But hey, you can’t have one without the other, right? Enter this asshole—you know, the annoying, persistent stranger who has a sixth sense for getting under the main character's skin. He’s like that fly that won’t stop buzzing around his face, except... Hot, more cryptic, and just perfectly capable of unraveling everything you thought you knew about your own sanity. Together, they’ll make you laugh, cringe, and rethink your entire existence. It’s chaotic. It’s ridiculous. It’s tragically poetic. And you’ll probably question why you’re even reading this, but let’s be real—this messed-up duo is the distraction you didn’t know you needed. Welcome to "Fragments of the Fool Poet". It’s a disaster, but hey—at least it’s an entertaining one.

In the vast landscape of online ambition, the gleam of potential profits can often blind us to danger. I was one of many who succumbed to this dazzling allure, convinced that I had stumbled upon a golden opportunity through a website called bitcoinming.com. With dreams of financial freedom dancing in my head, I invested nearly $300,000, all while envisioning the riches that would soon follow. At first, everything seemed too good to be true—in the world of crypto, where fortunes are made overnight, I felt invincible. The site promised beyond reasonable limits; each click sparked a rush of excitement as my supposed investments soared. "Just a little more," I'd tell myself, unraveling my financial safety net, driven by the insatiable hope of turning my home into a palace with luxury cars parked outside. But as weeks turned into sleepless nights, hope began morphing into agony. What once glittered with the potential of a million dollars now only left my heart heavy and my pockets barren. That gut-wrenching decline hit when I noticed strange inconsistencies—withdrawal issues that mushroomed into red flags too big to ignore. It was here that my thoughts collectively sprinted to that haunting conclusion: I had been ensnared in a scam. The realization settled in like a dense fog, suffocating and impenetrable. My dreams propelled me forward like an exuberant train, heading straight for a brick wall of bitter betrayal. Panic swept over me, and I felt lost—until a ray of hope glimmered. Enter my unsung hero: a colleague who had noticed my despair and suggested I reach out to a group known as Digital Tech Guard Recovery. Skeptical but desperate, I took the plunge. I couldn’t let my profits vanish into thin air without a fight. Things began to shift; an empathetic team compiled evidence, explored avenues, and illuminated tactics previously hidden in my whirlwind of stress. Through their determination and professional expertise, the clouds of my despair began to give way. Week after week, I watched as they meticulously retraced my steps—communication recovered, digital trails scanned, each item like a puzzle piece resetting my reality. Slowly, assurance spread within me like sunlight flooding a shadowed room. And then, the moment arrived! The long-forgotten numbers sprouted back in my account in a flurry of recovery. Every single penny—returned. What felt impossible was suddenly palpable; hope transformed into alliance, from frustration into a sense of reclaimed justice. This harrowing chapter serves as a stark reminder of the perils nestled within digital promise. While I learned that online opportunities might glow, they can often conceal treacherous traps. However, after navigating this tempest, I emerged resilient and wiser, committed to sharing my journey to protect others from the mirage I once chased. In the end, sometimes everything that glitters isn't gold—but if you can find the right allies, that glitter may find its way back to you. So here’s me, sharing my story not just as a cautionary tale but as a beacon of hope—because recovery is always possible with the right help at your side. Contact with WhatsApp: +1 (443) 859 - 2886 Email @ digital tech guard . com Telegram: digital tech guard recovery . com website link :: https : / / d i g i t a l t e c h g u a r d . com

Explore a captivating compilation of tantalizing tales that will ignite your imagination. Delve into a collection of short erotic stories that will transport you to a world of passion, desire, and seduction. Lose yourself in the pages as each story unfolds, leaving you breathless and craving for more. Get ready to embark on a sensual journey that will awaken your senses and leave you yearning for the forbidden.

Para que otros escritores puedan sacar ideas de esto o como un pequeño apoyo, si quieren escribir algo de fantasía centrada en los goblins. Por ahora solamente es información sobre goblins que compile de varias fuentes en internet, además de agregarle unas pocas ideas mías. Muchas Gracias por leer.

“He picked me back up against the wall, with the water running down both of our bodies, and I could feel the head of his dick…” Mature readers only!! This book is intended to be a compilation of different stories, therefore, every chapter has its own different character. enjoy reading a compilation of sensual stories mostly from the point of view of women in "whispers of Lust"

Confronting Cryptocurrency Scams: How I Reclaimed My Lost Investments. A month ago I fell victim to a fraudulent platform called Crypto, resulting in a devastating loss of $100,000. At first, it seemed like a legitimate investment opportunity, promising high returns and a user-friendly interface. Like many, I was drawn in by the allure of quick profits and the excitement of the cryptocurrency market. I invested my hard-earned savings, convinced that I was making a wise financial decision. As time went on, I noticed something unusual. My withdrawals were delayed, and customer support became increasingly unresponsive. I tried to convince myself that these issues were temporary, but deep down, I sensed something was terribly wrong. After weeks of attempting to withdraw my funds, I realized I had been scammed. The sinking feeling of betrayal and regret was overwhelming. The emotional toll of losing such a significant amount of money was immense. I felt embarrassed and ashamed, believing I had been foolish for falling for such a scheme. However, I was determined to take action and seek help. After researching my options, I came across FOLKWIN EXPERT RECOVERY, a recovery expert specializing in reclaiming lost assets from scams. With their guidance, I learned about the steps I could take to recover my funds. They provided me with valuable advice on documenting my losses and compiling evidence of the fraud. The team at FOLKWIN EXPERT RECOVERY was knowledgeable and supportive, walking me through the recovery process step-by-step. Their expertise made a daunting situation feel manageable. After a thorough investigation, they were able to assist me in recovering all of my lost funds. The relief I felt was indescribable. I learned the hard way about the risks associated with cryptocurrency investments, but I also discovered that recovery is possible. If you’ve found yourself in a similar situation, know that you are not alone, and there is hope for recovery. Educating yourself about the common tactics used by scammers can help you avoid falling prey to similar schemes in the future. Take the time to research investment platforms thoroughly and always trust your instincts when something feels off. In sharing my story, I hope to raise awareness about the dangers of cryptocurrency scams. Please reach out to professionals like FOLKWINEXPERTRECOVERY@TECH-CENTER (.) COM, Telegram: @FOLKWIN_EXPERT_RECOVERY if you’ve lost money; their expertise could be the key to reclaiming your assets and regaining your financial stability. Thanks and God bless, Theodore Isabella.

it's a compilation of short stories that I have in my mind. They had been there since very long and now I finally tried to unleash them.

Note: Warning, this book is written by people who just wants things to be as much chaotic as it can possibly get. This is Infinite Glazing Work. Are you tired of those troupes where the MC hides their powers? Or one where the mc wants or has to save the world for his loved one. Perhaps, one where the world just moves in a predestined motion. One where it's a sandbox for the mc to grow. Are you tired of those? Do you want to just throw your brain out the window and try something garbage for once. Do you want a scenario where something just happens for the sake of happening and not because it's for an overarching plot. If so, welcome. Take a stop here and read what a group of (crazy) people has to offer. Fuck it, we ball. Serious note: - Fast-paced: Chapters transitions to other ones in a blink of an eye. - There are multiple main protagonists - mainly four of them. - Names are mixed. We'll be mixing names from different cultures as we see fit. Call it cringe, but it is what it is. Reasons you should read this novel: "Just try it."

Evil MC, Psychological, Vile and Gore Content BEWARE: In 2000, Earth was Hit by a Cosmic Ray of unknown origin, This Ray had a drastic effect on the earth as The Cosmic Energy was trapped inside special Rocks throughout the world These Rocks known as Cosmic Krystal's were harvest upon knowledge of their capabilities to grant one a unique Superpower Temporarily From that Day on for the past 30 years Humanity was ushered into an Era of the unprecedented clash between Good and Evil, heros and Villian With the Dynamic of Society shifting and evolving to New Rules thay thrived: The strong are to be feared and obeyed While the population dwindled under strife and chaos, those with knowledge of greater power searched of the Cosmic Divergence Spheres 7 Spheres that held Godlike powers Governing the Cosmos in each Domain of the Mind, Reality, Soul, Power, Space, Time, Energy.... Kaelen is one such individual in this turmoil striving for the essential which is power.The power to Rule the Cosmos like his Playground That is the way of the Malevolence....The ways the Embodiment of EVIL BORN INTO REALITY. HI EVERYONE, If the Synopsis hasn't gotten you hooked or intrigued yet I personally suggest you still try out at least 30 chapters of the Novel before Deciding, You will come to realize this Novel is one those novels you search for all night on Web Novel but never Find #No Power sharing #No Fluff #No poison #No childish Mc in front of Females of any kind #No low IQ childish MC #No cringe actions #Super intelligent, Realistic side characters with brains etc

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Everly the main character finds being single is peaceful. Although, every time she sees a couple she cringes but also feels lonely. ^_^