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In the vast multiverse, a legendary being named Sahil Patel stands at the pinnacle of existence. His status transcends the boundaries of mere mortals, as he possesses unimaginable power and a plethora of talents that defy comprehension. Sahil is not bound by conventional limitations; he is a master of reality itself, equipped with a system that grants him the ability to edit anything according to his desires. Upon the moment of his birth and integration with the system, Sahil and his boundless capabilities become intertwined, forging a connection that ensures their lives are inseparable. The system, sworn to never harm its master in any way—physically, mentally, or otherwise—exists solely to aid Sahil in his adventurous journey through life. Sahil Patel's attributes are beyond quantification, with levels exceeding 999 in every conceivable category. His eyes possess unparalleled vision, including the Eye of Heaven, All-Seeing Eyes, Eye of Technology, Eye of True Vision, Eye of Insight, Pupil of Time and Space Nirvana, Omniscient Eye, and more. As for his class, occupation, and talents, Sahil boasts an extensive array of SSSSS+ level abilities, including Endless Extraction, Multiverse Extraction, Dream Maker, 100% Drop Rate, Elemental Control, Game Clone, Permanent Buff, Illusion, Monster Merging, and countless others. These talents are locked, waiting to be unlocked at Sahil's whim, offering a vast array of possibilities for his journey. His bloodline remains shrouded in mystery, and his mana/Qi is limitless. Sahil possesses an innate Dao Body, a Gamer Body, a God Emperor Glazed Body, and various other divine physiques that make him an immortal force to be reckoned with. Sahil's Dao is an Ultra-Ancient Supreme God-Level Dao, and his aura is that of the Lord of Aura, complemented by the Banished Immortal Aura emanating from the Ultimate Star. Halo-wise, he is the Lord of Halo, while his charm level stands at an astonishing 999+. Titles such as Undeniable Charm adorn Sahil's legendary persona, and his magical prowess is infinite. His skills include Instant Mastery*100 million, Magic Barrier, Soul Detection, Calm Aura, Absolute Control, and many more. Martial arts and soul weapons are in abundance, with an infinite variety at his disposal. The powers and abilities bestowed upon Sahil include the reality-editing prowess of the Reality Editor, the vast knowledge of the Digital Library of Heaven Path + Ai, and the omnipotent skill of All-Creation. His inventory consists of enigmatic items such as the All-Rounded Void Camera, King Treasure, and Quantum Smart Phone. Sahil's personal shop transcends imagination, containing everything from movies, TV series, novels, games, comics, cartoons, anime, and more. He even possesses a Minecraft world with creative and survival modes, a world-travel ability, and a pocket world under his absolute control. In summary, Sahil Patel, the Perfect Embodiment with Meta Probability Manipulation, stands as an unrivaled force in the cosmos, wielding the power to shape reality itself and embark on an adventure beyond the limits of imagination. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- AN OVERPOWERED CHARACTER THT YOU CAN WISH

Menjadi anak dan korban Kdrt serta sakitnya perselingkuhan oleh kedua orang tua nya. Lalu ibunya yang pergi membawa adik adiknya dan kakak kakaknya yang pergi meninggalkannya karena tidak betah dengan perlakuan ayah mereka yang keras dan kasar Tak sampai disitu Raya juga kerap di jadikan kambing hitam dan bahan ejekan oleh semua orang yang tak suka dengan dirinya Inilah Kisah Raya Wanita yang manis dengan sejuta luka Raya beruntung ketika keluarganya sendiri hancur ia masih memiliki keluarga yang lain yang bisa membuatnya bahagia dengan sepupu sepupunya Mungkin hanya mereka obat dari segala luka Raya yang memahami Raya Namun tetap saja Raya terluka tanpa seluruh keluarganya tahu bahwa pengalaman Raya tak pernah berubah ia masih tetap ditindas oleh sebagian orang mati matian Dan kemudian ia di fitnah oleh seseorang karena membunuh hingga ia di masukkan dalam rumah sakit jiwa dan di penjara Raya yang mentalnya lemah pun terguncang jiwanya dan memiliki trauma yang sangat besar Namun suatu ketika ia bertemu pria yang sangat berkuasa yang menawarinya dengan sebuah kehidupan yang akan merubahnya 180° dari atas ke bawah Pria Itu bernama Fahad Shah Sultan Al Iman yang merupakan seorang Penguasa

Oh hey there! Welcome to my totally not your average novel. I'm Natsuo, your humble guide (well, maybe not that humble) through this wild rollercoaster of a story. Buckle up because things are about to get real. So, picture this: I was just your regular guy—well, if by regular you mean born into a family of portal-hopping "Dimension Walkers," betrayed by a kingdom, and accidentally sold my soul to Lucifer. Oops. Now I’ve got these wicked powers like gaining all knowledge (yes, I’m a genius), multiplying anything by a trillion (imagine a trillion-dollar pizza), and copying abilities (basically, I'm like the ultimate cheat code). Oh, and did I mention I’m emotionless now? Yeah, turns out selling your soul has some side effects. Who knew? Anyway, things went downhill real fast when the Night Commander decided to try and kill me and my best friend Minami. Spoiler alert: didn’t work. But, in a twist of fate (and some magic portals), I ended up in a new dimension where I ran into some really "interesting" characters, like a dude in a red suit named G.W.A.K.(Guy with a katana) He’s kind of like a talking cartoon with a katana—breaks the fourth wall and cracks jokes like there's no tomorrow. Honestly, he might be funnier than Luci, my annoying floating eyeball companion. Now, with these crazy new powers, I’m hopping between dimensions, stealing abilities from other powerful freaks, and maybe trying to find a way to reclaim my soul before Lucifer decides she wants more than just a one-time deal. Did I mention I don’t play nice? Yeah, if you’re looking for a hero, you’re probably in the wrong place. But hey, stick around! There’s betrayal, epic fights, fourth-wall-breaking shenanigans, and enough sarcasm to fill an entire kingdom. Oh, and if you’re reading this, you might want to keep your eyes peeled—I might just be watching you. discord server:- https://discord.gg/QkbYtJEZ

In the heart of Rawalpindi, a shocking tragedy unfolds, shattering the lives of Aliza, a brilliant Satellite Navigator, and her family. When Aliza is found brutally murdered, her sister Aaliya, her fiancé Hamza, and their close friend Fahad are plunged into a vortex of grief, mystery, and betrayal. The tragedy becomes a catalyst for unearthing secrets, leading to a high-stakes investigation that tests the limits of loyalty, love, and justice. Aliza’s sudden death sends ripples of grief through her loved ones. Aaliya, a determined and empathetic young woman, is devastated but refuses to be paralyzed by sorrow. Together with Hamza, a devoted partner and supportive father to their young daughter Fatima, and Fahad, their steadfast friend, Aaliya decides to pursue the truth about what happened to her sister. As the police dive deeper into the investigation, unexpected revelations come to light. Suspicion falls on Faizan, a man with a history of betrayal, whose dark secrets intertwine with Aliza’s professional and personal life. It soon emerges that Aliza’s murder might not only be a personal vendetta but also a matter of national security. In a shocking twist, the investigation uncovers Faizan’s betrayal of the nation, his involvement with dangerous networks, and the covert selling of crucial information from the satellite launching program. Amid the chaos, Aliza’s daughter, young Fatima, becomes a crucial witness. Her innocent drawings provide unexpected clues that spark a new line of investigation, helping the police piece together what really happened the night of Aliza’s murder. However, the plot thickens when it’s revealed that Faizan wasn’t working alone—Komal, a woman hired as a house servant under false pretenses, has also disappeared, leaving behind only a fake ID and a trail of deceit. As the story unfolds, it’s not just about uncovering Aliza’s killer but understanding the web of lies that led to her death. The narrative follows Aaliya’s journey as she battles her own grief while supporting Hamza and Fatima, finding herself thrust into a role that demands resilience and courage. Meanwhile, Hamza struggles to hold the family together, haunted by his love for Aliza and determined to seek justice for her untimely death. Fahad’s unwavering support of Aaliya deepens as they navigate the turbulence together, facing challenges and discovering a shared strength that goes beyond friendship. In the backdrop, Komal’s fate takes a dark turn, as her sins catch up to her in the form of unexpected punishment, hinting that destiny doesn’t overlook betrayal. The climactic courtroom battle becomes a fight not just for justice but for closure, as Faizan's elaborate defense crumbles under the weight of fabricated medical records and falsehoods. With Faizan finally brought to justice, sentenced for his crimes, the story shifts to a brighter note, focusing on healing and hope. The novel concludes with a sense of new beginnings. Hamza and Fatima start a fresh chapter of their lives, learning to live with the scars of the past while embracing a future of resilience. Aaliya and Fahad’s wedding marks a celebration of love, symbolizing the triumph of light over darkness, hope over despair, and the indomitable spirit of family. Mysterious Murder is a tale of grief, perseverance, and the pursuit of justice. It highlights the strength found in unity and love amidst the most trying circumstances. It’s a reminder that even in the face of unimaginable loss, there is always a chance for healing and the promise of new beginnings.

Eva Collins was your everyday average elementary school teacher, she was beautiful, kind and had her way with children. She works a full shift at a prestigious elementary school for the rich and has her life easy until that one day. Eva has the chance to acquaint herself with the sibling of one of her pupils but this encounter forever changes her once simple but plain life. "God...when are they coming for little Avry....the caretaker who usually comes for her has taken far too long now" Eva wonders as she looks at the six year old little girl beside her. The little girl yawns from tiredness. Eva sighed heavily and looked at the little girl beside her with a light smile. "Hey Avry.....can I ask you something" Eva asks gently. Avry nods her head softly as her big adorable eyes stare at her teacher. "Do you wanna come home with me....it's getting pretty late and I can't leave you here" Avry's eyes sparkled from excitement. "Yes Miss Eva....I wanna come with you" Eva smiles brightly but she can't help but scowl inside "What kind of people forget about a little girl at school to such hours" Eva checked her watch and saw that it was eight thirty pm and the school had practically closed. 'Huhhhh...' ...................... But little did Eva know that this little action of care and responsibility had already changed her life. Eva sat quietly in her living room and checked her watch. It was nine twenty and no one had called about Avry Walker from the school yet. She had informed the school that she would take Avry home to atleast have something to eat and rest. They had allowed her since she stayed quite close to the school and had a respectable personality. Suddenly Eva heard a knock on her door and glanced at Avry who was watching cartoons slightly. She got up and walked towards the door. She peeked through the peep hole of her apartment door and saw a man. He was completely shrouded in darkness and beside him stood another man. Eva couldn't make out their faces at all since it was dark outside. Eva picked up the baseball bat next to the door and slowly opened the door. A chilling gush of cold wind immediately brushed against her skin. Eva didn't know whether it was because of the cold rain outside or that indifferent cold stare that the man with the black investigator hat gave her. And still Eva couldn't make out his face since he held his head low. Eva glanced at the other man who stood their calmly like a faithful assistant. He was quite good looking. "Who are you" Eva asked as her grip on the bat tightened. The assistant like man smiled calmly but didn't answer her question "We're here for Miss Avry" Eva looked at them suspiciously but suddenly Avry's soft but tired voice came from behind. "Big brother.....you're here" Eva glanced at the man whom the words had been directed to and she saw the man who had been holding his head low lift it up. Since the light from the living room could now fall on his face, Eva saw him clearly. Eva immediately froze in amazement and her heart had slowed but it beat hard as she looked at that ethereal face. .............. From that day, Eva had a feeling that nothing in her life would remain the same. Join Eva as she unlocks dark and dangerous secrets about this mysterious man. But her curiosity to know this man brings her deeper into a world she knows nothing about. She is soon faced with something even more dangerous and she can nolonger turn back. She wants to run but her emotions and heart have already been captured by him and she is faced with a dilemma. Their love was forbidden and she was in danger from things she had once thought were fairy tales.

It was a life without regret. My parents were in good health, and I wasn’t homey enough for me to combine my studies and part-time jobs. I like fantasy, martial arts, games, fiction movies, cartoons… I’m a normal high school student who likes these things. That was certainly true until ten years ago. This is not the earth. A fantasy world dominated by powerful people. Savage utopia. It is a world where you can take anything with you if you have physical strength. Author: Farnar

In a contemporary world similar to ours, an impossible climate event occurs, intense rains cover the planet. The media and digital influencers speculate about the phenomenon. Hours later, people begin to report that they gained powers inspired by cartoons, anime and movies, after hearing a mysterious voice. When the storm subsides, monsters emerge, causing global chaos. World leaders panic, and influencers show off their skills online. The world is thrust into a new era of uncertainty, where the supernatural becomes part of everyday life.

A boy who lived a life like hell commit suicide and died without leaving anyone crying he was reborn in the some world with a book that completely changed his entire life and the world.

"Blake traveled across parallel worlds and arrived at the Cretaceous Period! What’s more, he became a Tyrannosaurus rex! Fortunately, he obtained the Evolution Template system! [Ding! Super Tyrannosaurus template unlocking progress: 100%] Blake transformed into a Super Tyrannosaurus! [Ding! The King of Monsters template is now unlocked!] Just when it was unlocked to 25%, humans from the future arrived at the Cretaceous Period through a wormhole! Facing the prehistoric behemoth, all researchers were shocked! “Oh! My! God! I can’t believe my eyes!” “A monster! It’s a monster! I knew it! I knew that the shows I watched when I was a kid aren’t cartoons! They are documentaries!” “How can it look so much like Godzilla? Oh my goodness! Could it really be Godzilla?!” Blake looked at the tiny researchers in front of him, then pointed his finger at his belly and giant abyssal mouth. What are you looking at? I am a little hungry!"

About a young boy who is in a journey in search for his little sister in the dark woods filled with fairies, beasts, wolves, and unwanted foes... little did he know that what lay waiting in these woods would change his fate forever..... SUMMARY: The Maverick family was slaughtered due to they're mother who is a Dark sorceress and now both parents are murdered and taken away meanwhile they're daughter was kidnapped. Now kaizer, The boy, searches for his sister in the deep woods and seeks vengeance. This book series is inspired by old cartoon shows and old games in the following: Ninjago, Bayonetta, Alice in wonderland. "There are no stories without inspiration but there are stories based on experience" -Lloyd Martinson Book Series was Originally written by: Lloyd Martinson

Waitress Amara Zaoui, 29, moves to the luxurious island Lusher for a lucrative job opportunity thanks to her cousin Blu despite her disdain for the uber-rich. Burned by love, Amara prefers her male companionship with no strings attached, but Blu has made it her life mission to curate her love life. And then it happens. Love at first sight when she runs into the hands of the charming young Andrew Fahad. Since he was a child, Andrew Fahad has only had his family’s purpose in mind. Nothing matters to him more than the Fahad’s legacy and its impact on their society. The weight of that responsibility is crashing him until he meets Amara. Not only is she captivating, but she also challenges everything he was raised to believe in. But to question himself is to question his entire reality and to question his reality is to lose himself and sight of his purpose. Andrew is at an impasse. Both Andrew and Amara are wrestling with emotional turmoil. For months, they have danced too close to each other’s fire. No matter how appealing, how tempting those bright, exciting sparks are, they both agree that they must end their relationship because they are too different. Something about being together warns them of a destruction they cannot handle. But it’s easier said than done.

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One last thing that did not leave my head after the resurrection At night, on the first day in the capital, Sanaa, 28 years ago, I realized that my father rented a house for us without windows, and I did not care at that time because the door was enough to cross my small body towards the city. We fell asleep to shorten the night quickly, taking advantage of the fatigue of travel Tomorrow morning, I woke up to the sound of the television of the owner of the house, who lives on the second and last floor.. I did not know what television was at the time. Nader woke up and asked him what that sound was?! He heard, then his eyes grew large, and he jogged to remove the cover to put his ear on the door. He said: Where does this sound come from?!! I do not know We slowly opened the door. We pulled our heads out to see, for nearly five years, at the mouth of the ladder, a child carrying bread and eggs. He said: Who are you? I'm Raidan and this is Nader, and you? He said: I am Nable. Saddam's head peeked out from between two iron bars at the top of the ladder and shouted: Nabell the episode has begun, ! We went up with him uninvited, as curiosity was pushing us unconsciously to know what this episode was, and when we arrived in front of the screen, the astonishment grew and grew in my face, and Nader's in a hysterical manner.... A huge wooden box with a glass in the middle, inside was a cartoon of a very beautiful and yellow-haired girl wearing An elegant outfit and carrying a sword Saddam cut us off, saying: You don't know Oscar? We: Oscar??!! Saddam: This is you ( idiots ) on TV! We: TV??!!! Nabil: Yes, TV.. He added that this watch of ten men her father taught her to fight because he did not have a boy with him, and he was silent because we did not turn towards him from the beginning.. Suddenly we heard my mother's frightened scream calling for us, so we hurried and the doors looked similar, and we entered the bedroom to find Nabil and Saddam's father falling asleep in the womb of the mother. We closed our eyes and turned around, and if Nabil had not directed us to the exit, our hearts would have stopped in horror at the scene we saw and my mother's voice that shook the world.. We went down and as soon as we got to the door, my mother greeted us with a stick in her hand, two hits in the head and another in the butt. As for the rest of the punishment, it was an endless screaming from my mother's throat, which was difficult to silence.. In the coming days, except when we used to ask permission to go up to our new friends’ apartment, every time my mother lost us, she would go straight up with her scratched hand and take us home the same way. In military service, he barely paid the rent and spent on us, so it lasted a lot until the owner of the house got bored of us he would often refuse to open the door for us, and we would return disappointed, howling and yelling: We want TV. And when my father decided to replace the television by going out to a Street, we forgot to accept this offer and filled our bodies with dirt and the dirt of the city while we were playing with friends we found who agreed to play with them without conditions.

Content warning: Horror thoughts She waits with a watchful eye, staring at the pasta. It doesn’t boil. Pacing back and forth across the empty kitchen with the useless pots and pans still in the creaky cupboard, she adds another pinch of salt to the pasta. It still doesn’t boil. She thinks about putting on a bit of music while she waits, but the downstairs neighbors hate when she does that, and she can’t remember where she last left her headphones. They might be in her coat pocket or they might not, perhaps she left them on top of the back bed in the room with the leftover textbooks. Or maybe she didn’t, maybe she left them hanging off the tiny coat rack, right next to her keys. Wherever she left them it’s too much work to run and find them, especially when the pot might boil soon. As soon as it boils, she’ll put the pasta in. As soon as it boils. The tiny apartment is only temporary, and the only burner fizzles on her. She coaxes it, fights it, begs it to make a bigger flame but it does not, settling proudly for the dull little spark that it is. Blowing on a flame coaxes a campfire; she wonders if it’ll help the stove. Probably not. She watches the blue flame dance and stares right through it. Her phone lights up. She has a notification, another message she’s not going to read. Why bother, when she knows exactly what it will say? Still, she checks the name. She reads the first two letters and flips the phone over, wincing as it lands a bit too hard on the counter. Fortunately, it’s not cracked. Unfortunately, that part of the counter is still covered in uncleaned bacon grease from his disaster yesterday, and now her phone is too. The television buzzes a commercial from the living area, or whatever passes as such. She cranes her neck to check the ad, but it's not selling anything good, just some sort of medical plan for old people, the kind of thing she couldn't afford even if she chopped off both arms and sold them. When she left home, she swore up and down she wasn’t ever going to be the kind of person who left the TV on. She wasn’t going to eat in front of it, didn’t even need a good model really, just something to use to occasionally watch old cartoons and maybe a new show if he wanted to. Now, the TV is always on, always buzzing, always saying something, just a little too quiet to hear. The pot on the stove is still not boiling. She thinks she remembered to top the water off with cold water, but maybe she didn’t. She wonders if throwing in a tablespoon or two now will change anything. Probably not; her greasy phone buzzes again. She flips it over, checks the name, and turns it back down. He’s not going to write her. She knows that. Still, she checks, just in case. Banana bread would probably be a smart thing to make,