Blender Portrait Sculpting

Derek McCoy was a man who spent his entire life facing adversity and injustice. After being forced to settle with surviving rather than living, he had finally found his place in the world, until everything was taken from him one last time. After losing his life to avenge his murdered brother, he reincarnates until he finds a world worth living in, a world filled with magic and monsters. Follow him along his journey, from grieving brother to alien soldier. From infant to Supreme Magus. ------------------------------------------- Tags: Transmigration, Male MC, Western Fantasy Schedule: 12 chapters/week (unless I'm ill or stuff happens) Chapter Lenght: 1200 - 1400 words Warning: The MC is not a hero nor an anti-hero. He is a broken, cynic and misanthropic person looking only for his own gain. If you are looking for a forgiving, nice, MC that goes around saving people in distress, this is not your cup of tea. Same if you want an unchanging MC with no character development. ------------------------------------------- Discord Server: https://discord.gg/suprememagus ---------------------------------------- Cover of Tiamat form Lith Verhen by josh groban aka manohar aka Animustw. My new Pfp was made by Josh (same as above). Visit the official discord for his official portraits of the characters.

Nature never imposes love; it offers it gently, much like a fragile rose unfurling its petals in the morning light. ***** When Sydney's eyes locked with Jordan's, her heart danced a frantic rhythm, and words seemed to dissolve before they could leave her lips. His striking silver eyes glistened like precious stones, while his elegant black tuxedo highlighted every sculpted line of his face, transforming him into a dashing prince from a fairy tale. His warm, gentle smile wrapped around her like a tender embrace, and she felt as though she was yielding to the whispers of destiny. This was that electrifying moment of love at first sight, yet... Sydney's hand instinctively moved to her stomach as she dashed aside, swept up in a torrent of emotions. It wasn't just her heart that raced; her deepest anxieties stirred to life as well. L-O-V-E! Sydney Mia, renowned across the nation as a visionary director, had a clear mantra: "Conquer the world with my films, amass accolades, and secure an immortal legacy." Love was never part of the grand narrative, merely a faint echo in the distance. Yet, Jordan's presence was a gentle tremor, unsettling the core of her being and awakening a yearning she had never acknowledged. There was an undeniable uniqueness about Jordan. He was the calm amid chaos, a sanctuary where she could truly be herself and confront her demons. As she opened her eyes, her hand still quivering, their gazes intertwined once more. His silver eyes radiated an ethereal intensity, brimming with concern and tenderness. "Are you okay?" he inquired, his voice a soothing balm, like a gentle stream winding through a verdant glen. In that instant, Sydney felt her defenses beginning to crumble, her fears slowly unwinding. Could Jordan be the one to ignite her heart, to reveal that love was not a vulnerability, but a formidable force capable of moving mountains and breaking the chains of her deepest insecurities? Could he be the one to inspire her to rewrite her life's script, to place love in the starring role?

Seized by a panic such as she had never experienced in the 21 short years of her life, Mira scrambled against the man's grip. A whiff of blood mingled with an intoxicating scent of cedar. “Shh,” he murmured, lowering his head. Pressed against his firm chest, she gulped at the dark red seeping through his shirt ivory white. She risked a glimpse up. Under a silver-black phantom half mask was a sculpted face, strands of jet-black hair sweeping his cheeks. Contrasting his pale complexion were those burgundy red lips, above which, a straight nose cast a shadow on his thin eyes the color of onyx. He glanced down at her, his gaze otherworldly. “If you’re thinking of getting on the back of the truck,” he wheezed, his larynx heaving. “Bad idea.” Deep like the rumbling sea and magnetic, his gravelly voice threatened to drown any audience. This romantasy is set in a world a millennium after ours perished. Also, you may imagine the male lead as Sylus from the simulation game Love and Deepspace but with black hair.

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] 'Did it make absolute sense that the only way to reverse a curse was with another curse, even if it was a six feet sauve-looking demon whose features was sculpted to the apex of perfection?' Life seemed unnatually unfair when Aella had to embark on a suicidal journey to save her family from a rueful damnation, though she never brought the curse in the first place. Getting to the end of her journey, she found out something which made her hair stand out... The demon she intended to slay wasn't a ferocious creature but a demonic beauty with a mysterious aura that oddly set her body on fire. He was a divine creature, demonic, but dangerously so. When she stumbled into his life, he had one thought. Make her fall for him, ruining her mission. After all, he was the demon himself. Rather than getting his heart, Aella fell for his charms, inviting an unending chaos into her already doomed life. Thrown in a crossroad, she is confused on which path to take. Abide by her heart and let herself fall into a whirlwind of love, or allow intervention and be apart, saving herself from his cursed fate. A tale of gripping desires... Desiring The Cursed Demon's Heart. _______________ Volume 1: Desiring The Cursed Demon's Heart [COMPLETED] at 282 chapters. Volume 2: Acquiring The Cursed Angel's Heart [ONGOING] ________________ P.S Cover not mine, credit all to the artist!

Zara's eyes were glued to Xavier's bare chest, unable to look away. The sculpted muscles, the deep V-line, the way his sweatpants hung low on his hips—she couldn't help but be captivated. It was as if her brain had short-circuited, and all logic had left her. She moved a step closer, almost unconsciously, her hand lifting as if to touch his chest. Before her fingers could make contact, Xavier's quick reflexes caught her wrist. His grip was firm, but not harsh, and he raised an eyebrow, looking at her with an amused expression. "What do you think you're doing?" he asked, his voice low but laced with a hint of teasing. Zara, startled but determined not to show weakness, scratched the back of her head awkwardly, trying to save face. "What do you mean? Why are you walking around shirtless?" she countered, trying to shift the focus off herself. Xavier's smirk deepened, his dark eyes glinting with mischief. "I'm not the one sneaking around in other people's rooms, Zara. You're the one who barged in here." Zara blinked, her mind scrambling to find an excuse. "Oh, right," she muttered, still not sure how to explain her behavior. She gave him a sheepish grin, but her eyes darted back to his chest, trying to look casual. "I was just… looking for something," she said, her words trailing off as she tried to think of a better lie. Xavier didn't buy it for a second. Slowly, he took a step forward, closing the distance between them. Zara instinctively took a step back, but Xavier followed, not giving her any space to escape. Her heart raced as she backed up again, trying to keep some distance between them, but Xavier wasn't making it easy. "Trying to run away now?" Xavier teased, his voice laced with playful challenge. He moved another step forward, and Zara continued retreating, her back now against the wall. Her breath hitched as she realized she had nowhere else to go. "I wasn't trying to run away," Zara said quickly, her voice a little too high-pitched. "Just, you know, I… I don't want to intrude. I just—"  But Xavier wasn't interested in her stammering excuses. His gaze remained locked on her, and as he stepped closer, his hand that had caught her wrist slowly slid down to her fingers, brushing against her skin. The gentle touch sent an unexpected shiver down her spine. Zara's heart hammered in her chest, and she took another step back, this time bumping into the wall with a soft thud. She couldn't help but feel the heat building between them, the tension so thick it was almost palpable. Xavier, now mere inches from her, tilted his head, his lips curling into a playful grin. "I think you're lying," he murmured, his voice soft, but full of mischief. "You were trying to touch my chest, weren't you?" Zara's face flushed with heat, and she tried to push back against him, but it was like trying to move a mountain. She cleared her throat, trying to recover some of her composure. "Maybe I was," she admitted, her voice low. "But, um… so what? It's not like you're making it easy to ignore." Xavier's grin widened as he leaned even closer, his body just inches away from hers. The closeness was overwhelming, and Zara's mind started to spin. She could feel the heat radiating off his chest, and she had to fight the urge to reach up and touch it again. "Is that so?" Xavier whispered, his breath warm against her ear. He placed his hand on the wall beside her head, trapping her in place as he stared down at her with a wicked gleam in his eyes. "You sure about that?".

When a woman vanishes after a rendezvous with an online connection, detectives find themselves entangled in a web of deceit. With no immediate proof, they must rely on fragmented clues and unforeseen breakthroughs to unravel the mystery and engage in a dangerous game of cat and mouse with a cunning suspect.

King Niklaus Mikaelson, a name that resonated with both fear and reverence across the Mythralian Peninsula, was a figure shrouded in a dark, commanding aura. His reputation as the most ruthless and strongest ruler had been etched into the annals of history through countless conquests and acts of sheer dominance. The Kingdom of Emberlyn, his seat of power, had become a formidable force under his iron-fisted rule, expanding relentlessly as he sought to unite the entire peninsula beneath his banner. Niklaus was a man who wielded authority like a weapon, his charisma a tool for bending others to his will. To the world, he was the epitome of power and allure, the man every woman desired and every rival feared. Yet, beneath his striking exterior and regal bearing lay a darkness as deep and unyielding as the obsidian blade he kept sheathed at his side. In the resplendent Kingdom of Aquarion, where the gentle whispers of the wind and the serene beauty of the landscape paint a portrait of tranquility, Princess Emily Wilson stands as a luminous enigma. As the eldest and middle daughter of King Wilson, Emily is a figure both revered and shrouded in mystery, a living legend whose beauty is spoken of in hushed, reverent tones. Emily’s physical beauty is legendary, though it remains largely unseen by the world beyond her family. Her rare blue eyes, deep and mesmerizing, are said to capture the essence of the sky and the sea, reflecting a depth of emotion and intelligence that transcends mere appearance. Her blonde hair, a cascade of sunlit strands, frames her face with a halo of ethereal light, adding to her mystique. To those who have glimpsed her, Emily is a vision of unparalleled grace, a princess whose beauty is as captivating as it is elusive. Yet, Emily’s allure extends far beyond her physical appearance. She embodies a unique blend of wisdom, strength, and purity, qualities that make her a formidable presence in her kingdom. Her wisdom is profound, her decisions guided by an insight that belies her years. She approaches her role with a sense of purpose and clarity, balancing the weight of her responsibilities with the grace of a true leader.

"Portraits of the Undying" Isabella, a talented fine art restorer, is drawn to a remote castle shrouded in secrets, where her work on ancient paintings unearths forgotten memories from a past life she doesn’t understand. The paintings, particularly one of a regal queen who seems to watch her, ignite a mysterious connection that pulls her deeper into the castle’s dark history. As Isabella uncovers the truths hidden in the walls of the castle, she encounters Viktor—a brooding, enigmatic man whose gaze hides more than he reveals. But when strange visions begin to blur the line between past and present, Isabella’s reality starts to unravel, revealing the truth about her royal lineage, a tragic love, and a bond that transcends time. Haunted by whispers and visions, Isabella must navigate her growing feelings for Viktor, the appearance of a rival named Damien, and the mysterious allure of a castle that might just be alive. But the deeper she delves, the more she questions: Who is she really, and why is the castle calling her back to its forgotten depths?

(MATURE CONTENT) Threesome arc? - Right here A weak, adorable, and low self-esteemed MC with an awful past, a trauma breaking him down every second and controling his life, just before he meets his 'suns', and later gains confidence and starts loving himself again arc? - Right here. Yeah, you read that right. Twin brothers who radiate like the sun and are very possessive of the MC, putting his happiness above everything arc? Gosh, look no further, you're in the right place. This story is just for you, so open it and read to your heart's content. ****** Synopsis I was just a no-name photographer who was trying hard to make a living, but then I got tangled with 'them'. My life, as it was, had always been nothing but a nightmare, living a cursed life that wasn't fit to be called a life. I had no chances with love, connections, or anything. Nothing! And after drawing my last straw, trying to make a final effort that would maybe lead me somewhere other than dirt, I met them again. They - the twins - were my childhood friends whose lives I had ruined with my presence, and I was scared to ruin it a second time, so I tried to stay away from them but... They had other plans. 'When angels dream.' That was what I called the picture. The beautiful portrait was filled with serenity as that blond Italian man gazed into the distance and was showered with the soft petals of cherry blossom. The beautiful picture I had 'stolen'. Yeah, that's the word. I stole it because I didn't ask for permission first. But this is how it unfolded. At first, I took the picture without asking because I was so mesmerized by the scenery, and completely breathtaking, but then I got caught but it wasn't by the same man. They looked alike and wore the same clothes but I could tell right away that he wasn't him. Nevertheless, I apologized. "I'm deeply sorry." I said but then, the man whom I had stolen a picture from walked up behind me and said, "To think such a day would come." I turned around and blinked, looking at the man in front of me and then at the one behind me. They were identical twins. And not only that ... My heart shook... They looked like the twins I had known back then. "What's the matter?" The one in front asked with a bright smile that I was so compelled to take a picture of him and I did. He blinked at my confused expression and then burst out laughing. A sweet and cheerful laugh that made me blush. he looked really handsome. They both did, with their blonde hair which shone like gold with the suns radiation and a charming smile. I found my heart racing at the mere sight of that smile and almost forgot the situation I was in. "I see you haven't changed at all." He suddenly said, swiped my hair back and added, softly, "Hyung." My eyes widened. These two... It couldn't be... They weren't the twins, right? The twins that I knew. They... How did this happen? I just wanted a picture, that's all. ****** Thank you all for diving into this story. Note, the smut doesn't officially start right away till the later chapters but I didn't leave the readers without some sweet candies either, so along the line, there were a bunch of 'actions' between MC and the twins, huhu. His denial knew no bound but his body still won in the end, haha. Anyway, if you find waiting for updates too long, and you haven't checked out my other books, please do. There's also a threesome arc in the first one below. And it's completed too. What a score! 1) Alpha, Alpha, Beta? I transmigrated into an Omegaverse as a boy? [Completed] Check out the continuation of number one, It's the next generation, that is, their kids 2) To Byul (Omegaverse) [Ongoing ]

(Mature content, smut,18+, no rape) ...... "What are you thinking about?" "I'm thinking about a guy." Jun Shang stopped in the middle of a deep kiss and sighed. His lips began to form a smile, but his fierce glare said otherwise. Possessiveness and jealousy spread across his sculpted face. "Will you tell me his name?" His easygoing and languid voice reached her ears. "Why?" "So that I can shoot him down." ....... "Hnnng." A woman's first moan was always a good sign. Even if she tries to suppress it, it can't be suppressed, so she lets out a breath. As she moaned, his wife's head fell back. The yukatas were randomly strewn above the sheets. A wisteria petal was stuck to the back of her neck. He stretched down and bit the flower petal. The petal and skin both crumbled between his teeth. The sweet taste spread in his mouth like an aphrodisiac. "Haa..." Xiao's hand gripped her abandoned yukata. He had already teased her nipples, and they glistened as they perked up. With another surge of desire, Jun Shang cupped her breast once again. His wife's body was beautiful. It was as smooth as a painting. Her perfectly supple breasts, her long and slender hands and feet. More than that, the most captivating features were her fragrance and her pale, soft skin that seemed to melt underneath her hands. 'You're beautiful.' She didn't seem to be touched by his words. There was no reason for her to respond with 'You too' just to be polite. But none of that mattered. Her proud face and her cold eyes. All of it. He liked all of it. And starting today, all of it would be his. "Ahh." ……… In a world ruled by business alliances, Jun Shang and Yun Xiao are forced into marriage for profit. Their families arrange it, and they agree to keep it strictly business - no love, just cold partnership. But during their honeymoon, something unexpected happens. They feel a strong attraction to each other and give in to desire, breaking the rules of their agreement. As they navigate the tricky world of corporate greed and family pressure, Jun Shang refuses to let go. He wants to understand Yun Xiao better and uncover her secrets. ......... Check out my patreon.com/Prabin776

"What are you thinking about?" "I'm thinking about a guy." Jun Mo stopped in the middle of a deep kiss and sighed. His lips began to form a smile, but his fierce glare said otherwise. Possessiveness and jealousy spread across his sculpted face. "Will you tell me his name?" His easygoing and languid voice reached her ears. "Why?" "So that I can kill him."

"What are you thinking about?" "I'm thinking about a guy." Di Xiao stopped in the middle of a deep kiss and sighed. His lips began to form a smile, but his fierce glare said otherwise. Possessiveness and jealousy spread across his sculpted face. "Will you tell me his name?" His easygoing and languid voice reached her ears. "Why?" "So that I can shoot him down." .......... Check out my patreon.com/Prabin776

*Clang!* The mask split in half, revealing a face so extraordinary it seemed almost otherworldly. Skin as pale as if it would smudge with the slightest touch, a sharp and elegant nose, perfectly shaped lips. Every feature was as refined as if sculpted by a master artisan, untouched by the passage of time. Once jet-black like the night, the hair had turned as white as the snow-capped mountains of the northern lands. It was still beautiful, but a fragile, ethereal quality had been added, as if the figure might scatter and dissolve into the air at any moment. As the mask fell away, revealing eyes beneath fluttering, slow-blinking lashes, they shone like polished black onyx—noble and luminous. It was a visage so close to a work of art that it seemed a pity only Ye Kang-oh and the sun bore witness to it. However, in the presence of this breathtakingly handsome man, Ye Kang-oh’s expression began to crumble. There was no way he couldn’t recognize that face. Not because it was a beauty that could rival even Song-ok or Ban-ak, but because it belonged to someone who had once been Kang-oh’s protector. "Is it you?" Ye Kang-oh, the youngest disciple of the Black Sky Lord, stood before the man he had once revered and adored. Dan Woo-hyo, the Lord of White Virtue Palace, whom the martial world believed to be missing, was there. "Has it really been you all along?" ------------ I am NOT the author. I'm just translating this novel.

"You're sitting on my chair, idiot!" I growled at him, I know I was stupidly brave with no backup. "Sweetheart, your place is here" He said in a seductive tone, patting his thigh. "You..." I gritted. He slowly stepped into the moonlight, instantly recognizing him "God of Death" I muttered faintly. "Don't compare him to me. I don't take souls when their time is done but enjoy the souls that are offered to me to satiate my pleasure" He snarled "And now you can't escape from me" My breath hitched. "Who the hell are you?" I demanded He pulled me towards him, crushing my body with his. Lazily with an impend butterfly kisses down my throat, and I struggled in his tight embrace. "I'm the hell himself, baby. I'm The Devil you seek, My Queen" With that he crashed his lips onto mine. ~*~*~*~*~*~ Will it be a twisted fate or a fated twist for them? ~*~*~*~*~*~ "I'm no HERO, You shouldn't have treated as ONE" RUDRA VEER PRATAP RATHORE - 'Tainting this world red was never my intention but an obligation for finding her'. CEO of the Rathore.Inc, King of Jodhpur, and God himself sculpted the 'Devil Of the Sins'. One decision flipped his destiny, Everything shattered beyond his grasp. Yet he will still choice that path to have her. His beast of Darkness turned into the Demon of Hell, together searching for their Master, their Queen. She was meant to Kill Him but one spark was all required... "I'm the Devil, My Queen" ~*~*~*~*~ "Princess is my Title, Monster is my Nature and I'm your Fucking Nightmare" LILITH ISHA ROMANIO - 'They say I'm a psychopath but I preferably say that I'm creative' Sussex of Spain, Queen of the Underworld, and Angels crafted her bit by bit from the pits of hell to eradicate the Devil created by God. At one point wiping out the forced Sin of Lust was her main priority, In the next second she, herself was attracted to the God of Lust. Like the Icing on the cake, He was God himself, 'God of Death' that she was tantalized. "This is my Hell bitch and I Make the Rules" ~*~*~*~*~

Lena Carter is a bright and resolute assistant who has her life changed when she saves a mysterious stranger from a hit-and-run. The man whom she saves is none other than Ethan Grayson: the enigmatic CEO of the Grayson Corporation. Drawn into the world of high stakes alongside hidden secrets, Lena discovers that the charm of Ethan hides behind a heart haunted by his tragic past. Their budding romance turns sinister when Lena finds a portrait of a woman who looks eerily like her-with one small difference. As questions arise about Ethan's motives behind his late lover's death, Lena finds herself mired in a web of betrayal, sabotage, and buried grief. For every trumped-up charge she uncovered about Grayson Corp's underhanded dealings, she pulled closer into Damien Lowell's ruthless world-a rival bent on crumbling everything Ethan had worked hard for. Complying with a cryptic ally and facing an endless string of anonymous threats, Lena gets pulled into a perilous web of deceit and power jockeying. With the sniper in her own background and secrets of Ethan poised to take it all down, Lena must make the impossible choice: pursue the truth or protect her own heart. Shadows of Deception is suspenseful, passionate, and amply endowed-with twists and turns along the way, together with the theme of what we will do for love, at what the expense of unearthing the past, and the strength of a woman who is determined to reforge her fate.

Lena Carter is a bright and resolute assistant who has her life changed when she saves a mysterious stranger from a hit-and-run. The man whom she saves is none other than Ethan Grayson: the enigmatic CEO of the Grayson Corporation. Drawn into the world of high stakes alongside hidden secrets, Lena discovers that the charm of Ethan hides behind a heart haunted by his tragic past. Their budding romance turns sinister when Lena finds a portrait of a woman who looks eerily like her-with one small difference. As questions arise about Ethan's motives behind his late lover's death, Lena finds herself mired in a web of betrayal, sabotage, and buried grief. For every trumped-up charge she uncovered about Grayson Corp's underhanded dealings, she pulled closer into Damien Lowell's ruthless world-a rival bent on crumbling everything Ethan had worked hard for. Complying with a cryptic ally and facing an endless string of anonymous threats, Lena gets pulled into a perilous web of deceit and power jockeying. With the sniper in her own background and secrets of Ethan poised to take it all down, Lena must make the impossible choice: pursue the truth or protect her own heart. Shadows of Deception is suspenseful, passionate, and amply endowed-with twists and turns along the way, together with the theme of what we will do for love, at what the expense of unearthing the past, and the strength of a woman who is determined to reforge her fate.

A narrative about a navy man who has been aware of life's difficulties since childhood. Forged by complicated waters, sculpted by trial and suffering but not despairing of the Lord's guidance, those who do not waver and do not lose confidence in what is placed before him will gain glory in the future. The narrative of life is just beginning, there is calm, stormy and there are storms to come. The stability and endurance of each are determined by the testing. The flow of life is forged in the huge ocean; the weapon must simply go with the flow and stability so as not to sink in the depths of the ocean. It also requires a strong captain to avoid being swept away by the passion and fury of life.

Yeah uh... Imagine combining an apple and a peace in a blender, what would it taste like? Who knows, they are the same kind in different forms. man, is this really necessary though? Heavy reminder, the deuteragonist and protagonist's POV exchanges frequently in every single chapter, but don't worry, it'll only focus on the protagonist's POV as the progress goes on.

A.Rrajani is among the very best fashion photographers in Mumbai and an apparent name in Indian fashion photography. As one of the leading fashion professional photographers, he has actually produced a track record for being related to photography for the majority of popular brand names, studios, and models of both International and Indian recognition. A real expert in work who is constantly all set to check out the creativity beyond the clicks and record some actually moving pictures ever shot. https://www.a-rrajani.com/portrait-photographers-in-mumbai-india/ As one of the leading fashion professional photographers, he has actually been related to the majority of popular brand names, studios, and models of both International and Indian recognition. A real specialist in his work who is constantly all set to check out the creativity beyond the clicks and catch some truly moving images ever shot. He is direct and constantly well prepared with what he wishes to accomplish from each and every shoot. Model has actually developed and is still developing and A.Rrajani is matching it with his varied photography abilities. His vision of taking Fashion photography to next level and uplift Indian model brand name worth worldwide has actually made him a popular name in advertising, fashion, and portfolio photography. Needless to say about the deals with a few of the very best modern designs. His design and method to Indian Fashion photography are really unique and have actually welcomed vital honors and numerous gratitudes too.

Lin Chang Nayun’s life took an unimaginable turn one fateful day when he transmigrated into a cultivation world. Armed with nothing but his indomitable will to survive and an unyielding desire to assert dominance, he began his ascent. From the lowest realms of existence, he ruthlessly devoured hundreds of billions of celestials, his path marked by carnage and conquest. His journey reached its zenith at Onalon, the border of existence itself—a place where reality ended and the stories of countless worlds began. In Navryth, a desolate island of celestial doom at the edge of Onalon, Lin Chang Nayun stood unmatched. His dominion encompassed an endless expanse of fabricated reality, billions of celestials, and a solitary castle—a kingdom of his own creation. Yet, amidst this overwhelming power, a haunting emptiness gripped his heart. --- “My lord, why do you seek to return? You’ve already attained everything imaginable here in Navryth.” Lin Chang Nayun’s gaze pierced through the vastness of his realm, his voice laced with both bitterness and longing. “Everything, you say? But none of this is real. Everything here is a product of my own power, my own design. This world is but a shadow of what truly exists. I haven’t obliterated reality yet because there’s something I crave—something I can never create myself. Genuine experience, the essence of what it means to live, untainted by my will.” --- For 90,000 grueling Nevalon years, he had remained in this void of fabricated perfection. Navryth—a desolate, barren land inhabited by billions of celestials—was nothing more than a lifeless portrait, a prison masquerading as paradise. It had no seasons, no true beauty, and no soul. At long last, Lin Chang Nayun reached a decision. “I’ve decided! I’m going back.” And with those words, a journey of unfathomable scale began. After countless eons spent as the supreme ruler of a self-made universe, Lin Chang Nayun embarks on the ultimate journey—to return to Earth. For in the fleeting imperfection of humanity, he hopes to rediscover the authenticity he so desperately longs for. --- [Calculations & Explanations] Lin Chang Nayun’s odyssey in Navryth spanned 90,000 Nevalon years, each Nevalon consisting of astronomical units of time that dwarfed the comprehension of mortals: -Nevalon = 10,000 Willions -Willion = 100,000 Revirons -Reviron = 1,000,000 Caryins -Caryin = 10,000,000 Sarwins -Sarwin = 100,000,000 Hinwans -Hinwan = 1,000,000,000 Uniyans -Uniyan = 10,000,000,000 Taoxins -Taoxin = 100,000,000,000 Minlings -Minling = 1,000,000,000,000 googolplexes (Note: 1 googolplex = 10^(10^100)) --- [Onalon] The boundary of existence, Onalon is the edge where the real world converges with the multiverse of imagination—a threshold where every written story, every conceived fantasy, and every fabricated reality begins. It is the final frontier, a liminal space where reality and fiction intertwine.

Plop, swing, flutter — the motion of life. You can't trust her, or maybe you can. Acceptance may be a key to a lock... we have yet to know. Round about it goes and Mia finds herself kneaded like clay being sculpted - and she could be the one sculpting the clay on herself.

An unburdened fate is all-powerful, but cursed by the weaver, every man and every animal must abide by its will and suffer mortality. If you wish to guide your own path, then you must sculpt your own destiny.

In a world where her father's stern words forged chains around her dreams, Teresa yearned for the freedom to spread her wings. "A girl child shouldn't be given too much freedom," he cautioned, stifling her aspirations. Teresa's heart was a canvas, yet her father insisted on sculpting her into a surgeon. But beneath her shy and timid exterior, a fire of longing burned - a desire to taste the intoxicating elixir of love, to dance on the precipice of a crush. Bounded by her own nature, she dared not confront her father's authority. She gently accepted her predetermined path, resigned to her fate. Then, a twist of fate unfurled when her father lost his job. Their lives teetered on the brink of transformation. As the tides of change swept in, Teresa's journey towards self-discovery began. Delve into the compelling story of a young girl whose spirit lay dormant, waiting for the catalyst of circumstance to awaken it. Explore the extraordinary transformation of Teresa, the girl who accepted her fate until fate itself intervened. Read on to discover the enthralling evolution of this timid soul into an ambitious dreamer.

In this conglomerate of stars in a distant galaxy, there exists a rich and advanced civilization. The empire of this star cluster is a perfect blend of the Persian and Roman empires, with elements of magic and highly advanced technology. Governed with a balance of justice and strictness, life in the imperial palace was surrounded by luxury, conspiracies, and conquests. For Prince Darius, everything was limited to that closed world of luxury, cars, spaceships, horses, and he saw nothing beyond it. But everything changes on the day he returns from a victorious military campaign, after an overt war. As the royal entourage arrives, he spots a young woman in the crowd that greets them—a beauty without equal, saving an elderly woman from being trampled by the royal cavalry. They exchange a look of enchantment and flirtation, leaving the young prince captivated. The time for his coming-of-age rite is approaching, and soon he will need to choose a bride. Carolyna Roxanna is a hard-working, dreamy, and poor young woman who dislikes the current state of the empire. With the soul of an artist, she writes, dances, paints, and sculpts, also showing talent for music. But her greatest passion is nursing: she works three part-time jobs to save up for college and support her family. Secretly, she considers the nobility useless. The impossible happens: she is selected for an intervention program and ends up working in a popular restaurant frequented by the nobility. The worlds of these two are about to collide. Could there be a romance between an elite prince, the future emperor of the world, and a young commoner, or will their different opinions and choices drive them apart? Carolyna is surprising—and she have many secrets...

Awakening beneath the waves, a stone giant rises from the depths, its body sculpted by nature itself, covered in cracks and crowned with trees. Confused and disoriented, it towers over an island teeming with life—a place where animals roam without fear of its enormous presence. But as sunlight warms its rocky frame, fragments of a life lost begin to flicker in its mind: memories of a man, hurrying through a crowd, a frantic rush to catch a train, and a fatal fall onto the tracks. Haunted by these flashes of a former existence, the giant questions its purpose. Is this some form of afterlife? Or has it been reborn as an ancient being tied to the earth? With each step across the island, it senses a pull to uncover its origins, piecing together who—or what—it once was. As it explores this wild land, the giant begins to discover powers bound to the earth, abilities it never could have imagined. Yet, even as it connects to the natural world, the giant feels echoes of its past humanity, a lingering sense of loss and purpose that drives it forward. Through encounters with the island’s creatures and the mysterious forces surrounding it, the stone giant embarks on a journey to rediscover its identity, bridging the gap between its human soul and its newfound, towering form of rock and and root.

Leon had always been an unlikely romantic. Beneath his imposing frame, tattooed arms, and reputation as a street fighter, he hid a secret: a love for romance novels. In a room cluttered with stuffed toys, bookshelves stacked with novels adorned with delicate covers, and a cozy pink pajama set with pandas, Leon was lost in another world. His rough exterior belied a softer side that very few people had ever glimpsed. For Leon, life was full of contradictions. Despite his soft-hearted nature, he had been caught up in the gritty life of a gangster since he was a teenager. It wasn’t something he had sought out, but trouble always seemed to find him. With a face that looked like it was sculpted for brawls, people tended to assume he was a delinquent. Rejected by peers who feared his intimidating looks, and drawn into a gang when no one else would accept him, Leon had played the role assigned to him, even if it wasn't the life he truly desired. Then, one night, during a gang war that should have been like any other—full of swinging fists, snarling threats, and rules about keeping it to fists and blades—a gunshot echoed. Leon felt a searing pain in his head. The world tilted, then everything went black.

In a world sculpted by the relentless duality of light and darkness, the "heroes" stand at the pinnacle of the social order, protecting humanity from the curses that seek to devour their souls. Born under the sign of mysterious blessings, these fortunate ones form the sacred 10 percent of the population capable of manipulating mystical energy to combat supernatural forces. Within this enclave of warriors, Makoto emerges, a prodigy with an apparent disadvantage that has marked his destiny: he lacks any hint of emotion. His world is one without color, without pain or pleasure, compelled by the expectations of his status to display an endless series of masks, each designed to hide his emptiness from watchful eyes. Makoto's life unfolds in a precarious balance until a catastrophic event threatens to unsettle the world. A wave of higher-level curses, guided by an unknown entity, emerges with unprecedented virulence, aiming for the total destruction of the barrier between the spiritual and the material.

The kingdom of Aethel shimmers under the midday sun, its opulent castle a testament to the legacy of its rulers. At the heart of this gilded fortress resides Princess Anya, a young woman sculpted into the epitome of royal perfection. From a young age, Anya's smile has been practiced to radiant precision, her every action a display of unwavering obedience. Yet, beneath the flawless facade, a flickering flame of curiosity and longing tugs at her heart, a yearning for a life beyond the carefully choreographed existence she's been forced to accept. Anya's world is upended when her father, the King, announces her arranged marriage to Prince Darius of a neighboring kingdom. Anya accepts the news with her characteristic poise, but a thrill of anticipation and unease settles over her. A new kingdom, a new life – perhaps it holds the chance for something more than just duty. However, as Anya and Darius embark on their journey to his domain, the prince's charming facade begins to crack, revealing a colder, more calculating man beneath. The veneer of a loving marriage crumbles faster than a sandcastle in a storm. Darius's indifference morphs into a calculated cruelty that thrives on Anya's silence. He revels in subtle jabs and public humiliations, chipping away at Anya's spirit with each barb. Yet, through it all, Anya remains the picture of stoicism, her smile a weapon against the emotional warfare that has become her waking life. Tragedy strikes when Anya discovers she is pregnant, a glimmer of hope in the darkness of her marriage. But this hope is shattered when she suffers a devastating miscarriage, one that is revealed to be the result of a calculated act of poison. Anya's grief is compounded by the betrayal, as she learns that Darius, with his mistress Esme, orchestrated the loss of her child. The death of Anya's unborn child marks the end of the obedient princess and the birth of a woman hardened by betrayal and determined to seek justice. Anya begins to shed her role as a passive observer, educating herself in the ways of court politics and forging alliances with disgruntled nobles. Her transformation is aided by the arrival of Princess Genevieve, Darius's younger sister, who proves to be an unexpected ally in Anya's quest for vengeance. As Anya and Genevieve's bond deepens, they hatch a daring plan to expose Darius's cruelty and corruption. During a grand celebratory feast, Anya and Genevieve orchestrate a series of revelations that shatter Darius's carefully constructed image. #Yuri #Princess #betrayl #love #heartbreak #romance #cute #lovelife #lovestory #relationship #commitment

Eight hundred years ago, Zhang Ruochen, the son of Emperor Ming, was killed by his fiancée, Princess Chi Yao, leading to the downfall of a prodigy. Eight hundred years later, Zhang Ruochen is revived, only to discover that his former fiancée, who once killed him, has already unified the Kunlun Realm and established the First Central Empire, claiming the title of "Empress Chi Yao." Empress Chi Yao—ruler of the world, her power dominates all directions; she remains eternally youthful, immortal and indestructible. Standing outside the ancestral hall of the emperors, Zhang Ruochen gazes at the portrait of Empress Chi Yao, his heart ablaze with intense hatred, declaring, "Give me thirteen years to rebuild, and I shall drag the Empress down to the underworld."

Crossing into an alternate world, Daniel possessed the [Omniscient Appraisal System] that can tell the value and origin of any item. As a result, Daniel participated in the wildly popular online Container Hunt and began live streaming: [I'm in Libertopia, Live Streaming My Treasure Hunt!] Netizens warned Daniel: Container Hunt is all a scam, it's impossible to find a real treasure. However, what Daniel did next leaves viewers gobsmacked. He bid 500 StellarCoins(1 StellarCoins=1 US dollar) on a batch of luggage looted by pirates, finding a high-end custom-made luggage bag, worth 10,000 StellarCoins! He discovered a well-known painting from Serenalia, titled "Hundred Horses," dated 300 years ago, assessed at 50 million StellarCoins! He found a relic from the Atlantean civilization, causing a global archaeological uproar! He stumbled upon a world-famous painting stolen from a Libertopia museum fifty years ago, titled "Portrait of a Woman," which sends collectors around the world into a frenzied bidding war! With the help of his system, Daniel can always find the best deals at Container Hunter Auctions, and even dominate the antique street, flea market, not to mention the real estate, stock, and investment industries! After Daniel's net worth skyrocketed, he lavishly invest in a private estate, and threw decadent parties in his rooftop garden filled with models. Married women, celebrities, wives... Turns out, being rich really is this much fun!