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High school youth love themselves their media. Fantasy books, anime cartoons, even online content. However, when four young teens end up being transported to another world similar to that of their precious media, they must reestablish themselves and adapt to their new fantasy surroundings or die trying.

kosalan is a fan of anime and cartoons,want to be in one such world and God gives him that wish but here he don't transmigrate.world changes to his wish

A Few Warnings for the Reader: This short novel is written for people who appreciate Japanese anime – a worldwide community numbering in the hundreds of millions. It's important to understand from the start that anime is not just "children's cartoons," as animation is often perceived in places like Europe and the USA. Anime represents a distinct form of animation and a significant cultural force, almost like "super-cinema." It can be incredibly dynamic and explore serious themes. Now, let's be honest, a large portion of anime is… not great. Maybe around 90% could be considered simply "okay" or even, let's say, "trashy." It can be blatant, silly, and not particularly engaging. Many viewers watch one of these less impressive shows and then assume all anime is similar. But that's a mistake! Understand this: by doing that, you're missing out on potentially the most captivating entertainment of your life. That's not an exaggeration – it's a genuine perspective. But the remaining 10%? That's where the true "super-cinema" lies. Good anime is unmatched in its ability to tell emotionally resonant stories and deliver dynamic action. Anime creators are free to push boundaries. Their imaginations delve into the complexities of the human heart, challenging the common "European view" that restricts animation to children. This story(it's not a Fanfiction!) is a tribute to a classic anime called "Fate." Fate is not my personal absolute favorite – there are masterpieces which incredibly hard to surpass. But still, it's a powerful example of the story started as a simple eroge and converted to a deeply emotional cult film.

Akira Shinjuku isn't your average teenager living in 1987 Japan. The world's greatest paranormal investigator working for the Bureau of Paranormal Extermination, he wields a divine superpower called a Rock Move, with his Rock Move, Footloose, being the strongest of them all. Aided by his doom and gloom girlfriend Amanda Valentine, his edgy as blades rival Rei Higashikata, his video game and cartoon obsessed alien best friend Josefumi Jirou, and a gambling addicted stoner German witch named Maria Elric, Akira is looking to avenge his father's death at the hands of Bruno, a mysterious hitman wearing a cartoonish dog mask. Fullfilling his destiny won't be easy, as devils, freaks, scary monsters and super creeps hinder his way. But with his trusty escrima sticks and his team, he can do anything. Manners. Maketh. Man. This is Silent November.

In the eastern forests of Edenia, the most peaceful continent in the realm of Tanasma, a small village rests under the watchful eye of the new sheriff, Barry. Little do the townsfolk know, their protector leads a dark double life - for Barry is a powerful mutant with the ability to transform into a terrifying wolf-like beast. His very existence is a crime in this world of technological wonders and precise genetic ordering. Barry was once the dreaded serial killer known as The Calendar, who earned his grisly moniker by slaughtering victims based on the day of the month. If today was the 5th, five lives would be gruesomely taken. For a decade, he spread fear and bloodshed across the land, until he grew weary of the butchery and his insatiable hunger for violence. Seeking redemption, Barry hung up his murderous ways and pursued a path of righteousness as a lawman in the sleepy hamlet. However, his bloody past is not so easily escapable. The Capitol Patrol Guard, tasked with neutralizing genetic abnormalities like Barry, has kept his case file open. As a level three mutant - one of the highest and most dangerous classification - Barry remains a top priority target for detainment or termination. The cold and merciless CPG agents scour the countryside, leaving no stone unturned in their quest to capture the former serial killer. Despite Barry's best efforts to lay low, his new role as sheriff inevitably brings him into conflict and chaos that he cannot avoid. His hair-trigger temper, honed from years of depravity, constantly threatens to unravel the fragile life of righteousness he has tried to construct. A simple domestic dispute can quickly escalate into a blazing confrontation with Barry's inner beast unleashed. When a routine call goes terribly awry, Barry finds himself squaring off against a sinister foe who revels in tormenting him and dredging up the ghastly memories of his past life. An epic game of cat-and-mouse begins between the two adversaries. Barry must keep his true mutant nature hidden from the suspicious townsfolk, even as he finds himself transforming more frequently into the raging wolf-monster within. As the stakes ramp higher, Barry's former CPG hunters close in on his trail, driven by their uncompromising duty to neutralize the genetically impure at any cost. With his murderous id threatening to resurface and the unrelenting CPG agents closing in, Barry faces a climactic decision - will he fully reembrace his wolf-like killer instincts to survive, or can he hold true to his path of redemption? In the end, there is no outrunning one's true nature. After an earth-shattering final confrontation, Barry stands amidst the rubble, his wolf-like visage bared to the world. The village lays in smoldering ruin. The unstoppable CPG forces have been momentarily routed, but more will inevitably come. Barry howls defiantly, having fully re-awakened to his primal, bloodthirsty self. The Calendar has been reborn - and this time, there is no redemption to be found.

beast after beast have been birthed across the world. no one knows why but regular men have been falling victim to the purge. the symptoms and affects are random, but what is certain is the end result. no matter what anyone that's afflicted is birthed into some sort of monster. villages, hamlets, and the county side have been decimated, everyone human for their own safety had to come together and form in massive city states or be consumed. in order to fight back a new guild was formed, the purge hunter guild. anyone within the walls of the city that showed signs or became a purge beast was to be exterminated without pause.

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

Caedmic collapsed without warning. When he came to, he found himself in the world of Darkest Dungeon, occupying the body of Severin Hamlet—a young orphan, alone after the death of both parents and drowning in debt. Only a letter from his ancestor awaited him: "Ruin has come to our family...." The estate is cursed, the bloodline consumed by darkness, and there is no turning back from this path. He hired the crusader Reynauld and the highwayman Dismas, and together they set out for Hamlet Town. The night presses in, thick with shadows, and the abyss of fate yawns wide before them.

(warning:r18+ and strong mature content) In a world shrouded in darkness, two souls collided in a dance of destruction.Each harboring secrets that could annihilate them, found themselves inexplicably drawn to the very flame that could consume them. Their lives are a labyrinth of shadows, woven with deceit and bloodlust. Yet, amidst the chaos, they discover a glimmer of light in each other's eyes. A spark that ignited a passion so fierce, it threatened to incinerate them both. Shante Jarret,a siren of seduction,had built a fotress around her heart. But Madden,a maestro of control had a way of dismantling her defenses. With each whispered promises,he chipped away at her armor, exposing the vulnerable soul beneath. Madden Banks,a billionaire with a taste of darkness,had grown accustomed to shadows. But Shante,a female fatale with a kiss that could kill, awakened a hunger within him. A hunger that drove him to crave her touch,her taste,her very essence. As they navigated the treacherous landscapes of their desires,they found themselves bound by an unbreakable thread. A thread woven from the fabric of their own darkness,yet illuminated by the light they discover in eachother. Shante's past was marked by the brutal murder of her parents and her own rape at the age of five,perpetrated by the gangsters she has now taken care of. She has risen from the ashes,forging a new identity as the enigmatic leader of an underground club society. The club,a deadly society of dangerous seductress and evil gigolos,was built on a foundation of darkness and deception. Their mission was clear,hunt,seduce,manipulate,play and take down their targets within three days. The penalty for failure is death and the cardinal rule is simple: NEVER FALL IN LOVE WITH YOUR PREY. Shante received a mission,one that will test her skills and push her to a limit of sanity. Her target - Madden Banks,the same billionaire who awoke a hunger within her. As she delved deeper into his world,she found herself torn between her loyalty to the club and her growing fasination with Madden. *** Excerpt "Hello, I'm Te," Shante purred, her voice dripping with seduction as she extended a manicured hand. Madden's gaze narrowed, his eyes lingering on her face before responding, "Te, as in Tea?" Shante's smile faltered for a moment, her anger simmering just below the surface. But she quickly regained her composure, her voice taking on a husky tone. "No, as in Teeeeee... Short for Shante." Madden's expression remained impassive, his voice curt. "Madden." He turned his attention back to Tyra, dismissing Shante altogether. "I'll be on my way now sissy." He smiled softly. Tyra was about to whine but Shante did the whining instead. "C'mon, it's not so gentlemanly to go without at least taking us on a date." Madden's gaze was fixed on Tyra like she was the only one there and no one said a word. "Later,sis." He winked at Tyra. "What the f..." She scoffed,her eyes flashed with anger, her face burning with indignation,she had never been ignored all her life. That bloody bastard, it's not his fault,not his fau... === "Madd..." Shante hollered as she stormed into his glistening study,her eyes blazing with fury. Madden looked up from his desk, a hint of amusement dancing in his eyes and a sarcastic smile on his lips. "...are you fucking running mad,how dare you change my project to cartoon,you have any idea how many nights that took me?" She spat angrily. "Leave my fucking space,get the hell outta my house and I won't be able to irritate you again." He spoke nonchalantly. Shante's anger boiled over, her palms slapping against his desk. "You can ask well bring it on, cause I'm not leaving even if it's burning to ashes..." *** In the twisted game of cat and mouse, they're both predator and prey. Each move calculated,each kiss a gamble. But as the stakes grew higher,they realize that the greatest danger isn't the secret they kept,but the love they couldn't deny.

It wasn't on purpose. When Maria stole a peculiar book from one of her classmates, she thought nothing of it since her classmate didn't seem too fond of reading; Maria thought she could get away with it, however, she never expected the book to hold such secrets. Working as a barista in the city of Quezon, Maria discovers that not only was the book she had once read predicting the end of the world, but her old pocket watch was the key to figuring out its secrets. Before she knew it, chaos started to unfold, claiming the lives of thousands as deadly games began to appear all over the world, forcing humans to become players to survive. Maria never imagined that an old book series could lead to such catastrophes. Can a book with hundreds of pages stacked together— really be the sole reason for the end of humanity? Left with no other choice, Maria uses her knowledge from the books to navigate through the looming perils before her. With the desire to meet the beings that heralded the world's end and uncover the mysteries shrouding her books, Maria strove to survive and adapt to her new reality, even if it meant being tangled between life and death. In a world brimming with tales, akin to the multitude of stars gleaming in the nocturnal skies or the depths of the vast ocean yet to be explored, the story of searching for one's ending begins... * * * TL;DR: What to expect: -Slow Paced Story -Character Development  -A Fantasy, Post-Apocalyptic World -Mysteries! -Diverse Characters  -Family Conflict and Comradeship  -Sub-Plot Romance between Two Women -3.4k-3.8k Word Count per Chapter -Mistakes in grammar or prose since English is not my Native Language What NOT to expect: -Overpowered MC -Reverse Harem -LitRPG * * * Before reading this story, please note that this story will not be a short one. This story is inspired by many unlimited-flow Chinese novels I often read, Alice in Borderland, and my childhood favorite cartoon show, Adventure Time. Although this is my first time writing a story and may be an amateur, there would also be some terrible grammar, prose, and repetition of words since English is not my native language, I still hope that some of you will be able to enjoy reading this story I created during quarantine.  This story may also be slow in terms of updating, but I'll try my best to upload frequently or find a schedule to upload the chapters. I accept any form of criticism, tips, and advice!

Somewhere in Transylvania a weary merchant by the name Ion Goia finds himself seeking shelter in a decrepit village at the edge of a deserted noble's territory. In the distance the silhouette of an abandoned castle can be seen luminated by the pale full moon high in the sky. After long and hard days of journey, Ion Goia came across a tiny and shabby hamlet and with no other choice, pressed by the howls(of what he hopped to be wolves) and other such strange cries heard far in the dark forest around him, this rundown village seems like a better choice than to camp out in the wilds. He enters the village and makes his way to what seems to be the only Inn around here, tough its a little more than a tavern. The innkeeper welcomes him warmly and over a cup of wine spins a tale of a legendary ghost hunter. After a restless night dawn finally comes and Ion departs from the forgotten village, eager to leave its dreadful aura behind. But as he crosses the boundary on the settlement and looks back, the village is nowhere to be found. All he can see is a ruined village and a desolate wasteland.

The spectral legions of Zephyr the Abyssal, Dark Lord of the Abyss, bring an icy death to the world. Bleached bone mountains rise, a testament to his tyranny, while tormented souls, twisted into demonic servants, bolster his ever-growing army. Humanity's vibrant history is a fading memory, swallowed by the encroaching darkness. Yet, against this overwhelming despair, the sun's life-giving warmth persists, nurturing the fragile seeds of hope. The embers of peace, though faint, still glow, a defiant spark against the abyssal night. Nestled at the foot of the imposing Mount Cinderfang, within the protective circle of the ancient bronze Citadel of Whispers, lies the secluded hamlet of Whisperwind. This sacred site, home to the Celestial Monastery, is guarded by monks imbued with righteous might. Within the Monastery, these monks maintain a tireless vigil, their disciplined ranks a bulwark against the encroaching darkness. Their sacred duty: to protect the people of Whisperwind from the formidable magical forces that threaten from beyond the Citadel of Whispers. The memory of Elder Theron's stand against Zephyr the Abyssal and his legions still echoes—a battle of unparalleled ferocity that stained the autumn afternoon with the blood of countless fallen. Good and evil clashed with a rage unseen before, overwhelming the Celestial Monastery. Forced to retreat to the sanctuary of Mount Cinderfang, Elder Theron, grievously wounded, hid a peerless spiritual treasure deep within a secret chamber beneath Oracle Falls before his death. With his last breath, he merged with the surging energies... Creating the Infernal Lock formation, the people of Whisperwind, protected by the Citadel of Whispers, have withstood countless attacks from the demonic hordes over the years. This powerful shield afforded the Celestial Monastery precious time to train exceptional disciples, true paragons of martial prowess. The legend of a hero who would vanquish tyranny would remain untold were it not for the appearance of a certain individual: Drakon, an orphan boy from Whisperwind. Fate led this youth to encounter the Sunfire Drake, a divine beast hatched from a colossal golden egg, possessing the power to unleash devastating flames. Drakon's destiny was forged in three blades: Crimson Edge, a longsword representing humanity's strength; Dawnbreaker, a legendary blade imbued with divine power; and Nightshade, the infernal blade of the demonic legions, a weapon that bound the fearsome Obsidian Drake. This duality—the Sunfire Drake against the Obsidian Drake, light against darkness—mirrored the internal conflict within Drakon, the eternal struggle between good and evil, the choice between righteous and wicked paths. With his draconic companion and his ultimate weapons, Drakon ascended to the pinnacle of power, a figure who challenged both the demonic world and the forces of light. To understand better, I invite you to step into the world of mysterious stories, accompany me in this novel "Blood red sun day kill Gohts"!

Araon is a quiet, introspective child navigating the challenges of elementary school. Often lost in his thoughts and feelings of isolation, he struggles to connect with his classmates during his journey from kindergarten to higher grades. While his parents are at work, he immerses himself in Pokémon cartoons and games, sparking his imagination and creating a vibrant world filled with imaginary Pokémon friends. One day, after a long day at school, Araon drifts into a deep sleep and awakens in a fantastical Pokémon realm. In this dream world, he embarks on an extraordinary adventure to become a Pokémon Trainer. Along the way, he encounters unique Pokémon, faces thrilling challenges, and discovers the true meaning of friendship and bravery. This journey not only promises to change his life forever but also reveals the magic and wonder hidden within his own imagination.

based on the movie “ free guy “ just watch the movie . where a extra character becomes sentient . and must now protect the mc . with connection to the camera man with god like abilities . ( notice : some of these characters are depicted without a face . They have a head but not a face like a mannequin . You’ve seen faceless side characters before if you watch a cartoon , manga or anime ) the novel is set in an anime . requirement goal for next chapter : -1 review -1 collection

Detective Aria Wynter returns to the shadowy hamlet of Ashwood town to look into her sister's mysterious disappearance. As the final heir to the ancient Lunar Bloodline, her dormant skills begin to awaken, forcing her into the perilous world of supernatural politics. Aria is torn between Elijah Blackwood, the dominating Lycan King, and Caleb Flynn, a rebel werewolf. As an impending prophecy threatens to transform both the human and magical worlds, Aria must uncover dark secrets and techniques about her past and decide whether or not to follow her fated path or make a new one.

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

Kaiden's happy homecoming to his hamlet is short-lived, as he is greeted with a horrifying sight: his house on fire, corpses all over the place, and the menacing appearance of wolf marks. Grief-stricken and desperate for answers, Kaiden moves to the nearby village and sets out to solve the riddle of his home's horrific destruction. As he continues to explore, he will come upon myths, secrets, and ancient powers that could completely alter his understanding of the world.

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

Finix is the eldest son of a farmer that lives near a quiet hamlet called Cottonroad. His life was calm and peaceful, albeit a bit dull. But he was happy with his family and friends. He's quite content with this life. Living a mundane life as a farmer wasn't bad for Finix. Unfortunately, fate has other plans for the red-haired boy.

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.

Zhe Chouhen had been a hater of Daoist Panda's work since the start. Not because they were bad, but because the male leads are just the worst scums to their MCs. And these MCs just let these toxic gongs step all over them like a doormat! Daoist Panda became so annoyed by Zhe Chouhen's bashing that he turned into a system, and he transported his hater into his novels as the characters he hated. Zhe Chouhen cannot act OOC and must be scummy to survive! -------------- Panda: If you can make the MC or the readers fall in love with you without being a scum, I will let you go. Chouhen: How is that possible without getting OOC??? Panda: Figure it out yourself! ----------------- 1v1 Gong/Seme MC (Zhe Chouhen is the top) The system and Zhe Chouhen have a..... complicated relationship Smut, Angst, and Fluff.... you name it, we have it. And some very dark shit. I'm not kidding, there's some twisted stuff in here that might or might not give you nightmares, so trigger warnings applies. If you're a classic literature geek like me who loves gothic horrors like Jekyll and Hyde, Frankenstein, Dracula... This is for you. All the stories here a reimagined from classic literature. You know what? Lemme give you the list and what Zhe Chouhen's role would be in them: 1. Dante's Inferno (Supernatural)- A sorcerer obsessed with his stepbrother that he dragged him to hell with him (literally) 2. Picture of Dorian Gray (Modern Showbiz)- A mere painter with a friend who is a struggling actor that he painted and suddenly got famous.... but at what cost? 3. Frank and Stein (Historical Scifi)- A scientist that had created his own lover from the bodies of dead men.... and he seems to have other skeletons in his closet than literal ones. 4. Dracula (School Mystery)- A vampire who had come to conquer a school, taking back his prey that escaped from him. 5.Hamlet (Anthropomorphic)- A black-haired lion that plans to seduce the princess to take over the throne that is rightfully his, yet he took interest on the king's son and..... has a change of plans. 6. Phantom of the Opera (Paranormal)- A ghost had fallen in love with the star of the show, and plans to take control of his mind to become his and stay with him in the old theater forever. 7. The Great Gatsby (Omegaverse)- An Alpha CEO who was involved in a murder and was now being investigated by an Omega reporter that is too curious for his own good. 8. Jekyll and Hyde (Modern Sci-Fi)- A clone of the student campus' perfect prince, who had come to show him his hidden darkest desires. 9. King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table (Fantasy)- A 'loyal servant' who had always been following Lancelot and helping him in exploits.... Or does he really? 10. Journey to the West (Cultivation)- ??? 11. ??????? 12. ??????? Please consider voting with power stones so I can win the contest! -------------------- Updates at least 3 chapters a weak, time inconsistent as I have other books to write Please support my other books too! Top MC BLs: -QT: No to Bad Boys! Transmigrated as an Otome Side Character (World hopping, funny and sassy confused top x power bottom, mix of angst and fluff and of course, smut) - The Mafia Boy's Contract Marriage (crime drama, love-hate relationship, spicy) -Two Omegas Destroy the Worlds of Alphas (World hopping, face-slapping and revenge, formidable couple) Non-BL: Stone Mage: Revenge of the Villain System (Fantasy, manipulative and cunning villain MC that doesn't just murder everyone for no reason, mystery)

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

I am inter pass student and now I am free at my home so I want to do any best online job for money

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,