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【Exhilarating】【New Ultimate Path Plus Points】【Dry Humor】 The world plummets; who shall uphold the heavens? Demons spawn from earth and sky, the Taoist stands valiant and resolute. I am Yi Chen, 'Chen' as in dust, styled Yi Chengzi, eighteen years old, fearful of violent evil spirits, fond of making money. With a cold heart and ruthless hands, he transmigrated to a bizarre world where goblins and malevolent spirits dwell, becoming the eldest senior brother of the Hidden Dragon Pavilion, and as his master lay dying, he entrusted Yi Chengzi with the duty to uphold the path of benevolence and righteousness, to take good care of his younger Taoist brothers; he promised he would. However, his understanding of the path of benevolence and righteousness differed slightly from that of his master. What is benevolence? Slicing evil men and ghosts in half is benevolence. What is righteousness? Smashing the heads of evil men and ghosts into their chests completes righteousness. After his master's death, unable to awaken 'spiritual essence' for cultivation, he set upon an unorthodox path of cultivation with the help of the Golden Finger. Facing the wolves eager for a fight after his master's demise, he struck with heavy fists, understanding the true essence of righteousness. Confronting the malevolent spirits that stood in his way, he naturally reformed them with the iron fists of love. He slew demons, exorcised evil, and tested his sword against various spiritual cultivators, enjoying the landscapes of the world. When he reached the summit and looked around, he was shocked to find that demons were but minor afflictions and that this land and sky were falling... A millennium-long scheme, an eternal enigma, slowly unveiled itself. Strange, it has arrived, and it does not die or perish. Witnessing this scene, Yi Chen laughed. Even the malevolent dogs passing by his Taoist abode had to endure a couple of slaps; how dare someone be so disrespectful to him? Yi Taoist stomped one foot and soared into the heavens! The onlookers exclaimed in shock, "Taoist, stop fighting, the great 'Dao' is nearly worn away!"

[ THE EARTH YOU KNOW WILL END IN SIX DAYS ] After the text appeared the world was no longer the same. The apocalyptic scenarios that humanity could imagine began to occur one after another. Monsters, meteors, natural disasters. All of them came after the six-day countdown ended. Fortunately, humans are given something to fight back. Or actually to make things much more interesting. They became Players. No one knows who is behind all this. Humans have no other choice but to survive amid this chaos by playing. But Clyde didn't live it like the others. Because he was the only human who had the lowest difficulty in the End Time Game. He plays in Easy Mode, and he already read this kind of thing in web novels. Except, there are no such thing as 'Regressor' in those webnovels. Until he met them. "Wait, I only hit that monster once and it died right away?!" “Whoa, I got an A-grade weapon right away!?” "There are... 4 Regressors?" How is Clyde's journey in this apocalyptic world with the lowest difficulty? is he going to become a Hero, or just dominate the humans, the Gods, and the Supernatural beings? [ THIS IS NOT HAREM STORY. ]

Cultivation is hard? Seriously?! I Cultivate by running my mouth!

"He is here emperor!"Said Bonaparte's assistant ,these words sent chills down the mighty emperors' spine . He was pointing at the land behind the mountains where a well armed army of 178,000 men marched forward with the drummers making their battle cries.All his men steadied their weapons ,they felt a tremble in the emperor's voice as he guided them on what to do . In this book we reimagine…. What if Napoleon Bonaparte never lost the battle at waterloo he instead retreated back to Paris and conquered the monarchy and reinstated himself as emperor once more. A bastard son of his later leads Germany in a war against the French and they faced in battle unknowingly .One of the best strategists facing off his son who has studied his tacts and is ready for him. Who will emerge victorious

Ji Rong died suddenly after staying up all night playing an online game, only to wake up as the evil villainess who meets her demise at the hands of the heroine in the game’s ending. Determined to change her fate, she resolved to fight against the heroine until the bitter end. But then, the sweet and naive heroine unexpectedly… awakened. A certain “mad dog” pounced on her, whispering teasingly into her ear: “Senior Sister, isn’t this fun?” Expressionless, Ji Rong replied, “Not at all.” Now, facing the heroine who radiates dark energy and wears “I’m no good” on her face, Ji Rong could only weep internally and curse the game developers for ruining her youth. From a near-death awakening: “I can’t believe it—the NPC… is me!” Having reincarnated as the villainous Senior Sister, Ji Rong initially thought she was handed the script for The Villain’s Redemption Story—or at least I Became a Light at the End of the Game. Instructions: 1. The realm levels in the text are: Beginning Realm, Spiritual Communication, Heart-Seeking, Riding the Wind, Stepping on the Moon, Chasing the Clouds, Infinite, Desperate, Returning to the Dust. -------------------------------------------------------- You can also join my patreon for more chapters, just search: Crimson_Lore Patreon

This is the story of a guy who one day finds himself transmigrating into a yandere otome game—something he never imagined could happen. His very presence starts to change the entire plotline, shifting the story in unexpected ways as he struggles to survive in a world filled with dangerous, obsessive characters.

Alaire, an ordinary 17-year-old boy who lives with his grandma, gets a mirror and finds himself in a different world, Elarion, where he experiences all sorts of things alongside his feathered companion, Hewie, and others. Slowly but surely, Alaire realises that life is not as easy as it seems. Despite only having his grandma in his life, he stays strong and tries to do anything to help her. So how come he's now stuck in Elarion? The answer to that question is easy. The mirror shattered, and he can't return unless he repairs it. It's that easy, so why is he making everything so hard for himself? And why is he hesitating to return back to his own world? Friends? New adventure? Feelings? Or perhaps the truth that he slowly learns? He's the only one who knows the answer to that question.

Adam is an ordinary teenager who transmigrates into the body of François Boucher, a French soldier during the Seven Years' War. With no system to guide him and no knowledge of the historical events of this period, he must navigate this new life and struggle to survive. Travel through time to explore this period alongside him and many other characters, both friends and foes.

"Reality is strange. One moment, I'm having breakfast with my friends in a French café. The next, I'm in a dimension where time and space don’t exist. All of this, only to end up in another world, forced to choose: return to the grave or become someone new. If you were in my shoes, which would you choose?" This is the story of Dalton Xavier, a law student at Oxford University, whose life is turned upside down when he and his friends are transported to the kingdom of Allytheón, in the world of Asgardia. Here, magic is real, and everything once thought impossible is now achievable. Moral choices are constantly tested, and in Allytheón, nothing is as it seems. Every step Dalton takes brings him closer to secrets that could either save or destroy this new world — and himself.

In France, we deeply value financial security and independence. After my divorce, my life took a chaotic turn, and amidst all the turmoil, I misplaced the backup phrase for my Bitcoin wallet, which held a significant amount, $220,000. I was already grappling with emotional challenges, and the thought of losing my Bitcoin felt like the final blow. In moments like these, I couldn't help but think of the French saying, “Il ne faut jamais dire jamais,” which means “Never say never.” Little did I know that this would become a mantra for my recovery journey. I spent days searching for that elusive phrase, going through old documents and turning my apartment upside down, but it was as if the universe had conspired against me—the backup was simply gone. Feeling desperate and overwhelmed, I confided in a friend who works in the cryptocurrency space. He recommended Hack Buster Recovery, mentioning that they had helped many French investors in similar situations. Skeptical but out of options, I decided to reach out. From the moment I contacted Hack Buster Recovery, I was struck by their understanding of my situation. They were professional and compassionate, reassuring me that I wasn’t alone in this struggle. Their team quickly got to work, explaining the recovery process in a way that put my mind at ease. It was clear they had dealt with cases like mine before,

In Nazi-occupied France, a young woman, Adeline Beaumont finds her life completely changed when her family is forced to share their home with a German Officer, Wilhelm von Haeften. Initially fueled by hatred, their relationship unexpectedly blossomed into a forbidden love amidst the brutality of war. But as the French resistance intensifies and the horrors of occupation deepen, Adeline must choose between her burgeoning feelings and her loyalty to her country. Will their forbidden love survive the escalating conflict? Or will the shadow of war tear them apart forever? Discover a story of defiance, sacrifice and a love that dares to bloom in the darkest of times

Léonard Dumont, a 16-year-old French teenager and geek of the SCP Foundation's myths, one day receives a notification on his computer from the SCP Foundation Management System. His duty is to build the SCP Foundation has The Administrator of the Foundation. This story is a mix of several canons of the Foundation. Mix everything with our own real world to add a weight of realism to all this. This is my very first story, I hope you will enjoy it and I am open to all criticism and comments.

'If there's a way to undo my feelings for you I would always choose not to because loving you is the best thing I have ever done' Nicholas Slade. For Scarlet love and feelings are just a bulload of crap made up by bored helpless romantics desperately looking for someone to love them.And as such she never wanted romantic love. Nicholas a handsome and filthy rich heir finds out that his heart wants no one else but Scarlett and he goes by all means to make her his and ensures she falls for him too. will their hidden struggles allow them to be together? even so will their feelings and love be strong enough to conquer? let's find out.y'all get your popcorns, french fries, chicken and beer ready as we'll be going on a ride. Secretsy

"Bonjour, everyone," my English teacher said in her thick English accent. All eyes turned to her-but not for long. Our attention quickly shifted to the Black Asian girl standing beside her. "I know, a new face," she chuckled. "This is our foreign exchange student from Canada, and she'll be introducing herself because her name is a special one." Once again, all eyes were on her. She smiled. "My name is Temple Adeola Nari Alonge. Just call me Temple... Mmm... I'm sixteen years old, and I'm very fluent in French." "Thank you, Temple. Please take a seat next to your new seatmate and host, Beau." And just like that, every pair of eyes turned to me. What the fuck just happened?

Dans un monde où le temps est délicat, [Valentin Bridge], 18 ans, entame sa première année pratique en tant qu'apprenti agent temporel de la [Time Agency], désireux de préserver la [Timeline]. Associé à la talentueuse et stoïque [Renge Yukimi], il doit faire preuve de courage et de discernement pour arrêter un célèbre [criminel temporel]. Au cours d'escapades palpitantes à travers les [époques], Valentin va découvrir qu'être un agent ne consiste pas seulement à arrêter les méchants, mais aussi à comprendre les [conséquences] de chaque décision. Saura-t-il relever le défi ou faiblir sous la pression ?

Helen settled in the living room, the silence heavy like an unwelcome weight. The only sound in the room, the soft ticking of the wall clock, reminded her that time was going—time she no longer wanted to count. Her mind a mist of thoughts, she subconsciously followed the edge of her coffee mug, her fingers fluttered slightly. None of the questions gnawed at her throughout the long, sleepless night could be answered. \n \n She had only arrived from the hospital early that morning. The doctor's words pulsed in her mind like an unusual symphony: *You're pregnant, Helen. Your baby is now. The child was not anybody's kid. This offspring was Jack's. She ought to have felt something, should have been elated, but she did not. No happiness came from the news. Not today at all. Not after everything that had turned out. For months now, Jack had withdrawn. At first there were minor indicators—forgotten anniversaries, the sudden late work hours, the missed phone calls. But everything changed when she discovered the lipstick on his shirt collar, the one that was not hers, the one she was sure didn belonged to anyone he worked with. He didn't even attempt to hide it. Though he was not one to be totally truthful either, Jack was not one to fib. \n \n The door banging wide open disrupted her thinking. \n \n Jack's fists clenched at his sides in the doorway, his face red with fury. Once warm and love for her, his eyes were now cold and free of any compassion. "Helen," he howled, his voice cutting, "I want a divorce." The words stung her as a slap to the face. The way she felt she knew everything came undone was as if the planet moved below her. Her stomach turned and her heart pained. Things were not meant to be like this. Her trust, her love, her dedication she had provided him. And still, here he was saying she is over. Jack waited not for an answer. His eyes on hers, he tore into the room. He appeared more furious than she had ever seen him. "I'm seeing Jane," he snapped out, as though he had just revealed a new line of sneakers. Your worst enemy. the one who really knows how to make me happy. Helen is better than you. She is more sensitive, finer, and more affectionate. She truly pays attention when I speak; not like you." \n \n Helen's throat clenched as she fought to consume the lump of bitterness rising inside her. Jane? The idea of it made her stomach turn with a combination of shock and treachery; this very same Jane with whom she had been loved for years? How might Jack accomplish this? How could he betray her with the one person she trusted most? Jane wasnuggested completed. "You at most can't give me a child," he went on venomously. "I maybe do not even know why I am still here. For years you have been infertile. I must not continue living like this. I need someone who can provide me the future—someone who can fulfill me. Helen blinked, his words piercing her heart like stings. She opened her mouth to talk, to justify herself, to describe how she had exhausted every means to conceive, but the words caught in her throat. It was pointless. Jack had his mind fixed. Already left, he would not change no matter what she said. \n \n Her lips released a cold, derisive laugh, a hushed sound that sounded like it echoed all over the otherwise quiet room. "You believe it is that simple?" she said, her voice full of feeling trembling. "You believe you can simply discard everything we have developed because you found someone else? Simply younger, simply prettier, simply someone who can give you children?" Jack's eyes stiffened, his jaw set, and he walked a step toward her. Absolutely. Whenever first person pronouns are used in sentences, I respond. I have had it with you, Helen. There is no need for me to justify myself. Simply sign the documents. It has come to an end.

#KINGDOMBUILDING #MILITARY #SLICEOFLIFE ***THIS NOVEL HAVE BEEN ABANDONED/DROPPED*** Un groupe d'amis en la noirceur de la nuit se font dévorer par un phénomène pour qui le mot d'étrange n'est point suffisant a le décrire . Années 1200 les Almohade/Al Muwahhidun une entité surpuissante règne en maître sur l'Afrique du nord et la péninsule Ibérique , rien et personne n'aurait pus prédire que cette même superpuissance vivait ses dernières heures de gloire et qu'une sombre ère qui allait durer la moitié d'un siècle pointait son nez sur le cœur de cet empire du Maghreb . Nos protagonistes se retrouvent en plein dans la tourmente de cette période trouble où Sultans/Califes de l'empire se succèdent a un rythme alarmant rappelant la période l'Empire Romain d'Occident , la criminalité connais une hausse , l'empire recule de face aux chrétiens Ibériques et les dynasties vassales à l'empire , pour la première fois depuis 2 siècles les routes commerciales transSaharienne , d'Al Andalus et du Maghreb son sujettes à des raids constants des bandits et criminels en tous genres , le commerce ralentit , l'instabilité se repend , les vivres et marchandises ne circulent plus , les famines accompagnées d'épidémies se déclarent dans tous l'empire , les officiers et bureaucrates de l'empire meurts de façon étrange et misterieuse , ceux qui leur succèdent ne font chaque années que renforcer leur image d'incompétence et de corruption , tous dans l'empire espèrent un messie qui les sauveras eux et cet dernier rempart de l'Occident islamique des loups affamés d'Europe . que fera nos protagonistes pour survivre et vivre en cette période trouble et confuse ? parviendront ils a survivre face aux imprévus de la vie en cet empire qui n'est qu'une simulations titanesques du concept de décadence. English version A group of friends in the dark of night are devoured by a phenomenon for which the word "strange" is not enough to describe it. In the year 1200, the Almohads/Al Muwahhidun, an overpowering entity, reigned supreme over North Africa and the Iberian Peninsula. Nothing and no-one could have predicted that this same superpower was living out its final hours of glory and that a dark era that would last half a century was about to dawn on the heart of this Maghreb empire. Our protagonists find themselves in the midst of the turmoil of this troubled period, when the empire's sultans and caliphs succeed one another at an alarming rate, reminiscent of the period of the Western Roman Empire, crime is on the rise, the empire is retreating in the face of the Iberian Christians and the dynasties vassal to the empire, for the first time in 2 centuries the trans-Saharan trade routes of Al Andalus and the Maghreb are subject to constant raids by bandits and criminals of all kinds, Trade was slowing down, instability was spreading, food and goods were no longer circulating, famines accompanied by epidemics were breaking out throughout the empire, the empire's officers and bureaucrats were dying in strange and misterious ways, and those who succeeded them every year only reinforced their image of incompetence and corruption, everyone in the empire was hoping for a messiah who would save them and this last bulwark of the Islamic West from the the hungry wolves of Europe. What will our protagonists do to survive and live in these troubled and confused times? Will they manage to survive in the face of the unforeseen events of life in this empire, which is nothing more than a titanic simulation of the concept of decadence?

Ethan Allamacher, a multilingual medical student fluent in Hausa, English, French, and Arabic, dreams of transforming healthcare in Nigeria. His ability to communicate across cultures makes him a lifeline for patients in rural areas. However, when an epidemic breaks out in a remote village, Ethan must navigate medical challenges, deep-rooted traditions, and systemic corruption to save lives. As he battles the failing healthcare system, he discovers a dangerous conspiracy that threatens to silence him. Torn between staying to fight for change or seeking a better future abroad, Ethan must make a life-altering decision. Will he risk everything to heal his country, or will the weight of reality push him away?

A story about a guy whose fate was not an easy one: losses, struggles, and the pursuit of finding his place in this world.

Amanda Solis has nothing left. Everything she had was taken by a scumbag ex-husband and her disgusting best friend. They tore her family apart, killed them, and then killed her. Luckily, it is not that easy to get rid of a woman like Amanda.

In 2030, humanity reaches a breaking point. Technological, moral, and ecological depravity plunge the world into an irreversible decline. But behind this chaos, invisible forces work in silence. As the balance of Earth falters, 'God,' or at least what is believed to be God, triggers the ultimate trial: the Apocalypse. In the city of Lyon, Lyris, a young French high school student of Greek descent, faces his own demons: depression, loneliness, and daily bullying. As supernatural events shake reality, he finds himself forced to survive in a hostile world, where humanity itself becomes a target. But in the shadows, hidden truths about the cosmic order begin to unfold... And Lyris may be connected to forces far older and more powerful than him.

Several years after the development of the "links", superpowers transmitted by the government, Desta Amaterasu is given one, only it doesn't have the desired effect. She will try to understand more about herself, letting out the emotions she's been keeping bottled up inside. In a light-novel shonen universe, she'll face off against heroes and other super-villains in a world that's becoming less perfect than we thought every day. Original story in french, there might be some tranlations mistakes.

Follow Miseria as she navigates a world of Gods & Monsters. Everything is exactly as it seems and more. It won't be easy but there is darkness at the end of the tunnel.

Ye Feng transmigrated into a parallel world where there were few games and obtained the game production system. As long as the players gave a "super difficult" rating, he could improve his game production ability, However, seeing the "very easy" comments on the game forum, Ye Feng was shocked, and he descended to the alternate world with the ninth art. "Getting Over It With Bennett Ford", "Undead Cells", "Bleedborne", "Sekiro"... A series of games was born. He would like to see who dared to say that these games were very simple! Admit it, rookies. It's all because you suck！ However, players whose confidence was shattered by these games still firmly moved the cursor to that option! "Very easy!"

Il était une fois, avant même que le temps ne prenne forme, un Vide infini, un néant total et absolu. Le Vide, bien que dépourvu de tout mouvement, n'était pas sans désir. Dans une pulsion de création, une aspiration secrète, il concentra son essence en un point unique. Et de ce point surgit le Puits des Souhaits, un abîme sans fin où reposait la possibilité pure, un lieu où se croisaient la potentialité de ce qui était et de ce qui pourrait être. Au commencement, le Vide n'avait ni forme ni conscience. Il n'était qu'un espace silencieux, un abîme d'inertie où le souffle du néant ne murmurait qu'une chose : un vœu primordial. Ce vœu, né des profondeurs du Vide, était à la fois un espoir et une erreur, une prière envoyée dans l'obscurité, demandant la naissance d'un équilibre. Mais ce vœu, bien que silencieux, ne pouvait échapper à son destin : celui de devenir le Puits des Souhaits, capable de donner vie. De ce puits jaillirent deux entités opposées : L'Être de Lumière, figure parfaite d'ordre et de pureté, qui cherchait à créer, à structurer, à apporter la paix et la clarté. L'Être d'Ombre, reflet chaotique du néant, dont la volonté se tournait vers la destruction, vers l'instinct, vers l'invisible qui s'échappait des formes et des lois. Ces deux êtres opposés mais intrinsequement liés engendrèrent des créatures, divisées selon leurs natures. L'Être de Lumière fit naître des êtres purs, des âmes éclairées, des créatures lumineuses qui suivraient l'ordre. Une page fut tournée, dans un léger bruissement de papier *Les êtres humains ?* murmura une voix curieuse. Tandis que l'Être d'Ombre donna naissance aux monstres des ténèbres, des êtres sauvages et dévastateurs, incarnant l'instinct et le chaos. *On ne devrait pas plutôt les appeler les êtres de l'ombre ?* murmura-t-il, pensif.* Mais en eux, une tragédie sommeillait. Chaque lumière cachait une ombre, chaque ordre un grain de destruction. Le Puits des Souhaits avait donné naissance à des êtres opposés, mais à travers cette dualité, une question se posait : l'équilibre pourrait-il vraiment durer ? Ainsi se déroulait le début de tout. Un rêve, une prière, un vœu perdu dans le silence du Vide. Un vœu oublié. Un équilibre brisé. Écrit par : Elion Kline Un soupir s'échappa et le livre se ferma, laissant apparaître son intitulé : Le Premier Vœu

Arthur Delacroix, was meant to marry Shrabani's sister, Nidhi Sen, until fate intervened cruelly on their wedding day, leaving Nidhi missing and Shrabani caught in the tumultuous aftermath. This unexpected twist of fate sets the stage for a complex and intriguing relationship, at one hand the reckless Shrabani and on the other hand the strict French professor. "Miss Sen to Mrs. Delacroix" an ultimate game of the fate.

In a world affected by a mysterious force known as "Prana", humanity has evolved to heights considered superhuman. Aldiyar Khalimbekov, a 24 year old college dropout, tries to live normally in this world, taking care of his 15 year old sister Mary. However, unable to find a job, he befriends a French widow named Euphrasie and a strange amnesiac called Leth. Together, the four are suddenly thrusted into a new world, their lives forever changing after meeting a mysterious old man..

In the world of Kalhalla, where gods have fallen and their souls lie dormant in crimson crystals, a wretched outcast dares to reshape fate. Kaelis, an 18 year old so hideous and despised that even beggars turn their noses up at him, has only known rejection, scorn, and betrayal. But with the Hammer of Uuen, a relic of unknown power gifted to him as a child, he can do the impossible—reforge the bodies from the souls of the dead, only the ones who died in the war between Gods and Demons. His goal? To forge the one thing the world has denied him: a goddess who will love him. But every goddess he forges turns against him in absurd and terrifying ways. Some try to kill him, others break free, and none see him as anything more than a mistake. Yet, Kaelis refuses to stop. Even as enemies close in, as ancient beings hunt him, villains rising in power, and as the truth of his origins begins to surface... he keeps forging. Because Kaelis has one secret he can’t afford to ignore. He’s dying. And before death claims him, he will forge a goddess who will.