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Help!! This Girl Is A Yandere!!!

I'm Xavier Cromwell, a 21-year-old university student and web novel author. My days are pretty routine—attending classes, managing assignments, and squeezing in time to write my novel "RISE FROM THE ASHES". Today seemed no different, the steady clatter of my keyboard filling the room as I crafted another chapter. But then the doorbell rang, interrupting my flow. DING! I sighed, reluctantly pushing away from my desk and heading to the door. Little did I know, my life was about to take a turn I never saw coming. The moment I opened the door, something—or rather someone—came barreling into me. It was like a pink blur, and before I could even react, I was on the floor, knocked flat by what felt like a human missile. Clutching onto me, the pink rocket—no, a girl, her arms wrapped tightly around me—gazed up with sparkling eyes and, in the sweetest, most endearing voice, she whispered: "I've finally found you, my HUSBAND~" *** Note: The story takes place in an alternate universe, with a different geography and countries. Genre: Action, Adventure, Fantasy, Romance, Smut, Yandere, Mecha, Harem, Sci-fi I am NOT the owner of the cover. If you are, and want it removed then let me know in chapter comments. A/N: [About NTR and Yuri] "No one will be harmed. I swear to God." "The NTR B*stards butchered every Vanilla Fans when they took over Webnovel." "I am not those B*stards. I am Rex... Rex_Ashburn." *** 1 Magic Castle = 5 Chapter Mass Release 1 Spacecraft = 7 Chapter Mass Release 1 Golden Gachapon = 10 Chapter Mass Release
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Cultivators cultivate to reach immortality, but even Immortals and Gods have a lifespan. Then what is true immortality? To defy the heavens and live forever, or to follow the cosmic fate of life and death? Li Hao was an ordinary man, a mere speck of dust in the vast universe, until fate wove a cruel joke upon him. Betrayed by those he trusted, abandoned in a world that showed him no mercy, he met an untimely and bitter end. But that was not the end of his story. Reborn into a world of cultivation, where the strong reign supreme and the weak are crushed underfoot, Li Hao vowed to never be at the mercy of others again. He would carve his own path, one paved with blood and ambition. He would reach immortality—not the fleeting illusion of it that cultivators sought, but something far beyond. The Mortal Realm was but the first step. He refined his body, tempered his soul, and forged his will through tribulation and battle. He fought against demons and beasts, against heaven's trials, and against the shackles of fate itself. Yet, as he ascended to immortality, he found himself standing at the precipice of another revelation. Even Immortals could die. Even Gods perished. Even Supreme beings, who transcended the laws of the universe, were bound by something greater. The so-called eternal life he sought was nothing but a fragile existence stretched over time. And so, Li Hao set his sights on something beyond mere cultivation. To be unkillable. The Dao was vast and boundless. The Laws governed existence, and yet they too could be bent, broken, and reforged. He mastered the Laws, ascended through tribulations, and shattered the limits imposed upon him. But at every stage, new adversaries emerged—ancient beings that had walked the path before him, celestial entities who wielded the power of the cosmos, and gods who saw themselves as eternal. But Li Hao was different. He did not walk the path to seek enlightenment. He did not cultivate merely to surpass others. He walked a path never tread before—a path to become an existence that could never be erased. To transcend even Supreme Dao and forge a reality where he alone dictated his fate. The journey was treacherous. The higher he climbed, the greater the opposition. The heavens themselves conspired against him. He defied the Immortal Tribulations, weathered the wrath of the Heavenly Dao, and waged war against those who would keep the cycle of life and death intact. But how far would he go? How much would he sacrifice? To truly become unkillable, one must forsake all weakness, sever all ties, and stand above everything. But was that the only way? As Li Hao stood at the peak of existence, gazing into the endless abyss of the cosmos, he asked himself the ultimate question: Would he rewrite the very fabric of reality to forge his own eternity, or was there something even beyond absolute power? A tale of defiance, ambition, and the relentless pursuit of the unattainable—follow Li Hao as he walks the path beyond immortality, where the heavens tremble, and existence itself bends before his will. For in this boundless universe, where even gods perish—what is true eternity? _______ My discord is:@killmax17166848
HOST_17 · 33.3K Views

Spells: I'm a witch this is a hunt sos

is it really that complicated is it really that hard I'm just curious did no one learn anything from Salem I thought people were fans of Twilight and what the heck is wrong with your government!!? oh yes everything! Spell for Kindness and Open-Mindedness (A Charm Against Condescending Pricks and Judgy Jerks) By the warmth of empathy and the light of truth, Let hearts grow gentle, and minds uncouth Be softened, humbled, made aware— Let kindness, not judgment, fill the air. Ingredients: A pink candle (for compassion) A pinch of salt (to cleanse negativity) A feather (for lightness of spirit) A small stone (for grounding and humility) A piece of paper and a pen Instructions: Prepare the Space: Place the pink candle in the center. Arrange the salt, feather, and stone around it. On the paper, write: “Let me see with open eyes, Speak with care, and not despise. May my heart be kind and true, May I judge not, nor misconstrue.” Light the Candle: As the flame grows, sprinkle the salt around the candle in a gentle circle, saying: “Salt to cleanse, flame to warm, Let harshness fade, let kindness form.” Hold the Feather: Wave the feather over your head and shoulders, imagining it brushing away arrogance, condescension, and judgment. Say: “Feather light, take flight, Remove the urge to mock or slight.” Ground with the Stone: Hold the stone in your hand, feeling its weight. Say: “Stone of earth, keep me grounded, Humble, honest, never hounded By pride or scorn or cruel intent— Let my words be kindly meant.” Recite the Spell: Read aloud what you wrote on the paper. Then add: “May I never call another mad, When their world has gone so bad. May I listen, may I care, And never judge what I can’t bear.” Close the Ritual: Blow out the candle, fold the paper, and tuck it somewhere you’ll see it often (wallet, mirror, phone case). Carry the stone with you for a day as a reminder. May this spell help you—and those around you—trade arrogance for empathy, and judgment for understanding. The world’s got enough pricks; be the reason someone feels safe, not silenced.
NUNyaZ · 10.5K Views
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