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In the year 2149, humanity survives inside a colossal, AI-generated simulation called "The Archive", designed to preserve human consciousness after Earth's collapse. The Archive is structured like an infinite library, with each "book" representing a person's life. But when the Archive's walls begin to crack, monstrous entities called "Narrative Eaters" (resembling biomechanical Titans) emerge to devour stories-erasing people from existence.

I’ve finally started my very first game, and everything is going great... or at least, I thought it was. As I continued with my development, I’ve started to notice strange things happening—things I can’t quite explain. I’m not sure if it’s a bug or something... more. What started off as a simple passion project is quickly becoming something I never expected, and I can't shake off this feeling that I might not be the one controlling the game anymore. I’ll be documenting every step of my journey in this logbook. If you'd like to join me, feel free to do so.

Just more old journal entries of mine, but this time things are a bit more...weighty? Complicated? These journals were written 12 years after those of Volume 1! Let us cringe a little more. Maybe a little less? Looking back now, I wasn't that naive...was I? *Names will be omitted and replaced with "XXXXX" in order to keep some semblance of privacy.*

Darius Noctis, a humble street-side noodle soup vendor with an exceptional talent for cooking, unknowingly purchased a truck with a strange system. When he updated it, he was suddenly transported to another world It was a world devoid of science and technology, steeped in a medieval atmosphere where humans wielded magic as if it came straight out of a novel. While others struggled to survive, Darius continued to sell his noodle soup, bringing the flavors of his old world to this strange new land. But life was never that simple. Countless tribulations awaited him, forcing him to learn how to fight—not just for his own survival, but to protect those around him. Little did he know, fate had long since cursed him. Burdened with the remnants of the long-lost Ancient Gods, Darius was thrust into an endless cycle of war and survival, where the world grew ever darker and more chaotic with each passing day.

In his first life as 'Caine Wilson', was the villain—ruthless, cunning, and very powerful. He played his part perfectly, crushing the so-called "protagonist" and parading his enemies, their families, and anyone who crossed him naked through the streets. He watched with glee as the "hero" lay broken, stripped of his dignity, before finally ending his pitiful existence. But just as Caine, thought he had finally won and secured his place at the top, 'Higher ups' intervened. A booming, ethereal voice—like the universe’s pissed-off judge—shook the skies: "You have violated the sacred code of villainy! The villain shall not win. The balance has been broken. Caine Wilson, the world hereby rejects you!" Before he could even enjoy his victory, his world blinked out, like a story whose writer just erased the last chapter in frustration. Everything went dark. And when he awoke, he wasn’t Caine Wilson anymore. He was 'Su Xiaobai', a nobody on 'White Cloud Star', a world of cultivation, martial arts, and endless struggle. But this time, things were different. He could feel it—he could see through the cracks of reality itself. He could break the fourth wall! He wasn’t just some reincarnated soul; he was a villain who had 'seen the system', who understood the game. And he was about to flip it upside down. --------------- A/N: Buckle up, you miserable bunch! It’s a parody, so shut your brains off, toss 'em in the trash, and dive headfirst into this deep, glorious shithole! Don’t come whining to me when you laugh so hard you choke on your own damn tears! --------------- Discord: https://discord.gg/dsc4fftBeF **Cover Page is not owned by Author**

The title pretty much says it all. This is the journal of Jane Brown. Each journal entry may be very short or very long. Entries may be close together or far apart. It depends on when and if Jane decides to or remembers to update her journal. If ever. Just like most of the non-diary or journal writer keepers out there - or uninspired authors. Yep. Warning: VERY SLOOOW updates. This is a story written on a whim. Let's see how long the inspiration will last for. This style of writing is somewhat experimental. Disclaimer: This is a work of FICTION and is not based on any one person. Any portrayal of real people or real events (excluding some major world events) is entirely accidental and coincidental. It is in not in any way, shape of form meant to be a commentary on anyone or anything, even less on current issues in society. This is literally meant to be boring (hence the ordinary title) without being too boring. It is just about the average slow paced life and interests of an average person. (Not meant for and not interested in contracting.)

This story is simply immortal knowledge, and lessons are told in story form. He will recite past experiences and lessons he’s learned in his life. Hoping the readers will learn something.

‘She hadn't seen the world, yet she was going to discover a new one’ Elia and Ella never knew there could be a gateway to another world... But how did they encounter a gateway and what do they find. What lies in the strength of a mother- daughter bond. There might be another side to the plot. Disclaimer: The book might be a little slow paced at the beginning. Please bear with me as I have to get some things down before I start to really dive into the thrilling parts. Stick along with me and you just might realize it was worth it.

The world ended. As Alan died, with everything around him flooding and going to ruin, he heard a voice: Imminent death of skill holder detected. Conditions met. Activating Unique Skill: Regression. Thus began his tale of infinite regression.

In the year 2149, humanity survives inside a colossal, AI-generated simulation called "The Archive", designed to preserve human consciousness after Earth’s collapse. The Archive is structured like an infinite library, with each "book" representing a person’s life. But when the Archive’s walls begin to crack, monstrous entities called "Narrative Eaters" (resembling biomechanical Titans) emerge to devour stories—erasing people from existence.

She was the government's deadliest secret weapon - a spy who lived by her wits and lethal skills. But when her little brother was kidnapped, even Bai Yunshu's training couldn't stop the shocking betrayal that cost her everything...including her life. Reborn into the body of bullied debutante Feng Ruoxi, Yunshu finds herself greeted by a cruel father, a venomous stepmother, and the last thing she ever expected - an elite fiancé from one of the nation's most powerful families! Jiang Yukang, her so-called husband-to-be, is as arrogant as he is gorgeous. But little does this prime catch realize his delicate doe-eyed bride is actually a fiery former spy with lethal skills and a whole new lease on life. What begins as a risky masquerade will soon become an unstoppable whirlwind of sizzling seduction, unraveling mysteries, and dark secrets best left untouched. Can Yunshu claim her rightful status as Master Jiang's hot spy wife while surviving the treacherous world of Kyoto's privileged elite? With her pulse-pounding survival skills and Jiang Yukang's mesmerizing talents in the bedchambers, this transmigrated soul is taking names and leaving a scorching trail of desire in her wake! No enemy can stop this reincarnated vixen from becoming the supreme don't-mess-with-me empress!

A high schooler, Ethan Ryker, discovers an inactive alien android disguised as a fellow classmate, Aya, while cleaning out his late inventor father’s lab. After accidentally reactivating her, Ethan learns that Aya is an intergalactic spy who holds critical information about an impending alien invasion. Together, they must navigate high school drama, fend off alien bounty hunters, and uncover the secrets of Aya’s origin.

I never imagined I would fall victim to an online scam, but that’s exactly what happened. It started innocently enough. I was on a popular social media platform, browsing through posts when I received a direct message from someone claiming to be a “financial expert.” Their pitch seemed solid, and their promises of quick returns on investments seemed too good to pass up. I did my research—or so I thought—but it wasn’t long before my trust led me into a trap. I made an initial deposit to start the investment, and things moved quickly. The first few days were filled with regular updates and even small returns, which convinced me that I was onto something big. But then, the messages started to change. The returns began to slow down, and when I tried to withdraw my funds, I couldn’t get a response. Panic set in as I realized I’d been scammed. i had lost a significant amount of money, and to make matters worse, the scammers had control over my personal details, including access to some of my financial accounts. Desperate for a solution, I turned to Alpha Spy Nest, a cybersecurity service I had heard of through a friend.From the moment I contacted Alpha Spy Nest, I knew I had made the right choice. They took swift action, immediately conducting a thorough investigation into my digital accounts. They discovered that the scammer had used several techniques to track my online activity, intercept communications, and even mimic legitimate financial websites. Alpha Spy Nest’s team of experts worked tirelessly to gather evidence, trace the scammer’s digital footprint, and recover my lost funds.But it didn’t stop there. Alpha Spy Nest helped me secure my online presence by identifying vulnerabilities in my accounts and recommending tools to fortify my digital defenses. They guided me through implementing multi-factor authentication, strengthened my passwords, and even educated me on how to spot future scams.Within days, they were able to trace the scammer’s digital identity, and with the evidence they provided, law enforcement was able to step in. I regained access to my financial accounts and received a refund of the funds that were stolen, though the emotional toll remained.The experience left me shaken, but Alpha Spy Nest’s professional and supportive team helped me not only reclaim my wealth but also regain my peace of mind. Now, I’m more cautious online, but I know I have the right tools and the right support if anything ever happens again.Thanks to Alpha Spy Nest, I’m no longer a victim. I’m a survivor. You can also reach out to them:Email: Alphaspynest@mail.com WhatsApp: ‪+14159714490‬  Telegram: t.me/Alphaspynest

This is the story of two people who once shared a past. Now, they are forced to work together for their own interests. Starley Bellamy is a free-spirited hacker. And Raul Blackwell owns Chicago's most prominent private spy agency. Until one day, Starley's identity as a hacker is exposed, her family is framed, and her parents are detained. That's when Raul reappears in Starley's life, offering a collaboration. Starley, who once loved Raul, reluctantly accepts the offer to save her parents. Their previous relationship was complicated; they were just friends with benefits. Because of this, they have to meet often. Will they become more than just friends with benefits this time? They will face obstacles, trials, and the hidden truths that have been kept from them all along. A romance, action, and mystery story where every wrong move could cost them their lives. ……………………………… "Why do we have to be like this?" Raul suddenly asked. Starley glared at Raul with sharp eyes. "What do you mean? I don't understand," Starley replied coldly. Then, she quickly broke eye contact with Raul's dark eyes. "You know what I mean, cupcake," Raul said in a low voice. Starley tried to look unaffected by Raul's nickname, even though her heart was beating much faster than usual. "No, I don’t understand." Starley flinched slightly when she felt Raul’s warm hand on her elbow. It was like he was holding her back from running away again. Finally, Starley looked back at Raul with a neutral expression. "Mr. Blackwell, I’ve told you, I have a boyfriend," Starley replied. She was lying; she didn’t have a boyfriend. But she had to say it to push Raul away. Otherwise, she knew her defenses would crumble at any moment. Raul squinted his eyes and said, "Then where is your boyfriend? I’ve never seen him." "He’s out of town," Starley replied. Raul raised an eyebrow and smirked. "So, you’re in a long-distance relationship?" Raul asked, walking closer to Starley. Starley didn’t back down. She lifted her chin and stared at Raul, "Do you have a problem with that?" This time, Raul’s smirk resembled a devilishly handsome smile, "Oh no, that’s actually good news, isn’t it?" Starley narrowed her eyes and said, "You already know, you and I can never happen again." "As long as he’s not your husband, I think anything is possible, cupcake." Starley knew Raul didn’t mean it that way. All their history would repeat itself. We were not meant to be together, Starley thought. "Don’t you hate me?" Starley suddenly asked. After the question left her lips, Raul’s face tensed, and he released his grip on Starley’s elbow. Raul’s gaze now was darker than usual as he replied, "Yes, and you hate me too." Starley didn’t answer because Raul already knew the answer. There was a brief silence before Raul spoke again. "But you know, there’s a fine line between love and hate. And both make you unable to stop thinking about me, Starley," Raul whispered. Starley held her breath. After all this time, she had kept her distance; why now did she have to work with this dangerous man? Dangerous for her heart.

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Literally just a bunch of old journal entries of mine. Cringe along with me as I relive these days. It's been at least 15 years...some of these are as old as 20! How bad could it be? *Names will be omitted and replaced with "XXXXX" in order to keep some semblance of privacy.*

this is me writing my dreams out and experience for all if you by chance see this and want to use one of my dreams as a inspiration for your own book go for it brotha

First things first, the book you’re holding has top secret information inside. Whoever gave you this book trusts you to keep its contents safe. This is a historical document of monumental proportions. It would break the minds of the public if found. Now that you know what your dealing with, please, keep it safe.

Anna starts working in the mansion of one of the richest businessmen in Dubai as a maid, but the truth is that she's a spy working to expose the truth behind the murder of the billionaire's wife, who was also the daughter of the Ceo of a rival company.

Bella Trump is an aspiring Actress that wanted to fulfill her life long dream as well as her dead mother's of becoming a famous actress. Her dream and wishes were aborted when she had a one night stand with a man by mistake and her father gave her a mission to spy on the notorious Mafia group in the city if she wanted him to help in sponsoring her Career. Bella had no other choice than to venture into the Lion's den and there she met the least expected person! The man she slept with. Miguel Rodriguez, the most notorious Mafia lord that ushered several drug distribution across the state. As things goes on, Bella discovered that behind the mask of a notorious Mafia Lord was a loving man with a painful past. What happened when Bella asked him to marry her because he slept with her so that she could spy on him?

Noel’s faces a humiliating defeat in his school football match. Frustrated by their defense line Noel decides to change his position from striker to defender—a role he never considered before. He trains relentlessly, reshaping his playstyle and mindset. Just when he begins to excel in his new position, Something tragic happens and Noel wakes up to find it was all a dream. In reality, Noel lives in a futuristic world where football determines everything. AI systems that power society rely on watching football to stay charged, and a person’s skill on the field directly shapes their status, comfort, and opportunities. Here, Noel is an average player struggling to climb the rank. As he juggles his love for the game with the harsh demands of this football-obsessed world, he discovers something strange: sometimes when he sleeps, he returns to the old, normal world of his dream, where football is just a hobby for most. As Noel navigates his two lives, the lines between dream and reality blur. In one world, he fights to master his role as a defender and earn the respect he craves. In the other, he strives to prove himself in a society where football is everything. But as "The Dark Wall," a skill tied to his mysterious blackened eyes, begins to emerge in both worlds, Noel must uncover the truth about his dual existence and decide where his destiny truly lies.

``` Ceci est l'histoire d'une liche folle qui possède un système de jeu interne et provoque une catastrophe dans le monde entier. « Voyons les quêtes journalières aujourd'hui... c'est encore ce maudit choix entre deux options. Détruire une ville de 30 000 habitants ou plus ; récompense : 10 000 points de mal. Voler des sucettes à 3 enfants ; récompense : 1 point de mal. Si aucune des quêtes n'est accomplie, alors 2 points seront déduits. » « Tsk ! Vous pensez que je suis stupide ? Si je détruisais vraiment une ville, une croisade de Chevaliers Sacrés de rang de mythe viendrait certainement me chasser. Même si je gagnais les points, il ne resterait de toute façon pas de vie en moi pour les dépenser. Je ferais mieux d'aller gentiment voler des sucettes. » J'en ai assez d'être une liche tristement célèbre. Qui a dit qu'une liche ne peut pas être une bonne personne ? Je vais absolument déjouer ce maudit système et devenir un homme bon, droit et digne. ```

On a dark, desolate road, Arjun's bike breaks down, leaving him stranded in eerie silence. As shadows close in and a mysterious figure with glowing eyes emerges, Arjun realizes this isn't just an ordinary night—it’s a fight for survival.

This is a dark reality to what life is but in the darkness you can find the greatest light