Third Person Ya Science

A fourth chance at life. The last chance. One would think that Rebirth came with a get out of jail free card, but not when you weren't the only one. Thrust into a world with other Rebirthers hidden in plain sight, the reset button wasn't as convenient for Zarek to use. Worst yet, this comedic system attached to his hip didn't seem as friendly as its banter suggested. Almost like a lurking demon breathing over his shoulder, it steered things from the shadows, pulling on his life in ways even his sensitivity to twists in time couldn't allow him to account for. Even so, Zarek pushed forward. With his third Rebirth Talent used up, his Talent Slots were empty and his other stats had regressed as time ebbed away at who he was little by little... But he had a plan. Somehow, he had to keep it hidden from the other Rebirthers, taking paths they would never expect, and adjusting when their Rebirths interfered with his own. This time, though... on his final shot... he would definitely succeed. For the sake of finding out the truth behind this antagonistic system... For the sake of protecting the girl that had given up everything to remain by his side... For the sake of himself.

Battling an unusual form of personality dissociation, Motan admits to feeling the weight of immense pressure bearing down on him. Amidst this turmoil, he finds solace in a virtual escape called "The Realm of Innocence," a game that has become his sanctuary from stress. In the realm where ambiguity reigns, Motan's behavior is unpredictable and impetuous, making him the instigator and mastermind behind myriad events that spiral out of control. Yet, within the sphere of virtue, his resilience and courage shine through, earning him the admiration of many who see him as the epitome of a righteous knight and a fair judge. When dwelling in the balance of absolute neutrality, he adopts a demeanor of modesty and lethargy, mirroring the ordinary essence of every soul. Conversely, in the domain of chaotic evil, he transforms into a figure of madness and cruelty, embodying the very essence of a demon and deceiver, showing kindness only to himself. "Tan Mo is the most extraordinary Bard I have ever encountered, though he is... perplexing, to say the least," comments Countess Leisha, reflecting on his complex nature. "Mor is a man of distinguished integrity! Having met him just once, I am convinced that he is someone one can confidently turn their back to," declares Gwen, the leader of the Rose Rot, acknowledging his noble character. "If you're in search of the ideal neighbor, look no further than Hei Fan," recommends Alchemist Luna, suggesting his suitability for companionship. Yet, amidst these varied testimonies, a warning resonates, "Don't talk about that man!" indicating a mysterious, perhaps darker aspect of his persona that remains unexplored.

The stark-naked, handsome, young man looked intently at a winged reptile creeping in front of him, His lips, closed tight since setting foot in this new realm, began to move as words echoed in the shadowy realm of awareness. "It has been determined that the leaders of the plan and all related individuals are dead, communication with Earth has been completely severed. Transitioning to autonomous operation mode. Updating log-in name to the fully planned 'Li Lin'. Given the current situation, autonomous task B4 is selected." The boy, now known as Li Lin, paused briefly, his voice taking on a chilling edge as if from the depths of hell. "Infiltrate and invade the low-level civilization, colonize it, Earthify it." The ultimate weapon in the form of a young man, in this magical alien world, sensed a familiar scent - war. And so, he continued his mission.

Noah, a gifted but emotionally closed-off artist, had a dream of having his own art show. He reluctantly goes out to the club, he usualy work, where he meets Kai—a global superstar whose life is dictated by the merciless glare of the spotlight. Their initial meeting is far from ideal, colliding in a hot-headed argument that neither will ever be able to erase. But fate has other plans. As their paths continue to intertwine, Kai finds solace in Noah’s raw honesty, while Noah is drawn to the vulnerability hidden behind Kai’s dazzling facade. Their love story unfolds in secret—stolen moments, whispered confessions, and the ever-present fear of exposure. They are left with impossible decisions with the burden of celebrity weighing on them and an industry that prohibits love. When betrayal, heartbreak, and time try to tear them apart, one question remains—will love be enough to overcome the world?

Short-form: Special organisation(s) building, multiple worlds with each organisation, mostly magic-oriented organisation. Cold, calculated and psychopathic protagonist; has an insane silver tongue. Many sub-characters with large roles. 1. First world (current): Rune World. Medieval, middle-aged settings. Demon Hunter Organisation. Long-form: Our story begins with Doctor Curio Avaline and his greatest invention, the Quantum Super Imposition Assimilator. It was, as a matter of fact, the door to space exploration for mankind and our main character, Dr. Avaline wishes to be ingrained into the history book with it. But an invention so advanced is the cause of much evil. The one who holds the Assimilator is the one who holds the future of humankind. In the midst of the exhibition of the Assimilator, an assassination was organised, aimed at the center point of this series of events, the inventor himself. He was able to prevent the tragedy it brought, in exchange for his own life. But Curio Avaline is no fool to this cunning game. He has prepared his escape route, to another version of Earth. And I welcome you to this story of how he travels the multiverse looking for knowledge he dares not to comprehend.

Samantha never expected to find magic in her hometown, let alone in a dimly lit bar on a rainy Tuesday night. Yet here she was, perched on a barstool at the Black Swan, her world about to tilt on its axis. The air thrummed with an otherworldly energy she couldn't quite place. Ethereal dancers moved like smoke across the floor, their bodies fluid and mesmerizing. As Samantha nursed her drink, she felt the weight of curious stares prickling her skin. That's when she saw him. Marcus. A name she didn't know yet, but one that would soon be etched into her very soul. Their eyes locked across the crowded room, and Samantha's breath caught in her throat. He moved with predatory grace, all lean muscle and barely restrained power. Their first interaction was as intoxicating as it was bewildering. One moment, he was her gallant protector, rescuing her from an overly aggressive drunk. The next, his eyes hardened to chips of ice as he snarled, "Stupid girl," before melting into the shadows. Samantha's mind reeled, but her body hummed with an excitement she couldn't explain. Little did she know, this encounter was merely the first step into a world beyond her wildest fantasies – a realm where vampires ruled the night and pain blurred exquisitely with pleasure. As she delved deeper into this hidden society, Samantha found herself drawn to the intoxicating blend of power, submission, and supernatural allure. The crack of a whip, the whisper of leather, the exquisite sting of fangs – each sensation pushed her boundaries and ignited desires she never knew existed. But with every ecstatic high came the sobering reality of danger. Vampire politics were as deadly as they were intricate, and Samantha soon realized she was a pawn in a game where the stakes were life, death, and eternal servitude. As she left the Black Swan that night, Samantha couldn't shake the feeling that she stood on the precipice of something life-changing. She had no idea how right she was, or how deeply she would fall into a passionate, dangerous dance with forces beyond her imagination. The real question was: in this world where pleasure and peril intertwined so intimately, would she emerge empowered... or lose herself completely?

A man suddenly finds himself inside the world of his favorite game, Brave Hearts, after a night of gaming... Mistaken for “Raye Alvah,” the ruffian second son of a duke, he faces hostility from strangers and is publicly disowned by the noble family! And as he pieces together his strange new reality, he realizes he’s living as a minor villain destined to be forgotten after being defeated by the protagonist! And now... "Fuck this shit, why did it happen to me?" He must adapt to survive in this world.

In a world teetering on the brink of annihilation, an ancient legend resurfaces—once a hero, twice a villain, now something far more dangerous. The Necrotic Magic Swordsman, a master of both blade and forbidden magic, returns for the third time, wielding the power of death and shadows. But this time, he carries not only the weight of his past betrayals but also the key to the world's salvation—or its ultimate destruction. Cursed by fate, hunted by those who once called him friend, and revered by the damned, he walks a path of vengeance and redemption. As rival kingdoms crumble and ancient forces awaken, the Necrotic Magic Swordsman must confront his greatest challenge yet: himself. In a world where alliances are fragile, and trust is a luxury, will his third return bring hope or herald the final chapter of a dying realm? The line between hero and monster blurs as destiny calls him one last time.

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When talking about World War 3, most people usually imagine a nuclear apocalypse or nuclear war. A war that will completely exterminate human civilization, leaving only radiation and the ruins of destroyed cities on Earth. What if, however, in a parallel universe in which the Soviet Union survives after 1991, nuclear weapons don't exist, and World War 3 is a war with the most advanced weapons from both NATO and the Soviet Union? A place where M1A1 Abrams and T-14 Armata collide and tremble the ground, where F-35 and Su-57 terrorize the skies. How would a war like this look like? And what if, even military weapons that were thought to come out of science fiction, such as laser guns, jetpacks, and lightsabers are used in The Third Human Global Conflict? Although everything would appear to be incredibly epic, it all began with a simple terrorist attack on New York City, which would slowly drive humans toward total annihilation. ---------------NOTE--------------- In this novel, I will call NATO as The Alliances, because the Alliances is a league where all anti-communist nations come together rather than just "North Atlantic nations". Also, everything in the Novel is entirely fictional, meaning that the whole world history in this novel is all made up and based on the real world, so don't accuse me of historical inaccuracies.

Emily Bright is a reserved medical laboratory scientist with a peculiar fascination for the microscopic world of body fluids. Her life is a monochrome routine of lab work and lonely evenings spent admiring art she believes she'll never create. Emily is the embodiment of precision, control, and logic, qualities that render her a perpetual wallflower. Dominic Pierreson, known as "The God of Art," is a once-revered artist teetering on the brink of retirement. Praised as the 21st century’s greatest creative genius, Dominic’s glory days seem behind him, with no spark left to fuel his next masterpiece. Disillusioned and desperate, he meets Emily by chance at an art gallery, and in her quiet brilliance, he finds an unexpected muse. Dominic's world bursts into vibrant color as he obsessively captures Emily’s essence in every medium imaginable: photographs, sculptures, paintings, and even a bestselling play. His works featuring Emily become priceless treasures, solidifying his place in history. But as his obsession grows, so does his love for her, a love Emily struggles to comprehend or reciprocate. Caught between the worlds of art and science, Emily begins to question everything she thought she knew about herself. As Dominic’s fame skyrockets and their relationship deepens, the lines blur between inspiration, obsession, and love. In a whirlwind of passion, fame, and self-discovery, Emily must decide: Can she embrace the chaos of Dominic’s world, or will she retreat to the safety of her own? The Art and Science of Mad Attraction is a sweeping tale of ambition, obsession, and the unpredictable nature of love, where logic meets creativity and two contrasting souls find themselves inexplicably drawn together.

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] "What if everything went exactly as we wanted it to? But then, if everything in life went as planned, what fun would that be?" _____ Pretty, chubby, and innocent 23-year-old Cordae has always dreamt of living a stress-free, long life. Creating a beautiful life for herself has been her ultimate goal, but it turns out that even a "beautiful life" is as expensive as anything else in this world, as she can't even afford a beautiful life as well as a long one. Cordae is terminally ill and is sure to die anytime soon. But regardless of that fact, she's determined to fulfill her dreams of making a beautiful life for herself, even if it's just for a little while. She's equally hell-bent on wanting to know what "loving someone romantically" feels like and is resolute in her determination to experience such. Her life suddenly takes a surprising turn as she crosses paths with Liam Xander; a 28-year-old, cold-hearted, business tycoon who grew up with the mentality that "love" is nothing but a word that comprises of four letters. But that made him the one for Cordae. Liam perfectly fits the description of whom she wants, as she doesn't actually want anyone to fall for her or anything of that sort; all thanks to the fear of leaving them all alone when she eventually dies, but wants to love someone romantically in order to at least, fulfill one of her numerous dreams. Their totally distinct worlds collide. The mysteries surrounding Liam will slowly be uncovered. Will Cordae be able to handle whatever Liam throws at her? Will Liam be able to see that "love" isn't just a 4-lettered-word? Will they be able to overcome whatever comes their way? ↡ ↡ ↡ ↡ ↡ PS - Cover photo NOT mine. Photo credits to the rightful owner.

Author: Sook-im Translation credit: Eatapplepies Synopsis: I was transported into the romantic fantasy novel my younger sister was reading, not as the male lead but as the second male lead. If I remember correctly, this punk is fated to go into war in the future and die in the male lead’s place. Okay, I’ve made up my mind. Let’s not go anywhere near the main characters and stay healthy until I can go home. This has some translated chapters and remaining mtl

Aurora’s eyes blazed with anger, her voice breaking between the tears she had tried in vain to hold back. “I thought I would forget your past love for you, but I was wrong! You are the one who chose to remain trapped in the past, refusing to see the one who truly loves you!” Kyle, despite his outward calm, was burning inside. Guilt gnawed at his heart, yet he said nothing. Aurora cried out bitterly: “She is happy now, living her life with the one she loves, with her husband and children! She never saw you as more than a brother and a friend!” He couldn’t take it anymore. Stepping toward her in anger, his voice was sharp as a blade: “Shut your mouth. I don’t want to talk about this again!” Then, coldly, he added: “Go home. I’ll send your father a letter of apology and end this engagement.” Aurora stood still for a moment, her eyes filled with pain before she whispered in a choked voice: “Don’t bother… I will send the letter to my family myself. And don’t worry, I won’t tell them that you were the one who wanted to end it.” She cast him one last broken glance before turning away, leaving behind nothing but the sound of her fading footsteps, her silent tears, and a shattered heart… A week passed. Then, the phone rang. Kyle answered coldly: “Yes, who is this?” A trembling voice came from the other end—it was Lady Valeska, filled with concern: “Is Aurora alright? She hasn’t called us all week…” His heart pounded violently in his chest as panic surged through him. No… No… No. I can’t lose her! Will this love find a happy ending, or will it remain one-sided forever?

A white witch... . A demon...... A grim reaper, all in the same mansion and each has their own problems. A girl who was prophesied to be the only one who could kill the demon ended up falling for him, the demon whose aim was to kill the person threatening his life with the help of the witches ...."Xavier, call me Xavier " "I'm a servant and I can't call you by your name" "please" and with the magic word, Hazel gave in "X-Xavier" for some reason, it sounded like a melody to Xavier's ear. He leaned closer pinning her, Hazel knew what was about to happen but she didn't want that knowing how her body reacts to his touch, she struggled to get free and as he noticed,he held her hands above her head with one arm and with the other he raised her chin up to meet his eyes. Hazel was breathing heavily at this point. "X-Xavier" she called to get his attention as it was on her lips, he looked at her and interrupted her next words "I love you and I mean it" and with that he crashed his lips on hers without warning

"Ryan Adam, an ordinary young man struggling with unemployment and frustration, never imagined that his worst fears would come true in the most bizarre way… After a strange night, he wakes up inside his unfinished novel—not as the protagonist, but as a mere side character in a poor province doomed to destruction! Now, as just an 'extra' in a world he created, he must decide: will he follow the script written for him, or will he break the rules and change his fate—and the fate of the entire province?"

William was but an ordinary man—until fate saw fit to thrust him fifteen years into the past. Yet, this was no mere journey through time; he awoke not in his own flesh, but in that of the third son of Duke Herne, the most formidable noble in the realm. Now, amidst the glittering halls of power, where smiles conceal daggers and honour is but a well-spoken lie, William must navigate a world where commoners are naught but dust beneath the boots of the aristocracy. In this treacherous game of deception and ambition, he must learn quickly—for in the world of the nobility, ignorance is a death sentence Read the full story at a fair price on P a t r e o n: www.p*atreon.com/c/alcatroz/shop Press the link to read chapters 01 to 600!

Freyah Lima knew death all too well, but waking up five hours before the apocalypse gave her a second chance. Armed with memories of the past, she races against time to prepare. Yet, when she reaches her parking lot, she finds something-or someone-that shouldn't exist. A man stands there: silver hair, ragged clothes, and a translucent screen hovering above his head. [Florence Plaridel Role: Third Male Lead of the Novel Primrose Ability: Healing and Swordmanship Fate: Unknown] Florence Plaridel-the half blood third prince, the unrequited lover, a skilled healer and swordsman from the last novel Freyah read before her death. In Primrose, he managed to escape before his execution due to treason, then said his farewell to the female lead, telling her he won't bother her anymore. After that, nothing was mentioned anymore about him. But now he's here. In her world. On the eve of its destruction. Freyah doesn't know how or why a fictional character has appeared, but one thing is certain: the apocalypse will rewrite the world, and Florence's unexplained presence could change everything. As survival becomes a race against fate, Freyah must decide: is Florence the key to saving this world, or a sign that its ending has already begun? The forgotten prince has returned-and with him, the rules of fate are no longer absolute.

Theo, the boy who lost his memory, meets William, the mad scientist who gives him a book that causes him a lot of trouble but also offers him many opportunities. And so, his adventure begins in exploring this world full of secrets and madness

El mundo murio y su gente, la peor pesadilla de las personas se hizo realidad ahora solo queda sobrevivir, me llamo Lazz y sobrevivi al Virus B.. Historias, personajes, objetos y cosas creados originalmente por mi Luis A. , cualquier parecido con la realidad es mera concidencia, no acepto el plagio y tampoco lo apruebo, respeta la originalidad y se creativo, queda prohibido toda copia de esta historia, historia totalmente registrada en Webnovels.

poetry and random stuff I made up, not only as a coping mechanism. but also as a way to let my mind not explode. (figuratively)

It was fifty years ago, when Exo-9, a wandering rogue planet with no star suddenly drifted into the solar system and the scientists assured the earthlings that it was merely a visitor with no harmful intent, However, eleven years ago, It collided with Earth’s moon, causing the lunar orb to split into half and come crashing down onto earth, Lives were lost and centuries of scientific advancements were destroyed, but one could always count on humans to do what they did best, They survived, adapted and some mutated, Now, It’s a world where superpowers are new and humanity is on the brink of extinction, One last city remains, a self-sustaining dystopian dome ruled by corporate overlords and government enforcers. The wealthy thrive in the Highlands, while the poor struggle to survive in the Mainland, but beyond the old age struggle for power and influence lies a deadly wasteland, and speaking of it is forbidden and punishable by law. When an unfortunate accident occurs, three college friends gain unimaginable abilities. One vows to save the world, and the other to fix the world by tearing it down, while the last, who was terrified of what he watched them become, struggled to choose between the two paths. And after having a taste of both worlds, his only choice is to disappear, So what happens when he resurfaces as a ghost in the system, first, as a vigilante, then an assassin without allegiance who is immediately dubbed the Herokiller and the Villain’s Nightmare as he eliminates targets on both sides; Heroes, villains, and wildcards who stand in his way and the world watches in fear as he carves a third path as neither a savior nor destroyer. Everything is all fun and games until the last population of humans are threatened by the remaining half of the moon dangling in space, Roman is forced to confront the past that he abandoned… And the two people he once called best friends. In the end, only one question remains: Who deserves to live? And in this game of survival, only the strongest shall survive, Do tags or brands really show the heart of a human? At the end of the day, it's up to you to decide, Who is the true SUPERHERO?