Why does Clay hug in 13 Reasons Why fanfic?

Time travel may occur more than once. The system that Li Mo acquired after sleeping for sixteen hours a day was incomplete. The moment the system was activated, the world had more health bars in front of him. When Demon Slayer came, Tanjiro was five years old. He transformed into a pillar that towered over the sky and strangled the tragedy in its cradle. Coming to Genshin Impact, becoming connected with the deceased miko, and being involved with the fox in this life. Come to the world of TYPE-MOON, summon a rabbit that is not a fox with the betrayal witch, and learn its "long tail" method. ... ... Survive, fight, and evolve. Li Mo walking on this road. "As long as the health bar shows up, even if it is a god, I will kill it for you." ... This is just a translation done by me using Google translate and some new Chinese AI, not my own work, this is a CN fanfic I really liked so I wanted to share it with people with hopes that a better translator may pick it and find the last chapters. To be clear, I'm not making any money on this as I don't even have a Part*on or anything similar set up, so updates will come whenever I feel like it. Raw Title: 怎麼世界顯示血條了？！ Fair warning, finding the last 200 chapters is nigh impossible unless you're willing to pay.

No system, no cheats, no hack, not even Honkai resistance. But, as long as you beat the tutorial boss, none of that matters! “So… whose tutorial boss is a Herrscher?! This difficulty is clearly off the charts!” After a bitter struggle… “Damn, finally beat it!” Before you could even catch your breath, the next person walking towards you is the Overseer of Schicksal: Otto Apocalypse. “Is this ever going to end?!” After a desperate, all-out effort… “Thankfully, a narrow victory…” Just as you wipe away the cold sweat, the Sea of Quanta stirs, and your next enemy appears: the human Chimera—the hero of salvation, Kevin Kaslana. “???” It doesn't end there. Immediately following, you discover—the Cocoon of Finality, the God of Venus… and a host of other powerful enemies come one after another. Looking at them, you finally fall silent. “You want me to fight all of them?” Lin Wei pondered for a long time, then flipped the table in rage— “Screw this, I'm not playing anymore!”

[Welcome to the "Sacrifice Game." May you witness the end in true terror.] Wait… This script is all wrong! Whispering corpses, wriggling cave horrors, paper effigies asking for directions, night terrors in a cursed village, eyes peering from under the bed… A web of grotesque rules drenched in blood—no escape. The only way out is to face the endless nightmares and claw for survival. So, uh, if I'm stuck with all this horror, can I at least get a System? Preferably one where daily check-ins make me OP?! Just as I'm thinking this, I realize I've gained an ability: post-death save-scumming. Sure, it's a cheat… but does that mean I have to trial-and-error my way through with infinite deaths?! Hell no! I refuse to be a Subaru-tier protagonist! Someone save me—argh! Then I turn around and see the girls trapped with me: Shinomiya Kaguya, Fujiwara Chika, Gotou Hitori, and Yuuko (from "Mieruko-chan"). …Screw it, let's do this! No way I'm letting these beauties die here. I'll create a world free from Urobuchi and 4chan horrorposting!

【Simulation Victim List—Yamada Ryo, Takamatsu Tomori, Chihaya Anon, Gotoh Hitori, etc.—】 Thanks for the invitation, ROB. I'm in Japan, currently simulating “J-Rocker girls.” Kazami Haru, who simply longed for a peaceful and beautiful life, somehow ended up with a romance simulator that had absolutely no reason to involve him. Chasing after the system rewards that promised a better life, Kazami Haru started the so-called “romance simulation” with a playful attitude. But a simulation is just a simulation, so why are all the targets suddenly grabbing knives and chasing after him for a real romance?! 【MyGO!!!!! × Bocchi the Rock!】 ------------------------------------- OG: http(s): //www(.)trxs.cc/ ton(g)ren/ 9433.html Author: White Tiger Afu

“The world is always wrong.” After surviving high school with my cynical wit and a complete lack of romantic progress, I—Hikigaya Hachiman was ready to live a peaceful, uneventful life. No youth, no drama, no forced social interaction. That dream came to a crashing halt when I somehow woke up in a world where horse girls—yes, literal girls with horse ears and tails—race professionally while chasing their dreams. And apparently… I’m now their trainer. Me. The guy whose idea of teamwork is "doing everything myself to avoid dealing with people." Special Week smiles at me like I’m her hero. Tokai Teio asks for advice like I have wisdom. Mejiro McQueen demands a training plan like I know what I’m doing. Spoiler: I don’t. But every race pulls me deeper. Every tear, every laugh, every finish line crossed… I start to understand these girls. Maybe... just maybe... This world isn’t as wrong as I thought. A loner, a realist, and a former Service Club ghost becomes the heart of a new team. This is the story of how I, Hikigaya Hachiman, became the most reluctant—and possibly the most effective—Uma Musume trainer this world has ever seen. ------------------------- If you’d like to support my work, check out my: patreon.com/DaoistRoeoNQ

--+-- After being reborn into the world of horse girls, Dream Weaver had only planned to live an ordinary life. Yet, by some twist of fate, she found herself drawn into various scripted worlds, stepping onto the racetrack alongside many powerful horse girls. T.M. Opera O: 'You are the fated rival of the Conqueror!' Orfevre: 'A country bumpkin like you dares to stand before the glory of gold?!' Narita Brian: 'I will defeat you and claim my place on the highest stage!' Deep Impact: 'None shall stand before me—not even you!' After giving her all to overcome them in those scripted worlds and returning to reality, Dream Weaver couldn’t shake the feeling of being watched. A flash of purple-and-gold cloak disappearing outside the training ground, a glimpse of golden hair around a corner, the sound of hurried breathing from behind the library shelves… 'Just my imagination?' But whenever she turned around, there was nothing there. Little did she know, the moment she looked away— T.M. Opera O peeked out from behind a tree, her crown barely visible; Orfevre fumbled to put away her binoculars; Narita Brian’s coat got caught on a fire hydrant. In each other’s eyes, they saw the same comical panic, yet in the next instant, each reassumed their haughty expression. “If you’re just going to skulk around like some loser, then get off the stage! Only the victor deserves to stand by her side.” --+-- The Raws are: 赛马娘看我的眼神好可怕！ Feel free to support the author.