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Darius e Mira pensavam ter encontrado apenas mais uma fugitiva em sua jornada, mas Seraphin carrega um segredo perigoso. Enquanto militares os perseguem, essa aliança improvável deve enfrentar inimigos poderosos e, ao mesmo tempo, proteger um artefato que pode destruir o mundo.

/Di larang post. Buku ini tidak terkontrak oleh platform manapun./ "Wah, apa yang telah terjadi? Bola berhasil di hentikan. Siapakah dia?" Salah satu komentar berbicara. Suasana berubah ramai. "Berhasil. Kita harus dapat mencetak angka." Teriakan keras dari kapten tim Teiko. Setter kemudian memberikan umpan cepat kepada Ace mereka. Dua middle blocker lawan mencoba untuk menghadang. Tetapi sayang sekali mereka terlambat saat melompat. Bola akhirnya berhasil jatuh ke bawah daerah lawan. "Dia adalah Shuichi Takao. Libero dari tim voli putra sekolah Teiko." Teman komentarnya kemudian menjawab. "Sungguh hebat bisa menghentikan servis mematikan milik Heiji. Ace dari tim voli putra sekolah Teitan." Komentator di pertandingan voli memberikan pujian kepada Takao. Pertandingan berakhir. Skor 2-1. Tim voli putra dari sekolah Teiko berhasil mempertahankan juara pertama untuk ke lima belas kalinya. Satu minggu setelah turnamen winter cup. Para pemain mendapatkan gelar dengan posisi mereka. Shuichi Takao mendapatkan gelar sebagai Libero terbaik di Jepang tingkat SMP. Musim telah berganti. Shuichi Takao berdiri di depan bangunan sekolah. Setelah lulus dari SMP, Teiko kemudian melanjutkan sekolahnya. "Ini dia." Takao kemudian berjalan masuk. SMA Howaitoiguru. Sekolah itu yang akan menjadi tempat belajarnya di SMA. Setelah meninggalkan kelas kemudian Takao melangkahkan kakinya menuju gedung olahraga voli. Saat tiba di sana, betapa terkejutnya Takao melihat gedung olahraga voli putra yang kotor dan tidak terurus. Tetapi berbeda dengan yang berada di samping. Ruangan tim voli putri terlihat bersih bahkan lantai papannya mengkilap. "Selamat siang." Takao menyapa murid putri yang sedang berlatih dan melambaikan tangannya. "Siapa kamu?" Seorang gadis yang berambut pendek serta wajah yang menakutkan bertanya dan menghampiri Takao. Dia berjalan dengan membawa bola voli. "Aku adalah murid kelas satu yang ingin menjadi anggota tim voli." "Kamu ingin menjadi anggota tim voli di sekolah ini?" "Benar. Apakah kalian tahu di mana para anggota lainnya?" Takao menganggukkan kepala perlahan. Semua gadis yang berada di sana kemudian tertawa. Takao tidak mengerti kenapa mereka mentertawakan pertanyaannya. Seorang guru yang melihatnya kemudian mendekati Takao. "Sekolah kita tidak memiliki anggota tim voli putra. Selain murid kelas tiga lolos dan tidak ada lagi yang menjadi anggota voli putra. Bahkan anggaran untuk tim voli putra akan dialihkan untuk tim voli putri." Takao sangat terkejut setelah mendengarnya. Dia tidak menyangka kalau tim voli putra sekolah Howaitoiguru akan di bubarkan. Seorang guru menatap Takao. Dia sudah mengetahui dan mendengar mengenai Takao saat masih SMP. Firasatnya mengatakan kalau tim voli putra akan mengalami kejayaan kembali. "Tolong jangan ambil uangku." Anak itu memohon agar uangnya di kembalikan. Tetapi mereka tidak mengembalikan tapi justru tertawa. Takao kemudian berjalan menghampiri mereka. "Apa yang sedang kalian lakukan?" "Siapa kamu? Jangan ikut campur dengan urusanku." "Hei tunggu. Bukankah kamu yang duduk di belakangku?" Seorang dari mereka mengatakannya. Takao kemudian teringat saat pertama kali duduk di bangkunya. Dia melihat ada beberapa orang yang berwajah menakutkan duduk di depan, belakang, sisi kanan, dan kiri. "Kamu?" Takao menunjukkan pemuda itu dengan jari telunjuknya. "Akhirnya kamu sudah ingat. Jangan ikut campur dengan urusan kami kalau tidak ingin badanmu menjadi terluka." Pemuda itu mengancam. Sebuah senyuman menghiasi wajah Takao. Dia kemudian mengambil handphonenya yang tersimpan sebuah video perbuatan sekelompok teman kelasnya. Seperti sudah menemukan berita yang baik. Takao menyukai voli. Dia akan melakukan apapun asal bisa bermain voli kembali. Anggota tim voli putra yang terdiri dari anak nakal paling di takuti seluruh siswa. Bukankah ini akan menjadi tantangan tersendiri.

/Forbidden to post. This book is not contracted by any platform./ "Wow, what happened?" The ball stopped. Who is he?" One of the comments said. The atmosphere turned off bustling. "It worked.We should be able to score." A loud shout from the Teiko team captain. Setters then provide a quick pass to their Ace.Two opposing middle blockers try to block. But it's a shame they were too late on the jump.The ball finally managed to fall under the opponent's area. "This is Shuichi Takao.Libero from Teiko school boys volleyball team." His commentary friend then replied. "It's great to be able to stop Heiji's deadly serve.The dance of the Teitan school boys' volleyball team." The commentators at the volleyball match praised Takao. The match is over. Score 2-1. The man's volleyball team from Teiko school successfully defended the first place for the fifteenth time. One week after the winter tournament. Players earn the title with their positions. Shuichi Takao has the best Libero in Japan at the junior high level. The seasons have changed. Shuichi Takao was standing in front of the school building. After graduating from middle school, Teiko continued his education. "This is the place." Takao then walked in Howaitoiguru High School. The school will be a place to study in high school.After leaving the classroom, Takao stepped into the volleyball gym.When he got there, how surprised Takao was to see the man's volleyball gymnasium which was dirty and neglected. But different from one on the side. The women's volleyball team room looks clean even the floorboards are shiny. "In fact, this school's men's volleyball team won first place and participated in national championships." The teacher looked at Takao.He had known and heard about Takao when he was in the middle school.His hunch said that the men's volleyball team would experience glory again. "Please don't take my money." The boy begged his money back.But they did not return but instead of laughed.Takao then I walked over to them. "Who are you?"Don't be meddle in my business." "Hey wait. Aren't you the one sitting behind me?" One of them said that. Takao then I remembered the first time he sat on his bench. He saw that there were several scary-looking people sitting in front, behind, right and left. "You?" Takao pointed at the youth with his index finger. "Finally, you remembered.Don't interfere in our business if you don't want your body to be hurt." The young man threatened me. A smile graced Takao. He then took out his cell phone which contained a video of the actions of a group of his classmates.Like I've found good news. I like volleyball too. He will do everything as long as he can play volleyball again. Members of the men's volleyball team consisting of bad boys is the most feared by all students.Would this be a challenge?

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When the Multiverse was born ten Divine Daos were born with it. Since immemorial times all kind of beings tried their best to cultivate and completly master Divine Daos to become Eternal! But there were also those who created their Dao themself on the path of Eternity. The story follows a boy named Ren Li as he makes his way on the path of cultivation in pursuit of wealth and power. His means to reach them? Alchemy! Slowly turning from naive boy into fully grown cultivator with only one goal - to reach eternity himself. MC will not be a hero, with each passing Arc he will expierence and understeand how cruel World is more and more. This in turn will make him anti hero or straight antagonist of the story. Volume 1 is a long prologue with cultivation system introduction and World building, while Volume 2 will still not closely follow MC it will be a vital part for the story. Volume 3 will be all about MC and his difficulties as he tries to go over things that happened in Volume 2.

Asrel was once hailed as a rising magical genius, young, brilliant, and on the verge of redefining energy manipulation through his ambitious research. But envy breeds betrayal. His peers, driven by ambition and fear, seized control of his project, triggering a catastrophic explosion that shattered everything. When Asrel awakens, he finds himself in a desolate, unfamiliar world. The sky is dimmer. The air is heavy. And worst of all, Mana is gone. The great force that once powered civilization has vanished, leaving behind only ruins and silence. Everyone is gone. Except him. Inside Asrel now flows a new kind of energy, unbound by the laws that once governed magic. It grants him terrifying power. As he ventures through the remains of the world, Asrel seeks answers: what happened after the explosion, and what exactly is the thing growing inside him? But as he faces warped creatures, otherworldly invaders, and echoes of the world he once knew, Asrel must confront the truth: The world has changed.

In a world where mana shapes reality and realms twist beneath the will of Gods, power is the only law that truly matters. Nero was supposed to be insignificant. No truck-kun. No grand summoning. No crumbling kingdom begging for a savior. Just a guy with hazy memories of a digital world, stranded in a backwater village, destined for nothing. Yet in a land where Ascenders carve their legends in blood and conquest, he wanted everything. Power. Wealth. Women. But his system had spoken: he wasn’t meant for combat. He was an alchemist. A man fated to rot in laboratories, chasing the dream of an elixir that would grant eternity but never dominance. Nero refused to accept weakness. If the world wouldn’t grant him power, he would take it from those who had it. The dutiful wife bound by vows, the fiery beast tamer, the devoted priestess, the frost-born princess, the cold-hearted businesswoman, and even the queens who ruled under heaven. He would bend them all. Because power is never just in the blade. In the right hands, a sword could break kingdoms. But a night in his arms? A woman might never belong to another man again. One woman at a time. One throne at a time. How much could an Incubus rule with nothing but a wicked tongue and a sinful touch? Or was he just a butterfly caught in Fate’s cruel web? Warning: [R-18] The following story contains graphic sexual scenes and content that may be offensive or disturbing to some readers. Reader discretion is advised. If you enjoy my work, I shamelessly request you to consider supporting me on Pa.treon. The more support I receive, the more chapters I will try to push out. You can always let me know what place my writing needs to improve. Constructive criticism is always appreciated:)

When war explodes in the kindgom of Altia, a young boy of age 18 has to use all his wit just to survive.

Qin Yao opens her eyes and finds herself transmigrated from a post-apocalyptic world into the body of an ancient peasant woman. Her family consists of four stepchildren needing care. A good-for-nothing husband, who has nothing but looks, is causing a ruckus. They live in a thatched hut, without a grain of rice, the family is emaciated like refugees. If that wasn't enough, someone even comes to collect debts! Anger rises in Qin Yao's heart, and she kicks the wretched husband out, "Debt collector, feel free to just beat him to death!" The four stepchildren: !!! With the world quieted, Qin Yao rolls up her sleeves to revive the family. Hunting, carrying bags, fighting bandits, she's an expert in all. But facing the fields, with her back to the sky, and her face to the earth, even a top-tier fighter from the post-apocalyptic world waves her hand: Can't take it! Really can't take it! Qin Yao scratches her head: In the ancient times where agricultural taxes are extremely high, how can I avoid farming? At this moment, the lazy husband who was sent away to die (twisting and crawling) (struggling to stand up) (screaming and roaring): My dear! I think I can be saved!

Shocking! The rough husband is the hidden master in the time-travel novel. She is the sacrificial victim for the male lead's pursuit of true love, the pitiful person who transforms grief and indignation into motivation, the obsessive person who constantly wants to slap the male lead's face with money, the lemon essence contrasting the female lead’s gentleness and generosity. Xu Qinghuan: Emma, is this talking about me? Xu Qinghuan transmigrated into a book, into a time-travel novel written by her best friend, where her father died early, her mother remarried, and she was raised in her second uncle's home since childhood. Her cousin and fiancé are entangled? "Break off the engagement, whoever wants the central air conditioner can take it!" Her biological mother manipulates her with work? Isn't it just going to the countryside? The Great Northeast's black land is fertile, where every year you can lie on the heated kang and eat for half the year. Which corporate slave wouldn’t love it? Most importantly, there is a big shot she wants to cling to. Jiang Xingye is someone that even the male lead admires, the future global richest man, the hidden master in the book. After going to the countryside, Xu Qinghuan goes straight to Jiang Xingye. Her original plan was to be a little follower for the big shot and never thought of developing an inappropriate relationship with him. When the man gruffly raises his eyebrows and coaxingly tells her to hold on a little longer, she only wants to ask: What about being wealthy and detached? What about having a strong career ambition and no time for romance? What about being a 007 workaholic who doesn’t even return home?