tes oblivion steam

In a world where mysticism and steam industry coexist, cursed objects, the Reception Bureau, and Evil God fanatics... That year, the King was bedridden with illness, the successor was inexperienced, and power slipped away, leaving the empire teetering. That year, external forces gathered around the empire, and foreign civilizations eyed it covetously. That year, the prophet delivered a prophecy that the era of civilization was nearing its end. That year, Ethan arrived at a small town on the outskirts of the imperial capital. To survive in this perilous era, he began practicing Fireball Skill. Years later, Ethan looked at the meteor falling from the clouds and realized there was a problem. The beginner Magic he learned seemed a bit off.

“CLICK-CLACK. A message notification sound broke the dormitory's silence. The message contained only four characters. Ban Feng, save me!" In order to save a friend's life, Li Banfeng had gone to Platform 96, boarded the 1160 Steam Train, and arrived in Puluo State, which lingered in the steam era. After getting off the train, Li Banfeng felt like he was the most eye-catching man on the platform—truly radiant. He even had the distinct illusion that his body was emitting light. "Mommy, that man has light on him!" said a child behind him. He stood there, frozen. "Sir, what's wrong? Sir? Sir… You haven't been touched by the Heavenly Light, have you?!"

Atlas... a young man with no surname... unknown origins... and a cursed fate. Born in a martial world where the hands of the strong ruled over everything, he was one of the unfortunate ones who couldn't breathe or even touch that vibrant and pure energy derived from the deepest parts of the universe... the Chaos Energy. Those twisted and bloody claws had already determined his path, but he, who held a heart fed with a burning desire, couldn't be stopped so easily. Indeed, after years spent fighting against that cruel reality, a miracle descended on his snowy mountain, surrounding his frail mortal body in warmth. Despite the risks, the allure of the promised glory was too significant for him to ignore. He had spent years surviving in that world, and this was a chance he couldn't afford to let slip from his grasp. 6 chapters a week. I will keep Monday as a temporary safe day, so there will be no chapter that day for the time being. But if I can keep up with my schedule, I will release a bonus chapter from time to time. I hope you will enjoy this new journey with me. by MatMate

Su Qinglan était assise en tailleur sur l'herbe, tenant le plus dodu des petits tigres qu'elle ait jamais vu. "Aww... Regarde-toi," chuchota-t-elle, en touchant son petit nez. "Si mignon que je pourrais te manger..." Une ombre soudaine se profila au-dessus d'elle. "Qu'est-ce qu'il y a de si bien avec ce petit puant?" demanda une voix profonde et amusée. Elle leva les yeux... et se figea. Se dressant au-dessus d'elle se trouvait un grand homme-bête tigre, ses yeux dorés plissés dans un sourire paresseux et prédateur. "Faisons le nôtre," dit-il. Le cerveau de Su Qinglan court-circuita. ... Le nôtre? LE NÔTRE?! Avant qu'elle ne puisse comprendre, l'instant d'après, elle fut hissée sur sa large épaule comme un sac de grain et transportée directement vers la grotte. Su Qinglan était tellement étouffée par la soudaineté de tout cela... qu'elle oublia même de se plaindre. *** Les genoux de Su Qinglan s'entrechoquaient alors qu'elle fixait l'énorme serpent. Ses yeux rouges et froids se rétrécirent, le mouvement de sa langue goûtant l'air entre eux. "N-Ne me mange pas," bégaya-t-elle, se serrant dans ses bras. "Je... Je ne suis pas savoureuse... vraiment, je suis filandreuse et pleine de... euh... mauvais cholestérol." La tête du serpent s'abaissa jusqu'à se trouver à quelques centimètres de son visage. Ses oreilles de renard tressautaient frénétiquement. Et puis, avant qu'elle ne puisse cligner des yeux... son corps massif scintilla, les écailles se transformant en peau bronzée et muscles fins. Debout devant elle se trouvait un homme si incroyablement beau que les pauvres yeux de renard de Su Qinglan s'humidifièrent rien qu'à le regarder. Su Qinglan déglutit difficilement, sa queue se gonflant de panique. "Je... Je..." Sa voix se brisa. D'accord, nouveau problème... le serpent est sexy. Elle ferma les yeux. "Si tu... si tu veux vraiment..." balbutia-t-elle, le visage en feu, "...t-tu peux... me prendre." *** Un moment Su Qinglan combattait le roi zombie de toutes ses forces. Boom! L'instant d'après, elle se réveilla dans un monde des bêtes bizarre... dans le corps d'un tyran local paresseux, choyé et gros que tout le monde détestait. La Su Qinglan "d'origine" avait été une méchante arrogante et intrigante qui passait ses journées à intimider les femmes-bêtes plus faibles, à courir après les beaux mâles et à terroriser les enfants de la tribu. Maintenant, grâce à l'humour tordu du destin, Qinglan avait hérité du corps et de la mauvaise réputation. Mais honnêtement? Être grosse dans un monde des bêtes était toujours mieux que de mourir de faim dans l'apocalypse. Au moins ici, elle pouvait manger. Le seul problème? Dans ce monde, les hommes n'étaient pas juste des hommes, ils étaient des hommes-bêtes. Grands, forts, dangereux... Et apparemment, chaque femme-bête était censée avoir plusieurs maris. L'hic? Les frasques de la Qinglan "d'origine" avaient fait fuir tous les mâles décents dans un rayon de dix miles. Armée de ses instincts de survie apocalyptiques, d'une langue acérée et d'un mystérieux système qui s'était soudainement activé... "Liaison avec l'hôte..." "Félicitations, hôte, pour votre arrivée réussie dans le monde des bêtes." Qinglan décida qu'elle n'allait pas pleurer sur son sort. Si elle devait vivre ici, alors elle vivrait grandement, littéralement.

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One woman was supposed to be a Queen but lost her kingdom and was exiled to a city to be it's City Lord. The other woman lost her chance to become an Empress. Can these two strong women build the city of Tomorrow?

On the land, thorns of steel rise in wild profusion. The grinding roar of interlocking gears shakes the heavens, while black smoke veils the skies. Scorching steam surges through iron pipelines, and supercomputers hum softly alongside the whispered secrets of code cards. Blinding white light traces the passage of time, as red fluids seize the throat of fate. Bolts and rivets stand for justice, calibers and artillery assert their dominion. Steel roars, and blades hiss in reply.

Earth is gone. Solid planets, gas planets, and even asteroids floating through space. Everything has vanished without a trace. Everything except the fiery star that once stood in the center. The Sun burns alone in the Milky Way, its bright light shining upon nothing but darkness. However, there is another universe, on a different plane than the Milky Way. The Praesi. A light-weaved tree with an incomprehensible size, thousands of planets hanging from its branches. On each of these planets resides different races, their bodies different colors, shapes, and sizes. And on some of them, bloodthirsty beasts lurk, on a constant hunt for their next meal. Through strange and unknown circumstances, a single human has survived the destruction of the earth. A spindly teen on the cusp of adulthood, Cage. Everything has been taken from Cage, his home, his life. His family. For a long, long time, Cage was alone in a realm of darkness, his only company being his tumbling thoughts. He could not move, see, or even scream. And just when the ideas of letting go and drifting away into Oblivion seemed to overpower all the others inside Cage's mind, a voice spoke to him. The voice, the first he had heard in far too long a time, gave Cage hope—a reason to go on. Then without warning, the man is thrust into existence, landing in a universe unknown to him. The Praesi. Cage has a purpose, something to find in the long and curving branches of this new universe, and nothing will stop him. Not the ruthless armies or the savage beasts that stand between him and his family.  Even if they could stop him, Cage will not kneel in fear. No. After all, nothing can be more terrifying than that darkness. --- The first two chapters do not contain the MC, however, they do set up the universe and are very important to the overall story. I recommend everyone read them, as I believe they will increase the enjoyment of the novel. --- I do not own the cover photo. If the owner wishes for it to be changed, then it will be done.

"In the end, it wasn’t the darkness that consumed me—it was the silence of the light I once believed in." In a world where extraordinary power comes with extraordinary risks, society has imposed strict laws to regulate them. Espers—humans with extraordinary powers—are forced to join the Corps or be hunted as criminals, high school student Elijah hides his true identity to protect himself, someone who came from a lineage of rogue or criminal Espers. Elijah was sent to fend for himself on the corps while trying his best to hide his history. As he uncovers the Corps' dark agenda and faces his own awakening powers, Elijah must decide: will he bow to a corrupt system or defy it, even if it means becoming the very villain he despise?

When brilliant American scientist Liam Hart dies in a lab explosion, he awakens in an unfamiliar world — in the body of Edward Arthur Windsor, the Crown Prince of an alternate Great Britain where magic replaces science. Armed with the mysterious Industrial Dominion System, Edward gains the power to recreate Earth’s greatest inventions — from steam engines to electricity — and forge an empire of innovation. But progress has a price: nobles resist change, foreign kingdoms plot war, and alliances are forged not just with politics… but with hearts. Between revolution and romance, invention and intrigue, Edward must build not only an empire of steam — but a legacy that will change history itself. Will the scientist-turned-prince become the savior of his kingdom… or the architect of its downfall?