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Kaka: Huang Kai was the greatest hero of the Istanbul night, although he played only a little. Ancelotti: Huang Kai is a super genius, it's just too bad his body isn’t quite up to par. Maldini: Huang Kai is the most important player on the team. I suggest the club re-sign him for another five years. Barcelona: To sign Huang Kaiwen, we decided to demonstrate our sincerity by signing his cousin with an annual salary of one million euros. The veterinarians in Milan are no good; he won't get injured with us in Barcelona. Bayern Munich: We have the Divine Doctor! Huang Kaiwen, the biggest slacker in soccer. From slacking off every day, forced to make sporadic appearances, he ultimately was forced to become the team's savior. Football, anything is possible!

I was not a perfect person, not an easy teammate to get along with, and I could not even be considered a good person at all. However, no one in this world could deny that I was the greatest basketball player, not even God!

Mô típ chuyện tình cảm kiểu Lọ Lem và Hoàng Tử đã có rất nhiều. Nhưng mỗi câu chuyện lại có những tình tiết và nút thắt khác nhau, để khi chúng ta đọc câu chuyện vẫn tò mò muốn biết xem tác giả gỡ nút thắt và giải quyết vấn đề ra sao nhằm đi đến cái chốt cuối cùng. Lạc Điềm Tâm - một cô nữ sinh nhỏ nhắn, ưa nhìn đột nhiên được nhận vào học tại học viện Thánh Lợi Á nổi tiếng dành cho các cậu ấm cô chiêu, rồi lại đột nhiên được gửi đến nhà họ Trì, sống với Trì Nguyên Dã, một thiếu gia ác ma, đẹp ma mị mà ngang ngược phách lối. Nhưng rồi tấm lòng lương thiện, sự hồn nhiên, đáng yêu của cô bé Lạc Điềm Tâm đã làm cho trái tim Trì thiếu rung động. Nhưng chuyện tình cảm giữa Điềm Tâm và Nguyên Dã liệu có được diễn ra suôn sẻ, êm đềm. Khi mà Trì Nguyên Dã có bao nhiêu bí mật và nhiều đối tượng vây quanh. Còn Lạc Điềm Tâm cũng chẳng rõ lai lịch và luôn trong vòng vây ghen ghét đố kỵ của những nữ sinh thầm yêu trộm nhớ Trì thiếu cũng như những người xung quanh cô. Liệu tình yêu, tình bạn, tình thân giữa những người xung quanh Lạc Điềm Tâm và Trì Nguyên Dã có được bình yên và vui vẻ. Bạn hãy đọc, thưởng thức Hotboy ác ma để có thể hiểu rõ được những khúc mắc dần dần được hé lộ cùng với hành trình tình yêu của Lọ Lem - Điềm Tâm và ác ma Trì Nguyên Dã nhé!

The old world collapsed. The gods who once held it together faded into dust, and in the quiet that followed, new powers rose to shape what remained. In the midst of it all, a single soul—ordinary by all accounts—was thrown into a world not his own. He started from nothing. Faced trials born of both truth and illusion. Walked paths shaped by choice, chance, and unyielding determination At its core, this is a simple story: one person, another world, countless struggles—and the long, uncertain road toward saving it. P.S. English is not my first Language. A Thousand Apologies Dear Readers if Any Mistakes are Found. TAGS: [Another World] [Fighting] [Becoming Stronger Step by Step] # TO ALL THE SWORD AND MAGIC LOVERS OUT THERE #Unhinged protagonist # REVERSE SIMULATION. *** Bonus Chapters Unlock System! Reviews: let's get to 30 reviews soon: unlocks 3 bonus chapters! *** 200 Power Stones = 1 Extra Chapter 200 Collections = 1 Extra Chapter *** Gifts: Massage Chair unlocks 1 bonus chapter. Luxury Car: Unlocks 2 bonus chapters. Dragon: Unlocks 3 bonus chapter. Magic Castle: Unlocks 5 bonus chapters within the week! Space Craft: Unlocks 10 bonus chapters within the week! Golden Gachapon: Unlocks 15 bonus chapters within the week! ***

This is not a story of clear-cut heroes or villains, nor is it a tale of moral absolutes. It is a narrative of survival amidst dire circumstances, where the power of Magecraft shapes the era and legends come to life. In a world where myths thrive and magical forces dominate, a group of unlikely allies battles not just for glory, but for the very survival of their world and its people—because, after all, they are the ones who call it home.

In a world where orphans are deemed of a value worth less than dirt, a lone boy lived his life, working day by day, in hope to better his destiny. The day of his coming of age marks the birth of his potential, where everyone unleashes their magic, in hope that they would receives a powerful ability. The boy held hope that that might change his fate, hoping to be groomed to a noble's house, and change his destiny to the better. However, what he ended up with after his comming of age was nothing but a strange book. A book he thought to be useless, however a simple book it was not. and simplicity was far from fair to describe it. follow Basara as he uncovers the secret of the book that is only the Servants of Death to carry are worthy to carry. This is one of my stories. If you wish to read more, look for. The Everlastings. Rise of the Undead Legion Requiem of Souls. Enjoy the read.

Issac's life back on Earth was a nightmare, he had suffered all kinds of humiliation and pain. Even after being Isekai, he couldn't live a meaningful life, so he at least wanted to live a peaceful life. But the cruel and cold world wouldn't even let him have that. Isaac from his birth to his death was nothing but a Plaything in the hand of others. Even at his last breath, he believed that Gods will take pity on him and provide him with that Justice he deserved but it seems like they don't want to hear his cries even at his last breath. All the pain, the sorrow that he had bottled up in his heart started to change into hatred. He had sworn to get his revenge on all of them. When he thought all hopes were lost that's when someone heard his call, the one who answers the call was neither a God nor an Angel. The one who lend him the hand and saved him from his death was not the light hand of an Angel but the dark hand of the devil. Without any hesitation, he accepted the call and made a deal with the devil. And that is how the successor of the devil was born, Witness his growth, From weak to strong, From a Pawn to a Player, From On the board to Off the board. Witnesses Him and his path which was so cruel that mere mention of his name would make Primordial Gods and top powerful races of the Universe shudder in fear. ============================================ Now, enough with all these backstories and stuff. Are you tired of reading all those generic stories of either Isekai or transmigration or reincarnated in with system novels? Then trust this is your real deal, I promise you won't regret reading this. It is a completely new concept. Where I and Issac break the norms of a novel and bicker through the 4th wall. Author:[ Join ME and Isaac on our journey and be a witness to Our growth. Watch Me as develop my skill, while this snotnose pansy gets Stronger in that process. ] Isaac:[ Who are calling snotnose pansy? you're a snotnose pansy ur entire family is a snotnose pansy. *sigh* Even though the Author is a dimwit but this time he is right. You should certainly join us on this epic story, Please Watch over us, As I and this idiot of an Author make our way towards the top.] ============================================ Author: The cover doesn't belong to me and all the credits go to its creator. If you are the creator and you want me to take down the cover just directly contact me. ( I want to appreciate your work this cover that I'm using is nice and if possible I would like to not change it ) Issac: [ Shameless.]

“You’ve been researching for years with nothing to show for it. Why not try something else?” Samia’s tone was sharp, but there was a thread of concern beneath it as she leaned against the doorframe. The room smelled faintly of sterilizing agents, and the rhythmic clicking of keys filled the silence. Dr. Elias didn’t respond immediately. Dressed in his lab coat, he stared at the screen with unwavering focus, his fingers flying over the keyboard. When he finally turned to her, a slow, almost unsettling smile spread across his face. For a moment, he looked like any other scientist lost in his work—until he blinked. The motion was unnatural, his eyelids sliding horizontally across his eyes like a lizard’s. “Samia,” he said, his voice calm but electric with excitement, “I’ve figured it out. This time, it will work.” She opened her mouth to respond, but he was already on his feet, moving past her with an urgency that demanded she follow. They made their way through the sterile corridors of the facility, the fluorescent lights overhead casting a cold glow on the walls. The reinforced chamber was a stark contrast to the rest of the building. Thick steel doors hissed as they opened, and the hum of machinery grew louder as they stepped inside. In the center of the room stood a massive contraption—a web of wires, tubes, and blinking monitors surrounding a sleek, cylindrical core. “What is it this time?” Samia asked, her arms crossed tightly against her chest. Dr. Elias didn’t answer. Instead, he moved with practiced precision, attaching cables and adjusting dials. The air felt heavier here, charged with the anticipation of something monumental—or catastrophic. “Get your goggles,” he said at last, stepping behind the protective glass. He tapped the side of his goggles, the lenses catching the faint blue glow of the machine. Samia hesitated. She had seen him fail before. Years of promises and miscalculations had made her wary, but there was something different in his demeanor this time—something unsettlingly confident. Reluctantly, she turned and jogged back to the lab to retrieve her goggles. The first explosion hit when she was halfway down the hall. The floor bucked beneath her, and she stumbled, her heart leaping into her throat. A deep, resonating boom echoed through the building, followed by a blaring alarm. “Dr. Elias!” she shouted, spinning around. Smoke and dust billowed toward her, and the acrid scent of burning wires filled the air. Part of the ceiling had collapsed, cutting off her path back to the reinforced chamber. And then she saw it. Through the swirling haze, a glowing orb hovered in the wreckage, pulsating with a light that seemed alive. It started small, no bigger than her fist, but it was growing—expanding with an eerie, deliberate rhythm. The hum it emitted was low and bone-deep, vibrating through the air and into her chest. “No, no, no,” she muttered, backing away. Every instinct screamed at her to run. She turned and bolted for the exit, her shoes skidding on the slick floor as she raced against the inevitable. She had barely reached the stairwell when a second explosion ripped through the building. The force of it threw her forward, and she hit the ground hard. Her vision blurred as heat and light engulfed her. Somewhere in the distance, she heard the structure groan as it gave way entirely. Then, everything went black.

Juda Kufu is an Angolan orphan growing up in the streets of Cape Town. As a means of survival, he lives a double life, as a brilliant student with an attitude problem and as a drug dealer among other criminal activities. He uses his mystic gifts to survive until he is once again facing death. This turn of event introduces him to a world hidden in plain sight. An Africa untouched by colonialism, rich in Advanced Sciences and technology or known as the Mysteries, sorcery, wealth and pride. Accompanied by a new friend, he travels to New Kemet also known as the First World to acquire his training as an Apostle, a faction of sage-warriors under a creed to protect a cosmic scroll. There, he learns of his Royal bloodline and his Apostle lineage.  He encounters African (Primordials)  and Greek deities upon his mission to delay an inevitable war, however, his mind is flooded with uncertainty as to the creed he has pledged to holds secrets unfaithful to its tenets. Follow Juda Kufu in his journey of Revelation, love, betrayal, deception and bloodshed as the fate of his world rests upon his shoulders.

"I'm new to the country... Not the fights." These were the cold words of a man with glowing green eyes under the raining dark clouds, as smoke was still burning in his cigarette while he was grabbing the arm of another guy stuck beneath his leg, begging for mercy. "Ack! My arm! My arm! Spare me! I won't come back! Spa-" *Crack* The sounds of bone cracking were deafening, and in the eyes of that man, his leg suddenly widened on the verge of popping out his skull, as at the same time, a grin covered the face of that man smoking cigerette. With a grin filled with deep and dark satisfaction, he coldly announced while releasing that twisted arm on the ground.  "Oops, it broke." "Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh! Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh! My arm! My arm!!!! You fucking monster! Why!?? Why!?! Uwaaah!!! I will fucking-" "Oye? Fuck, are you threatening?" The cries and screams threatening others went silent as fast as they had come. The next second, several more sounds of bone cracking were heard in a row as the burning cigerette was pushed right into his ears. "Ah! It's burning! It hurts! It hurts!!!!" "Should I have that thought before trying to start this whole situation?" He collected up his grey hairs falling on his face, and while pulling them back, revealing glowing, cold green pupils, he left the bloody night with a metal baseball bat in his hand and the man with a crushed arm on the rainy ground, along with a whole gang of delinquents all unconscious in the same night during the same fight against one man who was born a legend... And will die a god.  --- oh yeah btw, everything here is just shit I made up sitting on toilet seat, I mean fictional, it's fictional novel aimed towards realism, add it to your booklist, much appreciated cool dude, (fuck you loser for not adding this gold in your booklist, tsk thu!) ---