morioh existe

la vida de dos mundos distintos mezclados con la locura del amor quien ganara en este momento la pacion la locura la felicidad o la tristeza

Ninguém merece viver uma mentira. Nunca prometa o que não vá cumprir. Ele acreditou em sonhos, confiou em palavras doces — e foi traído de forma cruel. Uma promessa quebrada destruiu tudo que ele era, e do coração despedaçado nasceu algo novo. Agora, o homem que um dia foi gentil observa o mundo com olhos frios e famintos por justiça. Se antes carregava esperança, hoje carrega ira. Se viveu uma ilusão, fará questão de destruir todas as outras. Este é o nascimento de um vilão — não por ambição, mas por vingança. E quando sua revolta for completa, este mundo conhecerá o verdadeiro significado de ruína. Porque uma pessoa gentil... pode deixar o mundo em pedaços.

Leah, una adolescente tranquila. Cuándo regresaba de la escuela automáticamente iba a su cuarto y se encerraba a leer, prácticamente solo salía para comer, hacer sus necesidades y ducharse. Muchos pensarán que era una chica sin vida social, pero no es así. Leah es una chica con muchos amigos, que no salga tanto de casa a hacer desorden de adolescente no significa que sea rara ¿O sí? Todo comenzó aquel día con esas simples publicaciones de Instagram y YouTube. Donde a Leah le creció esa curiosidad de confirmar si realmente había una persona allí observándola. -¿Realmente me estás viendo? -dijo a la cámara de su celular.

Sinopsis. Las realidades alternas existen, y aquí, hablaremos de mi realidad, una realidad donde recibí un ´regalo´, un ´sistema´ como en las novelas ligeras o fanfics, pero lo extraño es que este sistema se me fue concedido en mi mundo común y ordinario… O al menos eso era mi mundo hace años, 3 meses después de que recibí mi sistema, el mundo se fue por el retrete a causa de un apocalipsis zombi, solo gracias a que había abusado de mi sistema para subir de nivel y adquirir habilidades antes de que el mundo se fuera al diablo debido a que era un gran otaku y creyente de cosas como la magia, artes de espada, entre otras cosas, sin mencionar que era un novelista sin inspiración y este sistema parecía la mejor fuente de inspiración posible. Pero, ¿puede mi sistema ayudarme a sobrevivir al fin del mundo? O lo que es más importante… Si consigo sobrevivir a el fin del mundo, ¿Ese será el fin de mi aventura? Nota del autor. Debido a que tengo un fanfic donde el prota es más un actor porno que usuario de un sistema, decidí escribir este otro fanfic/novela que será donde hablaremos más de un protagonista digno de su poder.

Content Warnings: This story contains explicit and graphic content that may be disturbing to some readers. Warnings include, but are not limited to: graphic violence, gore, body horror, psychological torture, child death, desecration of corpses, and themes of systemic abuse and corruption. Reader discretion is strongly advised. In a world where the nobility's grace is a gilded mask for unspeakable cruelty, an orphaned boy named Mormond watches his world burn. After the brutal murder of his adoptive sister, Nini, at the hands of arrogant aristocrats, something inside him shatters and is remade into a monstrous new form. In his grief, he manifests a terrifying and unique power, becoming the "Puppeteer Calamity"—a vengeful artist who reanimates Nini's broken corpse, transforming her into a beautiful and deadly marionette of vengeance. Their bloody crusade begins in the slums of Marlock, but soon their stage expands to the decadent and corrupt empire of Omnia, a place where the elite literally consume the souls of slum children to preserve their own vitality. Hiding behind the flawless disguise of "Milos," an innocent and cherubic orphan, Mormond infiltrates the highest echelons of power. He orchestrates a masterful campaign of psychological warfare, not with brute force, but with whispers. He turns nobles against each other, drives them to madness, and forces them to author their own destruction, all while they believe him to be a harmless, lucky charm. Each conquest ends with a new, horrifying puppet added to his public collection—a gallery of corpses left as a chilling signature. His reign of terror does not go unnoticed. The empire's champion, Tifa—a swordmaster of holy light known as the Divine Guardian—is tasked with hunting the "Silver Shadow." She is his perfect opposite: a beacon of order and righteousness dedicated to protecting the very system Mormond seeks to annihilate. But as Mormond's web of control tightens around the empire's throat, an unforeseen complication arises. The ghost of Nini's true self begins to awaken within the puppet, her fragmented memories and prayers creating a glitch in his perfect control. This internal fracture becomes Mormond's greatest vulnerability. His desperate, violent attempts to maintain possession of his sister's soul expose him at the worst possible moment, forcing him from the shadows and into a direct, desperate conflict with Tifa and the full might of the empire. The Conductor's controlled performance descends into a chaotic war, where the price of his vengeance may be the very soul he fought so hard to keep. A novel by : ATLASBANAW

Ce projet est en progression. Les chapitres sortiront quand ils vont sortir. merci de votre compréhension. ;) Voyager vers une petite ville où normalement le calme prospèrent, mais plus les jours passe, plus des événements étranges surviennent. Découvrez ce qui se trame tout en suivant l'aventure de la protagoniste Hāto Hidoi, une jeune adolescente de 16 ans au style gothique, ainsi que de son beau-père ; Richard Baudouin, l'enquêteur ; Johnson, et quelques autres qui arriveront au fil du temps.

Risen from the earth with more questions than memories, he calls himself Ethan Von Claude—though even that might be a convenient lie. Inside Grimore High, where lost wills are harvested like rare fruit, a black fragment hums of a maker he cannot name. I shouldn’t tell you more, but if you keep turning pages, you’ll learn who pulled him from nothing…and why their eyes are on you as well.

A vida, intricada e insondável, tece seus fios intricados em meio ao manto do destino. As correntes do pensamento podem oscilar, contudo, a essência da ideologia persiste, como uma sombra implacável, seguindo-nos com os atos e as memórias que nutrimos. Por que, então, este fado inexorável nos abraça?

If dreams came with blueprints, Mora would've had her life perfectly laid out-just not in Tequila. What starts as a desperate attempt to save her mother's restaurant; MariaRosé, spirals into a dangerous affair at the AGUIRRE Mansion, where passion tangles with violence, secrets, and everything she swore to oppose. Between falling for danger himself and fighting to dismantle the corrupt powers of Tequila, Mora faces the ultimate choice-keep her hands clean and lose her heart, or tear down the very systems that tried to keep her small.

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!