unison trench

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After being jolted awake by a punch, Morin discovers he has become a prisoner of war. Initially, he assumes this is a world akin to the eve of World War I, only to realize the reality is far worse than he imagined. And why is it that he, an imperial soldier, has become allied with volunteers from the International Brigades?! Assault troops wielding sword-and-shield combos like tin cans, diesel-and-magic-powered armored knights, and accompanying battle mages… All of this tells Morin that something is seriously wrong with this world—and on a massive scale. But what he needs to focus on now is how to survive this war, touted as the one to "end all wars." Key Elements of the Book: Modified World War I, real men pull the bolt, diesel-powered armored knights, airship boarding actions…

Deep Genesis: Beneath the Trench In a war-torn near-future, young geneticist Dr. Kael Rennar isolates himself in the Arctic, driven by grief and a bold vision: to evolve humanity for survival in extreme environments. Unaware that his research has attracted attention from beneath the sea, Kael soon meets Thalyn—brilliant, mysterious, and not entirely human. Thalyn is the princess of the Nethari, a secretive aquatic species hidden beneath the Mariana Trench. Sent in disguise to steal Kael’s work, she slowly gains his trust—and his heart. When global powers discover Kael’s research, Thalyn seizes the moment to reveal herself and bring him to her underwater world. Kael believes he’s found love and refuge. But in truth, he’s become the key to an ancient empire’s plan to rise and claim the surface world.

/ Somwhere in the world of gesia where magic spells and the fire of guns are a daily commodity on the frontlines/ ZoOm..BoOm ZoOm..BoOm ZoOm..BoOM Fuck that one was close, I turn left looking for my squad mate in the trench, and immediately I turn away tears in my eyes, dead, definitely dead there is no way he survived that, one of the shrapnel shards of the artillery shell got him dead in the eye, I hear the sound of blood gushing, out like a water fountain but much more disturbing. I try to vomit but after we got separated from the supply line for more than 6 days after the attack of a squadron of dragons there wasn’t much left for me to eat, so the only thing that was coming out of my mouth was the sound of emptiness I want to go home...I want to see my family..I..I... ZoOm…BoOm I flinch, I could swear the Artillery shells are getting more precise after every second, I try to grab my gun without looking at the corpse of my squad mate, the moment my fingertips grace the cold steel of my weapon I feel something wet, I shudder knowing what it was. I close my eyes and stand up my hand around my gun, planning to never let it go. I try to rub the blood of my hands on my already dirty pants and after that i climb out and run faster than i ever did before... ...Ziiiiiip...splash....                                                                                                                                                                                         / the Cover art belongs to the kikstarter campaign of Interbellum RPG /

The day a war had just ended, a new war had just begun for the whole world to see.

Uni(उनी) is a Nepali word which literally means She.

Rey, begitu panggilannya. Remaja yang baru memasuki lingkungan sekolah menengah pertama ini mendapatkan pengalaman hidup di luar nalarnya semenjak ada suara yang selalu mengganggunya akhir-akhir ini. "Rey? Kamu Rey, kan?" Sial. Dia bukan manusia.

Siswa SMA yang sangat sangat suka fisika harus bertemu siswi yang sangat suka kimia karena buku catatan biologi, dan matematika yang jadi jalan untuk kedekatan mereka

"Enak banget ya jadi pacar Bima. Udah ganteng, jago olahraga, kaya, pinter lagi." Aku memutar bola mataku dengan malas setelah mendengar laras sibuk memuji Bima. "Lo suka sama yang berandalan gitu?" "Bad boy emang selalu menarik Uni. Sayang banget udah ada yang punya. Chika beruntung banget ya." Aku tak menanggapi, kembali melihat Bima yang sibuk mendrible bola. Banyak banget emang cewek yang naksir Bima, semua orang tau betapa kharismanya bocah berandalan itu, tapi satu-satunya yang bisa ngeluluhin hati pria es yang persis banget kaya kulkas cuman Chika. Ya... Itu sih kata mereka, yang mereka gaktau hubungan keduanya selalu dipenuhi keributan. Bagaimana aku tahu? Mereka juga gak tau kalau aku sudah berteman lama dengan brandalan itu.

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!