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Aaradhya is just a quiet schoolgirl in the eyes of her classmates. Orphaned young and ignored by her peers, she blends into the background at Taraniketan School. But when a series of disappearances grip the town of Subarnagarh, whispers begin to spread of a mysterious figure in a white mask—solving cases, then vanishing without a trace. As fear creeps into the school halls and strange symbols start appearing, Aaradhya finds herself tangled in a deadly game. Who is the Psycho Doll? Why are students disappearing? And can anyone be trusted when even the mirrors seem to lie?

The world moves forward, second by second. But for some, time listens. Michael has no past he’s willing to speak of, and no name etched in legacy. Yet deep within him stirs a power older than war and quieter than death—the ability to hold the world still while it spins in madness. Cast through a system that treats the broken like burdens. Where others dream of being chosen, he dreams of peace. But in a world ruled by power, silence is often mistaken for weakness—and monsters often wear smiles. As unrest stirs outside the orphanage walls and deeper truths about the nature of power begin to surface, Michael will have to choose: remain the quiet boy who watches from the margins, or become something more—something unspoken and unstoppable. He doesn’t want to be a hero. But time has a cruel sense of irony.

In the heart of the Old Era, rising religions and cults clash in an unrelenting struggle for power, while the ancient force of magic wanes. The Ascended Ones—enigmatic and power-hungry—extend their influence deep into the lands of Yylagdris, seeking followers and territories for purposes shrouded in mystery. A new era has dawned with the rise of Beast Taming, a practice once limited to mages who bonded with Familiars. Now, it has become a prestigious profession, promising wealth and wonder to those who master its mysteries. The younger generation is divided: many dream of becoming Paladins, enforcers of the Ascended Ones' will. Others yearn to be Beast Tamers, uncovering the profound secrets of this evolving art. Yet, a third faction clings to the olden ways, refusing to abandon ancient traditions. Amid this turmoil, one pacifist dares to dream of changing the world—not through violence, but by ending the cycle of war and ambition. Yet, in a world consumed by conflict and conquest, where can such a dreamer find their place? ************************************* Rising Star II entry

Haku—and millions of others—are chosen for a Kill-or-Die Game they can’t escape. The rules are brutal: The more viewers you gain, the stronger your abilities become. A survival competition, livestreamed to all of humanity through a mysterious new global System. Only one survivor wins. The prize? A single wish—no limits, no rules. A Game no one expected. A Game the world can’t stop watching. The rule is simple: Survive… or die trying. Before it all begins… Haku wakes up in a blinding white room. He’s not alone. Ninety-nine strangers stand around him—and none of them know what’s coming.

The world of cultivation bends its knee to heaven’s script. Born with a golden root? You rise. Branded by a noble clan? You rule. Touched by fate? The path parts before you like cowards before a blade. But I had nothing. No name to carry. No bloodline to lean on. Even the heavens looked past me like I was a fucking stain. Until I found it— A legacy not passed down, but buried. A path not praised, but purged. A fucking sin carved into the bones of a dead age. I don’t want their forgiveness. I don’t need their pity. And if you think I’m hunting vengeance, then you’re not listening. I want power. Raw. Foul. Unforgivable. So yeah, if you’re looking for heroes, look somewhere else. But if you want to walk the path that bleeds— If you want to know what’s left when fate turns its back— If you want to watch the world break under the weight of one man’s curse— Then come. Come see what it means to be born without fate. Come see what the world fears when it can’t look away.

Justice died in the war. He came back to dig it up. Presumed dead in World War II, Sergeant Elias Krieg was a ghost—until the world’s corruption dragged him back. Revived by an experimental serum, twisted by violence, and cursed with an undying hunger, he walks the streets of modern New York as a pale wraith in a torn cloak and featureless mask. They call him HeartEater—a brutal, silent vigilante who doesn’t bring criminals to justice. He devours it. Targeting the worst of humanity—murderers, traffickers, predators—he rips out their still-beating hearts and disappears into the night. But beneath the monster is a soldier who once stood for something. He protects children with a quiet tenderness. He offers mercy to the misguided. And he never forgets a promise. As powerful enemies begin to emerge—greedy syndicates, slothful manipulators, and sins made flesh—HeartEater must face the truth: justice alone isn’t enough. The world demands vengeance. And he’s ready to deliver it. Blood will flow. The hearts of monsters will beat no more.

A father must confront a vengeful spirit possessing his wife, driving his family to the brink of madness, and ultimately sacrifice himself to break the curse haunting their home.

She dreamed of monsters. Now they dream of her. When a mortal girl opens a door she was never meant to find, she steps into the cursed world she’s read about all her life — a realm that breathes, watches, and waits. The forest hunts her every move, its creatures whisper her name, and something far older than the beasts is watching from the dark. Trapped between death and a throne carved in bone, she must choose: escape the nightmare or become the queen of it.

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?