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What am I? I'm a good guy, a bad guy, a normal guy, a weird guy. But still... What am I?

Five years into the marriage, my wife suddenly died of asthma, leaving me and my son desolate. My friends lamented that I became a widower at such a young age, and my parents urged me to find someone else to marry with my son. However, I firmly disagreed and insisted on mourning for my wife. But on the third anniversary of my wife's death, I accidentally overheard my father-in-law angrily questioning my sister-in-law: “Clearly, it was your sister who had asthma, and it was your sister who died. Yet, you pretended to be dead, deceiving your husband and son just to take care of your brother-in-law. Was it worth it?” “For three years, Xiao Lin mourned for you, raising Lele on his own. You gave your niece a home, but have you ever thought that from the day you faked your death, Lele lost her mother as well?” At that moment, my blood ran cold, and I finally understood that it wasn't my wife Ding Wanjun who died three years ago, but her twin sister Ding Wanning. And my three years of mourning were nothing but a joke. That night, I dialed my family's phone: “Dad, Mom, I agree to remarry!"

Tito Gustov is a shy, introverted 13-year-old boy from Luleå, Sweden, with an impossible dream—to become one of the greatest footballers in the world like his idols Cristiano Ronaldo and Messi. But dreams aren’t enough. Despite practicing alone every evening, Tito’s anxiety and lack of confidence hold him back from performing on the real stage. When fate gives him a sudden chance to substitute in his school’s big match, Tito sees it as his breakthrough. But the reality is harsh—he flops spectacularly. Mocked by teammates, berated by his coach, and laughed at by the crowd, Tito runs home in tears, locking himself away in shame and self-blame. On that darkest night, as despair clouds his heart, he prays—not to win, but to understand how to keep going. And something answers. A glowing blue screen appears: The Performer System—a mysterious interface that promises to help him become the greatest performer the world has ever seen. With tools, gifts, and challenges designed to shape raw passion into greatness, Tito begins his second chance. But stardom comes at a price. Can a boy who failed in front of the world rise again when given the means to become more than human?

you are poop. you love poop. poop loves you. be poop.

In 2050 (45 years ago) an island was discovered by a group of whale watchers and they were able to make it an official country. They called it, Raka. It was split into 4 regions, each assigned a group of people, from a specific place, with a specific look. The first was called the Maru, where I live. The people here are all pale, with blonde hair, and blue eyes. The second was called the Underlye. People here have tan skin, and dark hair, with green eyes. The third was called the Shallows. People here have red hair, freckled skin, and brown eyes. The fourth, and final region, the Waahanga. The people here are very similar to the people from the Maru. The only thing different is their lifestyle. The people from the Maru are from an old country formerly called Germany. But the people from the Waahanga are from a place called Sweden. I've never been able to tell us apart, but who knows, maybe I'm just young.

Buku ini menceritakan tentang imaginasi ku bahawa aku menjadi seorang penyanyi k pop. Imaginasi ku mengatakan bahawa aku dan kawan kawan ku menjadi ahli Blackpink

Greg

"She said she's fine, But she's totally dying inside, The reality has crossed the line, When it took all hers and innocently hide." ******************************************************* 'U shud kill ur uncle' The text message sat silently on my phone's notification,unread.I did not even bothered to read it.I was getting used receiving that kind of messages as it was a norm to me.I did not know why and who was it from.Let me start with my life.Well,no one's life is perfect no matter how rich you are nor no matter how beautiful you are.And mine is like sides of coin.No matter which side it landed,it is still the same coin.There will be times I woke up to my family members going to jail and there will be times I woke up next to Harry Styles.Roughly meant,my life can start with total shit or I decided to stay dreaming.Little summary,my life,my family,my social life and my goals are all fucked up.My sleep schedule?You know the answer. 'Like,NOW' That text message from who the hell knows kept messaging me weird and random shit everyday.It all started when me and my crackhead friends tried something that we should have not touched.Awoken the sinister spirit?Bothered a dragon asleep?Hacked into the government's secret files?No.But who the choosen victim that has been unlucky all their life since in the womb?Fucking me!That thing,whatever creature it was chose me.Started then,I was flooded with stupid messages.I wouldn't call it stupid as reality seemed to be run under 'it's hands.It will start with instructions.And after that,name would be sent.Then,family history.If no action taken,watch whatever name that appeared lost their life in a split seconds in front of your own two eyes.Even though,I avoided people to reduce the chances of my acquaintances dying,I realised,'it' hated pattern.My life became a game for reality to play.With only the matter of time as my steps to the flames of death became closer,I got a text message. 'wanna go to hell together'

Follow a group of friends as they explore the world and take on the hardest school, LIFE!

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!