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welcome to Hallow, Junx whatever, were monsters and all creatures of the dimensions linear world come out or are spat out, here, normalization doesn't exist, but what is a human doing here for hell sake! "This world has numerous secrets, some are dangerous, other are fascinating, come and explore Hallow with all of us, if you die, then be it" said Scot

Brothers of the Garage is a steamy, emotional romance about a woman from a wealthy, high-society family who finds herself drawn into a world far from her own. When her car breaks down in a rough part of town, she meets two brothers who run a modest garage. Both men are rugged, loyal, and shaped by hardship—but only one holds the key to her heart. As she becomes entangled in their lives, secrets from the past resurface, passions ignite, and loyalties are tested. Caught between privilege and grit, family expectations and forbidden love, she must choose not only between the brothers—but between the life she knows and the one she truly desires. .

The year is 2022. A black hole has slowly passed by earth and consumed it breaking apart organic and inorganic matter alike into cosmic dust. The laws of science ordinarily at work with no prejudice. As the seas and earth begin to be sucked past the event horizon the people of earth stare at the edges of the primordial beast. Taking in consideration it is probably no larger than the planets core, twice as big as the moon in comparison. The feeling it gives off is unexplainable. An innate pressure and the feeling that it is not there at the same time. Volcanos and tornadoes of godly proportion is now all is seen on the horizon. A rumbling of the earth crust as it breaks into the sky dashes all hope of survival. People are losing their grip on the ground as in turn they get sucked away passing through the void. But there is still air in the void the atmosphere taking on characteristics of a funnel. Unlike theory everyone is not getting crushed but pass through a very thin film on the very edge of the event horizon and lose consciousness. That is truly where this story begins.

This is a story of reincarnation. Of survival. And of the world. Signs. A gift given to humanity's faithful by the God of Creation. The power that allows mankind to perform supernatural feats. All the elements of nature, are within mankind's grasp. Crafts. A gift given to honor humanity's hard work by the Goddess of Salvation. The power that rewards mankind's work and dedication, propels them further beyond the limits. With these powers, mankind has prospered. They weathered tragedies after tragedies. Civilization falls and rebuilds. When one future ends, another begins. There is seemingly no end to humanity's light. Nothing can stop them from growing stronger than ever before. Or so it seems. When faced with impossible odds, what would mankind do? When faced with certain death, what would mankind choose? If it's them... what would they do? A vagrant. Living a life bereft of meaning, he adventures and discovers. With nothing inside him, he went along the waves of life. A warrior. Left behind by everything she held dear, she goes wherever her strength allows her. To where? For whose sake? She does not know. Nor does she care. A mage. With nothing on her name, she strives. Alone, she works. To carve her soul upon the annals of history, she would sacrifice everything for her dream. A scholar. Drowning in his thirst for knowledge. He shunned everyone and everything that he used to hold dear. For nothing could be as fulfilling as making the unknown known. When the fate of the world unknowingly falls upon their hands... What would they become? This is their journey. This is his story. What end will those eyes see? What future will those hands grasp? Nobody shall know. But I can only hope... That their future will be a kind one. [Author's Note: I will be using Indonesian honorifics throughout this story. If you see some words you do not recognize, they might be Indonesian Honorifics. Here are some of them that I often use: Kak (Kakak): Very versatile. It can be used on both male and female. Usually used to refer to someone that's young. Can also be used to refer to older siblings or someone that is older than you. Dik/Dek (Adik): Used to refer to someone younger than you. Usually used for younger siblings. Mas: Usually used to refer to males. Can be used for both old and young males. Mbak: Usually used to refer to females. Can be used for both old and young females. Pak (Bapak): Used to refer to older males or fatherly parental figures. Bu (Ibu): Used to refer to older females or motherly parental figures. Om (Om-om): Used to refer to somewhat older males.]

On the first night shift of the community security guard, my colleague pulled me to watch a small video. When I first saw it, I still had the mentality of watching a play, and joked with my colleagues, saying that this woman has a lot of charm, and I don't know who it will be cheaper. I casual attitude vanishes when I catches a glimpse of the woman's exposed chest, revealing a tattoo identical like my darling's. It's the matching tattoo they got when we first started dating. No, it can't be. It's impossible. It's just a tattoo, right? Surely there could be duplicates out there. But then, the woman in the video coos seductively. "Baby, let's go again. I can't wait any longer." The voice is unmistakable. It belongs to Melody, my wife of ten years.

John Cooper’s collection of rare classic cars and bikes of the 20th century was one of the best in the entire country. It was such a good collection that anyone would want to lay their hands on his priceless collection. When John Cooper was found lying lifeless in his garage, he had an Astra 680 in his hand with one round spent. After a very shallow investigation process, the coroner concluded that it was "death by accident." However, his wife Christiana believed that there was more to his death than met the eye. She contracted Colonel Roger a well-known private detective to investigate the death of her husband, catalog, appraise, and negotiate the sale of her late husband's priceless collections. Several people had boldly approached the gentleman for his collection, some she knew very well could go the extra mile to get whatever they wanted; the question was: had anyone wanted it badly enough to kill John?

Gusto mo bang bumalik sa nakaraan? Kung makakabalik ka naman, may babaguhin ka ba? Handa ka bang panindigan at pagbayaran ang mga kahihinatnan nito? Samahan si Zech na tuklasin ang nakaraan, pigilang mangyari ang nararapat, at alamin ang dahilan kung bakit siya nakabalik

500 years in the future of our Aldrin's favorite game. How will a young man, who has only ever played video games adapt to a whole new world that has been set before his very eyes. A rapidly changing world and a advancing society can he cope with its changes or be left behind. Only He has the answers

(WIP) (Subject to change) Live Line is a open-world virtual reality fantasy game with many fun features that its creators promise "will sure draw players in." With its release comes a girl under the user of: Worldslash (otherwise World) who wishes to forget about her real life and "let go and have fun" in a world where responsibilities and real hardships are nonexistant. ...She has also decided to choose a male avatar instead of female, which, well, no judging but as to why she did is a mystery—Ahem! Forgetting about that, throughout the journey, World completes quests, defeats bosses, and meets friends but most importantly, her—his nemesis: Animalover1 (otherwise Anima). [ World has joined the channel ] [World]: What kind of stupid name is that? [System]: Now, now, World— [World]: No, I'm serious. What kind of idiot is so crazed about animals that they— [Anima]: I am. [World]: Since when the f*** was she here? [System]: I seriously don't know how both of you were able to connect to this channel, but please leave... We will later patch this glitch. And for viewers, we hope to see you playing Live Line. [World]: For the combat! [Anima]: Morelike for the cute animals... [World]: You little— When will you understand those little pet-things you're hoarding are millions of XP that us actual players could be usi— Channel closed due to unexpected interference. [Error Code 0001: Prologue]

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