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The Sage Rat and Its Unique Journeys with Encyclopedia Ball.

What does an internet troll do when the world turns into the most unplayable horror game in history? Astrad, a professional “rat kid,” finds out when the apocalypse cuts his internet connection and forces him out of his room. To his surprise, all those “wasted” hours on monster forums and wikis are now the only guide to not ending up as lunch for an abomination with way too many teeth. Forced out of his cave, Astrad isn’t looking to save humanity—only himself and his dog. However, fate and his own twisted pragmatism push him into leading a group of survivors as dysfunctional as he is. Armed with a pellet rifle, lethal sarcasm, and a journal full of monster weaknesses, he’ll have to navigate an apocalypse where the greatest threat doesn’t always come with claws and fangs—sometimes it hides in human stupidity. To survive, they won’t need a hero. They’ll need a bastard with a plan.

Rat lives a life of violence and crime, his only companions are the other street urchins that share his misfortune. After being betrayed by those closest to him, his new life begins after waking up on his funeral Thumal.

In the Jade River Basin, everything is hungry: the beasts beyond the walls, the proud sects in their mountain perches, even the land and sky themselves. Mortals here live on borrowed time; one wrong step on a misty night and you’re just another corpse in the mud. The Basin doesn’t care how clever or brave you are. If you’re weak, you’ll feed something that isn’t. Yet somehow, a mud-stained nobody called Rat keeps crawling out of this land’s worst death traps alive. He’s a scrap-picker with a smart mouth who should have died a dozen times, but fate seems to have other plans. Maybe it’s dumb luck, or maybe it’s the strange Codex only Rat can see, an uncanny cheat-book of destiny that shows him secret paths to survive the unsurvivable. Whatever it is, it’s the only reason he isn’t worm food… yet. Now the Basin’s dangers are closing in. Sect elders cast shadows over the lowly, monsters slither where they shouldn’t, and even Heaven’s gaze lingers on the rat who refuses to die. Luck might not be enough when the whole world wants you crushed. The Basin devours the weak, so can one resourceful gutter rat defy a world ruled by the strong and claw his way to see another dawn? Content Disclaimer: This story contains violence, blood, and harsh survival themes set in a brutal cultivation world. Expect grit, reversals, and dark humor, but no explicit adult content.

The weight of guilt left him drowning. But sometimes you have to reach the bottom before you can come up for air. Castin is a man hollowed by loss, sleepwalking through the wreckage of his life. When grief finally drags him under, he doesn’t expect to make it back up. And yet, he does. But not to where he began. Surrounded by strangers who speak in half-truths and wear their trauma like armor, Castin is thrust into a world where survival depends on silence, and trust is in short supply. The deeper he’s pulled into this place, the more he realizes his pain didn’t bring him here by accident. It brought him here for a reason. Now, Castin must walk a reality that mirrors his own fractured soul, where the only way out may be to navigate through the very guilt The thought would destroy him. This is a prequel novel to my book "The Acer Chronicles: Liberation's End"

" ch... Choi... Yoo-ona ... I am sorry ... Ple-please let... Let me... Go...." he cried for mercy but it did not affect her. Her eyes was carving for revenge. Her whole body was turned red and she was burning as fire. This time she was definitely looked like the assistant of devil! " please l-let me go... Ple-please... " he endlessly begged to her but she react as she didn't hear him. Now that he has saw his end he want my mercy. She laughed crazily on his request like it was some kind of joke to her. She controlled her laugh and a devil smile appeared on her face. Eyeing him she said, " what is the meaning of begging, when you already did wrong thing." Saying this she knifed him on his heart.. He widened his eyes in pain and fear, this girl before him has totally changed. He begged her but she cruelly killed him. And she laughed watching his expressions like what happen just now was nothing but a satisfaction for her. She will kill everyone who did wrong to her. She is seeking for revenge....

from a powerful warlock a man on the path to become a patron. now rat bleeding out in a cave. my soul may be Werk now but with my memories of my past with my old patron and Ark I will grow one again .... what my Ark {system) is broken, and I can't make a pack with my old patron...... ok new patron new start and new body wait ...... I'm female and rat uncomfortable but I can adapt..

Aaron Smith encounters a weeping lady by the bridge and tries to help her, thinking she might be attempting suicide. Instead, she turns out to be a ghost that kills him with a heart attack. Now his soul has been transferred into a rat within a dungeon. Can this man survive the ordeal, or will he become mere nourishment for novice adventurers? [Note: I’m stepping away for a little while due to personal reasons. Chapters will still come, just not every day. Thank you all for supporting the story and for waiting. It means more than you know.]

A story. .. ... With suspense and thril.

# 1V1 # NOBLELADY The female general has transmigrated to the future. When she opened her eyes, she saw someone snatching a child. She reached out without much thought, but who would have thought the little girl would hug her and say, “Mom, don’t throw me and Brother away!” Since the female general couldn’t go back, she raised her children and educated them. She beat up scumbags and saved men, and achieved another brilliant life. In the face of outrageous people, she was an ice queen. Grandma, sister-in-law, do any of you deserve my time? Faced with her children, it was like a spring breeze in summer. “Little Xing, you’re so smart! Shi Tou, you’re also a good baby!” In the face of men, she was indifferent. “Leave if you want to. You have legs, right? Go on then, I won’t walk you out.” She was a woman with thousands of faces. Even in another world, she was still the most dazzling one.