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Nine Kingdoms. One Emperor.A single prophecy,an impending War. The empire of Atamesia is divided into nine Kingdoms. It's warriors fierce and it's greatness unparalleled. Within Atamesia are the sungtai, people marked ,favored and gifted by the Nine Gods. Princess Zahara is one such person. Born with the mark of the Gods, Zahara is yet to manifest her gift. As her Coming of Age looms closer, Zahara will have to awaken her Mark or lose her birthright and throne to her cousin,Panesia. Meanwhile,a vengeful witch and an ambitious Clan Head forge an alliance that'll cause a deadly rebellion and threaten the fragile peace of Atamesia.

Henry Renner - a simple 22 year old male, no girlfriend, no friends, no family. He only solely focused on his job and studies, while trying to live his calm average life, with no disturbances whatsoever. “Being born in 2256 is hard…” is what he thought as the robot maid handed him a can of cold beer. He lazily put on his headphones and gradually lost consciousness…then he woke up in the other world. PAUSED for the time being.

Henry Garagam, an expert player of Sea of Conquest, dies in a tragic and bizarre incident—burned alive by acid at the hands of a secret organization. When he awakens, he finds himself reincarnated in the very game he mastered. Armed with his deep knowledge of the world, Henry sets out to achieve his ultimate dream: becoming a legendary pirate feared and admired across the seas. However, there's a slight problem. While Henry believes he is simply playing the role of a mysterious and cool pirate lord, the world around him takes his every word and action far too seriously. His exaggerated declarations, strategic "coincidences," and sheer dumb luck make him seem like a mastermind of the seas—one prophesized to shake the world itself. As he rebuilds his ship, gathers an eccentric crew, and unintentionally sparks war between pirate factions and imperial forces, Henry’s legend grows beyond anything he ever imagined. But will he rule through fear, forge a pirate republic, or harness the lost power of an ancient civilization? One thing is certain: the saga of Henry Garagam is only just beginning. - This is based on the mobile game Sea of Conquest. Although the main character name is the same by coincidence. I just found out recently.

If you're here for a black-haired prodigy who unlocks their true powers by chapter 3, then I thank you for your time, and politely suggest you turn around. This isn't that kind of story. An amnesic wakes up in a doll's body, empty, no name, no warmth, no talent. Only memories that never existed, trapped inside a surreal, collapsing world where nothing makes sense and purpose must be carved by hand, she is not the chosen one— She isn't even chosen. This is not a world that rewards effort, and yet she will bleed for progress. Train for hours. Swing poorly. Stand again. Fail again. The story follows her— the Lamb of Clay— as she stumbles through horror, sanity, memory, absurdity, and silence. There is no harem. No system screen. No instant gratification. Only someone with no history, trying to forge meaning in a dying dream and learning about life through philosophical conundrums. Yet at the same time, if you came just to see something really edgy, then this might not be what you seek. The doll will actually spread wings, these wings may be broken, but even broken wings help you to fall. This is my billet-doux (a fancy word I've always wanted to use but never had the chance) to the written world. Sometimes it feels like a light novel, and other times like a novel. It's not perfect because it's not meant to be; it's mine, and I enjoy it being mine. So prepare yourself, because my dream is ending, and I have to at least leave a footprint in this world of what was once my dream. (As I mentioned before, this is my billet-doux, probably in 5-10 years the process of writing will just be a bunch of AI's with our personal data so I had to rush this without properly learning everything I wished I could, even if it's not a 10/10 masterpiece, the work is good enough to be at least 7/10 I also might or not might teach you something.) Please share, and give comments about what you think... Any feedback is appreciated as long as it makes sense and isn't pointless or biased rambling. English is not my main language ---- Works that my friend said are similar: The metamorphosis, Made in Abyss, Dark Souls, and Puella Magi Madoka Magika... (I genuinely don't see it with the last one)

The Crown of Clay is a crown made by the gods. it signifies the beauty of the blacks in the Village. Foreigners are trying to take the crown ready to pay huge amount of money for the crown. The gods will curse anyone that sells the crown. The crown of Clay is kept in the shrine but no one to guard it. The gods the came up with a plan...

Henry Mikaelson, the great evil who spreads fear all over the world. He’s the strongest Upgraded Tribrid ever. He strikes fear in the hearts of his enemies and will even dagger or stake his family to get what we he wants. “The Supernatural world is nothing but ants compared to the power of a God” Rebekah: “Brother stop this madness” “I can’t stop this madness!”

A bittersweet short story about a lifetime love affair. Henry and Jim have spent a life in love, from the very first date arranged by Henry's sister, through the rocky times they worked to make ends meet, and into their twilight years.<br><br>Old men now, Henry reminisces about the love they've shared as he learns to cope with Jim's fading memory and his own fear of being forgotten by the only man he's ever loved.

This work is intended to stand unto itself as more a living, breathing, portrait of art painted with carefully chosen words, than just a really interesting story told. The intent here is for the reader to view the landscape through the eyes of the main character, to feel what he does as he ambles along in this adventure. When the main character feels the pain and pleasures of the old dirt road, then all will only be right if the reader feels these same identical experiences. As the phantom of the old dirt lashes out in retribution of the sins in the main character's past, then the hope here likewise is that the reader will feel the need for adjustment in the course of his own life, as he too travels the old dirt road through the world of the secular experience. Upon reaching this point in the story, the reader should experience the thrills of an exciting climax as the main character reaches the point of his destination, as well as end the experience with a new positive in-site into the plan for improvement into both his own secular and spiritual 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!

# 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.