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"There is a thin line between poison and medicine, and I shall make you dance on it!" Dead and reincarnated, Shen Bao finds himself in a world of cultivation, a world he only believed that existed in stories and books. With hopes of heights and abilities far than what the mortal man could ever dream of, he's given a new purpose in life, however, fate had other surprises in store for him. What should have commenced as a regular life in any reincarnation story, for Shen Bao everything turned upside down when he found out that he doesn't have the ability to cultivate...

Tidak semua orang mendapat kesempatan kedua dalam hidup, namun tak sedikit pula yang justru menggunakan kesempatan yang diberikan itu hanya untuk memuaskan nafsu keduniawian saja. Begitupula yang terjadi pada Keisha. Mengkhianati orang yang justru berperan besar dalam mengangkat kehidupan, bahkan rasa percaya dirinya. Dan saat semua sudah terlanjur terjadi, kata maaf dan penyesalan tentu tidak lagi berguna, sebab karma itu menyakitkan.

Mia: "There are three kinds of humans in this world, wet bananas, inedible bananas, and rotten bananas." Mob A&B&C: "What?" Mia: "I want to play a game. You will pick one of the bananas, and tell me what what type of humans you are." Mob A: "Screw you. Why should I?" *Mia killed Mob A* Mia: "Your turn." Mob B: "I'm a human, not a banana." *Mia killed Mob B and stuffed him into a banana.* Mia: "Your turn." Mob C: "I-I'm a wet banana." Mia: "Good choice!" *Nom-Nom Mew!* (Food!) *Tama killed Mob C* In a distant future, a dystopian age where mankind journeyed to space and claimed it as their playground. Laws are less sacred, and battle fleets of spaceships were the new rules. Hiding from all population, the Milky Way Government researched into immortality. Living in VRMMO games is also one of their answers, but that was not their real goal.... The feminine-looking Mia, a 16-year-old young man with a forgotten dark past, lived a normal life on earth. Everything changed when the government created a new VRMMO game and forced elite students to join. Enticed by the weaponry, mechanical units, and the robots, Mia played the game without realizing about the government's secret. Follow our multi-personality Trap Hero as the mystery slowly unfurls as he rediscovers his forgotten past while he dives head-first into wars... *Nom-Nom Mew?* (You got food?) ************************ Tags Gender Bender, Mecha, VRMMO, Sci-Fi, Military, Apocalypse, Evolution, Mutants, Zombies, No Homo ************************ From chapter 153 onward, all chapters have been proof-read by Ashmrth. -------------------------------- Discord: https://discord.gg/gRSnV3B

Arriving in a strange world filled with cultivators, Chu Che suddenly becomes the owner of an Entertainment system... Specifically, he becomes the owner of an Entertainment Park. [Chu Che: What? I get to own an Entertainment Park in another word? Author: Zip It MC. I'm talking. Chu Che: ("_")] .... The young Chu Che begins his rise to the top. And along his path, he becomes a legendary master who countless people dare not offend. [Emperor Hoshi]: Hahahahahahaha! I've just broken through after watching the 7th season of one piece! As expected of the entertainment park!" [The Great Elder Pei Mo]: "Damn You Park Owner! How can you close the park now? I was just about to rank up in the Elder Scrolls game!" [Fairy Wei Wei]: "This game is too much! How can I fall into a pit of snakes just like that? No way. I'm not reconciled! I, Fairy Wei Wei, must become victorious in this game of snakes and ladders." [Goddess Laila]: ... ~Oooooooooo! Why is it so tragic? What happened to senior John Snow? How can he be dead? Owner, you go in there and save him now!" (-_-) ... The mighty Chu Che opened an 'Anime, Gaming, & Fantasy Entertainment Park, which shattered the reality of many and led to the rise of countless experts. Thus, the young man became the most invincible man to all. . Thank you, everyone! I will post daily, so stay tuned! ......

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"It's already 12:30 a.m., thirty minutes past midnight and I still can't locate the fucking grave. Just how deep did these assholes bury her? Were they trying to hide a body or dig to the Earth's core? I know, I know. You're probably wondering what the hell a woman in her late twenties is doing in a cemetery, covered in dirt, and digging up graves like it's a normal Friday night. And no, I'm not a gravedigger............" I had three fucking rules. Just three. And sure, no problem with the undead—until me and my brilliant fucking stupidity decided to break every single one. **Rule one**: Don’t remove the necklace. **Rule two**: Don’t talk to him. **Rule three**: For the love of all things holy—don’t open the fucking cage. Simple, right? Apparently not. I shattered them. One by one. Like an idiot playing with a loaded gun. And now? The most dangerous vampire in existence is free. Two others are hot on my tail. And I have no idea what the fuck I’ve gotten myself into.

Sage and Rosemary, two best friends who are inseparable. after graduating from the academy, their lives are turned upside down by sudden disappearances, murders, and learning their families secrets. While going through different circumstances they wonder who can be trusted, but what happens when they find out their lives are in danger by someone that's suppose to love them.

Apocalypse had descended! Strange creatures sprung out from the earth bringing calamity upon the world, the earth was twisted beyond measure and even the moon was engulfed by the chaos. But it was only for a time, up until all waves of beasts would be cleared and the torment would lift, pending it's re-descent—in a never ending loop. A judgment from the gods. Their sins? No one had a clue. Their path to forgiveness? Even more unclear. Their only salvation was the Curse Bearers, people who could bend the wind to their will, move objects with as little as a thought and call mythical beasts to their aid. Ark was one of them, albeit with a little quirk. He was cursed to die, his curse set to consume his soul. But it was going to take far more than that to kill one born with the Heritage of a god! —————————————> R18 is for gore and Dark themes. Note: This is not your typical Apocalypse novel, the apocalypse is a well represented theme among many others. Just give it a read, I’m sure you’ll like it… or so they all say ;) Additional Tags: Two Worlds, Unusual system Discord-> https://discord.gg/ShvP6UjxNS (speak with the author, exclusive character art and more!)

[Thou shall perish like the Tarnished…] [I Have Made The Foolish Mistake Of Trusting A Tarnished…] [Oh, Foul Tarnished…] *** An orphan by the name of June found himself swept into the wretches of the Ark, a magical world that connected its existence to the world from which he came… the Mortal Realm. Realizing he was a dead man, he accepted his fate… only, his fate turned out to be drastically different than what he had expected. In fact, it offered him an opportunity to live, something he thought wasn’t possible. But with such an opportunity, came a cost, and his… well, was a dark one.

They say powerful families eventually become core pillars of any kingdom and empire, that eventually, they would grow so powerful they would become impenetrable to outside forces. And yet, one such behemoth fell to a mere surprise attack. How? These were Alex's thoughts for as long as he ran from his falling family. Shoved into a carriage and separated from his parents, forced to leave his home and start anew inside a mere kingdom. Hunger forced his hand, making him turn to a place that welcomed him. A place that doubles as a home for orphans, for those unwanted, and for those sold by their parents for a bit more coin ...and a slaughterhouse for a lot of these poor souls. Hello readers. Author here. I feel the need to write my thoughts here so there won't be any problems further down the line. What I want to write is a mostly pure-Fantasy novel, so don't expect the MC to be the absolute best in everything he does, says, or thinks, at least for the starting bit. I am still trying to make heads or tails about this novel after all. In any case, that would be a long way off. The world I envision is a bit dark, and I plan to tackle some more mature themes if I get the chance. So, with that said, I don't want to read a 1-star or 2-star review of some kid who got into my novel expecting to get a quick dose of dopamine and receive little in return. The novel is going to be a slow burner, and your job as readers will be to pick it apart, piece by piece. Look forward to missing links, unfinished storylines, and potential plot twists. Feel free to comment wherever you want. I love talking with you, the readers, about the future of this story and where it could go next. It's as fun for me to write it as it is for you to enjoy reading it. I am from Europe, so English is not my first language, which is why I wholeheartedly accept constructive criticism, a rare breed of reviews here. If you notice that I make the same mistake twice, a grammatical one for example, I would rather you tell me the correct way to use it than just shrug it off and say, "Grammar bad". If you want something else from what is going on here, even though my work may not be the most unique one out there, I hope you will give it a try. Oh? You're still reading this? In that case, you may receive a snippet of more information about our favourite and perfect (Sarcasm) MC. "Where are you from, kid?" Asked a grizzled old man, looking at a tired and wet boy no older than eight. "I seek shelter, mister." The boy responded weakly, trying his hardest not to faint on the spot. "This is no shelter, boy. If you want to rest, try your luck elsewhere." The man shook his head. He tried closing the door but the kid shoved his hand to prevent it. Ignoring the blinding pain in his arm, the boy pleaded. "I know you take in kids like me. Please." The boy begged, the strength in his legs starting to give out. The old man clicked his tongue. "We kill kids, boy." "Some survive. Please." The boy passed out.