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I never saw his face. I only breathed him in. He passed me once—on a crowded platform, just long enough for the scent of his cologne to reach me. It wasn’t just a smell. It was a memory I’d never lived, a heartbeat I’d never heard. And in that one breath, I fell. Now I chase a ghost made of fragrance and fantasy. Friends call it obsession. I call it fate. He doesn’t know I exist. But I’m about to change that. A story about the chemistry we can’t explain, the strangers who leave a mark, and the magic of falling for someone who may not even be real.

"Beware, oh Light. For when your Herald falls, so begin the drums of war." World eating beasts, gods that are supposed to be gone, an evil sect of the powerful elite planning from the shadows, A dead Herald of light and Heralds that cannot sing anymore. Wierd new Krystals that are killing people. Yup, The Empire is a drum of fuel soaked shtak waiting for one little match, and I just might be it. My name is Aletta Cologne, and yesterday if I was asked to introduce myself I would've said; bounty hunter by day, bounty hunter by night. Antiquities dealer every weekend, Scholastic Historian when I've got the time. The only thing cool about my life is the fact that I am best friends with a Herald. Heralds are the glue that holds The Iragan Empire together. Ordained by the Great Mother herself to sing her prophecies and make life so much easier for the rest of us. That all changes when my mother; THE Herald of Light, is murdered, and the heralds begin to lose their mana, fulfilling a three-thousand-year-old prophecy. The Nazgul are world eating creatures of the dark that have been locked out of this dimension for thousands of years. They have never stopped searching for a point of entry. Without the Herald of light, we are the weakest there is. If we do not find my mother's killer, then her soul cannot anoint the new Herald. Without the Herald of Light to keep the Velos gate closed the Nazgul will come through and consume our existence. Oh, and there is a shadowy sect of the Elite plotting to rip power from the heralds. I shouldn't have gotten out of bed this morning.

The Earth and Reality hate and cursed him, Thus, Death led him to a world where everyone hated him even more.

┍━━━━━━━♔━━━━━━━┑ ????? ???????????? "For the people." »»————-　♔　————-«« ????? ???????????? "One will rise, one will fall." »»————-　♔　————-«« ????? ?????????? "Long live the queen." ┕━━━━━━━♔━━━━━━━┙

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WARNING 18+: NOVEL ini mengandung unsur Petarungan berdarah, obat terlarang, minuman keras dan pembunuhan kejam. Tidak ada menyinggung pihak tertentu. Bijaklah dalam membaca. Andra, pemuda desa yang berani dan jujur, datang ke kota dengan harapan sederhana: mencari makan dari keringat sendiri. Ia bekerja sebagai buruh harian di proyek-proyek kecil membawa semen, mengangkut bata, tidur di barak sempit, dan makan seadanya. Tapi hidup di kota tak pernah sederhana. Ketika temannya tewas dalam proyek yang sengaja ditutup-tutupi, Andra tahu: dunia tempatnya bekerja jauh lebih gelap dari yang ia bayangkan. Keadaan memaksa Andra menerima tawaran pekerjaan dari seseorang yang dulu sering datang ke proyek: mandor bayangan yang bekerja untuk jaringan mafia konstruksi bawah tanah. Proyek-proyek ilegal. Gudang narkoba yang disamarkan sebagai renovasi. Pembangunan fiktif yang hanya ada di atas kertas. Tanpa sadar, Andra bukan lagi buruh bangunan biasa—ia kini bagian dari sistem gelap yang membangun kekuasaan dari beton dan peluru. Ia dibayar mahal, tapi setiap harinya dihantui pilihan moral: bertahan demi hidup... atau melawan dan mungkin dikubur dalam coran bangunan berikutnya.

Alors que la Corruption Émeraude s'étendait dans le pays d'Asamer, un petit groupe d'aventuriers, de guerriers, de gredins et de fous combattaient les forces du mal grandissant à Asamer. C'est au plus grand désespoir des vivants que ce groupe fut vaincu et que le monde d'Ellroy fut en proie à une corruption grandissante. 9 années plus tard, nous retrouvons ce monde dans les débuts du chaos et d'une nouvelle ère, l'ère du crépuscule.

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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.