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"Don't touch there, it's dirty..." Su Yanyun flushes. The man smiles slightly and wipes the mud stains on her feet. "My baby, it's not dirty." Overnight, Young Master Yi changes from being a clean freak who is unable to even get close to his relatives to being desensitized and doting on this little woman of unknown origins. "Hubby, the baby in my belly is calling you!" Even if he has to cross half of Earth, Young Master Yi would still fly back overnight. "Boohoo, Hubby, they called the baby a bastard!" Capture all the scums who spread this rumor! "Hubby, I want to bring our baby on a trip!" Young Master Yi: "Don't forget to bring your luggage." "Which one?" "Me."

I started off as nothing, just a mass of consciousness that slowly evolved. Just your average overpowered existence hungry for a multiverse adventure. Demons? They are my friends. Monsters? They are delicacies. Heroes? Not even equal to the dirt on my boots. Royalty? Money Machi- Ahem, a pleasure doing business. Immortals and Gods? Share with me the latest gossips! With power comes responsibility, but I'm just a ball... or am I just a ball? Watch as I regain my memories and beat up my past self. Note: No common sense in the story. Highly controversial. This is a contracted work, expect to unlock chapters. Season 1's standards differ greatly. Drama seekers, toxic bitches and overly-sensitive folks who cannot chillax not welcomed. Author also has indemnity to typo, grammar mistakes and English bugs throughout the story. You have been warned. Proceed with caution and enjoy. *** Note: Please check out new contracted work Monarch of Solitude if you liked the author's work. Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/destinyaitsuji Discord: https://discord.gg/UrtDMXn

Hayama traveled and was reborn as a Saiyan baby in Dragon Ball. After crossing into the high-risk and high-strength Dragon Ball world, Ye Shan said that he was too panicked. Fortunately, there are still benefits for travelers. Twelve Modifiers Version 1.0! F110 times the training speed! Let you feel the sourness that your cultivation is like sitting on a rocket! ~ F210 times savvy! ! There are no martial arts moves in this world that I can't learn, just let me take a look. Just a glance! F3 unlimited strength! ! Just look at the name! ! F4 .............................................. has twelve items Modifier, Ye Shan said, slaughtering gods and destroying Buddhas is a breeze~~! ------------------------------------------------------ This fan-fic is not mine, all property is the original author I will only publish.

[Mature Content, No Rape, Sweet/Cute FL] A beautiful mermaid was suddenly thrown into a strange new world due to some prophecy she didn't understand. Her beautiful azure and indigo mermaid tail was transformed to human legs and she was forced to the surface without any guidance, completely clueless as to how to survive. Follow sweet Naia’s journey as she slowly understood more about the human world and what she needed to do, affecting various human lives along the way. It was just that... in some strange turns of events, she found herself dipping into the entertainment industry. Her beauty and talent let her sashay into becoming a household name with unprecedented momentum, leaving a trail of high-quality admirers in her wake. It was just that these men... were helpful as they were troublesome. How could this affect her mission? [Warning: Naive FL (at first) but will grow as an independent woman by arc 2] *** The cover and images are by lovely awesome ladies Lotuslin and QueenFrieza~!

"Is Fate the excuse of the forsaken, is Free Will the delusion of the chosen?" Such was a question that Xavier, the Demon King, never had the chance to ask himself. As he lay defeated, awaiting his death, he wondered about the wretched life he lived. 'The hero who killed me, the one who held the same ambitions as me. We both wanted good for the people, for the world. We are both two sides of the same coin, yet, fate decided that he will be the one the light will shine on. Perhaps it was me too, perhaps it was my karma for flowing the rivers of blood with my sword. But still... It was fate that squashed the humanity in me first! Damn fate, if I had one more chance, I would've lived for myself more, I wouldn't have taken this arbitrary role of being a necessary evil... This world, this game of destiny... It can burn to ashes for all I care.' As he sunk into the cold embrace of death, a certain [REDACTED] heard his dying wish with amusement and cast their die, reversing the wheel of time one last time and going all in on him on a risky gamble with the stakes of their world. ************** Discord Server (fixed): https://discord.gg/rZhT6zdp2f Author is on a break, exams are coming soon. The placeholder chapters are being updated, so you will not be notified if you add to library, since it's technically not a new chapter. ...Plus working on a new book that'll be released next year

Zunächst blieben die menschliche Welt und die göttliche Welt in Harmonie, bis die Welt aufhörte, an die Götter zu glauben, und die Bindungen zwischen ihnen völlig abbrachen. Einige Zeit später geriet die göttliche Welt in völliges Chaos zwischen den verschiedenen Gottheiten, was sich auch auf die Welt der Sterblichen auswirkte. Inmitten dieses Krieges interagierten verschiedene Gottheiten miteinander und mit Menschen, was zur Entstehung von Göttern und Halbgöttern führte. Ich werde Ihnen die Geschichte eines Jungen erzählen, der weit von all dem entfernt ist, Eden Yomi.

En un inicio, el mundo humano y el mundo divino se mantenían en armonía, hasta que el mundo dejó de creer en los dioses, rompiendo completamente los lazos entre ellos. Tiempo después, el mundo divino se vio sumergido en un completo caos entre las distintas divinidades, afectando al mundo mortal. en medio de esta guerra distintas divinidades se relacionaron entre ellas y con humanos, lo cual, dio lugar al surgimiento de dioses y semidioses. Te contaré la historia de un chico alejado de todo eso, Edén Yomi.

_ _ _ He only sought to leave a legacy behind because he was set to die by twenty-five years old. Becoming a blood drinking monster was not in his plans. But his plans derailed when his grandfather got him with one of his pranks even after he had been dead for one year already. And now, he found tied to someone else, a woman who, upon their first ‘meeting’, tied him to a chair, and threatened him. If only he knew. He didn't care about fate, but fate did care about him. And that fate would bring out his heritage, and determine if he would live, and build his legacy into something bigger, or really die, after taking the first step. _ _ _ The unavoidable pyre is the one built from desires, so always be prepared to burn. . . . Their first meeting? She broke into his apartment and tied him to a chair. Of course she got what she wanted, but not the last laugh, ending up tied to him in what could only be called a forced engagement. After all, only if she was his other half should she share his misfortune with him, just like the red string is forcing her, right? Shackles, heirship, legacy… and life. Some to be fought, others to be fought for, because maybe he didn't know, or maybe he did, that the last misfortune was coming for him, even though he… never drank blood, or precisely because he never did. Two sides of the same coin. Fighting together was not a choice anymore. And in the eyes of their entangled fate, it might never have been, actually, since the very beginning. . . . "Grandp- Grandpa, you have screwed me over." "Of course not." "But-" "No but. You are my favorite grandson, how can I not want what is best for you?" "You tied me with the woman who tortured me and most probably planned to kill me! And you say that is the best for me?" "Oh, don't overdramatize things, grandson. We both know you just played along." "..." "Anyway, the red string has already been tied. There is nothing that can be done anymore." "Gramps-" "Shuuut, go away. I'm already dead, stop bothering me." "Gramps-" "There, there... Go, fate is waiting for you." "Arghhh... Damn you, old man!!!" "Hehehe... You will thank me later." "ARGHHHHH!!! DAMN YOU!!!" Follow me on discord. https://discord.gg/C86EJvCJdd

JM's life is routine until Luna arrives—a mysterious girl only he can see. Bonding over whispered secrets and neon-lit nights, he unravels a heartbreaking truth: she's a ghost, and their beautiful connection is a tragedy waiting to happen.

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!