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``` Protagonista trabajador: sí, elenco secundario interesante: sí, construcción de mundo: sí, protagonista todopoderoso: sí, transmigración: sí. Atticus enfrentó el peor día de su vida: su corazón fue destrozado, y de repente fue asesinado en su hogar, solo para despertar en un reino mágico como el heredero de una de las familias más poderosas en el dominio humano. Movido por la determinación, juró volverse más fuerte y cobrar venganza contra quienquiera que lo matara y lo trajera a este mundo, no importa el coste. A/N 1. No hay harén. 2. El MC solo se preocupa por sí mismo y su familia. No le importa cruzar la línea si eso significa que puede mantenerse a sí mismo y a su familia a salvo. 3. Tiene una personalidad extremadamente vengativa. Independientemente de la razón o por lo que estés pasando, no le importa. Lo que importa es que lo heriste, y eso es todo lo que necesita. 4. No habrá 'ocultamiento de fuerza'. Será cauteloso con lo que muestra, pero no perderá si puede evitarlo. 5. El MC trabaja duro por su fuerza; no te dejes engañar por la etiqueta del sistema. 6. Por último, si tienes algún atisbo de gusto por esta novela, dame todo lo que tienes, jajaja. Es una broma, por favor, dame piedras de poder y deja reseñas. ¡Gracias! Discord: https://discord.gg/t7z25ZzKX3 ```

In a dilapidated temple, a young man receives an outdoor webcast system, and thus, his webcast journey begins. He easily finds lingzhi worth thousands of dollars, keeps a falcon as his pet, and displays skills that leave his audience in awe. When he turns his head around, he discovers that the whole world is watching him. When he joins a show, everyone asks, "Is this webcaster cultivating to be a deity?" Someone exclaims, "This isn't an adventure, this is a vacation!" A reporter asks him, "Your fans claim that you know martial arts. Is that true?" He answers, "Not true." Yet, in the next moment, when a little red bird flies past him, he takes a leap from a tall platform before jumping down…

Tras la transmigración, Yun Yi se convirtió en la damisela enamorada con un nombre homófono al suyo, Chuyunyi. La dueña original no solo fue víctima de intrigas en su trabajo sino que también fue engañada para inscribirse e ir al campo. Descubriendo inadvertidamente que la persona que afirmaba quererla estaba secretamente reuniéndose con alguien más a sus espaldas, finalmente entendió que todo fue manipulación de ellos. Cuando estaba descorazonada y recibió la noticia del accidente de su abuelo, quedó tan devastada que pereció encima del salón de duelo. Yun Yi usó sus propios métodos contra ellos, recuperando su trabajo con medios contundentes, convirtiendo a los intrigantes de la familia original en parias sociales. También rompió convenientemente el compromiso con el prometido que menospreciaba a la dueña original. ¡Bah! ¿Quién sabe quién menospreciará a quién en el futuro? Mirando el dedo dorado que obtuvo por casualidad, suspiró en su corazón: "Una bendición disfrazada". ¿En cuanto a buscar parientes? Que sea lo que tenga que ser. No tenía intención de cargarse con un montón de ancestros; la identidad de una chica solitaria le iba perfectamente. La primera vez que se conocieron, le sangró la nariz por el baloncesto que él lanzó... La segunda vez que se conocieron, la confundieron con una cómplice, y ambos escaparon del peligro con tácita cooperación... La... enésima vez que se encontraron, casi se convirtió en la cura del hombre, ¿qué tipo de destino retorcido era este...? Un bordado de doble cara hizo que Huo Si, amante del té Pu'er y abstinente de mujeres, la persiguiera como loco, golpeándose la cabeza contra la pared por ella. La gente del complejo elogiaba la rectitud de Huo Si, pero no sabían que su sacrificio por la familia era solo una pantalla para poder estar a su lado abierta y legítimamente. La pequeña mujer se apoyó en su hombro, su voz suave y agraviada: "A todos les disgusto. Incluso dicen que soy una zorra que usó trucos para seducirte". Huo Si, hacia aquellos que la habían dañado e intrigado contra ella, declaró con arrogancia: Tolerancia cero. Los hizo 'abofetearse a sí mismos' con sus acciones. ¡Ella es su balanza que no debe ser tocada! ¡El marido tres veces enamorado está en línea!

It was just meant to be another day of work, stacking shelves, cleaning floors, and standing until your feet dropped off. It was simply meant to be another day at work. Until it wasn't. Malik was now dead. He had died. He knew that he had. It would be the only reason to explain why he was in this place. Trapped in an old, dusty building, unable to smash through any of the windows, unseen by all the people who walked outside, Malik is now all alone and struggling to survive. Especially at night time, when the walls start warping, the world twists, and people begin to walk out, from inside the walls and wallpaper.

Francis Hall es un estudiante de secundaria promedio, el tipo de chico que no destaca mucho: notas regulares, tardes de videojuegos, cigarrillos escondidos y alguna que otra noche de alcohol compartido con su grupo de amigos. Nada fuera de lo común, solo lo típico para pasar el tiempo en una región donde nunca ocurre nada interesante. Pero todo cambia cuando su mejor amigo, J, empieza a hablar de cosas extrañas. Primero, sucesos pequeños: fiebres repentinas, comportamientos erráticos, figuras donde no debería haber nadie. Después, lo imposible: personas desaparecen, los cuerpos aparecen… diferentes. Al principio, nadie le cree. Pero todos saben una cosa: J nunca se equivoca. Y esta vez, lo que J dice empieza a cumplirse. Uno a uno. Una presencia se está extendiendo como un virus. No se sabe si es una enfermedad, una mutación o algo peor… solo que nadie logra detenerlo, y cada día crece más. Ahora conocido como “Z” dentro de su círculo, Francis se encuentra atrapado en una lucha por sobrevivir en un mundo que se desmorona, donde las reglas de la normalidad ya no existen y la amenaza de lo desconocido acecha en cada sombra. En un mundo al borde del colapso, Z tendrá que aprender a confiar en su instinto, en sus amigos… y en J, si quiere tener alguna oportunidad de seguir con vida. Porque lo peor no ha llegado aún. Y lo que está allá afuera, no es humano.

In the kingdom of the great dragon, people were very rich. But the human race, which was always poor, has only been suffering from oppression. Vampires and dragons were never meant to be together, but some wizards separated them, Where vampires and rich Godess lived. A place was made far away from there, when the dragon , wolf and the poor people could live. But being a great state, some hidden secret was causing problems.Similarly, the queen of fairies also had to go to the dragon's and wolf's part. In order to protect the dragon's queen from the evil kings, the queen is read to pollute her pure blood. Arora has to bear the brunt of the devil's death.

When I awoke, I was in a place that wasn’t my room. silk pillow beneath my head, and rich tapestries hanging on the walls. I tried to sit up, but my body felt heavy, like it wasn’t mine. I had somehow been reincarnated into a body—the third daughter of the Marquis?! life as the third daughter of the Marquis family was peaceful. Nothing extraordinary ever happened. I spent my days in the comfort of my family's estate, away from the hustle and bustle of court life. My father, though distant, provided for us, and my sisters—while not always the most agreeable—had their own lives to focus on. I was content, living quietly, with no desire for anything more. That is, until I stumbled upon a book. A beautiful cheap novel that talks about a main character who is trying to survive. But I never imagined that the world I read about would collide with my own life. One evening, my father summoned us all to the drawing room. His tone was unusually serious, and the moment I entered, I could feel the tension in the air. He stood at the center, his gaze fixed on something—or someone—I couldn’t see yet. “I have an illegitimate daughter,” he announced, his voice steady but with a hint of something else beneath it. I froze. The words barely registered at first. But then, as he continued, I realized something that made my heart race. The girl he spoke of, this Aorbel, matched the description from the novel I’d read to the smallest detail. “Her name is Aorbel,” my father continued, “and due to the circumstances, she will now be recognized in society as my daughter.” I watched as a delicate figure stepped forward—a girl with platinum blonde hair that shimmered with a faint pinkish hue, and amber eyes ! she appeared. She was small, fragile-looking, her body almost too delicate to belong in such an imposing space. But it was the way she spoke that caught me off guard. "H-hello..." she stuttered, her voice trembling slightly as she introduced herself. "I-It's nice to m-meet you all... M-my name is Aorbel." The name echoed in my mind, and I felt my pulse quicken. Aorbel—the heroine of the novel. I had read about her, followed her story. She was the one who was shunned, rejected, and Her sisters are going to die! Literally! Over some bullshit! Aorbel was real. And worse, her fate was tied to mine. I remembered the novel’s ending. Aorbel’s sisters would all perish!. *I* would perish. Suddenly, the quiet life I had built for myself felt like it was slipping through my fingers. I wasn’t about to sit by and wait for a fate I’d already read about. So, I did what I thought was the only logical thing: I ran. I fled to the countryside, to the village of Hayat, where no one would know my name or my family. There, I lived a quiet life—just like I had always wanted. I had no titles, no expectations. I could finally breathe. But even in the peace of Hayat, trouble had a way of finding me! RIGHT? ............ but...why..i'm here ? , I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry at the absurdity of it all. How had my life become so tangled with these nobles, these politics? When I stood before the king, I kept my composure. “It is my duty, Your Majesty,” I said, trying to maintain the calm facade I had perfected. But inside, my mind was racing. *This wasn’t supposed to happen. I just wanted a peaceful life!* The king smiled , but there was an unsettling gleam in his eyes. “Your service has been invaluable, Lady Kevoyal Orilord,” he said, as if my life had been part of some grand design all along. I wanted to scream, to tell him that I had no interest in titles, in recognition, in any of it. But there I stood, accepting the medal, caught in a web of fate I had never wanted. ! SOMONE PLEASE SAVE ME ! And so, the girl who only wanted a quiet life in a rocking chair found herself tangled in something much more complicated than she had ever imagined!!!!

The young guy with meaningless life becomes a powerful person in another world.

Kehidupan tidak selalu berjalan dengan mulus, banyak rintangan serta cobaan yang membuat kita terpuruk dalam kesedihan dan putus asa untuk menghadapinya. Meskipun aku berusaha menjalani hidup dengan benar dan lurus, namun penderitaan ini membuatku makin menyesali segala pilihan yang telah aku buat. Aku melewatkan segala hal demi apa yang aku prioritaskan, mengabaikan perasaanku demi orang lain, dan menjadi pribadi yang tidak mengerti cara menjalani hidup dengan penuh kesenangan. Hingga bunuh diri menjadi jalan untuk mengakhiri kehidupanku yang menyedihkan ini, dan semua penyesalan dalam diri membawaku kembali ke masa lalu. Ingatlah bahwa setiap pilihan yang kalian ambil berpengaruh terhadap masa depan, dua rute kehidupan mungkin salah satunya akan membawa akhir yang bahagia... atau menjadi akhir yang tragis, karena mengubah masa lalu bisa membuka berbagai kemungkinan. Jika kamu diberi kesempatan kedua, apakah kamu akan memilih untuk mengubah hidupmu atau memperbaiki hidupmu?

"i am weak for you."His eyes could tell. Tell him you feel the same way for him. No!! I can't risk it, He may die if i do. "Ina say something,please."He touched her cheeks. "I have nothing to say to you, Your Majesty." Ina felt her heart ache on seeing the pain in his eyes. Only if he knew how she wanted to scream out her true feelings for him. How madly she had fallen for him,his monsters,his flaws and everything about him. How she so much wanted him to have her in his arms. But she was scared that she wouldn't be enough for him_she couldn't offer him anything but pain. He deserved so much love_a love so much better than hers. If only she was a different person,she would have loved him with all her heart. He had to stay away from her or else he would end up dead like Octavia and Aimilios. She had to do that to protect him.