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"Rob (Rank ???): Able to rob another person’s ability. Yang Xi felt hopeless as the world seemed to want him to shine. At first, he was a nobody trying to save his sister, but he became the one who had to shoulder the future of mankind. Then, he created an organization just so he could hide his identity, but it became a force that had stretched its claw to every corner of the world. And, when he gave one of his subordinates the power of [Training], that subordinate managed to evolve it into the strongest Divine Body…"

Everyone landed on Boundless Land and became a land ruler participating in the Ten Thousand Races Conquest Tournament. At the start of their arrival, each land ruler would receive a random starting Soldier-type Building. Recruit soldiers, fend against enemies, plunder resources, build an empire, and conquer all ten thousand races! Joe was surprised to discover that… he had rolled the unique Soldier-type Building — Demon Transformation Blood Pool! It could cultivate demons! “Haha, mine is a high-tier Soldier-type Building, it can summon elves!” “Mine is a top-tier Soldier-type Building, it can summon dragons to swarm the skies!” “I can summon the Golden Behemoth, its strength sees no limits…...” Seeing these gloating messages, Joe couldn’t help but sink into deep thought. His demons are the dwellers of hell, a unique soldier-type. Small Demon, Great Demon, Demon King, Demon Ruler, Demon Overlord, Demon God. Even the weakest Small Demon was Sage Level! The strongest was a terrifying Lord of the Gods Level being! Everywhere the demon army went, there would be the silence of death!

“What do you mean, Ryan?” Everything in the world of this girl have decided to become upside-down once she moved from Malaysia all the way to Washington DC. “Uh.. I-.. I can explain. Please listen.” She'd love to crumble and cry, falling on her knees but she's not that type of girl. She's tough. She's a Tomboy. PS- This is literally a fantasizing story so, if you may, I let you (readers) to judge it based on your opinion. thanks and enjoy!

When I thought a middle-aged man died in a traffic accident, he reincarnated in another world as a neutrally beautiful boy. It's a world with the so-called reversed chastity, where the male-to-female ratio is 1:100... or so I thought. Surprisingly, there are two types of women in this world. One looks almost the same as women from the previous life but is physiologically disliked by all men, known as Common. The other is slender, lacks feminine traits, and can interact with males, serving as male attendants—Artio. In this world with a male, Artio, and Common ratio of 1:4:95, only I can desire and touch both women equally. Wait, does that mean I can boldly claim that the Common, occupying 95% of the total population and ignored by men in this world, is all mine? Moreover, Artio becomes quite attractive once you get used to her. I can do whatever I want in this world! ...This is the story of a man living conveniently in such a world. •This is not my novel; I am merely translating it. •Status of this Novel is completed •The entire 130 chapters have been translated and are available on Patreon for those interested in exploring this captivating story further: https://www.patreon.com/Jenuinez_translation

Pink bows in her hair, wearing a white dress and holding a basket full of flowers. The flower girl for her parents' wedding. When they said their vows, Alessia knew they were true. They, at least, felt true. Love is a lie. Weddings are pointless. Wasting money, saying vows, making promises you can't keep. You break a family rather make one this way.

We always expect something more from others but there is limit of the expectations. And when it crosses the line and become limitless ,soon there is end.

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What would you do if you were told to kill? Actually, you don't get a choice.

The novel opens with Elara Vane, known only by her cold precision and her devastating vow to silence the House of Kaelen - the powerful, corrupt dynasty responsible for the execution of her father, Arthur Vane. Her father, an honest city architect, was murdered after exposing Kaelen's financial crimes, his memory silenced by the state. Elara’s quest is driven by the dark irony of the novel’s title, Epiglottis - the biological flap that prevents choking. She aims to ensure the Kaelen name, its legacy, and it's very breath, can never pass into the future. Elara’s methods are not those of a killer, but an architect of ruin. Her strikes are psychological and systemic, designed to preserve the Kaelen shell while poisoning its core. She begins by orchestrating the financial and social collapse of the eldest heir, Cassian, banishing him to ignominy. The second blow is even more tragic: deploying the Aesthetic Despondency Oil (ADO), a neuro-chemical weapon designed by her compromised mentor, Professor Thorne, to turn artistic creation into profound psychological pain for the daughter, Seraphina. Seraphina's resulting public breakdown ensures the loss of a crucial political marriage. As the dynasty begins to crumble, Elara encounters her greatest obstacle and most tragic complication: Commander Joric Tahl, the Head of Kaelen Security. Joric is a man of duty, a 'Shield' forced to serve a corrupt house to maintain life support for his critically ill sister, Elena. In their professional meetings - where Elara wears the mask of "Archivist Veridia" - a profound intellectual and moral connection forms. Joric is hunting a ghost; Elara is the ghost, and their shared despair over the city's corruption binds them in a devastating, impossible attraction. The tragic climax begins when Elara attempts the final, financial strike against Valen Kaelen, only to be blocked by the A-V-LOCK, the impenetrable firewall designed by her own murdered father. This failure forces Elara to abandon her moral code and plan a final, biological attack - the Mnemotic Lapse agent - targeting the youngest, most innocent Kaelen son, Elias, through the city's nutrient supply chain (The Citadel Gardens). The confrontation at the Citadel is the devastating turning point. Joric, having traced the biological threat and realized Elara's identity, arrives with the antidote. He confronts her, not with a weapon, but with a challenge: whether her father's "silent justice" truly extends to the erasure of a child's mind. Elara's resolve breaks, but the compound is accidentally released, contaminating the entire Kaelen food source. In the aftermath, Joric makes his agonizing choice: he cannot save the Kaelen name, but he must save Elena. He spares Elara, extracting a final pact - she must deliver the evidence of Valen Kaelen’s crimes, including the A-V-LOCK key, to ensure the dynasty’s public, total exposure, which would secure a new, honest government that would protect Elena. Elara complies, trading her freedom for the truth. In the epilogue, the Kaelen dynasty is utterly erased. Joric becomes a respected advisor in the new government, ensuring Elena's safety. Elara Vane, the architect of ruin, chooses the required silence, living as a quiet librarian in a distant coastal town. Her vengeance is complete, having restored her father's truth. Her final piece of closure is a new copy of her father’s book, delivered by Joric, bearing the inscription: The Epiglottis protects the breath. The truth sets it free. The silent vengeance leads not to further death, but to a collective breath of freedom for the city.

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