aerodactyl shiny

Cuando el color desaparece y las lágrimas comienzan a hacerse presentes, la esperanza escasea, pero, en un mundo colorido lleno de vida y amor al igual que tristeza y desesperanza, habitan pequeños seres; ellos, encantados, son capaces de brindar una mano, incluso dos. Recuperar el color es un proceso, buscar la sonrisa es una idea, pero ser felices juntos es el objetivo. ¡Puedes leerla en WATTPAD también! (¡tiene dibujitos!): https://www.wattpad.com/story/368373069-buscando-tu-sonrisa-shiny-land-primer-volumen Comentario del creador: Esta es una historia personal y un tanto privada que finalmente decidí publicar. La llevo escribiendo desde el año pasado (22/06/2023) si no mal recuerdo, haciéndola en mis tiempos muertos y algunas veces en los libres. Eventualmente se fue convirtiendo en algo demasiado grande como para simplemente no publicarlo en ningún sitio pues periódicamente le fui agarrando mucho cariño a los personajes los cuales son muy pintorescos, entrañables y únicos. Me gusta pensar que la portada es una foto y el personaje de la izquierda (la conocerán pronto) está apunto de estornudar. Gracias por leer esto, espero que puedas acompañar esta historia hasta el final. Tanto la imagen de portada como la de los capítulos fueron dibujadas por mí. ;)

Dying alone choking on your own blood with broken bones and torn flesh sucks. Being helpless tears at the soul. In this twilight of her far too young life, Morgan silently screams her despair to heaven. To hell. To anyone that will listen. In the end, it is a simple crow that answers her call. Answers her loneliness. As the darkness consumes her the last shred of Morgan is plucked from her corpse and flown somewhere farther than the very edge of the universe. A fragment of thought, a remnant of will, asks in wonder where she's going under these black wings. A shining palace of obsidian and silver beneath ebon cawing clouds, where an empress with onyx eyes and knowing smiles offers a chance. But nothing comes without a cost. And she will have to decide if living is worth her life.

Summary +【fantasy Pokémon】sam traveled to the Pokémon world and bound to the God-level lottery system. He started with a luxurious supreme ten-draw. [Ding! Congratulations on drawing Shiny Zeraora!][Ding! Congratulations on drawing Shiny Lucario, the brave wave guide!][Ding! Congratulations on drawing the power of wave guide!] What? Zeraora started with a shiny one? sam: Invincible, okay? Lucario is here too? Shiny? And with the power of wave guide? sam: Well done! Come on, cats and dogs, it’s not too much to have an alpaca, right? The system, as the number of draws increases, sam’s strength becomes stronger and stronger. ...

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His mind is in the wrong place. Her heart is in the wrong phase. He was born in this world without knowing his true nature. She was left behind, bearing the world on her shoulder. He holds the power of the unknown. Her power is a curse. Their fate crossed and the threads are finally intertwined. What kind of future will they see? Warning: Typographical and Grammar errors are up ahead.

I remember the darkness. I remember dying. 'Beep…Beep…Beep.' I heard in the distance, echoing throughout the cavernous purgatory I was standing in. My chest hurt; my ribcage ached. I felt dissociated from my body, my head was foggy. “We’re losing her! You have to upload now.” A voice shouted, it echoed in my head and I covered my ears to shut out the sharp noise. I floated, listening to the steady sound in the background. The beeping was getting more erratic, it was an alarm siren blaring in my head. “Please don’t go, don’t leave me!” A little girl cried. My heart wrenched, I screamed out in frustration, running blindly around through the darkness. “Emily?” I shouted --------------------------------------------------------------- Fayre has been struggling since her parents died to parent her younger sister, Emily. In order to make ends meet, Fayre accepts a deal with a large entertainment company, Hyperion Studios, that her body will be donated to science upon her death. When Fayre meets an untimely accident and dies, her consciousness is uploaded into the virtual world Aether. Trapped inside this world filled with monsters, demons, and magic, that is being live streamed to the masses, Fayre is desperate to get back to her sister in the real world. Stranded in a battle royale armed only with a large black sword, Fayre learns that the only way through the game is to play it – and survive. As she survives bloodbath after bloodbath, she meets other trapped souls, criminals who have been entered into the games, and the ultra wealthy beta-players. The mysterious game masters have promised freedom or life to one who can beat the game, but all have perished in their attempts to make their way through the treacherous landscapes and beat the high-powered bosses that wait at each level. Fayre explores this game world around her, the new companions and quests that await, and she must ask herself: can she survive? Will she be able to save those she loves, and herself?

A world in which one man becomes the decider of his own fate unknowingly. A vast world, that changes into a new era filled with horrors and death. What would happen when your reality comes into question? The very idea of the Divine making a game of your universe would seem absurd, until the fog rolls in with questions silently behind. This is merely the beginning of a wuxia novel, and in some ways a prologue to the design of a new world. It...is level 1.

The world has already ended, the gods are all but dead. It is time for new gods to arise from the ash Aerin and Bolwen are two children from different countries and different families, one raised by a war hero, the other raised by bandits and wolves. The only thing they have in common? They are fated to kill each other Watch as a cute little girl becomes the female version of Kratos. And a slave becoming the bandit version of Hans Landa

The world filled with abyssal monsters, humanity starts to fight back.

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!