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This world has always been ordinary. Ancient myths and whispers through campfire tales, was never real. Only a reflection of longing, fear, and wonder passed down through generations. In truth, the world moved forward untouched by the supernatural, devoid of mystery. Belief, however, lingers. It settles quietly in forgotten corners of the mind, dormant in fiction and ritual, waiting for a spark. Stories may press against the edges of reality, but they are never capable of crossing it. For generations, the boundary has held firm—until now. As inexplicable events ripple across society—subtle at first, then undeniable—the world begins to bend. Old stories reemerge with new weight. Monsters once trapped in myth are glimpsed in alleyways. Symbols gain power. And every lie told with conviction becomes harder to distinguish from truth. The world is changing. And no one—not the skeptics, not the authorities, not even those who set it in motion—can stop it.

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On that day, the sun suddenly disappeared, the moon and stars following suit, a thick blanket of darkness cast over the planet. Humanity came face to face with its apocalypse, until something appeared, a gigantic bird, on its head a young man, injured, broken, his hair whipping in the wind. But he was still standing, not as humanity's savior or something special like that, but just a human, looking for something to take out his anger on. In his hand was a broken katana. The Katana which started everything, giving him power and pain in equal amounts. Axel hadn't really asked for this, all he wanted was a simple anime prop, a katana, but due to that order, he became a wielder, getting involved in a world of anima wielders - people with supernatural abilities. Soon he finds himself facing off against twisted abominations, wielders who are after the katana, forced into a battle for survival, while struggling to comprehend the powers awakening within him. And finally, the worst happened, something terrible arrived from the vastness of space, and to top it off, they're here for him…

They say houses can hold a lot of secrets, the only way those secrets get revealed is if you're brave enough to open the door. Paige and her group of friends decide to buy a house together, they settle on an older looking home that would need a lot of work. They were living the dream, until that dream turned into a nightmare. Enter to the stage, John Rickman. A huge drug lord who had been hiding his money in the older looking home, who doesn't take too kindly to discover all his money missing. The group have to go on the run to save their lives, but trouble somehow always follows. They settle down in an off the grid type of village, where they were about to learn why it was so off the grid. Lies, murder and pain consume the village they thought would be safe. Forcing the friends to make decisions they would regret for the rest of their lives. They wanted a fresh start, but it was far from the start they were expecting.

Qin Feng was transmigrated to a parallel world and became a cop. He had activated the Super Detective System and could replicate any scene in his head down to the minor detail. His first case was the murder and decapitation of a wife. He slowly piled up an impressive resume, and whenever he solved a case, he would be rewarded by the system. God-tier: Close Quarter Combat God-tier: Gun Mastery God-tier: Hermes Feet “I’m the crime’s kryptonite, the natural enemy of murderers, and the protector of people!” announced Qin Feng.

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Oblivion was supposed to be the end. As the Grand Architect of a collapsing virtual utopia, he initiated the final deletion protocol, expecting digital death. Instead, a rogue anomaly tore him from existence, forcing his consciousness into an impossible rebirth: a fragile human infant in a world of swords and nascent magic. Reborn as Julian Vane, a Baron's son, he finds his once-infinite intellect trapped in a drooling, helpless body. Yet, his developer's eye remains. He sees reality not as a mystic might, but as flawed code: Mana flows like unstructured data, and a strange new "Sovereign Architect System" overlays his vision, revealing the 'Structural Integrity,' 'Flaws,' and 'Potential' in everything from tired blades to human bodies. This isn't a cheat for power; it's a cosmic oversight, allowing him to perceive and *design* the very fabric of existence. Julian wants only a life of comfortable obscurity, hiding his true capabilities behind a facade of sleepy laziness. But this new world is rotting at its core, riddled with corruption and injustice that screams 'structural decay' to his analytical mind. As whispers of a deeper darkness gather, Julian realizes he can no longer afford to merely observe. He is an Architect, after all. And this 'otherworld'? It’s just another system waiting to be dominated, rebuilt from the shadows, one hidden blueprint at a time. The question isn't *if* he will change this world, but *how deeply* he will rewrite its very foundations.

Sixteen-year-old aspiring author Queen Yamada finds pleasure in creating stories online. She dreamed of publishing her own books someday. When the innocent  Queen started to establish a good fan base for her online stories, the pleasure she felt on writing gradually became a pressure.  Some of her fans started to demand a bed scene with her storyline! As the pressure of pleasing them started to crept on her bones, she  made a stupid mistake any sixteen year old could do. She went to social media and desperately posted a status. "Fellow writers, help me make a bed scene." Her post managed to catch the attention of the diverse community of writers and readers. What could possibly get wrong? Her life starts to turn upside down when a creepy man begins to send her unsolicited love notes, luxurious gifts and obsessive messages. Now, she is on the run! 

Young widow and artist Keely must reinvent her life after her husband’s sudden death. Her first step is to move to a new town.<br><br>When her landlady hires a couple of itinerant painter-handymen to refurbish the house, Keely begins to awaken from her grief-spawned isolation. Inspired by the two good-looking workers, she explores a new focus for her art and discovers the exotic pleasures of a ménage for the first time.

Officer Jonathan Hale thought it was just another night on patrol until the call came in about a murder at a downtown club. When he arrived, the music had stopped, lights still flashing over the chaos… and that’s when he saw him. Podie. The boy he used to know. The kid who used to follow him around years ago now nineteen, lying on the floor beside a strangled man, his hands shaking and his face pale. Podie swears he didn’t do it, but nothing about the scene makes sense. The victim. The position. The fear in Podie’s eyes. As Jonathan digs deeper, old memories start to surface the laughter, the connection, and the quiet understanding they once shared. Now he has to choose between following the evidence or listening to his heart. Because this time, love might be the most dangerous thing at the scene.