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As time goes on, the numbers of gamers are rising dramatically, making a huge number of companies that's not related to daily necessities or gaming are having a hard time to keep it alive. it has reached to the point where games completely took over the world. Physical sports are now considered as heresy. what seems to be "God" came down to Earth, sitting on its throne with its appearance as a human in its teens, wearing rags, and headed towards the pacific ocean. the satellites noticed its movement and observed it. God stood up, and made all the screens on the entire world projected himself and then he started to speak. "Humans, you seem to be having fun with your games, living in luxury. Don't you want a taste of your long-craved adventure?" Some seemed skeptical, some are mocking and some are worried. "Your reactions say it all" It smirked, and gave its last speech. "Rejoice! it may be bloody and cruel to start this suddenly, but let's see how one's action rule this tyranny." he snapped his fingers and everything started to change. the jungles are growing at a extraordinary speed, the sea floor went deeper than the Mariana Trench, volcanoes rising up as high as Burj Khalifa, mountains forming caves, the desert lands brimming with sandstorms and the Antarctica is forming back its once massive plates of ice and snow. a huge crack appeared on random locations of the world, spawning monsters. Zombies, skeletons, slimes and many other things. here we have a boy called Greg, expressing excitement and fear at the same time. he's alone in his house, his parents died when they were trying to save him from a speeding car on the roadway, he looks at the window and sees zombies roaming around. what will be his first move in this new world God have bestowned.

You think you know how this story goes. Some pathetic loser from Earth gets hit by a truck and reborn as a glorious hero in a fantasy world. Blessed with an all-powerful system, a harem of beautiful, adoring women, and a future paved with easy victories and triumphant battles. That’s what I was promised. A cosmic redo, a chance to shed my pathetic skin as a cynical, basement-dwelling hater and finally live a life of consequence. Only… the script was flipped. The so-called "goddesses" were laughing, and the "destiny" they handed me was a sick joke. The power I received wasn't for fighting dragons; it was for something far more interesting. My path wasn't paved with gold—it was littered with the shattered remains of my own foolish optimism. The people I was meant to save became my betrayers. My allies were my first enemies. And the world I thought I could conquer became a relentless, mind-breaking grind set to hell mode. It’s funny, isn't it? When you're a professional hater, you think you've seen the worst of humanity. This world showed me I was just an amateur. My greatest weapon isn't a legendary sword or a fire-spitting spell. It's a collection. A Pokédex of souls I've captured. I don't catch monsters; I capture people. Not their bodies, but their very will. There's a moment in everyone's life—a moment of ultimate despair, a crushing betrayal, a total loss of purpose—when their spirit shatters. I learned to recognize that moment. I learned to harvest it. These aren’t mindless servants. They are broken, remade, and eternally loyal to me. They possess all their skills and memories, but their core motivation is now just to serve my will. They are my ultimate pawns, and their loyalty is not a gift; it's a consequence of their suffering. Some call me a monster. I just call it a different kind of grind. I'm not the only one playing this game. I've found others—fellow misanthropes, each with their own unique brand of villainy. We meet in lavish, hidden dens, surrounded by wealth we've stolen from the foolish and the weak. We scheme, we lie, and we laugh at the stupidity of this world. We are a gathering of villains, but we don't even trust each other. Everyone here has a secret. But there is one person in this world who stands out. A paragon of justice. The handsome, charismatic hero with a tragic backstory and unwavering resolve. He’s everything I was promised. He’s the chosen one with the absurdly powerful "Friendship" ability, and he's my nemesis. He’s a flawless archetype. Too perfect, if you ask me. This isn’t a battle between good and evil. It’s a fight for the narrative. The hero believes he is the protagonist, destined to save this world. He's so sure of it. But I'm the one writing the story. The only way to win a rigged game is to become the game master. This is my second life, and I'm not playing by their rules. I'm making my own. You think you know how this ends? You don't. And I'm inviting you to find out Group https://www.reddit.com/r/chaosandcanon/s/F9XXA5C61F-reddit https://t.me/+7YlPJOIsHOU3MDI8 -telegram

Malignancy Online a VR MMORPG released in 2022 in a parallel world. Dean Oscars is an untalented person with a determination to change his life, uses his life saving to buy Malignancy Online's gear. Booting into the DS like gameworld will life be the same?

La verdad que ser el hijo menor de Michael no fue lo peor que pudo pasar, ah, también este molesto menu en mi vista, pero mi cerebro ya lo puede ignorar fácilmente como una nariz Al nacer literalmente en GTA 5 me nombraron Enzo, Enzo de santa Asi que básicamente puedo forgar mi propia historia aquí en los santos.... O ver como va con mi presencia en la historia original, que va, ahí veré

There is a 'villain' who keeps kidnapping well-known and beautiful princesses. A hero one day goes out on a journey to stop them and eventually they start a game of cat and mouse. The villain continues to kidnap more princesses despite not being interested in them and only doing it for fun, and also because he needs to threaten the kingdoms to ensure that his kingdom would also thrive. The hero 'plays along' as he consistently rescues the princesses even in his free time. One day the hero vanished thus no longer caring to save the princesses as he thought, "Someone else will save them. I need to find something better to do anyway". The villain strangely gets upset because of this. He continues to 'kidnap' more princesses, not allowing them to leave but also treating them like guests for some reason. One of the princesses eventually asks why he pretends to be a bad person and 'kidnap' them. The villain responds that he only wants to meet the hero again. The other princesses got a gist of what he meant as one of them chimed in with an answer. "Do you... like the hero?" Aaaaand that's when a whole *ss cheesy romcom fantasy story starts. (Side note: I write this story on a whim sometimes, so feel free to leave if you find the story or plot boring. Sometimes it'll even seem like sh*tpost so unless you guys like something serious 24/7 then this isn't for you.)

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How to get $1 million in GTA Online? The Epic Games Store is providing everyone with a free copy of GTA 5 Premium Edition, which comes bundled with $1 million. However, that $1 million will not be credited into your account without a little bit of work. You will have to first download and install GTA 5 on your PC. Then you will have to sign in to GTA Online. After signing in, you will get a notification of the credit within 7 to 10 days. After you receive the notification, you will have to open GTA Online and the Criminal Enterprise Starter Pack tab in its settings menu.

In a world where humans and other mystical species have lived in harmony, it was indeed a peaceful time. But when an ancient evil was found and resurrected it starts to threaten the peace. Fortunately a human, elf, and a newly awaken vampire are with the knowledge to defeat this evil. Unfortunately they don't work well with others. Can this ragtag team work together if it means saving the world?

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!