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I'll write your destiny with my own hands...He said in a cold, selfless tone, shaking the ashes of his cigarette. When you get out of my prison, people will catch up and tell each other. See that she's the one who got fucked up by Bahawal Sher. You are ruined, Merab Malik ... He laughed as he saw the veil of tears in her brown eyes. For she was aware how her life was going to become a storm after today. After this day that she will never forget.

The Earth and Reality hate and cursed him, Thus, Death led him to a world where everyone hated him even more.

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Setelah menerima ajakan sahabatnya untuk mencari tahu soal keberadaan dan identitas Ayahnya yang sudah lama menghilang secara misterius, Baron menemukan ruangan rahasia milik Ayahnya dan menemukan sebuah batu dengan kekuatan misterius yang dapat membuatnya berubah wujud. Bersama dengan temannya, Ade. Baron mengarungi perjalanan sulitnya demi membawa Ayahnya kembali.

Maron Adhiatma, the eldest of two children, is the eldest son who is indifferent, firm, and always there when his friends need him. Aron's life was dark as if there was no life. He has a hobby of playing basketball. Besides he has a hobby of playing basketball he also has a hobby of motorcycling. You can say Aron is a motorbike boy Aron used to be very cheerful when he was little, for some reason, since Aron's mother and father separated, Aron has now become quiet. So Aron found a person named Della Caroline or commonly called Della. Della is a very cheerful person, caring about those around her. After a long time of acquaintance, Aron and Della finally formed a relationship. They live happily ever after. So finally Aron's life is colored again. Della managed to make Aron smile again and returned Aron's smile. One time Aron was sentenced to have kidney failure which caused him to have dialysis every two weeks. Della patiently treated Aron until finally the doctor declared that Aron was no longer in the world.

Aaron a little boy grow with the hatred to avenge his family,the world was cruel and he has grown to learn it in a lonely way and have to protect his sister from the eyes of the evil ones....

moreu e ganhou a chance de renascer claro nem tudo é perfeito nasceu em uma tribo bárbara, em um mundo sem magia mas o importante é ele está vivo

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It's been 10 years (in real time) and 40 years in game time since [Tarros] launched. [Tarros] is a Virtual Reality Massively Multi-player Online RPG (VRMMORPG) developed by [ Genesis Corporation ], the leading company in the gaming industry. But what will you do IF the biggest and the hardest virtual reality game ever created in the history of mankind reveals an unbearable truth to you and the entire mankind? Follow our MC... If you want, please support the author. Author's note: This is my first time writing a story and ENGLISH is my third language. Always welcome for criticism! ( Don't worry about hurting my feelings, I will not cry!) Editor/Proofreader: [ kyurenai ] [ TRCS_ ] (vacation) [ creativewriting ] (Chapter 1) Discord Link: Join now! Chapter Release: No Idea.

En un mundo moderno donde lo cotidiano se mezcla con lo sobrenatural, la realidad que conocemos es solo una delgada capa que oculta fuerzas antiguas, deidades olvidadas y amenazas cósmicas que acechan desde el umbral de la existencia. La humanidad vive ignorante del caos que se gesta en las sombras, mientras seres de poder inimaginable conspiran, cazan y resucitan a través de rituales prohibidos. En medio de esta fragilidad, un pequeño grupo de jóvenes —cada uno marcado por su pasado, su vínculo con lo desconocido y su lucha interna— intenta vivir una vida normal. Pero la normalidad es una ilusión. Lo que comienza como un simple día más, pronto se convierte en el preludio de una guerra invisible que cambiará la estructura misma del mundo. Carrot es una historia donde el humor y la amistad chocan con la tragedia y el horror. Un relato que explora la pérdida, la identidad, y el peso de un destino escrito por fuerzas que no entienden el concepto de misericordia. La calma es una mentira. Y todo está por romperse.