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Alec was always told of the city named Kroywen. A place filled with magic of all kinds just waiting to be visited. But, it was just a fairytale his father would tell him. Kroywen was just an imaginary world inside Alec's head. Well, at least it was until he entered that world himself. This is my first attempt at writing a novel, so not everything will be perfect. If you notice any typos or any other mistakes, don't be afraid to point them out! I'm still learning! I've noticed that a lot of stories on this website update extremely frequently, but I don't have much time to write since I only do it for fun. So, don't expect extremely frequent updates. Sorry!

Technically, many can be said to follow their own volition but some are simply more willing to truly follow their own whishes, unhindered by anything else other than their own limitations and even then, such limitations could be seen as a sign that one isn't truly willing to give their all to do what they desire. Bear witness to what following one's own volition truly means and the effect of such an action on everything else.

This is not my novel I copied it from somewhere else because I like the Webnovel format.

"Ngươi thấy gì trong gương? Một vị tiên nhân đạo cốt tiên phong, hay là một đống thịt thối đang ngọ nguậy những xúc tu đầy nhớt?" Tần Mộ tỉnh dậy trong một lồng sắt rỉ sét, xung quanh là mùi máu tanh nồng và tiếng tụng kinh rì rầm khiến màng nhĩ hắn muốn nứt toác. Hắn nhớ mình là một sinh viên đại học bình thường ở Trái Đất, đang chơi một trò chơi thực tế ảo mang tên "Trường Sinh". Nhưng...tại sao cảm giác đau đớn khi bị róc xương lại thật đến thế? Tại sao khi hắn nhắm mắt lại, hắn thấy mình đang nằm trong bệnh viện tâm thần, bị trói chặt trên giường bệnh với những liều thuốc an thần cực mạnh? Còn khi mở mắt ra, hắn lại là "Dược cặn" trong lò luyện đan của một lão quái vật có ba cái miệng trên mặt? Thế giới này bị bệnh rồi. Hay là...Tần Mộ hắn bị điên? Giữa những tiên môn nuôi dưỡng đệ tử như nuôi gia súc, giữa những vị "Thần tiên" là những thực thể dị hình không thể gọi tên, Tần Mộ phải dùng sự điên loạn để chống lại điên loạn. Hắn không cầu trường sinh, hắn chỉ cầu phân biệt được đâu là THỰC, đâu là HƯ. "Nếu Thiên đạo đã điên, ta sẽ là kẻ điên nhất trong cái Thiên đạo đó. Trò chơi này, kẻ nào tỉnh táo trước, kẻ đó thua!"

"What have I done? It was a mistake, a choice that I made. There is no going back, it is my life; regret is meaningless." A woman who has suffered too much in life. An unfortunate soul, would you think that her life is unfortunate or the fruit of a foolish decision of love? The story will focus on the challenges of the couple. The betrayal, the truth, and the secret that they're trying to hide. It will also transition to the other side, a couple that are related to her husband. It is a unique story that will give a lesson and a roller coaster of feelings.

This is not my novel I copied it from somewhere else because I like the Webnovel format.

Living poor, struggling with day to day survival, looking for ways to make it big. How can one game change the life of young man. Pictures do not belong to me, if any part of this story is similar to any other one, it was not intended. Now enjoy...

EVOCATION; The act of bringing or recalling a feeling, memory, or image to the conscious mind. Laying in a frosty forest, with no recollection of where or who she is. What happened?

Before marrying Silas, Joyce had only met him three times. A marriage of convenience, a secret agreement, for a term of three years. She's fresh off a heartbreak — the man she chased for years told her they "weren't a good match." Silas has his own baggage: rumor says he's still hung up on a white moonlight who happens to look just like Joyce. So that's all she is. A substitute. ** In the second year of their marriage, on Joyce's birthday, she drank too much and, in front of everyone, tugged on his tie, pinning him underneath her: "You look... a lot like my husband." The Thorne family's second master, known for being rational and unfeeling, was flustered by her that night. He leaned in close to her ear and coaxed in a low voice, "Be good." The next day Joyce woke up to find her lips were swollen. This… Who did this! When she went to question him, she discovered Silas's lip was bitten. He stared at her and said slowly, "You crossed the line first." ** The scandal leaked. At a party, her ex-boyfriend stepped in: "She's mine. Who dares talk?" Then Silas walked in. The room went silent. "Yours? Since when?" "Joyce, tell me. Whose are you?" So much for the secret marriage. So much for being a substitute. This was supposed to be fake… wasn't it?

Fu Xiaoxiao transmigrates into a book and immediately faces the crisis of being sent to the countryside. As the unloved middle child, her younger sister is the one meant to go — but her mother transfers her job to the sister instead. A disaster of a start. To avoid being sent away, she has to marry within seven days. She meets a few ordinary men and decides she'd rather go to the countryside. Then she runs into a neighbor who's also looking for a spouse — and his conditions are surprisingly good. A dowry of three hundred? Bicycles and a radio? Just take care of the kids, and separate rooms are fine? The others may pass, but she won't. Every day is a battle of wits with the two kids. Life is eventful, she gets a salary every month, and the boss is never home. Absolutely perfect. Except... wasn't this big shot supposed to be infertile? Then why does he keep strutting around naked in front of her? She has professional ethics. She won't be seduced by a good body. Hmph. Men only slow down her sword swing. Lu Feng grits his teeth at Fu Xiaoxiao, who remains completely unmoved by his countless attempts to seduce her, and traps her in his arms. "Boss, let's talk this through. I know forty a month is a bit much — how about... five less?" Trapped in his embrace, Fu Xiaoxiao thinks he's unhappy with her high salary and starts bargaining. "I'm giving myself to you for free." Lu Feng grinds out through clenched teeth. This woman has no heart. "...Can I say no?" Fu Xiaoxiao swallows, staring at the washboard abs so close. "Such a good deal — are you sure you don't want it?" Lu Feng squints, tempting her. "Fine." A fool turns down a bargain.