tattered wooden flag

Zion Freese died while sitting in a wooden chair in the bus stop station after accidentally getting hit by a truck.  He thought it was the end, but unknowingly he transmigrated and became Zion Altaria, the illegitimate son of King Lionel Altaria, the ruler of the Terun empire, the strongest empire on the continent of Garenia…  Because his mother was branded a slave, he was known to defame and dilute the bloodline of the royal family. He was the king’s greatest disgrace because of his very existence. The king had sinned against his ancestor.  When he turned 15, his brothers and sister set him up, which led the King/father to seethe in anger, ordering the guard to throw him in a ship and banishing him to never return to the kingdom. If he ever does so, he will be killed immediately. Darn that I just transmigrated and this is the first thing I experience no shit Sherlock... screw your empire... Ding... congratulations to the host on obtaining the wooden throne system.  "So, what if I’m banished to never return? I intend to use my system to create my own territory that those royals will envy. Let me sit on my wooden throne and savor this moment Hahaha "  "The journey of conquering starts with me. Hail me, the king. Cool Hahaha" [Tsk… Good for you, host] "...." Zion "...." system ......... ........ Note: English is not my first language, so please bear with me. Thank you for reading my webnovel. I hope you enjoyed it ........ Note from the author: Could you leave a review, and comment on the book?

The Fool, the author of the novel, Main Character Goes Brt! Brt! killed me. Why? Because I hated his novel. What did I do with him? I took the bastard with me. … Raymond Shrak, a bored and the biggest professional hater from the largest webnovel site, Chromenovel, was killed by one of the thousand authors he had disliked and hated, who is known as The Fool. After bringing down the bastard with him, Raymond Shrak found himself in the body of an extra named Cillian Sparrow from the same webnovel and author who had killed him. Raymond Shrak, now Cillian Sparrow, discovered that he was now inside the world that The Fool had made, yet instead of being afraid, he felt excitement. Boredom. That was his biggest problem back on Earth that made him turn into a professional hater of these webnovel authors. Now he had become part of a webnovel he professionally hated. [Death Flag System is loading…] Will Raymond finally quench the boredom he had felt previously? In his previous life, where he was merely hiding and doing everything behind the screen, will Raymond finally get the chance to have fun in this fantasy world? The world his killer made? [Death Flag System is loading still…!] Well… “Well, damn obviously!” Cillian laughed. “Time to have some fun.” [Death Flag System has started!] … I don’t use AI. I write this story myself. 10-14 chaps a week I don't own the cover art. if the artist wishes it removed, please do tell. Thank you

*THIS BOOK IS TAKING A BREAK* Sarah's world shattered when her boyfriend died, and his family blamed her for his untimely demise. The grueling trial left her emotionally drained and penniless. Then Noah, her late boyfriend's brother, appeared, offering a glimmer of hope in her darkest hour. But something about Noah didn't feel right. Despite her reservations, Sarah found herself falling for him. And when Noah tricked her into a marriage deal, Sarah realized too late that she had fallen into his trap. Now Sarah must choose between staying in a loveless marriage or facing the consequences of a past she can't change. Will she be able to uncover the real Noah and convince him to let go of their past, or will their story end in tragedy? Copyright : I own the cover.

Our MC was an extreme introvert in his past life — a bookworm who avoided people like the plague, focused only on his studies, and had zero interest in anime, games, or romance. The only time he ever touched anime was when his one and only friend forced him to watch a single episode of some fantasy academy drama — and he hated every second of it. So when he wakes up in an unfamiliar, lavish room and finds himself in the body of Lucien von Zephyr— a rich, handsome academy student — things seem… pretty okay. That is, until memory floods in and he realizes who Lucien is: the pervy, obsessive side character doomed to die in Episode 7 for going too far with the main heroine!

Crossing to a garbage star in the interstellar age, Ji Yu is so poor that she is about to plow the soil and eat it, but… the soil is poisonous and can’t be eaten… There is no way, she can only lower her body to pick up the garbage, sell it and sell it. of…… For example, no one wants such beautiful grass seeds. Pick up a bead and sell it online. But as soon as I posted it on the Internet, someone made a negative comment: “All the grass seeds and fruits are sold. Are you crazy to think about money?” A few days later, the man slammed the wall in regret: “Kneel and beg you to sell me one grass seed and fruit, only one! One is fine.” Ji You said coldly: “Not for sale!” For another example, these shattered stones on the street are so shiny that nobody wants them. Pick them up, polish them into bracelets, and sell them on the Internet. The crowd made nasty words: “Broken rocks are all sold, haven’t you seen the money?” A few days later, everyone wept bitterly and said, “I have no eyes, I am clumsy, such a beautiful and beautiful stone, please beg me for one.” Ji You said, “It’s gone.”

She thought she was healed. Strong. Self-aware. But somewhere between romantic exits and curated resilience, she realizes—she’s been performing a version of herself she thought was lovable. Unlabeled Red Flag follows the quiet undoing of a woman who’s been praised for her clarity but punished for her need. Through a series of intense relationships—each one revealing a different mirror—she confronts not only the men who couldn’t stay, but also the parts of herself she kept hidden. From trauma-informed conversations to wordless goodbyes in foreign cities, she begins to ask the questions she spent years avoiding: Who am I without the armor? And what does it mean to love without needing to be impressive? Told in lyrical, emotionally charged prose, this novel is both a love story and a self-reckoning. A reminder that not all red flags are loud—and sometimes, the hardest person to face is the one in the mirror.

The flag of the adventure an interesting novel

A dark cold place devoid of any light, my body which seem to be half sunk in water but even when I move I hear no forms of sound. A dark Abyss where the mind slowly goes crazy from the fear of the unknown, anxiety and solitude. Even though I had died in the fight, I can feel the environment through my senses. But the fun fact is that, other that the sense of touching water, nothing is felt. Every step I take forward is like walking through a ragged clif, blindfolded and all the senses except the occasional touch, don't know when I shall fall. And here I pray I find another soul to ease my broken heart and tattered soul.

Connie Misora is an ordinary high school girl—timid, unremarkable, and completely unprepared for anything beyond her mundane daily life. That all changes when she finds herself trapped in a terrifying cycle of inevitable disasters. Murders, accidents, mysterious deaths—every path leads to tragedy. A cryptic System governs her fate, but it doesn’t offer guidance, skills, or supernatural strength. It only sends her back to a random checkpoint whenever a catastrophe is unavoidable. Whether it’s her own death or someone else’s, once a death flag is set, time rewinds until she finds a way to break free. But survival isn’t enough. The System rewards her for resolving death flags, not just escaping them. The more she uncovers, the more she realizes these events aren’t just coincidences. Something—or someone—is pulling the strings. With no choice but to fight against destiny, Connie must use her wits, creativity, and sheer willpower to navigate an endless web of dangers, all while keeping her terrifying ability a secret. As the death flags pile up and the mysteries deepen, one question lingers: Who—or what—is behind this twisted game? And more importantly… Will she ever reach the end? ----------- I'm moving to RoyalRoad. https://www.royalroad.com/profile/323557/fictions

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"