hand puppets

Lin Chen ist in eine Welt gereist, in der Bestienmeister durch Meditation Bestien-Zähmungsräume öffnen können, was ihnen erlaubt, Geistbestien als Partner zu binden. Im Gegensatz zu anderen erweckt Lin eine besondere Fähigkeit--[Blutlinie Goldene Hand], die es ihm ermöglicht, seine Bestien besser zu entwickeln. Jetzt ist er dabei, seine erste Bestie zu kaufen. "Xiaobai, dieser Kunde möchte dich berühren, ist das in Ordnung?" Die Verkäuferin lächelt warmherzig. "Muh~~" Die Plowhorn-Bestie muht einmal und zeigt mit ihrem Huf auf das nahegelegene Wasserbecken. "Was bedeutet das?" fragt Lin Chen. "...Es bedeutet, dass du dir zuerst die Hände waschen solltest", sagt die Verkäuferin verlegen.

Lin Chen has traveled to a world where Beastmasters can open Beast Taming Spaces through meditation, which allows them to contract Spirit Beasts as partners. Unlike others, Lin awakens a special talent--[Bloodline Golden Hand], which allows him to better evolve his Beasts. Now, he's going to purchase his first Beast. "Xiaobai, this customer wants to touch you, is that okay?" The saleswoman smiles warmly. "Moo~~" The Plowhorn Beast moos once and points its hoof at the water basin nearby. "What does that mean?" Lin Chen asks. "...It means you should wash your hands first," the saleswoman says awkwardly.

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The protagonist possesses mysterious medical skills and becomes a famous doctor, able to cure various diseases and even fight against death.

Her mother was killed by her father. She had to use another woman's identity and marry a man. This man happened to sleep with her for one night. What would she encounter next? How should she take revenge on those people?

In this era where Mecha and muscle collide, Lu Xun takes the stage with the "All-Knowing Right Hand" capable of analyzing all things. The hand also allows him to fuse with Projection of ten thousand races: Orge Race, Elf, Giant Dragon, Undead, Demon Race, Giant, Beastman... "Is Mecha the romance of men? No... there's also muscle!"

Puppet was born. Puppet question. Puppet learns. Puppet develop. Puppet becomes itself. And puppet will be not stopped.

What happens to a world of Magic and Dragons when a cultivator bursts into their universe? What about when a cultivator is raised right under their noses? How do Wizards and High Elves, Dungeons and Dwarves, fare against an unknowing cultivator and the Laws of the Universe? Epochs ago an Immortal left his inheritance behind on a dying plane of existence. Now, at the edge of what was once desolate world, the immortals inheritance is about to make himself known. And his name is Noone. An original cultivator of his world, unguided, and unrestrained. Noone is the powerless child of a civilazation locked away at the edge of the world. When tragedy occurs, and his world is turned around, he inherits the Will of The Ancestor. An ancient legendary being who protected the conclave of Tapestry, until the desolate world above would become re-inhabitable. --------------- IMPORTANT: This is a long-form narrative. If you don't enjoy slower-paced world building then this isnt the novel for you. NOT: a systems/reincarnation story ================== Discord! https://discord.gg/J9PyhA5 Patreon! https://www.patreon.com/LukeisAurelius

Arthur Moreau disappeared during a live broadcast. No warning. No transition. No last words. One moment he was finishing a world event in front of fifty thousand viewers. The next, he was gone, and what arrived somewhere else was Gepetto: his character, his creation, the most feared Marionettist ever built in a game where power was the only language that mattered. The world that caught him is not new to collapse. Gods have existed here, and some of them have died. What stands now is only the latest arrangement of a cycle that never needed him. Elysion is a Republic in the way that a cracked foundation is still a building. The institutions function. The titles exist. But beneath the gas lamps and the steam columns and the elevated rails connecting district to district, the actual structure is simpler: those with enough power do what they want, and everyone else absorbs the cost. The working class breathes chemical residue and calls it employment. The middle class negotiates in a market that has stopped rewarding negotiation, trains for credentials that no longer open doors, and moves forward because stopping is worse. There is no king here. There are only people with enough accumulated weight to act as though the question of permission does not apply to them. The Church of the Solar God holds the whole thing together, which is not a metaphor. A population that does not share language, origin, or history requires something to organize around, and the Church understood this long before anyone thought to ask. The Solar God is not a symbol. He walks. He acts. He has reasons of his own. And now, Players have begun to appear. Not as heroes. Not as chosen figures. As variables carrying power without understanding the system they have entered. The world does not pause for them. It absorbs them, bends around them, and continues. Gepetto does not try to fight it. He studies it. While others assert themselves through force, faith, or the assumption that visibility equals strength, he builds something quieter. Not an army. Not a faction. A structure: distributed, patient, invisible until it is not. A web that does not need to be seen to function. The skills are real now. The strings are real. And what they touch does not reset. House of Puppets is a story about control, belief, and the cost of acting in a world indifferent to your intentions. It follows a man who does not seek to win, but to understand the rules well enough that losing becomes unlikely. Because the puppeteer pulls the strings. But in a world this old, someone is always watching. A word from the author: House of Puppets is not a standard webnovel. Not power fantasy. You won't get that constant power escalation hit or that achievement system satisfaction. What you get is slow burn, structured more like a novel than serialized content. Each chapter accumulates. Each arc tightens. Tension builds and doesn't release until it's supposed to. The work touches on philosophy, politics, economy, metaphysics, theology. Everything woven into narrative, not explained to you. If you've already read Lord of Mysteries, Reverend Insanity, A Song of Ice and Fire, works that trust readers to hold complexity, you already know what we're trying to do here. The ambition is simple and honest: get there. Write something that redefines what this genre can do. I can't promise we make it. I'm a beginner without experience and this work is experimental. But I can promise I'll give everything I have trying.

Far from the world he knows, he’ll find a home. Among strangers, he’ll find acceptance. And in the arms of an unexpected man, he’ll find love.<br><br>Young Billy Strobaw comes West to escape the stigma of his Tory family. In the Dakota Territories, he encounters the Yanube warrior Cut Hand. Billy’s attraction to the other man is as surprising as the Yanube perspective on same-sex love. Unlike Europeans, the Siouan tribe celebrates such unions. Billy and Cut Hand can live as partners and build a life together, which Billy agrees to do.<br><br>As Billy struggles to acclimate to a very different culture, quickly discovering the Yanube have as much to teach him as he has to impart to them, a larger struggle is brewing. The white man is barreling through the Great Plains, trampling underfoot anyone who stands in his way. As a leader of his people, Cut Hand must decide whether it will be peace or war.<br><br>In a historical romance taking place against the epic backdrop of the early American West, where a single spark can ignite a powder keg of greed, lust for power, and misunderstanding, one man must find his place in history and his role in the preservation of all he has come to value.