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Ten thousand years later, ice has melted. The Soul Federation Scientific Exploration team found an egg with a gold and silver pattern on it in the far north of the land, and after examining it with an apparatus, they found out that there were vital signs inside. They hurriedly brought it back to the institute for hatching. The egg hatched, but it was a baby, a baby exactly the same as a human - a baby born out of an egg.

Dix mille ans plus tard, la glace a fondu. L'équipe d'exploration scientifique de la Fédération des Âmes a trouvé un œuf avec un motif or et argent à l'extrême nord du territoire, et après l'avoir examiné avec un appareil, ils ont découvert qu'il y avait des signes vitaux à l'intérieur. Ils l'ont rapidement ramené à l'institut pour l'incubation. L'œuf a éclos, mais c'était un bébé, un bébé exactement semblable à un humain - un bébé né d'un œuf.

Zehntausend Jahre später ist das Eis geschmolzen. Das wissenschaftliche Erkundungsteam der Seelenföderation fand im hohen Norden des Landes ein Ei mit einem gold-silbernen Muster, und nach der Untersuchung mit einem Gerät stellten sie fest, dass sich darin Lebenszeichen befanden. Sie brachten es eilig zum Institut zurück, um es auszubrüten. Das Ei schlüpfte, aber es war ein Baby, ein Baby genau wie ein Mensch - ein Baby, das aus einem Ei geboren wurde.

Synopsis: After the brutal Ukrainian campaign and the battles that culminated in Kyiv, the Leibstandarte SS Adolf Hitler is no longer the same. Battered but not broken, its armored core regroups in France just as the push toward Moscow grinds to a halt beneath the weight of winter—and of strategic doubt. No one knows exactly where the war is heading… except for a few. As Falk Ritter and his crew receive a new long-barreled Panzer IV, still bearing the scars of the Eastern Front, a new destination looms: Africa. In a sudden redeployment, part of the division is sent to reinforce the Axis campaign in the desert, where the forces of Rommel, Italy… and Spain—under the command of General Yagüe—are advancing toward Cairo, Palestine, and beyond. But under the scorching sun, there is no shelter for the conscience. Among ancient ruins, dust storms, and enemy fire, Falk and his men must adapt to a different war—without snow, without trenches, but with the same shadow of death… and even more questions left unanswered. History marches on. The Reich expands. But war, as always, moves faster.

Sinopsis: Tras la feroz campaña de Ucrania y los combates que culminaron en Kiev, la Leibstandarte SS Adolf Hitler ya no es la misma. Diezmada pero no derrotada, su núcleo blindado se reorganiza en Francia, al mismo tiempo que el avance sobre Moscú se detiene bajo el peso del invierno y las dudas estratégicas. Nadie sabe con certeza hacia dónde se moverá la guerra… excepto unos pocos. Mientras Falk Ritter y su tripulación reciben un nuevo Panzer IV de cañón largo, aún lamiéndose las heridas del frente oriental, un nuevo destino se cierne sobre ellos: África. En una operación inesperada, parte de la división es enviada a reforzar el esfuerzo del Eje en el desierto, donde las fuerzas de Rommel, Italia… y España, bajo el mando del general Yagüe, avanzan hacia El Cairo, Palestina y más allá. Pero bajo el sol abrasador no hay refugio para la conciencia. Entre el polvo, las ruinas antiguas y el fuego enemigo, Falk y los suyos deberán adaptarse a una guerra distinta, sin nieve ni trincheras, pero con la misma sombra de muerte… y aún más preguntas sin respuesta. La historia avanza. El Reich se expande. Pero la guerra, como siempre, va por delante.

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A brand new semester has come for the young wizard, Cyclone White. This time around, the students of Magic Administration class has invited White and six others to test out a special experiment together with everyone in their class. The test features the latest technology of the magic and science world, The Virtual Dive. White dives into a different adventure as he now enters the virtual world of Virtue. Players or participants of the virtual world are the lords of Virtue and their goal is to conquer Virtue under a single banner. White and the other six adventurers will be the deciding few who will decide the fate of the war-torn land of Virtue.

This is a realistic Pokemon fan fic and there may be detailed scenarios where characters or settings refer to Pokemon-eating-Pokemon or humans eating Pokemon. *please do not read this if you find it uncomfortable*

The night was dark and chilly. She kept looking out of the window for the man who stole her first kiss. He was here with her a few hours ago. Though his stay was short, but she savored every minute of it. She could still remember his last words, "Whatever happens, don't leave. I'll send Nic to come get you home" She remembered pledging to obey his words. But as time went on and there was no sign of him, she felt a great urge to go into the dark night searching for him. A decision which almost costs her her life, but also saved his life. Started - October 1, 2022

Before Feng Yi ascended the throne, no one wanted to marry this prince who lacked presence and was out of favor. After his ascension, the harem was filled with the daughters of high-ranking court officials. They were an eyesore to look at and vexing to deal with. He felt that even favoring them would defile his own dragon body. He decided to choose a woman with a fiery, arrogant, domineering, and jealous nature to enter the palace, to cast all this "trash" into the Cold Palace on his behalf. Song Yunzhao had transmigrated to ancient times for fourteen years, all the while laying low and just trying to get by. She was just waiting for the plot to begin, then she would transform into a villainess—arrogant, domineering, fiery, and jealous—so that she would be rejected from the selection and could then choose a husband to live a carefree and happy life with. Later, Song Yunzhao watched as His Majesty smiled at her with immense indulgence and said, "Zhaozhao, come here." Song Yunzhao immediately felt that something was terribly wrong, a chill running up from the soles of her feet. The damned Emperor wore a gentle expression, but his eyes were as cold as ice; he clearly wanted to use her as his blade!