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In a world where everything is led by wizards, Ron, who transmigrates into this world and is struggling to fuse with the soul of the original body owner, has been taken to the Black Mist Jungle, where the guide sneers during the declaration: "If the assessment is not passed within a year, I will personally dissect your brain." Just as he is in despair, a Panel awakens in his mind: [Ron Ralph] [Age: 15] [Current Profession: None] [Current Profession Slots: 0/∞]

Em um mundo onde tudo é liderado por magos, Ron, que transmigrou para este mundo e está lutando para se fundir com a alma do dono original do corpo, foi levado para a Selva da Névoa Negra, onde o guia escarnece durante a declaração: "Se a avaliação não for aprovada dentro de um ano, eu pessoalmente vou dissecar seu cérebro." Justo quando ele está em desespero, um Painel desperta em sua mente: [Ron Ralph] [Idade: 15] [Profissão Atual: Nenhuma] [Slots de Profissão Atuais: 0/∞]

The thousand-year-old dynasty has finally come to its end. From then on, Demon Fiends descended, and the mortal realm became a living hell. Gu Zheng awakens one day, with equipment slots accompanying him. [Demon Elephant Fang] 100% defense, with the force to shatter ten thousand jun! [Four Spirits Divine Aura] Unceasingly regenerating, indestructible, and takes an enemy's head from a thousand li away! [Dragon Emperor's Holy Bone] All beasts prostrate before it, immune to all non-physical damage! [Thunder Mother's Spirit] Walk upon the pinnacle of the firmament, I am the God of Storms! ... "Eh? I can also add points to increase my attributes? In that case, let's break a limit first. Add them for me!!"

Charles is young for the determination he has. Along with all of his family dead, and the world not giving him nothing special, he wants to be what he can’t. Has the world forsaken him? He has no potential. Will the occupation meant for him never be pursued? Will he ever get what he wants? -Don't forget to write some comments ;) P.S. Don’t tell me what I do wrong for the sake of my sanity. Tell me how to fix it. P.S.S I don’t write a lot

Immortal Lo, Oslo was a troublemaker with nothing to lose until his sister died in mysterious circumstances. Now, he’s a quiet wanderer known only as Immortal Lo in the underground. He drinks to forget, fights to survive, and roams the neon-lit streets of Noctis Bruxel like a ghost searching for purpose. When a secret society invites him to an illegal fight tournament, Oslo feels conflicted until he discovers they are the ones who killed his sister. With just a trinket around his neck and a fist that always lands, Oslo accepts to join the tournament not for fame or glory but for revenge. No rules. No friends. No second chances. And only one promise: *no killing the other drivers.* *This novel is written by hand but enchanced with Ai*

this is dropped im re-writing this story new title: SLOTH-souls of darkness

Na época do auge do MMORPG no mercado de jogos, um adolescente morador de Tokyo, chamado Yasashi Aisuku, resolve comprar um jogo chamado Aslor. Ao iniciar, é absorvido para dentro do jogo. Lá, se perdendo de seus amigos e irmão. Com um novo nome, Asier quer procurar seus amigos e sair de lá o mais rápido possível. Passando por muitas coisas horríveis e coisas boas. Um verdadeiro teste psicológico.

Actors Ethan Grey and Alex Haynes are gay, but in Hollywood, they can’t be open unless they’re willing to be typecast in future movies or they’re dating prominent gay producers. Since neither are willing to become stereotypes, and neither have studio boyfriends, they take another path -- hiding their relationship under the cover of a pretend girlfriend.<br><br>What works for Ethan, though, doesn’t work for Alex, who screws up to the point of losing his job and the chance to get another. His manager finally finds him another job across the pond, where he meets Nathan Wells.<br><br>Nathan can be the prominent producer Alex needs to further his career, but there’s something Alex doesn’t know about the man. Soon Wells grows obsessed with Alex, and he’ll do anything to keep Alex from getting away.<br><br>Though Nathan wants Alex for himself, there’s still Ethan to think about. Is the love story between Alex and Ethan really over? Or will Ethan find a way to get his boyfriend back?

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"

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?"