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Pendekar Kapak Maut Naga Geni 212 bernama Wiro Sableng, yang memiliki tanda angka 212 di dadanya, dan memiliki ilmu silat yang tinggi

Pendekar Kapak Maut Naga Geni 212 bernama Wiro Sableng, yang memiliki tanda angka 212 di dadanya, dan memiliki ilmu silat yang tinggi

Kiai Bangkalan menggeletak di lantai batu dalam Goa Belerang. Sedikit pun tubuh itu tidak bergerak lagi karena nafasnya sudah sejak lama meninggalkan tubuh! Orang tua itu menggeletak menelentang. Dua buah keris kecil yang panjangnya hanya tiga perempat jengkal berhulu gading menancap di tubuh Kiai Bangkalan. Darah bercucuran menutupi seluruh wajahnya. Dalam jari-jari tangan kiri Kiat Bangkalan tergenggam secarik kertas tebal empat persegi. Sedang tepat di ujung jari telunjuk tangan kanannya, yaitu pada lantai batu tergurat tulisan: TAMBUN TULANG

Pendekar Kapak Maut Naga Geni 212 bernama Wiro Sableng, yang memiliki tanda angka 212 di dadanya, dan memiliki ilmu silat yang tinggi

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When a world once bustling with people of the future soon becomes silent, it leaves a 16 year old girl in an empty world by herself. She wanders the abandoned country alone until one day she sees one who isn't still, one who hasn't drifted away like the others, or so she thinks.

John... I am John. I think? Not sure, but I think I am. Sorry, I am not usually like this. A lot has happened in my life lately. I finally got a job. Also, I got custody of my little sister. And my girlfriend's parents came to visit. I think I sprained my ankle... Tomorrow? Can't say for certain... Oh, and the Armageddon is coming, and probably more than half of the world is now alien food. Anyways, have a wonderful christmas eve. Tomorrow is gonna be a busy day.

Welcome to Eden~! The cycle here is a monotonous one, but it's a prison like no other! There are no bars, no guards, no visible chains. Just ladies, routine, and the ever-present shadow of control over everyone. Cool, right? Work earns you credits. Credits buy you whatever your heart (or body) desires. You may not like the rules. You may not like the nights. But sooner or later... you’ll fall in line. --- A/N: This story will feature male characters, both as sexual partners and as significant figures in the plot. If you're here only for female-female content, just know the MC’s journey crosses over many dynamics. Don’t feel betrayed, just be warned.

Iris Wit, a young soldier on a journey to stop the darkness brought on the seven kingdoms by his father The tyrant of kingsland. Blessed by the elemental god of water, he has taken upon himself the responsibility to restore peace to the seven kingdoms.

Burned once. Hunted once. Never again. In her past life, she was a witch—hunted, betrayed, and burned at the stake. But fate has given her a second chance. This time, she won’t run. This time, she won’t beg. This time, she will make them pay.