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Sally, a woman whose kindness knew no bounds, had met a tragic end. Helping an elderly woman cross the street, she was struck by a car, her face left a horrifying, unrecognizable mess. The accident stole more than just her beauty; it cost her her job, her loving boyfriend, and even the family of her aunt, who had previously embraced her as their own, cast her aside. Desperate to rebuild her life, she tried to find work, hiding her disfigured face, but her attempts were met with cruelty. Instead of compassion, she faced relentless criticism, brutal street beatings, and even stones thrown at her by those who saw her as monstrous. Alone and broken, she succumbed to the cold, harsh reality of her existence, dying a lonely death in the bitter winter. But death was not the end. She was transmigrated and occupied someone's body into a world called Myr, a land of magic and wonder. And with her, came an unexpected companion: Queen of Queens, a game she had played in her past life, a game now interwoven with her new reality. This game, a matriarchal world ruled by women, offered her a second chance, a path to redemption. By completing missions, gathering resources – especially the precious gold – she could recruit workers, troops, and powerful heroes, building her own kingdom, forging her own destiny, and escaping the harsh judgment she faced in her previous life. This time, she wouldn't be defined by her appearance, but by her strength, her resilience, and the kingdom she would build.

"Hey bro, look at that" "Who is she why is she hooded and facemasked, it's hot" "Tsk, just ignore that" "I bet she's ugly" "All right I bet she's beautiful" That's what I heard when I walked to the hallway of the school, they said everyone has a secret, it's up to us how we keep it or reveal it. But others say there is no secret that cannot be revealed. I have a secret that no one should know, only my parents know. My secret is ... P.S Names, characters, places, and events may be the work of the author's imagination or mere fiction. Any resemblance to actual events or local or human, living or dead, is purely coincidental. PLAGIARISM is a CRIME!

"Are you okay with the fact that you'll never be normal again?" ... "Do you promise to follow my orders, no matter how drastic they may seem?" ... "Are you okay with the fact that you may never see someone that you care about again?" ... "Will you devote yourself to the betterment of humanity?" ... "Alright. Last one. Do you promise to never betray me?" Three adventurers have been traveling across the world, in search for jobs to get themselves more money. It was just a normal day, when the town they were stopping by in was suddenly attacked by the most fearsome person in the world. God. That attack led those adventurers into a much different path than they had been expecting. One with action, excitement, fear, and heartbreak. But, where will their journey end up? Only time will tell....

" I asked a question! " The small individual shouted, taking everyone by suprise . " I-- I don't think thats - His eyes shifted from her body to look at his friend, features contorting in to a devilish anger, that wouldn't be able to leave his face easily. Striding over to his target, the short make looked up into his friends eyes, even with the height difference the elder was still scared... Knowing how angry he could get and the things he would do when angry made Yoon re-think his words completely... " I asked you a question, it's in your best interest to awnser me. " Taemin warned his friend - before he heard a throaty gulp reverberate in his friends throat. " She-- I don't know... I don't know think she'll make the night. "

El día que murió su padre, Sayuri Tachibana entendió dos cosas al mismo tiempo: que la familia que conocía nunca había sido completamente real, y que saber demasiado tiene un precio que no sabe como pagar. Todo a su alrededor se resume a mentiras. La persona en quien más confiaba le mintió. La que había ocupado el lugar que su madre dejó vacío, la que le enseñó que podía volver a confiar en alguien, resultó ser la grieta por donde entró todo lo demás. Ahora es testigo protegida. Tiene un apellido nuevo, un cabello que no reconoce del todo en el espejo, y un viñedo en Georgia que no sabe manejar. También tiene a alguien a su lado con un nombre que no es del todo el suyo y un pasado que cuenta por partes, y que tres meses atrás era la persona indicada para una vida perfecta. Mentiras y más mentiras. Ella no eligió nada de esto. Ni el lugar, ni lo que es ahora, ni siquiera lo quiere a él. Pero la vida que tenía ya no existe. Y esta, por ahora, es la única forma que tiene para sobrevivir.

Mi ex estaba en el altar. La novia, mi hermana menor. Y yo… era dama de honor. Hace solo dos meses me juraba amor eterno. Hoy la espera con flores en las manos y esa sonrisa que alguna vez fue mía. Según mis padres, no asistir habría sido aún más humillante que estar ahí, rota por dentro y con un vestido que no podía sostenerme. Lo que no sabía era que la fiesta tenía reservado algo más que miradas de lástima y brindis forzados. Un extraño con sonrisa arrogante interrumpió mi peor momento. Me salvó, sí… pero también se aseguró de que no pudiera olvidarlo. Y así empezó todo. Lo inesperado. Lo incómodo. Lo inevitable.

Uragiri, un adulto joven, decidió leer una historia que le recomendó su amigo, cosa que le condena, pero al mismo tiempo le ayuda.

Flora Bloom, who was betrayed and killed by her boyfriend in her past life, is reborn with a peerless spatial dimension back to the time before the crisis, hoarding food, raising a child, and tearing apart scumbag men and manipulative women. Originally, she just wanted to raise a child and low-key fight zombies and level up together with her family. But she discovered that she was unexpectedly falling step by step into a tender trap meticulously designed by a certain sly and scheming man. Flora Bloom looked at the vast space within her sea of consciousness; it had a farmhouse courtyard, fields, and a Spirit River, but it just lacked a bit of vitality. So, a fat, sky-flying mantis? Collect! A rare little white tiger that can discharge electricity? Collect! A behemoth spirit crocodile with its young? Collect! As long as it's alive and edible, collect, collect, collect them all! Endless scumbags and vile women, a shameless and deeply scheming leader, all wanting to use her to attack zombies and obtain more Crystal Cores for their own gain? Your shameless, worthless life? Hand it over.

One day, a strange hand suddenly appeared inside Chi Wan’s interdimensional space. Its owner claimed to be living in the apocalypse—starving, desperate—and begged to trade anything he had for food. Chi Wan stared at the pile of Imperial Green jade, oversized diamonds, and dozens of kilograms of gold bars he offered… and fell into deep thought. …Wasn’t this a little too profitable? From then on, her connection to the apocalypse only grew stronger. The mysterious man—who turned out to be a powerful figure—used his Wood Ability to help her revive rare orchids, cultivate endangered plants, and even harvest zombie crystal cores for the country. As for Chi Wan? She only had three responsibilities: feed him, feed him, and keep feeding him. Somehow, without realizing it, a group of extraordinary men began to gather around her: A genius research scientist. An aloof, abstinent CEO. A cold and ruthless Soldier King… In front of Chi Wan, they were gentle, attentive, and impeccably polite—each trying to outshine the others. Behind her back? They were one step away from tearing each other apart. Meanwhile, on the other side of the spatial link… The so-called King of the Apocalypse clenched his teeth in silence as he listened to these men compete for her attention. As for Chi Wan? “I’m busy getting rich and supporting my family,” she said calmly. “A battle royale of suitors? I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Until one day— An absurdly handsome man appeared at the gates of her villa… carrying a sack filled with gold and jewels. “I’m here to marry into your family,” he declared. Chi Wan glanced at him, then at the newly connected wasteland world inside her space… …and once again fell into deep thought.