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Modesty! Honesty! Compassion! Bravery! Justice! Sacrifice! Honor! Faith! He is a lich, yet he upholds the knightly spirit! He is a lich, yet he remains steadfast in his faith of light! "With a formidable enemy at hand, fearless and unobstructed! Daring and loyal, worthy of the Holy Spirit! Loyal and upright, willing to die unyielding! Protecting the weak, never going against heaven's principles!" Standing at the top of the world, no matter how great the storm, nothing can stop him from following the steps of the Holy Spirit! Not even the Holy Spirit! ... This is a romantic legendary story of a chatty cat and a lich who dedicates his body and soul to the light! Yes, "romantic," not deceiving you! That's just how it is!

#no-harem Hope doesn't exist in Argent. You live inside a barrier, and everything outside has been destroyed and filled with corruptors. There's absolutely no chance of killing them, magic, fire, water, nothing damages them. But what if your ability didn't try to damage? What if it simply rearranged things? Allaran gets his answer the day he turns twenty one. The same day he faced Exile by the system and was teleported into the wasteland. The ability he receives is Switch, the power to swap the location of two objects with a thought. Useless. Embarrassing. When a Corruptor finds him in the wasteland. Allaran, with nothing left to lose, points his useless power at an unkillable monster. Turns out immunity doesn't matter when your head is suddenly six feet away from your body. Level up. Allaran stares at the notification, then at the corpse, then back at the notification. "We could level up?" Nobody told him that. Nobody told any of them. Argent has been throwing people into this wasteland for generations, and not a single person ever came back to say there was something to survive for. Now he's alive when he shouldn't be. The warehouse clerk with the worst ability just broke the one rule nobody believed could be broken. And if he can level up from killing corruptors? He's just getting started.

Char transmigrated! He transmigrated to the game he created! Awesome! I want to tame beasts! I want to manage a castle! I want to drive the castle around the world! But, why are there Elves, Half-Elves, Dwarves, Half-Beasts, Shift Beasts, Shark Lizard Beasts, Greenfoot Dragon Snakes, Multi-headed Lizard Hydras, Flame Skulls, Death Knights here? I didn't design it like this! Also, what in the world are Lord of Dawn Losanda, Forest Goddess Melikai, God of Knowledge Ogma, God of Lies Shirek, God of Tyranny Bane, and the Spider Demon Queen Rose? And there's a god battle, too?! Too dangerous, I guess I won't travel the world just yet. First, let's set a small goal: become a Fantasy Lord first!

When people across the world start collapsing without warning, Japan keeps pretending it is under control. The news calls it illness. The government calls it panic. Ren Kurono only knows rent is still due. He is a tired delivery rider with too many jobs and not enough sleep. He keeps moving through the rain while the city starts to break around him. Then he sees what no one else can see. Strange waves around the living. A countdown before death. Something pulling souls out of their bodies. Ren was supposed to die too. He does not. Now the world responds when he looks at it. And somewhere beyond human understanding, the harvest has noticed its first mistake.

Starting something new today, May God help me.. and my fellow readers!

Solomon, an 847-year-old legendary mage with immense power, controlled the mythical Moving Manor and commanded thirteen powerful servants known as the Thirteen. After forming an alliance with the Kingdom of Alexandria, he was attacked by the demon lord Wrath. Before dying, Solomon activated a secret Phoenix contract that reincarnated him as a four-year-old child named Sol in Alexandria.

Jason main male character and best friend of Leonard...He is totally gay and has a crush on Leo but when Leo comes back from his studies abroad with a girlfriend Jason is "forced" to also come out as straight and date Gwen -a local actress , while getting some dating advice from his little sister Jesca Jesca doesn't support this affair ,real or fake (which is fake) and soon enough the lie brings in more chaos than expected.....

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In a world filled with obstacles, I must move forward. Agnes was just a ten year old girl when she was been abused by her father. Read the novel to find out why.Update: 1 chapter per day.

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?"