animator for berlin story

Menegakkan keadilan dengan melakukan pembunuhan berantai terhadap para penjahat. Berlin Assassin membunuh para penjahat untuk menegakkan keadilan.

Di sebuah dunia di mana yang terlihat hanyalah sebuah panggung, Berlin memilih untuk memimpin dari balik tirai. Dilahirkan di sebuah gang sempit di Manggarai yang gelap dan dipenuhi debu kemiskinan, Berlin Adikara tumbuh dengan satu keyakinan: dunia ini tidak adil, dan keadilan tidak akan datang bagi mereka yang hanya menunggu. Tanpa suara dan tanpa identitas, ia menaiki tangga menuju dunia yang penuh dengan manipulasi. Politik, ekonomi, dan teknologi—semuanya hanyalah alat dalam permainan yang lebih besar. Tetapi siapa sebenarnya yang menggerakkan bidak-bidak catur di balik layar? Berlin tidak mencari pahlawan atau keajaiban. Ia menciptakan jalannya sendiri—dengan tangan yang terluka dan pikiran yang tak terpengaruh. Namun, di dunia di mana setiap kekuasaan diselimuti oleh bayangan, harga yang harus dibayar bukan hanya darah… tetapi juga kemanusiaan.

After committing murder, she wakes up with the same name and face in a world that is not hers.

In post-WW2 Berlin, Henny grieves for her fallen lover, Anna, killed by an Allied bomb. As she joins other women rebuilding their shattered city from its ash-grey ruins, Henny recalls happier times and finds her eye caught by a young woman in a green dress.<br><br>Ruth is too young to remember the heyday of pre-war Berlin, when the bars were full of handsome women and pretty boys, but perhaps her youthful spirit and optimism can bring Henny to hope for the future.

Across all ages and eras, every man at one point of his life wish to face a battlefield at least once in his life. No matter the outcome—even if it means standing alone against thousands and dying in the end—that is the glory many men are born to pursue. I am no different. Yet I was born in an age where peace reigns. But fate intervened, and I awoke in the body of a young German boy—years before the World Wars begin. This is my chance to fight. From this moment on, I will be the one who shapes the course of history, the world, and its wars. I will become a general. ............... I know Sypnosis suck but please give it a try, who knows you may like it? No Smut No Harem Story is based on history but I may change some things accordingly to adhere to some guidelines. Read it if you like historical novel, history, works wars, etc.

Someone was licking down her neck. It must be part of a dream… a very vivid one. Electrical impulses sprung up through the blood vessels of her body. “It’s you who planned tonight, but you’re treating me as if I’m the unscrupulous one.” “What the hell?!” I had to give up saying any more words. It was strangely stimulating. It was like she was wearing someone else’s body and not her own. Her gaze stopped on the snake-shaped tattoo on his forearm. “Um, maybe… Of course not… You’re not Red Ross, the Duke of Vermont, are you?” “What answer do you want to hear? Do you mean you want to erase the night you spend with me from your mind?” Red Ross, the Duke of Vermont, married Berlin of the Aphrin family. She was a villain who died a year after doing all kinds of evil, without ever being loved. War, famine, raids by demons, natural disasters… A list of misfortunes that she had described for fun at random came to mind. “I’ll leave in a year. I’m a different person now.” It was unfair, but since the novel was written by me, I tried to change it somehow. But the original male lead is now obsessed with me?

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In this world, having a spirit animal isn't just superstition or a metaphor. Half the population can actually summon them for their personal needs, which brings forth a lot of opportunities for humanity as a whole! People use it for good, making our way of life easier. But wherever there are opportunities, danger lurks. Living in this version of New York, the quite literal concrete jungle, makes our protagonist's life all the more interesting. I will also be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com

Anian is an ordinary girl with big dreams .In this story she shows her sides .

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?"