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Hunter Cha Eui-jae, who was dispatched to seal a rift that appeared over the West Sea, was flung out as soon as he closed the rift. When he came to his senses, he was lying in a garbage dump. Starving, he was drawn like a zombie is to blood to a hangover soup restaurant, where he realized that he had fallen into South Korea, eight years in the future. In this era, disaster alerts notify people of rift openings in advance, ASMR videos of slimes gathered from dungeons were trending, and idle hunters livestream unboxings of A-rank longswords. Unlike the past, where people trembled in fear of an impending apocalypse, the future was surprisingly peaceful, leaving Cha Eui-jae feeling empty. Since things had turned out this way, why not start a second chapter of life as a part-timer at the hangover soup restaurant, rather than being a hunter? “That’s strange.” “…” “Have we met somewhere before?” Cha Eui-jae’s plan to quietly spend his remaining days as the only part-time worker at the decades-old hangover soup restaurant goes awry when he encounters a mysterious, gas-masked individual… DISCLAIMER: The story credit goes to og translator and author

In a world divided into floating nations and space-bound planes, "Cruel Rulers" have turned paradise into prisons. Joshua Kirishima (23), a warrior who wears a blindfold to contain a reality-shattering "Void Eye," and his lover, Roselia Hanamaru (22), a shadow-shifting strategist, are on a desperate hunt for their vanished parents. Armed only with a "Book of Fate" that breathes with cryptic poetry and demands answers to impossible questions, the two embark on a journey that will take them from the highest heavens to the deepest archives of history.

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SKY & EIAN We used to be playmates when we were kids. Looking forward every events my family have or vice versa. My mom and his mom were best of friends but all of the sudden Eian doesn't want to play with me. The gap between us carried on until we grew up like we are totally strangers. Now that we are in our Senior High and same school. Does our this friendship reconnected? Find out about the story between Skylar Torres, the fourth child of Colton & Shana and Eian Reed, the youngest son of George (Shana's best friend) and Eddy (Colton's Assistant).

Hunter Cha Eui-jae, who was dispatched to seal a rift that appeared over the West Sea, was flung out as soon as he closed the rift. When he came to his senses, he was lying in a garbage dump. Starving, he was drawn like a zombie is to blood to a hangover soup restaurant, where he realized that he had fallen into South Korea, eight years in the future. In this era, disaster alerts notify people of rift openings in advance, ASMR videos of slimes gathered from dungeons were trending, and idle hunters livestream unboxings of A-rank longswords. Unlike the past, where people trembled in fear of an impending apocalypse, the future was surprisingly peaceful, leaving Cha Eui-jae feeling empty. Since things had turned out this way, why not start a second chapter of life as a part-timer at the hangover soup restaurant, rather than being a hunter? “That’s strange.” “…” “Have we met somewhere before?” Cha Eui-jae’s plan to quietly spend his remaining days as the only part-time worker at the decades-old hangover soup restaurant goes awry when he encounters a mysterious, gas-masked individual… DISCLAIMER: The story credit goes to original translator and author.

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Luche Lay Fererro is jolly and probably the kindest person you'll ever meet, but his life was like hell, and he decided to commit suicide, but before he could cut his wrist, he triggered a wealthy system. Everything eventually changed; his life became full of unexpected challenges, revelations, and twists as he embarked on his journey with the Crazy Wealthy System.

Violet Elanor, an unwanted orphan, desperately wished to live in Blackwell Mansion happily. Unfortunately, her eyes were brimming with tears… of suffering. After a president of a well-known conglomerate supposedly sought her out for a paternity test in secret, she assumed she would live in opulence like the rich patients in the mental asylum she came from. However, one of her stepbrothers assumed she was going to be their father’s fourth wife and the youngest stepmother they had ever seen so far. Annoyed, Violet played along with the misunderstanding and dug her own grave even deeper. What made matters worse was that their strict father always skirted around the subject on why she was going to live there and why they had to be kind and respectful towards her. Unfortunately, the step siblings had drawn their own conclusions and convinced themselves it was the truth. It turned out that that their father and her late mother had something going on before she disappeared on him without warning. Despite searching her whereabouts for years, the DNA test revealed that she wasn’t specifically his daughter but still the daughter of the woman he loved. Upon realizing that her mother was the reason for Mr. Blackwell and his second wife's divorce, the awkwardness she felt around their second son, Arthur, almost urged her to run away from Blackwell Mansion, never to be seen again. Should she return to the mental hospital or should she stay in the mansion and accept Mr. Blackwell's strange offer that she marry either one of his sons to ensure her bright future? Now, why would he arrange one of his children to marry a penniless orphan in the first place? If this was just a cruel prank, what would he do if she actually pursued the love she was craving for despite possessing a bizarre syndrome that nobody had even heard of? She wasn’t even sure if she could live past thirty once her brain tumor started growing again. Who would she even choose among the stepbrothers? Would it be the eldest, Liam, the workaholic CEO and heir of Blackwell Corporation, Arthur, the rebellious top high-fashion model of their generation or should it be Charlie, the moody yet genius artist behind the pseudonym ‘ishikawa’? Whatever. Shouldn't she find a job and earn some money first?

My husband, Ronan Callahan, the Don of Chicago's largest Irish crime family, violated our wedding vows. He cheated on me with Scarlett Rhodes, the daughter of a rival real estate tycoon, while I was pregnant with his heir. To appease me and give my Keaton family a plausible story, he claimed he’d broken things off with Scarlett. My parents pleaded with me, "Now that Ronan has come back to you, for the sake of both our families, don't make a scene." From that day forward, a crippling mysophobia consumed me. Any form of physical contact would make me gag uncontrollably. Unable to take any medication, my only recourse was a compulsive need for sanitation. I demanded that everything be sterilized before it came near me. Ronan, a man notorious for his volatile temper, disinfected himself three times a day for me. If he needed to approach me, he would speak from a safe distance of six feet. Every time he entered my bedroom, he had to change into sterilized clothes. No matter how tedious the process, he never once complained. "It's okay, Aveline. I was the one who broke my vow first." But when I ordered Ronan to wash his hands one more time, he finally shattered. He smashed his whiskey glass on the floor in front of me. "Enough! What man hasn't made a mistake? Do you have to humiliate me like this? Am I that filthy in your eyes?" In retaliation, Ronan deliberately invited a rowdy biker gang to our meticulously designed lakeside estate. He saw it as a punishment for my obsession with cleanliness, planning to use my pregnancy to force my submission. Under the relentless stress, a sharp pain tore through my abdomen. Soon, blood began to seep down my inner thighs, soaking my skirt. But in that same moment, I felt a strange and startling wave of relief. "Let's get a divorce, Ronan."

When she opened her eyes, she had inexplicably returned to twenty years ago, the first day of the apocalypse escape. "Classmate, you're a Superpower User, right? How about considering joining our special operations squad?" Looking at the man opposite her with sparkling, charming eyes, Xie Ning heartlessly refused: "Thanks, I have a team." "Ah, what team do you have?" "No team." "Right, you're beautiful, so whatever you say is right. How about this, you join our squad, and I will accompany you through wind and rain, and go through fire and water with you to clear dungeons and kill monsters." "Every single day, year after year?" "Mhm! I will work hard to make money, and only for you. How does that sound?" Xie Ning: ... After being reborn, her small Space has turned into a large, mobile villa, and she originally just wanted to live her own quiet little life in peace. Never did she expect to attract such a clingy, devilishly charming man. Question: How does one heartlessly and coldly reject a charmer? Waiting online for an answer, it's quite urgent...