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Lin Chuan, a struggling writer, finally got his golden finger—the Career Life Experience System. Randomly experiencing a profession, after the experience is over, novels will be generated based on Lin Chuan's experiences. But Lin Chuan found that the professions he experienced were all too sketchy! Swindler, Assassin, Hacker, Touch Gold Captain... Corresponding novels were born: “Swindler,” “Hacker Kingdom,” “Touch Gold Notes,” and others came into existence. Before he knew it, his works became popular. Selected reader comments: “This book describes things too realistically, this is definitely an autobiography!” “With you confessing and me confessing, Mr. Lin will end up in prison sooner or later.” “Author Lin Chuan (×), Suspect Mr. Lin (√)” Unexpectedly, the reader's prophecy has come true! The police showed up, “We suspect you're involved in serious illegal and criminal activities!” Lin Chuan, “Huh?” The police, “The crimes in your novels, they're your actual deeds, right?” Lin Chuan's vision went dark. Done for, I've written myself into the station, but I'm really not a criminal suspect!!!!!!

Ebony had never been very… normal. Neither was his upbringing, but it didn’t stop him from living a somewhat normal life. His younger school years had quite some disruptions but all else went as per normal. Left alone after he turned 15 and was deemed old and capable enough to care for himself. He went on graduating high school and entering a university with no issue. Ebony never faced any problem in life. He didn’t lack money. He could see his entire future pan out for him and he was sure it was going to go as expected. Graduate, get a stable job, build up a family, live to a ripe old age together with his partner. Boring. Not that he didn’t want any of that and the building of a family might prove difficult seeing how he had been single for all 20 years of his life. There was little he looked forward to in life. His daily routine of training had been moulded into him from as far back as he could remember and has become a habit and a hobby. Reading was one outlet for his boredom, fantasy, swords and magic, a world unlike his own where perhaps his training would have some use. One moment he was on the way back from a job interview for a part time job, the next moment he found himself in a forest. Freezing... Snowing in the middle of Summer? Not important. Appearing in a forest out of nowhere? Not important. A metre tall and twice as long ripped ass boar in sight? Cool. Charging right towards him? Not so cool.

The world of Noax is not a planet; it is the corpse of a dead god floating in a sea of Grey Fog. For eons, civilizations have risen and fallen, trapped in a terrifying cycle. In every era, humanity seeks power by binding "Aspects"—living concepts like Fire, War, or Time—to their flesh. But power comes with a price: to bind a concept, one must lose their humanity. History is a graveyard of nine apocalypses. Now, the Tenth Era has begun.

Dans un monde déchiré par la fusion ancienne entre l’univers humain et le royaume féérique, les cendres de la guerre, du rejet et de l’injustice continuent d’alimenter les rêves brisés de ceux qu’on a toujours laissés de côté. Elle, c’est une jeune Fée née sans ailes, méprisée de tous, vivant dans les Basfonds de Sylvania, dernier bastion d’une monarchie aussi brillante que pourrie de l’intérieur. Lui, c’est un humain errant, survivant d’un massacre oublié, porteur d’un pouvoir dévastateur et d’un nom effacé, que l’on surnomme avec crainte… le Héros. Leurs routes se croisent dans un royaume où les couronnes se disputent par le sang, où les dieux se sont tus, et où les cicatrices de l’Histoire hurlent sous la surface. Entre complots royaux, rivalités tribales, assassinats politiques et tournois meurtriers, ils devront apprendre à survivre, à se haïr, à s’entraider… et peut-être à réécrire les règles d’un monde qui ne leur a jamais laissé de place. Mais alors que des forces anciennes s’éveillent, que la frontière entre rêve et cauchemar se brouille, la légende du premier Héros et de la première Fée pourrait renaître… ou s’éteindre à jamais.

As she walked back to her room, her mind raced. "Oh no. I'm inside a novel. This novel," she thought, panic bubbling beneath her composed exterior. She was living in the world of the book she had been so engrossed in, reincarnated as the character everyone loved to hate. Determined to survive and rewrite her fate, Amelia resolved to navigate this treacherous new world with care. She would use her knowledge of the novel to her advantage, starting with maintaining her new persona as the overly friendly, reformed stepmother. And perhaps, just perhaps, she might even find a way to win the cold duke's heart.

"Prophecies are meant to be fulfilled. This one was meant to be erased." At the end of Kali Yuga, the world waits for Kalki—the divine avatar fated to end the age of darkness. But fate has fractured. A new force walks the earth. Not born of prophecy. Not blessed by gods. An anomaly—unrecorded, unpredicted, unstoppable. He wears silence like armor. His past, a ghost. His strength, immeasurable. And wherever he walks, the lines of destiny begin to tremble. Some whisper he’s a myth reborn. Others fear he’s a warning written too late. But all will soon understand: He was never meant to exist… and yet, he is here. And he brings with him only one vow: “I Shall Write My Own Destiny!.”

THE REGRESSOR WHO CAN REWRITE REALITY The day the world ended... Armin died Cities fell overnight Humanity was hunted to the brink of extinction by terrifying mutations and in the end even hope was erased But death was not the end Armin awakens on the very first day of the apocalypse carrying memories of a future where everyone he loved was slaughtered and humanity was annihilated This time he refuses to let history repeat itself Armed with the mysterious Book of Grammarry an artifact capable of rewriting reality itself Armin begins changing the future one event at a time Yet every change creates an even greater ripple Monsters evolve years before they should Forgotten horrors awaken too early The future he once knew is collapsing before his eyes Elsewhere a mysterious young man named Eren searches the ruined world for his younger sister Possessing monstrous strength and an unknown past he soon collides with awakened warriors hidden noble bloodlines and enemies powerful enough to shake nations As humanity fights for survival an unimaginable truth is revealed The apocalypse was never an accident It is the opening move of a cosmic game orchestrated by gods Ancient beings watch from beyond reality Divine crystals awaken extraordinary powers Towers pierce the heavens Dimensional gates tear open the fabric of the world And every survivor is nothing more than a player in a game where entire universes are treated as entertainment To save humanity Armin must rewrite destiny itself But lurking at the end of every possible future stands the greatest nightmare of all the being who once exterminated mankind... a man who was once Armin's closest friend In a world where reality can be rewritten, fate itself has become the greatest enemy The game has begun

Betrayed and killed by her own best friend, Claire wakes up four years in the past in her teenage body—memories of her tragic future still intact. Determined to rewrite her fate, she begins to fix every mistake, uncover hidden truths, and protect the people she once lost. But changing destiny is never simple. The more she tries to alter the past, the more dangerous secrets surface—and the closer she gets to the truth behind her own death. In a world of lies, obsession, and hidden enemies, can Claire survive her second chance… or will history repeat itself?

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Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"