ichi to visual novel

Maria Lunalady Blackhazel is a beautiful genius with heterochromatic eyes. Oh, that and she’s also the leader of a ruthless, multinational private military company that brings forth chaos and destruction. Known as the “Princess of Pure Darkness” around the world, she’s the subject of many people’s admiration, hatred and fear. But to the main character Siyoung, she’s an irrelevant person living in a completely different world. That is, until one day she suddenly shows up and kisses him. “I wanted to see you, Onii-sama…” And just like that, Siyoung was given the world’s greatest little sister.

Ima was always a pariah. His obsession with video games and visual novels made him the perfect target for social rejection, leading him to live more within digital worlds than in the harshness of reality. However, his life changes drastically after a failed confession of love ends in a fatal accident. On the threshold of death, Ima receives an offer impossible to refuse: a second chance in exchange for a deal that will alter his existence forever. Waking up seconds before the impact, Ima discovers that he now possesses the abilities of the games he loves so much. Notifications, statistics, and decision points appear before his eyes. But what seems like any fan's dream soon transforms into a lucid nightmare. Ima will not be slow to understand that the mechanics of a visual novel are atrocious when applied to real life. Forced by a power he cannot turn off and dragged by social circumstances beyond his control, he will gradually find himself entangled in dilemmas and problems that will lead him to live a life he never desired.

The author of this novel has unfortunately passed away. The story will go an infinite hiatus. It will remain online as an open source for inspiration for anyone who wishes to reimagine it. Thank you for accompanying the author on their journey.

"Huh,Why I'm Here" The moment i opened my eyes i was in a different world and if this wasn't enough i was in world of the visual novel which i played . Can I survive?

Ketika Keobsesifan Meninggalkan Diriku Setelah kecelakaan mobil, ingatanku tereset ke sepuluh tahun yang lalu—ke sore hari ketika aku mengungkapkan perasaanku pada Caleb Blackwood di pameran seni kelulusanku di NYU. Aku menelusuri setiap aplikasi di ponselku, dengan putus asa berusaha menemukan bukti bahwa Caleb adalah suamiku, tetapi di samping namanya di kontak hanya tertulis label "Pengacara" yang tidak personal. Riwayat percakapan kami benar-benar kosong. Dalam keputusasaan, aku menelepon sahabatku, Maya Chen, untuk bertanya apakah pengakuanku hari itu berhasil. Dia meledak padaku seperti kotak mesiu yang terbakar. "Willow Hayes, apa kau sudah gila? Berhasil? Kau baru saja akan menceraikannya!" Setelah menutup telepon, pikiran pertama yang terlintas di benakku adalah, Wow, aku luar biasa. Aku benar-benar berhasil mendapatkan Caleb Blackwood yang tangguh itu. Pikiran keduaku adalah kebingungan total saat aku menatap surat perceraian dan tiket satu arah ke Florence di meja samping tempat tidur. "Siapa yang menginginkan perceraian? Aku? Apa aku sudah gila?"

When the Obsessiveness Leaves Me After the car accident, my memory reset to ten years ago—to the afternoon I confessed my feelings to Caleb Blackwood at my NYU graduation art exhibition. I scoured every app on my phone, desperately trying to find proof that Caleb was my husband, but next to his name in my contacts was just an impersonal "Lawyer" tag. Our chat history was completely blank. In desperation, I called my best friend, Maya Chen, to ask if my confession that day had been successful. She exploded at me like a lit powder keg. "Willow Hayes, have you lost your mind? Successful? You're about to divorce him!" After hanging up, the first thought that flashed through my mind was, Wow, I'm amazing. I actually managed to land the formidable Caleb Blackwood. My second thought was sheer confusion as I stared at the divorce papers and a one-way ticket to Florence on the nightstand. "Who wants a divorce? Me? Have I lost my mind?"

See the world through the eyes of our unnamed protagonist, who wakes up being subjected to the fate of a visual novel protagonist: forced to make a choice of the lesser evil and be inexplicably surrounded by cute girls he had never seen before. Will his choices lead to a start of rose-colored wonderful harem life? Or will he take the path of mayhem and learn the truth behind this Phenomenon? It's really up to the choices he makes!

Lightly based on "My vampire system" A bullied high schooler, popular on school for not having powers opens a mysterious book left by his parents. He gains a system which not only acts like human but renders the MC to keep his eyes covered when not in use Tell me if you like it... or my other books

Duke's Revenge sequence "And?" But customs changed. His people had little tolerance for sorcerers. They were natural enemies. It was defying all conventions. Violate ancient traditions. He was simply bewitched by her. "And since when do you care about traditions, my friend?" - You are mine. - Richard Morgan sighed contentedly, his hand smothering her face. - Only mine, my dear. Didn't think it was like that ...- The firm hands smoothed his belly. She was silent. A silence that seemed to last a damn eternity. He was the alpha of the pack and the girl a sorceress. Why the hell did he get the impression he could feel something else in her? She wasn't a wolf.

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.