killjoys graphic novel

Aljoša Rodinger, pen name AL Rodinger, is a 21-year-old writer and amateur boxer currently studying history and English literature at the University of Maribor. He was born on 1.7.1999 in Maribor, Slovenia and attended the Rada Robič Elementary School in Limbuš. He began to take interest in the English language from a very early age and by the beginning of his 6th grade was already a fluent speaker of the language. After finishing his elementary school education, he attended the First Grammar School in Maribor as a student of the classics, where he was exposed to a lot of in-depth history, as well as both Latin and ancient Greek. It is there where he began and later on finished writing his book, Killjoys. It is also around this time where he began practicing boxing. After graduating, he enrolled in the University of Maribor as a student of both history and English literature. Currently, he is also employed at the Marbior Slovene National Theatre as an usher. “If you can keep your head when all about you are losing theirs and blaming it on you, if you can meet with triumph and disaster and treat those two impostors just the same. Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it, and - which is more - you'll be a man, my son.” These are the words that start our tale of four friends, their deep and personal friendship and their own coming of ages, where they finally come to terms with their own flaws and manage to find perfection in being imperfect and broken. It is a story about accepting yourself with all of your strengths and weakness, living life with all of its ups and downs, experiencing pain and joy, confronting both your inner demons as well as the people closest to you. Our character’s lives are entwined with discrimination, hatred, addiction and death, yet it always seems that there is some resemblance of light, of contempt at the end of the dark and long tunnel before us. We just simply have to find a way to get to it and make our own path.

A story compilation of the love journey of an Accountant and a Graphic Designer

Chief Detective Bai Yohan has been given the task of figuring out who has been causing brutal and messed up killings around his city. With no correlation to what killer’s intentions are, Bai Yohan will be forced to see the world from a new perspective.

As I walk down the street I hear a scree.... then darkness God: "Welcome child I regret to inform you that you have died." Man: "WTF! Did I seriously just die from the typical isekai Truck-kun this is bullshit." God: "Well I'm glad you are familiar with what will happen to your soul I'm afraid I don't know what this truck-kun is." Man: "Bullshit you don't know!" God: "ALRIGHT ASSHOLE IF YOUR GONNA BE LIKE THAT THEN I'LL TELL YOU, YOU HAD A BRAIN ANURISYM IN THE MIDDLE OF THE STREET AND DIED INSTANTLY!." Man: "Oh..." God: "YEAH I WAS GONNA LET YOU CHOOSE THE WORLD YOU GOT TO GO TO AND GIVE YOU A FEW WISHES BUT NOW, FUCK IT I'M PUTTING YOU IN THE MOST OVER THE TOP WORLD I CAN THINK OF, THE ONLY LUCK YOU WILL HAVE IS BEING RELATED TO ONE OF THE MAIN CHARACTER, GOOD LUCK YA DICK!" And then I opened my eyes to see I'm in a machine with a bunch of red threads around me. *I do not own Kill La Kill. This was all done just for fun*

Plot: Akazuha Shashiki is a veteran adventurer unknown to anyone except a few he's rescued. He has an ambiguous personality, neither good nor bad, and doesn't take sides. He also possesses a completely different kind of justice. Akazuha is also quite hardworking. Author's Note: On a beautiful day, I was very bored, so I decided to post some of my stories online. This is it. Please note, the plot is very simplistic, so if you don't like it, you can read something else.

Ketika seorang aktor menutupi latar belakang keluarganya,namun membawa petaka bagi orang sekitarnya.Akankah ia mampu melewati hari-harinya tanpa tragedi?

Eren had made a grave mistake in his life. He killed a younger brother. He had his reasons though. In this world, only the strong can survive. For this sin he was to be punished for 20 years in a survival game. Will he survive this game or will he face the same fate as his younger brother.

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?"

A mission gone wrong sends military doctor Han Lei tumbling through time, straight into the arms of a fallen Prince in a war-torn era. With a bizarre excuse to keep a doctor by his side, the battle-scarred general finds himself completely undone by her soft words and gentle hands. Han Lei's wish is to earn silver and marry a strong man. The Prince’s wish is to seek development and marry a gentle wife. Two people, four desires, who will bend first? --- She's a dignified modern woman who crossed through time. How could she stand by and let these ancient fools bully her husband? He's a national hero, yet nearly got himself killed over that damn loyalty of his. She asks him: "What are you thinking?" He answers: "My heart is dead, you know what I am thinking." She curls her lips, turns to leave a sentence: "Then what are you waiting for? Go do him now!"

"This is the first time—and the last." That's what Asher Keating told her, cold-faced and buttoning his shirt, after one night he never should have had. Leah Sinclair was no one. A broke college student buried in debt after her grandmother's surgery, selling her evenings at a high-end escort club just to survive. She wasn't supposed to end up in his bed. He wasn't supposed to come back. But he did. After the second time and the third, Leah cursed viciously in her heart: "Damn man! You really can't trust a word men say." Many years later, Asher looked at Leah sleeping beside him and sighed to himself: "Sure enough, you shouldn't be with the same woman more than three times, or you'll really be in for it." Was it possession... or affection? A choice that began as a transaction but became true love, with only the wish... to never forget their original intentions.