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For money, Jin Jumo "signed" herself to the business tycoon Rong Mochen, for a period of one year. Upon their first meeting, the man's voice was icy, "I like women who keep their place, understand?" "Yes." Jin Jumo nodded lightly. So, Jin Jumo always adhered to her place, tightly locking her heart away, never crossing the line. If there was anything in her relationship with Rong Mochen that Jin Jumo hadn't anticipated, it would be... --- "Mr. Rong, our contract expired a week ago." Jin Jumo lightly curved her lips, giving a smile that didn't reach her eyes as she looked at the man in front of her. "So?" "So, Mr. Rong, are you playing rogue now?" Jin Jumo gritted her teeth. "Hmm..." Rong Mochen frowned, leisurely raising his head to look at Jin Jumo, "Is my daughter behaving well in your belly?" "It's not even two months, how do you know it's definitely a daughter..." Wait... Jin Jumo's eyes widened in terror, she hadn't told him she was pregnant... Rumor had it, a car accident targeting Z City tycoon Rong Mochen resulted in the death of a seven-month-pregnant woman. Rumor had it, after the accident, the Rong Family's president underwent a drastic change, becoming ruthless and fierce from being coldly indifferent. Rumor had it, the person killed in the accident was the person closest to Rong Mochen's heart. --- Four years later. "Brother, do we really need to find a new boyfriend for Mommy?" The little bun bit his chubby fingers, looking at the little boy beside him who was slightly taller. "Yes." The boy squinted, his gaze coldly fixed on the televised global sensation of the Rong Family's president's luxurious engagement ceremony. "But didn't Brother say that the old man named Rong is our real dad?" Jin Jumo, who had just stepped into the house, was nearly collapsing inside. How did the two little guys know Rong Mochen was...

Liszt findet sich als ländlicher Baron in einer alternativen Welt wieder, die dem mittelalterlichen Europa ähnelt. In dieser Welt gibt es Drachen, die Metalle ausscheiden können, Elfen, die sich um die Ernte kümmern können, und Missionen, die in Nebel geschrieben sind und die nur Liszt sehen kann. Kann Liszt mit Hilfe der mysteriösen Missionen allmählich vom Baron von Blumenstadt zu etwas Größerem heranwachsen und den gesamten Kontinent und darüber hinaus für sich beanspruchen?

If one day, everyone becomes smaller, a piece of bread can be eaten for half a month, a bottle of Maotai can be drunk for several years, taking a bath with milk is no longer a dream, and driving a toy car around the house. Doesn’t it sound cool? However, cockroaches, mice, and even ants have become deadly threats. How can people protect themselves?

Eine Apokalypse bricht herein – als ein tödliches Supervirus den Großteil der menschlichen Bevölkerung auslöscht. Es dauerte weniger als einen Tag, bis die Welt für immer verändert wurde – und die Menschheit in die Knie zwang. Für die meisten ist es eine Zeit des Elends und des Todes, jedoch gibt es einige, die Glück haben. Zane Graves, der auf einen "Blutkristall" stößt, erhält eine Fähigkeit: [Wandelnder Toter] – die ihm eine besondere Kraft verleiht und ihn so auf seinen Weg an die Spitze schickt!

Beginning: The novel begins on an ordinary day, and suddenly, all humanity shrinks to the size of only a few millimeters. This tremendous change has brought unprecedented challenges and crises to human society. Development: People are beginning to adapt to this new miniaturized world. The food became extremely abundant, and a piece of bread could serve a small community for a long time. However, the once inconspicuous insects and small animals in daily life have become a huge threat. Climax: As the story unfolds, humans encounter various challenges in a miniature world, including battles with insects, competition for resources, and how to rebuild social order. Conclusion: After experiencing a series of adventures and challenges, humans gradually adapt to this new world, establish new social structures and lifestyles, and demonstrate their ability to adapt to the environment and overcome difficulties. This novel explores the resilience and adaptability of human society, as well as survival strategies and profound reflections on human nature in the face of tremendous changes, through extreme situational settings.

What if you’re a God in a cultivation world, but in real life you’re simply trying to survive an apocalypse? Clayne never expected that the day he was supposed to submit his miniature world project to his teacher would become the day the zombie apocalypse began. Got nothing to do, trapped inside his classroom with the undead outside and no way out, he thought it was only a matter of time before he died. Woke up from an exhausted nap, he noticed the miniature world he’d reconstructed… had a person inside it. Tiny one. She wore robes, used strange mystical techniques, and was fighting but struggling against a group of small ants. Without thinking, Clayne crushed them with his finger. The moment he did, she knelt and kowtowed. She called him the Almighty Being... A GOD! And as thanks, she offered him something his mind couldn't believe… A Method to Step into the Path of Immortal Cultivation! This is a no system story. If you like it, pour this with Golden Tickets and Powerstones. Thanks!

The end of the dungeon era and the beginning of the aether era. It begins with the worlds saviour being betrayed. Aether Era, year 400, a tiny terror is reborn. Will she live to see the new era she helped to create or is it the end of her life for good? Will she be able to get revenge? What new challenges await? —- This is an idea I had for an original novel based off dungeon novels I have read before because I had been wondering what happens to the world after the hero or heroes conquer the dungeons and restore peace to the world. Kofi Link to donate and join monthly for early chapter releases: https://ko-fi.com/dancematdan Discord Link: https://discord.gg/ehdpPFzrFF Novels under my account Bodyguard of a Villainess in an Apocalyptic Revenge Novel Tiny Terror of the Aether Era Kan-Gar-Chu! (One Piece Fanfic) Pi-Gar-Chu! (One Piece Fanfic) Bombyx: Return of the Vengeful Eldest Daughter (Ongoing) Dr who is where now? (Dragon Ball Fanfic) Apotropaic of Danmachi Holy Beast Saintess (Dropped)

The universe learned to listen. Now it must learn to choose. After the Seam awakened and Echo became the conscience between worlds, existence itself changed. Civilizations no longer lived in silence. Choices carried weight. Consequences were witnessed. And humanity was no longer alone in shaping its own destiny. But peace born from legitimacy is fragile. Far from the center of influence, a new presence begins to emerge—one that does not value freedom, only survival. One that offers certainty instead of consent. Stability instead of choice. For the first time, the universe will face something Echo cannot simply listen to. Meanwhile, Aarav—the boy who once stood at the center of everything—has stepped away. No longer a symbol. No longer a reference point. Just human. And yet, his absence begins to matter more than his presence ever did. As civilizations begin choosing sides, and reality itself starts to bend around competing truths, Echo must confront a question it was never meant to answer: Is freedom worth the risk of extinction? Or is survival worth the loss of choice? In a universe where morality has gravity, every decision pulls reality with it. And not every world will fall in the same direction.

In the Dharma Ending Era, justice is dead. Corruption is normal. Hospitals prioritize the wealthy. Courts bend to power. And ordinary people disappear quietly. Wen De was just another invisible man. Until his phone activated. [Moral System Initialized.] It doesn’t give him strength. It doesn’t give him money. It gives him something far more terrifying— The authority to adjust probability. A corrupt official’s accident rate increases. A court verdict shifts by 3%. An ICU bed reallocates. A survival rate rises. But every increase demands a decrease. To save one life, another must edge closer to death. To correct injustice at scale, someone nearby must pay the cost. When morality becomes data… When justice becomes optimization… And when love becomes bias… How long before the man correcting the world becomes its next tyrant? Because in a world ruled by algorithms— Even compassion has a casualty rate.

What is destiny, you may ask? Well, destiny is an automated program I've created, randomly assigned to the baby born from Mother's and Father's DNA. But sometimes, to enjoy myself, I change the destiny of suppose to be hotshot characters and make their life miserable. I did it, and my Karma got soooo negative, I had to fix it somehow. 'Who am I?' you are asking. I am the one, yes, that one. Now that I changed the destiny of a supposed to be a successful man, Desmond, I had to give him another chance at life. To null my negative Karma, I gave him some extras, such as a system and stuff. I don't know, it is too complicated. Anyway, I will watch this boy once again, because he always brings surprises. Wanna watch it with me? Bring your own beer, and pay with power stones. https://discord.gg/cyUphKf