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Gu Changsheng is an FGO (Fate/Grand Order) streamer. During his downtime, he loves browsing fan-made short videos. Little does he know, the content he watches is being broadcast directly across the entire Type-Moon Universe. The broadcast starts with a bang: Gudako rips apart the Demon King Goetia with her bare hands! Romani Archaman: "I never imagined... that Ritsuka could tear down a god with a mere human body!" Mash Kyrielight: "Senpai... is so amazing..." Just as the inhabitants of the Type-Moon world are left stunned and caught between laughter and tears, the trend of the short videos shifts again. The screen reveals the dark side of Chaldea: Gudako forcing Heroic Spirits into endless labor. Merlin: "How terrifying... Farming Embers every single day without rest?" Zhuge Liang (Waver): "Working until I’m hospitalized? Forced to eat Golden Apples daily?" Arash: "I really... don't want to blow myself up anymore..." As various iconic scenes and meme videos flood the screens, the entire vibe of the Type-Moon Universe begins to warp. From epic battles to "social death" moments, no one is safe from the cringe. If you want to support me and want advanced access to up to 80+ Chapters, you can check it @patreon.com/Icedrone

I was scrolling through videos, and commented under a video of a couple showing off their love: "Whoever gifts me a Rolls-Royce, I'll marry them in a flash!" Soon, the comment was pushed to the top, and netizens flocked to mock me for dreaming too big. A netizen: "LMAO, if someone actually gifts one, I'll laugh at them forever." As a result, half an hour later, Julian transferred $500,000 to me and told me to pick up the car on the spot. He also posted a picture in the comment section. He commented: "A measly car is enough for you to divorce me?" He said: "You won't be getting any sleep tonight."

5 capítulos, 5 historias diferentes

poems

Entre Acordes e Estrelas As luzes de Tóquio brilham como um mar de estrelas artificiais, enquanto milhares de vozes cantam juntas em um grande palco. No centro dele... uma garota segura uma guitarra. Mas essa história não começa ali. Começa anos antes. Quando Natsumi Yamazaki, uma garota tímida de apenas sete anos, recebeu sua primeira guitarra. Naquele momento, algo despertou dentro dela. A música não era apenas um hobby. Era sua voz. Seu refúgio. Seu destino. Enquanto outras crianças corriam pelos parques depois da escola, Natsumi passava horas em seu quarto, os dedos doloridos pressionando cordas, repetindo acordes até que o som saísse perfeito. Em sua mente, ela já podia ver tudo. Luzes fortes. Um palco gigantesco. E uma multidão cantando suas músicas. Mas sonhos nem sempre sobrevivem ao mundo real. Para seus pais, a música nunca foi um futuro. Era apenas uma distração infantil. Agora, anos depois, Natsumi vive presa em uma rotina que nunca escolheu. A universidade. As cobranças da família. Um futuro planejado por outras pessoas. Dia após dia, o sonho que um dia brilhou tão forte começa a desaparecer. Talvez eles estejam certos. Talvez ela nunca tenha sido boa o suficiente. Talvez o palco nunca tenha sido realmente seu destino. Mas o destino às vezes aparece quando tudo parece perdido. Um cartaz. Uma audição. Uma última chance. Uma única música pode mudar tudo. E naquele palco, diante de estranhos e jurados que decidirão seu futuro, Natsumi precisará descobrir se ainda existe dentro dela a garota que um dia acreditou que podia alcançar as estrelas. Porque às vezes... uma simples garota com uma guitarra pode se tornar a voz que o mundo inteiro vai ouvir.

Everyone in the Capital elite knows that my fiancé, Ian Valerius, is no good in that department. He doesn't feel anything for anyone but me. But the self-proclaimed pure innocent maiden refused to believe it, willing to debase herself for him. The 99th time she sent a lustful video, Ian Valerius finally couldn't take it and exposed the video. Unexpectedly, with her pure persona shattered, the innocent maiden chose to commit suicide by jumping into the sea. But Ian Valerius went mad, jumping into the sea after her. And I became the biggest joke in the Capital elite. Until I went abroad for my wedding and unexpectedly ran into Ian Valerius helping the innocent maiden pick out a wedding dress. With red eyes, he explained, "Sasha has amnesia. Just this once, don't be jealous anymore." I was baffled. My husband doesn't even know her, so why should I be jealous of her? Oh, right, he doesn't know. On the day he jumped into the sea, intending to die for Sasha Shaw, I had already registered my marriage with someone else. Today, we're just here abroad for our wedding ceremony.

Historias nacidas de lo profundo de mí ser, donde las emociones aún no tienen nombre y el silencio guarda su propia voz. Recreo escenarios que respiran en mi mente como si alguna vez hubieran sido reales, y los transformo en fragmentos de tinta, en pequeñas eternidades suspendidas sobre el papel. Son cuentos diversos, trazando caminos invisibles que arrastran la imaginación hacia mundos distintos: algunos suaves como un recuerdo, otros ásperos como una herida que no termina de cerrar. Cada historia es un umbral, una invitación a perderse, a sentir, a habitar lo intangible. Escribo para revelar lo que late en lo invisible. En cada palabra, en cada pausa, algo de mí se fragmenta y al mismo tiempo, se reconstruye.

She doesn't know her name. She doesn't know why she's trapped here. The forest never ends, the pond distorts her reflection, and every time she wakes-she's back at the beginning. Voices whisper, faceless figures follow, and the rules are clear: don't stare too long, don't listen too closely, and never, ever trust what wants you to remember.

Detectives, agentes, un misterio que resolver, una asociación que atrapar.

In the colonized island chain of Loliwe, where white-robed priests rule through scripture and violence, Gil is an orphan with lighter skin and a quiet dream: to rise within the Church and save his people from suffering. He spends his days as an altar boy, clinging to the Bible’s promises of justice and a better tomorrow.