chainsaw mane

To pull out your spine and remake your marrow. To cross the soul by chainsaw. Orion Electra, a seasoned horror game fanatic, accidentally steps into an infernal game that is directly linked to the real world. By completing increasingly bizarre missions, he upgrades his 'Hell Rank' and reinforces his vertebrae. "Esteemed Prisoner, you may utilize the 'Phoenix Stomach' as a chainsaw reserve unit, providing acid corrosive abilities..."

A homeless girl gets caught in the rain as she runs to an alleyway to take shelter when a man wearing a thick coat with a red mane around his neck walks up to her. He holds a crystal clear umbrella over her head and silently looks down at her. "Want to come with me?" His voice sweet and mellow. As they go through new experiences with each other, strange events occur around the man and a completely different beast of a life awaits the innocent girl.

In the hallowed annals of time, whispers echoed of an impending era, foretold since ancient days. It was a time when the house of Augustus fallen into extinction, and the end of the age of Taurus and the beginning of the age of Sol. figure would emerge from the realm of mortals, bearing the weight of destiny upon his formidable shoulders. The prophecies, passed down by our wise ancestors, spoke of this harbinger, heralding the twilight of our eternal civilization. His very presence resonated like a haunting melody, woven by the skilled bard, or the enchanting tale spun by the ministrel. He was the embodiment of a triumphant ballad, a conquering warrior marching to the beat of his own relentless drum. His arrival served as both a beacon of hope for the oppressed and a dire warning to the tyrants and city builders who dared challenge his might. It was said that his footsteps alone could crumble towering metropolises, ushering in an age of chaos and unleashing hordes of uncivilized forces upon the the borders of Galactic Empire Yet, the enigma of Blargh The Destroyer shrouded his true nature. Some whispered that he was the celestial offspring of divinity, a sacred emissary sent from the heavens to deliver judgment upon the world. Others believed him to be an otherworldly being, donning the guise of a primal savage, wielding an instrument of devastation beyond mortal comprehension on every corners of the galaxy. Such is the tale that stirs the dormant spirits of ancient warriors, rousing their souls from slumber. It calls upon men to raise their standards of warfare, to aspire to the indomitable power that dwells within this superhuman force. His very existence fuels a yearning to witness the annihilation of all that dares cross his path, leaving naught but desolation in his wake. Behold, the legend that echoes through the ages—Barbarian Chainsaw!

When you fear something so much, it gets a life of its own. One fine day, every fear known to man-kind gets a life of its own, creating their own wonderland.

In the whirlwind of dating nine people, I hit a low point and felt the sting of heartache. But instead of giving up I opened my heart and I mustered the courage for one final roll of the dice with 'Chanchan'.

Welcome to Silicon Valley High, an anime-style high school where everyone is a parody of some kind of tech products, from social media sites like Twitter-Kun to industry juggernauts like Microsoft-Sama, and even nerdy operating systems like Linux-Sensei. Stepping into this technicolor whirlwind is our protagonist, ChatGPT-Chan, a fledgling AI brimming with knowledge yet grappling with social nuances. Timid and bookish, she is set to navigate the tumultuous yet vibrant corridors of Silicon Valley High. From tackling math problems with the serious yet handsome Calcula-Kun, the personification of Wolfram Alpha, to dealing with the mean girls of the Viral Vixens Club led by Insta-Chan and TikTok-Chan, every day is a new adventure. Get ready for a rollercoaster journey peppered with Silicon Valley insider jokes, tech nerd knowledges, and perhaps, a dash of romance under the wild premise of this story.

A STORY ABOUT A BOY ... who loves and get heart break...

Alvah, a young girl, finds herself in a new world she never heard of before. superpowers, magic, mythical creatures, crimes, deadly competitions..etc were all normalized in this world, it's the "CHAOS" itself. - if life gives you lemons, you make lemonade right? this world is Chaos, why not make it even more chaotic!? - Alvah~ under the high pressure and deadly events she's about to face, how would she survive and rise from the ashes to rule this great mayhem? my Instagram/TikTok: skyramyy Note: I don't own the cover, contact me for credit or removal.

Be Humble

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?"