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Kingston life revolves around Stephanie same goes to Charles. The family of three gives a perfect picture of a happy family. Stephanie has always leave an expectation of a good wife, managing his family as the two male consisting of Kingston the husband and Charles they only child plays the male roles in the house. They relationship is a symbolic type as either sides benefits here and seems like one can't do without the other. later on, Stephanie got diagnosed of kidney disease called dialysis. Which led to her death. This inturn, breaks a chain in the mutual association as one symbiont leaves the cycle leaving the chain imbalance. Tolerance is a natural phenomenal as every living thing tends to adapt to changes. Thus, the father and son (Kingston and Charles) morns, suffer loses, as they struggle for adaptation. A Therapist was recommended as the loses becomes more intense. The two bachelor's, "Kingston and Charles was advised to find a spouse as it does help one to walk-through the past, specially in such a situation. Charles and Kingston move on for a spouse hunt amidst there imbalances. Charles: Guess what. Kingston: huh! Charles: She hate my gut. Charles complain addressing Kingston as the two wanders to accomplish. read more of she hate my guts to get the real riddles of the note.

Miyamoto Musashi’s journey to find answers about the loss of his loved one. In his search for clues, he must fight shadows that continuously follow him. Intense battles are inevitable as he follows the leads he uncovers. Will he find the answers he seeks? And what will his battles bring? Miyamoto Musashi: Shadow of the Blade

Esta historia no es de reencarnación sino que el prota es nacido en ese mundo y no sabe la historia Mha no es mío sólo tengo a mis OC La imagen de la portada tampoco es mía si es tuya y quieres que la saque contactarme

"The streets roam with cannibles. No individual can walk freely." The year is 1814 and Europe is in chaos as a new disease unfolds being called Blight... (Based on the game Guts & Blackpowder)

WFC #152 The New Year is a chance for a new beginning, right? Well, that’s exactly what happened for Rick Kanun. It was exactly at midnight that everything changed. 5... 4... 3... 2... 1... [Initiating World Reformation Protocol] Everybody on Earth heard this robotic voice and then it happened. Lights started flashing and havoc began! *Boom* *Boom* *Boom* Screams, cries, and death throes could be heard everywhere. *Pant* *Pant* “Why is this happening?!” cried Rick. *Beep* [Answering User: New Year’s Wish was granted.] Rick grabbed his grabbed his head. “What is that voice? It’s saying something New Year’s wish?! What wish?!” [User’s wish from 11:30 pm on Earth’s New Year’s celebration.] [Replaying Memory...]

The city fell before the world noticed. Hybrids revolted. Monsters walked openly through streets. The Xotikós — a white-skinned, white-haired species once called human — were reduced to survivors and graves. Gust escapes prison into a city already dead. He does not come to save it. Once, he had a wife who believed in the gods. A daughter who believed her father was a hero. The government believed he was a weapon. All three were wrong. Engineered beyond his own understanding, Gust was designed on theories even his creators feared — a being capable of collapsing reality itself if allowed to awaken fully. Marked as an omniversal threat, he was broken, tortured, and buried long before the world needed him. Now the president who ordered everything is gone. The gods who were worshipped never came. And the hybrids who lost their minds call him legend — and curse. Gust moves through ruin, stopping atrocities not out of mercy, but memory. He uses less than a fraction of his power — because even one percent would shatter what remains. This is not a story about revenge. It is a story about loss, faith that failed, and a man who must decide whether existence deserves to survive him.

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In 1815, there is a midst of crisis of a Plague in that turns the dead to live once more into now Cannablistic Savages in Europe, America looks at the Crisis and steps aside both past wounds and memories aside to intervene in Europe. To help mankind fight its struggle for liberation against the Undead.

Ana was an enigma to uenuku. After starting a new job, at a new firm in a new city- Uenuku finds himself in the firing line of the enigmatic bombshell VP Ana. No matter how hard he works to prove himself to the woman, he can never get a leg up. But could there be more to her obvious hatred for him? Join Ue as he tries to understand just why his new boss hates him so much. >

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?"