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After a life marked by abandonment, empty routine, and devastating domestic violence, Yuu dies at the hands of his own father. However, his story doesn't end there. He is reincarnated in a savage world ruled by the oni, a brutal race that values strength above all else. Now called Nakhúr, he is forced to survive in a hostile society where affection is scarce, dark magic permeates everything, and his emotional scars threaten to devour him from within. Raised by a warrior mother weakened by illness and an army commander father, Nakhúr struggles to fit into a culture he doesn't fully understand. But what torments him most is not this new world, but the lingering echo of his past life… and his death. As the ritual that will determine his destiny approaches, Nakhúr must discover whether he is a mere spectator of his existence… or if he is destined to break the cycle of suffering that has haunted him since before he was born.

......"`Regrets Come To Last`" , Is what they say.. It was right in some aspects , but I'd never expect to relate to that , in a way where I cannot do it over again or reverse things back to how it was , where I still reach her through my heart.. What's worse is.. For a reason that is so pointless. ......I Had Her Since I Was Born.. ......I Care For Her Since I Learned To Think.. ......I Love Her Since I First Held Her Hands.. For A Long Time We Were Side To Side.. However , Just For A Single Sunrise At The Verge Of Beginning Our Romantic Story , I Lost Her.. For Eternity , Only For A Nonsense Ridiculous Mistake. .. ..

After a war with traditional witches, four kingdoms find themselves at peace until they learn that one of these witch doctors, Mutapa, is alive. He possesses a magical Kudu horn which gives him the power to summon animals in his adventures of revenge on the four kingdoms. It's a war between four kingdoms and a man with an army of animals.

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Tomás es el archivista nocturno del Hospital San Gregorio. Durante nueve años ha vivido entre expedientes, café frío y el zumbido de un fluorescente que parpadea cada treinta segundos. Su trabajo es conservar el orden. No soporta los cabos sueltos. Una noche encuentra un fajo de hojas donde no debería estar. Sin polvo. Sin huellas. En la primera página, alguien ha escrito su nombre. Debajo, un sello rojo: ACCESO DENEGADO. Lo que empieza como un error administrativo se convierte en una investigación que Tomás no puede abandonar. Porque el expediente tiene una fecha: 1997. El año en que él, con cinco años, estuvo ingresado en un hospital. El año del que no recuerda nada. Pronto descubre que el hospital entierra sus errores bajo capas de protocolo, que hay expedientes que alguien modifica sin tocarlos, y que una pregunta lleva meses flotando en el archivo de madrugada: ¿quién sabe mi nombre?

A seemingly innocent class trip turns into tragedy. Who committed the murders and why? How were they committed? The birth of a brand new amateur detective story.

A very wealthy girl discovers a remote that changes realities but what if the remote disappears while she’s in a different reality than hers?

They called it a curse. He calls it silence. In a ruined world where monsters are born from hate, guilt, and despair—known as “Emotica”—a boy awakens with no name, no past, and eyes that burn crimson. He doesn’t feel… but he fights. And each battle against the Emotica draws him closer to a buried truth: a forbidden city called Novalis, a shattered experiment called Project Zero, and a secret that links him to every monster alive. What if the strongest weapon… is the one who feels nothing? EMOTICA is a psychological dark fantasy blending mystery, raw emotion, and epic battles in a world where your feelings can kill you. The void has awakened… and it remembers everything.

Within the supermassive Dark Moon Continent, the stirrings of demons causes souls to rise from the earth. Summoned by a great demon, Orion is unknowingly transported into this seemingly similar world. However, he quickly realizes this world is not exactly as it appears, and his inquisitive nature only leads him further down the rabbit hole.

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?"