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  Is about a girl who is obsessed with boy on boy love comics. One day the popular smart guy in college finds out her secret. Will she ever be able to keep attending to the college.....

Song Xilai’s secret crush of five years suddenly sent her a photo. [My girlfriend. Pretty, isn’t she?] Song Xilai was furious. Unwilling to back down, she casually found a faceless photo of some impressive abs online and sent it back. [My boyfriend. Handsome, right? Great to touch, even better to cuddle. I haven’t left the bed for three days. /shrug/] Her crush was silent for a moment before coldly replying: [Oh.] It turned out that the owner of those abs was none other than Jiang Fengcheng, the school heartthrob and star of the swim team. Song Xilai had seen him at the pool before—broad shoulders, narrow waist, a perfectly toned body. Truly top-tier. The next day, rumors spread across A University that Song Xilai and Jiang Fengcheng were dating! Song Xilai: … What a disaster! How could she possibly explain to everyone that it was all just a joke? She had only been bluffing! To avoid further misunderstandings, she started avoiding Jiang Fengcheng at all costs—pretending to be glued to her phone whenever he was near, skipping any shared classes, and steering clear of the cafeteria and swimming pool he frequented. In short, total avoidance! But even with all her efforts, she still found herself cornered one day by Jiang Fengcheng in the changing room at the school pool. The boy, towel-drying his damp black hair, looked down at the petite girl before him with dark, piercing eyes. “I heard… you want to sleep with me.” Song Xilai’s face flushed bright red as she frantically shook her head. “No, no, I don’t!” Jiang Fengcheng let out a low chuckle, pulling off the loose jacket draped over his shoulders to reveal a sharp, muscular physique. “Don’t believe you.” “—Unless you prove it.”

He was arguing that free will exists when the world ended. One move from winning. A stone between his fingers. His oldest rival across the board, insisting that nothing anyone does is truly chosen — that every step of a man's life was laid down before he took the first. Then the room skipped, and Shen Huang woke facedown in black water on a world that had never heard of Earth. He did not panic. He counted. Wrong cold. Fog the color of a bruise. A crowd above him, waiting. Two seconds, and he understood he was dead, and elsewhere, and here on purpose. The third second was the one that should have frightened him. He was interested. In this world, power is inherited. The Vashari are born holding it — fire that follows the eye, minds that bend memory, futures read like a page. Everyone else is Nuun. The empty. The severed. Cattle with names, herded into a drowned frontier nobody else wanted. Shen Huang has no power. He will never have power. He has something worse. He has four thousand years of a dead world's warcraft locked behind his eyes — every siege, every betrayal, every annihilation history ever recorded — and he has landed among a people who have never seen a single one of them. They will call him the Nobody. Then the general. Then the King of the Empty. And when they finally find a word for what he is, it will not be a title. It will be a curse, whispered in a language older than their gods, for the thing that moves without being moved. He has done this before. He does not remember losing.

Kane… A child who doesn’t remember his past. Yet deep inside, even existence itself seems to have forgotten him. He witnessed the collapse of a universe. And then… he realized everything had to be reset. (Store Activated) Memories began to flow once more, like a dark river. Now, only one question remains: If Kane remembers his past… will the universe crumble once again? Or this time… will fate take a different turn?

Après l’apparition soudaine de l’Apocalypse, le monde s’effondre et révèle la véritable nature de l’humanité : peur, trahison et instinct de survie. Sei, un garçon déjà brisé avant la fin du monde, survit non grâce à l’espoir, mais grâce à une lucidité glaciale sur la cruauté humaine. Un Système neutre apparaît, offrant à certains éveillés un Train d’Évolution, capable de progresser, de combattre et de voyager au-delà des ruines de la Terre. Accompagné d’un serpent mystérieux présent à ses côtés avant l’Apocalypse, Sei évolue sans jamais accorder sa confiance à quiconque. Il manipule, domine et élimine sans hésitation ceux qui deviennent inutiles ou dangereux. Refusant toute égalité, toute émotion et toute morale héroïque, Sei comprend une vérité absolue : seule la peur peut imposer l’ordre et créer une paix durable. Sous sa tyrannie froide et méthodique, les races de la Terre sont unifiées, au prix de millions de vies. À travers des personnages secondaires profondément développés — survivants, fanatiques, traîtres, démons et entités cosmiques — l’histoire explore la psychologie humaine dans un monde sans illusion. À partir du chapitre 1000, Sei quitte la Terre et entame une conquête cosmique à bord de son train, accompagné de son serpent devenu Jörmungand, le Dévoreur de Mondes, découvrant peu à peu la vérité sur le Système, l’Apocalypse et l’origine de toute existence.

Just a story of a normal guy waking up in a forest or maybe just dreaming? Release Rate - Might change depending on the mood DISCLAIMER - I DON'T OWN THE IMAGE JUST FOUND IT ON PINTEREST IF YOU CLAIM TO OWN THIS PICTURE THEN PLEASE CONTACT AND I WILL TAKE IT OUT

Sacrifice is a lie for the weak. There are only gains and losses. Nothing can be gained without losing something in return. In fact, even paradise demands death. Yet beyond this nihilistic view of life, never forget that the opposite is also true. In every loss, there is something to gain. What we all call "wisdom", lies in our ability to move forward through hardship, seek out these hidden gains, accept compromise, and strive for better days. After all, the worst that can happen is death. In writing this story, I hope you will find at least a bit of wisdom and enjoyment, despite my limited writing skills.

Abstracto es una recopilación de cuentos cortos, basados en los temas profundos de la vida. Utiliza la parte no visible, para explicar o trabajar en un análisis. Sus puntos de reflexión te hacen preguntar: ¿es real o ficción? Los cuentos del hoy, donde puedes ser el antagonista o protagonista de tu historia. Cada historia es única y literal, pero si analizas va más allá. No hay conexiones entre los cuentos excepto por la *idea de abstracción*. Abstracto: En la filosofía es toda representación que no corresponde a ningún dato sensorial o concepto. Es lo que es de comprensión difícil.

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"

The first time Ji Huan was to be married, the groom died just as her bridal sedan chair arrived at his door. The second time Ji Huan was to be married, the groom was struck by lightning just as the auspicious hour arrived. Having been 'returned' twice, her ominous reputation spread throughout the surrounding villages, and it seemed she would be left on her family's hands. Her grandmother, who favored boys over girls, slapped her thighs and wailed, "What sins did I commit in my past life, that you can't even be sold for a single tael of silver!" Ji Huan: "...You might not believe this, but I'm destined for great fortune in the future." Yikes! There's a rule that "those who are unmarried by the age of seventeen will be assigned a husband by an official"? Not to worry, not to worry, I'll just find a fake husband to deal with it. That vagrant at the village entrance... if he cleans up, he's actually quite presentable. It'll be him!