shikamaru fume

Life itself is mesmerizing. It holds the power to bloom or to wither. They say every breath counts. Every heartbeat is important. Every second is precious. To put it simply into words, our lives are significant. Valuable they say. Because as time passes, our lives,moments,memories and feelings get drifted along the clock. It ticks, it ticks and it ticks. Showing the definite truth that nothing stays the same,though admittedly scary, it is certain. Nothing can be rewind. Not the time. Not the moments. Not the remnants of happiness, anger, guilt, sorrow and pure ecstasy neither pure misery. Life can never go on and on and on. And unlike the ticking clock, life eventually stops. At this point, when the end of all comes, why life is valuable when we can't enjoy it forever. Where the pleasure of breathing and feeling the air enter your nose and giving out a heavy sigh and feeling the light air brushing on your hair just stops. We can't enjoy it again. Life stops. Death comes. What happens after? Do we get to feel the air again? Do we get to feel our heartbeat go from a normal throb to palpitation? Do we get to experience life just like before but only now,dead ,cold and life less? The irony.I can't even define what life is. Is it breathing? It it being physically visible? Is it having emotions? Life is an enigma. An unknown known state. Do we get to value life just like how we see it when we were alive versus when we were dead? Is the difference even that evident? Does life exist when we are dead? Does life have a long lasting value when in the very beginning, we can never measure something that can never be quantified. The morning rays hit my skin. The smell of rotten metal lingered into my nose. It was foreign but at the same time unlikely pleasant, to see,to smell, to feel the flesh brushing my bare skin and the blood cascading down my forehead,my nose my hands. Feeling its softness and its tender and cold touch. It relaxes my soul like no any other. Its beautiful brown hair,down to her cute nose and soft lips,down to her still beating heart . It was majestic to see life in its truest form. In the most alive state I could ever imagine. A beating flesh of life seemingly staring at me face to face and then, the beat of what's in front of me gradually stops. Tsskk. It hasn't even been a minute. Oh well! I'll just get another one to play with. It's a moral I can say. As my character evolved and so are my beliefs and values in life. Funny how LIFE works, yesterday I was questioning the value of life but today,the next thing I knew, I was ending lives to see its value.

Team Natsu and a few others go on a mission to defeat mediocre rouge ninga's at Konoha. After meeting the people there some decide to stay, some decided to go, and some decided to come. Lucy heartfilla being one of the ones to stay. Why Lucy? You may ask (or not), well Lucy started to find interest in the pony-tailed male, Shikamaru Nara and stayed to get to know him a bit. Shikamaru felt the same and also wanted to get to know Lucy. But little did the two know that they were soon to fall in love. P.S.- Lucy is a bit more powerful and stronger in this fanfic. There will be cursing. And Mavis is human not the little ghost thing that we know her as. Also P.S.- This story was published to Wattpad, Don't worry it is my story.

From now on, this story will only be available for Royal Road. To view the story, remember to look for the same name on Royal Road. Quando a Luz Caiu O mundo não acabou no dia em que a luz cruzou o céu. Ele começou. Há duzentos e quarenta anos, uma massa azul-branca rasgou a atmosfera terrestre como um segundo sol em queda. Testemunhas relataram que o céu se abriu em silêncio antes do impacto — nenhum trovão, nenhum aviso, apenas um brilho intenso que transformou a noite em dia por breves segundos. O objeto tinha aproximadamente quarenta e cinco metros de diâmetro. Quando tocou o solo, não foi apenas a terra que tremeu. Algo invisível se espalhou pelo planeta. Nos anos seguintes, crianças começaram a nascer diferentes. Algumas dobravam metal com as mãos. Outras alteravam a gravidade ao redor do próprio corpo. Houve quem incendiasse o ar sem fósforo, quem manipulasse eletricidade como extensão dos dedos, quem tocasse conceitos que ninguém sabia explicar. E então veio o medo. Uma década depois do Evento da Luz, o mundo entrou em guerra. Não uma, mas nove. Conflitos globais sucessivos, cada um mais devastador que o anterior. Países foram apagados do mapa. O clima mudou. Oceanos avançaram. Ecossistemas colapsaram. A humanidade descobriu que o verdadeiro impacto do meteoro não foi o choque contra o solo — foi o despertar do poder. O Elemento Os cientistas o chamaram de Quenz. Um elemento desconhecido, presente nas células dos indivíduos alterados. Ele alimentava as habilidades extraordinárias, funcionando como uma fonte biológica de energia. Sem ele, os poderes não existiam. Mas havia um problema. O Quenz era letal para humanos comuns. Exposição direta resultava em envenenamento ou morte por radiação celular. Hospitais precisaram ser separados. Protocolos foram criados. A sociedade se dividiu lentamente entre aqueles que possuíam Quenz no sangue e aqueles que não possuíam. Hoje, cerca de vinte por cento da humanidade manifesta algum tipo de habilidade. Entre os demais seres vivos, o número chega a quarenta por cento. Poder tornou-se algo comum. E, ao mesmo tempo, perigoso demais. A Organização Centenas de milhões morreram nas Guerras Mundiais que se seguiram ao Evento. Ao final da primeira década de destruição, vinte e nove países assinaram um acordo histórico. Nascia a SHIPSH. Uma organização internacional independente, criada para regular, monitorar e, se necessário, conter indivíduos superpoderosos. Seu objetivo declarado era simples: impedir que o mundo se autodestruísse novamente. Ela deveria ser neutra. Livre de influência política. Acima das nações. Mas o poder raramente é neutro. Oito grandes potências — as mais ricas, armadas e influentes — assumiram o controle indireto da estrutura da organização. Embora a SHIPSH se declare independente, suas decisões frequentemente refletem interesses estratégicos. Ainda assim, ela é a única barreira entre ordem e colapso. A SHIPSH classifica indivíduos de acordo com o nível de ameaça: de Classe C até Classe Alfa. Alguns poucos, considerados acima de Alfa, não devem ser capturados — devem ser eliminados. Porque há poderes que não podem ser contidos. Os Tipos Com o tempo, os super seres foram divididos em nove grandes grupos. Há os Mega Seres, fisicamente superiores à própria natureza. Os Meta-Físicos, que manipulam gravidade, eletricidade e até dimensões. Os Conceituais, capazes de tocar ideias invisíveis como sonhos, sensações ou habilidades. Os Especialistas, quase invencíveis em condições específicas. Os Transportadores, imprevisíveis e mutáveis. Os Fora de Lista, anomalias ainda não compreendidas. E, por fim, os raríssimos de Classificação Especial — um em cada bilhão — capazes de alterar a própria estrutura da vida ou da existência. Nem todos sobrevivem aos próprios dons. Alguns poderes consomem energia. Outros consomem vida. A taxa de mortalidade entre os manifestantes sem tratamento adequado ultrapassa sessenta por cento. O poder é uma dádiva. E uma sentenç

Make sure to check the auxiliary volume! Niimi Kousei is an avid high school student and passionate Vtuber who spends his time streaming and admiring idols, with his favorite group being "Lucky Star." However, his world turns upside down when he discovers that not just one, but three of his beloved idols are fellow students at his school. upon accidentally encountering each of them, he notices his own Vtuber persona on their phone wallpapers. Surely it’s not pure coincidence that they watch my stream… right?

See life with wonder. Here are the times and moments in which I fell in love with life.

This is a story created by an AI. I did not know there was an option like this, this is awesome. I will just post this randomly. HIHIHIHI every credit goes to Artificial intelligence CHAT OPENAI. The cover picture is also AI created. What a world we are living.

TARSHISH In a modest village where survival requires only patience, Clement and his five siblings share a striking genetic signature: platinum blonde hair that shimmers like moonlight, light brown eyes flecked with warm amber-topaz, and glowing, sun-kissed tanned skin. But when Clement is taken to the bustling metropolis of Sumos, his unique appearance is met with immediate, predatory cruelty. Betrayed by family and sold into brutal city servitude, he survives by keeping his fury hidden beneath a perfectly calm exterior. Vanishing into the shadows, he adopts the guise of a blind street youth, using his invisibility to study the inner workings of commerce and supply chains. When he strips away his disguise to launch a wildly successful fruit empire, his sudden fame catches the attention of the Empire's highest rulers. But instead of elevation, Clement is met with the exact same exploitation and ultimate rejection he faced as a slave. Stripped of his title and forced into a humiliating second exile to the desert of Marago, the Empire makes a fatal mistake: they leave him alive. The Economic Siege In the sun-baked, boundaryless sands of Marago, Clement finds his ultimate sanctuary—and his ultimate weapon. Partnering with Favian Jave, a chaotic and brilliantly charismatic local, Clement builds a revolutionary agricultural monopoly from the infertile soil. But Clement’s ambitions have grown far past survival. Driven by the deep offense of his past treatment, he turns his new merchant empire into a calculated economic weapon. By forging powerful new trade alliances and manipulating the flow of essential resources, Clement systematically cuts off the supply lines feeding the concrete metropolis that broke him. He will not use swords or armies. Instead, Clement will use his strategic brilliance to starve the Empire out, dismantle its corrupt hierarchy from the inside out, and build a free haven where his scattered family can finally thrive. The Core Theme: True power doesn't belong to those who wear the crowns; it belongs to the one who controls the harvest. Clement's journey is a cinematic chess match proving that a single, resilient seed can tear down an entire regime of stone.

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On the verge of death from illness, Yu Zhizhi transmigrates to the Beast World Planet, becoming the lowest-ranking plaything for slaughter. Her destiny was supposed to be a direct slaughter by powerful figures gone Berserk in their beast forms. Fortunately, she awakened the Childbirth System, and the style of the story suddenly changed— The maddened and fallen monster (Wolf): "I'll give you a choice, love me, or be bitten to death by me?" The evil Duke (Snake): "Beautiful maiden, please fall into the abyss of desire with me." The tyrannical Imperial Marshal (Shark): "I command you, you are only permitted to love me!" The wildly arrogant Crown Prince (Tiger): "I will kill all the males who covet you!!" (The list of Beast Husbands is expanding—) As the lowest-ranking female, Yu Zhizhi is doted on wildly by the powerful figures, undergoing Evolution all the way to the top-tier Rare grade and becoming the most noble existence in the Beast World Empire!

Good news: You've awakened. Bad news: You're the villainess. Renee Jennings accidentally obtains a system, allowing her to break free from the plot's control by completing missions. Renee Jennings: "Wait a minute, what's with all the animal dictionaries as a reward?" System: [They can give you an affinity with animals.] Renee Jennings: "Why?" System: [Because a villainess has no affinity with people.] Renee Jennings: "…" This joke is not that funny... * After unlocking animal languages, Renee Jennings embarks on a path of no return— Leading dogs to save a blind woman being stalked by a pervert. Reporting an evil old man who murdered his wife and hid her body, thanks to rats. Helping a kitten catch the murderer who killed its owner and buried the body. Finding tens of millions in stolen goods based on intel from birds. * While others are petting cats, Renee Jennings is riding a tiger. While others are falling in love, Renee Jennings is solving crimes. While others are getting married, Renee Jennings is rescuing endangered animals. While others are having kids, Renee Jennings is serving her country.