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Als Zhaozhao zehn Jahre alt war, wurde sie als wahre Tochter in den Marquis-Haushalt zurückgebracht. Ihre Eltern vergötterten sie, ihr Bruder war ihr nahe, und sogar die falsche Tochter behandelte sie mit Wärme. Zhaozhao dachte einst, sie würde träumen, und sie behandelte sie mit ganzem Herzen. Bis sie sie persönlich in die Grabwächterstadt schickten, einen Ort, der Menschen verschlingt, erkannte sie, dass sie nur zurückgeholt wurde, um die falsche Tochter auszutauschen und zu schützen. Fünf Jahre lang in der Stadt ignorierte der Marquis-Haushalt sie. Sie ließen die Söhne von Adligen aus vornehmen Familien sie als Prügelknaben benutzen, sie misshandeln und schlagen, bis kein Teil von ihr unversehrt blieb. Sie starb verzweifelt am Tag bevor sie die Stadt verlassen sollte. Im Moment ihres Todes erwachte Zhaozhao. — Vor hundert Jahren öffnete sich das Geistertor, und der Geisterkönig führte tausende grausame Geister aus der Unterwelt, um Verwüstung über die Welt zu bringen. Sie war ursprünglich König Yan der Unterwelt, herabgestiegen, um wegen Pflichtverletzung Prüfungen zu erfahren. Sobald Zhaozhao ihre Augen wieder öffnete, Veränderte sich die Welt, und sie hielt das Buch des Lebens und Todes, verwandelte sich in König Yan, um Leben zu fordern. Über Gut und Böse urteilend, Feinde niederschlagend. Sobald sie einundachtzig böse Seelen gesammelt und den Geisterkönig gefangen hatte, konnte sie zu ihrer Position zurückkehren. — Am Tag, als sie die Stadt verließ, kamen das Marquis-Paar und ihr Bruder persönlich, um sie abzuholen. Zhaozhao würdigte sie keines Blickes und drehte sich um, um in Prinz Sus Kutsche zu steigen. Ihre Eltern beschimpften sie als undankbare Egoistin, und ihr Bruder höhnte, dass sie weinend zurückkommen und betteln würde. Später knieten alle auf dem Boden, weinten und flehten sie an, nach Hause zurückzukehren. Zhaozhao schaute kalt zu. Sie würde nichts Beflecktes mehr haben wollen. — Prinz Su wurde umhüllt von Böser Qi geboren, und jeder, der ihm nahe kam, würde entweder sterben oder verletzt werden. Alle dachten, er würde ein Leben in Einsamkeit führen. Er hatte eine zarte junge Dame an seiner Seite. Sie erschien bemitleidenswert und charmant, war aber hinter den Kulissen rücksichtslos und entschlossen. Sobald sie die Böse Qi absorbiert und die bösen Seelen gesammelt hatte, plante Zhaozhao, sich auf den Hintern zu klopfen und zu gehen. Prinz Sus Augen röteten sich und er sagte: "Zhaozhao, nimm diesen Prinzen mit dir!"

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In the heart of a world where ancient traditions meet futuristic visions, Samurai Babel unfolds as an epic saga of honour, adventure, and transformation. This open-source RPG MMO transports players into a universe where the echoes of samurai battle resonate with the whispers of untold secrets. The World of Samurai Babel The story is set in the sprawling realm of Babel, a land where majestic landscapes are dotted with ancient temples, bustling cities, and mysterious ruins. Here, the old ways of the samurai coexist with emerging technologies, creating a rich tapestry of history and innovation. Players find themselves navigating this dynamic world, where every decision can alter the course of their journey and the fate of Babel itself.

Ana est une jeune fille dont la vie vient de prendre un tournant qui la force à laisser derrière elle sa ville natale pour emménager à Paris et débuter sa nouvelle vie. Suivez les aventures d’Ana et de ses amis : Tamara, Éric et Timothée dans cette histoire d’amitié, d’amour et de guérison.

When the gods shattered civilization and opened the Twelve Seals of Naraka, humanity was meant to fall. But humans don’t break — they rebel. In the ruins of the world rises New Babel, the last stronghold of mankind. Here, the strong awaken Mythic Spirit Energy — the power to challenge fate, gods, and hell itself. Ren, a goofy 17-year-old supply runner, only wanted bread and a quiet life. The universe gave him: • A mysterious spirit awakening • A divine execution prophecy • And a front-row seat to the return of ancient beings who call themselves gods As the Thirteen Seal Guardians descend to finish humanity, Ren stands between extinction and hope — armed with nothing but reckless spirit and a stubborn soul that refuses to kneel. The gods fear one truth: Human will is stronger than destiny. The rebellion has begun.

A hundred years ago, the world was dreamed a kind, false world that lasted a thousand years from the inside and an afternoon from the outside. When it ended, it left a seam in reality the width of a city. They built New Babel on the seam: nine hundred floors, one law. You may only be a line you can afford to be. Power is a Trope now — a quotation from the long library of human storytelling. Say its catchphrase (the Word), pay its endless hidden price (the Trade), feed the hunger underneath it (the Wish), and you become it. Your floor is your license. Your line is your worth. Wick Calloway is a fifteen-year-old lamplighter on the lowest honest floor, days from the Reading that should tell him what story he is. But his page comes up blank not empty, unwritten. Wick isn't a quotation. Wick is an Author: he can light a lamp on a line that has never been said, that the Library doesn't contain, that costs him pieces of his own realness to make true. It's the one power that can answer the dream at the bottom of the Tower the patient, loving, thousand-year-old false world that doesn't want to trick him anymore. It wants him to dream a better one. So Wick climbs. Floor by floor, line by line, toward the Library at the top, gathering a thief who knows a guy on every floor, an analyst who can read anything but him, a debt-collector learning to pay forward, and a grief-bearing child the world also can't read. Every floor teaches him a deeper layer of what power costs. Every floor brings him closer to two women at the bottom of the world the dreamer who built the lie, and the mother who went down to free her both run out, both holding the door, both waiting. He can't out-believe the truth. He can't escape the bill. But somebody has to keep the walls real for people who'll never know his name. It's not much. But it's real.

Jiniro has been chosen to bring the balance back to the world after a gateway from another world had been forcedly opened by an unknown entity during the time of humanity's first appearance after almost a thousand years. Along with his trusted comrades that he met along the way, they are now facing the dangerous road ahead towards his people's long time goal.

Flora Bloom, who was betrayed and killed by her boyfriend in her past life, is reborn with a peerless spatial dimension back to the time before the crisis, hoarding food, raising a child, and tearing apart scumbag men and manipulative women. Originally, she just wanted to raise a child and low-key fight zombies and level up together with her family. But she discovered that she was unexpectedly falling step by step into a tender trap meticulously designed by a certain sly and scheming man. Flora Bloom looked at the vast space within her sea of consciousness; it had a farmhouse courtyard, fields, and a Spirit River, but it just lacked a bit of vitality. So, a fat, sky-flying mantis? Collect! A rare little white tiger that can discharge electricity? Collect! A behemoth spirit crocodile with its young? Collect! As long as it's alive and edible, collect, collect, collect them all! Endless scumbags and vile women, a shameless and deeply scheming leader, all wanting to use her to attack zombies and obtain more Crystal Cores for their own gain? Your shameless, worthless life? Hand it over.

One day, a strange hand suddenly appeared inside Chi Wan’s interdimensional space. Its owner claimed to be living in the apocalypse—starving, desperate—and begged to trade anything he had for food. Chi Wan stared at the pile of Imperial Green jade, oversized diamonds, and dozens of kilograms of gold bars he offered… and fell into deep thought. …Wasn’t this a little too profitable? From then on, her connection to the apocalypse only grew stronger. The mysterious man—who turned out to be a powerful figure—used his Wood Ability to help her revive rare orchids, cultivate endangered plants, and even harvest zombie crystal cores for the country. As for Chi Wan? She only had three responsibilities: feed him, feed him, and keep feeding him. Somehow, without realizing it, a group of extraordinary men began to gather around her: A genius research scientist. An aloof, abstinent CEO. A cold and ruthless Soldier King… In front of Chi Wan, they were gentle, attentive, and impeccably polite—each trying to outshine the others. Behind her back? They were one step away from tearing each other apart. Meanwhile, on the other side of the spatial link… The so-called King of the Apocalypse clenched his teeth in silence as he listened to these men compete for her attention. As for Chi Wan? “I’m busy getting rich and supporting my family,” she said calmly. “A battle royale of suitors? I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Until one day— An absurdly handsome man appeared at the gates of her villa… carrying a sack filled with gold and jewels. “I’m here to marry into your family,” he declared. Chi Wan glanced at him, then at the newly connected wasteland world inside her space… …and once again fell into deep thought.

[Ding! The 'Randomly Spend' Tycoon System is at your service.] On her way to work, Yun Zijin was bound by a system named 'Randomly Spend'. [Spending Task Completed. A 2x rebate has been triggered. Ownership of Villa No. 1 at Xingyu Mansion. The related documents have been placed in the system backpack.] [Spending Task Completed. A 3x rebate has been triggered. Ownership of Dingsi Building. The related documents have been placed in the system backpack.] ... Yun Zijin was dazzled by the system's rewards, only to be told that her wealthy parents had found her? That she's the true daughter of the Xia Family of Dijing? Being bound to the Tycoon System was exciting for Yun Zijin, but she refused to be part of any cliché wealthy family drama. The Xia Family of Dijing? Yun Zijin: Get lost! Don't even think about associating with me!