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Imagine a realm veiled in the mist of antiquity. A beautiful world breathing longer before the wake of yours. A world with stories woven with the bonds of friends. Tales predating even the oldest whispers of recorded times, a time so ancient, its very memory is a fragile dream. Angels, demons, elves, and vampires. Fantasy, magic, man and machine. Even in a world so glorious and mysterious, these beings lived within a state of disharmony amongst themselves. From this cacophony of creation, there birthed a group of heroes. Burning pillars of hope in the despairing Earth. Within these heroes’ hearts was a purity that had previously been unseen and a love for the vibrant light of life that burned ever so brightly. Their spirits were driven by an undying curiosity, a thirst to explore the boundless wonders of their world and correct the wrongs. But fate, in her cruel ways, had other plans. For even as this clique stepped forth to restore balance, a subtle corruption started to take root against our heroes. The radiant passions that fueled their quest, the very essence of their being began to turn on them and were destined to fade. Their brilliance soon to evanesce like stars during daybreak…

The world of Eien is breathing its last. Its heavenly surface soiled by the dusk mushroom’s spores, no longer held any signs of its flourishing life. Oasis, the last sanctuaries in this world, shelter the remaining survivors. But for how much longer? In this era of despair and death, like a last glimmer of hope, a new oasis arose. The Miracles’ Haven, the sole piece of land able to deflect the mushroom’s spores and rumored to gather the world lost treasures. The last human factions, claiming this amazing shelter, lighted the wicks of war. A young orphan joined the battlefield with one purpose in mind: finding a heart. Everything is set. It’s time, in this world of swords and magic, for the infinity’s seed to sprout.

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Re writing.

Literally a dream I had when I was 13

ani seorang gadis yang tadinya tomboy, suka balap2 an motor, pernah masuk pondok pesantren dan masuk ke sekolah SMA biasa dan menjadi dancer distiap kesempatan roadrace ataupun acara2 lainnya. ani type teman yg solider, masa lalunya agak dibilang kelam karna dunia mistik menjadikannya pemberontak kepada kedua kluarganya. dia menikahi lelaki yg dr jaman SMA sudah berpacaran. hingga perceraianpun terjadi.

After accidentally falling off a cliff, Faye Yardley finds herself transmigrated into a male-oriented sea survival novel she had read. Not wanting to become the cannon fodder character who shares her name, and determined to ensure her brother survives, she resolves to clear this sea survival game and leave the game world alive.

Before Feng Yi ascended the throne, no one wanted to marry this prince who lacked presence and was out of favor. After his ascension, the harem was filled with the daughters of high-ranking court officials. They were an eyesore to look at and vexing to deal with. He felt that even favoring them would defile his own dragon body. He decided to choose a woman with a fiery, arrogant, domineering, and jealous nature to enter the palace, to cast all this "trash" into the Cold Palace on his behalf. Song Yunzhao had transmigrated to ancient times for fourteen years, all the while laying low and just trying to get by. She was just waiting for the plot to begin, then she would transform into a villainess—arrogant, domineering, fiery, and jealous—so that she would be rejected from the selection and could then choose a husband to live a carefree and happy life with. Later, Song Yunzhao watched as His Majesty smiled at her with immense indulgence and said, "Zhaozhao, come here." Song Yunzhao immediately felt that something was terribly wrong, a chill running up from the soles of her feet. The damned Emperor wore a gentle expression, but his eyes were as cold as ice; he clearly wanted to use her as his blade!

In her past life, Tang Mo accidentally lost her own Space Jade Pendant when the apocalypse began, losing her biggest golden finger. Afterwards, her superpower training went awry, she lost her loved ones, suffered from ostracization, and utterly ruined the good hand she was dealt, ultimately dying at the mouths of mutant beasts. Opening her eyes again, Tang Mo was reborn one week before the start of the apocalypse. None of the tragedies has happened yet! How will she seize the opportunity and walk her own path to becoming a powerful figure in the apocalypse?

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—"