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The Human Race is raised by robots and recycled into an endless cycle of competition. Infinite Peace through Never Ending Virtual War. Homo Sapiens live to be 80 years old before they "Retire". After that point they are no longer allowed to play W@rt0n and retire their character to the Hall of Fame. Those who are soon to retire are known as "The Ancient Ones". These players have maxed out stats and all skills/spells are at least Grandmaster Rank. All are born the same. The same basic test tube. Every choice that could be made has been calculated, predifined by a perfect computer program. Human kind can only learn so much , can only do so much with what they are given. Drawing a circle in the sand, calling it infinity, humanity is placed within. Knowing that if forced to follow the edge of the circle, one would forever travel in ignorant bliss. That was until Three players were born of an accident. One tiny almost imperceptable computer code error was written into the main program. This code was hidden and over 1000 iterations of the same successful program were executed before this malfunction came to light. Three players were born different. They still remembered their previous lives. These Players threaten to destroy the balance and change the world. 2 Chapters per week. 5 bonus chapters for 5 power stones. 100 chapters written, have to edit before posting. I work a full time job, but if the stones are there it is guaranteed.

Marianette is a senior high school girl applying for the college scholastic ability test. She has a special ability which allows her to transport to say where on rainy days. For her University entrance exam, Marianette can't deal with the pressure and runs off to a playground. without knowing why, she goes to a puddle and finds herself transported to the Nanda dynasty. She then falls in love with Agasthya, the young king who is in a difficult situation due to droughts and spread of epidemics.

Di sebuah kota yang tak pernah tidur, di antara gemerlap lampu malam dan hiruk pikuk kehidupan, dua jiwa bertemu dengan cara yang tak biasa. Mereka sama-sama terbiasa bermain dengan hati orang lain, menjadikan cinta hanya sekadar permainan tanpa aturan, tanpa rasa bersalah. Dia adalah **Arkana Wijaya** — lelaki tampan dengan pesona yang membuat setiap wanita rela jatuh, meski tahu dirinya hanya singgah sementara. Julukan *playboy* melekat padanya, bukan tanpa alasan. Baginya, cinta terlalu membosankan jika harus diikat dalam kata setia. Sementara itu, ada **Alira Maheswari** — perempuan cantik, cerdas, sekaligus penuh misteri. Senyumnya adalah racun, kata-katanya adalah jebakan manis. Ia bagaikan *playgirl* yang tak pernah salah langkah. Baginya, lelaki hanyalah pion di papan permainan, dan ia adalah ratu yang tak terkalahkan. Namun takdir memiliki cara paling ironis untuk mempermainkan mereka. Ketika seorang *playboy* dan seorang *playgirl* bertemu, siapa yang akan jatuh duluan? Siapa yang lebih kuat mempertahankan permainan? Atau… mungkinkah keduanya akhirnya terjebak dalam permainan yang mereka ciptakan sendiri—permainan bernama cinta?

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Sebuah kenyataan yang paling menyakitkan di hari pernikahan. mengetahui bahwa sahabatmu ternyata mencintai orang yang akan kamu nikahi. Sebuah kejadian besar telah terjadi dalam hidupnya. Andita harus kehilangan dua orang yang amat ia cintai. Namun semuanya mendadak berubah ketika ia bangun tidur. Seolah semua hanya mimpi. Namun hari-hari berikutnya semua terasa nyata. Ia seolah menjalani mimpinya di kenyataan, bukti-bukti dan juga cinta segi tiga yang harus ia rasakan. Apa yang harus ia lakukan? Its a real. its not dreaming.

Ketika Dunia nyata, sudah tidak lagi bersahabat. Datanglah, sebuah Gerbang ke Dunia Baru. Wara dan teman-temannya pun Masuk Ke Dunia itu dan memulai Petualangan yang baru. Namun, Dunia tersebut itu tidak sesuai dengan Ekspektasi mereka. Akankah Wara dan Teman-teman bisa menghadapinya?

This is the story of Noel, her friends, and the mysterious school for elites that brought them together and gave them power.

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—"

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?"

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!