ei makoto

------------------------------------------------- MC: Ich bin ein Drache? Cool! Auch MC: Warte, die meisten Drachen starben, nachdem sie jahrhundertelang wegen ihrer teuren Materialien gejagt wurden, und als Wesen, die Spieler genannt werden, mit ihren mächtigen Systemen und ihrer Unsterblichkeit herabstiegen, jagten sie den Rest von ihnen ... und ich bin der Letzte ... Ich bin am Arsch!!! ------------------------------------------------- Begleite unseren MC, einen ehemaligen Spieler, auf seiner Reise, um nicht zu einem Gegenstand von legendärem Rang zu werden, in der Welt des Spiels, das er früher spielte. -------------------------------

makoto is a story based of of many romance anime i have watched this is the first story i will wright i will use your ideas and support to help me finish the story

> Quando dois mundos colidiram, a magia morreu. Em seu lugar, nasceram cicatrizes vivas chamadas Marcas. Séculos depois, um novo portador desperta uma Marca proibida — uma das Sete Pecaminosas, seladas desde a última guerra contra os Mandamentos. Agora, o ciclo recomeça. E os herdeiros do caos serão forçados a carregar o pecado… ou serem consumidos por ele.

There once was a farmer who needed Adele just to tell his ex hello in California as well cuz he thought she was in New York isn't it funny you see well no and yes all the same freaking time but do you want to know what's even funnier than that here in California the real me I didn't die!

Makoto is a 26-year-old clinic owner who hides her struggles behind a calm smile. While dealing with mysterious voices and hallucinations that no one else can see, she convinces herself that nobody could ever understand her. But when she meets Aster, a kind aspiring therapist, the walls around her slowly begin to crack. A psychological yuri story about loneliness, healing, and the desire to be understood.

Five thousand years ago, swarms of demons and monsters emerged from the deepest layer of the earth to the ground. The hideous creatures that appeared to be myths showed themselves and wrecked havoc. They were believed to have been awakened during this era, the feudal era for one reason: to acquire the forbidden fruit that was blessed by the heavens on the maiden shrine in the village. The forbidden fruit was believed to grant someone an eternal life with powers that go beyond strength. Thus it was hidden by the first maiden shrine and was locked away, out of the demon's reach. The first maiden shrine became a legend for she was the one who sealed those creatures in the first place and now that her legacy was passed on, the seal weakened and does awakened the demons.

"After so many missteps, Makoto Aikawa has the chance to redo it all over and over until he gets it right. He can thank Flos, the goddess of love, for that."

Ich starb bei einem Autounfall. Mein Ehemann war überzeugt, ich hätte es vorgetäuscht. Er trat wütend auf meine Asche mit seinem Fuß. "Sag ihr, dass das Spiel aus ist. Es ist gescheitert." "Der Todestag meiner Mutter nähert sich. Sie sollte besser auftauchen und für das bezahlen, was sie getan hat." Ich war ein Geist. Alles, was ich tun konnte, war zusehen. Zwei Wochen später nahm er eine andere Frau mit, um Brautkleider anzuprobieren. Er plante die Hochzeit für unseren Jahrestag. Ich schrie und versuchte, ihm die Wahrheit zu sagen. Diese Frau war diejenige, die seine Mutter getötet hatte. Aber er konnte mich nicht hören. Am Tag ihrer Hochzeit wurden die Türen aufgestoßen. Die Polizei kam herein. Die Diashow ihrer lächelnden Gesichter auf dem großen Bildschirm verschwand...

Before marrying Silas, Joyce had only met him three times. A marriage of convenience, a secret agreement, for a term of three years. She's fresh off a heartbreak — the man she chased for years told her they "weren't a good match." Silas has his own baggage: rumor says he's still hung up on a white moonlight who happens to look just like Joyce. So that's all she is. A substitute. ** In the second year of their marriage, on Joyce's birthday, she drank too much and, in front of everyone, tugged on his tie, pinning him underneath her: "You look... a lot like my husband." The Thorne family's second master, known for being rational and unfeeling, was flustered by her that night. He leaned in close to her ear and coaxed in a low voice, "Be good." The next day Joyce woke up to find her lips were swollen. This… Who did this! When she went to question him, she discovered Silas's lip was bitten. He stared at her and said slowly, "You crossed the line first." ** The scandal leaked. At a party, her ex-boyfriend stepped in: "She's mine. Who dares talk?" Then Silas walked in. The room went silent. "Yours? Since when?" "Joyce, tell me. Whose are you?" So much for the secret marriage. So much for being a substitute. This was supposed to be fake… wasn't it?

Fu Xiaoxiao transmigrates into a book and immediately faces the crisis of being sent to the countryside. As the unloved middle child, her younger sister is the one meant to go — but her mother transfers her job to the sister instead. A disaster of a start. To avoid being sent away, she has to marry within seven days. She meets a few ordinary men and decides she'd rather go to the countryside. Then she runs into a neighbor who's also looking for a spouse — and his conditions are surprisingly good. A dowry of three hundred? Bicycles and a radio? Just take care of the kids, and separate rooms are fine? The others may pass, but she won't. Every day is a battle of wits with the two kids. Life is eventful, she gets a salary every month, and the boss is never home. Absolutely perfect. Except... wasn't this big shot supposed to be infertile? Then why does he keep strutting around naked in front of her? She has professional ethics. She won't be seduced by a good body. Hmph. Men only slow down her sword swing. Lu Feng grits his teeth at Fu Xiaoxiao, who remains completely unmoved by his countless attempts to seduce her, and traps her in his arms. "Boss, let's talk this through. I know forty a month is a bit much — how about... five less?" Trapped in his embrace, Fu Xiaoxiao thinks he's unhappy with her high salary and starts bargaining. "I'm giving myself to you for free." Lu Feng grinds out through clenched teeth. This woman has no heart. "...Can I say no?" Fu Xiaoxiao swallows, staring at the washboard abs so close. "Such a good deal — are you sure you don't want it?" Lu Feng squints, tempting her. "Fine." A fool turns down a bargain.