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Agent Henki, once part of the intergalactic police force known as TFS Task Force, is forced to join a new group of special operatives again as they go across the galaxy running into all sorts of foes.

It's a love story which leads to war. Which begins in 1 realm(heaven). And ends up at 20th century.

Burned once. Hunted once. Never again. In her past life, she was a witch—hunted, betrayed, and burned at the stake. But fate has given her a second chance. This time, she won’t run. This time, she won’t beg. This time, she will make them pay.

Ukris—the God of Creation, sovereign of all that exists—was not slain by blade nor curse, but by his own supremacy. The weight of countless worlds eroded even his divinity, and as illness consumed him, his twelve children saw their chance. A holy war erupted. Brother against sister. Child against father’s will. Entire timelines shattered. Worlds collapsed and reformed again and again, leaving behind fragments of broken realities. From these scars, dimensional cracks tore open across forgotten worlds—birthing the monsters humanity would come to know as dungeons. Ukris was struck down. His guardians ended the war, wiping out his children. Only one escaped—Chronos, the betrayer. Yet even as his body crumbled, Ukris cast his soul and mind into the stream of eternity, searching… desperate for an heir who could inherit his will. His countless reversals of time destroyed multiverses, dimensions, and lives. He found a worthy one once—but failed to bring him back. Just when all seemed lost, he discovered another. A perfect soul. A boy identical to the one he had lost. A boy who had already given up on love… and on himself. His name was— Snow Quincy.

Many people wish they can travel back in time. Brandon Chan did, and realised that it's not all fun and games.

Kael Emberborn was just a boy from the quiet village of Ashfall—until fire awakened inside him, and shadows destroyed everything he knew. Guided by the enigmatic mage Liora and the mischievous fire fox Pyra, Kael must learn to control the ember within him, harness ancient magic, and face creatures born from darkness itself. From treacherous forests to the mysterious Ember Sanctum, Kael’s journey is filled with magical trials, strategic battles, and secrets that could change the fate of the world. Each spark of fire tests his courage, each shadow challenges his resolve, and every choice brings him closer to becoming a true Emberborn. But the darkness is patient, and it watches. The Primordial Shadow waits for the day Kael’s flame will either rise… or be extinguished. Will a boy with fire in his heart be enough to save a world on the brink of shadow? Or will the ember die before it even ignites?

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?"

A mission gone wrong sends military doctor Han Lei tumbling through time, straight into the arms of a fallen Prince in a war-torn era. With a bizarre excuse to keep a doctor by his side, the battle-scarred general finds himself completely undone by her soft words and gentle hands. Han Lei's wish is to earn silver and marry a strong man. The Prince’s wish is to seek development and marry a gentle wife. Two people, four desires, who will bend first? --- She's a dignified modern woman who crossed through time. How could she stand by and let these ancient fools bully her husband? He's a national hero, yet nearly got himself killed over that damn loyalty of his. She asks him: "What are you thinking?" He answers: "My heart is dead, you know what I am thinking." She curls her lips, turns to leave a sentence: "Then what are you waiting for? Go do him now!"

In her past life, Su Yaoguang bought Xiao Yanci, supported his education, and helped him rise to great heights. She became his wife. Everyone praised him for never abandoning the farm girl who funded his rise. Su Yaoguang also believed she had found a good man. Unexpectedly, when she was seriously ill, she saw Xiao Yanci bring his first love and a child who resembled them both to her bedside. "Dad, mom, when will this person die?" the child asked, holding Xiao Yanci's hand. Xiao Yanci responded, "Soon, just wait a bit longer." That was the moment she realized: she had wasted her entire life on the wrong man. Returning to the age of fifteen, Su Yaoguang pointed at the bloody young boy: "I want him." In her past life, no matter what she gave Xiao Yanci, she only received a cold expression. This time, the young boy, like a wolf cub, dropped his guard; everything Sister gifted was the best. Sweet as milk. Devoted beyond reason. He melted her completely. Until one day, the young boy took a high position. Not wanting history to repeat itself, Su Yaoguang packed her things and slipped away at night, only to run into a man as noble and unattainable as a deity. "I've heard you call us siblings everywhere. Good sister, shouldn't we change what we call each other?"

Bai Zhi transmigrated into a novel. The good news? She’s bound to a Godly Rich System. The bad news? She’s the story’s wicked, unforgivable villainess. Right in front of her lies her incomparably handsome Beast Husband—covered in scars from her abuse, just choked unconscious by her own hands. And the system’s mission? Spend money on her five Beast Husbands. Bai Zhi can only smile bitterly. Every one of them wants her dead—and honestly, who could blame them? The original owner committed far too many atrocities. With no other choice, Bai Zhi relies on the Godly Rich System, throwing money at them in hopes of soothing their anger. The charming Fox Clan Beast Husband likes rare gems? Buy, buy, buy! The dependable Wolf Clan Beast Husband, the beauty-obsessed Winged Beast Husband, the Tiger Clan Beast Husband, and the cunning Snake Clan Beast Husband—whatever they want… buy it all! Only when their long-stagnant Superpower Levels begin to skyrocket does Bai Zhi finally get a moment of peace. …Or so she thought. Bai Zhi: “Hey, hey—stop crowding in! My bed is small; it can’t fit all of you!” Lang Qiu: “Hu Yan has already reached SSS-level. You can’t play favorites.” Yan Yichen: “You said you liked my feathers the most. I’ll let you touch them~” Sang Mo says nothing—only silently parading in front of her in sheer clothing.