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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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After the cataclysmic event known as The Burning centuries ago. The world remains scarred , with empires clawing for power and humanity struggling under the weight of violence and corruption. Amidst the chaos, six secretive Sicarii organizations wield god-like powers, manipulating the world from the shadows. Taizen Silver, a young Sicarii from a rare bloodline, finds himself entangled in the dark politics of these ruthless factions. As he navigates a world of deception and ancient rivalries, he uncovers secrets about his lineage that are woven into the fabric of the organizations themselves. With enemies around every corner, Taizen must harness his powers and fight to protect those he loves, all while preventing history from repeating itself and plunging the world back into darkness. In a place where trust is scarce and power is everything, Taizen’s journey may decide the fate of humanity itself.

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The end of the trilogy, the squad may be intact but sometimes... trust won't be there forever... your teammate trusted you, but they are just lying, sometimes, you always going to follow the clues...

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At Astra Dominion International University, the world's future leaders aren't chosen by talent... they're chosen by secrets. Politicians' heirs. Billionaires' children. Military prodigies. Geniuses from India, South Korea, Japan, China, the United States, the United Kingdom, Germany, France, Singapore, and the UAE all gather under one roof—believing they're competing for success. They're wrong. On the first week of the semester, a student is found dead. The university calls it an accident. A mysterious transfer student with a fake identity calls it murder. As anonymous warnings, hidden files, and impossible conspiracies begin to surface, every friendship becomes a test, every family hides a dangerous secret, and every answer leads to a bigger lie. Somewhere behind the walls of ADIU exists ECLYSIUM VII—a name whispered only by those who disappear before sunrise. In a game where trust can kill, revenge changes identities, and love becomes the greatest weakness... Who will survive long enough to uncover the final truth?

Laura’s collapse should have been the end of the storm. Instead, it’s the beginning of something Axel can’t ignore. After following her through a quiet unraveling and learning that years of precision hid something far deeper than perfectionism, Axel finds himself facing an uncomfortable truth: he never questioned her strength — and he never questioned his own silence either. For years, he has been the steady one. The foundation. The one who stays. But as Laura begins the slow process of reclaiming the parts of herself she was never allowed to choose, Axel realizes he has done the same in a different way — living inside support, never asking what he wants beyond holding everyone else together. When the trio stabilizes, he is no longer needed in the way he once was. And for the first time, the silence he built his identity around feels heavy. The Silent Measure is a restrained, intimate exploration of loyalty, guilt, and quiet longing — the story of the one who never demanded space finally asking whether he is allowed to take it. Because sometimes the most powerful shift isn’t stepping forward. It’s admitting you want to.

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!

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—"