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The Tally In a world where attention is currency, what happens when the ledger of existence is unbalanced? The city is a labyrinth of tallow-gas lit streets, where the constant hum of burning fuels and the Reckoning's nightly routes hold reality taut against the encroaching slack. Reckoners like Aldous Crane navigate this dark world of civic-occult accounting, tasked with maintaining the delicate balance of existence. But as the nights wear on, the shadows deepen, and the unseen threats to the city's fragile reality begin to seep in. Aldous Crane is a methodical and deliberate Reckoner, driven by a desire to maintain his emptiness and lack of attachment. Yet, as he delves deeper into the mysteries of the city, he begins to question the true nature of the Reckoning and the slack. With each step, the darkness closes in, and the consequences of his work become increasingly unclear. As the Reckoning's power hangs in the balance, one misstep by Aldous Crane could unravel the very fabric of existence, leaving him to face the ultimate horror: a reality where he is nothing more than a forgotten name. The darkness will claim him, piece by piece, until nothing remains.

I died on the day I was supposed to be officially appointed as the family's Consigliere. While I bled out, my father, my mother, my brother Andrews, and my fiancé Bryce were celebrating my sister Windsor's homecoming. As they raised their glasses in a toast, I was locked in the icy wine cellar, my blood-stained fingers struggling to dial my fiancé Bryce's backup phone. The only one who answered was Bryce. "Mia, stop playing games," he’d said, his voice sharp with annoyance. "Windsor's party is important. This isn't the time for your drama." The ninety-ninth time they had disappointed me. And the last. I lay in a pool of my own blood as my breathing stuttered to a halt. They thought I was just throwing a fit, hiding somewhere. That if they just taught me a lesson, I’d come crawling back on my own. But they didn't know. I was home the whole time. Already dead.

GST IS OVERRATED ! It’s GST filing season — every accountant, banker, and taxpayer in India is on the verge of tears. During peak GST filing week, Nacikate traces a breach in the government database back to a small café Wi-Fi in Bandra. He storms there — briefcase, fury, and pheromones blazing — only to find Mehul, barefoot on the floor, surrounded by laptops. They argue like: Mehul: “Your encryption is an insult to hackers.” Nacikate: “You’re an insult to basic hygiene.” In the chaos, Mehul hacks into the bank’s bond registration AI, just to prove a point… and accidentally links their biometric data as a bonded pair. Congratulations. The system now recognizes them as married partners under a shared GST number. MC – Mehul Shah (Beta, Hacker) Secondary gender: Beta Occupation: Freelance hacker / part-time conspiracy theorist. Education: dropped out of an engineering college in Surat after crashing the campus Wi-Fi “for research.” Residence: rents a one-room flat that doubles as his “lab.” Personality: Runs on cold coffee, paranoia, and spite. Extremely good at coding, catastrophically bad at life. insists he’s a “freedom-of-information activist,” but he mostly hacks GST portals to prove he can. Allergic to authority, deadlines, and soap. Vibe: Hoodie, dark circles, and a playlist called “Tax Evasion Beats to Code To.” Goal: Expose corruption in the banking system… while simultaneously scamming petty tax refunds. Quote: “I didn’t hack your account; I just liberated your data from capitalism.” ML – Nacikate Rao (Alpha, Banker) Secondary gender: Alpha Occupation: Senior finance manager at Bharat National Bank. Personality: Arrogant, sharp-dressed, takes his title way too seriously. Believes Google Sheets is an art form. Rules by intimidation; HR sends interns to him as punishment. Has a perfectionist streak so deep it borders on pathology. Absolutely refuses to believe a Beta could out-think him. Vibe: Rolex, cologne that smells like power abuse, and a temper shorter than a 2% TDS deduction. Goal: Track down a hacker who’s been tampering with the GST portal. Quote: “I’ll audit your soul, Mehul.”

The world of Story-land is home to numerous guilds where Mages apply their magic for paid job requests. Pine Eye a Child in the body of Toy is a Mage from the Seekers guild, explores the Kingdom of Fantasia in search of his missing adoptive father, who goes by the name ''ToyMaker''.

This is the tale of Avel, a man who, after some dark mage experiments with magic, experienced a significant genetic enhancement that allowed him to extend his lifespan considerably. It's a story about a man who witnessed numerous revolutions, wars, empires, and many other remarkable events throughout his extraordinary life.

Our escape from poverty. Now our escape from the solution to poverty

Here, only those with spiritual roots can cultivate while those with mortal roots are destined to stay mortal. Mo Wuji only has mortal roots, but will he only remain as a mortal? ---------- Watch as Mo Wuji fights against this destiny with his grit and tenacity. Feel your hearts pound as he goes through exciting adventures and encounters. Cry as tragedies befall him. Smile as he crushes his enemies and forges his own path. Where will his cultivation ultimately lead him?

Koyomi Araragi, a high school student who, after surviving a vampire attack, spends his final year helping girls afflicted by various, often personal, supernatural "oddities" (apparitions, ghosts, spirits). The series is a mystery-focused narrative, with arcs revolving around psychological issues manifested as supernatural phenomena.

The world is divided into everything. Every universe, plot, character, and name is all in one place. A ragtag team of individuals have been chosen to stop an all-powerful being capable of destroying everything and collapsing creativity. The team must work together to defeat this being and save everything. But can they? (No nsfw is in this book nor will it ever be in it)(Im always open to adding oc's into the story reach my discord: Ex gaming. You can tell me what you want and i will likely put it in! You can also reach out to my discord for contact!( No posting on holidays sorry ( A chapter should release every 3 days! )

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—"