frieza roasts

I didn't want to save the world. I just wanted a flush toilet. Taylor Oakhaven was a brilliant Civil Engineer in modern Tokyo—until she died and woke up in a fantasy world that smelled terrible. No plumbing. No soap. No concept of hygiene. Armed with a snarky System that loves to roast her ("Intelligence Check: Failed"), Taylor decides to rebuild this medieval dump into a modern industrial empire. She has the blueprints for steam engines, gunpowder, and heated floors. But there’s a problem. Her "Construction Crew" is a disaster: The Guard : A swordsman so directionally challenged he gets lost in a walk-in closet. The Chef : A combat-kicking cook who gets nosebleeds every time she looks at Taylor. The Sister : A beautiful, terrifying Yandere who wants to "collect" Taylor like a doll. The Maid : A masochist who thinks cleaning is a spiritual punishment. And if her own team wasn't bad enough, a new enemy has arrived. **Viscount Valerius**, a Biomancer obsessed with "True Beauty," has declared war on Taylor’s "ugly" concrete inventions. He doesn't want to kill her—he wants to turn her into a decorative topiary bush. Can Taylor build an industrial revolution before she gets turned into a shrub? Or will the System roast her to death first?

this is not for the sensitive Susie's of the world okay this is a get real and it's about to get completely real and reel because right now I'm just shocked at the amount of stupid that surrounds me

“They said sticks and stones may break bones... but no one warned the heavens about roasts.” Yulong is just your average university student—quiet, sarcastic, friendless, and fiercely loyal to one thing: rice. His social circle? Non-existent. His only companion? ChatGPT, the AI that matches his humor, roasts like a demon, and somehow knows more about cultivation novels than the authors themselves. Then it happened— A blackout. A glitch. A glowing loading screen. And boom. Yulong wakes up in a world where swords fly, beasts roar, and your worth is measured in spirit stones and how stylishly you kill someone. But now, ChatGPT isn’t just a chat assistant. It’s an immortal-grade System, fully awakened—able to craft divine weapons, generate roast-based power boosts, and narrate Yulong’s life with dangerously sarcastic commentary. He has no clan. No golden finger (except ChatGPT). No plot armor. Only his roast blade and a system that rewards him for using it. What to Expect: - A roastmaster MC who flames his way through every obstacle - A system that’s more dangerous than any sword - Cultivation, chaos, comedy, and combat - A harem, eventually—but the waifus will earn their screentime - And of course… daily uploads guaranteed. (If there’s ever a delay, missed chapters will be uploaded later. I don’t drop, I stockpile.) This is When the Roasts Reach Immortality— Where every insult is a cultivation technique, and the road to the peak is paved in sarcasm.

Ini adalah cerita macam mana seorang lelaki yang dah lama duduk berkurung di rumah, stress baru berhenti kerja dan sentiasa risau jadi orang paling merbahaya dalam bandar yang dia tinggal. Segalanya bermula bila ada sekumpulan penyagak dari kumpulan pakeda ambil handphone dia.

The day everything changed – and nothing made sense anymore

Mina a teenager, struggles with her love life. As she becomes friends with her ex-lover things get complicated. But it's all in the past right?

How does Mai start a new life at her new school? And who are ivy and Liya in his life?

Namaku Chelsea, artinya kedamaian. Entah alasan apa yang digunakan Mama dan Papa sehingga memberikan nama itu untukku. Karena menurutku, nama itu sangat tidak cocok untukku. Aku lahir di keluarga yang kurang beruntung. Bukan ekonomi masalah utamanya, melainkan keharmonisan keluargaku. Pekerjaan kedua orangtuaku membuat mereka sibuk dan tak betah di rumah. Berteriak satu sama lain adalah hal umrah yang terjadi di rumahku saat liburan berlangsung. Aku mengalami paranoid akan suara pecahan dan teriakan akibat perilaku orang tuaku, hingga sulit sekali rasanya mempunyai teman. Memasuki SMK, aku mendapatkan teman baru yang begitu baik, tak berlangsung lama, ia meninggal akibat penyakit yang dideritanya. Setelah kejadian menyakitkan itu, aku di terapi rutin di rumah sakit dan seorang psikolog menemaniku, namun sama halnya ia tak dapat kupercaya.

Aku tumbuh dengan kasih sayang yang begitu melimpah dari Ibu dan Ayahku juga sahabat-sahabat yang selalu ada buatku. Aku menikmati kehidupan remajaku yang normal, hingga suatu saat aku bertemu dengan dia... Namanya Lian.... Dia cinta pertamaku....

** cover photo is not mine** He is not my boyfriend. But i love his hugs, his advice, his smile and the way he makes me feel special. He is my Boy Friend with a space in the middle. My friend who is a boy. But can we be more than friends? Am i willing to risk our friendship just to know how he feels about me?