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This universe is the creation of the divine being Revel, for when he came into it he knew joy in his existence and revelled in it. It is filled with millions of worlds and life forms, all of whom do know not their maker's name... Fólórunsó and Sola are mercenaries of the United Freelancer Organisation stationed on the planet Pedtro doing odd jobs to make do every day. Fólórunsó is bound to a strange contract tied to a stranger power he can never truly master. Sola is tied to the day the skies fell to earth and is plagued by an ailment that will inevitably take his life. These two misfit allies find themselves taking up a peculiar job for an exuberant payment that ends up separating their paths. What will happen to the two as they explore this universe and its infinite worlds, and what will occur in their inevitable reunion?

There is a world where nothing is fixed. Not the laws. Not the names. Not the boundaries between one thing and another. In this world, gravity is a suggestion. Death is a mood. The colour blue can be redefined by anyone who has the will and a sharp enough imagination. A man can die on a Thursday, and by Friday his widow can decide that "death" now means "a long walk in a garden that has no gate," and he will return to finish the soup she left on the stove. A child can decide that "school" means "a cloud that only rains on weekends," and the building will float away until Monday, carrying the teachers with it, and no one will ask questions because questions themselves can be redefined as answers that have not yet decided what they know. Everyone redefines reality as easily as breathing. The rich change themselves daily—new face, new past, new gravity. The poor cling to a handful of stable definitions just to remember who they were when they woke up. Cities rename themselves every hour by public vote. Wars are fought not with weapons but with dictionaries. The Anti-Semantic War, they say, ended when one side redefined "victory" to mean "surrender," and by the time anyone noticed, it was already history. This is not paradise. When everything can be rewritten, nothing is ever fully real. A promise made today dissolves tomorrow when "tomorrow" is redefined as "a shape that cannot fit promises." Love is exhausting because the word changes taste every afternoon. Truth is a fashion. Memory is guesswork. And somewhere beneath all this, a question sleeps that no one dares wake: If everything can be redefined, what is the definition of definition itself? Cindral had never trusted a world that could change its memories. When the past was rewritten as casually as the weather, what was a man but a rumour his own history could no longer confirm? He did not seek power. He did not want to reshape the rules. He wanted to know if there was any rule that did not answer to a vote. So when word reached him of an old vendor in the secondhand markets selling definitions too ancient to be altered, Cindral went. Not from ambition. From hunger—for something that would still be true tomorrow. The answer waits in a dusty corner of that market, where a vendor whose age shifts with the minute hand sells used definitions discarded by those who have moved on to newer models. Cindral will touch the one definition that was never meant to be touched: the definition of definition itself. That touch will reveal the thread. The thread runs through everything. It ties every word to every thing, every thing to every mind, every mind to every story, and every story to something above. Cindral will follow it upward through layers of narration that make his universe look like a footnote in a book no one remembers writing. He will climb until climbing breaks. He will define until definition breaks. He will be until being breaks. What waits at the end cannot be called a god, because gods require names, and names require someone to speak them. What waits predates the need to be named. And it is not the top. There is no top. The thread does not end; it only changes direction—cutting sideways through hierarchies, through echoes without a source, through hollows where silence is not empty but full of the absence of sound waiting to be born. This is the story of that climb. It begins in a world where anyone can rewrite the rules, and it ends where the word "rule" has never been spoken, never been needed, never been possible. Somewhere in between, a man discovers that he is a sentence inside a story inside a dream inside a definition that defines itself. The thread is already in your hand. Cindral's ascent begins now.

Lost among the stars......Love, Hate, Friendship, Courage...... In the end......only you defined me. ........... The story revolves round three individuals who are struggling between romance and revenge. Can love conquer their hearts or will revenge conquer them. Each choice has its own consequence. The three complete strangers Aaron, Artella and Narein bound by fate... But this fate.. Is it a fated love? or a fated hatred?.......Find out!!!! .......... Follow this romantic thriller.... A journey in discovering oneself in the arms of the one they love.

As the youngest son of a leading chaebol in Blue Star's entertainment industry, Lin Zhibai had always believed his destiny was to indulge in a life of idle luxury. Then came that transformative summer. A system seemingly descended from the heavens, unlocking memories of a previous existence. DISCLAIMER : This is an unofficial translation ; The work is solely for the porpose of practicing my skills in writing and translating . Tag : Showbiz

"My justice shattered with a single scream." In the Empire's darkest depths, our revolution was sacred. We believed our sacrifices would be enshrined as noble history. "Please... stop... I'll tell you everything." A single scream, and I became a traitor. Now I understand. It was never my weakness that was the sin. The true evil was the hypocrisy above.

When Jeremy, a high-profile photographer, agrees to take on Alan, the most popular male underwear model in the business, things are bound to develop. After their first freelance gig in Morocco, they spend a drunken night together. Was it more than a one-nighter for one of them?<br><br>Six months later they find themselves in Provincetown. While there, Alan meets Dylan, an adoring young fan who ends up getting the night of his life in Alan’s bedroom.<br><br>Unable to control his jealousy, Jeremy takes matters into his own hands and plays a risky game to get rid of Dylan. Will his plan backfire, destroying their working relationship as well as any hope for love? Or can Jeremy and Alan admit there was more to their one night stand than they are willing to admit?

200 years ago man created the greatest AI known but this Machine eventually grew a mind of its own and evetually it's own body, it rose up with others like it against the human race this battle went on for about 20 years and nature and most resources were dieing off cause of the continuing battles but the final battle it released a large blast but is wasn't a bomb it was something else entirely, the machines had something hidden down their main base, something that wasn't human or machine something not of this earth, the blast brought back nature it changed it along with the humans and Machines closes to the blast.....both of them went a evolution of some sorts and because of this both sides where able to form a peace ending the war Lia Giles became a border guard and mechanic for the power lines on the in between of the main city and the unearthly forests, no longer being able to stand living in the high technology world where humans are treated like second class citizens. On one of her patrols she discovers something or more like someone that no one has ever seen before.

Dear youth It's ok to feel alone it's oky to be different it's ok not to have what others have it's ok to choose your own way even if it doesn't make sense to others. it's ok to wait it's ok to feel confused it's ok for everything your are going through stay strong,keep chin up soon or letter you will rise. Dear parents just know that life doesn't have a particular formula to apply, make your own way with your kids and please don't compare your kid with other's kids. Dear fellow just because someone has different feelings about something doesn't make them criminal,let others live their life how they chose too. PLEASE WHAT EVER HAPPEN DON'T CHOOSE SUICIDE you have people who love you,they can't bare loosing you. Your life is precious if you can't make it to day one day you will,that's for sure.

Hi. I'm Ellis. I may look like a girl but I'm not. I'm non-binary. I entered 9th grade this year. People ask me all the time if it's hard or if I'm having the time of my life. I've always had an easy time with school, so it certainly wasn't hard despite the now highschool level classes, and even though I enjoyed school and loved going, I was definitely not having the time of my life. Since I'm so good at school and my grades are stunning for the average person, I've always been told that I would be successful in my life. No one told me what successful meant, they just told me to go into a STEM field where I would excel. So, that was my goal. I would succeed. ~~~ There was a moment of silence where she simply looked at me, inching forward until our lips were centimeters apart. I was scared. I wasn't ready for this or so I thought due to my racing heart. Not even 3 seconds later, her lips had melted into mine and for the first time, I understood why people were in love. I understood why people closed their eyes when they kissed. I suddenly stopped caring about my applications to the various prestigious colleges where my major was to be in the medical world or if I was going to get an MD or a PHD. None of it mattered while this beautiful girl's lips were on mine. Nothing mattered except her. ~~~ Teen LGBTQ+ High School Romance! ARTWORK IS MY OWN, PLEASE DON'T STEAL

SUPER FREELANCE Genre【Fantasi + Misteri + Komedi】 Super Freelance :: Bima & Brata Membawa pembaca ke dalam dunia petualangan unik dua sahabat tak terpisahkan Bima dan Brata. Bima, sosok yang ceria dan penuh semangat meski selalu dirundung nasib sial, tak pernah berhenti tertawa menghadapi berbagai kesulitan. Di sisi lain, Brata adalah kebalikan dari Bima, tenang dan bijaksana dengan kemampuan spesialnya, **Soca Aura**, yang memungkinkannya melihat aura asli setiap orang di sekitarnya. Dunia freelance yang penuh tantangan menanti mereka, di mana Bima kerap terjebak dalam kekacauan akibat kutukan nasib buruknya, sementara Brata selalu hadir dengan kecerdasannya untuk menyelesaikan masalah. Kombinasi antara humor Bima dan ketenangan Brata menciptakan kisah yang tidak hanya memancing tawa, tetapi juga sarat dengan momen mendalam dan penuh misteri. Dalam **Super Freelance!**, tantangan hidup sebagai freelancer bukan hanya tentang pekerjaan yang datang dan pergi, tetapi juga tentang menghadapi klien-klien aneh, tugas-tugas mustahil, dan misi-misi penuh teka-teki. Bersama-sama, mereka harus menghadapi rintangan yang luar biasa, terkadang melibatkan hal-hal supernatural, namun selalu dengan semangat pantang menyerah. Dengan dinamika persahabatan yang kuat, kisah ini menjanjikan perpaduan antara aksi, humor, dan kejutan yang akan membuat pembaca tidak sabar menantikan apa yang akan terjadi selanjutnya. Siapkah kamu bergabung dalam perjalanan freelance paling liar dan tak terduga ini?