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There was a classic saying that prevailed in the era of thermal weapons. "All fear comes from insufficient firepower." Don't believe? Looking at the muzzle of a cannon bigger than your head, and say it again? ... Starting off by being kidnapped, in order to survive, Gao Guang was forced to become a member of a private military contractor. And thus, an unexpected legend began to unfold... Stallone from [First Blood]? Jason Statham from [The Expendables]? Keanu Reeves from [John Wick], the one who's best at using all kinds of firearms? Come on, all of these are nothing compared to Gao Guang!！ --- Finally, until one day, in the field of private military forces, he completely made the term "Gao Guang moment" became a professional term! Countless criminals, mercenaries, murderers, and private armed organizations would pee their pants at the mention of the name Gao Guang! "Hello, my name is Gao Guang." "I am dedicated to providing war-related peripheral services, including but not limited to force, arms, intelligence, and technical support." "As the conscience of the industry, our quality is trustworthy. Please don't hesitate, don't pinch your goddamn wallet, and make an appointment with my beautiful secretary as soon as possible. Warm reminder, we only accept cash." "Gao Guang, Your best choice!"

【Double C1V1】A certain gossip magazine exposed that the newly crowned actress Mu Yan spent the night at the villa of a certain already-married business mogul, accusing her of being a mistress intruding into someone else's family. Mu Yan posted on Weibo, "I went back to my own home, what business is it of yours?" Young Master Jiang from the Jiang Family, known for his immense power and noble grace in Upper City, reposted the Weibo, causing a city-wide uproar. At home, Mu Yan looked at the man beside her who kept refreshing her Weibo on her phone. "Since when did you learn to direct and act all by yourself?" The man was displeased, "You won't acknowledge me, and you won't let me fight for it myself?" Mu Yan, "..." She really couldn't tell who had been the domineering one forcing her to sign the marriage papers back then. If love were a poison, when he first met her, he was already poisoned to the core, with only her being the antidote. A secret love story in the entertainment industry.

[COMPLETED] She believes in true love. He doesn’t believe in love. But what is love, really? She is the epitome of success—a star people look up to and admire. To him, however, she is merely a business transaction, a partner chosen to enhance his status. To his friends, she is just a fool in love, a pathetic figure begging for affection. Then shocking news emerges: her first true love returns, throwing him off guard. He realizes he has been nothing more than a substitute for her first love. He should be angry, but instead, he finds himself overwhelmed by emotions he can’t express or understand. Is this possessiveness, or is he finally learning to love her? She is determined to return to her first love, but inside, she is torn. Did she really treat him as just a substitute, or did she actually come to love him? What are they supposed to do when love is a question mark?

Before time was fractured, the cosmos existed in a state of flawless, multi-dimensional harmony—an infinite kingdom of unfallen angelic tiers, primordial dragons, tree-libraries, and brilliant pre-Adamic civilizations living under the direct smile of the Creator. The Pre-Adamic Chronicles: Echoes of the Shattered Cosmos takes you on a breathtaking, epic journey across four distinct cosmic epochs. Phase 1 reveals this pristine Age of Perfect Peace, where the foundational laws of Faith, Grace, and Supernatural Speed are mastered, and the mysterious crimson signal at the edge of the void whispers of realities yet unformed. But as the timeless eons unfold, subsequent phases plunge this majestic universe into the ultimate cosmic tragedy: the catastrophic pride of the Chief Covering Cherub, the shattering of the dimensional grid, and the devastating wars of the spirit realm that rewrote the laws of physics and exiled entire star systems into darkness. From the glorious, decentralized communion tables of the high heavens to the high-action, heartbreaking battles for the survival of the ancient lineages, this chronicle exposes the hidden, prehistoric history of our reality. It is a sweeping saga of unselfish love, shattering rebellion, and the unyielding blueprint of divine redemption that echoes across a broken universe.

Love is monopolies, is madness, is bigotry "Please let me go." "You are mine, I will never let you go." "Go to hell, I hate you." "If I have to go to hell, you have to come down with me."

Dark’s Pre Crisis follows Dark across years of growth in a brutal world where safety is never guaranteed. What begins as a simple desire to protect others slowly collides with power, conflict, and responsibility far beyond what anyone should carry. As Dark changes, so does the scale of the threats around him, forcing him to mature, adapt, and make choices that test what kind of person he’s becoming. Question to you: What happens when someone grows up believing the world should be safe for everyone… and gains the power to try and make it so?

Chen Du, 28, inherits a traditional paper craftsman's shop from his missing master. When the paper figures in his shop begin to move—when the dead refuse to stay buried—he discovers he is the last Soul Walker: a practitioner who guides lost souls to peace using ancient paper crafts. But Paper Soul Hall, an organization that trades in human souls, wants him dead. And his own master's soul is trapped inside a paper figure in his shop, waiting to be saved.

One Man. In One War. With Two Names. Among the Three Realms. He was Ymir Celestie of Lunar. The chaotic Prince of the Kingdom. A character I cherished so dearly because his design was modeled after me. One of the finest creations, and central antagonist in the game I was working on. But if someone asked whether I’d ever want to live his life, I’d probably stare at them and wonder what kind of non-sense hypothetical situation they might be imagining. BECAUSE THIS MAN IS A FUCKING PSYCHOPATH! He's a butcher, a maniac, someone who would murder for disrepecting him, even if that's indirect. . . And here I was… reincarnated as a psychopath, hiding behind the mask of a prince, and a professor. --- Disclaimer: All characters, events, and mythologies depicted in this work are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real persons, cultures, or historical traditions: living or dead; is purely coincidental, even where names or motifs may appear similar. --- #MastermindMC #SecretIdentity #Reincarnation #DarkFantasy #AntiHero

Question your own mind.Does that answer your question correctly?Or remain silent.Is your brain asking you questions?If they ask a question, what kind of question are they asking?Does your brain answer your questions or ignore you?Through Tathagata Buddha we can focus our minds and get the right results.

Before marrying Silas, Joyce had only met him three times. A marriage of convenience, a secret agreement, for a term of three years. She's fresh off a heartbreak — the man she chased for years told her they "weren't a good match." Silas has his own baggage: rumor says he's still hung up on a white moonlight who happens to look just like Joyce. So that's all she is. A substitute. ** In the second year of their marriage, on Joyce's birthday, she drank too much and, in front of everyone, tugged on his tie, pinning him underneath her: "You look... a lot like my husband." The Thorne family's second master, known for being rational and unfeeling, was flustered by her that night. He leaned in close to her ear and coaxed in a low voice, "Be good." The next day Joyce woke up to find her lips were swollen. This… Who did this! When she went to question him, she discovered Silas's lip was bitten. He stared at her and said slowly, "You crossed the line first." ** The scandal leaked. At a party, her ex-boyfriend stepped in: "She's mine. Who dares talk?" Then Silas walked in. The room went silent. "Yours? Since when?" "Joyce, tell me. Whose are you?" So much for the secret marriage. So much for being a substitute. This was supposed to be fake… wasn't it?