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After being held in disdain and having his life put in danger, a child from the Wind family, Ainsley Wind, has discovered an unexpected special in his body—an ability that gives him the power to transform into any monster, drastically changing Ainsley Wind’s life after using it. This is the story of Ainsley Wind’s journey toward his ascension.

Humanity finds themselves trapped in an MMO RPG. As they navigate the 100 floors of the World Tree, players face challenges, unlock skills, and wield magic. Lives are lost, alliances form, and destinies are shaped. Who will rise, and who will fall?

Just an unlucky bastard trapped navigating through low IQ brainrot plots trying to survive.

A mysterious fog appears without warning- a thin, ten-centimeter wall that splits the world in two. In an instant, millions of people are trapped inside On the other side, the world falls into confusion. Soldiers, scientists, and rescue teams are sent into the fog... but just like the millions before them, none ever return. What exists within this razor-thin barrier? Why does a fog so narrow hold an entire world hostage? And more terrifying- is it growing? Spreading slowly, silently, ready to swallow the earth piece by piece? I'm Indonesian writer. I personally translated this novel myself, not as a professional translator. I’ve done my best to make it fun and easy to read, but it might not be perfect. Thank you so much for your patience, understanding, and support. My other stories that are still in the process of being translated. A Girl For The Beasts My Uncle My Husband Bringing My Wife Back The World That Split The Earth Beast In The Civilization We Married For Them My beautiful and handsome readers... I am very grateful to all of you who have visited to read my novels and took the time to view my profile. I am a fiction writer who actively publishes works across various platforms. My stories explore inner conflicts, human relationships, and the choices that shape character. Professional contact: [email protected] Or, for more information, you can follow my social media account: My Instagram: @biul My YouTube: @biulnovelauthor Thank you, happy reading.

This is the story of 3 intertwining destines between The Creator,Zero and his creations Leonardo and Magnus. What happens when these characters become self aware? What happens when 1 man has all that power?!

This version of the story is SUSPENDED. THE STORY WILL BE CONTINUED ON 'WORLD THROUGH BLANK EYES' ON MY PAGE. Worlds, who knows what they are? Like most people back then when I didn't know the truth, I thought only one world existed - the world we see when our eyes are open. However, that did not last long. One day in June 2007, I saw a shadow. Unlike most shadows, that one had nothing to replicate. Just a shadow with no owner from nowhere...

As Laila met the murderer and rapist one night, creative talent and slaughtered him with a rusty hedge trimmer. This is the beginning of a bloody vendetta. The rows of child murderers and child molesters who pay for it. But their decision against morality and humanity demands a high price. Is there a difference between her and those? Does Laila sacrifice her sanity for it? Is the mysterious ram man a figment of her imagination? What does sleazy Summersby mean with the missing children?

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"

A mission gone wrong sends military doctor Han Lei tumbling through time, straight into the arms of a fallen Prince in a war-torn era. With a bizarre excuse to keep a doctor by his side, the battle-scarred general finds himself completely undone by her soft words and gentle hands. Han Lei's wish is to earn silver and marry a strong man. The Prince’s wish is to seek development and marry a gentle wife. Two people, four desires, who will bend first? --- She's a dignified modern woman who crossed through time. How could she stand by and let these ancient fools bully her husband? He's a national hero, yet nearly got himself killed over that damn loyalty of his. She asks him: "What are you thinking?" He answers: "My heart is dead, you know what I am thinking." She curls her lips, turns to leave a sentence: "Then what are you waiting for? Go do him now!"

In her past life, Su Yaoguang bought Xiao Yanci, supported his education, and helped him rise to great heights. She became his wife. Everyone praised him for never abandoning the farm girl who funded his rise. Su Yaoguang also believed she had found a good man. Unexpectedly, when she was seriously ill, she saw Xiao Yanci bring his first love and a child who resembled them both to her bedside. "Dad, mom, when will this person die?" the child asked, holding Xiao Yanci's hand. Xiao Yanci responded, "Soon, just wait a bit longer." That was the moment she realized: she had wasted her entire life on the wrong man. Returning to the age of fifteen, Su Yaoguang pointed at the bloody young boy: "I want him." In her past life, no matter what she gave Xiao Yanci, she only received a cold expression. This time, the young boy, like a wolf cub, dropped his guard; everything Sister gifted was the best. Sweet as milk. Devoted beyond reason. He melted her completely. Until one day, the young boy took a high position. Not wanting history to repeat itself, Su Yaoguang packed her things and slipped away at night, only to run into a man as noble and unattainable as a deity. "I've heard you call us siblings everywhere. Good sister, shouldn't we change what we call each other?"