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Beware the almighty 'Seer' who wanders the Murim. He knows all and sees all. The seer can predict the future and his predictions have never before been wrong. Those who heed his advice may be given a second chance while for all the others who don't... impeding doom awaits. The seer's words are absolute. How might you recognize him you ask...? There have been rumors of this man clad in black whose eyes shine a clean crimson glare right through his hermit hat when provoked. He is also rumored to be carrying a Demonic Sword. And if the rumors are to be believed he is actually quite young. P.S.: Yes, I am aware that the title might have turned out a bit inaccurate. Forgive this junior.

Join the Adventures of Giann living inside a Game where he reincarnated as A NPC in a Virtual Living Game on Earth. "Seriously? A NPC?". an Assasin sneered looking at the NPC title on the cloaked figure standing on a dark alley, as he was about to use his skill Stealth and Backstab. A dazzling thunder flash passed through him. "How-". the Assassin didn't even finish his question of how the hell did he die. The instant the Assassin died his body was reduced to white particles. "I am a NPC. So what?". Giann grinned.

Stella Star had one dream. She had always wanted to enter the Academy of Light and Dark, very special school it's the best school in her whole country maybe the whole world, she had done everything to get into the school, put all of her work into it. And saved the principal's son from a speeding trunk and was sent to the hospital for it. Helped out during the festival, only to realize this academy is not an academy at all. But only a fraud to cover up something darker. If you want to know what please read the story. :)

Hey guys plz don't judge this is my first story it might be some miss spelled words and I know for a fact some cringe but I tried. hope you enjoy ?

They didn't know where they were. They didn't remember. They felt as if they were floating. They felt themselves growing empty, their memories slipping. [[Sleep]] They held on and they didn't let go. ....... !THIS IS NOT A ROMANCE NOVEL! there is romance in the background with secondary characters but it is not the focus, for some reason when you tag your novel with 'female leading' it automatically adds Romance for some reason. Please dont come into this novel expecting a romance focused novel.

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Compilation of different half-baked essays and other types of writing made by a highschool baldy. Warning: hella cringe

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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?"