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Listen to me closely. Never, and I mean NEVER, leave a hate comment on a game forum right before you die. My name used to be... well, it doesn't matter. I was a 34-year-old salaryman who died in the stupidest way possible. How? I got slapped to death for grabbing a high school girl’s "assets". Wait, hold on! Don't look at me like that! It wasn't my fault, okay? My hand just moved on its own! It was just a tiny, split-second intrusive thought! Come on, you guys reading this—don't act like saints. You’ve had those dark urges too, right? You’ve wanted to grab something forbidden at least once in your life, right?! RIGHT?! Anyway, she slapped me. So hard my soul literally ejected from my body. I thought that was the punishment. I was wrong. When I opened my eyes, I was in [Legends of Valtheris]. Yes, that trash game. The one with the cliché plot where the world ends because some teenage students get their hearts broken. And the worst part? I didn't become the Hero. I didn't become the Villain. I became Revan von Alstaire. The background character. The loser. The guy I literally insulted online five minutes before I died. I called him a "Simp" and laughed at his "Tiny D*ck." Fate is truly a comedian. Now, I’m destined to be the bullied lackey of the future Villainess, Sylvia von Vespera. The game script says I should lick her boots, accept her abuse, and die with her like a loyal dog. Screw that. Remember my last comment? "Revan is such a loser! Tiny dck! If I were you, instead of bowing down, I would squeeze her boobs and own her completely! Garbage character!" Well, it seems God took that personally. Fine. You want a show? I’ll give you a show. I won’t be a simp. I won’t filter my words anymore. I’ll let my intrusive thoughts win. I’ll turn this trash plot upside down—even if I have to slap every "Genius" in this academy to do it.

In "Breakfast of the Lung", immerse yourself in a universe full of exciting and complex stories, where each character is the protagonist of their own journey, whether as a hero or villain. This incredible webnovel presents an intertwined plot of encounters and disagreements, where several destinies intersect in an ambitious breakfast. Meet Aaron, a young student with a seemingly normal life, but who harbors deep secrets and a constant internal struggle between light and darkness. Witness his journey to find his true path as he encounters equally memorable characters, each fighting their own personal battles. Nothing is as it seems in this groundbreaking narrative. Enter the universe of Skylar, the former heroine finding her purpose amid constant loss and betrayal. Then explore the dark designs of Vincent, an enigmatic villain who seeks to enrich himself at the expense of others. Will these characters be able to redeem themselves or will they succumb to the shadows? With unpredictable twists and gripping moral dilemmas, "Breakfast of the Lung" will captivate and challenge your perception of right and wrong. Prepare to fall in love with complex characters and their deeply personal stories, where every decision made and every encounter can change everyone's destiny. From shared breakfast to shared adventure, embark on this unique literary experience. Discover how the universe of "Breakfast of the Lung" can inspire you with a new perspective on heroes and villains, revealing that everyone has the power to change their own stories.

Lucien Ashveil woke up as the youngest son of a provincial Saint in a world where miracles were real, monsters roamed beyond the walls, and the Goddess apparently had opinions about breakfast prayers. His father could heal mortal wounds with a touch. His mother could ward an entire house before her morning tea. His older sister was a holy sword prodigy who expressed affection through headlocks. His older brother was supposed to inherit the parish but kept sneaking off to read merchant ledgers. And Lucien? Lucien just wanted to live a quiet, comfortable, well-fed life. Too bad he brought memories of a world called "Earth" with him -- a world without magic, but with something called "science" that made the impossible suddenly feel... logical. Holy healing is just accelerated cell regeneration? Blessing wards operate on frequency resonance? Mana circulation follows thermodynamic principles? It started small. Tweaking household wards to save on mana crystals. Suggesting a stance correction that made his sister's swordplay sharper. Brewing a tea that cured the baker's chronic back pain. Small miracles. Daily miracles. The kind nobody writes legends about. But in a world where the Holy Empire watches everything, where ancient beasts stir beneath the earth, and where a quiet boy with blue eyes keeps doing things that shouldn't be possible— Staying quiet is its own kind of miracle. Daily life in another world. Warm meals, warm magic, and the slow, dangerous realization that understanding how miracles work might be the most heretical thing of all.

Every night, Zen takes a pill and enters a dream where he lives an entire lifetime in another profession. One night he spends forty years as a neurosurgeon. The next night he becomes a Michelin star chef. Then a wildlife photographer in Antarctica. A detective. A game developer. A fighter pilot. An astronaut. A novelist. A violinist. A king. A street magician. A manga artist. When he wakes up, only eight hours have passed. But he remembers every life. Every skill. Every mistake. Every person he loved. By the age of twenty two, Zen has lived thousands of years and mastered hundreds of professions. The problem is that the human mind was never meant to carry that much experience. He begins mixing memories between lives. He instinctively reaches for surgical tools he has never touched. He misses children he raised in lives that never existed. He mourns a wife who lived only in another reality. He speaks languages he never studied. He remembers birthdays that never happened and funerals that nobody else attended. And eventually he starts asking himself a terrifying question: If I have lived a thousand lives, who exactly am I?

Yeats was just your average max-level cooking nerd—until he woke up as the heir to a crumbling borderland noble house. With legendary culinary skills and a recipe list longer than a dragon’s tail, he’s ready to conquer dungeons, slay ancient beasts, and sauté them with garlic butter. A tale of a chef, a swordsman, a poet, and maybe even a king. Fantasy’s never tasted this good.

When the zombie apocalypse began, I expected screaming, chaos, maybe even heroic last stands. What I didn’t expect… was my wife being eaten for breakfast. Now before you judge me—our marriage wasn’t exactly a fairy tale. Years of arguments, flying utensils, and emotional warfare had already prepared me for the end of the world. So when the zombies showed up and started eating her, I thought maybe—just maybe—this apocalypse had finally done me a favor. Unfortunately, they didn’t finish the job. She turned. And now my undead wife, along with half the neighborhood, is chasing me down the street with a rolling pin and a hunger for revenge. Surviving the zombie apocalypse is hard. Surviving it while your zombie wife is trying to kill you? That’s a whole different nightmare. Welcome to my life. Like, comment, share give good reviews and power stones

At Yūgen Academy, where prodigies gather, the Math Research Club is a place where complex problems are devoured for breakfast. Newcomer Kanzaki Seiya meets the calm and brilliant prodigy Kisaragi Akari, whose dazzling talent hides a secret no one knows. Under the gentle guidance of Hoshino-sensei, they face mathematical puzzles that are more than just numbers and formulas—they are fragments of pain and hidden truths within their own hearts. The Math Research Club Eats Problems for Breakfast is a story where logic and emotion intertwine, weaving a fractal world of bittersweet struggles and hopeful dreams.

I'll write your destiny with my own hands...He said in a cold, selfless tone, shaking the ashes of his cigarette. When you get out of my prison, people will catch up and tell each other. See that she's the one who got fucked up by Bahawal Sher. You are ruined, Merab Malik ... He laughed as he saw the veil of tears in her brown eyes. For she was aware how her life was going to become a storm after today. After this day that she will never forget.

When Iona Quinn interviews for a job as a live-in nanny to two young boys she immediately hits it off with her new boss, Onyx Bentley, the boys young single and successful father. And it is a relief as a twenty-two year old child lover making her way in the world, it's a great thing to have a well paying job where you don't have to worry about, rent, food or transportation (official car) working under a boss that is neither a sore to the eyes or ears. The perfect condusive environment to pursue her part time degree in marine engineering and Iona would give everything to not mess the arrangement up even if Onyx is starting to make googly eyes at her. Onyx Bentley checks all the boxes for Ionas dream man but there are some things that he is that  she just can't handle. Like being a baby daddy to three different problematic women. Although its clear that Onyx is no longer that man, his baby mamas are still their immature selves. Iona swears that no matter how much Onyx tries to push the boundaries he would always only be her work bestie. But she has to live in the same house as him and there are those weeks when the boys are not around.

A boy noticed something different in the roads. Leading them somewhere. He met a girl as his new transfer student. Both embark on a journey on the Roads.