upwork khalid farhan

Pernahkan kau membayangkan saat kau berdiri melihat banyanganmu dan bertanya "apakah aku ini nyata ? apakah disana ada kehidupan lain dengan diriku yang berbeda ?" suatu hal yang sangat dipertanyakan oleh Khalid dengan penuh tanya dan jawaban dari semua itu bukanlah jawaban penuh dengan cahaya tetapi jawaban yang penuh dengan pertanyaan, yang tidak dapat dijelaskan.

If you can read many truth you know

A story about a boy entangled within the vicious political war and how it transforms him as he grows up. About the truth often hidden but revealed to all, A crime of a man can ruin many.

Khalid ibn al-Walid is born into the House of War trained from childhood to read terrain, exploit weakness, and bend momentum to his will. As a young general of Quraysh, he proves his genius at Uhud, turning near-defeat into victory through a single, devastating maneuver. Yet that triumph plants a seed of doubt: discipline can be broken, belief can be weaponized, and victory can lie. Watching Islam endure setbacks without collapsing, Khalid recognizes a force he cannot defeat by force alone. His conversion is not surrender but alignment an act of intellectual honesty by a man who understands structure when he sees it. Thrown into crisis at Mu’ta, he saves a doomed army through deception, rotation, and restraint, earning the name “the Sword of God” a title that will later become a burden. After the Prophet’s death, Arabia fractures. Khalid is unleashed to preserve unity during the Ridda Wars, confronting false prophets and shattered loyalties. At Yamama, he makes the hardest decision of his life: to break tribal formations and reorganize the army by faith, turning chaos into coherence at an unbearable cost. Islam survives, but it is scarred and Khalid knows scars last longer than victory songs. Beyond Arabia, empires fall faster than they understand. In Iraq and Syria, Khalid defeats Persia and Byzantium not by annihilation but by movement cutting supply lines, refusing set-piece battles, and replacing plunder with governance. Conquered lands are stabilized, not erased; life continues under new rules. As prophecies unfold and history tilts, Khalid’s reputation grows dangerously large. He senses idolatry forming not of stone, but of reliance. Demoted to protect the message, Khalid accepts without protest. From then on, he commands without a title advising quietly, shaping outcomes from the shadows. At Yarmouk, the decisive battle against Rome, victory comes not from a hero at the center but from a strategist who refuses the center. The empire collapses; the legend does not claim the credit. In his final years in Homs, Khalid outlives war. The man who sought martyrdom dies in bed, surrounded by the silence he learned to accept. His greatest victory is not a battlefield won, but a self diminished so the faith could endure without him. This is a story about power redirected, obedience chosen over glory, and the hardest triumph of all: knowing when to step aside.

Upwards... The dragons soar in their lofty seats within the clouds while mortals remain confined to the Earth, helpless to their attacks. Mortals fight and struggle like cattle only to get dispersed every time the dragons deign to make an appearance. Perhaps they just so happen to the superior being? But what happens when an ant wishes to defy the heavens? It naturally gets stomped out. Now what happens if another ant does so as well? It too, shall get stomped out. But given enough ants, will the heavens succumb? - I'll try to update as much as possible. Please understand that I have schoolwork and my own life to fulfill. Thank you and have a great day. - CloakedInShadow

Buenos Aires does not sit on stone. It sits on Him. And today, the foundation is giving way. The famous Obelisk in the center of the capital is not a monument. It is the giant needle of a syringe, inserted into the nerve cluster of a planetary organism sleeping deep underground. The city is merely a plug holding back an Ancient God. But the anesthesia has worn off. In the depths of the city, the Substrate awakens—a sentient matter for which concrete and flesh are mere building materials. Gravity is reversing its polarity. While the world collapses, ruthless mega-corporations see an opportunity. The Consortium and "Sigma" wage a brutal war to monopolize this infinite raw energy. High-tech orbital assets, advanced biomechanical prototypes, and deep-core drilling machines clash over the bleeding earth. When the Obelisk begins its final countdown, humanity will have only one way out... Learn how to fall upward.

Based on the Roblox game PWNED: Aeternae Memori, the entire story so far within the game. I tried to stay as accurate as possible using in-game information and the wiki, as well as adding more non-canon extra storytelling. Discord and the game will be linked to each chapter.

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?"