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Alec was always told of the city named Kroywen. A place filled with magic of all kinds just waiting to be visited. But, it was just a fairytale his father would tell him. Kroywen was just an imaginary world inside Alec's head. Well, at least it was until he entered that world himself. This is my first attempt at writing a novel, so not everything will be perfect. If you notice any typos or any other mistakes, don't be afraid to point them out! I'm still learning! I've noticed that a lot of stories on this website update extremely frequently, but I don't have much time to write since I only do it for fun. So, don't expect extremely frequent updates. Sorry!

Technically, many can be said to follow their own volition but some are simply more willing to truly follow their own whishes, unhindered by anything else other than their own limitations and even then, such limitations could be seen as a sign that one isn't truly willing to give their all to do what they desire. Bear witness to what following one's own volition truly means and the effect of such an action on everything else.

This is not my novel I copied it from somewhere else because I like the Webnovel format.

"Ngươi thấy gì trong gương? Một vị tiên nhân đạo cốt tiên phong, hay là một đống thịt thối đang ngọ nguậy những xúc tu đầy nhớt?" Tần Mộ tỉnh dậy trong một lồng sắt rỉ sét, xung quanh là mùi máu tanh nồng và tiếng tụng kinh rì rầm khiến màng nhĩ hắn muốn nứt toác. Hắn nhớ mình là một sinh viên đại học bình thường ở Trái Đất, đang chơi một trò chơi thực tế ảo mang tên "Trường Sinh". Nhưng...tại sao cảm giác đau đớn khi bị róc xương lại thật đến thế? Tại sao khi hắn nhắm mắt lại, hắn thấy mình đang nằm trong bệnh viện tâm thần, bị trói chặt trên giường bệnh với những liều thuốc an thần cực mạnh? Còn khi mở mắt ra, hắn lại là "Dược cặn" trong lò luyện đan của một lão quái vật có ba cái miệng trên mặt? Thế giới này bị bệnh rồi. Hay là...Tần Mộ hắn bị điên? Giữa những tiên môn nuôi dưỡng đệ tử như nuôi gia súc, giữa những vị "Thần tiên" là những thực thể dị hình không thể gọi tên, Tần Mộ phải dùng sự điên loạn để chống lại điên loạn. Hắn không cầu trường sinh, hắn chỉ cầu phân biệt được đâu là THỰC, đâu là HƯ. "Nếu Thiên đạo đã điên, ta sẽ là kẻ điên nhất trong cái Thiên đạo đó. Trò chơi này, kẻ nào tỉnh táo trước, kẻ đó thua!"

"What have I done? It was a mistake, a choice that I made. There is no going back, it is my life; regret is meaningless." A woman who has suffered too much in life. An unfortunate soul, would you think that her life is unfortunate or the fruit of a foolish decision of love? The story will focus on the challenges of the couple. The betrayal, the truth, and the secret that they're trying to hide. It will also transition to the other side, a couple that are related to her husband. It is a unique story that will give a lesson and a roller coaster of feelings.

This is not my novel I copied it from somewhere else because I like the Webnovel format.

Living poor, struggling with day to day survival, looking for ways to make it big. How can one game change the life of young man. Pictures do not belong to me, if any part of this story is similar to any other one, it was not intended. Now enjoy...

EVOCATION; The act of bringing or recalling a feeling, memory, or image to the conscious mind. Laying in a frosty forest, with no recollection of where or who she is. What happened?

Amelia Lockhart has one mission: make the top idol Ethan Quinn fall in love with her, then break his heart, so that Ethan Quinn can successfully pass his tribulation and return to his position as a High God. There's just one problem: as the most hated woman on the internet, Amelia is the last person anyone would pair with the nation's golden boy. But when she lands a spot on a dating show alongside Ethan, she sees her chance. She does all the heavy lifting and is dependable enough to make him see her differently. As a result, Ethan starts pretending to be weak. The fans are confused. Their untouchable idol is... blushing? Getting clingy? Calling her "jiejie" in that voice? "Sis, I surrender." "Sis, you can only spoil me like this." Amelia is losing control of the plan. She was supposed to seduce him and walk away. So why is he the one coaxing her to stay, and why is it getting harder to say no?

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?"