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Nujah didn’t seal the darkness to save the world. He did it for one reason — to protect his mother, his brothers… and his daughter. Serekhka was losing control. It was about to destroy Shiora. So Nujah gave up everything — his body, his soul, his future — just to lock it away. In return, he was granted sleep. No pain. No memories. No dreams. But peace never lasts. The six forbidden fragments were stolen. And the darkness is starting to move again. Now, to protect what little he has left… Nujah must rise once more.

This is the story of the boy who would one day fall… so the world could stand. Before the kingdom burned, before the war shattered the skies—there was only a boy, a goddess, and a promise. Shiora has fractured into three realms: Light, Void, and Darkness. In the heart of this divided world, Nujah trains to become a Shinrei—a guardian of balance—while the monsters of light and shadow grow restless. With his adoptive mother Naraka, the Goddess of Light, and his loyal siblings by his side, Nujah will face sacred trials, forgotten gods, and ancient wars reborn. But can a soul touched by both shadow and flame truly protect what it loves—without becoming what it fears? >Follow nujahtgc on Instagram for visual content from the story.

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Born in the Dark City’s blood arena, Mirelle was trained to kill—or die entertaining the crowd. She refused. Mercy made her the crowd’s favorite—and the owner’s problem. With Kirella, the guard meant to keep her caged, she runs. Together they cross a city ruled by the dark powers. Most monsters on the Dark side—bound by fear, coin, or twisted faith—hunt them for favor. Whispers speak of a hidden shrine and a relic called the Happiness Light—a spark said to open gates and break collars. From alleys to tunnels, from monster wards where even “beasts” protect their own, Mirelle and Kirella choose each other first. Clean slow-burn romance, close-quarters fights, and small cliffhangers every chapter—until they reach the last border and leave Elyka’s darkness behind.

> "In a fractured universe called Shiora—scarred by the Elyka War—where even Shinrei fall, truths burn, and silence cuts deeper than any blade…" Nujah, once a nameless boy born in the darkest corner of a corrupted kingdom, was never meant to survive. His family was wealthy—but wealth only fed their cruelty. In a house full of shadows, Nujah locked his door each night, hiding in closets, reading in secret, praying the screams would end. Until the day he couldn’t take it anymore. Until the day she saved him. A young priestess—bright, kind, and fearless—found him on the edge of despair. She gave him warmth. Light. A reason to keep going. But when her voice rose against a noble’s corruption, Nujah's twisted family was ordered to silence her. What they didn't expect… was that Nujah would finally fight back. > That choice cost him everything—but it saved the young priestess who had once saved him. And it brought him to Naraka, the divine mother of Shiora, who saw his pain—and turned it into purpose. He trained. He bled. He rose. And in time… he became Shinrei—a son of the goddess herself. In the great Elyka War, Nujah stood at the edge of annihilation and chose to protect those who feared him. His sacrifice shaped the fate of Shiora—and left him broken beyond death. Now, hundreds of years later, Nujah awakens into a world he no longer knows. His memories shattered, his heart burdened, he walks a path stained with war and prophecy. The light he once carried flickers—threatened by ancient powers, cursed masks, and the return of the one he failed to protect. And in the shadows… she waits. Mitra. His daughter. His guilt. His enemy. “Even Shinrei must answer for the love they abandon.”

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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?"

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!"