plagueis

The Human Race is raised by robots and recycled into an endless cycle of competition. Infinite Peace through Never Ending Virtual War. Homo Sapiens live to be 80 years old before they "Retire". After that point they are no longer allowed to play W@rt0n and retire their character to the Hall of Fame. Those who are soon to retire are known as "The Ancient Ones". These players have maxed out stats and all skills/spells are at least Grandmaster Rank. All are born the same. The same basic test tube. Every choice that could be made has been calculated, predifined by a perfect computer program. Human kind can only learn so much , can only do so much with what they are given. Drawing a circle in the sand, calling it infinity, humanity is placed within. Knowing that if forced to follow the edge of the circle, one would forever travel in ignorant bliss. That was until Three players were born of an accident. One tiny almost imperceptable computer code error was written into the main program. This code was hidden and over 1000 iterations of the same successful program were executed before this malfunction came to light. Three players were born different. They still remembered their previous lives. These Players threaten to destroy the balance and change the world. 2 Chapters per week. 5 bonus chapters for 5 power stones. 100 chapters written, have to edit before posting. I work a full time job, but if the stones are there it is guaranteed.

Marianette is a senior high school girl applying for the college scholastic ability test. She has a special ability which allows her to transport to say where on rainy days. For her University entrance exam, Marianette can't deal with the pressure and runs off to a playground. without knowing why, she goes to a puddle and finds herself transported to the Nanda dynasty. She then falls in love with Agasthya, the young king who is in a difficult situation due to droughts and spread of epidemics.

Di sebuah kota yang tak pernah tidur, di antara gemerlap lampu malam dan hiruk pikuk kehidupan, dua jiwa bertemu dengan cara yang tak biasa. Mereka sama-sama terbiasa bermain dengan hati orang lain, menjadikan cinta hanya sekadar permainan tanpa aturan, tanpa rasa bersalah. Dia adalah **Arkana Wijaya** — lelaki tampan dengan pesona yang membuat setiap wanita rela jatuh, meski tahu dirinya hanya singgah sementara. Julukan *playboy* melekat padanya, bukan tanpa alasan. Baginya, cinta terlalu membosankan jika harus diikat dalam kata setia. Sementara itu, ada **Alira Maheswari** — perempuan cantik, cerdas, sekaligus penuh misteri. Senyumnya adalah racun, kata-katanya adalah jebakan manis. Ia bagaikan *playgirl* yang tak pernah salah langkah. Baginya, lelaki hanyalah pion di papan permainan, dan ia adalah ratu yang tak terkalahkan. Namun takdir memiliki cara paling ironis untuk mempermainkan mereka. Ketika seorang *playboy* dan seorang *playgirl* bertemu, siapa yang akan jatuh duluan? Siapa yang lebih kuat mempertahankan permainan? Atau… mungkinkah keduanya akhirnya terjebak dalam permainan yang mereka ciptakan sendiri—permainan bernama cinta?

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Ketika Dunia nyata, sudah tidak lagi bersahabat. Datanglah, sebuah Gerbang ke Dunia Baru. Wara dan teman-temannya pun Masuk Ke Dunia itu dan memulai Petualangan yang baru. Namun, Dunia tersebut itu tidak sesuai dengan Ekspektasi mereka. Akankah Wara dan Teman-teman bisa menghadapinya?

Sebuah kenyataan yang paling menyakitkan di hari pernikahan. mengetahui bahwa sahabatmu ternyata mencintai orang yang akan kamu nikahi. Sebuah kejadian besar telah terjadi dalam hidupnya. Andita harus kehilangan dua orang yang amat ia cintai. Namun semuanya mendadak berubah ketika ia bangun tidur. Seolah semua hanya mimpi. Namun hari-hari berikutnya semua terasa nyata. Ia seolah menjalani mimpinya di kenyataan, bukti-bukti dan juga cinta segi tiga yang harus ia rasakan. Apa yang harus ia lakukan? Its a real. its not dreaming.

This is the story of Noel, her friends, and the mysterious school for elites that brought them together and gave them power.

"Cheers!" Four glass cups clinked gently together. Inside the rather cramped room, three men and a woman sat cross - legged around a low table. The four, holding their cups, had fiery eyes. Peanut shells and bread crumbs were scattered on the table. "You're something, really something. What on earth have you done? You actually made that big - shot so surprised that his jaw nearly dropped." The woman leaned closer, her eyes full of allure. "Hmm, should I tell?" The man lifted his cup to his lips, deliberately playing hard - to - get. "If you don't tell, you're not a brother then." Another man raised his eyebrows. "It's not that I don't want to tell, but if I do, I'm in big trouble." The man continued to create mystery, focusing on sipping his wine. "Why?" The man sitting next to him asked in confusion. "Because..." The man leaned in ambiguously. "He promised me that if I gave him the name of the inventor, he would give me all his property. But, I have to keep it a secret." "Hey, you're not going to sell out for just a bit of money..." Another man said. "Get out while you can. That's my principle." The man said in a low voice, and on purpose, he blew hot air onto the neck of the man beside him, making him laugh softly. "Besides, with this money, Xiaomo and I can live comfortably for a lifetime, right?" The man playfully picked up the pull - ring of the beer can. "Marry me? I'll give you a mansion, plus a yacht, and two unlimited - credit platinum cards. Take you to Europe in summer and to Tahiti in winter. We don't have to work 365 days a year. Just lie..." "Pah, pah, pah. What nonsense you're talking." The man quickly covered the other's mouth. "Someone's listening." "Oh, we were just about to go for a walk. Make yourself at home, feel free." The woman waved her hand and stood up unsteadily. "Take care. I'll pay off the rent I owe you in one lump sum tomorrow." The man didn't turn his head. Instead, with a ferocious expression, he pressed himself on another man, making him struggle and laugh loudly. "You're so heavy. Get off me quickly!" "Oh? I have to calculate this carefully. For two people? Charge you 10,000 per person per month. By now, you exactly owe 2.4 million. In these unstable times, only cash or checks are accepted." The woman hiccuped. "Don't worry. No problem." The man turned his head and laughed at them. "I won't renege. Are you still afraid that..." However, halfway through his words, as a shadow fell, the man's face suddenly turned deathly pale. Not only him, the other three people looked in the direction he was staring at. Several men had entered the door and were standing in the entrance hall. "Which one is Tony Zhang? We need you to come with us." In the hands of the five men were shiny black firearms.

They said Placement was protection. When Imara is assigned to a high-casualty unit beyond the wall, survival is supposed to be simple: follow orders, endure the wasteland, come back alive. But teams sent before hers never returned. Creatures learn. Terrain remembers. And the Accord records survival as data, not mercy. As impossible casualty ratios begin to emerge, Imara and her team become something the system didn’t plan for — an anomaly it can’t ignore. In a world built on endurance, surviving may be the most dangerous act of all.

Before Feng Yi ascended the throne, no one wanted to marry this prince who lacked presence and was out of favor. After his ascension, the harem was filled with the daughters of high-ranking court officials. They were an eyesore to look at and vexing to deal with. He felt that even favoring them would defile his own dragon body. He decided to choose a woman with a fiery, arrogant, domineering, and jealous nature to enter the palace, to cast all this "trash" into the Cold Palace on his behalf. Song Yunzhao had transmigrated to ancient times for fourteen years, all the while laying low and just trying to get by. She was just waiting for the plot to begin, then she would transform into a villainess—arrogant, domineering, fiery, and jealous—so that she would be rejected from the selection and could then choose a husband to live a carefree and happy life with. Later, Song Yunzhao watched as His Majesty smiled at her with immense indulgence and said, "Zhaozhao, come here." Song Yunzhao immediately felt that something was terribly wrong, a chill running up from the soles of her feet. The damned Emperor wore a gentle expression, but his eyes were as cold as ice; he clearly wanted to use her as his blade!