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Sit aliquis vel nihil means "Be someone or no one." The novel spans from the Aftermath of the Fourth Crusade to the start of the Hundred Years War. The main character will face the years of battles, luxury, betrayal and peace, and his son will follow in his steps and become greater than him, however an unusual sickness will greatly affect the timeline and the future of the world.

Creation. Destruction. Prophecies. In a universe where memories shape destiny… six Eygis are chosen not to be heroes, but sacrifices. Yuta, Scarlet, Ryota, and Evelynn are bound to powers that will take everything from them. They can accept their fate… or watch the universe collapse. Because every choice leaves a scar. Some memories can save the world… while others are meant to destroy it. And when the prophecies finally unfold… will anything of them remain? — Content Warning This work contains violence, mature themes, and occasional strong language. Recommended for a mature audience. #Fantasy; #tragedy; #mythology; #psychological; #sacrifice; #supernatural; #Angst; #fate; #dark_fantasy; #found_family

Arun Watanabe, a half-Indian, half-Japanese social media strategist working at a chaotic mobile game company inspired by S***rcell, spends his days analyzing trends, memes, and online behavior. But his real obsession lies elsewhere - buried deep in anonymous forums and archived threads across platforms like 4chan and Reddit. Patterns emerge where others see noise. Identical stories posted by different users. Images that vanish too cleanly. Accounts that shouldn’t exist—and then don’t. Arun becomes convinced that internet cryptids are not fiction, but leaks of a hidden reality. Driven by obsession and the need to prove himself right, he convinces a group of friends to join him on a final expedition into remote mountains—hunting what they believe to be a skinwalker. They are wrong. What they encounter is something far beyond folklore.

Aut Vincere Aut Morī: To Conquer, or to Die. This story follows a young man who, tragically, got hit by a truck. After so, he is reincarnated into a fantasy world, filled with many things to discover. Follow him as he unravels the mystery of reincarnation and experiences other-worldly events.

A celestial was reborn as a baby not out of defeat but according to his own will. Join Null or Nihil on his adventure

Before time, before matter, there was the Absolute Being—an existence born from nothing and cast into an endless void. That void, stretched infinitely in every direction, offering no sound, no light, or any change. Eternity passed in silence, and isolation became the Being’s only companion. To escape the crushing stillness, the Absolute Being began to create. From that emptiness, emerged countless worlds—each shaped by different laws, each seeded with entities and lifeforms of staggering variety. To these creations, the Being granted power—forces that allowed them to build civilizations, wage wars, forge peace, and govern the fragile balance of their worlds. Some used their gifts to protect existence, while others sought domination or annihilation. Entire histories unfolded beneath the Being’s distant gaze. All of it served a single purpose: entertainment. The struggles, triumphs, and tragedies of mortals filled "a" Void with motion and meaning. Yet as ages turned into eternities, even creation itself grew predictable. The rise and fall of worlds blurred together, and the Absolute Being found itself once more staring into boredom as vast as the Void it had tried to escape. At last, the Being reached an unsettling conclusion. If creation was no longer enough… then there was only one way left to be truly entertained. And so, the final experiment began.

It should have started of as any mundane evening I had, waiting for the traffic light to go red so that we could pass. Instead, a random person used me as a shield, and I got stabbed. Later, I woke up in a place that had the lushest forests and greenest pastures I've ever seen. I thought this was heaven, but this was the domain of the God of life. And... I was chose to be HIS apostle. So now, I have to fix ruined worldlines to make sure the maws don't wreak havoc and eat everything.

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!"

"This is the first time—and the last." That's what Asher Keating told her, cold-faced and buttoning his shirt, after one night he never should have had. Leah Sinclair was no one. A broke college student buried in debt after her grandmother's surgery, selling her evenings at a high-end escort club just to survive. She wasn't supposed to end up in his bed. He wasn't supposed to come back. But he did. After the second time and the third, Leah cursed viciously in her heart: "Damn man! You really can't trust a word men say." Many years later, Asher looked at Leah sleeping beside him and sighed to himself: "Sure enough, you shouldn't be with the same woman more than three times, or you'll really be in for it." Was it possession... or affection? A choice that began as a transaction but became true love, with only the wish... to never forget their original intentions.