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"No les permitas alimentarse de tu miedo, no les permitas devorar el miedo de los demás, no les permitas existir, aniquilarlos es ley y la ley orden...¡SALVE EL TEMPLO DE LA SANGRE!

EKRON is a therapist with a license to shoot. Which is odd because, a shrink is naturally supposed to be understanding of people and behavior in general. But not Ekron. He has the temper of a newborn and tongue of a serpent. But maybe his alpha mate might just be what he needs... Or Not.

Sarah destroys Crows’ village and he is separated from his family. He finds a hidden ship and meets a lady who calls herself Divine, she says that he can follow her to travel if he sees fit. “I hope to see what lies in wait, in this world of dreamers!” Our thoughts bring about depression, which leads to anguish, pain, suffering, envy, obsession, and gluttony. But isn't that the beauty of life? It is. Or so one would think...

just when he was desperately trying to find something to do, he eventually stumbled upon an MMORPG ad. he never played any MMO before… or even computer game, hell he didnt even play minecraft. so he decides to give it a go. during his in game journey, he will meet people that he would have never thought hed get along with, he establishes new relationships.

Kyla Kanaya, hancur kehilangan letak arah diri yang dikelilingi orang-orang ambisius dan berusaha memperbaiki terhindar dari hinaan dan jatuhnya mimpi-mimpi orang yang disayanginya Fandra Gracio, hancur dan selalunya mencari jati diri menaikan harga diri agar tetap terlihat kewibawaannya dengan menambahkan bumbu keegoisan Deka Gantari, hancur dengan ribuan perasaan yang menghantui antara bersalah atau masih mencintai namun masih pula bertahan Lalu apa yang mereka cari jika tak ada yang mencoba saling mengalah?

Many people believe that the sole purpose of a door is to connect one room to another. But in truth, a door holds a hidden side—one that doesn't just link spaces, but bridges the front-facing world and the hidden dimension behind it. A realm where imagination, illusions, and wonders all reside. --- Enjoy the story. I'm a beginner, so there may still be many flaws. Please don’t hesitate to share your thoughts, suggestions, or critiques—they’ll help me grow and become a better writer.

Blamed for the death of his Friend, Watachi is falsely jailed for a crime he didn't commit. However, he finds a chance for not only his escape, but his redemption.

Year 20XX, the world has further advanced in technology, literal sky-high buildings, drone patrol bots, hover cars, and the famous virtual reality technology prompting countless entertainment in the form of games has been developed. Kronicle, the so called 'next world', VRMMO collaboration of several famous game companies, attracting a record breaking 1 billion players on launch, with 90% player freedom and countless different monsters, it has reached a level of popularity that the world has decided to bet on it. 2 years after the launch, Kronicle, from a simple VRMMO to entertain has now become the 2nd life of it's players, especially with the introduction of currency exchange, many players around the globe has changed their lives with Kronicle, and even now with it's 2.5 billion players the popularity of the game has never ever been overshadowed by any other game, making it the undisputed #1 entertainment the world has ever seen. Arman Luther Penn, a 20 year old bottom-of-the-barrel working class who was one of the 6 billion who couldn't afford to play the game or just plain ignorant of it, is suddenly plunged into the world of Kronicle after an "accident" happened to him. "I just hope this game doesn't cause me too much hassle..."

The dimly lit room was cloaked in a shroud of secrecy, its walls lined with maps, photographs, and cryptic notes that spoke of unseen dangers and tangled networks. The air was thick with the scent of old paper and cigar smoke, remnants of a world where power was wielded in the shadows. In the center of the room stood a figure, his presence commanding and ominous. Ivan Petrov, the feared Russian mafia leader, was a man whose name had become synonymous with fear and control. His reputation for cruelty and cunning was legendary, and his influence extended far beyond the criminal underworld. He was a man who thrived in darkness, pulling the strings of power from behind the scenes. Petrov's gaze was fixed on a map spread out before him, dotted with various locations and coded symbols. His mind was racing, plotting the next move in a game of high-stakes manipulation and deceit. The room's dim lighting cast deep shadows on his face, emphasizing the harsh lines of his expression. "There are always new players on the board," Petrov mused, his voice a low, gravelly whisper. "And every player has a weakness to exploit." Across from him, a shadowy figure emerged from the corner, stepping into the faint light. This was not an ordinary operative; this was a figure of enigma and danger, known only by whispers and rumors. The Broker, a mysterious and elusive figure, was as much a legend as Petrov himself. Their meeting was one of necessity and mutual benefit, but the stakes were high, and trust was a currency neither could afford. "The game is changing, Petrov," The Broker said, their voice carrying a cold, calculated edge. "The dynamics are shifting, and new players are emerging. Your empire is vulnerable." Petrov's eyes narrowed, a dangerous glint reflecting in them. "I am aware of the threats," he replied, his tone laced with menace. "But I have survived this long by adapting and eliminating any threat to my power. Tell me what you know." The Broker stepped closer, revealing a set of documents and photographs that detailed a series of operations and individuals connected to a new threat. These were not mere notes but a roadmap to a larger scheme—a scheme that could disrupt the delicate balance of power Petrov had worked so hard to maintain. "This," The Broker said, placing the documents on the table, "is a precursor to what could be a major upheaval. There are those who seek to challenge your position, and they are more dangerous than you might realize. We need to act swiftly and decisively." Petrov studied the documents, his mind working furiously to assess the implications. The stakes had been raised, and the threat was imminent. The world of shadows was never static; it was a realm where power constantly shifted, and the price of failure was unforgiving. "This is not a game for the faint-hearted," Petrov said, his voice taking on a tone of grim resolve. "I will deal with these new threats as I have dealt with all others. But I will need allies and information. Tell me what you require." The Broker's lips curled into a faint smile, a gesture that spoke of hidden agendas and complex alliances. "We need to ensure that we are always a step ahead. I have my own interests and resources, but we must work together to neutralize these threats. The balance of power must be preserved." As they exchanged information and forged an uneasy alliance, the room seemed to close in around them, the weight of their plans and the shadows of their past looming large. The stage was set for a new chapter in a high-stakes game of power and deception, and the consequences of their actions would reverberate through their lives and the lives of those who would become entangled in their web. Unbeknownst to them, the paths they were about to cross would set in motion a series of events that would test their resolve and shape their futures. In the shadows of their pasts and the darkness of their plans, a new narrative was beginning to unfold

A young boy discovers that he has the power to recover from damage and injury. What follows are the unimaginable tales of his new found life.