oil paints

( NOTE:THIS IS NOT MY NOVEL NOR MY TRANSLATIONS ) AUTHOR:Hobby Writing Principle (취미글주의) pls give support to them for creating this masterpiece!!! bcuz we love Author nim for creating Jio ————— Why, seems like I’ve become a haunted portrait ——— Manhwa Synosis: A world forever changed by the "Great Cataclysm." Seo Jio, a former art teacher, dies in a sudden fire, only to be pulled into a portrait and become part of the painting itself. Within the world of the portrait, Jio gains godlike powers that allow him to create life and even open gateways to other dimensions. Through his abilities, Jio encounters countless people and tries to help them overcome the problems they face. However, the more he crosses dimensions and resolves the incidents he encounters, the closer he comes to uncovering the truth hidden behind his own death...

In a world filled with monsters, Qi, and myriad factions, a rhyme resounds across the land and the sea as Jack is roaming around, searching for a clue of an oil reserve. “I’m looking for some oil.” “I’m looking for some oil.” Jack has been transmigrated to this world with a strange robot. Their mission is to find ten billion barrels of oil. “Hmm? There is a bandit stronghold living above my oil reserve? I shall help the world while achieving my goal, two birds with one stone.” -------- Other Works: 1. I Can Read People's Comments 2. God of Tricksters (Completed) 3. Gacha Sovereign (Completed) 4. The Magician of Sound (Completed) 5. Reincarnated to Bonk in Another World (Completed)

Synopsis Sirius Grandelbell, a nobleman's son who chose to live peacefully away from the hustle and bustle of the Asteria Kingdom, is a talented magic swordsman with the unique ability to create magical paintings through his sword strikes. Despite possessing extraordinary power earned from a childhood spent battling magical beasts, all Sirius wants is to live a peaceful academy life while drinking tea and chatting with Fenris, his loyal black wolf companion. But fate has other plans—various troubles and conflicts keep dragging him in, from academy intrigue to threats that endanger the kingdom. With sword in hand and magic paintings as his weapon, Sirius must learn that sometimes one cannot forever avoid responsibility—especially when the people he cares about are in danger. Will this young man who prefers a laid-back lifestyle be able to protect the peace he loves?

There will be a point in one's life when an individual reaches rock bottom; where every path leads to nowhere, every dim light fades into nothingness; an overwhelming loneliness. It may arrive early; it may come late. The line of fate reaches all physical and non-physical beings. Everything is affected. There will come a time when one's too far deep into the mantle. The pressure crushing; shattering. Hot; the magma burning, seething. Then there's the core. The singular point of utter failure. A white magma of negativity; degradation; mental strain. A swirling heat of pain, loss. Self-destruction, end. It's pointless. Lost. At that point, that individual has nothing to lose. It will now solely depend on the individual and how they will respond to the situation they reside in. Will they attain glory from the fall, or die from the fall? It's an imminent doom every being created must face. An inevitable event that must take place.

Betrayed by the heavens. Reborn to defy fate. Once a revered Saint, Qing Chen was struck down for breaking heavenly law in the name of love. But death was not his end—it was only the beginning. Reincarnated into the frail body of Chen Ying, the ill-fated Third Master of the Chen Household, he awakens to a cruel reality. Chen Ying was born with a Yin constitution—an immense blessing for a woman, but a curse for a man. The imbalance left him unable to cultivate, his meridians rejecting the very energy needed to grow stronger. Ridiculed, shunned, and ultimately poisoned on his wedding night, his fate seemed sealed. But now, with Qing Chen’s soul inhabiting this flawed yet powerful vessel, everything will change. With ancient knowledge and an unbreakable will, he embarks on the path of cultivation once more, not only to uncover the truth behind Chen Ying’s death but to shatter the heavens that once cast him down. This time, he won't rest until the celestial realm will bow before him.

When beings older than Humanity begin to rise to the surface, Sister June Weymouth finds herself in the middle. With the help of a stranger and her own struggling faith will she be able to face the Devil in the Oil Field?

"Ketika hati tiba-tiba menginginkannya, apakah itu salah? Saat hati tak ada yang tahu bahkan orangnya sekalipun! Maaf jika menyukaimu membuat dirimu tak nyaman dan memilih untuk menjauh. Tapi aku tak bisa menahannya lagi" "Aku yang tak berani untuk mengambil keputusan. Aku begitu takut dengan pengakuanku yang akan membuat tembok penghalang antara kita" "Kamu akan bahagia bersama orang yang mencintaimu dengan sepenuh hati. Maaf, tapi bukan aku leya"

Dear Max, if you are reading this then I am probably dead, but I will try to explain what you see before you. As you know we moved to Norway because my job required us to be here and it is because of my job that I must leave you. This world is dangerous, but my past is more dangerous. But I can't just leave you to die alone so I spent some time trying to find a safe haven for both of us. It was during this search that I discovered that the American Government has set up a base on top of an old oil rig. I plan to go here and once I confirm it is safe return to pick you back up. But if you are reading this then my plan most likely failed and for that I am sorry. Remember that I will always love you, please survive. -Love Your Father It was this simple letter, that started Max’s journey as they braved the post nuclear wastes, determined to not only survive but recover their past.

My fated mate, Rhys Sterling, invited me to his pack’s full moon bonfire when I was seven months pregnant with our pup. The moon was high and bright, but a wave of pregnancy-induced nausea had sent me slipping away to the lounge, where I was quietly scrolling through my phone. Suddenly, a Beta wolf from his pack, Blair Lowell, sauntered over and straddled Rhys's lap. "Hurry up with that moonlight oil! And don't just do my collarbones. I don't want splotchy marks from the ritual." Did I hear that right? My fated mate, Rhys Sterling, casually picked up the oil bottle and, without a flicker of hesitation, began applying it to her neck. "Your scent mark is already fading. I'll help you deepen it, make your wolf's presence stronger." Blair swatted his shoulder playfully. "And what's that to you? You're the one who said my wolf's scent wasn't strong enough last time." The other pack members started whistling and catcalling. As Rhys spread the oil near her heart, his gaze flickered to me for a fraction of a second. But Blair grabbed his hand, pushing it closer to her chest. "Don't worry, Avalon. He's touched me here so many times, he's practically immune. It's just moonlight oil. No need to get jealous, right?" I scoffed. The betrayal was so blatant, so utterly shameless. I turned away, mind-linking my clan's elder and requesting the ceremony to sever our mate bond. I wasn't jealous. I was furious. And they would both face the wrath of the Vance clan.

In her previous life, she took the wrong "white lotus" script, causing her to die a miserable death. Heaven has let her live again, so she shouldn't have to suffer the hardships of her past life once more! Feng Moxi sheds her weakness from her previous life. Making a new choice, she must fight! There are monsters! Kill them! There are scumbags! Eliminate them! With her meager strength, she picks up a Heavy Sword and forges a difficult path forward. Unexpectedly, that arrogant and reckless person who caused her no small amount of trouble along the way eventually becomes a comrade-in-arms to whom she can entrust her back, a companion for life. The sky fills with darkness, the Demon People emerge! The Heavenly Dao returns. One day, Feng Moxi is leisurely roasting beast meat by the river. Chaoyang, having just finished fighting a demon beast, sees the crumbs on her lips and immediately leans in. "Want some?" Chaoyang dazedly nodded his head. Suddenly, a piece of burnt beast meat is stuffed into his mouth. Chaoyang pulls Feng Moxi into his embrace, gently brushes the corner of her lips with his hand, and says, "You're mine!" Apocalypse + Cultivation + Doting Boyfriend