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KINGDOM(EARTH) HEARTS(WATER) 3(LIGHT) MEMORY(TIME) ARCHIVE(TIME+EARTH) 5(FAMILY) DARKNESS Organization 13's true goal is to divide Xehanort's heart among 13 vessels; 13 Xehanorts, what is? The Real Organization 13; now Master Xehanort has warned of a 3rd attempt to start his War; All of this was decided. My 12 selves would welcome me here on this day when I would return as a complete person. It is the future that lies beyond my sight. Let us finish this at the Fated Place when your Lights and my Darknesses have joined together. Even Time itself cannot contain Xehanort's ambitions. 7 Lights; 13 Darknesses; The End is coming.

If 'Jujutsu Kaisen' and 'John Wick' f**ked, then had a baby, this would probably be it: Detached mass Murder experimenting on deaths? Yandere himouto who'd threaten her father and do background murders for her brother? A Divine Wolf who jokes about blending people and cannibalism? This is the package. ___________________ "The first time I felt the particles, I thought I was going insane." Naturally, as the heir to a fading Yakuza empire, Ken Kurosawa knew violence. But nothing prepared him for the day he awoke to a world only he could see. Strange, shimmering particles floated in the air, whispering secrets of the unseen. When he reached out… the world bent to his will. At first, he used this power—Kami-Jutsu, he found it to be—to protect his family. A masked figure in a shadow-cloaked hood, he slaughtered his father’s rivals in the dead of night, their blood staining Tokyo’s underbelly. But with each kill, the particles grew louder. Now, as ancient factions hunt him and a prophecy unfolds, Ken must master his godlike abilities before something apocalyptic emerge from the depths of the underworld. The Yakuza’s son will learn: some truths are deadlier than bullets.

Oh no, Cho Cho/Choji's daughter/ Chubs ate all of the food see, how Inojin and Shikadai buy their way out of the food drought

"Aku sekarang anak SMA! aku pastikan diriku akan memiliki pacar. Seorang penyendiri mengenaskan yang hanya mengurung diri dikamar tak punya teman ataupun pacar adalah orang paling menakutkan di dunia ini. Jauhkan hal itu dari diriku tuhan" begitulah kata Shizuka Ino, seorang siswi baru melontarkan sumpah serapahnya saat memasuki masa SMA. Nyatanya, tak siapapun mengenal dirinya. Sayo teman satu-satunya ternyata berbeda kelas. Karena topik dikelas adalah mengobrolkan seorang pacar, Ino terpaksa berbohong bahwa ia memiliki pacar hanya untuk mendapatkan teman. Sebagai bukti, ia memfoto orang tak dikenal untuk dijadikan buaian kepada mereka bahwa orang itu adalah seorang pacar Shizuka Ino. Ternyata, orang yang dimaksud adalah teman sekelas Sayo, Yukiouji kuroo. Demi kebohongannya tetap terjaga, Ino memohon kepada Kuroo "Tolonglah! jadilah pacar bohonganku" "Oke, poochie" "P-o-o-chhie?" "Kau pikir aku akan sukarela untuk menutupi bualanmu yang merepotkan itu. Lagian namamu miripkan?" bagaimana kelanjutan cerita dari mereka? menjadi seorang binatang peliharaan hanya untuk sebuah teman? nantikan cerita selanjutnya original : ookami shoujo to kuro ouji

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Quand un message sinistre apparaît sur tous les téléphones de sa classe – "Êtes-vous prêts à jouer au Jeu du Loup ?" – Lilie, 16 ans, voit son monde basculer. Ce n’est pas une blague, mais le retour d’un jeu mortel qu’elle pensait avoir laissé derrière elle. Six ans plus tôt, elle a survécu à ce cauchemar, mais à quel prix ? Hantée par la culpabilité, elle doit maintenant guider ses camarades – l’impulsif Lauric, la manipulatrice Amaréline, le logique Clarent, et la sensible Élyvane – dans une école transformée en terrain de chasse. Les Ombres Joueuses, des monstres d’un autre monde aux formes d’enfants difformes, imposent des épreuves cruelles à travers des comptines tordues. Chaque échec coûte une vie. Alors que la méfiance divise le groupe et que son passé refait surface, Lilie découvre que les Ombres la veulent, elle. Pour survivre, elle devra affronter ses démons et briser le jeu… ou devenir leur pion. Dans ce thriller surnaturel, la peur est un jeu, et personne ne gagne sans sacrifice.Plongez dans une chasse où chaque comptine peut être la dernière !

What if the Shibuya Incident never happened? After Kokichi Muta exposes Kenjaku's plan, the Disaster Curses launch an all-out assault on Jujutsu High instead. As history changes, familiar faces meet unfamiliar fates in an alternate retelling of Jujutsu Kaisen.

Fu Xiaoxiao transmigrates into a book and immediately faces the crisis of being sent to the countryside. As the unloved middle child, her younger sister is the one meant to go — but her mother transfers her job to the sister instead. A disaster of a start. To avoid being sent away, she has to marry within seven days. She meets a few ordinary men and decides she'd rather go to the countryside. Then she runs into a neighbor who's also looking for a spouse — and his conditions are surprisingly good. A dowry of three hundred? Bicycles and a radio? Just take care of the kids, and separate rooms are fine? The others may pass, but she won't. Every day is a battle of wits with the two kids. Life is eventful, she gets a salary every month, and the boss is never home. Absolutely perfect. Except... wasn't this big shot supposed to be infertile? Then why does he keep strutting around naked in front of her? She has professional ethics. She won't be seduced by a good body. Hmph. Men only slow down her sword swing. Lu Feng grits his teeth at Fu Xiaoxiao, who remains completely unmoved by his countless attempts to seduce her, and traps her in his arms. "Boss, let's talk this through. I know forty a month is a bit much — how about... five less?" Trapped in his embrace, Fu Xiaoxiao thinks he's unhappy with her high salary and starts bargaining. "I'm giving myself to you for free." Lu Feng grinds out through clenched teeth. This woman has no heart. "...Can I say no?" Fu Xiaoxiao swallows, staring at the washboard abs so close. "Such a good deal — are you sure you don't want it?" Lu Feng squints, tempting her. "Fine." A fool turns down a bargain.

Three years of devotion. Three years of loving Julian with everything she had. Only to be framed for a divorce and personally sent to prison by him. "I didn't kill her," Evelyn begged. "I didn't kill the woman you love." "I don't believe you." Facing a death sentence with no one to turn to, Evelyn made the most desperate choice of her life — she threw herself at the one person Julian would never forgive. His younger brother. "Get me pregnant. Please. It's the only way I survive." Because pregnant women are not subject to the death penalty. By the time the truth surfaced and Julian realized the woman he destroyed was innocent, it was already too late. He dropped to his knees. "Eve, I was wrong. Give me one more chance." A hand caught his wrist before he could touch her. "She's already my wife, brother."

Before marrying Silas, Joyce had only met him three times. A marriage of convenience, a secret agreement, for a term of three years. She's fresh off a heartbreak — the man she chased for years told her they "weren't a good match." Silas has his own baggage: rumor says he's still hung up on a white moonlight who happens to look just like Joyce. So that's all she is. A substitute. ** In the second year of their marriage, on Joyce's birthday, she drank too much and, in front of everyone, tugged on his tie, pinning him underneath her: "You look... a lot like my husband." The Thorne family's second master, known for being rational and unfeeling, was flustered by her that night. He leaned in close to her ear and coaxed in a low voice, "Be good." The next day Joyce woke up to find her lips were swollen. This… Who did this! When she went to question him, she discovered Silas's lip was bitten. He stared at her and said slowly, "You crossed the line first." ** The scandal leaked. At a party, her ex-boyfriend stepped in: "She's mine. Who dares talk?" Then Silas walked in. The room went silent. "Yours? Since when?" "Joyce, tell me. Whose are you?" So much for the secret marriage. So much for being a substitute. This was supposed to be fake… wasn't it?