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Yasuo Hayashi is a shy, twenty-year-old baker who loves his quiet routine at Mayonaka's Sweets—a life punctuated only by his secret passion for BL (Boys' Love) manga. His calm is shattered when he finds his customer, the stoic high school teacher Daisetsu Nakamura, injured and unconscious outside his shop. Daisetsu, a man known for his cold outside but secretly tangled in dangerous gang conflicts, insists on repaying Yasuo's kindness by working at the bakery. Their forced proximity deepens a quiet, unexpected bond, built on Yasuo's tender care and Daisetsu's desperate need for genuine warmth. But their budding connection crashes when Daisetsu accidentally discovers Yasuo's secret—his beloved BL collection. Overwhelmed by shame and fear of judgment, Yasuo flees into an elaborate campaign of comedic avoidance. Daisetsu, realizing he genuinely misses the baker, shifts from quiet acceptance to determined pursuit. The chase ends with Daisetsu fiercely confronting Yasuo, forcing the baker to confront his feelings. Their fragile, secret romance truly begins, facing new threats from Daisetsu's obsessive colleague, Kaede, who is determined to ruin their happiness.

Ao Yu is jolted awake from a nightmare in which he drowns following a fierce argument with the teaching assistant, Wu Feng. To his horror, he realizes the grim details of the dream are manifesting in reality with chilling accuracy. Even more terrifying, no matter how he tries to escape—by stealing a boat, feigning illness, or warning the islanders—the deadly tsunami arrives right on schedule, mercilessly dragging him to his death and plunging him into a new cycle of this hellish loop. During these desperate repetitions, Ao Yu witnesses a series of bizarre and horrifying phenomena: a sinister Soul Banner churning the waves, a bloody murder at the lighthouse, and Loong Grandma's husband being twisted by dark magic into a monstrous shark. Piece by piece, he uncovers the truth: a spy named Umimoto from the Doom-Scorned Kingdom has come to steal the Loong Palace's sacred treasure, the Aqua Pura Vase. The Doom-Scorned Kingdom is using the evil artifact, the Soul Banner, to create a countdown to catastrophe—if Umimoto fails to find the vase, the banner will unleash a sacrificial tsunami. To complete his mission, Umimoto ruthlessly harms the islanders. The secret of the Aqua Pura Vase, astonishingly, is hidden within a seemingly unremarkable rolling pin that bears the "East Sea Loong Scenery" painting. Joining forces with Wu Feng, Granny Bao, and Xiao Yi, Ao Yu races against the relentless time loop. They expose Umimoto's conspiracy, endure the agony of failed attempts to secure the treasure, and suffer the pain of seeing loved ones controlled by dark forces. Ultimately, they activate the true power of the Loong Scenery painting in the kitchen's hearth—opening the long-sealed Loong Gate. Storming into the Loong Palace, Ao Yu and Wu Feng feel their dormant Loong bloodline awaken. Confronting Umimoto, who has seized the Aqua Pura Vase, and facing the Soul Banner's violent backlash, Wu Feng—now awakened as a Loong woman—recites a Heart-Cleansing Incantation under Loong Grandma's guidance. This summons a purifying downpour that shatters the Soul Banner's core and critically wounds Umimoto. Though the tsunami is averted, Umimoto's furious roars as he flees signal that the threat is far from over. In the aftermath, the survivors of White Sand Island finally begin to unravel the ancient secrets buried deep beneath the waves and within their very blood

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[Two Chapters/Day... Unless I'm really busy. Like I am til the 20th.] What weight would you put on life? Is it something sacred? Or something you can just toss aside the second it gets inconvenient? Would you consider life to be a sum of all lively experiences or just the art of existing? Even if the existence itself was empty? Elyan was but a human who didn't know how to answer any of those. But humans can learn, they can grow, after all, they are alive. This is the tale of a man trying to get back up on his feet after everyone he knew left him to rot. This is a tale about trying to find meaning through the absence of life. A tale trying to explore death. This is a tale recalling the rise of Death Incarnate. *** Art by taekwonkim. I did not commission this god-tier artist. https://discord.gg/dkSzcwa3DM (character design and more) [THIS RE-UPLOAD IS JUST TO CHECK IF I'M GETTING SHADOWBANNED OR NOT. CUZ THE NUMBERS DON'T MATCH UP.]

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"Jika waktu ini habis apa aku akan kembali?." "Tentu kau akan kembali dan semua akan seperti semula." apa aku bermimpi aku mendengar seseorang berbicara pada ku?. walau samar aku mendengar nya, BERISIK.... Dia mengusik telingaku DIAAAMMMM..... !!!! ........ "Hanya aku tak ingin waktu ini habis."

Sasha is a Gold digger with daddy issues, finding her match...someone, with a lot of Principle Ash...with sexual tensions...rising between her and her sugardaddy, on why her sugar daddy never touched her... but... for some reason... very touchy to this new butler; Ash. Sasha has suspicions... But she can't help.... falling in love, on Ash before everything else. What would happen next?

"But even in the darkness I could still see his soul, and its color was a deep blue." His soul is shattering, reaching out to anyone willing to take it and put it back together, but all her efforts to help him only result in their suffering.

Heroes. Icons of hope. Defenders of the weak. They are not bound by duty, nor are they compelled by law. And yet, they rise. They stand between chaos and order, not because they must, but because they choose to. That choice—the willingness to fight for others—is what makes them more than just people with powers. It makes them legends. Every child dreams of being one. Of soaring through the skies, of standing tall against the forces of evil, of hearing their name chanted by the people they save. To be strong. To be admired. To matter. Kevin Trades once shared that dream. But dreams are fragile things. The cold wind howled past his ears as he plummeted. The night sky stretched above him, a canvas of stars indifferent to the boy who had just been thrown from a rooftop. The world around him blurred, city lights twisting into streaks of yellow and white. His body twisted midair, arms flailing as he reached for anything—something—to stop his fall. But there was nothing. Only gravity’s cruel embrace pulling him down, faster and faster. Then—impact. Pain exploded through his body. He hit the pavement hard, his vision flashing white before turning to darkness. For a moment, there was nothing but silence. The world felt distant, like a bad dream he couldn’t wake from. Then, the taste of metal filled his mouth. A weak cough escaped his lips, splattering liquid onto the cold concrete beneath him. He forced his eyes open, the dim glow of a nearby streetlight illuminating the substance pooling by his face. It wasn’t red. Blue. A deep, rich blue, glistening under the light like liquid sapphire. Kevin’s breath hitched. His trembling fingers reached out, touching the unnatural blood oozing from his lips. It was real. Something inside him stirred. A realization. A possibility. Maybe… just maybe… He could become a hero.

In her past life, Su Yaoguang bought Xiao Yanci, supported his education, and helped him rise to great heights. She became his wife. Everyone praised him for never abandoning the farm girl who funded his rise. Su Yaoguang also believed she had found a good man. Unexpectedly, when she was seriously ill, she saw Xiao Yanci bring his first love and a child who resembled them both to her bedside. "Dad, mom, when will this person die?" the child asked, holding Xiao Yanci's hand. Xiao Yanci responded, "Soon, just wait a bit longer." That was the moment she realized: she had wasted her entire life on the wrong man. Returning to the age of fifteen, Su Yaoguang pointed at the bloody young boy: "I want him." In her past life, no matter what she gave Xiao Yanci, she only received a cold expression. This time, the young boy, like a wolf cub, dropped his guard; everything Sister gifted was the best. Sweet as milk. Devoted beyond reason. He melted her completely. Until one day, the young boy took a high position. Not wanting history to repeat itself, Su Yaoguang packed her things and slipped away at night, only to run into a man as noble and unattainable as a deity. "I've heard you call us siblings everywhere. Good sister, shouldn't we change what we call each other?"