best apologetics

Hours before what would later be considered the start of the apocalypse, the protagonist was happily striding along a stone path in a random park with an icecream in hand, when suddenly he stopped, seemingly stuck in time, that moment he "remembered" some memories and also lost a good chocolate icecream to the cold ground...

It was year 0, the mark of mankind, called Judgement Day, but it was not the coming of God’s wrath to execute those who sinned, but the mindless and deadly massacre of all humans. I do not own the cover picture, credit goes to the owner of this link : http://resizer.shared.arcpublishing.com/M6OMYHShQ7aRvq8ylktXqPDL82o=/arc-anglerfish-arc2-prod-bonnier/public/X7MZHWPDGJAPP7QZ3ZPHG5JMVE.jpg

Meet Evan, a thirty-something marketing analyst. His life in Manila is as average as it gets, wake up to the sound of honking jeepneys, scroll through endless emails, endure the daily train squeeze, order overpriced coffee, and wonder if he should finally start working out. Except, once a month, he transforms into a wolf. Honestly? It’s not as bad as it sounds. The first few times were painful, sure, but he learned to manage. He preps for it like someone meal-prepping for the week, lock the doors, stock up on food, and let the wolf do its thing. Spoiler alert, it mostly just wants to lie down and enjoy its meat treats. But life doesn’t always let you keep your comforts. One freak accident later (thanks to a loose bolt, because of course that’s how he goes), Evan wakes up not in a hospital, not in the afterlife, but in ancient Philippines. No skyscrapers. No Wi-Fi. No explanation. Just majestic waterfalls, warring tribes, and a whole lot of sharks. And if that wasn’t bad enough? The transmigration removed his lycanthropy. Will he get it back? Does he even want to? Join Evan as he navigates the untamed rivers, snakes and crocodiles lurking everywhere, and curtailing his shame at wiping his ass with a stone. Oh, and did I mention we might have flying-torso monsters? Maybe.

COVER ART IS NOT MINE, TITLE AND AUTHOR NAME ONLY PAUSED, WILL BE REMADE The story of a young girl who vowed to take revenge on the people who killed her parents. This is the past of the Nephilim, the strongest member of the Infurion Fantasia. (This story is subjected to be improved in the future. This is the prototype, so to say.)

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A historical fiction about Emperor Hadrian and his young lover Antinous.

Em um mundo onde a magia não é um dom místico, mas uma ciência brutal de frequências vibracionais, ser o "elo fraco" é uma sentença de morte. Aris nasceu na Dinastia Dimensional, uma família de semideuses capazes de dobrar o espaço e o tempo. Mas, incapaz de processar magia pura sem fritar o próprio cérebro, ele fugiu para os subsolos tóxicos da Zona Periférica. Agora, armado com seu cinismo, intelecto e um Sintonizador de latão enxertado no braço, ele sobrevive como um rastreador ao lado de Meigan, uma guerreira de força esmagadora que esconde a herança do Sangue de Dragão.

What if one day, you got the opportunity to have a new life? Most people in that case will try to achieve what they could not do. Some will desire to be a hero, other wealth. They might be some strange guys who crave for liberty. Napoleon is one of them.

These creatures living among us, however they're very much alike human–– or truth to be told, they're more HUMAN than us. They're the reincarnations of the first deities who help humanity–– or do they ? Following the story of Thaddeus, a fifty-four years old lawyer who had an epiphany of his true self and the remnants of his previous life; a choice to interfere with human' lives

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?"