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Upon waking up, Mo Ling found himself trapped inside a sealed Block. One cubic meter of living space, an indestructible metal shell, no food and no water, like waiting for death in a coffin. In this moment of crisis, Mo Ling discovered that his perception had undergone a strange change, passing through the walls and continuously extending outwards. The outside world was fraught with peril, yet he was unable to move, only able to hide inside the Block and influence this bizarre world. Faced with the clever misunderstandings of the people in this world, he had no choice but to find his own way out through unconventional means.

Betrayal. The age old destiny of all of those in power. Nelly the crown princess to the Arbore Empire was about to embark upon a journey of sweet marriage. A bond born of love, a match sculpted by goddess of love, two souls to be joined in union for all eternity. Betrayal. Mere hours after she had recited her vows and signed the deal with a salty kiss, she was duped. Nelly's childhood friend had invoked the blood oath, forcing Nelly to stab her beloved. An oath Nelly had sworn to show that their friendship was equal. Betrayal. That same childhood friend, that same beloved husband joined hands in a shotgun wedding. Right after waking up from surgery the two were wed, in an affront to the sanctity of Nelly's marriage and a slap in the face for the Arbore Empire. Betrayal begets betrayal. Nelly had been saving her first time sucking blood for her husband, but she decided otherwise. Through fates fancy she sucked the blood of a suitor from the past, unbeknownst to her breaking the heart of her personal guard. Betrayal. Nelly's extended family had become rotten. A corruption brewed within the Arbore Empire, the Dove's eyes have been woolled over. Leaving lecherous cretins to indulge in forbidden pleasures. Oath. Nelly swore to protect her family. She swore to become stronger. Yet her broken heart couldn't stop yearning for love, but all the men in her life were poison. Some more potent than the others. Would she find the right dosage or would she explore wider options.

What ever, I can do what I want!

Hi. I am the same author of the old book, the Power of the command Block. I am changing and adding this to make a better novel. *i don’t own Minecraft, it belong to Mojang, Telltale games and 4J studio, pls don’t sue me. Also the picture do not belong to me*( i did play Minecraft, not a fan but the command block inspired me to write my first novel ) also i am newbie writer so don’t expect much pro writing skill. Minecraft, a great game for all ages and it is still popular today. Thanks to human’s creativity, gamers have created a lot of things inside Minecraft. Also with the red stone creations, gamers’s creativity have reached a higher lvl by creating machine-like block creations. Then with the appearance of Command Block, a new age of Minecraft begins. The Block that can control the whole world, bend the world into what players want and mods the world into something else. Where millions of code lines can be placed into one small block and created things that players can imagine about. Sun Zhen, a former Minecraft pro player, 25 years old and have a pretty good live. But died because of a robbery. Watch as he enter the world of CULTIVATION.

Juno Dumas débarque en Première dans un lycée où les règles ne sont pas écrites. Discret, solitaire, il attire peu l’attention. Au début. Mais dans ce lycée, le respect se gagne rarement avec des mots. Et très vite, les regards changent. Les rumeurs commencent. Certains testent. D'autres observent. Car ici, les tensions ne restent pas théoriques très longtemps. Et chaque geste peut redessiner l’équilibre du bloc. Entre pression silencieuse, rapports de force et montée en tension… DEATH BLOCK commence.

Artists often face various challenges when creating content. Difficulties artists encounter are numerous in number while not infinite it would write and essay The common ones are ;Creative block, Time management, Self doubt, Financial constraints ,Pressure to conform ,Technical know how and skills ,*ORIGINALITY* These challenges can vary depending on the individual artist, their medium, and their goals. But !, the most important one to note is,…. Cri…Criticism and lack of feedback . "But are all just excuses of lazy and unprofessional creators " That one person Y-Yes…, while that is true for some it doesn't change the fact that it's a problem. But I guess you'd have to see for yourself Let me know if you fall into the category of any of— [Zzttt…] "Adedejiii !!!!.. come here rigHT NOW!!!"

Two years ago, Von Royner was presumed dead, killed alongside his father in a CIA-orchestrated hit meant to erase a bloodline too dangerous to exist. His father, James Royner, had a rare and lethal ability: he could see the first ten seconds of any person’s actions before they happened. A gift the government feared. A secret they buried with bullets and fire. But Von survived. Now hiding in the shadows of Chicago’s most dangerous streets, Von emerges with the same gift, a burning thirst for justice, and a message for those who tried to destroy him: “You’re going to pay for what you did to my father.” With his gang, the Black Disciples, and memories of a murdered friend fueling his mission, Von sets out to dismantle the system that turned on his family. As he walks the line between vengeance and redemption, hunted by the CIA and haunted by his past, Von must decide how far he’s willing to go to finish what his father started because the war has just begun.

A retired adventurer sets out to chronicle his legendary exploits, only to find himself facing an all-too-familiar foe: writer's block. What starts as a minor frustration quickly grows into something far more troubling. As the days pass, the memories of his adventures begin to fade from his mind, slipping away like sand through his fingers. Desperate to preserve his past before it vanishes entirely, he embarks on one final quest.

​In the neon-drenched, acid-soaked megacity of Neo-Kashi (The Block City), human emotions and memories are no longer sacred—they are the highest-trading currency. Through brain implants, the poor sell their most precious memories to buy food, becoming emotionless shells known as Blanks. Meanwhile, the corporate elites inject raw human feelings to feel alive again. ​Enter Kael Vane, an ex-tactical operative turned black-market Memory Exorcist. Cursed with Hyper-Retention Syndrome, Kael’s brain rejects neural wipes—he is physically incapable of forgetting anything. Every death, every fire, and every war crime he has ever witnessed plays in his head 24/7 in high-definition clarity. ​Kael's quiet, dark routine shatters when Aria Zero, a fugitive bleeding plasma burns, crashes into his underground clinic. Inside her mind lies the "Zero Code"—the world's last uncorrupted, un-engineered human memory. ​Hunted by CEO Vance of Synapse Corp and his merciless cybernetic assassins, Kael and Aria must navigate through underground mafia dens, sewer resistance networks, and dead-soldier ghosts. To save humanity's free will, Kael must make the ultimate choice: Is a painful truth better than a blissful lie?

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?"