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As Heaven’s daughter, she owns and personally runs a magical shop. This shop can leap through time and space and traverse many worlds. In the darkness of night, a glazed dragon-phoenix lamp will guide the fated ones to this shop called the OmniStore, and at this shop, the fated ones will have their wishes granted, but of course, not without a price. The premise is, only if you can afford to pay the price. You, do you want to enter this shop? Any wish you have can be fulfilled, yeah! You can be the mightiest one on the entire universe, you can look askance at the world beneath your feet, you can be so superior that you rise beyond and dominate all life! Her adorable pets, a dragon and a phoenix, have said. “Our shop is really not a rip-off. We are not just showing off to impress or be superior to others, neither are we putting up a show of hypocrisy. We are just here to put the worlds that have deviated off course back on track.” However, such an intangible form of boasting is, in fact, the deadliest. Dear guest, do you need us to gain superiority? Do you need us to help you fly and soar?

She used to blush at the sight of him. Now his touch makes her vomit. After five years of bridal training in an empire that despises her, conquered princess Merdi demands an annulment from the most perfect man alive. Duke Clifton, war hero, golden heir, her indifferent fiancé, has never been refused anything. He's not about to start now. © PAMINCU / Letobooks / Floriel

A special day has come, a day that Earth has awaited for oh so long. The day where they are finally going to try and run the reactor. This had been long-awaited and everyone dropped off their kids with a hint of dread. Hoping that nothing would go wrong, we know it did. Since, else, there would not be a story. I won't go into too much detail, but only simply explain what happened. Due to some malfunctioning and incorrect assumptions, the reactor overproduced energy. Something which should have been impossible according to all the known knowledge of a really advanced Earth. I mean, they have even started colonizing planets. Have done countless simulations and even built test stations in space. Yet now, something had gone when they did the same on earth. Bizarre, right? This malfunctioning and imploding of the reactor caused a massive explosion due to the instability of space itself. This is also what allowed the story to exist, as our main characters were all transported. The method is not known, nor why they survived. We can say it is for the story, for now... They all now find themselves on Ethos, eating a mouthful of dirt as they struggled for breath. Some find their situation horrible, others find it relaxing and peaceful. Some see death, others see life. Despair and hope, madness and sanity on an edge. What has fate given you? Welcome to Ethos, a planet of magic. Welcome to Ethos, a planet orbiting an exotic star. Ethos wishes you luck in surviving. Maybe, just maybe... You can someday go back, or not. ----------------- Release rate: 3 chapters(1200-1400 words) a week. Discord: DAM4jsa patr eon.com/Breuno (Naturally ignore the space) PayPal: https://paypal.me/Breuno -------- *Will not be updating past chapter 40 on Webnovel; however, I am still writing it. You can read it either on my patr-eon (the word is censored), or on goodnovel. For patreon, simply search for Breuno and you should find it quite easily, or /breuno. All posts unlocked at the minimum Tier of 1 dollar per month.

A lone wandering falcon is on a journey for inner truth in a lawless land.

Playtime Co. started as a beloved toy empire founded by Elliot Ludwig, who desperately used factory resources and secret experiments to bring his deceased loved ones back to life. This horrific practice evolved into the "Bigger Bodies Initiative," where the company kidnapped orphans and factory workers, mutating them into living, bloodthirsty mascot toys.

Whoever said “you only live once” seriously deserves to be slapped… with a chair. Because that’s absolute bullshit. I would know—I died, after all. And instead of the eternal rest I was hoping for, I got yeeted into a fantasy world packed with oddball characters and multiple pantheons co-existing like it’s some cosmic sitcom. Oh, and did I mention I was handed a never-before-recorded bloodline and a Revered Gear… in the form of a scythe? Yeah. This sucks. Seriously, how is a lesbian, fallen angel vampire supposed to survive in a world that either wants to kill me… or sleep with me? My name’s Poppy. Read my misadventures as I stumble through different worlds, just trying to survive. **** Updates will be on Wednesday, Saturdays, and Sundays till further notice

Beneath the cheerful image of Playtime Co., something broken is still breathing. Dr. Ardi Wijaya, an Indonesian doctor trapped inside the company's secret research wing, discovers the horrifying truth behind the living mascots: they are not toys, but victims hidden behind innocent, smiling masks. Unable to escape and unwilling to abandon them, Ardi begins a quiet rebellion from within-one small act of mercy at a time. A dark emotional fanfiction about guilt, survival, hidden cruelty, and the fragile hope of restoring humanity to those who were never meant to be seen as human again. --- Author's Note This fanfiction is made purely for entertainment and is my first fanfiction project. Some drafting and polishing were assisted by AI, but the story concept, direction, character development, and creative choices are fully from the author.

It's your typical 90s slasher flick, with a twist. A friend is killed in a hit and run. Courtesy of her friends: Gisele Hamilton, Bennett Badeaux, Logan Takuda and Carmen Foster. There's so much more than what meets the eye. Unfortunately in this tale, there are no good guys.

The story tells of human life in the year 2071, where technological development and artificial intelligence have reached very advanced stages, breaking all expectations. Some humans have accepted the reality that artificial intelligence and robots have become more important than them, while others have decided not to submit and to deter this development that may affect their status as humans.

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?"