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Young Master Lu says, "My wife knows nothing at all and has a bad temper. You'd better not bully her." Gu Mang watches silently as this man warns everyone who comes his way. Young Master Lu says, "Read properly. How can you remember anything if you flip the pages so quickly?" Gu Mang takes up another book and reads it speedily. Young Master Lu complains, "What should I do when my babe hates studying?" What else can he do other than dote on her? Until one day... "Young Master, numerous universities in the capital and even top universities overseas are fighting to get Madam to enroll!" "Young Master, many TCM research centers are getting into deadly squabbles over hiring Madam." "Young Master, a legion of huge international law firms want to employ Madam." "Young Master, several eminent hacking organisations are here too..." "Young Master, multiple financial groups have come..." "Young Master..." To all these, Young Master Lu says, "What the f**k! Get out of here!" Yes, his wife is a genius.

The Trinity of Death: The Swordsman of Rolling Heads—by Jhunzkie Rakabuba. Ayronee died by his own choice — a rooftop, a fall, a desperate bid for silence after years of mockery ground him to nothing. Death did not deliver peace. An angel delivered an ultimatum instead: live again, or burn forever. He chose life not because he wanted it, but because the alternative was worse. Reborn as Hexia in a medieval fantasy world, gifted with power he never asked for, and bound by one condition that cannot be broken — he cannot die by his own hand. Ever. Eighteen years of training. Three years of emptiness. A legend built entirely in blood. By eighteen, Hexia is the Swordsman of Rolling Heads — a protector whose signature technique, the Guillotine, is a perfectly horizontal strike that ends threats with surgical finality. Crimson-eyed and emotionally hollow, he kills fifty bandits in five minutes and walks away feeling nothing. He is not living. He is enduring — waiting for a death that will never come, having reduced his entire world to one pursuit: peace at any cost. Then Sirenia arrives, and refuses to look away. Silver-haired, stubborn, and perceptive in the way only the fearless can be, Sirenia sees past the blade and the emptiness to the man being slowly destroyed beneath both. Hexia saves her from an ambush. He heals her. Neither is prepared for what that exchange costs them. Over six months, patient and persistent, she begins dismantling what he spent years constructing — not through force, but through sheer presence. Slowly, painfully, Hexia begins to understand that survival and living are not the same thing. Then the past returns, and shatters everything. Lhoralaine — the childhood love Hexia buried in silence — reappears alongside Fred, the man who took her, who has spent years wearing friendship like a mask over something far colder. One confrontation in a tavern. One rolling head. And the world learns what happens when the Swordsman's carefully maintained restraint finally breaks. What follows is larger than murder. Fred's death was not merely a killing — it was a key. Ancient seals crack open. Six god-like entities called Ancients stir from imprisonment beneath the world. Angels and demons descend to deliver a verdict no one in that tavern was prepared for: Hexia did not commit a crime. He triggered a countdown. In six years, Ignarok — the Eternal Flame — rises to reduce continents to ash. Every six years after, another Ancient wakes. If all six are freed, the Primal Ancient returns, and existence ends without ceremony. Six marks. Six heroes. Six years. A divine hexagram burns into Hexia's palm. Five others bear the same mark scattered across four continents — each wielding an element, each carrying damage the world has not yet seen. Hexia, Sirenia, and Lhoralaine must find them, from Nerissa the void-wielding dwarven princess to strangers whose names and wounds remain unknown, and forge something resembling an army from people who barely know how to survive themselves. This is not a story about heroes who rose to the occasion. It is about a man who wanted to die being forced to save everyone. About two women fighting for the heart of someone who has forgotten it exists. About whether people shattered at the foundations can hold the weight of the world — or whether the weight simply finishes what the breaking began. The Ancients are waking. The mark burns. The clock has started. And Hexia — who asked only for silence — must now decide whether existence, for all its agony, is worth the fight.

What image comes to mind when you hear the word "Hero"? Perhaps the real question is, what is your ideal hero? Strong, glorious, and fearless even in the face of perilous foes? A magnificent warrior of peace and justice to whom everyone can look up? If you answered yes. Then Gideon may fall short of your expectations. He was summoned to another world against his will and forced to survive the dangers of the new world while pursuing the grand mission imposed on him. Gideon, who has no faith in his own abilities and believes he is unworthy of the title of powerful warrior, let alone hero. A damaged soul with a deeply flawed personality. However, a hero would be incomplete without his dependable aides. Because he is not fighting alone in this battle. Within him, he has unexpected, unwelcome, and obligatory allies. Yes, inside him. Being one-of-a-kind does not automatically make someone special. But being special does not necessitate being unique... or alone. Not everyone is chosen to be a hero, and not everyone chooses to become one. Not all heroes wear capes and shining armor, and not all heroes are perfect. Some of them are messed up, severely flawed, and ridiculously chaotic. This is a story about a group of not-so-heroic people who share a single body. Join Gideon Brangwen and his less-than-ideal companions on their long, arduous, and colorful journey to the world of Eteria, and watch them grow from zero to almost heroes. Not quite a hero, but not far off. *** [Posting Schedule: 1k words every chapter on Mondays, Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Fridays] I can only write 1k words per day and cannot write every day.

The zither and lute sing in harmony with white heads.

Janar had awoken in the center of what seemed like an abandoned city and when she did an unknown entity was standing in front of her and had asked her a question will you be a player or citizen in where you in this world?

Cirus, a child from a wealthy family, lived alone with his mother and their servants in a grand mansion, isolated from the outside world. Longing for companionship, he one day asked his mother if he could accompany her to visit an old friend, hoping to find a friend of his own. During their visit, they were warmly welcomed by his mother's friend, who introduced them to her son, Neal. The two boys quickly bonded, sharing everything and becoming the best of friends. However, fate was cruel-Neal's father had to move abroad for work, forcing Neal to leave. Cirus was devastated but eventually moved on with his life. Years passed, and on his 18th birthday, Cirus was reunited with Neal. Their friendship rekindled as if no time had passed, and they spent their days together, strengthening their bond. But one day, tragedy struck. As they were walking, the earth trembled, and a massive crack opened beneath them. Neal, without hesitation, pushed Cirus to safety-at the cost of his own life. Shattered by grief, Cirus refused to accept what had happened. Consumed by loss and desperation, he set out on a relentless search for Neal, unable to believe that his dearest friend was truly gone.

Elias Hart is dying one full moon at a time. A rare genetic curse turns his body to living stone; no wolf, no hunt, only agony. The only known solution is offered by the Heralds: a ritual that will stop his heart but preserve his mind forever in an undying, emotionless crystal shell. They call it mercy. Elias calls it losing everything. Refusing to surrender the life he built with his wife Sarah and their son, he chases a rumor of another way; a forgotten ritual hidden deep in the Rift-Wilds, left behind by a scholar who vanished decades ago. The journey will test his body, his bond with his family, and his will to remain human. Some curses can be endured. Some can be broken. Some ask only whether you're willing to pay the price.

When God descends into Hell to confront his rebellious son, Lucifer opens the gates for humanity to make their own diabolic pacts. Seven people receive cursed coins: 'heads' brings divine adoration and power, 'tails' awakens worldwide hatred—and their families pay with their lives.Kaios Dervios sacrificed everything for the masses' worship. But a mysterious force is eliminating the coin bearers one by one, and the game that promised glory may become his downfall.

In the winter-stricken city of Borderlands , nestled in the eerie silence of the '90s era, Zayn Wolfe, a resilient 20-year-old with a chiseled physique, endured the harsh reality of orphan hood. Living in the squalor of the slums, he navigated a life of poverty, resorting to stealing and participating in gritty gang fights to survive. Zayn's existence took an unexpected turn when his adept fighting skills caught the eye of a powerful gang leader. Recognizing Zayn's potential, the gang leader presented him with an ominous opportunity—a job that promised escape from the slums. The task: to assassinate the baron of Scarestown, a figure synonymous with oppression and wealth. As he went on a journey to kill the baron , he began to face against something he never believed before . Questioning his own sanity , the wolf began his journey of death ! Will he kill the baron and get free from poverty ? or will he fall and choose to be a street thug again ? See for yourself!

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?"