gas strands

The world was living in peace, when suddenly a meteorite crashed on earth, and spread a poisonous gas, ending the peaceful days in seconds. People were no longer allowed to go out, and started to live their lifes in isolation. The world was not ready for a disaster like this. But there was a different truth that was hidden from everyone. The mystery of the gas and it‘s origin would soon to be unveiled.

The strands of love causes us many emotions and causes many choices to appear, which leads to the phrase, "Sometimes love isn't for everyone."

On Christmas Eve, the whole family was heading to the family estate in the Catskill Mountains for the annual Christmas dinner. My younger brother, Angelo, was throwing a tantrum over a hot dog, so Mom sent my older sister, Bianca, and me into the gas station convenience store to get him one—anything to keep him quiet. But when I walked out with the scalding coffee, I was just in time to see our custom, bulletproof Cadillac Escalade glide onto the highway entrance ramp. The blizzard swallowed everything, the air sharp as a blade. And I, Cora Caruso, the daughter of Don Rocco Caruso, the most insignificant asset in my parents' vast empire, was left behind. I chased after the taillights, the heat of the spilling coffee on my hand going completely unnoticed. My screams were torn to shreds by the wind. "Papa! Mamma!" But that black steel beast, carrying my entire world, merged into the interstate traffic without a hint of hesitation and vanished at the end of the snow-swept horizon.

Survive. That is all you can do in the Blank. Don't try helping others. Don't try fighting back. Don't try resting. In the Blank, monsters roam the land. In the Blank, people who either are afraid or hesitate to act die. In the Blank, your only sense of comfort is yourself. Do not trust others. “Let the foul rot in a land of confusion. Let the blessed tricked find peace in the land of fout. Let the wicked dragged with the blessed face a fate worse than the blessed. Let the foul, the bless, the wicked, and the silent be lost forever in the land of confusion.” (Bit of a heads up, the novel will have first person and third person views)

In a futuristic world destroyed by corruption, biological experiments, and psychological warfare, humanity changed forever after the outbreak of the mysterious Phase Virus. Some became monsters. Some evolved. Now the world is ruled by corrupt governments, deadly hybrid species, advanced robotic warfare, and humans capable of phasing through matter itself. Amid the chaos stands Rioko — the first “Gas,” a being tied directly to the origins of the virus. Hunted by governments, feared by society, and dragged into brutal conflicts, Rioko must uncover the truth behind the Phase Virus before the world collapses completely. But saving the world may require becoming something even worse than the monsters created by it.

Tucked away at the edge of town, past the old railroad tracks and where the streetlights stop working, there’s a run-down gas station that’s open all day, every day. It looks like any other forgotten gas station in the middle of nowhere—with dusty shelves, strange snacks, broken lights, and a creepy smell that never goes away. But this place is anything but normal. Strange things happen here. There’s a gang of weird, possibly mutated raccoons living in the crawlspace—led by Rocco, a huge raccoon who likes to chew on car tires. There’s also a mysterious man known as the bathroom cowboy, who sometimes appears in the restroom, handing out balloon animals or singing songs that give people strange feelings of peace. The only full-time worker is the narrator, who spends most of their time behind the counter, dealing with broken equipment, strange smells, and even stranger customers. From a drunk who says he insulted the devil, to an old lady who insists her never-seen children were taken during a storm, to a farmer whose animals grew human faces—everyone around here has a bizarre story. Whether it’s the eerie silence of the woods downhill, the strange folks who wander in from the forest, or the way things just seem… off—this gas station is more than just a place to fuel up. It’s a mystery, a warning, and a strange little world of its own. If you ever stop by, be careful. The weirdness might follow you home

so... maybe it was because of what I said but for what its worth, I trust u.

After losing his family in a tragic accident a middle aged man found himself in the brink of despair. Month after month, he gradually lose taste for life, until one day he meet the duo that will rock his world.

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?"

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?"