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Sihwan merupakan anak yatim piatu. Sihwan merupakan anak yang menganggap dirinya memiliki kutukan. Setiap kali tertidur dia akan mendapatkan mimpi yang sama berulang kali. mimpi tersebut tentang bayangan besar yang selalu menganggunya saat tidur. Dia tidak ingat siapa orang tua-nya, yang dia ketahui adalah Sihwan diterlantarkan karena suatu alasan . Menginjak remaja Sihwan dan menempati status SMA. Sihwan ingin belajar mandiri dengan mendirikan Café bersama teman-teman didalam Panti Asuhan. Selama terus melanjutkan hidupnya, suatu saat Sihwan terjebak dalam tragedi pembunuhan, pembunuhnya adalah orang yang dianggapnya baik. Pada saat itu juga Sihwan berada dialam bawah sadar dan tidak bisa mengendalikan dirinya. Ketika kembali sadar dihadapannya terdapat pembunuh yang telah tewas. Tragedi tersebut menjadi tontonan orang tertinggi di suatu perusaahan dan dirinya dibawa ke kota Jakarta dan semenjak itu kehidupannya mulai berubah.

Kehidupan Jiyeon berbanding terbalik setelah kekasih nya Shin Jung Han menikam anak dari pemilik tempat dimana dia bekerja

In the days of the Primordials, there was a legendary tale that transcends all other tales. This is the tale of a young cultivator and his war against a powerful darkness. Live the story and tell the tale. This is Pathway. Join me on discord: https://discord.gg/A25Z2wexXe

In a world where silence clings to forgotten ruins and frost lingers beneath ancient trees, two boys—Aiden, wielder of darkness, and Lyon, master of storm—are bound by a fate older than the land itself. Drawn together by a prophecy whispered in half-remembered songs, they walk a path where no others dare tread. Haunted by ghosts on the breeze and shadows in the stone, their journey weaves through crumbling halls and cursed forests. Yet even in despair, music and flame rise to guide them—a reminder that their footsteps carry the weight of those who came before. But destiny is no gentle companion. The world has forgotten the old magic, and in its absence, corruption festers. To survive, Aiden and Lyon must master not only their spells but the bond between them, for only together can they carve a light into the encroaching dark. Their tale is one of sorrow and wonder, of storms that shatter silence and shadows that swallow hope.

READ AUXILIARY CHAPTER FIRST. A 20 year old young man is trying to honor the heroic legacy of someone who was very dear to him in his childhood, going from dimension to dimension to save other people, but sometimes, this man can get too caught up with having fun due to the thrills that he forgets to keep other people safe. Is he going to become a better hero? Twitter Account: https://twitter.com/georgerogerkaos

ek asa khwab jo uske jine ki umeed tha..12 sal ki umr me usne jo dekha tha shyd uski zindagi ki hakikat ban gya tha wo ek khwaab jisne uski puri zindagi bdl di uska aane wala kl us ek khwaab se juda tha wo chehra jo usne kabhi apne khwab me dekha tha wo hakikat me h ya nhi wo bhi nhi janti thi janti thi to bs itna ki uske jine ki or wha se bhar niklne ki ek aakhiri umeed tha wo khwab wo sapna jiske liye usne apni puri zindagi ko dav pe lga diya tha wo nhi janti thi ki jis sapne k piche wo pgl hoke bhag rhi hai kl wahi sapna uski puri zindagi badal dega ye duniya ye samaj jisee bekhabar or bekhouf hoke wo bawri ban gai thi ye Samaj use kabhi nhi apnayega wo bhul chuki thi ki wo kon hai or uski zindagi ka maksad kya hai wo sb bhul chuki thi bs use khuch yad tha to sirf itna ki usne jo sapna dekha tha wo ek din sach hoga or wo sab kuch chod k chali jayegi lekin ye sb kuch itna bhi aasan nhi hone wala tha us ek khwaab k piche pagal hone wali wo ldki ye bhul gai thi ki wo jis ghar me rehti hai wha use mot milegi use apni zindagi ki kimat chukani pdegi us ek khwaab k badle mein pr use kha parwah thi in sb baaton ki woto sirf itna janti thi ki use wha tak jana hai wo milega use us par khi dur is nafrat se bhut dur koi jo uska intzaar kr rha hai na jane kitne hi waqt se sirf uska intzaar kr rha hai ... wo har roj use bulata hai use pukarata hai lekin uski bebasi wo uski aawaz sun to leti hai pr use dekh nhi pati uske pas jaa nhi skti ...... kese jati bhala is pinjare se nikal k .. or kha jati use naa koi Raasta pata tha na kuch or pata tha ... agr pta tha to sirf itna ki bs use jana hai ... wo is baat se Anjaan thi ki uski aane wali zindagi me ek asa tufaan aane wala hai jo wo soch bhi bhi skti thi ... bhumi bachpan se apne dada dadi or apne uncle aunty k sath pali bdi thi.... ek asa ghar jaha pe sab kuch tha per ager kuch nahi tha to wo tha uske maa baap ka pyar or un dono ki mojudagi.... usne bachpan se apne maa baap ko dekha tha wo nhi janti thi ki Maa ka pyar kya hota hai...use kuch pata tha to sirf itna ki thappad kya hota hai ..... ek choti si bacchi jisne apna pura bachpan apne dada dadi k sath gujar diya sirf is intzaar me ki ek din uski maa aayegi or use le jayegi...yha se hamesha k liye.... uske dosto ko jb wo school me dekhti thi ki sab apni maa ki batein krti hai to wo bas sunti thi..... or hamesha bas khamosh hoke ek kone me beth k yhi sochti thi ki ek din meri maa bhi aayegi..... nafraton k bich pali bdi wo ldki jiske aas pas sirf nafrat thi koi use pyar krne wala nhi tha ...... the to sirf nafrat bhari aankhon se use ghurne wale use dekhne wale ..... lekin wo nafrat kabhi usne apne dil me nhi aane di.... uska dil kanch ki tarah saf tha ... saf bhi tha kyo ki uski zindagi mein jo hone wala tha jo aane wala tha uske liye uske dil me sirf or sirf pyar bhara hua tha .... Ander Ander se Tut chuki thi wo ldki lekin usne haar nahi mani bilkul bhi ... fir achanak ek din uske ghr me kisi ki Death ho gai or uas din k bad uski zindagi me sab kuch badal gaya.... wo ek din jis din wo school se apne ghr aayi or usne dekha ki uske ghar k bhar logo ki bheed jama hui hai ...... wo nhi janti thi ki ye log kon hai or darte hue jhijhakate hue us bheed k pas jane lgi.... tbi use bhut jor se kisi k rone ki aawaaz aayi wo or dar gai saham gai or bhag k ek kone me Jane beth gai.... wo nahi janti thi ki ye kya ho raha hai ye bheed kon hai wo chahti thi ki wo us bheed k us par jake dekhe ki ye itni jor jor se kon ro rha hai kya hua hai .... pr uski himmat nhi ho rhi thi mano us rone ki chikhane ki chillane ki awaz ne use asa daraya ki wo nhi ja pai .... thodi der bad jb usne himmat ki Ander jane ki wo jab wo kamre me pahuchi to bhut sari orte use ghughant me dikhai dii.... or sab ro rhi thi tabhi achanak se ek hath uske or bada or us orat ne use apni taraf khicha ..... wo nhi janti thi ki wo orta kon hai wo uska chehra dekhna chahti thi pr wo dekh nhi pa rhi thi ghughat ki wajah se ..... wo orat use apne sath le gai .................

Die and rise, die and rise, die and rise.... When will this endless journey end? I guess when I tear the Great Mother apart with my own hands. Hello, new author here. English is my foreign language, I am using claude to translate my chapters. I know some of my friends here don't like AI tone in books, I understand if you don't wanna read it. I am also a reader, I respect every person's tastes but trust me you don't wanna read my own English written book.

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?"

Amelia Lockhart has one mission: make the top idol Ethan Quinn fall in love with her, then break his heart, so that Ethan Quinn can successfully pass his tribulation and return to his position as a High God. There's just one problem: as the most hated woman on the internet, Amelia is the last person anyone would pair with the nation's golden boy. But when she lands a spot on a dating show alongside Ethan, she sees her chance. She does all the heavy lifting and is dependable enough to make him see her differently. As a result, Ethan starts pretending to be weak. The fans are confused. Their untouchable idol is... blushing? Getting clingy? Calling her "jiejie" in that voice? "Sis, I surrender." "Sis, you can only spoil me like this." Amelia is losing control of the plan. She was supposed to seduce him and walk away. So why is he the one coaxing her to stay, and why is it getting harder to say no?

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?"