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After getting rejected from a hundred job applications, my only escape was an afternoon Indian soap opera called Winds from the West. I thought watching it was harmless. I was wrong. The next thing I knew, I woke up inside the story as an extra, a character with no important role, no memorable lines, and absolutely no plot armor. My plan was simple: - Stay out of the main story. - Avoid attracting attention. - Find a way back to my own world. But how am I supposed to do that when the male lead keeps noticing me? I'm just an extra. I'm not supposed to matter. He's supposed to be busy with his own storyline. So why does he remember my name? Help!!! Translation Note: This story was originally written in Indonesian. This English version is translated by the author with the assistance of translation tools and may be revised over time to improve readability and quality.

When Dante turns eighteen, he begins having dreams of a power-using fashion model from 500 years ago, Giorgio Valentine, and his journey to stop Nero Leonelli from opening the Apostles' Cabinet and becoming an immortal Thread: a person who lives between the land of the living and the dead. But the dreams are just the start for Dante. His legacy entails mortal fights against deadly power-users and joining the Midnight Spire Conspiracy, a group determined to protect the public from Yokai. Dangerous plots are all around, and the name Nero Leonelli has resurfaced, along with the location of the Apostles' Cabinet, which has the power to unleash chaos onto the world.

This book is about two young boys who fell in love at a young age and realised that life is meaningless without one another, causing devastation towards each other and ending up doing things to keep the love that they have. That love will always be cherished in this sketchbook.

After reading the upteenth Chinese cultivation novel, tired of the repetitive cliches, I thought to create a fan-fic of a cultivation world I would prefer. I then realized that would be a great disservice to both you and me because a.) I don't nearly have enough imagination juice to put forth a decent cohesive story. b.) It would be a waste of both your and my time aka life. So apologies to both @KingofEveryone and @whydoineedanamerly, no story from me. Also an apology about the title, it was literally the first thing I saw when I was thinking of a title. You may be thinking, "So.. if this isn't a fan-fic, what is it?" I dunno.

"In a world where love defies death and soap defies rain, follow two sisters through supernatural trials in a gripping tale of sacrifice, resilience, and unwavering sisterhood."

laugh at the; isekai

A day was going to bue akkwvw but now when we think about why is it that u think so lowly of me why now why why lol why

Ushio Kamanoro lives in a wierd world where people can- Soon he resides in a place Called Otsoa

No man can truly know what waits for him, not even one of the Zori, a relic humanity’s greatest genetic achievement: The last of the so called “Angels”. But, when fate calls, the brave must always answer… ============================ Aelan never thought he’d see the sky again. Never thought he’d see freedom, or feel the touch of another in kindness. He had been certain he would always be a slave, even as his heart clung secretly to hope buried deep inside. Hope that he would find a way out. So, when the Lolth ship that was ferrying him through deep space suddenly plummeted to the planet below, Aelan finds himself prepared to risk everything for a chance to live life on his own terms again. With his old owners, the Odek family, out for blood and vengeance, the politics of EDIF’s Naval Fleet looming over his head, and a crew of dangerous women encircling him, Aelan must learn what it really takes to be free, or he’ll die trying. And maybe, just maybe…he’ll have some fun along the way. ============================ -Harem Adventure Story -Heavily 18+ (Slow build in beginning chapters) -Strong to Stronger MC -Badass FMCs with a wide variety of skills, kinks, and stakes in the game.

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?"