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# CALME # DÉCISIONS FATALES Après "Renegade Immortal", "Pursuit of the Truth", "I Shall Seal the Heavens", "A Will Eternal" et "A World Worth Protecting", voici le sixième roman de longue haleine d'Ergen, "Hors du Temps". Le monde de Xu Qing sombra dans un silence de mort après la descente de "Dieu". Les cultivateurs maîtres emmenèrent la race humaine et s'échappèrent du continent, et les personnes restantes luttaient pour survivre. Chaque lieu qui croisait le regard de "Dieu" était presque complètement dépourvu de vie. Le jeune Xu Qing eut assez de chance pour survivre. Mais dans un monde où les bêtes féroces erraient et où les luttes internes étaient monnaie courante au sein de la race humaine, il était difficile de survivre. "Si la cultivation ne me donne pas la puissance de lutter contre Dieu, alors je deviendrai Dieu moi-même !" Ceci est l'histoire de comment un adolescent humain est devenu un dieu, étape par étape, pour survivre.

[Your shadow is alive.] [Feed your shadow, devour souls, level up, gain skills, complete quests, and grow stronger.] [Do you wish to view your current stats?] In the magical world of Aetherus, Damon Grey is the weakest student at Aether Academy, relentlessly bullied and ridiculed for his lack of power and defiant personality. Yet, he endures the torment, clinging to his scholarship—the only thing providing him with the funds to keep his sick sister alive. After a brutal attack leaves him near death, Damon encounters a dark viscous entity in the forest that fuses with his shadow, awakening the Living Shadow System. This strange power grants him unimaginable abilities but comes with a grim cost—a relentless hunger for souls and flesh to feed his shadow. Now, with his shadow alive and insatiable, Damon faces a terrible choice: feed it to grow stronger or starve it and die with it. In a world ruled by ruthless nobles, deadly monsters, and power-hungry demons, Damon must decide if his newfound power is a curse or the only way to survive. With the Living Shadow System, his fate is clear: devour or be devoured. discord. https://discord.gg/AYMgESBCTP

Julian Ford est le frère aîné du petit ami de Scarlett Shaw. Il est une présence inaccessible. Scarlett s'intéresse à l'argent et aux apparences, pas aux personnes, pourtant elle perd progressivement le contrôle. Lui seul la piétine, la manipulant à sa guise. Tout le monde se moque de Scarlett, disant qu'elle se surestime, tentant sans honte de s'élever socialement. Plus tard— Quelqu'un voit l'homme coincer Scarlett dans un coin, les yeux injectés de sang, s'agenouillant sur un genou, "Scarlett, épouse-moi, je t'en supplie."

Mariée depuis deux ans, il a ramené son premier amour enceinte et lui a dit de partir. À ce moment, Rain Sinclair a réalisé que ses années d'affection sincère avaient été jetées aux chiens. En rentrant chez elle avec grâce et en héritant de milliards de patrimoine familial, elle vivait désormais une vie vibrante et animée ! Mais attendez, pourquoi ce PDG d'ex-mari commence-t-il à apparaître fréquemment devant elle à nouveau ?

For years, Shen Lian was one of the crushed. Born frail and mocked as a cripple, he could barely circulate qi while other disciples of Black Serpent Hall rose swiftly through the ranks. His only future seemed to be as fodder in the serpent pits—a nameless offering to the great beasts chained in the sect’s depths. But fate is venomous. Bitten by an Abyssal Serpent, instead of dying, Shen Lian awakens to something forbidden: a black lotus blooming within his dantian. Unlike ordinary cultivation cores, this lotus is alive. With each petal it unfurls, it whispers, hungers, and devours the essence of those Shen Lian defeats—their qi, their martial arts, even fragments of their memories. It is a path not of tempering, not of enlightenment, but of consumption. A Devouring Dao that should not exist. Every victory feeds the lotus. Every enemy becomes another petal. Yet with each meal, the voices of the devoured grow louder inside him, threatening to overwhelm his mind. Now Shen Lian must fight not only the rivals who call him demon, but also the lotus within—an ally and a parasite, a weapon and a curse.

The gods didn’t forget Kaelen. They just didn't find him worth the mana. In a world where a drop of magic is the only thing keeping you from the dirt, he was born empty. A hollow vessel. A "Null-Asset" in a divine ledger that only counts the powered. They tried to gut him like a fish. A "Purge," they called it—sanitation for the sake of the light. But when the Inquisition's blades finally tasted his skin, something else woke up. It wasn't mana. It wasn't a miracle. It was a cold, rotting hunger that had been waiting in the dark for a thousand years. Now, Kaelen is a walking infection. He doesn't cast spells; he tears the magic out of the air and swallows it whole. Every prayer he interrupts, every mage he bleeds dry, the void inside him grows a little fatter. The Inquisition is hunting a ghost. The gods are looking at a shadow that refuses to die. They wanted to erase a mistake. Instead, they unchained a throat that can swallow the sun. "Keep your mana. Pray to your statues. I'm not here to learn your magic—I'm here to eat it until there's nothing left but the dark."

Après être tombée accidentellement d'une falaise, Faye Yardley se retrouve transmigrée dans un roman de survie en mer destiné à un public masculin qu'elle avait lu. Ne voulant pas devenir le personnage chair à canon qui porte son nom, et déterminée à assurer la survie de son frère, elle décide de terminer ce jeu de survie et de quitter le monde du jeu vivante.

Pour se venger de son fiancé qui l'avait trompée, Shu Xing a comploté contre l'oncle de son fiancé, Lang Cheng. « Mon neveu n'a-t-il pas su te satisfaire ? » Sur un grand lit en désordre, Lang Cheng pinça le menton de Shu Xing. Le bracelet bouddhiste noir autour de son poignet se balançait de gauche à droite. Tout le monde disait que Lang Cheng était un homme religieux qui se tenait éloigné des femmes. Pourtant, après avoir passé une nuit avec lui, Shu Xing exprima combien il était en réalité facile à manipuler. Elle n'avait qu'à lui dire des douceurs d'une voix douce et apaisante, et il lui donnait tout ce qu'elle voulait. « Monsieur Cheng ne fait que jouer la comédie avec Shu Xing. Il va la larguer très bientôt ! » « Shu Xing est une femme sans honte. Monsieur Cheng ne tomberait jamais amoureux de quelqu'un avec des arrières-pensées comme elle ! » Tout le monde à Jing City attendait qu'elle se ridiculise, mais personne ne savait comment Lang Cheng la plaquait contre le lit la nuit. « Shu Xing, ose encore parler de divorce si tu l'oses. » Depuis lors, Lang Cheng, un homme qui jadis avait sa place sur l'autel, a été renversé par Shu Xing. Il a découvert ce que c'était d'être dans une vraie relation comme une personne normale, et y a trouvé du plaisir.

In Norse mythology, the Vikings reverently called me the Midgard Serpent that encircles the world - Jörmungandr; in Christian mythology, Christians contemptuously referred to me as the Ancient Dragon, the Ancient Serpent - Satan; in Greek mythology, the gods fearfully named me the Hundred-Headed Dragon - Typhon; in Kunlun mythology, the shamans fanatically called me the Torch Dragon - Zhu Jiuyin… Mayan mythology, Buddhist mythology, Slavic mythology, Celtic mythology, Nahuatl mythology, Japanese mythology, Assyrian mythology, Egyptian mythology, Finnish mythology… In numerous mythological tales, I traversed through them, known as a monster, yet only seeking the truth. … This is a story of an evil god.

He died being a hero. The world’s response was apparently to throw him into the body of a dragon and call it even. Ren never got the chance to ask why he had to die saving a kid who wasn’t his. He just remembers the screech of tires, the shove, and then nothing. What he gets instead is a goddess wrapped in light, two glowing orbs, and a choice most souls never get to make. He picks Dragon. Obviously. For his attribute, he reaches for whatever the universe decides to give him, no haggling, no overthinking it. [Attribute Selected: 10x EXP] Everyone else in this world levels the normal way, slow, grinding, painful. Ren levels at ten times that speed, devouring growth like it’s the only thing keeping him alive, because in a world full of monsters that would happily eat a baby dragon for breakfast, it probably is. He’s not strong yet. He’s not even close. He’s small, weak, and exactly the kind of easy meal every predator in this forest is currently sizing up. Give him time. Give him EXP. Watch what happens. The weakest dragon in the world is about to become the reason every other monster in it learns to run. ———- Join the discord: https://discord.gg/Q3paQfrBq