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Blue Moon Princess

(Silver Tier Winner of WPC #147 #148) *** I just got my freedom; moved away from my house and was about to have a new beginning— alas I died before even tasting the freedom, since I got hit by the renowned reincarnation specialist, truck-kun. But my luck was tremendous as I reincarnated into a new world—as expected, with my memories fully intact. That’s when I realized that the world around me looked eerily similar to the one in a game called the World of Cultivation and I am the heroine—scratch that; this body is just a random mob of this world. My hopes and dreams of living a peaceful life in this world crumbled down right in the beginning, when I learned that I’m bound to die soon from the hands of the main lead. Fret not, this world is one with cultivation. Although there’s just a few days before my uneventful death, I can do something with my cultivation and—ah, my body can’t even do cultivation now, can it? It seems like my luck wasn't that good. Instead, I’ve been riddled with numerous misfortunes. However, don’t think that I’ll give up on this precious second chance that fate bestowed upon me. My intention is to survive. And I’m willing to do anything for it! *** [Note: The artwork in my cover does not belong to me. So, I'll be taking it off if the original artist asks me to do so.] Cover edit: ZinonWonder

The_Chimp · Fantasie
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Run with the wind

"Are you ready?" I asked both the kids as they nodded their heads vigorously. "Well, if that's the case, then hop on. Let's get a move on." I spoke, upon which both of them clung on to me as if they were a bunch of koalas clinging on to a tree.

"Yan-Yan, are you afraid?" Six turned his attention towards Fu Yan, who was clinging on to my shoulder."Well, maybe a little. However, since I have you with me, the fear is subsiding little by little." Fu Yan replied as she blushed."Ah, it's the same for me, Yan-Yan." Six spoke as he extended his arm towards Fu Yan, which she held on to.  What followed was some intense hand holding session, which made me extremely uncomfortable, since they were doing that stuff while they were clinging on to me."How indecent! Get a room, guys! Also, if you don't wanna get thrown off me, cling to me tightly." I basically warned them about what was gonna happen. Now, they can't complain that I withheld information from them or something.