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I received my test results, where two words stuck out in devastating clarity. [No Talent] It was something I’d already known, but it stung a little more than usual today. Was I lacking in effort or talent? Or both? Was it my fault that I was living like this, or was it society’s? In the years since Players, Streamers, Guardians, dungeons, and monsters became a part of our everyday life, my sister died from leukemia trying to support me, and my mom passed away from a disease we couldn’t afford to treat. I went to sleep, and when I woke up the next morning to continue my futile life, I found… that I had somehow gone 10 years back in the past, to the day the world changed. While going through the Tutorial, I realized something. Everything’s too easy. Was I really talentless? *This is not my novel. I'm just copy pasting for my comfort. If author want he can comment and I will delete the novel.* Alternative : 재능만렙 플레이어 Author(s) : Bichu,비추 Genre(s) : Action, Adventure, Fantasy, Shounen Type : Novel
A tragedy... An abrupt departure... Death... And rebirth. Pain, rage, struggle, and blood honed a sword. A sword sharp enough to sever through reality and reveal what lies beyond. It unveiled something, Or rather, someone, incomprehensible and unprecedented.... A being who seems to weave the threads of fate. Does he truly exist, or is he merely a manifestation of another's will? If he does exist, what purpose does he serve? Is there really a purpose, or is it just another will imposed upon him? If it is another's will, can he defy it? Can he turn his sword against his creator, A being who literally writes his reality? Or will he be consumed by the abyss from which his power flows, Forever lost in the shifting void of his own making?
"Even when seasons change, our love still stays the same" Liechael never smiled again after Alaena died. His eyes turned cold and lifeless. He kept himself away from his family and friends. It was his greatest downfall. He drowned himself to anxiety and sadness, until he jumped from the bridge on a rainy night. *** Liechael woke up in an unfamiliar room. He was dazed as he faced the mirror. His facial features changed, and from 24 years old, he's now a teenage boy who’s 16 years old. Along with this new time, unfolds the different stories of the youths connected to him. How are these seasons of colors related to them? cover not mine DON'T FORGET TO ADD THIS TO YOUR COLLECTION!!
First he steals the oxygen from you, then he spits it back in your face. One of the most interesting and controversial encounters I've made through a book. referring to the independent art, literature
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Author: Takata, Translator: NeoSekai Translations I, Maehara Maki, someone who couldn’t make any acquaintances or friends in high school, finally had someone to hang out with outside of school. A girl. Her name was Asanagi-san. The boys in my class called her ‘The class’ second cutest girl’ behind her back. On Fridays, she would refuse her best friend, Amami, ‘the cutest girl in class’ invitation just to hang out in my house with me. Together, we played games, watched some movies, read some manga while eating junk foods like pizza and hamburgers, and chugging cola without a care in the world. To others, we may seem sloppy, but it was a precious, secret time together for Asanagi-san and myself.
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