Aaron King was listlessly scrolling through the App Store when he saw a strange app. The app was a limited time sale so he impulsively downloaded it. He never knew that the decision he just made would change his life forever.

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I dont know how the world started but I know how it will end.

A teenager named shu is trapped in a house with apocalyptic type monsters outside..

How far can you go for love ???? Can you keep yourself together with too much love for a person to handle. It's a story about two completely opposite people finding a safe place in each other.

But every person has his/her own secret what's yours?? Also there are somethings that it's better to keep it a secret !!

p.s this is a dark romance there will some scenes which will have manipulation, possessiveness, obsessiveness and extreme jealousy.

Please read at your own risk ??

"Dark... It's dark."

An ounce of consciousness began to emerge from the abyss of oblivion. The meander of darkness was soon pierced by an intense lightray, replacing the death's cruel cold with the soft warmth of life.

"Light..."

Attracted by this brilliance in the middle of a dark and colorless world, the individual instinctively moved towards it.

It was when it opened its eyes.

The creature glanced for a long moment at its arms' greenish scales. She could feel the sun's comforting warmth and the wind's gentle caress on its shell. Its consciousness reassembled itself little by little, and its blurred memories became clear again.

"Komugi...?"

This was Meruem's first thought when he arrived in this new world.
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Resuscitated or forcibly summoned from their respective worlds, a large number of fighters woke up in a vast and deserted forest. A voice immediately echoed in their head, calling itself Duodecim, and revealed to them the true reason of their arrival.

The mysterious being introduced to them the Majestic Games, a war that will force the newcomers to fight if they want to return to their realm. Those who fulfill the necessary conditions for victory will be granted a wish of their choice.

Some were convinced by the reward, while others only wanted to return home. One thing is for sure; they will have no choice but to kill if they want to survive in this hostile environment, where any life form is their enemy.
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Many mangas will appear in this story, popular ones (like Naruto, Bleach, One Piece, Fairy Tail etc...) and less popular ones (Overlord, Soul Eater, Magi, Kyoukai no Kanata etc...). I understand that the readers' majority doesn't have an extensive knowledge of these works, thus I guarantee a clear explanation (especially concerning the powers) during fights. In addition, I will publish auxiliary chapters dedicated to each manga's power system so you could have a basic understanding of it. 
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Schedule: 
+1 Chapter per day. 
+1 Additional Chapter every 10 votes. 
Mass release at 5k views.

Nobunaga Oda was just your average, everyday, ordinary nineteen-year-old. Sure, his parents were both irredeemable Otaku who decided to ruin his life by naming him, a white guy, after a famous figure from Japan, but he wasn't going to let that dictate how he lived his life.
Though it had earned him a fair amount of teasing in his youth, Nobunaga, Nobu to his friends and Nob to his flatmates, had eventually grown rather fond of his name. All he needed to do was set aside his shame and spend a few years in the gym. After that, the only people brave enough to make fun of him were a handful of jocks, and, perhaps as a result of their lack of sense, a few of his parents' Otaku buddies.
Fortunately, now that he had left home, Nobu no longer had to put up with such things. He was a free man, and, though his mother forced him to call at least twice a week, she had doted on him quite a bit due to the bullying his name had caused. 
Though he would only admit it while drunk, Nobu loved his mother quite a bit, and, were it not for the fact she was married to that 'thing' he called a father, he might have become an Otaku himself. Unfortunately, that route had been closed to him from the start, as, despite being a man, his father had made a name for himself by dressing up as a cute girl and promoting 'trap' merchandise at various anime conventions.
Nobu could still remember the first he invited a friend over in his youth. At the time, he hadn't even considered that there might be something wrong with what his father was doing. It was only after his best friend, the brat that would eventually become his first bully, told the rest of the class that Nabu finally realized just how strange his family dynamic was.
Recalling the shame he experienced when the Principle of his elementary school called child services to question him, a pained grimace appeared across Nobu's face as he silently muttered, "The fuck is wrong with me? I've never been this sentimental before..."
Shaking his head, Nobu looked up to see that his Professor was more focused on a blonde with big tits than actually starting the class. Thus, without a moment's hesitation, he whipped out his phone and opened up a relatively popular Clicker App.
Clicker Apps were a type of game where the main focus was clicking, or in his case, tapping various icons to increase your point total to large, often ludicrous, numbers. 
Though it wasn't something he discussed openly, Nobu had developed a strange sense of pride after his original Cookie Clicker playtime exceeded 2000 hours. He had also set a world record with the most clicks recorded in a single session, so while others busied themselves with MOBAs, FPSs, RPGs, MMOs, and even Pokemon, Nobu had always enjoyed Idle Games, specifically Clicker Apps.
Since Cookie Clicker had eventually stopped releasing any substantial content updates, at least during the time he was active, Nobu ultimately had little choice but to get his fix elsewhere. The first was a game known as Klicker Heroes. Unfortunately, the publisher became greedy soon after the game gained traction, and, as a result, even someone as diehard as Nobu abandoned it after only six-hundred-hours of playing.
After this little incident, Nobu tended to avoid games that were only about taking advantage of the genre's niche popularity. As a result, he ultimately settled on a game called Eastern Fantasy.
Eastern Fantasy was a relatively unique Clicker App as it took advantage of the growing popularity of Wuxia and Cultivation Novels to allow players to cultivate their avatar to the status of an Immortal. It stood out among the rest due to the implementation of PvE, PvP, Blacksmithing, Alchemy, Dual Cultivation, and pretty much everything else that allowed the Wuxia genre to thrive both in and outside of China.
While these were the elements that kept most people playing, Nobu had a much simpler reason. The developers had gone out of their way to include all the popular tropes, so, while it took thousands of hours, a determined player could reach the pinnacle of cultivation without contributing a single penny to the game. 
Though the method had now become widely known, Nobu was one of the first players to discover the hidden bonus awaiting players who had spent a cumulative one-hundred-hours of active clicking. This had yielded him a mere 10% increase to cultivation efficacy, but, after an additional thirteen-hundred-hours, he had become the only free-to-play cultivator earning a bonus 140% increase to all cultivation experience he received.
Thanks to his efforts, Nobu had eventually clawed his way to the coveted rank of Immortal Sage King. His persistence had earned him something of a cult following on his server, so immediately after logging on, most of the active players in the chat proceeded to greet him.
Even if they were ultimately roleplaying, Nobu enjoyed being treated with respect and admiration by other players on the server. His only regret was that he had set his original name to Lord Cookie. Because of this, people in the chat had taken to referring to him as Venerable Cookie, and, every time he conversed with the NPCs in his Sect, they unironically addressed him as Senior Lord Cookie.
Were it not for the fact name changes cost money, Nobu would have done so long ago. He had even petitioned the publishing company to afford him a free name change. Unfortunately, their only response was an automated message that made little sense even after running it through a translator.
After that little incident, Nobu had given up on trying to use his implicitly non-existent influence to get free stuff from a Chinese company. Instead, he took solace in the fact that he was well on his way to being the first to reach the 150% experience modifier.
Noticing his click count was less than ten-thousand away from the one-billion milestone, Nobu's relaxed expression promptly morphed into a lazy yet noticeably excited smile. This earned him the attention of a relatively cute girl seated two seats away, but, once she saw him furiously tapping the screen of his phone, she quickly lost interest in making conversation.
Unaware of the opportunity he had just missed, Nobu continued clicking with the intent of reaching one-billion before the day's end. Fortunately, he would have ample time to achieve this, as, shortly after his click fiesta had begun, the Professor eyed him like a venomous snake, saying, "Mister Oda...I believe I informed everyone that phones would not be tolerated in my class. Since you clearly have better things to do, please leave. Others have-"
Without waiting for the middle-aged predator to finish, Nobu rose from his seat and promptly departed the lecture hall. This earned him a withering glare from his Professor, but, despite knowing the old man for less than a month, Nobu was relatively certain he only recalled the names and faces of his female students...
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With his schedule clear for the afternoon, Nobu allowed his body to enter auto-pilot as he made his way back to the freshmen dorms. This required him to cross numerous roads along the way, but, like most of the students cursed to spend the next decade paying off student loans, he often joked that he wanted to be hit.
Amused by his own thoughts, a smile spread across Nobu's face as he, very briefly, raised his head to look for oncoming traffic. What he didn't expect to see was a young girl, perhaps four or five years old, in a white dress chasing after one of those large balls used in yoga. There were also a group of fairly attractive women nearby, but that was the last thing on Nobu's mind as he shouted, "Hey! Look both ways before you cross the street...!"
Though the girl was startled by the sudden shout, her shock was second to Nobu's as a sudden and intense honking resonated in his ears. Then, as every nerve in his body tensed up, a loud crashing sound, followed by the screaming of the little girl, pierced the air.
Ignoring the brat's bellowing, Nobu shifted his attention to the moving van that had veered into a parked car after swerving away from him. He could have sworn there weren't any vehicles approaching when he first stepped out onto the road, but, ignoring this incongruency, he quickly ran over to the truck to see if the driver was okay.
As if today was the day fate had decreed he would die, Nobu only made it a few steps before the driver of the truck stepped out, face beet-crimson and shotgun in hand. 
Though some would assume the man was simply furious, his unnaturally clammy skin, dilated eyes, and the foam around his mouth demonstrated that he was under the influence of something illegal. He was being fueled by a lot more than simple road rage, so, before things could escalate any further, Nobu immediately raised his arms, shouting, "Whoa, whoa, whoa, man! Let's not do-"
*Krapow...!*
Unable to finish his words, Nobu's complexion paled as a sudden, intense, and fiery pain radiated from his left hand. It hurt so much that, for a brief moment, he turned statuesque as the man shouted, "You fucking kids and your god-damned phones! I'm sick and tired of seeing you dumb shits-"
As if the theme of the day was interrupting people before they had the chance to finish speaking, a rather burly individual wearing the workout attire of the college's ROTC program slammed into the drugged man with the force of a human-sized freight train. Then, as if he was on something even stronger than the trucker, he began wailing on the man in a manner reminiscent of Thor striking frost giants with Mjolnir.
While most people would feel relieved by such a turn of events, Nobu's expression paled even further as he turned his head to inspect his hand, and, more importantly, his phone. The tips of his index and middle finger had been obliterated, but, seeing the upper half of his phone missing, the first thought that crossed Nobu's mind was whether or not his insurance covered bullet damage. Then, before the reality of his situation could set in, the little girl from before screamed bloody murder as a group of men wearing ski masks emerged from the moving truck's compartment with guns in hand...
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With pain emanating from virtually every part of his body, particularly his face, Nobu awoke to find himself in a strange white space. Even stranger than this, however, was the fact that a wooden desk sat just a few meters away from him, and, across from it, an inordinately beautiful woman with golden hair.
Though his physique had earned himself a bit of fanfare in High School, Nobu found himself unable to fully process just how beautiful the woman seated across the desk was. Her hair glittered with golden light, and, the moment he managed to take his eyes off her incomprehensibly large and perfectly sculpted breasts, Nobu noticed her ears were long and pointed.
Considering what he had just experienced, a peculiar giddiness began to swell within Nobu's chest as he restlessly stated, "Please tell me you're the Goddess of Reincarnation..."
Against every expectation Nobu had formed, a sigh immediately escaped the god-like woman's throat as she rolled her eyes and lazily droned, "I'm sick and tired of these perverted and power-hungry monkeys...". Then, as if she hadn't insulted his entire ancestry, the woman immediately adopted a radiant smile as she answered, "While that isn't entirely on the mark, the fact you sincerely believed in reincarnation your entire life allows me to fill that purpose. Now, choose your words carefully, mortal. There is a limit to the number of questions and requests you can ask of me..."
Feeling his excitement boiling over, Nobu needed to muster willpower he didn't even know he possessed to stop himself from jumping into the air and dancing like a fool. His unique heritage had afforded him quite a bit of knowledge regarding tropes such as this, and, though he had given up on watching anime when he was still a kid, his love for web and light novels was second only to his obsession with Clicker Apps.
Seeing the human across from her fidgeting like a toddler trying to hold in their pee, the Goddess, Imina, felt a sudden and intense urge to send him flying into the void. People like this had been showing up with increasing frequency as of late, and, more often than not, they badgered her with all kinds of irrational, selfish, and sometimes perverse demands. The few she had humored went on to commit all manner of crimes, and, in a select few cases, there were even asshats who thought they could stand against her using the very same power she had granted them.
Unfortunately, as loathed as she was to admit it, Imina had been the one to propose the idea of allowing humans the freedom to believe whatever they wanted. It wasn't her place to pass judgment, only to send them on their way to whatever afterlife they deemed themselves qualified for. This included allowing self-centered brats like the man fidgeting before her to transfer to different worlds, so, after forcibly calming herself, she 'politely' inquired, "How much longer do you intend to waste my time...?"

A young man with an inordinate obsession is presented with the chance of a lifetime...at least, that's what he thought...

In some cities, especially in North America, gay men and lesbians tend to live in certain neighbourhoods.

LGBT communities organize a number of events to celebrate their culture, such as Pride parades, the Gay Games and Southern Decadence.

[AN: You all seems to not participate in the new event. I mean the MVS one. You can get the level 3 badge just by reading the novel (or like me, using auto clicker app then leave to sleep).]

After 'His' last adventures as the 99th number, 'He' died and wake up in a body and world that 'He' didn't have knowledge prior.

Now, 'He' will make a new legend in the new body and new world with new companion.

'His' new adventures begin in the chapter 113 "AI - Day 1" or the beginning of 4th Volume [AI - Artificial Immortality].

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If you want story go to chapter 133 "AI - Day 31 (Part I)". Although it just one to ten paragraph/chapter. And I dropped it quickly.

So, thus another EXP-Sect about my shitty daily life.

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