_Maraming Chances ang pweding dumaan sa buhay natin. Pero ang tanong? sa dami ng dumaan ilan ang pinalagpas mo at pinahalagahan mo. Maaring simpleng chances lang akala ng iba. Pero sa simpleng babae kagaya ni Kayne. Hindi mahalaga ang regalo o yaman sa mundo, ang importanteng bagay sakanya ay ang makasama ang pamilya at mahal niya sa buhay. Mas importane ang spiritwal at emotional na bagay sakanya. Kaya susuongin niya lahat ng pagsubok, haharapin lahat ng hirap sa buhay. Makamtan lang ang kasiyahang nais niya sa mundong ibabaw.

Hello, Killerpatty Studios here finally updating everyone on where I've been, and here's my explanation: originally I was gonna make a whole novel on here to use as a "script" for the webtoons version which is what I've been working on primarily instead of the novel. The Webtoons is the same as the novel but of course its a webcomic now so things are obviously more visual, as for what I'm gonna do about the webnovel... well I don't really plan to do anything to it, I don't really plan on finishing the webnovel any time soon as my focus has shifted to webtoons which was always my main goal, if you want to read that go to Webtoons and search up Atom & Lily, it'll be there with 2 episodes and 2 minisodes uploaded, lots of work is being put into the comic which is a pain to focus on a novel and comic at the same time so I had to let the novel go. In any case I'll talk to yall any time.
- From, Killerpatty Studios

-New chapters every Tuesday and Thursday!=
After the disappearance of the famous Killerpatty the fifth, the world is left without heroes to protect the people which leaves gangs and villains to take over streets, Oliver was a hero but after finding out his teammates were killed by a villain named Grin Scurvy he took to enforcing justice on all evildoers and out of pure revenge plans to find Grin Scurvy and show him a piece of his mind, along the way Oliver meets the shadow-being Atom who grants Oliver power that helps him on his quest and a School girl Lily who had part of her family killed by Grin Scurvy as well, they all want to help Oliver on his quest for revenge.



Draven was in his dressing room. 

He had a conference for the grand opening of his new project, and although he could not stop thinking about Kyle's encounter, he needed to maintain his composure for this moment. He examined his reflection, his black hair sleeked backwards with jail and he tightened his ty, making certain that it was not crooked. It had been four days ever since its release, and the traitor had not yet been caught. At this point, he was beginning to worry that he may need to fire all of them, which was the last resort he did not want to take. He wanted to trust Rebecca, Miranda, Jason, and even though he hated Hector, they had all been loyal to him. However, hearing that someone had gone straight to Kyle instead of even Eric, made it even more difficult to trust anybody. 

Nevertheless, he stood from his seat and left his dressing room, raising his arms with the media team rushing after him to place the mics at the appropriate spots. They placed one around his ear that stood in front of his mouth, and they said, "Say something so we can test it." 

"Draven is hot," he joked, and the media team nodded their heads, his sound being confirmed. 

He reached the edge of the stage, and shook his arms, his nerves causing his breathing to become a bit heavy. One member of the media team approached him, "I'll let you know when you can get on, they're introducing you now." 

"Sweet," he said stressfully. 

He raised an eyebrow, "Why are you nervous? You've done this plenty of times before, haven't you?" 

Draven finally turned to eye the ginger kid from the media team observe him oddly. "Yes, I have but I get nervous sometimes." 

"You'll be fine—oh, it's your turn." 

He was introduced on stage, and bolted from the edge, finally appearing and the audience went berserk. All of them began cheering, clapping their hands, whistling, anything to capture the attention of the famous author Draven H. Malcom. A bright confident smile on his face greeted them, and women felt their heart be swarmed with butterflies, their cheeks beaming red as they waved their hands. Reporters extended their microphones at the front of the stage, and Draven finally took a seat, folding his arms on the able in front of him. 

"I'm really happy to be here," he said. "I have lots of time to answer dozens of questions, so I'm all yours for today." 

The host began selecting audience members with questions, mostly reporters, and Draven listened to them carefully. They were all about the released chapters from his new comic book, about the main character and the origin of the story. They all wanted background details, and Draven was doing anything in his power to refrain from using Eric's name. 

Until one of the reporters asked, "Draven, five years ago you were in a relationship with a man named Eric Valence, and you titled him co-author. You've mentioned that Ellic is based on a man you've met before; do they have any connection?" 

Draven snorted, then responded, "I can't answer that." 

The next reporter asked, "After five years, what could Eric Valence have possibly done that caused you to create an entire comic book about him?" 

"I never said it was about him." 

Another one was selected, "How do you feel about the rumour of there being an affiliation between Eric Valence and Kyle Merchi?" 

He frowned, "I don't feel anything. I'm not answering any other questions about Eric." 

"What about Kyle Merchi? There were rumours that you were both seen next to your vehicle at your company. Was he, for the lack of better word, the driving force behind your comic book?" 

"No, he was not," he was growing irritated. 

"A few years back, Eric and yourself had a long explicit battle since he had written a novel about your relationship. Is this some sort of revenge plot?" 

"No!" he shouted, the microphone squeaking for a moment and they covered their ears. When the squeak stopped, Draven was seen panting and his features were distorted into a rage. "Eric and I are done, alright? We fell out of love, and we hate each other." 

There was a pause, nobody saying anything since Draven was near exploding. And, he did. 

"You know what? Fine." 

He stood to his feet, the table almost tipping over. "Yes! I admit, yes this comic is all about Eric Valence. It's all about the real Eric Valence, the one that makes promises that he never fulfills, as if they never meant anything. The one that uses people, makes them feel hopeful to only never contact them again. The one that sends his partner, Kyle Merchi, to pop up on me at various locations, but can't come talk to me himself." 

"Yes, that's the Eric shown in the comic, a side of him none of you really had the chance to see. The Eric that I supported for weeks when his best friend passed but he never once thanked me. Instead, he goes and tells his new partner that I'm arrogant and conceited, and all the wrong things I may have said." 

"Can you believe that he said he hated me? After I made him co-author on my biggest project at the time. It's as if he forgets he's done wrongs as well, as if he forgets that he cheated on me with one of my editors while we were together, did he ever mention that Kyle?" he spat, staring at one of the cameras. He recalled the moment Eric had kissed Jason at the bar, drunk. 

"He probably didn't, because he's manipulative. He manipulated me into believing that he loved me, that he was going to come back, for us." Draven pointed to the screen behind him displaying the title of his novel. "Losing Us over Selfish You, that's what it's referring to. Before Eric left, he said he was leaving to find himself, for our relationship, for us. He said he needed to get away from the place where his best friend committed suicide, and I did nothing but respect him." 

"And I waited for him, for five long hard and embarrassing years," he choked on tears, and paused for a moment. "But nonetheless I waited, because he promised that it was for us. And then he comes back, with a damn fiancé. So sorry that I feel a little betrayed and decided to write a comic book about it. Everyone is focused on the revenge aspect of it, so yes! This comic is entirely to show how vindictive Eric Valence truly is!" 

He snatched the microphone from around his ear, threw it on the ground and in rage, he stormed off the stage.

Eric Valence thought finding a job as an editor for a well-known author named Draven H. Malcolm was the beginning of his writing career. He had no idea that it would also be the beginning of his love story.

***

"You're so clueless, it bothers me."

He frowned, "What does that mean-"

"You never wondered why I gave you all the best things on my floor - the closest desk, drinks from my office, my newest project. I even went to your house and picked you up to make sure you weren't late."

"My portfoli-"

"There are twenty three others with the same experience as yours, that was an excuse," he admitted, peering into Eric's eyes and daring him to look away.

Eric didn't.

Draven sighed, "The reason I got mad that day..." he paused for a moment, hesitating again but deciding to let it all out, "the reason I got mad is because I heard you kissed Jason, which I wasn't too pleased about but then seeing you and Justin together..."

He never finished his sentence, and Eric raised an eyebrow, "What about Justin and I?"

"I feel like you're doing this on purpose," Draven chuckled, examining Eric's confused face.

"I'm not sure what you're talking about-"

"I like you," Draven said clearly with his entire diaphragm, expression it as loud as he could for Eric to understand.

Eric felt his throat squeeze itself shut, no oxygen coming in or out.

"I like you, a lot more than I thought, Eric," he breathed.

Eric was unable to believe it, shook his head and looked away for moment, before meeting his gaze again. 

"Why me?" he asked quietly.

Draven shrugged his shoulders, eyeing Eric with adoration and admiration, "I'm not sure either, but I want you to be mine."

guys.....


ARMYSSSSSSS
BIGHIT RELEASED A COMIC ON OUR BABIES...   ON THE WEBTOON... IM- 


IT CONTAINS THE THEORY OF SAVE ME MV...
DID Y'ALL HEAR THAT... IT IS ON SAVE ME MV... THE FUCKING AWESOME IT IS... 3CHAPTERS ARE ALREADY UP... AND I CAN'T WAIT TO READ MORE

CAUTION: 
IT'S FULL OF PAIN AND PAIN
IT SHOWS OUR BABIES IN A LOTS OF PAIN....


GUYS GUYS GUYS... 
I'M CRYING IN THE BLANKET...

*even if you don't know BTS, you are welcome*

BTS x READER

"You're driving me crazy, so now tell me what should I do?" park jimin.

"You entered on your own, now you're not allowed to leave." min yoongi.

you've lost your parents in an accident.
your childhood friend bullies you.
your relatives wanna steal your parents house and wealth.
you're struggling alone in this cold world, until you get a chance to work as an assistant of world wide famous group BTS.

 Min yoongi or park jimin? You choose.

Innocent love story.

*English is not my first language
I apologise for my poor English*
Yoonmin stans.?

"I love you," A girl confessed, as a blush settled on her cheeks. 

Warm breeze flew past her, resembling a scene from the movie. Right then, a sneeze was heard, disrupting the romantic scene.


Without a change of expression, the attractive male uttered, "Come out, Oh Miyeon."


Right then, a female stepped out from behind the green bushes. Her black hair was disheveled and a small leaf were stuck into her hair. A scratch sat at the corner of her forehead, and a sheepish smile was on her face.


"So, you knew?" Miyeon patted the back of her head while she bit her lips— an action she did when she was nervous.

The boy strided towards her and moved his hand towards her hair, removing the small piece of leaf. Then, he fixed the hair that stood up gently.

"Are you a kid to get so messy?" Soobin questioned, "How did you get that scratch?"

Touching the scratch on her forehead, Miyeon spoke out, "Oh this? I mistakenly sat on a cat's tail, and this is what happened."

"You need to be more careful on what you do," Soobin spoke out, taking out a band-aid from his pocket, and detaching it from it's backing, Soobin placed it carefully on the wound.

"Wow! You're carrying these around? You're one reliable male," Miyeon commented.

"If it wasn't you getting injured everywhere, I wouldn't," Soobin stated as they started walking the other way slowly.

"Eunbi and your fangirls are too persistent, and they don't leave me alone no matter what, so I shouldn't be blamed," Miyeon spoke out.

The girl who confessed was long forgotten behind.





Opening her eyes, Miyeon realized that she had fallen asleep on her desk in the middle of drawing her manuscript and groggily rubbed her eyes.


The contents of her dream was a distant memory from back when she was in highschool. At that time, Miyeon started having feelings for Soobin, and just as she learned that a girl was about to confess to Soobin, she decided to spy on them to know Soobin's answer. Immense pleasure came upon her when Miyeon saw Soobin leave that girl alone without any answer.

These days she had been having lots of dreams regarding Soobin, and their past memories together. Nostalgia fills Miyeon as she remembers those good old days.

Everything was perfect back then. Although Soobin maintained an amiable relation with everyone, Miyeon felt that Soobin her differently and way better than others. However, that feeling was simply her imagination.

Miyeon checked her phone to see the time; It was two in the afternoon. As there was nothing beneficial for her, Miyeon didn't bother going to the shooting site.

She's already ahead of them and us towards the end of the comic book. More ten chapters are left for her to draw, and she could draw those within three days if there was no break in between.

Being comic artist was a decision taken Miyeon after she was disowned by the Oh family. She barely had any savings, and she urgently needed to find ways to make money.

Finding a part-time job was difficult for Miyeon since there was barely any vacancies, and Miyeon got easily fired. It was understandable since, despite her status within Oh family, she was treated as a young mistress in the recent years, and she wasn't required to do any chores.

That's when one of Haera's friend contacted Miyeon and stated how he liked Miyeon's arts. He, then, proposed the idea of being a comic artist under him, which Miyeon agreed to.

Drawing was a hobby Miyeon was talented in, and for career choices, Miyeon wanted to start her own business from the scratch. Nevertheless, one can't always have what one wishes for.

After three years of working under him, Miyeon resigned from there due to some problems and moved to somewhere remote. There she worked under a small comic book publishing company for a while.

After two years of working there, Miyeon moved back to Seoul and started working as a comic book artist under a mediocre company. Four months earlier they laid off workers due to the increasing losses, and unfortunately, Miyeon was involved in it. Miyeon then became a freelance artist until she could find a company that would accept her.

Getting selected by Night Entertainment increased her prospects, and after she was done with the ten chapters, she would begin her job hunting.

Her phone rang, interrupting her thoughts, and seeing that it is a call from Haera, Miyeon received the call.

"Miyeon, I need you to stand in at the blind date for me!" Haera exclaimed from the other side

"What happened?" Miyeon questioned.

"I think I found my true love, and I don't want to break his heart by going to the blind date. So, I can only have you go there in my stead."

"Wouldn't he know it's not you?" 

"No, my friend introduced him to me, and the male doesn't know anything about me, except for the fact that I'll be wearing a blue dress to the blind date. It's rude to make him wait there, so please, Miyeon, agree to my request."

If it was someone else, Miyeon would have rejected them. However, Miyeon owed a lot to Haera, and because of that alond, Miyeon couldn't say 'no' to Haera.

"I have nothing to do today, anyways. So, I'll just go there."

"Great! I will text you where you have to meet him, and I have already sent the dress over to your location."

"You already knew I'd agree to this, right?" Miyeon resisted the urge to roll her eyes, knowing that Haera wouldn't be able to see her.

"When did you have the heart to ignore my request?" Haera retorted cheekily.

When Min Soobin had disappeared from her life, Miyeon found herself being heartbroken and betrayed.

But that did not pose as a problem to her later on since she had moved on from him.

However, years later, when she was leading a satisfactory life without many problems in it, both of their paths crosses again. 

Miyeon certainly was displeased by that!

Her peaceful life gets turned upside down due to that, and in addition to Lee Minjae— the troublemaker who embarrassed her throughout the highschool— Miyeon cursed at the whoever turned her life to be like that! 

She wanted that peace back again!

What? 

Min Soobin— the CEO of the top conglomerate— wanted to chase after her?

Lee Minjae— who was known for his reputation as a play boy— also wanted to chase after her? 

What the hell was happening? How in the hell was she supposed to marry a normal man if both of them were back of her?

Once again, she cursed the one who caused her life to be like that!

"This is not what I want!" Miyeon cried, holding back her tears of frustrations.

Along with that came the hidden secrets of the past, stalkers, and much more trouble! 

Miyeon's peaceful life no longer existed to her dismay!

"Star Gauge Mirror is shining a light on the past. It can rewind time to reveal what occurred in days long gone." Empty God spoke in a mysterious voice, once again filled with confidence.
The Star Gauge Mirror wasn't useful for him, but its power was excellent nonetheless. It could rewind time, and that power alone made it exceedingly overpowered.
However, Empty God and the many gods like him were always... economical with the truth. The power of the Star Gauge Mirror wasn't a lie, but there were limitations to what it could present. Normal people couldn't use the mirror on a whim as Empty God could.
Of course, Empty God wasn't going to mention that to Bao'er. He would only let Bao'er see how amazing the Star Gauge Mirror was in his own hands.
Empty God studied Bao'er's face as he showed off the mirror, hoping that she might exhibit some surprise. Bao'er's eyes did widen as she watched the image playing across the Star Gauge Mirror, but after watching it for a while, she was confused. She said, "Uncle, this power—in my home—can be achieved through something called a camcorder. We have many items that can showcase the past, like datapads and phones. There are also holograms and other similar gadgets. If you like them that much, then when we head into civilization, I will ask my father to get you the best camcorder money can buy. It will be much prettier than this one. The picture will be much clearer, too. Think of it as a gift for giving me this gem."
Bao'er looked at him as if she was looking at someone who was very out-of-touch with the modern world. Empty God felt a muscle in his cheek twitch.
He wanted nothing more than to murder Bao'er right there, but he held in his rage. Empty God was being very slow and patient. "This isn't a camcorder. You can rewind time. It can show you anything that happened in the past."
"Is there a difference?" Bao'er tilted her head, looking confused.
Empty God opened his mouth to explain, but then he realized that it might be too hard of a concept for a child to understand. Time travel was a complicated subject, and explaining the difference between that and using a camcorder to record past events might be too difficult.
"It is fine if you're not interested in this power. Star Gauge Mirror has a stronger ability." Empty God was having trouble reasoning with this child, so he went for a more exciting aspect of Star Gauge Mirror to win her over.
Empty God spun the compass-like dial on the back of the Star Gauge Mirror, and the item began to shine with a wavering light.
Moments later, the mirror was displaying a different image. The Star Tree stood in the center of the picture again, but there were no Star Beetles and neither was there Han Sen.
In the video, there was a man who had a human body and a lion head. He was picking Star Fruit.
But this time, the video was very short. The man picked fruit for a few seconds, and then the video vanished.
"What was that all about?" Bao'er asked with confusion.
After striking a pose that was both mystical and aloof, Empty God answered, "This is the true power of the Star Gauge Mirror. It reveals the future. The footage you have just seen is something that will happen in the near future. There will be a creature like the one you saw coming to collect Star Fruit soon. Everything you see in this mirror is the truth. It will come to pass."
"Uncle, are you a movie director?" Bao'er looked at Empty God. She blinked, looking curious.
A muscle in Empty God's cheek spasmed. He suppressed his urge to kill the d*mn kid, and answered her, "Director? I didn't hire people to film this. I don't know who this creature is. This is the Star Gauge Mirror showing you what will happen in the future."
"Ah, it can see the future? Its power is that magical?" Bao'er finally looked surprised. She stared at the Star Gauge Mirror in wide-eyed disbelief.
Seeing Bao'er's face, Empty God finally felt a bit better. He laughed and said, "This is one of the best true god items in existence. There is no other like it in the whole universe. Just say you want it, and I can give it to you."
"Really, Uncle? You are such a good man." Bao'er looked at Empty God with surprise.
"You want it?" Empty God extended the Star Gauge Mirror, holding it out in front of Bao'er. But this time, he reassured himself that he wouldn't let her touch the mirror before she made a wish, just in case something embarrassing happened.
Bao'er opened her mouth. Judging from the expression on her face, it definitely seemed that she was about to express her desire for the mirror. This filled Empty God with joy. If Bao'er spoke the three words "I want it," then she would be making a wish to him.
Then, he would gain control of her. And in regards to the Star Gauge Mirror, he would no longer have to give it to her. There were many explanations for making someone's wish come true, and Empty God already had several different excuses ready for use.
But after Bao'er opened her little mouth, she didn't say anything. She seemed to suddenly think of something, and she shut her mouth quickly.
"What is it?" Empty God demanded, his heart sinking. Being forced to wait like this was like having an itch that he couldn't scratch.
Bao'er's face looked a little excited. She thought of something good and almost burst out laughing. Empty God looked at Bao'er with confusion. He did not know what was so funny about this situation. It made him feel as if something was going on that he was completely oblivious to.
"Uncle, this mirror can predict the future. Isn't that right?" Bao'er asked, gripping her hands excitedly into fists.
"Yeah," Empty God said with a nod.
"In that case, it can predict the lottery numbers of the next universal lottery, right? It can win me prizes." Bao'er looked at Empty God with excitement.
Many races had lotteries, so Empty God was familiar with the concept. The most famous of those universal lotteries was operated by the Thousand Treasures.
The lottery tickets were cheap, but if someone won the top prize, they would earn billions of Thousand Treasures' coins.
How much money was a billion of those coins? It would be enough to purchase a low-level deified treasure straight from the Thousand Treasures.
Right now, the universal lottery's price had gone up to a billion. Whoever won the prize could get all that money without paying any taxes.
Throughout the years, many creatures had made wishes to Empty God concerning the universal lottery, and Empty God had various ways of getting them the jackpot. However, Star Gauge Mirror didn't have this function. The Star Gauge Mirror could only predict things that would happen in the specific location that it was used. In addition, the snippets of the future that it revealed were random. The user couldn't choose how far into the future they wanted to look.
Empty God had no way of adding a power like this to the Star Gauge Mirror, so he was rendered speechless.
"Uncle, have you never heard of the Big Universe lottery? It is a small card with numbers on it. If you win the prize, you can buy lots and lots and lots of food and clothes." Bao'er thought Empty God might not know about the universal lottery, so she tried to explain how it worked.
"Star Gauge Mirror is a true god item. It has too much dignity to be used on something so lame," Empty God said.
"You can't do it?" Bao'er looked disappointed. Then, she thought of something and asked, "Can it predict what will happen after book seven of Overbearing President Love Luv Looove? Can I see that before it comes out?"
"What the hell is that?" Empty God seemed entirely befuddled.
"It is the work of a very famous comic author. He has a comic that is so good, but the author writes so slowly. There have only been seven books. I want to see what happens next. Can Star Gauge Mirror predict it?" Bao'er looked at Empty God hopefully.
"This..." Empty God's head was full of black lines. Star Gauge Mirror couldn't do this. Even if the mirror could reveal the author working on his next comic, it wouldn't show much. Even in a best-case scenario, Bao'er would get only a glance at the work.


In the magnificent interstellar era, mankind has finally developed teleport technology, but when trying to teleport, they are not sent to the future, the past, or any land known to men...

This mysterious space is called God’s Sanctuary, where lived numerous unknown creatures. Here, humans will make the greatest leap in their evolution to create the most glorious epoch in history.

"Sacred-blood creature black beetle killed. Beast soul of sacred-blood black beetle gained. Eat the meat of sacred-blood black beetle to gain 0 to 10 geno points randomly."

In a world where all I do is work, sleep, eat, work, sleep,  and repeat there is no thing of true joy…. 
Well except for one thing … and that thing is...
"Porn", says a certain annoying little birdy 
" Gahhh, no it's comics and video games. "
"How many times do I have to tell you that, Benny. " 
< and where did you even come from?> 
" Excuse me, but  who's the one monologuing while walking down the street again . Oh yeah that's  right  you.. "  
"Hush it, don't you have more important things to talk about  ."
"Oh,... ok then.   By the way, what's in your secret compartment under your carpet. "
With a flushed face of only those who have been caught, and are deeply disturbed and afraid , I say ,     "I say, Benny how did you find that compartment . "  
"Oh?  }:> So it's a real  compartment . "
Upon noticing a flyer, and with a look that could immolate, "Heyyy Bennyy, ..... according to this, there's a fireworks display by the theatre, not to far from here. It would be a shame if someone got too close and lost an eye, or worse. "
Benny backing away slowly, "Hey bro, I was only joking come on I'm your favorite brother. "  "Your my only sibling benny and plus I would get lots of free food if something were too, … accidentally....   happen to you. " , I say in a hushed whisper in his face.   
"Hey I have a better idea," he says hastily , "why don't we instead go to Mr. Mavericks place. I'll even buy a comic…  just for you."  
With my happy face on, I grab my annoying little brother's  hand and proceed to lead the way to my favorite comic shop. While saying thanks to Benny, a thought comes to mind, "Hey, Benny you never did answer my question. How did you guess the right answer about me having a secret apartment??" 
"Oh yeah that's right,  well you see... " , but right as Benny is about to answer, I feel an immense weight on my head falling, I see darkness then feel nothing absolutely nothing. 

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At first there was nothing and then there was something I felt a pressure on my temples beckoning me to open my eyes. When I finally  opened my them  I found myself in a room of bright white with a chair in the center. As I walked toward flashes of color emanate from the chair
Vvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvv.... <hello spirit , and welcome to purgatory sector c.  I don't know how to say this, but your dead . 
What did you say ?
Vvuuvvvvvvv. <I said your dead > 
What? 
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        \___/

Moving to royal road as well.  In Isekai the main character is generally an OP reincarnate or world traveler, but what happens when they make their own world.

comic lots novel

LoTS

lots of life

Lots of Chances

lots of ships

Atom & Lily

Bed Sheets

You Are Ours

Meeting Him Again: Spoiled By The CEO

Super Gene

To Be: Reborn as a Worldmaker

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