Kim Se-Jun adalah robot pekerja yang mirip manusia. Orang-orang di pabrik memanggilnya HMD07, merupakan singkatan dari humanoid dengan angka seri sesuai urutan pembuatan. Ia diberitahu bahwa sebenarnya para HMD memiliki nama dan keluarga, termasuk dirinya. Robot seri terakhir itu pun setuju untuk menyelinap keluar dari pabrik demi mencari keluarga yang dimaksud.

Sayangnya sebuah ledakan terjadi di lumbung padi, tempat mereka bersembunyi. Ke tujuh humanoid mengalami rusak parah, hanya Se-Jun yang selamat dari ledakan besar tersebut. Muncul rasa benci dalam diri Se-Jun, ia bertekad untuk mencari siapa yang telah meledakan lumbung sehingga menewaskan rekan-rekannya.

Sampai takdir mempertemukannya dengan seorang aktris sekaligus idol bernama Jung Se-Rin, dan terlibat kontrak kerja sebagai bodyguard-nya.


Mirror, Mirror, on the wall
Who's the BADDEST of them all?

The SSG President of the Academy Vs. The Basketball Captain of E-State University. Who do you think will win?

Let's Play A Game
Mirror mirror on the wall, who's the next player of them all?

A Bollywood actor, Shekhar, had put on many costumes and characters to become the most reputed actors. He has given his heart and sole to become the character and he takes on the personality of each of his characters. But he soon faces his own personality on the mirror, and the thought of seeing himself as yet another character is leading him towards his downfall in his acting career.

"Dianne walks into the room...it seems like it hasn't been opened for a long time. Cobwebs hang from the walls and a musty smell lingers about. There in the other corner of the room, a tall, dusty mirror leans against the wall..."
When Dianne finds a hidden room in the basement of her house, she discovers a mirror with a terrible secret. Will Dianne be able to escape the mirror's evil whispers?

Zach pushed open the door of Room 203. This was a very ordinary hotel room. On the hanger next to the door hung the coat that Louise had taken off, a waist-high wooden cabinet separated the living room from the bedroom, a small round table was attached to the wooden cabinet, and there were several fruits with wrinkled skins in a palm-sized fruit plate.
The vampire took off his hat, hung it on the hanger, and slightly pulled his coat with one finger, he found that the inside pocket showed signs of being searched. Sure enough, she was a smart woman. There was no security for the occupation of 'single women'. While making sure that the other party was able to pay for the service, she must also confirm that the other party was not a dangerous person. Without further checking, Zach could tell that there must be one less business card in his coat pocket.
He then carried on moving further into the room, turned around at the waist-high wooden cabinet. The cabinet leaning against the bedroom had been opened, the bathrobe and bath towels had been taken out, and a pair of men's bathrobes were placed on the medium-sized double bed.
Zach smiled, this woman's movement was really fast.
Opposite the bed was a wall mirror. Zach frowned, looking at the empty room in the mirror. The world in the mirror was lifeless: faded wallpaper, old furniture, and although the wooden floor creaked as Zach moved, the world in the mirror did not show any living things in this room.
The image of a vampire cannot be captured by a mirror. Isn't it amazing? I also think so.
"I know it's you." The bathroom door at the back of the bedroom was opened, and Louise's smooth skin was looming in the water vapor. The diffused steam cast a layer of white mist on the surface of the mirror, separating the world in the mirror from the real world.
The vampire unbuttoned his jacket and looked at Louise with a smile, "You ruined my surprise."
The moist and smooth shoulders leaned forward slightly, and Louise's wet hair hung down, not covering anything, "you still have another chance." Even after washing off her makeup, this woman was still beautiful. With her curvy and seductive eyes, she looked at Zach, whose hands were moving towards the belt. Although it was a little abnormally pale, the clear outline of the upper body has made Louise think that this would be a good 'surprise'.
Louise left the bathroom door unlocked and returned to the bathroom. Her professionalism told her that the surprises were mutual and she needed time to prepare.
The vampire's smile disappeared and he walked barefoot into the bathroom. He twisted his head from side to side, causing the bones of his neck to make soft clicking sounds, his arms were stretched back and forth, doing the necessary stretches, a pair of light green eyes gradually changed color, soon red covered the entire pupils, and the corners of his lips were curved up, on both sides of the two rows of the white teeth, four sharp fangs slowly extended.
Zach stood in front of the bathroom door and breathed out in a relaxed manner. The two-day diet every month has finally ended.
Then the vampire pushed open the bathroom door.
The old man at the reception desk on the first floor of the hotel looked at the Barton police badge in disgust. Identifying the authenticity of the ID was an essential skill for everyone, so after confirming that this thing was real, the old man stretched out two fingers and said impatiently, "Twenty! No less, and cash only! At most I will give you a receipt!"
Coulson scolded and took back the police badge. He took out twenty Dor and threw it to the old man, and finally got the key to Room 202.
He rushed upstairs anxiously. There were two things that made him anxious. The first thing was that if the woman was killed, he would feel guilty. The second thing was that if the woman was only doing an ordinary business, but he could not hear the whole process, he would regret it.
The upright Detective Coulson ran up to the second floor and opened the door of Room 202. Without even going around the waist-high wooden cabinet, this middle-aged man anxiously stepped on the wooden chair, stepped on the round table, jumped over the wooden cabinet, and landed on the soft bed! Coulson didn't forget to take out his gun, released the safety, and then leaned against the wall that was shared with Room 203 like a gecko.
In a state of tension and anticipation, Coulson ignored the sounds that had been caused by his series of big movements. The loud heartbeat made him unable to hear any sound across the wall for a moment.
'They haven't started?' Coulson's heartbeat gradually slowed down, which calmed him down a bit and made him come back from a gecko state. He stepped down from the bed, turned on the light, and looked around the room. Looking at the bathroom on the innermost side of the room, he shook his head.
'Will such a woman take a shower? Huh! Without those inferior cosmetics, I am afraid her income will be halved!' Coulson thought to himself, dismissing his plan to go to the bathroom. His gaze then fell on the cup in the counter under the wall mirror opposite the bed.
Coulson took out a cup, pressed it against the wall, held his head to the side, and stuck the cold bottom of the cup to his ear.
Finally, Coulson heard a voice, and the balance of tasks and welfare started to tilt toward the welfare side.
Back to a minute ago.
The diffused steam wrapped around the vampire's body and the feeling of numbness in the cold environment was dispelled and returned to the vampire's body.
A warm and moist touch came from his fingers, but Zach couldn't see anything in front of him in the white steam, as did Louise.
Zach felt that he was being pulled into the bathroom until his knees felt the edge of the bathtub, then Zach lifted his leg patiently and stepped into the warm water. Zach felt that he was being pushed and turned around by someone until the person's hands were on his chest. Zach was waiting, waiting for the moment when Louise saw his eyes, the hypnotizing eyes would make her lose all rational judgment ability!
In this world, countless predatory creatures would have the means of paralyzing prey, so that the prey would not escape. For example, spider's web, snake's venom, vampire's hypnotizing eyes.
But when Zach waited patiently, Louise's movements stopped.
At the moment Zach furrowed, the sound of splashing water sounded, and in the white steam, a figure jumped out of the bathtub!
Then the bathroom door was knocked open, the diffused steam found the exit, and rushed out with the owner of the panic body!
The vampire was still sitting in the bathtub. His senses, which were several times better than humans, made him hear the sound of quick footsteps in the hotel corridor and the clicking sound of the key turning after it was inserted into the keyhole.
'It's the room next door. Did that detective follow in? This woman named Louise seems to be very alert. She will probably scream next.'
The smart but weak people would not scream at the moment of danger, it was a waste of time.
As a quiet water splashing sound sounded, a small splash appeared in the bathtub. After the water vapor gradually dispersed, Zach was no longer in the bathtub.
There was only one bath towel that was wrapped around Louise's body. She had already run to the waist-high wooden cabinet. Moving around it, the door would just be two steps away.
It was at this moment, a cold palm suddenly covered Louise's mouth, and another hand held her waist tightly, she was then lifted up from behind!
Struggling, suppressed voices, legs kicking wildly, Louise felt the whole world was spinning wildly! When all this stopped, her face was leaning against a wide wall mirror, her body was held by a hard steel-like body, and she could feel a person's head against her neck!
However, there was nothing in the mirror except for her own slightly deformed body that has been pinned down by something.
No, there were two red spots in the mirror.
"Tell me, beautiful and smart Miss Louise, why do you want to run?"


The first version: The life of Zach the Vampire in Barton City.
The second version: a vampire brought a bunch of nonhumans to live in Barton city.
The third version: strange creatures were secretly moving into Barton City.
Final version: The Barton explosion of nonhumans.
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At this point, he paused slightly and looked at Huo Qingtong up and down with a slightly teasing look "If you like this, I can give it to you directly. At my age, I don't know what it's like to be a hero or to be tender to the fairer sex. "
A set of words that met both sides completely reflected the man's smoothness and vicissitudes of life.
As expected of the shrewd businessman who had a seat in Lin city. It could be said that he used the word flattery to the extreme.
Huo Qingtong took a clean wine glass and filled it to the brim. The corners of her mouth had a noble and elegant curve. Her smile was charming, but it was cold to all the expressions on her face. "So, director Sun is taking advantage of your seniority? "
He pursed his lips and said softly, "when you were young, didn't your father teach you how to be a man? Besides, looking at your weak kidneys, I'm afraid you can't last more than a few seconds in that aspect! "
"You... " director Sun's face instantly changed and turned the color of a pig's liver.
The moving partition in the middle of the suite had been pushed away by someone. The people who were with Director Sun glanced at the person sitting on the other side, and when they saw Ji Yunshen, they hurried to his ear to remind him "It's someone who has something to do with the JI family. It's best that we don't provoke them. Let's leave quickly. "
In Lin city, just mentioning the JI family name was enough to make people tremble in fear, let alone a confrontation.
...
Qiao man rushed into the bathroom and lay on the toilet. For a moment, she vomited so much that the sky turned dark. After a long time, she finally stood up and leaned weakly against the Cold Wall, looking at herself reflected in the mirror a few meters away.
In order to hide her facial features, the exquisite makeup that she had deliberately put on her face had been ruined beyond recognition. Black eyeliner, fake eyelashes, and hair stained with alcohol flowed down her cheeks along with her tears. Soon.. A palm-sized face was covered with crisscrossing marks.
Was the woman in the Mirror really her?
Was it the socialite Qiao man who had been high and mighty for many years and had been admired by people for many years?
Why did she look so ridiculous So pathetic?
Qiao man pointed at the woman in the mirror and said in a drunken self-deprecation, "like a clown, so ugly. "
After leaning against the wall for a while, she walked to the basin and scooped up a handful of cold water to wash off the disguise and cowardice on her face.
Ignoring the ugly makeup on her face, she staggered out of the bathroom.
There was no rich heiress, Qiao man, nor was there any socialite, Qiao man. There was only Qiao man, who sold alcohol to earn money. She could not offend anyone, nor could she afford to offend anyone.
As she was drunk, there were overlapping shadows in front of her. After leaning against the wall for a while, the light in front of her was suddenly blocked by someone and dimmed.
Under the dim light, a figure stood there silently. He was very tall. She looked up and saw his face clearly.
She blinked her eyes and looked at the man who was smoking. Her Moist Red Lips moved. "Young Master Huo, you're blocking my way! "
Huo Qingtong put the cigarette to his mouth and took a few puffs. Then, he spat out a mouthful of green mist. There was a hint of sarcasm in his cold and thin tone. "The road is so wide. Why does Miss Qiao have to go this way? Do you want to attract my attention? "
"Long time no see. Young Master Huo is still the same as he was back then. He doesn't change his boring and flirtatious nature. " Qiao man moved to the side, intending to go around him.
As they brushed past each other, Huo Qingtong grabbed Qiao Man's wrist and took a deep breath. His tone was very light and indifferent. "Qiao Man, I'll give you a million dollars. Leave this place. You... are not suitable for this place. "

[ signed and published ] , published under the title "Long Yunshen. "
Getting close to him was the beginning of the end of the road, the end of one's infatuation.
...
At the beginning of the story, Qiao man was the daughter of an aristocratic family that was worshipped by the stars. Ji Yunshen was known to be a top-tier wealthy man.
In the destined entanglement, Mr. Ji Smiled elegantly. "Miss Qiao, I owe you a favor. What do you want? "
She revealed a bright and charming smile and said directly, "I want... the identity of Mrs. Ji. "
The smoke curled up, making Ji Yunshen's face look even more blurry. He said, "Qiao Man, you're greedy enough. "
Some people said that the upper-class socialite, Qiao man, was like a plague in forest city, and everyone avoided her.
But... ... She just had to squeeze out the sweetheart of Ji Yunshen, the outstanding businessman, and become the envied Mrs. Ji ...
On the day of the wedding, the city's fireworks lit up the entire night sky, so bright that people could not open their eyes.

One day a man encounters a mirror. Leaning against a rotting cedar wall, the mirror is four feet across and six feet tall. The wall is one of four in this small, wooden room. He walks in front of the mirror and notices something strange; his reflection is not following his every move. Instead, as he moves, the man realizes that the reflection takes place ten seconds into the future. The reflection ceases movement, and, in amazement, so does the man— ten seconds later. He stares wide eyed at the phenomena; however, the reflection is already moving again. The man attempts to move with it and realizes that he has done exactly as the mirror intended: he has moved ten seconds too slow. As this realization sets in, the reflection stops moving once more. The man, still not quite used to seeing a future version of himself, stops as well. Once again, he has bent to future's will. 

Driven by curiosity, the man continues for hours on end with different movements. With each attempt to trick the mirror, he feels a sense of horror creeping up his spine. He finds himself repeating exactly what the reflection does each time. Each time he attempts to jump in a strange and awkward pattern, he remembers that just ten seconds earlier, the reflection did the exact same thing. Those ten, horror-filled seconds feel so long to him that it is hard to remember what he is not supposed to do. The reflection's motion comes to a halt as the cedar walls creak with the jumping man. He, too, stops after ten seconds. The two stare at each other: the same, yet different. One is flesh, one is glass.

Days pass as the man is driven slowly into a madness. His reflection has not moved, and neither has he. He is afraid. Afraid that if he shifts even slightly, he will realize that the mirror did the same thing ten excruciatingly long seconds before. So he stares. And he waits.

The man is dying. He has not seen food or water in three days and knows that if he moves to get any, the mirror wins. He is obsessed. Willing to die for a cause that matters to nobody but himself. Not even the mirror seems to care that life is slowly draining from his red, staring eyes. 

The reflection moves. Slowly, its arm shifts down into its coat pocket. The man refuses to move, but suddenly feels a weight in his coat. He must figure out what it is. He reaches into the pocket with the same slow movement as his reflection. It is a gun. One that he forgot he carried with him to this place. It is a gun that he had pushed out of memory during the past three days of stillness to make room for questions about the mirror. The man's reflection grips the weapon and draws it out of his pocket in a weak attempt to lift it high. The man, intent on figuring out what the mirror is trying to tell him, lifts his weapon as well. The reflection places the muzzle of the gun against his right temple with shaky, dying fingers. The man does the same, wondering why his future self is tormenting him so. The mirror smiles as the man watches the gun go off silently through the glass. The reflection falls to the floor.

Ten seconds pass.

This is a story in every chapter is not the same horror is the main plot of the story’s but sometimes it will be a little different and don’t forgot I know what you did

Following behind the king, not knowing where he's headed to. Kenji found herself in the same room she woke up in, the king walked towards his big closet and picked some clothe for Kenji who was leaning against the wall next to the closet. 

"Let me introduce myself"

The king said as he placed the outfit on the bed and sat beside it.

"My name is Drayce Davis, 22 years old, care to introduce yourself?"
He said whilst crossing his arms.

"I don't really have an actual name, and I'm 16 years old"
Kenji said as she touched the clothes material.

"This looks really expensive, why are you giving it to me?"

She asked confused and suspicious.

"You can return it if we meet again"
Drayce smiled and walked towards the door.

"Call me when you're done" 
He said before closing the door.

Kenji stripped in front of the huge mirror that was next to the bed, looking at her "ugly body", sighing deeply before trying to wear the clothe that Drayce gave her without touching her wrapped wounds. As she finally wore her pants and tied the lace so it doesn't fall off, Kenji looked at the mirror as the clothe looked a bit big on her. Walking out the room only to be met by two maids who had some hair pins and hair combs in a tray, and behind them stood Drayce, who had his usual blank face.



"We are here to fix your hair"
The tall and skinny maid said after bowing 90 degrees.


Kenji walked back in the room as the maids followed behind her.

Sitting on the bed, her arms crossed, Kenji stared at Drayce who was leaning on the wall staring at her.



The maids bowed after they finished their work and left.
Kenji stood up and walked to the door exiting the room, Drayce following her as she made her ways towards the stairs, 
having a good memory, making the king more interested in her.
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The king gave Kenji a horse and his sword so she can protect herself on the way,
Kenji didn't give any thought about him giving her his own sword, she was busy thinking about 
what she's going through.

Her reincarnating in Jade's body, her brother's confession, her being in her own body again, 
"how am I still alive?? I clearly remember being stabbed in my heart, I couldn't have still been alive, it was impossible, I should've died of blood loss! So how am I still alive??!!"

Kenji thought whilst riding her horse as fast as she can, trying to reach the palace as soon as possible.




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I hope you enjoyed!♡

I always read scientific books about reincarnation, but I never believed that one day I would die and be reincarnated.
Oh how much I wish to die as a normal human, I wish I died because of sickness or age, but the thought of being killed
 by my own brother never crossed my mind. I promised mom to stay strong, and that no one will find out that I'm a girl, will I be able to fulfil that promise?

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