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This story is about a boy and a girl who like each other, but they don't know if the other person likes them back. Let's see if they're able to confess their feelings or not... in time. Read at your own risk. Reading this might feel like a half-dead experience because there is absolutely no life in my writing yet. This is just a random thing I am trying to write. I have no actual idea how to write, I am just doing it because the idea seemed fun. I am not good at grammar or the structured form of writing, so things might be all over the place. Basically, do not read it. It is just a random thing I am trying to do. So YEAH, DO NOT READ, NOT GOOD, ALRIGHT?

What happens when the unluckiest man on Earth gets a class based purely on luck? I died in the most beautiful place a man could die - a shady gambling parlour run by a local thug. I'd never won anything in life, except for a couple of bucks in a pack of chips, and that luck was sure to follow me into the afterlife. Turns out heaven isn't as nice as they say. It's quite fucking awful, actually. A four-foot-in-heels goddess of luck took one look at my soul, decided I was a problem, and awakened something in me that dragged me into a whole new world. Now this awakened System has decided my entire combat class should be Gambler. Do you want to know how it works? I throw a punch, the System flips a coin, and if it comes up wrong, it bills me. And it does that by attacking me, not the guy I was trying to hit. Everyone keeps telling me to bet small. Bet safe. Survive. Yeah. We'll see.

In his youth, Helix was drafted into the final war, responsible for 60% of all deaths in history. After fighting for over a century, killing people of all levels, from infantry to corporate executives and tyrants, he survived, returning home to find everyone he knew dead. With nothing left, he set out to eliminate those who destroyed the world before finally meeting his end at the hands of the monster in human skin who started it all. Arriving in the world of Arcadia with an ability to manipulate souls, he sets out on the path of power once again so he can protect his life and anything he comes to care for. Follow him on his journey through this vast world as he meets both friends and foes... and maybe even old acquaintances. This novel will have a lot of world-building, different power systems, fights, and death. Follow the protagonist on his path to strength, making friends and foes as he goes. The protagonist will be mission and power-oriented. I'll try to update one to two 2.3k word chapters every day

After dying in a tragic accident, Michael Yoon wakes in a world of magic, transmigrated into the body of Beira Braemar, the daughter of a powerful duke. Stripped of her old life and trapped in a body that finally reflects the person she always knew herself to be, Beira must navigate noble politics, dangerous magic, and a future already decided for her, including an engagement to a prince she doesn't remember. But something is wrong. Memories that aren’t hers surface without warning. Magic responds to her in ways it shouldn’t and unseen forces are beginning to move behind the scenes. Forces tied to ancient powers, twisted bargains, and something far older than the kingdom itself. As Beira struggles to reconcile who she was with who she’s becoming, she must decide: Is she living someone else’s life, or finally claiming her own? (Updates Saturdays at noon cst.) (I am also releasing this story on Scribblehub and Royal Road.)

"Mom... Are you still watching over me?" Hi there! The name's nicole... I was told that this was supposed to be a story about my life? ...Haha... ... ... Anyways, im just your average girl, and im here to present to you my life! My mom wrote this specially for me! Ill show you how i see my world, so lets go! Author: Sora Aishi Character Artist: Sora and RenRen Translator: Sora (english and Tagalog) [Novel Cover Concept art: Sora Rendering: Renren] Proof reader: Sora Beta reader: Dence, Yuki Quality Checker: Sora Note: Born from grief, written for love, and inspired from a truth deeper than fact. This story is based on truths that grief can write. Sometimes, whats real and whats imagined often share the same heart.

In a world where power defines status and survival, Ganimedes Vulkaris was born under a curse: incapable of manipulating mana, he was relegated to insignificance within his own House. Raised beneath the weight of familial intrigue, his life ends—and begins anew—when an attempt on his sister’s life alters the course of his future. Presumed dead, he embarks on a journey in search of identity, justice, power… and even his own soul.

For thousands of years, the government lied, kept us hostage, and sold us unknowingly. Little did we know that these times would be the best for us all. The High-Bloods came through the firmament that veiled us in snow, and conquered everything. They shattered our false freedom, burned flesh from our bones, and feasted on us for sport. They enslaved us to be chained beyond Earth's soil—Hemorion, they call it their home. Now, we are forced into a society ruled by blood, where Kingdoms, slaves, and the deaths of beloved are as common as the light from Helios, one of their deities. Yet, whenever my eyelids close, I still see red—the light of us all stolen ... my brother’s and my own dying. But as my blood is red, my hope burns forever. I will kill them all. Note: this is a rewritten version of my already published first Volume, "Red Eclipse," of "Origins of Blood," and thus will be a revised edition with changes throughout the entire story, including prose, characters, worldbuilding, powersystem, and other elements.