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After dying in a fission blast that decimated an entire state, Maxmillan's soul transmigrated into the body of a five-year old in a new world where Astra Mystralis — an energy that causes endless magical manifestations, could be harnessed and manipulated to invoke countless amazing magical effects. But unfortunately for Maxmillan, he couldn't sense or perceive Astra Mystralis, talk more of control or manipulate it and was therefore labeled a 'Reject' which prevented him from interacting with anyone in the society, since they avoided him like a deadly contagious plague that killed immediately it was contracted. So, with such a label accompanying Maxmillan everywhere, how would he survive? How would he fare against the oppressive, abusive and wicked intimidatory acts done to him by the proud and lofty casters of Astra Mystralis? Would he be able to thrive and function in a world where everyone, including five to six-year olds could control Astral Mystralis and bring about myriad fascinating magical effects? To know more, follow Maxmillan in his unfathomably-arduous journey as he tries to survive, thrive and defeat every nigh-insurmountable odd that would appear in his path using the Supreme Battle-Technology System; a dimension-warping, living technological consciousness that possesses near-infinite, super-advanced technologies and would rewardingly empower him with futuristic items like: Multiple-Barrel Laser Burst Emission Gun, Strength-Amplifying Exo-Mechanical Arms, Wide-Area Plasmic and Electric Arc Grenades, Outer-Space Fast-Flight Heavy Armor, Turbo-Thruster Propelled Super-Speed Ultracycle and many others, for as long as he can complete suddenly prompted tasks, quests and missions before their stipulated deadlines. So, with unending technological empowerments, biological augmentations, and advanced cybernetical fortifications obtained from the Supreme Battle-Technology System, watch how a war-seasoned Maxmillan will fight his way through teeming large numbers of Astra Mystralis users and gradually ascend to a great height of fame, honor and glory!

Leon’s life was miserable. He finds out he has lung cancer, was fired from his work, and was cheated by his wife. He was nowhere to go, even his savings were gone. He was beaten by the gangsters, his eyes were closed, near to death. However, he was saved, and woke up at the hospital only to find out he was already cancer free. It was like a miracle being perfectly fine and healthy in just a blink of an eye! “Finally, I found you, my young master.” A mysterious old man appeared out of nowhere. How can he live his new life?

I am Theodore, a man who was born in a high modern era. An era in which everyone could dwell in a new world, the world of a virtual reality (VR) games. Four years ago, a VR game called "New Life" was developed and soon became popular around the world. In this "New Life", magic, different kinds of monsters, and even various races from myths existed. I enjoyed so much that I only rested 2 hours a day. However, one day, the developer passed away, and the server was eventually shutdown. Just as every gamer like me was desperate to death, something unbelievable happened ...

In his final moments, he was given a chance to be back in the past by sacrificing his system. Clark promised himself that he would not let fate decide his future. … “Hey stop right there! Who are you? If you don’t have an appointment then you may leave” “Tell your master that I want to meet him” “Wait, Mister, Who are you?” “I am… Clark Montediore” His eyes glowed in the radiance of an amber. The mark of the Montediore. And that is how the missing child of Montediore came back. For his parents? For the love that he had for his family? For power? Of perhaps status? No, it is for something much more important than that.

Lee Sung is an orphan without a home or family, at the age of 5 he learned to kill and steal and grew up in a slum where aggression is common. But since that day it's not the same. Author : hey, i'm Celina i write this story because i love reading and write, this my third story so please help so this become decent. Thanks for Reading <3

I hated being locked up like a damsel in distress. Like I was some princess that needed constant protection, but deep down I was grateful. I was still struggling to summon my powers, so if I was attacked alone I would be defenseless. I understood why Valerian wanted me to stay confined within the walls of our home since there was a protection spell suffocating the entire atmosphere that surrounded it. But I was so bored. Valerian was not there to take me out and keep me occupied with his cocky smiles and quirky comments. The only thing I could think to do to pass the time was to take a stroll around the castle grounds. I exited out into the courtyard and walked past the beautiful wooden benches and vibrant trees. Roses of every colour confiscated the grounds and it was like I was walking through a rainbow. My fingertips caressed the petals and I inhaled the sweet scent of their exquisiteness as I walked through the trails. I was so mesmerized by the area that I didn’t realize where I was going. I gasped as I reached for the next rose in my path, and it crumbled from my touch. The rest of the walkway was filled with black and decayed roses that tumbled to the ground like ash from a horrible wildfire. My frightened eyes glared out into the distance as I realized the dead flowers led to a shadowy tunnel made from black brick. A sign barely dangling from a broken chain at the top of the entrance read ‘dungeon.’ My body cringed at the sight. This was the dark side of Valerian that I knew and wanted to avoid as much as possible.

DEAD GIRLS TELL NO TALES. Rosewood Hall is an image of tradition and perfection. A school built upon a cliff where children go to excel at life in the most perfect ways possible. Until Grace Covey's lifeless body is found on the shore. For new girl Violet running from her own secrets in California, Grace's death was just another twisted feature of her new home. That along with vicious classmates and the dead people prowling around the halls. And Grace's demise is proven to be an act of violence when a single sentence is stuck all around school for everyone to see. I KNOW WHO KILLED GRACE AND ONE OF YOU IS NEXT.

What greater curse is there, than to be born a mage with no powers? I guess there is none in Namrys where you are only defined by what are__ a hunter, a healer or a human. In this world plagued by vicious soul eaters; who suck the souls of humans for food, you are either a protector or the protected. But there is Sora, a mage with no powers. He has no place in this world and is bullied every single day of his already miserable life. However, one fateful day changed the course of Sora's life. At the brink of death after being injured by a soul eater, he is given a chance to return to life and save his best friend, but on the condition that he takes on the most dreaded task. He has to face the Creator. Now, how does a mage with no powers, come face to face with he who creates soul eaters? Sora agrees, but as he delves deeper into the mystery of the soul eaters, he discovers that his journey may have just begun and the truth behind his rebirth maybe more dreadful than he ever could have imagined. Will he rise to become the hero the world needs or will he fall to the curse of his own weakness?

Have you heard about Sabastian Westchester? No? Well, let me tell you about him. He was always seen as a poor man who had to endure the hardships of a demanding relationship and societal prejudices. But unbeknownst to those around him, he harbored a hidden secret that would change his life forever. Join me as I tell you the tale of Sabastian Westchester, a humble diner worker who became a powerful billionaire, and witness the transformation that comes with self-discovery.

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