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Matsuoka Shou, the average person who got involved unknowingly into the largest Yakuza groups in Japan, rose up to the very highest ranks, only to get killed at the very end of his life. But as death pulled his soul from the mortal coil, he found himself back in that same old room, that old apartment, where peace lingered, and conflict didn't exist. He was back, in his younger self, aiming to take revenge on those who wronged him.

Kiran, a young boy from the puppet state of Qingchang, a Hersen Empire colony, meets The Flame, a Phoenix creature, by chance, and this encounter will alter the course of his destiny. Kiran was unaware that the Phoenix was a myth. He is the mount of the White Sage Alaric, who passed away many years ago when engaged in a sky battle against the Warlock invader Emperor Hersen. When they first encountered each other, the dying Middle Phoenix had just broken free from the wizarding prison and was being ganged on by numerous Hersen Empire sorcerers. That night, when The Flame wouldn't move, fire benders, water benders, wind controllers, and even elemental controllers arrived in the sky and caused the sky to turn red. The Flame requests that Kiran use the 'Riding' technique, which unites the soul with her. Kiran completed the riding process without incident. Unfortunately, Kiran's memory of riding was erased by The Flame. Once The Flame determined his age was appropriate, he recalled everything. Kiran then basks in his glory after being identified as an illusionist, a clever youngster with magical abilities. The fact that Kiran was a student at the Magentum Institute in Shanggu City caused her to capture the interest of many individuals gradually. He matured till the Kingdom of Hersen thought Kiran could serve as an officer. When all the secrets are disclosed at once, Kiran is sought after. What is the upcoming story? You can read a narrative with an intriguing plot that features magic and legendary animals.

Ghosts converge, the world is plunged into cold darkness. The dark ruler Demon King Evil Sea and his entourage constantly expanded their power, divided the territory to rule brutally, and spread horrible death. White bones piled up like mountains, the unwholesome souls carrying sky-high resentment also gradually turned into demons, momentarily becoming a bunch of underworld soldiers who obeyed under the control of the Demon King. Human history will soon be erased all traces, the beautiful days may only be in a vague memory! But somewhere in this world, the great Sun still shines every warm ray, nurturing the green sprouts of life. The fire of enthusiasm about the desire for peace is still smoldering, just waiting for a certain wind to burn brightly. Thai Binh Hamlet is remote, this place is surrounded by the solid wall of Dan Xa bronze citadel, it is located at the foot of the majestic Thien Son mountain of Thien Vuong Van Tu. It was also in this place that the monks from the monastic world of Thien Vuong Van Tu, carrying in their body the power of pure justice, were still diligently setting up military formations to uphold the strict vigil. Their mission is to protect the people of Thai Binh Hamlet against the formidable Magical Force from outside Dan Xa citadel, day and night. Remember the old years when the Fairy Master - Chu Su Co led Thien Vuong Van Tu to confront the Demon King Evil Sea and his encirclement. At that time, the battle between the good and the evil was extremely fierce, many people were lying down forever, blood stained the autumn afternoon. Also because the power of the Demon King was too strong, Thien Vuong Van Tu failed to retreat to Thien Son mountain to entrench.

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.

Ian Whitefield is an introverted teenager that recently lost his father, and now lives with a stepfather and his mum. When it seemed his life couldn't get worse than this, he has a supernatural encounter that threatened his life. He literally fights to save his life, but the end result was unexpected. He wakes up to another World different from Earth. Discovering this, he strives and endures while he can to get stronger and get back home. He begins to unravel mysteries upon mysteries during his quest. Will he succeed in this world of strife and complexity?

In a silent hall, confused voices rose, expressing disbelief and recounting tragic deaths—stabbing, plane crash, shooting. Amidst them stood a man, contemplative. Memories surfaced, hinting at a shared fate. Recognizing a pattern, he scanned the room, finding an angelic figure named Aurelia. Ethan, one of the survivors, felt a surge of fear and hesitation. What fate awaits our hero?

My fantasy that evening was not a tranquil one. It was completely dark inside my head aside from the many air pockets drifting upwards with no sparkle or reflection, just dead circles. I was befuddled right away yet then, at that point, bigger air pockets gradually rose among the other, more modest ones and inside were pack mates. "You might turn into an omicron, or a pi, or far and away more terrible, an omega," I shuddered when I saw Draugluin's irate face as he counted down the positions as though my life's worth would as it were decline. «You want to be so presumptuous since you climbed in rank?" An air pocket of Draco's scowling face materialized with disdain filled eyes before he suddely vanished, passing on me without an opportunity to counter. "A powerless Xi like you," Another air pocket rose with Draugluin's pompous smile as he peered down on me. Stop I heard my powerless voice shout out among the vacant air pockets. "You are pointless as well," the rebel wolf chortled. "She would not fall back when she was told to," Lyall's enraged face frightened me. Lyall had never been so cross with me forthright where he'd place me down before Alpha however, that snapshot of selling out was agonizing yet not undeserving. It makes perfect sense to me, I yelled, however there was no reaction. "For what reason didn't you simply pass on it to the people," Auntie Mona had her arms crossed, a look of dismay all over.

Sardat Vettel is an errand boy for the Skull Gangster, who always has his pride trampled on. He rose from adversity after getting the Spin System. [Spin system installed! Today's Spin Prize....]

This is a story based in Africa in the 15 century where witch craft is so intense while they make their fast contacts with the white traders. the story having a romantic story of a guy who is in love with a lady that loves another it keeps on you wat to know more as the old ages ladies suiters were choose by their parents.

"Mother," I opened my eyes. Everything around me is a haze. I gazed at the candlelight. It was wobbling from side to side. I noticed a woman seated near me, but everything was fuzzy. I heard a voice unexpectedly. It was a woman's voice, echoing in my ear. She was singing a low-toned lullaby. "Mother, is it you?" I heard my name, "Maxilin, I am here." "Mother," I said with a tremble in my voice. I have no idea what's wrong with me. I reached out cautiously to touch her, but she was out of my reach. "Where are you, mother?" "Oh, my beloved, try to hold me, come here, " "Mother," Maxilin tried to stand up, but he was too weak. Maxi narrowed his eyes in an effort to see her face clearly, but he couldn't because everything was fuzzy. A woman in a white outfit moved in front of his sight. Maxi took a few steps forward while still gripping the chair. "Mother, don't leave," he murmured, dizzily. As he said, he saw in his fuzzy vision that someone had opened the door. "Mother, please don't leave me," Maxilin pleaded. He let go of the chair's hold and dashed behind her. "Mother, don't leave me. Wait." In his frail state, he shouted and followed her. "Huf". In the middle of his path, he stopped. "Mother, you've left me here alone," "Maxi," he heard the voice unexpectedly. Maxi glanced up and looked around. It's all clear now, but he's stuck in the midst of the woods. He gazed up at the sky. A giant moon was staring at him, and a horde of deadly, voracious creatures were roaring around him. "Son," someone touched his shoulder, he looked back, saw a terrifying creature standing in front of him. "Hello, dear."