"Please, please," Benjamin's voice cracked with desperation on the long queue. "Allow me to go first, please....my daughter is sick..she needs urgent treatment." The Imperial trust Bank buzzed with the usual gentle rhythms of bankers conversations with customers, clattering keyboards, and the hum of the counting machines, but everything blurred in Benjamin's ear. All he could hear was her daughter's ragged breath as Fibrosis sucked away her life. $50,000! That was how much Aria's surgery cost. He was just a common cleaner with a meager earning. He needed a loan. That was the only thing he could do now. His family had given him insubstantial excuses, his wife called a minute ago, saying he was coming to help out, but the situation was dire.He could do something before her arrival. The man standing in his front looked at him with a pitiful glance as he stepped back. "You can go first." He said kindly. "Thanks. Thanks." Benjamin's gratitude came out in a rush. Sweats shimme

Kael was welcomed into the king's hut. Gold hung from the wooden roof, glimmering under the cracking fire at the center of the room.At the entrance stood two guards, armed with swords.Karl looked around. "So this is where you live? For how long?""For as long as I can't remember," Said jangan. "This is our ancestors land, and they've been fighting to protect it over the years."Jangan leaned forward, his eyes assessing Kael curiously. "So, how did you get here?" Kael shook his head lightly. "I don't know," He said. "I'm a god from Elyndra...I have been in void for 2000 years until I woke up to find myself in your world."Jangan leaned back into the wooden chair, his hand tapping gently on the table as the whole thing was confusing."That sounds like some stories on a particular app called Meganovel," He said and leaned in. "Is your world Meganovel then?"Kael chuckled. "It's Elydra." Jangan nodded, his finger still tapping as his confusion deepened. There is something about Kael

Kael stepped out from the bathroom bare chested. Only his waist was covered with animal skin in place of a towel. His damp hair slicked backwards, accentuating his handsome face.His body was a creation of perfection. He moved into the room, and suddenly the door opened without a knock. A woman walked in. It was the female warrior he saved earlier.Seeing him barely covered up, she startled. Her cheek flushed crimson with embarrassment. "I'm sorry..I'm sorry," She quickly turned with the plate of warm herbal tea steaming in his hand. "I didn't know you'll be out so quickly. Sorry I didn't knock before entering."Kael observed her for some quiet moments. "It's alright." Eleano, the female warrior hesitated at the door, her back still turned on Kael. Her skin was flawless under the golden glow of the wall lantern. The animal skin wrapped her chest tight, pumping the upper part of her bossom like balloon. And her legs were Immaculate, as though it was stepping on the ground for the

Alejandro Castillo had gone berserk with rage . Hearing about the failed gold exploit felt like a slap to his manicured power and authority.Anger mixed frustration, pulsing through his body. He grabbed a flower vase from the centre table, hurling it across the room where it shattered against the wall."You bunch of nincompoop," He hissed, saliva spraying from his lips. "You couldn't handle a simple job! A fucking simple job!" His voice echoed the building, resonating fixtures.Scarface and his men stood in his front like fools, their head dropped low as shame burned on their faces.Alejandro dragged his finger through his hair, pacing the living room as though he was about to go insane. His power had just been insulted. He was threatened by some barbarians who he could bury with just a simple command.But the reality had contrasted his against his power, and that felt like a huge slap to his face. He spun. "How can one man. One single ancient hag takes down all of you," His finger

Golden light spilled from the sky as darkness had faded for a new day. The city of Frostholm buzzed with frantic rhythms of moving cars and passengers. In the heart of the city stood the building of Starlight medical center, a conglomerate of steel and glasses. The glasses seemed to drink in the golden warmth of the sunlight, reflecting it against the tinted glass window is a sleek black Cadillac CT6 that just pulled over in front of the hospital.Chrome accent— Polished and refined, scattering the golden glow of the sunlight. This car costs more than most people's rent in the city, and just one of the mechanical machine can erect a mini sophisticated house. Behind the car is a private letter embedded boldly on a gold plate: Serena Marcelline.Also, Behind the Cadillac is a convoy of two black cars— Two Audi A8, each one polished and demanding attention. People turned their heads in the direction, gaping with jaw dropped in amazement.Whispers began to rise among the small crowd