Indústria Do Entretenimento

“What do you mean? What cyst?” Sebastian blinked, staring at the small screen on his phone, feeling his heart beat faster. The emergency information he had just received made him pause in front of his door, but then he ran to the car without thinking. He knew that something serious had happened to his wife. He had to get to the hospital immediately. His voice was hoarse as he spoke to the hospital operator, trying to get a grasp of the situation as quickly as possible. “This is a complication… You need to come to the hospital immediately and sign the consent form for surgery as soon as possible.” The voice was flat but urgent.

The year is 3040, The place is Temple City, a sprawling metropolis in the heart of a vast valley surrounded by sea on one side and desert on another with a mountain range smack on the far end making traveling to the place on whim a difficult venture. Despite being a former vacation spot for the wealthy and powerful, Temple City is not at all a place for the faint of heart. With every step one can find dirty dealings with extensive consequences from seedy night joins, numerous rackets, drug pushing, sextrafficking, and any kind of illicit act one could think of in a place of sin and vice. Like most places, Temple City is home to sinner and saints alike and the saints composed of the working class and the downtrodden always seem to find their way to Det. Ian Baddwulf's front door when the police conveniently forget to search the nooks and crannies of the forgotten places for the missing and the dead, the people call on Ian Baddwulf to do a bit of snooping now and again. His tendency to sniff out trouble and to stick his nose where it didn't belong have made him an invaluable asset in his profession not including his skills pertaining to his inherited infliction with Lycanthropy.

I'm a special guy, no doubt. No one can do what I do. No one has the ability I have and if the government found out about what I can do, they'd probably lock me up to do thousands of experiments on me... and yet, I still manage to do everything wrong. Even with all the advantages anyone can possess and having the literal answers from the universe, I am absolutely lost. In fact, the universe and I have a rocky relationship and are in a constant fight. So, I hope you know that the universe is telling my story wrong. I am not a genius, I am not an innovative visionary and more importantly: I AM NOT GAY.

A few reporters gathered at the carnival of a newly formed kingdom. They started asking the citizens a few questions about their new King. Reporter: What do you think about your new King? Person A: He is a crazy man. Person B: He is a... maniac. Person C: He is a family man. At once everyone around them looked at the Person C as if he had gone crazy. Person C cleared his throat: Well, what I heard is that he wouldn't go crazy until no one speaks a word against his babies. He loves them so much. Everyone thought for a whole two seconds and nodded their heads. Reporter: So, your King has babies? Can you tell us about them? What about your Queen? Person A: They are weird. She is too. Person B: They are... monsters. She is a... Tree. Person C: They are cute and adorable. She is too. Once again everyone around looked at the Person C as if he had gone crazy. He once again cleared his throat: Well, if you want to survive in this kingdom, even if you know what they are, you have to say that they are cute and adorable. Once again everyone nodded their heads after thinking for two seconds. The reporters are confused by their answers. A human and a tree gave birth to monsters? What are they talking about? After asking around for a while, they got the answer: The hate in their King's heart makes the Monster tree grow. At the end of the Carnival the reporters got another news. Person A and B were killed by their King while Person C got a reward from him. Reporters: He really is a Manic tyrant.

Zaiden Rivers, a 19 years old inhabitant of Duskville has to find his mate before the blood moon arrives. Failure of his mission will only result in his death before he could go back to human world. What he doesn't know is, which succubus of the realm is his mate? There's probably only one way to find out; dual cultivate with every single existing woman. But things go wrong when his demonic blood activates the bloodlust, and his first sex partner dies. Later on, a female vampire named Hula appears in his bedroom claiming to be his blood bonded wife. Feed on the different vampire blood groups to swap powers. Warning: Do not drink human blood, strength level will fluctuate. [No rape, yuri, yaoi, or sharing wives]

Blake hid his identity, even when forced to divorce his wife. Even so, he always secretly helped his wife. Sometimes, Amora, his wife, is surprised by Blake's abilities. However, Blake must show that he comes from a great family because Amora's life is threatened. He will not let those who do that go free. Those who laugh are preparing for their destruction.

Phoenix Arizona 2 years ago, Maks made a terrible mistake by trusting an "inner voice" who was actually Pandora, the mother of monsters. He unleashed monsters into the world until a war between the awakeners and the monsters started. Pandora wanted a world where the monsters could be included. But she realised that it was never meant to be. Maks with the help of his friends and allies. Banished the monsters back to the null void and peace was restored. ...But not entirely... Maks sat back brushing his black cat's ears. He was finished with college at 23 and he wanted to go to med school. In a funny turn of events, his bully's father would be funding his med school journey. He wanted to do things for himself and that didn't end well. That wasn't to say that he wasn't going to try. "Maks, to the kitchen." His stepmother Doreen Fletcher-Anderson said. She had come into her life when he was 8. She had trouble conceiving for 3 years before she had his half sister Jessica. He was so conflicted and it took him over a decade to come to love her but he couldn't blame his half sister. He took care of her even though he thought she was a burden. He went to the kitchen and his stepmom gave him a tray of sandwiches. "You haven't been eating, you've lost weight." "I lost the football tryouts, of course I'm trying to lose weight." Doreen turned to him and smiled.

I'm one out of none, believe me. The world, let's say it will end no matter what. Everything around us surely decompose, nor crumble as the time passes, yeah? However, do you know better than what I discover myself? One abandon the world, the like of you, this lifetime. For what? For the purpose of saving the life beyond, right? You sure find the end you've long for so long. The bitter...end. Why, you ask? Let me tell you why...I even share it to you. You even says we are not that close to begin with, so why...I'm doing this? I'm kind of debating whether you use euphoria, and actually tells me I'm some sort of a cult. That's why I have the question for you. Will you let me tell you the reason...or you already think I'm some sort of evil design to stop you? You know...the Myth, right? It's deep...within us.

Dante Stormborn was unlucky. That’s all he ever saw himself as. In the year 2500, technology has risen to combat magic, and hierarchical systems are upturned. But Dante had no magic, and no money to get technology. Living in the lowest level in the City of Selene did nothing but remind him of why he was unlucky in the first place. Then, luck strikes. He gets an enticing offer that he can’t afford to refuse. But, it’s all a trap, and he’s broken and left for dead in a world he doesn’t recognize. In a world teeming with betrayal on every front, how do you know who to trust? Will he survive, or give up finally? In a world where magic clashes with technology, the world upturns itself. State against state, country against country, continent against continent. The corruption seeps into the fabric of the world, dyeing it red. Even the gods are not left out. Who’s left standing at the end?

**Synopsis** A century has past, since the prognostication that, a Halfling will save the lands was heard, but no sign of it has been seen. What will be the fate of the three lands, if the Dekinans manage to free Belial (Their Master and the Ruler of Hell) ???? The Mighty One (Insisa), not in his physical form anymore. But............. The prophecy???? The legend scripture has it that, " The world might be in chaos again, more bigger and bloodier than the Great war, but ye shall not worry for thy saviour is coming back. A child born in an anomalous and mystifying way, A Halfling, The bearer of the light and power of the Mighty one. "Oh ye, do not worry, for he is not to be underestimated, cause he shall conquer thy enemies and bring ye nothing but tranquility. And when the world welcomes him, Ye shall prepare to witness five rare phenomenal that will happen together at the same time for one day and one night. Once ye see those phenomenal, then know that ye saviour has arrive." Halfling are considered as weak and meek beings, not having the full blood of any supernatural being they are, but Aeron was extraordinary and especial. Despite his young age, the weight of the lands leans on him. Will he save the lands or succumb to Belial's manipulation eventually at last, even though the world is counting on him????!