Please Give Me The Pacifier

I was nothing, useless to everyone. No one loved me, no one truly wanted to be with me. Suddenly, a flash of light appeared before my eyes. I had forgotten basically everything about my old self. What have I truly lost? I was summoned to another world. This was my second chance. I was brought to the other world to protect Lucia, a weak, airheaded princess, who was meant to be the next ruler of the land. She didn't accept anyone else, why did she accept me?

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.

Crown Of The Forbidden Heir I was never meant to lead a kingdom,only to survive it. Born with forbidden magic and raised as a weapon, I spent my life hidden from the very world I was destined to rule. But when the Crown Prince dies and the throne falls into chaos, my name becomes the prophecy everyone fears. Hunted by kings, claimed by monsters, and bound to a power I struggle to control, I must rise not as a chosen savior… but as the new King they never saw coming. Because destiny didn’t make me a hero. It made me unstoppable.

Alex is killed when he tries to protect his wife, who unknown to him, is in league with the gangsters attacking them, and even in love with their leader. The gangster forces her to have sex with him with Alex watching before they kill him and burn his body, and when his soul goes to the Underworld, he asks for his life back. Hades grants it to him because Zeus and Alexander the Great, King of Macedon, have also pleaded as he is the last of the latter's line and heir to the ancient throne, but on his own terms. That he will be half human, will be unable to die, and would need to fight in wars before he can find the Seal that will give him a body again. Alex accepts all this without thinking twice, only to see that he's been tricked. With his system and his guide, Maia, set in another world, will Alex become human again and get his revenge, or will he remain in his half metal body and be punished with the condition of having to live forever in it?

"You again?" Sarah’s cousin sneered. "Did you crawl here on all fours, or did they finally give lapdogs valet service?" "He’s not even a real husband," her aunt scoffed. "Just a walking charity case with no bark, no bite, and no balls." Everyone laughed. Michael Thompson just stood there—torn shirt, bruised face, holding a cracked phone and a hospital bill he couldn’t pay. It was their anniversary. His wife didn’t answer his calls. His mother was dying in a hallway. And he had exactly $7.83 in his bank account. But then… the black cars pulled up. The woman in a designer suit bowed to him. And everything changed. "Forgive our delay, Young Master Sterling," she said, handing him a black card with no limit. "Shall we pay the hospital… or purchase it?" Turns out, Michael isn’t just some loser son-in-law. He’s the sole heir to a QUADRILLIONAIRE dynasty—one powerful enough to make world leaders blink and billionaires beg.

He lost his memories He forgot his true identity While wandering about, lost and injured, he saved a millionaire from death. In gratitude, the old man took him in and got him married to the granddaughter. His new life seemed perfect until the old man died, then the family showed their true colours. They have always despised him but kept it hidden because of the old man. His wife revealed that was pregnant for another man and he was kicked out of the family home without a cent to his name. An unfortunate accident or just a case of being at the right place at the right time, and he regains his memory. He remembered that he's the heir to the country's greatest fortune, but he also realised that he had enemies among his own blood. Now he must fight back and return to his birthright. But he would never forget those who wronged him and he wouldn't wait for karma to give them what they deserved.

A long, long time ago. In this world of power and magic, war is constant. The six realms in the world of Septverden have been shackled in perpetual conflict. They have engaged in slaughter and battles among themselves for every reason possible, from territory, resources to meaningless semantics. In the era where the mortal realm is the weakest among the six realms, where human bones and ashes covered the entire Blue Earth Continent, Empires rise and fall as the never-ending cycle of war birthed boned deep hatred that even centuries can’t erase. Until the mortal realm no longer can take the oppression and give birth to a new generation of heroes. With power equal to that of the Heaven and Nether Realm. With strength and agility on par with the Beast realm. With magic and spells second only to that of the Elfen and Spirit realm. With these. The mortal realm stood shoulder to shoulder with the five realms and humans sore to never-seen heights. Together, they reclaimed their lands and repelled the five realms back to their continent. And the world of Septverden finally known peace. Or so the tale goes . . .

I was born during the pandemic and it was not over for the past twenty-five years. Oceans were drained. Trees and flowers were no longer existing. Having water was harder each day that many people chose to die instead of surviving. I envy those people who could afford water— the rich ones and the most privileged people around the world. Poor people liked me were not allowed to get water more than what was intended for us. In other words, it was a system that dividing the rich people with limitless water sources and the poor people with limited water sources. It was a system that we needed to obey or else we might lose the life we were struggling to survive. I wanted to surrender but there was only thing that hindered me from dying— Cardinals of Auresia. It was an online game that I wished was real. There, I could build my own kingdom with my own system. I thought that sanity left me for it seemed real to me. Not until I found out that it was the solution for the suffering of the world.

A nerdy engineer was brutally murdered with regrets in his heart. When he transmigrated into a magical world of Knights and Mages, he decided to live for himself this time around and to chase after his longtime dream- to start a big family filled with love and lots of kids from lots of wives! In order to protect himself and his loved ones in this harsh new world, he resourcefully forged era-ending weapons never meant to be fired in this world. To the Knights, Mages, Emperors, and even the Gods of this world, he proclaimed, “me transire, si audes! (cross me, if you dare!)”

When his daughter Aurora drowned seven months ago, Mateo Cross felt he lost her. Now his other daughter Ivy claims that something visits her bedroom precisely at 3:33 AM. The same thing that took her sister. Mateo finds a spiral inscribed on the wall behind Ivy's bedroom and hears of Ashwick Hollow, a haunted village that offers one child as A sacrifice every seven years, he realizes Aurora did not drown by accident. She was taken. And Ivy now comes next. Mateo has to enter the Veil, a nightmare world where 48 kidnapped souls are imprisoned and an ages-old monster, in order to rescue his daughter. The starving mother longs one more. The truth is, though, the further he descends seven layers of psychological purgatory: the only means to spare them all is to give up something much worse than his life. What would you do to save your child? Would you pay it if the cost was erasing yourself from their memory forever?