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A battle of life and death for a gamer appears to have shown colours in front of jaejin frostears. Hands filled with blood appear basked by the light of the red luminescence of the night. Hovering immortal appears in front of him and with great fist filled with rage, landed on jaejins abdomen. Jaejin flew so far that his eyes starts to dim on its own. Then he said "I won". This is the life of the gamer named jaejin as he enter the world of mmorpg game. The life of a brawler, an in street fighter, a life of rookie gamer.

Everyone in New York laughed at Jack Ironheart. Three years of being walked all over by the Hart family. Three years of being insulted, hit, and spat on. They called him trash, useless, and a beggar. But one night they made one fatal mistake: They framed the wrong man. Jack Ironheart is the Undefeated God of War, the living legend every army on Earth thought was dead. One call from him and the Phantom Legion rises. One look from him and Manhattan goes black. And the richest men in New York suddenly see their bank accounts drop to zero. But now the same enemies who faked his death years ago are hiding inside the Hart family mansion, smiling. Now the worthless son-in-law is done pretending. New York will burn until every traitor begs. And the Undefeated God of War never loses.

Takumi Asano, a painter from Kyoto, Japan, had copied tens of thousands of Vincent van Gogh's oil paintings. One day, he traveled through time to Arles, a small town in Provence, France, just before Christmas in 1888. It could be said to be time travel, or rather, arriving in a parallel universe. There, he became Marcel Duval, a 20-year-old local "chimney boy". Right in front of him unfolded one of the most famous tragedies in art history: the impoverished and down-and-out Van Gogh, holding a razor, was pointing it at his left ear! — "Mr. Van Gogh! Put down the razor!" — "Tell Armand... I'll cut off my ear and give it to him right away!" Was there actually an untold secret behind Van Gogh's ear-severing incident? — "Keep it, and it will bring you more and greater works!" — "You're absolutely crazy! Who are you?" — "I'm your top-tier manager!" Years later, the Parisian art circle had undergone earth-shattering changes. Van Gogh, who had grown into a great master, no longer had darkness in his eyes: "Marcel, it really was a good idea to keep my ear. Without you, none of this would have been possible!" Takumi Asano, once a lowly copyist trapped in drudgery, had now become Marcel, the world's "Godfather of Art". He smiled and raised his glass: "Come to my Provence manor this summer. I've planted a vast sunflower field—tens of thousands of mu—just for you... By the way, would you like to see my new paintings?" 【Time-Travel Redemption + Underdog's Rise + Rewriting History】! Click to read, and join Van Gogh in defying fate to turn the tide, lighting up the stars on the canvas!

Awakening Day was supposed to be amazing. Instead, Marcus got the worst Class possible: Serial Killer. Now he has 30 days to commit murder or go insane. The System doesn't care that he's just a kid. It doesn't care about his morals. Kill or be destroyed—those are his only options. Between lying to his best friends, studying for tests, and planning his first kill, Marcus has to figure out how to feed his cursed Class without losing his soul. Can he stay human while becoming a monster? Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoy Marcus's dark journey.

What is a mystery? Is it an axiom representing what is not perceptible and understandable? Is it the unfathomable, incomprehensible no matter how people try to make it specious? No, it isn't that. The definition of mystery is only what people can conceive, a specious fact with loopholes. People believe what they believe to be true and sadly, it has plunged them to the endless gore of ignorance. Mysteries aren't what we don't understand or what we can't comprehend. Mysteries aren't what remain hidden, taciturn to the ever yearning ears of people. Mysteries aren't the supernatural laws which can't be explained or fathomed. No, the definition of 'mysteries' is beyond that. Mysteries are what can't be reached no matter how we try to reach them. It isn't what can't be comprehended. Rather, it's what can't be reached. They are endless gores, immersed into the abyssal chasm of infinities. Mysteries are a state of endlessness and boundlessness, incomprehensible and unfathomable. Yes, that's what mysteries are. Cyclopean and grosteque phantasm is what a mystery should be called. A mystery transcends the feebleness and lumbering states of concepts, going on and on for eternity. Hence, a mystery is the same as infinity and infinity the same as a mystery. A mystery is infinite and infinity is mysterious—both are like a symphony, intertwined with each other making them chalcenterous and existing in oneness. To understand a mystery, you need to be boundless and infinite, transcending all possible concepts and impossible concepts, all possible 'non-concepts' and all impossible 'non-concepts'. Mysteries are beyond conception as well as non-conception. They are mysteries, boundless and infinite! They are stacked upon each other in a terracing manner, shrouded in the prodigious paradigm of infinity, going on and on till infinity!

If your girlfriend is a robot, it will be a very interesting thing. Ansley's girlfriend is a robot, how do they live together? What would be the style of sex? What methods do robots need to use to soothe their emotions? What is the difference between her and humans? Let's go and uncover this mystery together.

The Heavenly emperor is put in panic when demonic evil begins surfacing to the three realms, threatening to bring back the Demon sect he had wiped out thousands of years ago. And all these because of a young man called Asura. A mysterious mortal, Asura is ambitiously bent on destroying the heavens in revenge for wiping out his family and making his life miserable! And to do this, he must cultivate, even when his spiritual core is blocked and he, Cursed to never cultivate! Asura's ambition for power and revenge leads him into the extinct demon path. He recreates his method of the abolished demon cultivation, shaking the foundation of the universe, and making all tremble at the mention of his name. He meets the mysterious high-level cultivator, Kai, who might have some relations with the heavens and demons, all good and evil. The road ahead is muddy and the schemes are devilish. A step ahead would alert the enemies and a journey through lands and lifetimes is what it takes to solve the puzzle and Uncover Hidden truths of This so called good and Evil in the three Realms! What is good? What is evil? what is white, what is black? what is day? and what is night? If no one has no answer, Let Asura speak.

So what if you are the King?" "What if you are a Dragon Lord, a High Mage, or a Holy Knight?" "What if you are the ruling Emperor, the unrivaled Sword Saint, or a god descending from the heavens?" "I will trample over you all." "Only I am the strongest.”

Harvey didn't think that his marriage was ruined by a third person. After enduring so much humiliation for 3 years, is this what he got? "Fine! If that's what they want." Harvey left them resolutely. What they didn't know was that Harvey wasn't as useless as they thought. With the power he has, Harvey will make them regret it.

What?!?" Pia exclaimed. “What's within?” Saying, "Oh my God! Is that a finger that has been chopped?’ Cassandra uttered, "I'm not sure!” "What the fuck does that even mean?!?" exclaimed Pia. Cassandra says, "What?!?" Please don't look at me that way. Furthermore, I have no idea what that even means!’ Pia commented, "This is embarrassing," and Cassia responded, "Okay, I'm going to call the police right away." "No!" exclaimed Pia. Oh no, please don't! “ Cassiandra uttered, "Are you serious at this moment? Cass, that is one fucking chopped finger! Furthermore, we have no idea whose finger it is!” "I'm sure that whoever sent this wouldn't really like it if we ever called the police about this," Pia said. "I also think that they might be keeping an eye on us right now." Cassandra was already breathing heavily as she was scared and doesn't know what to do. She panicked while Pia remained calm and silent as she tries to calm her friend down. Fear flashed through Cassandra's mind as she and Pia stood next to her car, their nerves still raw from the uncomfortable meeting. "Then, what do we do now?" Cassandra's eyes darted across the surroundings while her voice wavered with anxiety. With her own heart rate accelerating due to adrenaline, Pia tried to calm their agitated minds. "Maybe we'll try to calm down first..." However, Cassandra's mind was already racing, a flash of insight emerging in her. "But wait, the letter!" Pia looked in astonishment, taken aback by Cassandra's apparent eagerness. "What?" Words flew out of Cassandra's mouth, a trace of panic in her tone. "H-Haven't that box come with a letter?" Pia's face wrinkled as she considered what Cassandra had said, realizing what had happened.