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In the cursed heart of Cellok, two assassins kneel before the Tree Goddess Evilside. Snake, cunning and cruel, and Dragon, fierce and relentless, are bound by oath and curse to serve the shadow. When Evilside commands them to slay the Crusader King of Tan, a mortal sworn to the god Tan of Tan, they are thrust into a war of faith and shadow. Torn between blood, family, and the whispers of gods, the Liroid assassins must decide if they will remain servants of darkness… or become the undoing of their own kind.

"DESTROY HIS DANTIAN!" Ma Durung shouted with a booming voice. Immediately, several disciples tightened their grip on Zhao Yun. The command from Ma Durung, the crown prince of the Ma Kingdom and a prodigious disciple of the Black Dragon Sect, was carried out without hesitation by his subordinates. Zhao Yun, forced to kneel with both his hands firmly restrained by two of Ma Durung's followers, was in a dire situation. His mouth was gagged with cloth, silencing any attempt to cry for help. Worse, his qi flow had been sealed by Ma Durung's personal guards, rendering him powerless to resist. With desperation in his eyes, Zhao Yun glanced toward his three closest friends. His gaze pleaded for their help, a silent cry for salvation. But to his dismay, his friends turned their faces away, avoiding his gaze entirely. Witnessing their betrayal, Zhao Yun could only grimace inwardly. Those he had considered friends, those he had always helped, had stabbed him in the back. A young, innocent man, left crippled with his dantian destroyed, the victim of envy from a royal prince and the betrayal of his three closest friends—this betrayal filled Zhao Yun with a profound sense of disbelief and an unquenchable thirst for vengeance. As he fought to survive the despair threatening to consume him, Zhao Yun was unexpectedly saved by a figure he deeply admired, someone he had always looked up to. Unbeknownst to him, this savior would present Zhao Yun with a choice that would shape his future. Will Zhao Yun redefine his purpose in life? What fate awaits him as he steps into an uncertain future?

Arthur Elios gets the important task of overcoming the chaos about the staple crops in the city of North Vago. The virus he has created will be used to reduce rat breeding, but instead will turn the rodents into very aggressive. The problem gets even more chaotic as the experimental animals detach and infect other living things. Significant changes occur in a matter of hours and turn them into the undead who are thirsty for fresh blood. Will this chaos become more widespread? What about human survival in the future?

Ma Feng who was known as The Most Unfortunate Kid in the world, Hated by the world and the Universe. After being stabbed to death by a gang, Ma Feng got Reincarnated into a Mysterious Dimension. A World unlike his own and With An Elder God sealed in his body, He swore to return back to his former world. To exact his revenge and ruin those who despised him and With his Mysterious System. All his dreams can become reality! He is The King of Conquerors!!

In a world where the "System" assigns divine roles at birth, Kaelen Thorne is branded a [Scrapper]—the lowest F-Rank utility class, destined to recycle the waste of the elite. Publicly humiliated by his childhood rival, the S-Rank Paladin Lucius, and exiled to the monster-infested Outer Rim, Kaelen is expected to die in obscurity. But Kaelen possesses a secret inherited from his father’s "illegal" research: the ability to see the Conceptual Bonds that hold reality together. By treating the System itself as a "broken machine," Kaelen begins to "scrap" the laws of physics, steal the logic behind enemy spells, and dismantle the very hierarchy that oppressed him. He isn't just cleaning up the world; he’s taking it apart, piece by piece

The sound of the wind was clear, it was a lucid reality. I keep on walking, I have no choice. Succumbing to my fate? Who knows. Despite the sound of death and the breeze of love, I abandon it all, therefore I embrace the emptiness. Withering with time and stuck in the pathway of it all. Fated to be a young master, doomed as a commoner. The sky fell to the ground but despite all of that he is bound to realize that everyone is equal in face of heaven and earth, in face of him including everyone. Journey of a mortal to an indescribable change, an indefinite trace of the trail of the chaos itself. The absolute chaotic neutrality. He shall be the fiend himself, and the saint himself in the gist of his situations.

On his 18th birthday, Rivan Aster witnessed his family being murdered. Trapped in an endless cycle of death, Rivan lost control of himself. Even after being saved by Nathan Loence, a member of the Aegis Division, Rivan had to accept the bitter reality that he could no longer live with his family. That is what led Rivan to accept Nathan's offer to go to the Aegis Academy. A place where he found friends and the meaning of his strength.

"Ma, Samson promises. Samson is going to repent; I won’t be a thug anymore. I'm going to find a real, honest job. So please, Ma, don't come back to haunt me, okay?" Samson knelt, tears streaming down his face, though his expression still looked like someone ready to pick a fight with the Angel of Death. Bejo held out an umbrella. "Boss, it’s almost sunset. We need to go collect the 'protection money' from the cafe owner," he said. "Hey, Bejo! I just promised Ma that I’ve repented. You little devil! Do you want my mother to rise from her grave because of what you just said, huh?!" Samson stood up. His towering height, nearly two meters, made Bejo instinctively jump back three steps. "But Boss, our stomachs aren't exactly followers of the repentance movement," Bejo squeaked, trembling. Samson wiped his fierce face. "From this second on, call me Samson the Protector. I’m going to find honest work. Anything! As long as I'm not shaking people down anymore." A wealthy woman looked Samson up and down, scrutinizing him. "Your body is quite large. It just so happens I need a new guard dog. I just fired the old one because he was afraid of cockroaches." Samson was ready to explode. "Hey, lady! You think I—" "Fifty million a month. Meals are provided, and you get an Italian suit for a uniform. Interested?" the woman interrupted, handing him a gold-plated business card. Samson fell silent. He then whispered under his breath, "Ma, this is honest work, right? Just being a guard dog for a billionaire."

Maximus Crownguard hails from an unknown origin shrouded in mystery, known to be of humble beginnings as the son-in-law of a second-rate family. "Ma, where is Alexa?" he asked as he walked into the living room. The woman glared at Max and replied sharply, "Where else do you think my daughter would go other than work?" ------ Feeling a strange sense of foreboding, he nervously opened the message, but all it said was, "[Help]." He looked at his mother-in-law and coldly said, "Ma, where is Alexa?" as he exuded a deadly aura. The old woman didn't know why she felt a sense of danger when she saw the cold look in Maximus' eyes, so she blurted out without realizing, "She's at Chable Star Entertainment, she signed a contract with Mr. Chen." ------ "Who are you?!" Mr. Chen screamed in fear. The man turned and walked slowly towards Mr. Chen, saying, "It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is I will end your evil deeds." Mr. Chen's eyes widened as he saw the man's cold face and felt as if he was facing the God of Death. Suddenly, he felt excruciating pain in his right hand, realizing the man had crushed it. ------ "No problem, Mr. Crownguard. But which company are you planning to acquire?" the man inquired again. With a joyous smile, Max replied smoothly, "I want to acquire Chable Star Entertainment."

I took aim after cautiously emerging from behind the foliage and pulling back on my father's bow.When I thought about bringing Bambi back to my sister, I gave myself the tiniest grin because, at least from the tan fur to the strange, forking horns, it resembled the animal in my mother's stories.That was all I thought it had been, a story, up until this point.Yet, fantasy or not, the monster would end up being a truly necessary wellspring of food.