Kim Rok Soo could feel the rain pouring down on his body. The rain felt really cold, and he subconsciously opened his eyes. He saw a cloudy sky and fog surrounding him. He could not see very far. 'Huh? Where am I? What am I?' I'm An Angel? ... Fuck. *** This already beta-read from the Ao3 and if there are still mistakes.. Honestly at this point I might be blind XD Cross posted Ao3 under username : Three_IntheMorning Cover art by wuji ! (https://x.com/yceKoTvpboa7dtg/status/1885734060343083350) Thank you for the permission! <3

[Completed]Og!Cale Henituse attracts all kinds of people with his maxed out charisma stat...Unfortunately that includes kidnappers. Or a string of barely connecting oneshots to describe Cale Henituse's wild kidnapping adventures ----- [COMPLETED SEPTEMBER 13, 2022] - This is an AU - No White Star - No Hunters - Arm exists for plot convenience, but they aren't part of a bigger organization. It's just Arm. Deruth slander encouraged Also most chapters have anywhere from 2.5k-2.7k words. (takes about 10 minutes to read according to Wattpad.)

The more Cale learnt about this new world, the more he found it to be similar, but at the same time completely different to his first world. - Or: Practically Cale, Raon, On and Hong in Solo Leveling<br /> I suck at summaries Note: This fic is to indulge myself about Cale. Nothing dirty, no shipping, just Cale, his children and the inevitable chaos that follows them around like a lost puppy. I won't be writing anything heavy with lots of plot but I will include some things from tcf so expect spoilers

This is a little sneak peek of a story from 900 years ago. "Goldie, do you like winter?" Eruhaben frowned at the young red dragon's sudden random question. He stared for a moment at the child who was making a snowman before answering. "I don't know." "Is that so? I really like it." "Hm?" Eruhaben began to think that the kid liked winter just because he was amazed by the pile of white stuff on the ground and smiled thinking he was too stupid for a dragon. The red dragon then snorted knowing what his Goldie was thinking. "It's fun to play with the snow! And after the winter is over, the flowers will bloom! I love the sight! Hey, do you hear me, Goldie?" Eruhaben didn't answer and instead chuckled as the snowman the red dragon made was slightly damaged after he got so cutely angry. "...ugh, he's so handsome when he laughs. Blackie, this brother of yours is scared." °°°°° He was just a young dragon who couldn't even fly with his own wings. His soul then stared at the heartless corpse as the God of Death himself comforted him for quite some time. //Pictures from pinterest.// The cover and other arts related to the OCs are mine. WARNING! -Contain spoilers -Bad grammar -Slow update :(( Happy reading! \(•∆•)/

One of my old story, I'll try to post the rest of story as quickly as possible A world where gods meddle in mortal affairs, Cale Henituse's life takes a chaotic turn after a mischievous deity transforms him into a stunning young woman. With his friends and allies baffled yet supportive, Cale navigates the absurdity of his new reality-fending off unwanted admirers, enduring dress-up sessions with his doting mother, and uncovering hidden powers. As romantic tensions rise and a quest unfolds to reverse the curse, Cale must balance the weight of his newfound beauty with the heart of a hero.

Cale was similar to himself-Kim Rok Soo-in an assortment of things, but his reactions were not of someone who had given in. No, they were of someone clinging to a ledge between giving in and fighting back. The ledge was more dangerous than the ground that built it. Rok Soo could not let this punk who reminded him of himself self-destruct and become trash. He also couldn't just ignore the punk who has dreams of the future. Rok Soo smiles slightly, but Cale thinks it looked quite sad. The older boy removes his hand and extends it, "Punk, you and I seem to be oddities in this world. Let's ensure ourselves peaceful lives," Or alternatively: Kim Rok Soo gets brought into the Roan Kingdom as the youngest adopted child of a noble family in the Henituse Territory. Oh, he's also three years too early.

"Oh my, you don't look very well. L-let me help you!" Transported to a modern world like his old one, Cale bumps into someone while looking for his comrades. His eyes widen upon looking at the person willing to help him. 'No way. . .' ☆Spoilers on Trash of the Count's Family Part 2☆ Slow updates and many errors ahead. Hope you all enjoy. (Art Cover does not belongs to me).

What if both Cale and the white star died in the final battle in the God of Despairs temple? What if they were then both reincarnated as twins in Who made me a princess? What would happen to them? This is my first time writing a fic so apologies if the characters seem out of character or if this story is a bit weird. This fic is going to be a Cale x Lucas. I did a spin the wheel to pick if he would have a love interest or not (～￣▽￣)～ I don't actually have high expectations for this fic so even if only one or two people read this I will be super happy If you do read this I hope you find it enjoyable! Cover picture was a picture I found on pinterest of what the twins look like.

Somehow, a narcoleptic transmigrator is working as a stablehand in the Henituse County. That's fine, there's no way Cale would care enough about this random boy working with the horses, right? He can just stay here unnoticed, never getting involved with the story... Agh, if he knew he'd transmigrate, he would've at least read more of it first! - Trash of the Count's Family (TOTCF) / Lout of the Count's Family (LOTCF) Fanfiction. I don't own TCF/LCF, this is just fan fiction. WARNINGS: CASUAL DEPICTIONS OF SELF HARM, MURDER, AND IMPLIED/REFERENCED RAPE/NONCON* READ AT OWN RISK. *Implied/Reference Sexual Assault occurs at Chapters 11 and 20. Emphasis on 'implied' as it does not occur in text, just in dialogue and context clues.

"Human..." The room was filled with people but silent, as well as the world. The reason was lying almost lifelessly in bed, barely holding the hand of his son tight. "Raon... Don't forget to live like the dragon you are. A joyful dragon." The young dragon, who isn't so young anymore, nods to the wish of his father while he holds the pale hand of the dying human. "Choi Han.." "Cale-nim." The famous swordsmaster and the young masters personal guard stepped closer to the bed and reached out to the hand of his liege and... friend. "Please take care of others for me... but mostly yourself. Because you can't be alice if you're not... living it." The swordsman nodded to the wish of his family member. "I promise that I will make sure that our family is safe. So.. rest assured.." The dying and yet beautiful old man was smiling, not the so-called scammer smile that his youngest would like to call it, but a soft, genuine one. That only his family gets to see. "I'm tired now." "Then go to sleep, stupid human. You always like to worry others..!" Despite trying to keep a pout on his face, the dragon had a was mostly trying to keep the tears from falling. ".. S-Say hi to Noona and Hyung for me, okay?" The red-haired old man continued to smile and hummed to agree. "Don't forget to tell the others that we miss them too." "Why ask such an obvious question?" Choi Han chuckled, but most of them were sobs as they saw the body getting lifeless. and soon, the warm smile was the only thing left on this cold body. _______________________________ His eyes slowly opened and found himself in a familiar black void again. "Cale." the voice of the god of death has brought his attention, and the two were making eye contact again. "God of death.." The silence was loud until the god was suddenly saying something that had ultimately shocked the s*** out of the poor human... _____________________________________ Warning: SLOW UPDATE BAD IN ENGLISH NO SHIPS (ONLY CANON!)