𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘮𝘦, 𝘯𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘢, 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦? To be the main protagonist's sister, to be the second female lead's childhood friend, to be the girl anybody even the love interests would simply adore, to wound up in your favourite novel─a dream would it be. However, what's there to be happy about when a tragic end crouches at your door, waiting for you with glee? ・ ✓ inso's law x fem! reader 2020 XIAOPAO©

I never asked to be a hero. But I sure as hell never asked to be the final boss. One minute, I was a normal college student. The next, I woke up in another world with a system message that sealed my fate: [Welcome. You have been chosen as a Dungeon Master.] My new job? Build an infinite fortress of monsters and traps to crush the heroes who come for glory. Forget saving the world-I'm the villain they fear. The heroes are coming. My dungeon is hungry. *** Weekly updates on Mondays, Tuesdays, Wednesdays, Thursdays and Fridays. All Rights Reserved Written by Tresha.

Maeve Raines has seen golden strings since her teenage years-thin, luminous threads tied to people's pinkies, binding them through choice, emotion, and consequence. Friendship. Betrayal. Belief. Obsession. Love. Everyone has them. Some have many. Having only one is rare. Having none is impossible. Except Maeve cannot see her own. Now in her late twenties, she lives a life that demands silence and observation. Her secret stays hidden, pressed between unanswered questions and the letters she writes to the Fates-quiet confessions meant for powers she isn't sure are listening. Over the years, she has learned every shade of gold that exists and memorized their meanings. There is nothing left about the strings that should surprise her. To the world, she is someone else entirely. She goes by Juno-a name chosen, not given. A name she wears like armor. Under that name, she drifts. Watches. Learns how lives knot and unravel. Until she meets Theo Mercer. Her neighbor is gentle, reserved, and marked by something she has never encountered before. He has no visible strings. Not one. The absence unsettles her more than any bond ever has-because she knows what every shade should mean, and yet he fits none of them. Theo knows nothing of fate or golden threads-only that being near Juno feels fragile, like something he shouldn't expect to keep. What unfolds between them is not loud or dramatic. It is slow. Measured. Built from shared glances, half-confessions, and the quiet comfort of being understood without explanation. And for the first time, Maeve feels something she cannot categorize-a pull, a burn around her own pinkie whenever she turns away from him. Still unable to see her string, she prays-desperately-that if it exists, it will not be the worst kind. The color of love that never gets to stay. To the Fates is a quiet, tragic exploration of destiny misunderstood, love interrupted, and the cost of seeing what others cannot.

He was on his way to buy some beer to celebrate passing the civil servant exam when he was suddenly hit by a truck. Reborn as Denburg Blade, the son of the chief of the legendary battle race, he was made to catch demons at the age of eight and a dragon at twelve. Under the spartan-style training of his father every single day, Denburg realizes this is far from the kind of lifestyle he wants and decides to become a civil servant of the empire. He has achieved it in his first life (well, almost), can Denburg become a civil servant and live the peaceful and stable life he wished for in his second life? All Rights Reserved Written by il.k. ⓒ il.k, Wuxiaworld, Sangwoo / BIFROST 2021

Existence has already ended once. By something that was not even "something" in any ordinary sense. Unseen, unfelt, and forever forgotten. But what comes after absolute nulity? Affirmation. Endless, reasonless affirmation. An overflowing plenitude that refuses silence. After recreating existence, the Plenitude Without Reason chose once more to participate. For participation is the only way to remain as something without becoming everything. From that Will, Anathasia was born. - Kyle. The person she stayed with through everything. The one who remained by her side as she moved through life... and everything beyond it. After college, they continue living together. Nothing really changes on the surface. But at the same time, things are changing. Not just on Earth, but across realities completely separate from the one they've always known. Old resentments begin to surface. Questions start forming. About meaning, about purpose... about what's left when power stops mattering. Now, somewhere between raising daughters and just trying to live normally, they find themselves dealing with things that don't really have simple answers. The consequences of actions taken eons before they even met. The weight of roles they were never meant to fully understand. And beyond even that, The existence of an Original Creator. The Author... trying to move on from controlling everything. How will the Supreme Being herself... and the one who stands beside her... deal with all of this? The mundane. And the things that go far beyond reality itself?