Historias de Blackening

For all those who will read this story, unlike my other story, this is not a fan fiction based on a manga or an anime. This story is based on the feelings, I'm living right now but not only. It's based on all emotions I felt, from my childhood to the time I officially reached adulthood. Of course, it would look like a jumble of everything and anything, I've felt, but I will do my best to write it down clearly. Obviously, you should take only and solely literally, which means that it will only a few chapters, and I will most likely not, make it onto a series of stories on the same theme. I'm only writing this because I'm distressed and well, did you already felt like that even if you wanted to talk, there would be nobody to stand next to you, and listen to you? Well, it's what I'm feeling right now. [Please keep in mind, that this story is only based on what I've felt, but it doesn't mean that it's an autobiography. Quite the opposite. Also, don't take personally what I'm saying, and if someone would like to talk, well, I'm willing to listen to you. It may contain references to violence or suicide, so please, I plead you to proceed carefully. I don't want to encourage you and it is not in my intentions to do so. Please don't ignore those around you. You could be hurting them, without knowing it. Don't make the same mistakes that other people has done for me! Love yourself! You are already perfect as you are and don't change for people, while ignoring your self being!] I'm sorry for all those depressing topics, I just needed to unwind, even with nobody hearing directly. I know, that they are many who are living in conditions, worse than mine, but even so- I thank you, for willing to read what I wrote.

Just so yall don't get confused this is a Roleplaying chat? Yep we will call it that. You can roleplay as a werewolf or hunter or a rogue even human.

If there's one thing she learns, it's to not curse out a shitty web novel, because in accordance to the laws of karma: you will get transmigrated. All she can do now is bite her cheek and try not to die as the story's main villainess. "Hm? Was the little protagonist always this clingy? Whatever, keep kissing up to her to avoid death!" Years later... "Kissing up to her worked too well! I have to escape!" A tall figure blocks the door with a smile, "Dashijie where are you going?" ✿✿✿✿✿ A classic transmigration/cultivation novel where the main villainess is perused by the passionate, blackened female protagonist. ~ 2-3k words per chapter

this is MTL translation, I may edit one and two part if i have time. Author: Qishangji Hua Baihe is an emotional mediator. SHe has persuaded countless pairs of broken pots and lids who deserve to be together by opening her mouth. Until selected by the emotional system. Before time travel. She vowed to slap her little flat chest loudly: "As long as there is reward, there is no couple that I can't persuade to make peace!" System: "Do it well, little girl." After time travel. Hua Baihe looked at the woman above her with a look of horror on her face: "...No, this really doesn't work for me!" The system prompted: "The host is not allowed to fall in love with the target person #i do not own this story

Yan Jiayi was on her way to take the college entrance exam-the biggest turning point of her life. As a lifelong top student, she had every chance to be among the best in the province, if not the country. She never doubted herself, and neither did her parents or teachers. But fate played a cruel joke. A sudden accident left her in a coma. From the edge of life, she watched her parents weep by her bedside, their eyes nearly dry from endless crying. It was then that a strange voice spoke to her-the self-proclaimed Master of the System Universe. He offered her a deal: take on missions across different worlds in exchange for a second chance at life. Yan Jiayi, thinking it was just another "study project," accepted. She didn't expect to be dropped into a blood-soaked battlefield. A man stood in front of her, cloaked in red, his sword dripping with fresh blood. The system chimed in, labeling him: "Target." But why did he have a blackening value of over 90?

Just read it to find out