TCF's GENRE CHANGE??! (TCF FANFICTION)
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  • Reads 77,049
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  • Parts 22
  • Time 1h 4m
Ongoing, First published Aug 03, 2021
Mature
"Cale-nim, my heart longs for you the moment we met, will you allow me to stay by your side?"
"Cale-nim, oh Cale-nim!!! my heart, my soul, even my nonexistent arms and legs, my entire being belongs to you and you alone"
"I don't care who my competitors are, but young master, I can cook and slaughter for you, what more would u want?"
" Dongsaeng, haha, HAHAHA, my dear Dongsaeng, I love how you drive me crazy"

"THE FUCKKKKK??"
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I new Life for a new problem ( old version not continued)

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He woke up in an unfamiliar place, all he remembered from the day before as he was about to fall asleep was that he was reading a book "The Birth of a Hero". Cale thought while looking towards the ceiling. «It's not like I miss my old life.» There really wasn't much. In addition to being an orphan and penniless, he also developed anemia during his teenage years due to poor nutrition. --- Cale thought about his so-called plans while slowly closing his eyes in satisfaction. The Indestructible Shield. Cale thought of this first formless force that he was going to acquire. As he was organizing his plans, he suddenly opened his eyes and a severe headache overwhelmed him. In his panic he got up from his chair but his vision was blurred. He quickly tried to hold on to the desk with one hand, the other being on his head, although he did so, he still ended up passing out. He tried to move his body away from the desk so as not to hurt himself but too late his left side hit the corner of the desk violently. «It's definitely going to leave marks...» He thought before losing consciousness. ---- English is not my mother tongue, this story may contain errors.