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I've never been able to taste fear before, but I do now, it lingers in the air. Like a flame. Kindled by the president, fed by the citizens, and I'm the one who has to put it out. The extinguisher? Possibly my life. ꧁ .・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・. ꧂ In a world where expressing emotions are illegal and can lead to execution, everything seems perfect. All the countries and their citizens are efficient, orderly and obedient, and nobody seems to question the rules. But Ada Alexander struggles to keep her emotions hidden and she discovers more and more feelings that most humans have forgotten long ago, love, grief, anger, pain and fear. When the system glitches and she is able to cry for the first time ever, she feels tricked and robbed by the government, becomes inspired and develops a revolutionary plan to break the system so people can feel once again, and her family worries for her life. But will her death and discoveries be worth it? 𝙄𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝙖 𝙩𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙛𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙪𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣'𝙨 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝙗𝙧𝙤𝙠𝙚𝙣 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙. Highest rank achieved: #3 in #dystopianfuture Warning: Suicide, violence, gore, self-harm and mature language. I will be publishing many chapters, each chapter has three parts, all published separately at different times. If you have any feedback, please feel free to share it with me, I love feedback! ♡ Cover by: @rose_anselina Tysm Lea, go check out her cover shop please! [Completed] Word count: 50146 Words Original Fictional Novel © walkeralyssayeohxoxo | 2021 © All Rights Reserved Started - 25th November 2020 Finished - 26th April 2021

Waking up reincarnated in the Marvel Universe is chaotic enough. But when Rosh drops into the timeline bound to a reality-breaking Devil Fruit System, the entire MCU gets turned completely upside down. Forget standard tech and ancient magic, the supernatural powers of the Grand Line are taking over, and Earth's Mightiest Heroes are trading in their classic gear for a taste of absolute chaos. Deadpool: "Look at this complexion, people! No scars, no 'avocado-having-sex-with-an-older-avocado' look. The Smooth-Smooth Fruit just gave me my boy-band face back. Watch out, fanfic writers, your favorite person to ship is officially back on the table!" Iron Man: "Jarvis, scrap the nanotech blueprints. The Arms-Arms Fruit literally turns my entire body into a living weapon, and frankly, I look way too good in it to share. Hands off, Rogers. It's mine." Thor: "By the All-Father... this is madness! I am the God of Thunder, yet the storms he summons make Mjolnir look like a mere spark. Who...or what, is this trickery?!" Captain America: "I can do this all day, Thanos. Let's see if that purple chin of yours can withstand a full-power, continent-shattering punch from my Tremor-Tremor Fruit. Step up!" ___________________________________________________________ I didn't create this story; I'm just translating and editing it to make it smooth, punchy, and reader-friendly for you all. Enjoy reading!

About "Charge One Yuan to Get One Hundred Thousand, and in Three Days, Win Over the Black Silk School Beauty": When Mu Qingyang faces setbacks in both work and love, he unexpectedly acquires the "Godly Rich System." Charge one yuan, and get one hundred thousand! But there's a catch-the money can only be spent on goddesses with a score of 90 or higher. The school beauties, movie stars, live-streamers, and other top-tier beauties he once never dared to dream of now develop deep "friendships" with him. "Geegee, does this bag look good?" Not even a dollar to insult anyone? Buy it! "Mu Ge, isn't a Ferrari too expensive?" What do you mean expensive? Here, take 100, no change needed! "Brother, why is your Douyin account called 'Chang Qing'?" Because adding a radical makes it sound more gentle.

Furan Shi only wanted to be a cutie little princess. That's it. But we're talking about the non-political one that talks to animals and drinks green tea. No milk, no sugar, no drama (shut up bitter tea is the best literally fyt me). So when he died, nobody missed him. After his family and relatives, the next person to attend his funeral was his homeroom teacher and friends™, his murderer, and then a mysterious red-eyed crow. Said mysterious crow came to offer him a better deal. No, he still won't be a cutie princess, but he can be the next best thing after that. He was invited to transmigrate into different realities without any restrictions. It wasn't a Villain system, a Cannon fodder system... it doesn't belong to any category. Just experiencing the worlds should be enough to satisfy it. After all, 「 no data is bad data. 」 Furan Shi agreed with one condition. Filter: 'Animal Characteristics' System: Are you... sure about this? Furan Shi, pouting: Is that not possible..? System: ... you're welcome to do as you like =͟͟͞͞(꒪ᗜ꒪‧̣̥̇) What you'll get: 🌿An indecisive (and impulsive) MC 🐦Raum 🍗Spicy chicken story cards 👁️Mother's Eye [💛Yes, this is a quick transmigration novel.] [💛Yes, all cutesy cutie pie bc I am sad.] [💛Yes, the host will never remove the 'Animal Characteristics' tag.] [💙No, the host isn't always an animal demihuman. Could be a mix of nonhumans or no human parts altogether.] [💚And no, this isn't necessarily about furries. Eh, but I'm open to negotiations.. ╮(. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)╭] [💚Most importantly, this won't be a strict 1v1 qt story. While the ML recurs across arcs, both leads may explore other options. You have been warned.] I do apologize in advance if this is not your cup of tea. I'm trying my best to make this as light-themed as possible for people like me who just wanted to relax, aka not much brain games... not much face slapping.. ehe.. I wrote this book because I have the g

When the game and the world merge, a new era descends. The previous system collapsed. Spinning the roulette of fate is a sign of advantage. The world widens, and the previous world map becomes useless. It becomes the battle of rush. The unlucky become more unlucky, the lucky ones become strong. It is not about morals but survival. It is not about you but it is about me. Yuuri was the first-ever merchant, whom the others deemed as a useless class. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ Three players are in front of me. A girl who has horns and is grinning widely, an old man in white who has a solemn expression and a handsome wolf-eared beast young man who is topless. All of them have similarities, all of them is pointing their weapon at me. I look up at them with a cup of tea in my hand. The mouth part in my mask disappeared, I sip the tea that is in my hand. "It is delicious!" When I put the cup of tea down, I sighed and then said in a tone not a bit impatient. "Y'all should sit down, it is better to talk with peace. Why use violence when we can solve it in thru talking?" The three sit down, their eyes are lifeless. There's no resemblance between the previous one and the current one. "Shall we talk?" "Yes!" they answered my question monotonously. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ This is my second book, as of now I am still finding my genre. I am also somewhat lacking in English, it is not my mother tongue so I'll have grammatical errors.

The name's Alexis Niko. And I'm, by definition, a perfectionist. 'Do it, and do it perfectly.' That's the motto I live by. But in a world where nearly everything has been done, it's really quite difficult to do something world-shatteringly amazing and earn the recognition of the masses. So, you can imagine my surprise (and absolute piss-inducing horror) when I was transmigrated to a world that was just about to spread its wings and take off towards the technological revolution... After I had been accidentally done in by drunk driver. I had been gifted a system-The Perfectionist System (PS to be short)-that allowed me to fulfil my lifelong desire: To be perfect. Naturally, now that I had been given a chance to shine, I would take full advantage of this situation...That was... Right after I finish freaking about how I had just died and literally been transported to another world. See you in a couple.