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Unfortunate

LECTURES 5,654
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Parties 9
Durée 46m

LECTURES 5,654
Votes 311
Parties 9
Durée 46m

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"My goodness! Young master, get down from there!" exclaimed the elder as he gazed up at the extraordinary sight unfolding before his eyes. Perched atop the lofty branches of a majestic tree, a little boy with tousled red hair cast his eyes upon a breathtaking tableau. The sun, radiant but gentle, painted the scene with warmth, its rays illuminating the world below without a hint of scorching intensity. Birds, like winged notes of a harmonious symphony, danced through the air with uninhibited grace, while the bustling streets below pulsed with the rhythm of life itself.

"It's perfect," whispered the boy with a serene smile, as if he had discovered a secret haven hidden within the embrace of nature itself. This moment, this ethereal vision, seemed to encapsulate an idyllic ending, a canvas painted with perfection.

"I finally found it, the perfect burial place."Tous Droits Réservés

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The secret hero, écrit par formless123

Kim Rok Soo opens his eyes as Cale Henituse on the day of his mother's funeral. He knows he must devise a plan to survive the impending war and achieve his dream of becoming a rich slacker. Can he truly navigate the challenges ahead? A visit from the god of death alters everything. With newfound knowledge and a twist of fate, Cale's journey takes an unexpected turn, setting him on a path filled with danger, intrigue, and the possibility of a life beyond his wildest dreams. I don't own the original story Trash of a count family this is simply a fanfic made by a bored fan. This is not canon. No my picture found on Pinterest This is my first time trying to write English is not my first language I'm just a bit bored and what to try something. Please give me some advice if you have but if you're just here to critique on my work then just stop reading I'm just doing this for fun.

Reason, écrit par Ociii7

Cale Henituse, the Roan Empire's Silver Shield Commander who was loved by all, breathed his last in old age surrounded by his precious family. Cale, who used to be called Kim Rok-soo, was content with his life, he won the war and started a peaceful life with his family who accepted him for who he was. The now bleached red-haired commander had no regrets about his life. "Goodbye... Thank you..." In that way he had given a proper goodbye, he could go in peace now. But apparently the world still wanted to play tricks on him... 'Haaaahh, you pesky bastard' The frustrating phrase Eruhaben threw at him every time he was about to encounter bad luck rang in Cale's head. "Damn it, why is this happening to me? And what the hell with this place!!" The story where Cale Henituse was reincarnated in a strange fantasy world with the sea as far as the eye could see.

TIME WILL SPEAK FOR US, écrit par Allioune24

"You think everything is yours? Kiyahahahaha! That man will trample everything he created for this kingdom! None of it was yours! None of it belongs to the world!" The insane priestess laughed as if she was insane, "Everything in this world belongs to him... Foolish human." The priestess's head was severed by the executioner's sword strike. As she falls to the ground, blood oozes from her neck. Everyone was silent, and everyone would have rejoiced if it hadn't been for the blood markings left by the priestess Kage's blood. The Oblivion and Curse of the God of Death's Seal The entire Rowoon shook violently and abruptly came to a halt. "You are not the sun destined on that throne... that red will take back the throne and give it back to its rightful heir," said the priestess head beneath the third prince's feet. "He will come back... The man favored by Gods."

Cale Became Who's Priest?! [Discontinued], écrit par CaleSimpx7

^Cover found on Pinterest^ Choi Han and the cast of TBOAH stumbled upon a temple of the sealed god and on top of the altar they see... Young master Cale in a priest uniform?! What the fück is happening here?! In which Cale from TCF gets teleported to TBOAH world by none other than the God of Death. Tired of being dragged around to other worlds by the said god Cale makes a proposition toward the sealed god to annoy death, which the poor god blindly accepted not knowing his fate. "Look, it's either you work me to death and I send you to the God of Death or you help me annoy him and cause a shit show" 'Did I just get sign a deal with the devil? Why do I feel like I got scammed?' Oh- how the sealed god would soon come to regret his decision. (A bit Crackfic) ____________________________________ Hello people I am back from break! I fixed my grades faster than expected and am here to bring you all a new fic! Enjoy!~ [To those who are reading this fic I am sorry to inform you that I will be discontinuing it. I may change my mind in the future but for now I will not be posting]

Cale Henituse and the Unfortunate Demigods. , écrit par its_Sid_babae

《Trash of the count's family x Percy Jackson and the Olympians fanfiction》 𝑯𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉, 𝑨 𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒎𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒆𝒍𝒅, 𝒂 𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉. 𝑭𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒏𝒐𝒕, 𝒚𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒕, 𝒏𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒂 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒓, 𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂 𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅'𝒔 𝒇𝒆𝒂𝒓. 𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒔 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍, 𝑯𝒆'𝒍𝒍 𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍. Chiron's instincts had been right. The attic reeked of dust and prophecy, the Oracle's hollow gaze glowing faintly in the dim light. A crimson shield. A child of Death. Shadows and heroes. The words carved into his mind felt urgent-like a warning, not a mere foretelling. This wasn't just another demigod arriving at Camp Half-Blood. No, this one carried a weight far older, far heavier. And Chiron couldn't shake the feeling that, this time, the camp wasn't just gaining a hero. It was welcoming a storm. ─── ･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── (Cross-posted on ao3)

The (Im)Perfect Romance(?), écrit par Allioune24

"Watched out!" The crips but hoarse deep voice echoed in his ears. His world spun as he felt strong arms wrap around him. The feeling of someone's warmth encasing him seems foreign but gentle. The powerful light scent made him lose his reason for a bit and admire the beauty of the person who caught him. "Are you okay? I am sorry." He gazes at the young boy, wearing a pizza cup. His hair was dark but his eyes glistened like those reddish fireworks decorating the sky. His world looked as if it had stopped. He can feel his heart pounding in his chest. He was stunning as if the rest of the world paled in comparison to him. "Happy New Year." He smiled. He wanted to smack himself, but what made him smile even more was the young boy's smile. "It is nice," his voice echoed once more, "getting a greeting after all this time. Happy New Year."

The Citizen Soldier (DNF), écrit par CheetahBoi

!!Trigger warning: suicide, Implied/Referenced Self Harm!! Warnings before sections. . This book is currently discontinued, if I find motivation to finish it it is not in the foreseeable future. . "Trust me." His voice was soft and calming, the way that a good father could be assumed to sound. "This isn't what you want, it never has been and it never will be. Confusion is difficult to work through, but if you just let me help you, I can show you that it can be worked through." He rolled up his sleeve, showing several white streaks across his skin. The other was shocked. "N-no, I'm not good for anything, I'm nothing there's nothing for me." He shook his head many times, holding it in his hands after a bit. "No." "Can I touch you?" The boy who was trying to help this poor soul had approached a few paces. His voice was now quieter, more soft, and still caring. The boy at the bridge took a moment to think, then nodded his approval. The savior gently took the boy's hands delicately in his own and gently pulled the boy back. Well, less of a pull and more of a gentle suggestion. It worked and the boy stumbled down off of the edge. The boy started to cry. How could he be so weak that a boy, the same age as him, who seemed to have the same ideas and hatred toward himself as he, could keep him from stepping off? The other simply gently led him to his vehicle and took out a water bottle out of the backseat. The boy took it and looked at it suspiciously. "It's untampered, look, it's still sealed." Upon seeing this, the boy opened it and took a few sips of water. "Thank you. For the water." The savior smiled. "It's nothing much." He shrugged. "Have a phone? If you want I can put my number in and then you'll always be able to tell someone if you're having a pissy day." Surprisingly enough, the boy agreed. . They would both be around twenty.

One Of Us, écrit par Nik_Owner

Shang... A bright light covers the whole world, leaving only few of those who are chosen to be transported somewhere in the universe. A room looks like a cinema from the Earth. Red chairs, a big black screen, and a podium. But oddly enough, there is someone on top of the podium. Two infact. Red hairs flutters even without wind or what they thought couldn't been since they can't feel any, lazy eyes staring into the oblivion. . . . A reaction series which I update everyday except Sunday. Stay tuned!

TIE STORY, écrit par madeone888

Jacob was born into a humble family, where his father worked as a carpenter. Every day, his father would collect discarded wood and metal scraps in their small town, trying to transform them into something useful before selling them. His upbringing taught him to view everything from a different perspective, to see the hidden potential that others might miss. They affectionately called his father "Pak Tino." Sometimes, even their neighbors, who often indulged in a consumerist lifestyle, would alleviate their guilt by giving Pak Tino some furniture in exchange for buying the latest products from IKEA, conveniently located just a 20-minute motorbike ride away. Since childhood, Jacob witnessed his father's unparalleled creativity. He grappled with scraps day in and day out, and while the results sometimes fell short, it never dampened his spirit. Jacob grew up in an environment filled with dedication and determination. He learned that everything had the potential to be turned into something valuable, a valuable lesson handed down by his father, Pak Tino. But one day, while accompanying his father on a scavenging expedition, Jacob stumbled upon something that caught his attention. It was a damaged teakwood cabinet with partially open drawers. Something seemed to glisten inside one of the drawers. Jacob glanced at his father, who was in the process of hoisting a large wooden crate and testing its strength by stomping on it vigorously. Jacob pulled open the drawer and discovered a roll of golden-colored fabric that seemed to beckon him with its shimmering brilliance. And from that moment on, Jacob's life was forever changed.

Excuse Of An Uncle's Son..? [TCF X WMMAP] , écrit par EllieAutumn362

[Tcf x wmmap] Cale coughed as he looks in drew tham-his mother's diary. 'My excuse of an uncle have a son' 'Obelia? Never heard of it and novel didn't even mentioned!' 'damn you, GoD!' ~~~~'' Felix sat in his mother's room as he flips the diary "my runaway father had a Sister..?" "Drew thames..?" ~~~'' Felix ran behind Athanasia , he said "princess, please slow down! You will fall!" Athanasia giggles and ran looking back at Felix as she bumped into a certain someone. Athanasia looks up"owie, sorry..huh..red-hair.?" -Trash of the count's family -who made me a princess -found the cover on Pinterest - Cale harem and fun, chaos~

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The secret hero cover

TIME WILL SPEAK FOR US cover

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Cale Henituse and the Unfortunate Demigods. cover

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The Citizen Soldier (DNF) cover

One Of Us cover

TIE STORY cover

Excuse Of An Uncle's Son..? [TCF X WMMAP] cover

The secret hero

Kim Rok Soo opens his eyes as Cale Henituse on the day of his mother's funeral. He knows he must devise a plan to survive the impending war and achieve his dream of becoming a rich slacker. Can he truly navigate the challenges ahead? A visit from the god of death alters everything. With newfound knowledge and a twist of fate, Cale's journey takes an unexpected turn, setting him on a path filled with danger, intrigue, and the possibility of a life beyond his wildest dreams. I don't own the original story Trash of a count family this is simply a fanfic made by a bored fan. This is not canon. No my picture found on Pinterest This is my first time trying to write English is not my first language I'm just a bit bored and what to try something. Please give me some advice if you have but if you're just here to critique on my work then just stop reading I'm just doing this for fun.