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Transported to the legendary Dou Qi Continent, he awakens as Gu He, the Pill King-only this time, with a broken system that defies logic: the Ten-Thousandfold Return Apprenticeship System. Give a disciple anything... and receive unimaginable returns. "Ding! You gave the Seven-Colored Poison Sutra to Little Fairy Doctor. Ten Thousand Poison Sutra obtained!" "Ding! You gave Nalan Yanran one month of cultivation. Return triggered: 80 years of cultivation base gained!" With power growing exponentially and disciples becoming legends in their own right, Gu He silently reshapes the fate of the entire continent behind the scenes. Now, the three-year agreement arrives. Xiao Yan walks into the Misty Cloud Sect full of confidence. "30 years in Hexi, 30 years in Hedong-don't bully the poor!" he declares. "Nalan Yanran, today, I'll show you what true talent is!" But Nalan Yanran only smiles. BOOM-Dou Emperor aura erupts. Xiao Yan: "W-What?! How are you a Dou Emperor already?!" Nalan Yanran: "With Teacher behind me... anything is possible." __________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Raw:- Dou Po: My disciples are all worthy of Emperor Dou Po 斗破：我的弟子都是斗帝之资 Author: 贪吃地狗子 I am only translating this fanfic and do not own the original work. All credit goes to the original author.

Before we begin the story, I would like to ask everyone to please read this section first. This is the first story where I have invested a significant amount of time, as it incorporates elements of science and various conspiracy theories. I will do my absolute best to make these concepts easy for everyone to understand. Additionally, this is the longest project I have ever written among all the fanfics I've done for various fandoms. However, I have a few requests: Please refrain from using impolite or disrespectful comments. Do not use any of the characters I have redesigned (remake designs) or my original characters as your profile picture.

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The war is over. Voldemort is dead, and slowly, his followers are being captured, and sentenced to life in Azkaban. But things are still dangerous, with the most notorious of Death Eaters still at large. Things aren't as well-off as the Wizarding World would like it. What's worse, they have lost their hero. Realizing that he was the seventh Horcrux, Harry sacrificed himself to destroy Voldemort, leaving his friends, family, and Inima behind. Draco is certain he is gone forever. But when a mysterious woman offers him a chance to bring Harry back, Draco knows he must do whatever it takes. But getting Harry back isn't the only thing he has to worry about. Eager for revenge, his aunt and father have teamed up to destroy him. And the darkness from Harry's past continues to haunt him. Will Draco succeed in bringing Harry back, only to lose him again?

Just a question, what is the next?

A few poems I have written. The last two are from a romance novel I am currently writing and the first is one I am thinking of entering into a contest. This is really going to be my place where I will put all my poems.

Still, I Choose You -by Meghavi Verma Some love stories begin beautifully. Others survive beautifully. Aarav and Meera fall in love quietly-only to be tested by emotional mistakes, misunderstandings, and painful silence. When feelings overpower understanding and wrong choices create distance, love begins to fade... but never fully disappears. Separated by growth and regret, they must decide whether love deserves a second chance-or whether some choices change everything forever. Still, I Chose You is an emotional novel about imperfect love, personal growth, and the courage it takes to choose someone again-after everything.

Quotes, thoughts and stories on men

Aiko is 16 - beautiful, admired, and completely empty inside. She moves through life like a shadow, smiling on the outside, hollow on the inside. No one notices. No one asks. Then she meets Kenji. He's Handsome. Quiet. No one knows who he is or where he came from. He doesn't talk much - just watches with calm, unreadable eyes. For the first time, someone sees her - really sees her. And slowly, her world begins to change. But Kenji carries his own silence. And not all darkness stays hidden forever.

According to the Oxford English Dictionary, the longest word in English is: *pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis* It refers to a type of lung disease caused by inhaling very fine silica particles. This word has: - 45 letters - 18 syllables It's considered the longest English word by the Oxford English Dictionary and the Guinness Book of World Records. Would you like to know more about this word or its origins?

This story is my AU. This story is about how unlikely friendships are made and how people are more then they seem. More description is need the AU explanation

Lyrics to songs by Avenged Sevenfold, pretty straightfoward really ;P .............................................. ---RIP Jimmy "The Rev"--- ....................<3.....................

The story begins in April of 2017. Annabelle Evans is a writer in her 20's living in Chicago; she writes a relationship column for an online entertainment company and was recently approached by her editor to put together a book about her own relationships. It sounded like an easy task ...Or so she thought... After days of nothing but a trash bin full of crinkled notes and a blank word document, Annabelle begins to search inside of herself to find inspiration. Little did she know this was going to open up a part of her mind she had locked away tight. Is she ready to let these memories live with her in the present?

It's in our blood, it's in our hearts... can we forgive, it's tearing us apart.

He looked at her saying nothing, but it was the kind of nothing that meant everything. In front of him he could see a broken angel trying to hold back her tears but she couldn't hide them any more and as she started to cry he hugged her, a hug to tell her that no matter what he will always be there for her. She had her face buried in his shoulder, crying till he felt his bones grow wet and weak from her tears, he had thought he was strong but when she cried he knew he wasn't strong enough for it.