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Welcome to planet Talvaris, your generic isekai world filled with magic, dragons, and voluptuous female elves who look like they escaped from an illustrators search history. Everything here is as beautiful as the goddess Celes envision it, if you just ignore the slavery and racism on the corner. Unfortunately, maintaining this picturesque fantasy realm costs divine power. Luckily for the goddess, divine power can be charged by the Talvarians' prayer. And nothing beats the high-quality prayer of a Talvarian during the act of killing or being killed. That's why the occasional demon invasions are needed, oh and the OP otherworlder hero is also needed to tone down the invasion. Nobody wants the sweet Talvarians to get wiped out, right? But this time the celestial HR department makes a mistake. Alex Solomon is not a teenager, not handsome, and definitely not a Japanese. He is just a regular pot belly millennials who spend most of his time looking at the screen every day, just like the one who reading this now. Totally doesn't meet the goddess's standards. Hence, the beautiful but angry goddess cursed Alex Solomon to become an orc and banish him to the Demon Kingdom with nothing but a ability to access Earth internet. Stuck among demons, Alex Solomon decide if the goddess wants him to be a monster, he'll be the worst kind possible - a monster with ideas. Armed with memes, wikipedia articles, and misquoted great thinker, he and the demon army set out on a quest for revenge by doing the most disruptive thing that have been proven on earth: Building world peace, freedom, and democracy across Talvaris. One Tomahawk missile at a time. New Chapters every Tuesday & Friday For 30 chapters ahead, you can check at RR For 40 chapters ahead, you can check and support my patreon at patreon.com/Bimbanana

Albuquerque East High is supposed to be the most progressive, PR‑friendly school in New Mexico... so of course it's a disaster. Between taxpayer-funded K-pop pep rallies, mandatory "mindfulness" workshops, and a Student Council that runs the halls like a pink-washed dictatorship, the air here is thick with manufactured joy and desperate clout. It's a place where the social hierarchy is decided by TikTok views, and the chemistry teacher looks like he's one bad day away from a very violent career change. Into this circus walks Sebastian Vale: a gothic shadow with an old‑school 80s aesthetic, a razor‑sharp tongue, and a hatred for clout culture. He fronts a niche goth band called The Stigmata, hangs with the art freaks and rivetheads, and would rather set himself on fire than join Drama Club or Glee. The only thing weirder than the fact he might be psychic is that he's one of the few actually sane people on campus. Colliding with him-literally-is Lexi Monroe: East High royalty, Cheerios darling, social media it‑girl, and self‑branded "future icon." She lives online as @LexiLuxe, drives a pink Mercedes, wears Lava Springs money, and thinks "goth" means Billie Eilish core. One hallway crash, one spilled latte, and one ill‑fated eye contact later, Lexi decides Sebastian is her next project: the brooding goth boy she'll turn into the internet's newest aesthetic obsession. He wants to stay underground. She wants him to go viral. Surrounded by Wildcats, Plastics, Glee kids, skaters, juggalos, conspiracy nerds, foreign exchange weirdos, and a chemistry teacher who's one bad day away from breaking bad, Sebastian and Lexi stumble into a messy, darkly comic romance. This is a story about love, cliques, and the ugly truth behind "picture‑perfect" high school culture. Welcome to East High, where not everyone sings, not everyone is okay, and the real drama isn't on the stage, it's in the comments.

FOLLOW DA BOIS Day, Hollow, and Kaligo as they hunt horrifying Analog horror inspired monsters. THEY TRAVEL THROUGHOUT UNIVERES, MAKE LOTS OF JOKES, AND FUCK UP, (BUT NOT TOO BAD PROBABLY). THEY SHALL END THE WOR- WELL, TRY TO SAVE THE WORLD, AND MEET NEW BUDDIES (Lilly and Orian) WHO MAY OR MAY NOT DIE A FEW TIMES, YIPPIE.

Gather round, children! Pause your Fortnites, switch off your Tiktoks, and pop a Ritalin, for it's time for a story! A delightfully deranged story about the most wonderful time of the year: the apocalypse! A day of wrath! A day of mourning! Christmas trees and gingerbread houses in ashes burning! Clinch your butt-cheeks in horror, boys and girls! Biblically accurate angels have come to the North Pole! They come bearing prophecies of a Pagan purge. Santa Claus must surrender Christmas to the Holy Spirit, or else suffer the wrath of Heaven. Unless, in a last ditch effort, Santa Claus, our lovely Pagan giver of gifts, can kidnap a boy from the human world and train him to be her white knight. But the boy she chooses, Peter, is stupid, cruel, and naughty- the opposite of a hero. With no battle strategy and the Christmas Apocalypse only weeks away, he must learn to fight, to sledge, to bake delicious cookies, and recruit as many yandere Snow Witches, Penguin Queens, and tsun-tsun Peppermint Princesses as he can if he hopes to save Christmas.

Mansan's handsomeness is like a winter wind piercing straight into ladies' lungs. In the Kingdom of Inspiration, the King turned his handsome face into a weapon. No lady can survive looking into his eyes for more than five seconds. So when King Kunggyu realized Mansan could boost the economy for free, he immediately put that face to work. Why struggle with policies when you have a handsome man? The King dreams of making Inspiration so prosperous that even the sun feels embarrassed by its own brightness. But Mansan has only one goal: wipe out corrupt officials. Too bad the King just wants to profit from his looks. Now every noble is desperate to get close to him, and the King is quietly enjoying his 'market value' to pull all political power to his side.

In a world of magic and dragons, humanity's greatest hope is the Summoned Heroes. The Church of the Goddess, the only institution capable of performing the summoning ritual, did what any reasonable institution would do. They made a catalogue. Why rely on fate when you can have a price list? Different tiers. Different classes. Different budgets. From premium, battle-tested champions, to "affordable" options for struggling kingdoms. Because even the poor deserve their own personal hero. Unfortunately, one such "budget-conscious" kingdom got... Theo. A professional séance scammer. A necromancer who couldn't control the dead. A defective product. So, they did the logical thing: They threw him away. What no one knows is, he can summon the dead, even though his system only allows him to summon souls from Earth. From Archimedes to Nikola Tesla, Julius Caesar to George S. Patton, Leonardo da Vinci to... Steve Jobs? Men who shaped civilizations, now answering to a scammer. A kingdom forged from Earth's greatest minds to devour other kingdoms in Civara... and perhaps even the Goddess herself. There is just one problem. Right next door lies the Demon Kingdom, And it has been waiting to devour Civara, long before Theo ever arrived. --- New Chapter: Tue, Thurs, Sat

13x featured wattpad story. Before everything, it's assumed there was nothing, but what if there was no real difference between the two? Just two extreme philosophies from the first conflict. The planet Huom has been under observation for longer than should technically be possible. The primary watcher, a bitter black hole, is excited to see that there is finally a proverbial Darkness at the end of the tunnel. Meanwhile, on the planet, in the freezing mountains of Empris, Lyeasrakardsul, the oldest living sorcerer, suffers from devastating nightmares. At the same time, far away in the sandstone desert of Zenon, Herschel, a man filled to the brim with weird ideas is escaping a prison filled with strange old men. What does all this have to do with arsehole Gods, hairy Dwarfs, frustrated Afreets, curious Knomes, lizard-women, and nude Áettar? Perhaps Nothing, perhaps Everything... but why can't it be both?

They weren't supposed to have a life of their own. Lea and Zoe built one anyway. In a world of demons, strange powers, and even stranger people, the two grow up together, finding their place one disaster at a time. What starts as a chaotic life of curses, strange encounters, and dangerous missions gradually pulls them into conflicts far beyond anything they expected. And some friendships are tested by things stronger than curses.

Prologue The first thing the Republic banned was noise. Not all noise, of course. Machines needed noise. Generators hummed. Doors creaked. Pipes complained in winter. The robots made their various mechanical sounds, most of which Tom had never bothered to name. What he meant was human noise. Arguments. Complaints. Questions. Opinions. He considered these the four great enemies of civilization. That was why, on the day he founded the Meh Republic, Tom stood at the gate with a hammer in one hand and a freshly painted sign in the other. He looked at the empty road. Then at the seven robots standing behind him. Then at the sign. THE MEH REPUBLIC NO HUMANS ALLOWED FOUNDED BY MR. TOM FOR PROTECTION AGAINST HEARTBREAK AND HEART ATTACKS Tom nodded. "Perfect." One of the robots tilted its head. Tom pointed at it. "You understand?" The robot remained silent. "Good." For the first time in many years, Tom felt completely certain that he had made the right decision. He had no idea that, somewhere beyond the mountains, a small orange cat was about to change everything. He certainly had no idea that the Republic would one day have a new constitution. Or a new flag. Or a new Supreme Leader. Or that Tom himself would eventually become the last human president in a country whose population consisted mostly of machines and cats. At the time, however, he had only one concern. Peace. Silence. And absolutely no humans. It was, as it turned out, a terrible plan.

Nineteen-year-old Wataru Kurebayashi never believed a single act of kindness could ruin a life. After saving a stranger from a violent encounter, he awakens carrying something that was never meant to be his: Nagori, a fragment of another person's identity. The world he stumbles into has always existed in silence. Hidden among ordinary people are Utsuwa-individuals who survive by Harvesting Nagori from others. Every Harvest strengthens them while blurring the line between who they were and who they've become. To refuse is to slowly lose themselves. To accept is to slowly become someone else. Wataru wants neither. As he searches for a way to remain himself without stealing pieces of others, he finds a world divided not by heroes and villains, but by people who have all found different answers to the same impossible question: What is a person, if every part of them came from someone else? His journey draws him into conspiracies that span decades, secret organizations that shape society from the shadows, and philosophies that challenge the very existence of identity itself. Friends become mirrors. Enemies become uncomfortable truths. Every choice leaves a trace, and every trace demands to be carried by someone. In a world where memory can be taken, compassion can kill, and even the self is borrowed, Wataru must decide whether identity is something worth protecting-or whether it was only ever an illusion. NAGORI is a psychological urban fantasy exploring identity, altruism, memory, and the cost of remaining human when humanity itself can be stolen.

Betrayed and murdered in his past life, a cynical former manager is resurrected into a world of magic with a single mission: never to be used again. Armed with unstoppable hypnosis powers, he vows to rule through absolute mesmeric control and serve only himself. There's just one problem... his "OP" abilities are totally bogus, and he's the only one who doesn't know it!

What should I gift to my dad for Father's day ? That's what Iris was wondering. After seeing a Youtube video in which two men play around while imitating the powers given from a supposed grimoire, she decides to grab a copy for herself. Follow Iris who through the chapters, always finds another new and weirder way to put herself in danger in order to accomplish her goals. She's herself followed by her best friend Luna, who does her best to keep her safe from her own adventures. You have to see it to believe it, but you must believe in it for you to see it. If hope keeps us alive, then despair is but an aspiration for a better life.

A story about a man who thought his place was absolutely perfect - until a stranger fell asleep under his tree. Prophecy, bath, fire, dissolution. A birth that looks like a death.

Stupid Samuel lives in a tiny village that insists it makes sense, even when it doesn't. He tries to understand the world; the world tries nothing at all. What follows is a series of misunderstandings, misinterpretations, and small adventures that grow larger than anyone expects. This is the extended version of Stupid Samuel's narrative found in "Stupid Samuel and Other Stories."

Kisah Cinta absurd antara si Cowok semester tua dan si cewek berkacamata yang masih maba. Penasaran? ikuti ceritanya.

In a fed-up America, the Hope Party-led by a wholesome veterinarian-wins the presidency on a promise of simple decency. What follows is the most chaotic, innocent, and hilariously unbelievable administration in U.S. history. Every scandal has a perfectly logical (and perfectly absurd) explanation: CPR mistaken for an affair, tax breaks for billionaires thanks to a 1982 silver loophole, and a pelican-led press conference. The country laughs, cries, and learns that good intentions plus cosmic bad luck equals the funniest White House meltdown ever. A sharp, feel-good political satire where nobody's evil-just catastrophically unlucky.

cerita ini lanjutan dari This Is My Story. Kalo sempet, tinggalin jejak yaa, entah komentar, kritik, apapun itu. Pasti bermanfaat. Semoga kalian sukaaa. Terima kasih atas kesediannya! (y)

Vous êtes vous déjà réveillé, un beau matin, au beau milieu de la rue et sans le moindre souvenir, si ce n'est qu'il faut sauver la Terre des extraterrestres ? Personne ? Mais comment le monde sera-t-il sauvé, alors ? Heureusement, Jean-Hubert - appelons le donc ainsi pour le moment - est là ! Il est fringant, arbore une - somptueuse - moustache, et dispose d'une boîte en carton véritable. Avec lui, la Terre est sauvée d'avance, vous n'avez même pas besoin de lire cette histoire, en fait, puisque vous savez déjà comment ça va se finir (Par contre, mon éditeur me rappelle qu'il faut que vous veniez quand même pour la money). Attention, contient du langage grossier et des produits sucrés. Les cascades sont l'œuvre de professionnels, à ne pas reproduire chez soi. Ne pas avaler, ne pas inhaler, et ne pas utiliser pour allumer un réacteur de fusée dans votre salon. Rien dans ces pages ne vous aidera à comprendre pourquoi de la barbe pousse sur les plaques d'étain sans raison. Personne ne sait, ça ne fait aucun sens. Si vous avez des indices, veuillez contacter les autorités les plus proches. Inspiré de faits réels.

Seingatnya, tidak ada yang lebih cantik dari Ranum, walaupun melati sedang mewangi, kupu-kupu sedang beterbangan, dan mawar-mawar sedang merekah, tidak ada yang lebih menawan dari diri wanita yang ia puja, meskipun senja tengah merona, ataupun Presiden sedang berpidato, Iman tidak akan memalingkan wajah selain kepadanya.

A Collection Of Badly Written Poetry And Fiction Designed To Make You Tear Out Your Eyes And Curse My Name Until The End Of Time...