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The Names... RIYURA SHIKO! - 名前は…リユラ・シコ!

Riyura Shiko isn't your average transfer student-he's a walking thunderclap in a school uniform, armed with a red bow tie, gravity-defying purple hair, and the kind of energy that could power a small city. After a catastrophic incident involving pudding, a ferret, and one tragically heroic trampoline, Riyura is relocated to the halls of Jeremy High in hopes of a "fresh start." The problem? Wherever Riyura goes, normality checks out early. From the moment he bursts through the school gates-shouting greetings at trees, challenging basketball players to dribble pineapples, and composing lunch-table operas for his dumplings-Jeremy High becomes a whirlwind of laughter, embarrassment, and improbable friendship. Yet beneath the slapstick chaos beats a restless heart. Riyura's outrageous confidence hides a kid who's terrified of being ordinary, and his unstoppable antics are his way of reminding everyone-especially himself-that joy still matters. As his classmates slowly learn to see past the absurdity, they discover a spark they didn't know they needed: the courage to be strange, sincere, and fully alive. The Names Riyura Shiko! is a high-energy shonen comedy packed with ridiculous stunts, heartfelt surprises, and the occasional flying pineapple. It's a story about finding belonging not by fitting in-but by blowing the doors off normal and dancing through the confetti that follows. And it is highly unfunny... because it does not aim to be funny. It aims to be as stupid as possible to the point where it annoys the viewer. Because being funny ain't my middle name, because why would I want that! - Sincerely Locke Weisz... :))
Shyzuli_Lolz · 57.1k Views

Iterant

Lucian Vael is a B-plus student at the world’s most prestigious magical academy: quiet, grieving, and very good at going unnoticed. Then the Athenaeum dies. On the 14th of Ashara, a Category Nine Threadstorm tears through the heart of Veranthos, unmaking stone, glass, flesh, and the laws that hold them together. Lucian dies under the ruins with dust in his lungs and his last thought fixed on his mother. Four seconds later, he wakes in his dormitory. It is 6:47 AM. The same morning. The same boot hits the same floor. The same people walk toward the same deaths. The force that returned him is not merciful. It is a dead thing’s will, knotted into his soul, and it obeys rules no human mind was meant to understand. Death resets his body but not his memory. The checkpoint can shift without warning. And if Lucian tries to tell anyone what he knows, the binding begins to unravel his life force, and theirs. He cannot warn the academy. He cannot ask for help. He cannot afford to waste a single death. So Lucian begins to study the apocalypse. Every loop gives him another fragment: a hallway that collapses, a professor’s experiment, a district already fraying at the edges, a person who can be saved if he reaches them soon enough. Every answer costs him pain. Every success is temporary. Every morning returns the people he loves to danger, whole and unaware. To save them, Lucian will have to become more than brave. He will have to become precise. Ruthless. Brilliant by accumulation, not by gift. And before the day is over, he will learn the question at the heart of the loop is not whether he can save everyone. It is who he chooses when he cannot.
petalgrave · 4.3k Views

We Who Survived The Sky

They say, although you never really know how reliable 'they' are, that over five million people go missing every year and are never heard from again. Is that worldwide? America only? I never cared enough to pay attention, because as far as I was concerned, it had nothing to do with me. No one I know has ever disappeared, and the odds say that no one I ever know ever will. There's more people who live in New York City than that, and I've never even been to New York City, much less lived there. I don't know anyone who has. Besides. There's so many more pressing matters to think about. I never have the sort of free time I need to think that, really, I'm playing a lottery with crappy odds I didn't ask to play in. Every single person I know is another entry every year, and first prize is ending up among those people that lose someone who never reappears. Sooner or later, there's a lot of people who win the grand prize jackpot they didn't know they were competing for. At seventeen the state of Oregon doesn't think I'm ready for the cut-throat world of scratch tickets and guessing lottery numbers. Turns out there's some lotteries out there that you don't need to play to win. Some people see their numbers on the television, some people have to wrestle them back from enthusiastic shop owners, and then some people take the scenic route from the bus stop and run into a wall of light and weightlessness halfway home. I grew up in a little town in the Pacific Northwest that's never been in any movies, and I hit the jackpot at seventeen years old.
Amesaya · 110.2k Views

Illusive Eden - He Pretends He's the Hero

Neva and Rhett—two young souls—find their heartstrings woven in love. But just as passion and peace begin to bloom, fate intervenes. Bleak, haunting circumstances scatter blades across their romance, threatening to tear them apart. Ishmael—a man with a heart of thorns—yearns to mend the wound of losing Neva. And in the end, rays of love and joy filter through the clouds of horror that darken his world—as Neva appears before him once more. Twisted fate entangles them all, revealing the Game of Sphere, as misery scorches their souls. A concealed life beyond turns its pages—one after another—gathering sin and virtue, tragedy and fortune, strength and frailty, creation, love... and hate. Illusion is where we live—in the garden of Eden before the fall of man. Illusion is serenity—an evermore sanguine of love. The vision of paradise in the New Earth sows hope deep in the soul. The delusory pleasures of this world ignite the flames that burn in oceans of fire. Illusive Eden is rapture. Illusive Eden is tragedy. The fall of man—even now bleeds red. The whisper whirls the dawn of a man—he who pretends to be the hero. --- The girl who once vowed to be his forever Now forbids him to ever appear. She refuses to recognize him, Disregarding all he ever was. He vows to protect her. Yet he is the terrifying truth she prays is a lie. He trips her, rips her apart— He's the living tragedy looming over her life. He once was her Elayne, now her hiraeth. He is the villain—pretending to be the hero. --- The Lord is the way— Steady through the wilderness. The King is the truth— Burning through the lies. The Father is the life— Breathing spirit into dust. She kneels before the Ruler, The God who shaped galaxies— He has called her a poet. Her tongue shall be anointed. Her poetry shall be the rivers of His word. She will scatter seeds in broken fields, And He will send the sun. He will send the rain. He will draw the roots down deep. He yields to the Ruler, The God of blazing holiness— He has called him a soldier. His fists shall be unclenched. The sword of the Spirit rests in his grip. He will shield the sower of the seeds, As storms rise against the harvest. His strength will be not his own, But drawn from the marrow of grace. This faith shall shake the mountains, For He has conquered the filth of the flesh. This flame will cleanse the shadows. For He has defeated the darkness. This love shall live on for eternity, For He has overcome the mortal world.
NehaPriaa · 331.9k Views

Surviving the apocalypse with a wife and a system! [GL]

Bai Li suddenly wakes up to find herself transmigrated into the world of a book as one of the countless cannon fodder followers of the heroine, Yan Cijin and what’s more, there’s even a system in her head, claiming to be some sort of survival mod system! But that’s not all! The world she is transported into is a world which is nearing its end and a huge zombie apocalypse is about to break out soon! With all these terrible conditions, Bai Li felt as if she had been thrown into literal hell! According to the system, in the original book, Yan Cijin was an abused heroine who was constantly surrounded and pursued by a bunch of crazed and obsessive male leads who wanted to take ownership of her. Yan Cijin was always running away from them with her little daughter and trying to survive but as if the author hates her, he constantly makes her life harder, filled with betrayals, being found out every time and escaping with her life on the line. This same routine continued for years but one day, Yan Cijin’s daughter was killed by the trap set by the male leads. That day changed everything. In her rage, she awakened her inner potential and her rage and despair was so great that she completely destroyed the whole world and even the author himself. Bai Li felt sad for her and decided to not only survive but change the fate of Yan Cijin and the little cub. She saved them from zombies, gave them supplies, and helped Yan Cijin grow stronger. When Yan Cijin was bullied by someone, she immediately held her in her arms and slapped the bully to death. When Yan Cijin got even a simple cut on her hand, Bai Li held her like a precious vase and even threatened a doctor and asked her to treat her. The child would also call her mom in a cute and sweet little voice. Unknowingly, they fell in love with each other.Bai Li felt as if she had found her own family in this foreign world. >Yan Cijin’s daughter is actually her deceased sister’s daughter. [Both Bai Li and Yan Cijin are each other’s first love and relationship.] > Our protagonists are absolutely loyal to each other and truly love each other. There’s no other love interests. > You should already know but this is a yuri novel. If you don’t like it, get out then. Do not taint our sacred place with your existence. – . – > My main account novel is "Maybe My Soulmate! [GL]" Do check it out. Original Book
Love_GL · 181.7k Views