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The General's Daughter: The Mission

Her childhood was forged in shadows, and she was sharpened into a weapon, trained to be a ghost, a killer—an instrument of vengeance. The target: a decorated general who brought down her family. But fate doesn't follow orders. Just as Lara was about to execute her long-planned mission, everything spiraled out of control. A military convoy intercepted her escape route—escorting none other than the general himself. And then came the moment that changed everything. A blinding crash. Screeching tires. Her body was thrown like a ragdoll, then darkness. She had a fleeting recollection of another world, another lifetime where kings ruled the land with an iron fist. But she woke up, and twelve long months had passed.  She did not know where she was or who she was. She remembered nothing. They told her different names. A child with trembling hope whispered, “Mommy, your name is Moira Torres.” Her doctor insisted, “Your admission slip says Larissa Reyes.” A hardened general leaned close and commanded, “Remember who you are. Remember your mission.” Then another general—dangerously calm, incredibly familiar—looked at her as if she mattered and asked, “Can I call you Lara?” The name unlocked something buried deep in her soul. Lara Norse Kromwel. Daughter of General Odin Norse. Empress of the First Empire. But the man who watched her most closely dismissed it with cold certainty. “This is the 21st century,” he said. “What nonsense are you spouting? What Empress? You are my woman. You can only be mine!"
Azalea_Belrose · 15.8k Views

Damn It, My Alien Sons Are Trying to Kill Me

Leon never expected his second life to be spent on a quiet farm in Kansas. As a time traveler, he had prepared himself for magic, systems, grand destinies, and maybe even a world-saving mission. What he did not prepare for… was raising alien babies dropped onto his land like deliveries from the universe’s worst postal service. The first spaceship he found changed everything. For one brief, glorious moment, Brian thought he had picked up Superman, the greatest hero in American comics. His heart soared. A superpowered son, a peaceful farm life, and maybe he could retire at twenty-two. Then the system activated. And it told him the truth. This baby wasn’t Superman. He was from the Motherland. From that day on, Leon’s life sank into chaos. Instead of noble heroes, the system continued sending him “fallen stars” from across the multiverse. Not defenders of justice, but walking disasters. One grew up to be a godlike tyrant. Another was born with a tragic destiny to kill his own father. Each new child pushed Leon’s lifespan closer to the brink. Years later, as another spaceship streaked across the night sky and crashed into his field, Leon raised his head, dead inside. “System,” he sighed, “how many more father-killers are you planning to send me? Are you trying to bury me on my own farm?” And with the exhaustion of a man who had lived through too many cosmic catastrophes… He raised a middle finger at the falling star.
Kazenova · 191.4k Views

Douluo Continent: Mirror Dance Across The Sky, Shattering The Gods

Unexpectedly transmigrating to the Douluo Continent, he became a newborn baby abandoned in the wild by his biological parents. Fortunately, a patrol of Spirit Hall soldiers passed by, and a couple in the patrol adopted the infant, naming him Dongfang Jing. Three years later, the couple had a daughter named Dongfang Yao. However, one day, their parents suddenly passed away, and from then on, the brother and sister depended on each other for survival. He was her support, the ray of light the girl longed for most. She was his little sun, the only warmth in the boy's cold world. At the age of six, Dongfang Jing awakened his Martial Soul Shattered Mirror and innate full soul power, and a 'mirror image' identical to his was born. In order to gain the power to protect his sister, the boy repeatedly broke the rules, cultivating the Shattered Mirror Martial Soul to its peak. From then on, in the Soul Master world, no one could help but tremble at the mention of that silver-haired boy. Dai Mubai: "Impossible! He's the same age as me, so why is his soul power so much higher than mine?!" Ma Hongjun: "Ugh~ My Demon Orb!!! He was clearly hundreds of meters away from me, how did he attack me?" Tang San: "I can't tell, I really can't tell! Which one is his true form?" Grandmaster: "My theory is never wrong! This must be an illusion, hahahahaha!" Qian Renxue: "Such a genius must be used by me!" Tang Hao: "You hindered Xiao San's growth, so I must kill... Hmm? How did Ah Yin end up in your hands?" Dongfang Yao: "Brother is mighty(??????)??" (This story involves torturing Tang San and Ma Hongjun, without forcibly vilifying any factions or having them join any sects, but there will be some plot development.)
Ficthoria · 3.2k Views