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The world does not want a savior; it wants a weapon it can control. When the light of his world was extinguished by a Seele, a young boy’s grief gave birth to a terrifying resolve. Paralyzed no longer, he claimed the burden of the "Scarecrow"—a protector destined to stand in the center of the carnage, wielding a fierce, blue-tinted flame that burns with a heat the world has grown to loathe. In this era, such a Gift is no beacon of hope; it is a cursed anomaly, marking him as a pariah even as he serves as humanity's shield. His mission is fueled by a selfish vow: he has seen the worst this world has to offer, and he will slaughter every Seele in existence to ensure no one else has to witness that horror. But the Scarecrow does not burn for himself. Every searing blast of blue fire is for the one soul he refused to lose—the girl who remains his only home in a world of wreckage. She is his final tether to reality, the reason behind his crusade, and the only anchor keeping his humanity from being consumed by his own Blue Rage. Together with Squad Segment 663, he is deployed under the cold, calculating gaze of The Skulls—architects of a system where lives are merely data points on a probability monitor. From forgotten borders to decaying strongholds, they are the U.W.D.S.’s most efficient tools of "purification." Yet, in the silence between battles, a mysterious figure lingers. An unnamed guide who speaks in echoes, she is a weeping contradiction who offers a haunting comfort that feels ancient and dangerously familiar. As the squad faces the encroaching darkness of the Seele and the rising threat of a rival power, the "Scarecrow" must decide: is he truly a hero, or just a broken child enforcing his trauma on a world that already hates him? In a war where trust is a liability, the people he protects may be the first to call him a traitor.

Mira never believed in being emotionally attached to celebrities. Until the music of a Korean rapper quietly enters her life. His lyrics feel like someone understanding feelings she never spoke aloud. What begins as curiosity slowly turns into admiration—and a world of imagination she calls her “Delulu World.” Through music, dreams, and quiet conversations that exist only in her mind, Mira begins discovering parts of herself she never understood before. MY DELULU is a heartfelt story about imagination, inspiration, and how sometimes the people we never meet can still change our lives.

This is an era where heroes emerge in great numbers! This is an era where death and hope exist side by side! This is an era where the old order and the fires of new civilizations collide! What kind of grand epic will be written by the decaying federation, the fanatic empire, the obstinate theocracy, and the stirring foreign races?

Chen Gu has transmigrated to a future world where some have superpower. They could release nuclear blasts barehanded; manipulate quantum teleportation to achieve instantaneity; exhale particle winds that could melt metal like dragons; and control human thoughts as a hacker does computers... But the first thing Chen needs to deal with is that he somehow has a forty-year-old son. "Are you saying... you are my father?" "No, I am your son."

In times of war… What is a Battle Mecha engineer expected to do? Are they expected to do research and realize their imagination? How about a Battle Mecha pilot? Are they expected to enter battle with their mechas as they display their exquisite control through bizarre and bewildering techniques? What about a member of the special scouts? Are they expected to infiltrate deep into the enemy lines as they use stellar unarmed fighting skills to suppress the enemy with a single move? Or are they expected to make use of disguises and stealth techniques to take out the enemy? And what about a military officer? Are they expected to analyze the outcome of a battle? Or are they expected to create brilliant strategies to triumph over the enemy through a miraculous move? For someone who excels in human psychology, deceit, assassination, and disguise, what happens when that person is merged with all those professions? This is the story of a cowardly, wretched, and despicable fatty.

In the post-apocalyptic era, amidst the wasteland and chaos, the great path reaches the heavens. Mad Outer Gods, uncontrollable cursed cultivation methods, extraordinary martial artists facing ominous old age... Above the starry sky, deities circle, and below, ghosts roam at night! In this doomsday scenario, Xu Shu carries the "Primordial Scroll" and transmigrates. Through a simulation game, he achieves one exclusive accomplishment after another, seeking a sliver of hope for survival. The ten-day apocalypse, the Dragon King returns, resurrects his lover, and saves the world; With a passionate and generous heart, he fights and conquers while carrying the burden of a grieving father whose child was stillborn... As more and more accomplishments are achieved, he gradually lets himself go within the simulation game. Until... A true disciple of the Female Void Palace is pregnant overnight, announcing an emergency lockdown; The long-extinct master of the White Jade Capital rises from the grave, destroys enemies with a wave and proves his Dao as a Great Emperor; A shepherd boy arrives at the gates of the Holy Temple, claiming to be Ye Su; Moreover, a young man riding a cow attains enlightenment, leaving Hangu Pass and preaching with a scroll: - The human race must strengthen itself. You may admire me, but there's no need to worship me; - Together, we punish those who claim to be gods! ... Dreams reflect reality, and more and more people begin to spread his name and words across the land. Only then does Xu Shu realize that the life he simulated has far-reaching effects, like a butterfly flapping its wings! And those rampant Outer Gods finally recall the fear that once dominated them... He dies thousands of times on the path to ascension, and another night passes in the Primordial Scroll. Suddenly looking back, he has shattered both heaven and earth. "I, Xu Shu, am a crude person. My apologies, fairy!" ---

Dreams are… a reality that only those who are capable can speak about. This was an era marked by the births of geniuses! This was an era where heroes could be found everywhere! The fierce conflict between the aristocrats and the civilians, the open and veiled battles between the Federation and the Empire, the restlessly lurking extraterrestrials… When the principles of truth were within the range of battleship cannons, when order had no place in this world… Mu Fan, with the mysterious intelligent life “Black” and his unwavering will, fiercely tore open the magnificent Great Galaxy Era!

In the neon of blue and purple, under the thick steel sky, at the forefront of this surge of data, lies the world post-tech revolution. It's also the dividing line between reality and illusion. Steel and flesh, past and future. In this place, the world outside and inside coexist. Everything in front of us feels like a wall of time within reach. The darkness is slowly creeping in. But hey, my friend, you gotta know, we can't just counter darkness with softness. Gotta use fire.

The first star that passed away extinguished two thousand years ago. Four hundred years later, the mysterious Calamity of Heavenly Fall destroyed the civilization of the previous era, returning thriving cultures to ignorance. Since then, stars gradually vanished, the Firmament grew dark and dim, and a new civilization rose from the starless wilderness, flourishing once more. Yet, what accompanied this were war, death, destruction, and hatred. The flames once aimed at the Firmament were used to slaughter the people of enemy nations, and the raining clouds once engineered to alter deserts were turned into floods that engulfed the land. Humans once again began to kill each other for wealth and power... but no one looked up at the sky. They lost the Guidance of the stars Above the Sky, forgetting the awe of gazing upon the Milky Way. They were all prisoners. One thousand six hundred years after the Calamity of Heavenly Fall, a young child awakened memories of his past life. He wanted to break the Cage, to throw off the shackles. He wanted to become a star. To return to Above the Sky. "I don't care about how the people of this world live, whether they're well-fed or not, whether they can dress warmly or live comfortably, whether they have dreams or hopes. I don't care about their loves and hates." "I just want to go Above the Sky." ——Ian.

In year 3245, due to all improvements of earth technologies, people accidentally created monsters that hunts human. With the lack of counterattack, God have mercy and helped his people. With the help of unknown asteroid that hit the earth, the balance has been set. People being awakened with unbelievable power. And the story begun.. The people who are awakened with power become the superhero. But superhero has weakness too. That is why, they have to be with someone who can soothe their power to continuously being human and not a monster. In this new world of fantasy, two men has been tied up with invisible string. To fight for the world and to also fight for their.. Love???!

Crossing over into the world of Cyberpunk 2077 should be an opportunity to make a big splash... Wait, hold on, isn't this the year 2075? Sure, it's already November, and 2076 is just around the corner, but I only know about what happens in 2077! In this world, you might not want to live, but you can't afford to not have a job. Anyway, let's start by becoming a mercenary and picking up gigs. That sounds simple enough, but getting a job from a fixer only to face off against an ACPA (Armored Combat Personal Assist) right off the bat—aren't we going a bit overboard here? And who's this daughter of Michiko Arasaka? I've only seen the demo; I don't know these people! What kind of chaotic mission is this!? ----------------------- Original: https://www.qid ian.c om/book/1039781004/ Author: Zuo Yun ----------------------- Twitter-> https://x.com/SrMagnusBook ----------------------- Disclaimer: I do not own Cyberpunk 2077 or its universe. All rights belong to their respective creators. The only thing that belongs to me is the translation. If you find any errors, please leave a comment so I can correct them. Thank you!

A student with selective memory loss was trapped inside a glass capsule floating in outer space. She discovered that there were 23 other students in the same situation. As she recalls how that happened, a hologram named Author appeared. It announced that they were the 24 chosen players to participate in a survival game with 3 levels, different stages, and distinctive game categories. They must play life-threatening games while gaining their memories with the goal to be the Triumphant and claim the Tri-Prize–the Wealth, Health, and Stealth. What seemed to be a typical survival game hides a truth far more than just surviving.

On a young planet named Zanthora in the year 3000 human augmentation has been commercialized, humans are living longer and because of it the shape of society has changed, morality has slipped when there's virtually nothing in this world that can kill you, except for other people. A specialized group made for assassinations rises when death now becomes a commodity. Come follow the story of a young assassin on their way to the number one spot while changing the course of society itself. Blurb: "Clever Red, I'll give you that." Delta scoops up the tiny reaper into his arms and starts down the sidewalk away from the sirens and automated fire prevention drones. The rain fell and clutched to Red's cloak rolling down and off the fabric to the ground or through Delta as he walked. "Delta?" He looked down at the sound of his name to show that his attention was given. "Why can AI touch me?" Delta's grip tightened slightly at the question. "I'm not sure Red, maybe..." He paused briefly to look up at the heavily clouded sky. "Maybe it isn't so much AI can touch you Red, more..." Looking down the indicator for his partners' vital signs read unconscious, he smiled and kept pace in the rain changing his appearance to seem wet as he carried Zeto back to the safe house.

Sunless was eight years old when Anvil of Valor found him in the outskirts, half-starved and trailing a armored car through three blocks of slum without being detected. The patriarch of Clan Valor saw what he always saw when he looked at people: raw material. Taken through the Gateway into the Dream Realm and raised behind the walls of Bastion, Sunny grew up learning anatomy before arithmetic and kill angles before table manners. Anvil forged him into something quiet and precise, a weapon that could be aimed at a single target and trusted to strike without hesitation. The target was Nephis, daughter of the Immortal Flame. Sent to the Awakened Academy under the guise of an outskirts orphan, Sunny had one mission: ensure Changing Star never returned from the Dream Realm alive. But the Nightmare Spell had a sense of humor, and the Forgotten Shore didn't care about anyone's plans. Survival required cooperation, and cooperation required trust, and somewhere between the labyrinth of crimson coral and the dark sea that swallowed the world each night, the weapon began to wonder whether the hand that forged him had the right to choose where he fell.

In the year 2410, an ancient capsule from the ancestral homeworld crash lands near the Isidis Sea near a small town. Melbourne Acliate, a bright young high school graduate with an interest in robotics, finds the capsule before the Martian Republic Army arrives at the scene. His life changes forever when the capsule injects him with an illegal nanobot serum that grants him a highly illegal cyborg system designed to forcefully train supersoldiers. Now, as he begins an internship with Arian Horizons as a roboticist, Melbourne is pushed to evolve from a scrawny weakling into a hero of interplanetary proportions. Will he maintain his cover and live an ordinary life, be caught by the authorities of Sol as an illegal cyborg to be given the death penalty, or embrace his new being to the fullest extent and become a bastion of rebellion the likes of which the solar system has never seen before?

Subject 17 of the “Hyper Human” soldier program since the age of 5. Now 26, John has become the ultimate amalgamation of genetic and cybernetic engineering. After the war with the Korgani empire ended 3 years ago with the intergalactic peace treaty, John has been jumping between space stations and planets looking for a place to belong. Until one day, one of his old handlers, Malroy finds him at a bar and offers him a top-secret job. Without anything else to do and nowhere to go, John accepts the job. The problem occurs when the XT key that Malroy gave him that held the encrypted location units to the meeting place weren’t what they were said to be. Now, stranded in a hostile alien world, John must figure out a way to survive-and maybe even make it out of this damn rock.

After a devastating crash that should have ended his life, Pondaru Yamada wakes up in a body that isn’t fully his own—an unnervingly perfect shell branded with the mark of Project N4O-CHI, a blacksite program that erases humans and rebuilds them as living pleasure dolls. But Pondaru isn’t like the others. He bleeds. He hurts. He remembers things automaton like him shouldn't be capable of. Stripped of his old world, Pondaru finds himself in a decayed cyberpunk underworld where neon lights hide cruelty, androids are discarded like broken toys, and survival often means losing the last pieces of your humanity. Torn between the twisted kindness of a group of mercenary misfits and the looming shadow of the corporation that made him, Pondaru must navigate a world of lust, violence, and identity crisis—where every choice brings him closer to either reclaiming who he is, or becoming the product he was designed to be. In a city that devours the weak and worships desire, a place where compromise does not exist, one thought haunts him above all: If I bleed… then I must still be real…Right?

In the high-tech city of Huema, the battle between humanity and half-machines/half-humans has reached a breaking point. While the Cyborg Hunter Organisation (C.H.O.) trains elite students to defend the world from Cyborgs, a mysterious, silver-haired fragile boy named Daniel Vossler emerges from the shadows. He has no powers. He's not strong enough to fight them. Known as the "Ghost," Daniel is burdened by HREF syndrome, a rare neurological condition that allows him to perceive patterns in random objects and craft tactical miracles- like using a magnet and a parrot to overturn a cyborg’s logic. As the messianic figure Achlys declares a global war with a staggering 100,000-kill target, Daniel and his friends are thrust into a visceral struggle of betrayal, sensory manipulation, and survival. In a world racing toward cold, mechanical perfection, they must navigate the hidden pasts to uphold one simple, human mantra: "Stay flawed"

In the year 2247, the world as humanity once knew it has crumbled into the remnants of a fallen civilization. Beneath a rotting atmosphere and relentless storms of toxic dust that devour all life, the last refuge of humankind lies sealed within colossal glass domes known as the Seven Biotope Enclaves, controlled by the central government. But a buried truth is about to be exposed. When the most perfect bioweapon ever created escapes from a hellish research facility, the ironclad order of the domes begins to fracture. This is not merely an escape. It is the beginning of a world-shaking infiltration. A worthless scavenger boy is forced to join forces with an immortal weapon as they venture into the heart of a hidden power, confronting genetically engineered killers and uncovering secrets long buried beneath silence. The single key that will decide the fate of the world may lie within someone’s final breath. When the government sees you as nothing more than a test subject, rising up is no longer a choice. It is the only way to survive.

Blanca Frostine transmigrated into the very beast-world novel she’d been reading. Great. Fantastic. Even better? This world had a massive problem. In this empire, beastmen suffered from a condition called Hysteria. When their emotions spiked, they lost control and turned into rampaging monsters. When their emotions dipped too low, they reverted into small, helpless beast cubs. Therapy existed, technically, in the form of rare energy stones—but there was a catch. The stones only worked if they were hand-carved into the exact animal form of the beastman. The more realistic the sculpture, the stronger the calming effect. The more lifelike the carving, the more times it could be reused. Which was where Blanca’s luck kicked in. In her previous life, she’d been a legendary sculptor—wealthy, talented, and famously difficult to deal with. Her works were so vivid they felt like they were breathing. People waited months just to beg for a commission, and because she had zero patience for nonsense, the art world had crowned her with a fitting title: The Sculptress. So when Blanca realized she could carve energy stones better than anyone in this world, romance was not her first concern. Powerful beast husbands? Fated mates? Tragic, handsome generals with emotional damage? She waved all of it away. “I’ll date later,” she decided calmly. “After I get rich.” And so, instead of a love story, she opened a shop. A small, suspiciously low-effort store suddenly appeared on the Regional Network, selling palm-sized sculptures carved with terrifying realism. Just looking at the screen was enough to calm raging emotions. The empire lost its mind overnight. Orders flooded in. Nobles panicked. The military took notes. Unfortunately, the shop owner was… Lazy, sharp-tongued, and deeply uninterested in customer satisfaction. “No rush orders.” “No refunds.” “Stop messaging me at 3 a.m.” “And stop flirting in the reviews.” Still, her sculptures sold out within seconds. What Blanca didn’t expect was the growing number of powerful beastmen who began appearing in her life—each claiming they just needed emotional treatment, each lingering a little too long, each staring at her hands like they were something far more dangerous than weapons. After all, in an empire full of beasts who lost control when their emotions ran wild, Blanca Frostine was the only one who could calm them with a touch. And while she kept insisting she wasn’t interested in love— Love, unfortunately, seemed very interested in her. “Screw finding a husband,” Blanca thought, carving another masterpiece. “…Why do they keep lining up anyway?”