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[ CHAPTER UPDATE AT: TUESDAY, THURSDAY, SATURDAY. ] 09:00 PM ( IST ) Look Behind is an urban psychological thriller about identity, control, and the quiet horror of living two lives at once. Paul is a student by day, an observer by necessity, and something far less ordinary by night. His life runs on repetition. School. Work. Surveillance. Every choice feels scripted, like something unseen is always standing just behind him. The story begins with a quiet alley incident. A transfer student is killed. Two people witness it. And somehow, Paul is there. What starts as a simple investigation fractures into something deeper. Paul wants answers—but the closer he gets, the less control he seems to have. Decisions are made around him. Paths are closed without explanation. And someone else keeps stepping in before he can. A GHOST, who leaves the scene like rituals. Appears and disappear with only leaving a meaning which shouldn't exist. As justice gives way to obsession, and normalcy becomes a liability, Paul is forced to confront a question he can no longer avoid: Is he chasing the truth… or being guided toward it? And the at the end only one question remains. Can you solve the first? Or story sloves you first?

After her inexplicable death in her sleep, Kurokawa Saki was thrown into the Death Game section selection. Receiving information that there are 12 players with various different IDs, she quickly found out how unreliable most of them were. Moreover, half of them were in the Red party and the other half was in the Black Party. So the werewolves game has started. Moreover, the game still gave them inexplicable missions from time to time. Kurokawa Saki: “...” It's so exciting. When the mainline started and the ‘dead’ players received new ID, they had just realized the game was driving them further and further away in various ‘fun’ scenarios. … [No. 1]: I know that I'm the member of the organization on the surface but what the hell is this task of dancing in the nightclub? Moreover, I'm being hit on and could only run away. That blond haired bartender has been glaring at me! [No. 2]: My second ID is a high school student and I transferred to Teitan High School. Due to the mission to get Sonoko's sister's phone number, I had to play with these two students and Conan has been glaring at me, ah, ah! [No. 3]: My first ID is a killer, the second one is a serial killer, and the third one is a drug dealer. Can't you give me a normal identity? I didn't even dare to come out of my house now! [No. 4]: I'm a police officer, but I'm not even as good as an elementary school student in solving cases. And what do you mean that I'm just a violent police officer, huh? Watch me break the telephone pole, you b*stard! + 8 more people. … After a few scenarios, everyone came to the same conclusion The players: This game is too hard! Not only do they have to act in accordance with their ID card, they also have to complete various strange missions. So… let's make trouble :) When the vice leader of their group sees what they have been doing through their daily share in the chat…. Public Security Officer [5]: … NO, What the hell is wrong with you? One of you is fighting with Shuichi Akai and the other one is fighting with Furuya Rei? You even earn exclusive titles from them! You two are on the freaking Red Side! The two troublemakers: Hehe, sorry, Vice Leader, we're under too much pressure and fighting can enhance ‘friendship.’ Public Security Officer [5]: No, your exclusive titles from them show how much they hated you. And when he tried to calm down, he found out the others are not any better. [6]: Wow, it's so fragrant to tease this pink haired post graduate school student~ [7]: Ah, I nearly died in the hands of Gin… when can I receive the death script QAQ [8]: Let me fight the FBI again. I'm itching to fight. [9]: Why do I have to be the attending doctor of the main characters, ah… [10]: Oh, I just threatened Vermouth [11]: Oops, Conan is glaring at me for teasing Ran [12]: Hey, this female announcer is really nice. I felt bad for lying to her. As the only serious one, no. 5 just wanted to say one thing: [5]: …Destroy it. I'm tired. … Note 1: There’ll be OOC and the character's interpretation might not be correct. A lot of original characters in the world’s settings, playing for fun and all. (more wines and police officers, a few original cases, and the player group’s self made case) Note 2: There will be a lot of personal subjective thoughts in the article. If you have any parts that you don’t agree with, please stop the loss in by clicking the arrow on the upper left corner in time. Thank you for your cooperation. Note 3: The style is mixed between comedy and tragedy… you’ve been warned Note 4: This is a fan fiction, I don't own the characters belonging to the comic. I only made a few original characters for the sake of the story Note 5: I made this more for myself and for fun so eh, don't expect too much

Wondered if a cryptomining app would make you a Superhero..or villain? Damen Dark is an unfortunate orphan trapped in a cruel household, forced to endure the abuse of his uncle, his family, and a world that seems determined to break him. One ordinary day, he receives a mysterious link on his phone advertising a new app—DemCoin, a cryptocurrency mining program. Damen knows it’s probably a scam. But curiosity gets the better of him. At first, the app seems harmless. It “mines” coins by targeting living beings—stray animals… and people. With little expectation, Damen uses it as a private outlet for his bottled-up anger, siphoning coins from those who torment him: his family, his classmates, the bullies who rule the streets. It feels like justice. It feels good. But DemCoin is far more than a mining app. As Damen accumulates enough coins, hidden features unlock—features that allow him to target individuals and steal their powers. What begins as survival turns into temptation, and temptation into transformation. With every stolen ability, Damen grows stronger… and more dangerous. Now faced with unimaginable power, Damen must choose who he will become. Will he take revenge on a world that never showed him mercy, or rise as a hero to protect it? The truth lies somewhere in between. In a cruel twist of fate, Damen soon realizes the irony of power: the stronger he becomes, the greater the threats that hunt him. And worse still, DemCoin is not just a tool—it is a force, subtly guiding his path. Whether he knows it or not, the app isn’t shaping him into a savior. It is forging a supervillain. And Damen Dark may have no choice but to become exactly that.

The goddess of Lies, Trickery, death, fertility, spiders. She goes by many titles but to the god realms she is simply known as Arachne. As one of the most powerful and respected gods Arachne lived a life of luxury watching over the mortals in the lower realm treating them as her own children as she was unable to bear her own. One day, after returning after disappearing for many years, she brought the news to her fellow gods that she was finally pregnant with a single offspring. Odd for a spider to bear only one child many had questions but thought nothing of it until it was revealed who the father was. Disgusted, betrayed, and angered, almost all in the God Realms turned against her forcing her to send own unborn child down into the mortal realms under the protection of one of her little critters. This is the story of said daughter. Watch as she pushes through all adversity until only she stands as the apex predator of all realms.

Xiao Feng returns from abroad, originally intending to have a one-night stand, but unexpectedly finds himself entangled with the icy CEO. Helplessly, he can only marry into a wealthy family. If he's going to be a son-in-law, he'll be the strongest in history. "Here is one million. It's your compensation for last night. If you manage to survive three days, I will come to you again!" "..."

The most dependable (sarcastic) assassin -- Gao Xuan. Developing himself with an inventory of powerful gear. A master of biding his time, backstabbing, and brutalizing weaklings. Don’t love me. Nothing would come out of this. I am an assassin without feelings.

Hello, my name is Bologue Lazarus, a debtor. The wound on Bologue's face is healing at an observable speed. The blood remaining on his face flows back, and the skin is reattached, as if time is reversing. Faced with the terrified dying demon, he whispered. This is my "blessing", the "debt" I owe. Sixty-six years ago, with the end of the Scorched Earth Fury, Opus of Oath City rose from the ruins of the Holy City. Sixty-six years later, the Kagader Empire and Rhine Alliance, two colossal entities spanning the continent, are plotting another all-consuming war. Order Bureau, King's Secret Sword, Order of Truth, Corrupted Sect, All Secrets Order... existences hidden in the shadows of history, trying to join this grand celebration. Under the curtain, the devils enjoy the agony of mortals, taste the values offered, manipulate fate, and bestow curses and blessings. Gazing at the mortals who were originally kindred spirits, they loathe and slaughter each other...

[2020’s Most Thrilling Soldier King Novel Online!] The Dark World’s number one assassin—Ye Huan, who strikes fear into the hearts of leaders across nations, is forced to return to Huaxia and marry an icy CEO due to an order from his mentor. Simplicity and directness are my art of dealing, and taking action if unsatisfied is my life attitude. Can money buy anything you want? Sorry, but the number of digits in my bank account exceeds those in your ID number! Watch as the top assassin navigates the bustling city, tramples over arrogant youths, and unifies the world of elites!

[Explosive and thrilling, read by thousands] He was the Magic Shadow Assassin, he was the King of Soldiers! The favored son of a mysterious special forces unit, he lay low in the metropolis for a mission that could not be disclosed. With a pair of iron fists, he fought through the Demons and Ghosts lurking in every dark corner. With a Military Spike in his hand, he shattered the survival laws of the urban jungle. I am the Warrior King of the jungle; in the city, I, too, am King. The stunning landlady said, "Yang Fei, you scoundrel, pay up the eight hundred you owe me for the rent before you come here bragging!"

Corvus Ashford knows oaths are lies and survival is rebellion. So he rebels in full—unflinching, drenched in scarlet, and never smiling.  He was born to mayhem, but his brutal existence is interrupted when he collides with two sisters fleeing toward a promised sanctuary. Corvus learns the value of life. The sisters; the price of it. Together, they will find that mercy and cruelty are but faces of the same god.  To survive the coming Change, they must sacrifice the very things that once made them human. What to expect: Epic Scale: The first of four planned novels (Change, Loss, Conquest, Stygian). Progression without Numbers: No blue boxes. No status screens. Power is earned in blood, insight, and loss. Consequence-Driven: Plot armor does not exist here. Mistakes leave scars.

A US female soldier died after she was hospitalized after the terrorist attack on September 11 She was reincarnated in Naruto's world

We all need money. But what if it’s not just a need — what if it’s a must? A must so strong that it ends up costing your life.

Surviving the Game as a Barbarian is a Korean fantasy novel where 29-year-old gamer Hansu Lee is transported into his favorite, brutally difficult game, Dungeon and Stone, as the barbarian character Bjorn, son of Yandel. Using ten years of gaming knowledge, Bjorn must survive the dangerous Labyrinth, manage high taxes, and navigate a treacherous world to stay alive.

When Demons climb out of the Abyss, wearing human skin, and walk among you and me— Power is never free. Its price can be quantified. Paid in memories. In flesh. In sanity. What will you give? How much will you pay? When the Blood Moon rises twice over the earth, Demons are born from human madness. Raphael was once the youngest agent of the Southern Federation. He was betrayed, hunted, and left to die by the D-Fraternity. But he did not die. He returned from hell after trading his memories and body. Signing a contract with Demons in exchange for power. Now, this city will be his hunting ground. And he swore— to send Demons back to hell.

Kiara Kingsley had learned how to disappear. Exile taught her that—how to keep her head down, bury claws beneath skin, how to pass as human, how to raise a child in a world that would never understand what he truly was. For years, she believed she had succeeded. The past stayed silent. The pack stayed away. And her little Mat grew, blissfully unaware of the blood humming in his veins. Until the night he vanished. The hamlet spiraled into panic - questions,sirens,fear. But Kiara felt none of it. The air carried their scent.She knew exactly who had taken her little Mat. And she knew what it would cost to get him back. Returning meant facing Caspian Silverheart—her Alpha mate, the one man she never learned how to hate. The same man who had stood frozen and shattered as his father pronounced her banishment, sealing her fate before their entire pack. Kiara never blamed Caspian. Some sins were too heavy to share, and she had carried hers alone. To bring Mat back, Kiara knew she must return beyond the veil and face the one truth she had spent years avoiding. Some betrayals were written into fate long before love ever had a choice. Crossing the veil, Kiara expected judgment, hatred, and the ghosts of everything she had destroyed. What she did not expect was a world she no longer recognized. The pack she left behind had been reshaped. Power had shifted. Familiar laws felt dangerously flexible. And the silence surrounding her little boy’s disappearance was far too deliberate to be accidental. As old bonds resurfaced and buried truths began to stir, Kiara realized her exile may never have been about punishment. It may have been about erasure. And the laws governing blood, lineage, and power now circled dangerously close to Mat as well. Because Mat was not just her little boy. He was a convergence…of bloodlines, of broken oaths, of a future the pack was never meant to unlock. Now that she had returned, the lies holding their worlds together were beginning to fracture.

Listen to me closely. Never, and I mean NEVER, leave a hate comment on a game forum right before you die. My name used to be... well, it doesn't matter. I was a 34-year-old salaryman who died in the stupidest way possible. How? I got slapped to death for grabbing a high school girl’s "assets". Wait, hold on! Don't look at me like that! It wasn't my fault, okay? My hand just moved on its own! It was just a tiny, split-second intrusive thought! Come on, you guys reading this—don't act like saints. You’ve had those dark urges too, right? You’ve wanted to grab something forbidden at least once in your life, right?! RIGHT?! Anyway, she slapped me. So hard my soul literally ejected from my body. I thought that was the punishment. I was wrong. When I opened my eyes, I was in [Legends of Valtheris]. Yes, that trash game. The one with the cliché plot where the world ends because some teenage students get their hearts broken. And the worst part? I didn't become the Hero. I didn't become the Villain. I became Revan von Alstaire. The background character. The loser. The guy I literally insulted online five minutes before I died. I called him a "Simp" and laughed at his "Tiny D*ck." Fate is truly a comedian. Now, I’m destined to be the bullied lackey of the future Villainess, Sylvia von Vespera. The game script says I should lick her boots, accept her abuse, and die with her like a loyal dog. Screw that. Remember my last comment? "Revan is such a loser! Tiny dck! If I were you, instead of bowing down, I would squeeze her boobs and own her completely! Garbage character!" Well, it seems God took that personally. Fine. You want a show? I’ll give you a show. I won’t be a simp. I won’t filter my words anymore. I’ll let my intrusive thoughts win. I’ll turn this trash plot upside down—even if I have to slap every "Genius" in this academy to do it.

​I didn't run. I lunged forward into the yellow fog, my "Focus" narrowing my reality until only the math of the air existed. I drew a single, black-oxidized needle and channeled a discordant Wind-Nature pulse into the tip, matching the 18.2 kHz resonant frequency of the pollen grains. ​Ability: Static Membrane (Aerosol Variant). ​The yellow cloud didn't explode. It underwent a Structural Collapse. The high-frequency vibration shattered the molecular cohesion of the pollen, turning the neurotoxin into harmless dust that fell into the mud with a wet thud. ​I appeared behind the Senju specialist, a man clad in blue-plated iron that looked slick with condensation. He was mid-sign, his fingers forming the Snake seal. ​Analysis: Linear velocity V = 16 m/s. Reaction window: 120 ms. ​I didn't use a fireball. I used Biomechanical Precision. I stepped into his guard, my shoulder hitting his sternocleidomastoid muscle with 650 Newtons of force. As he gasped, I drove my palm into his sternum, injecting a 115 Hz vibration directly into his vagus nerve. ​His heart rate didn't just drop; it entered Ventricular Fibrillation. He collapsed into the viscoplastic mud, his system crashing into total failure.

Sven Laocard is a respectable aristocrat, son of the head of the Blue Rose clan. But no one knows that Sven from another world has taken over his body. He has lived in Sven Laocard's body for 16 years. All these years, he has been preparing to meet the real hero, Qin Di Shan, also a man from another world. In the original book, “The Keeper of Ashes,” Qin Di killed everyone for his own purposes. Sven, having lived in this book world, decided to save its characters.

The fjord lay calm, its surface like polished glass, reflecting the leaden clouds hanging in the sky. Flocks of ravens circled back and forth, heralding the bitter northern winds soon to sweep southward. This was the very first scene the protagonist beheld after traveling through time to ninth-century Scandinavia. He had become nothing more than an ordinary self-sufficient farmer, with only a barren, desolate wheat field to his name. For centuries, the glory of the Roman Empire had crumbled into dust. The world lay shattered, kings waged endless wars against one another, and in this turbulent, dark Middle Ages, his first task was simply to survive—then, somehow, to find a way to end the chaos… .......... HeadOver to my patreon for 75+ advanced chapters: patreon.com/YonkoSlayer