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After her grandfather's death, Bai Hanyun was disowned by her parents and cast out of the Bai family. With nowhere else to go, she left the city and returned to the countryside. There, by a twist of fate, she discovered an antique mirror hidden in the basement of her newly purchased home. From that moment on, strange events began to unfold—until one day, she stumbled upon a prayer from a young general. Feng Xiyan, besieged by the Yuezhi Tribe and betrayed by the imperial court, had been driven into a desperate corner. With no access to water, food, or medicine, he and the citizens of Xiqiang City could do nothing but await death. But just as all hope seemed lost, Heaven intervened. From that moment on, the Feng Army and the people of Xiqiang City had enough food and water, living lives more prosperous than even the Emperor himself.

|SEASON 2 OF CLAXTON · BREAKING INTO TWO PARTS DUE TO SIZE| | WATTPAD CREATORS PROGRAM| The Octopus Man is growing stronger, and so is Tracey. Makenna must find her way to the Bermuda Triangle to protect the Human and Magic Worlds before the young apprentice becomes the claxton he is destined to be. *** Since Makenna Delling discovered she is a Metamorphic Fairy, nothing in her life has been simple. Having just finished her sophomore year of high school, she and Tracey must travel to the undersea city of Atlantis to stop Tracey from falling victim to his own power... the power of the claxton. Ash, a Wizard Fairy, is on a secret mission from Coutarine Island to help them. However, the Octopus Man remains active and vows to drag Tracey to the Bermuda Triangle. Because of this, Ash must teach Makenna and Tracey Special Spells—spells that will help them win their battle against the Octopus Man. It is now even more crucial that Makenna becomes a Merfairy Metamorphic Fairy. The Human and Magic Worlds are colliding in an event similar to something that happened seventeen years ago. What does this event have to do with Makenna, Tracey, and Ash? How will the teens reach Atlantis without the Kraken destroying them before confronting the Octopus Man? Most importantly, will Makenna ever find her long-lost family member? *** *Main tropes: Love triangle and friends-to-lovers.* *Note: My writing style is 3rd-person omniscient, so please judge it accordingly. Thank you!*

“In the kingdom of Drakenfell, a dragon’s heart belongs to one, and the moment he tastes her, fire and desire consume them both.” In the continent of Vytherra, emotion is magic, and nothing ignites it like desire. When Nytherra’s touch quiets the monster inside the Dragon Prince, she becomes the only anchor to his rage, his power, and his sanity. The prophecy binds them, the kingdom fears them, and every step they take pulls them closer to a bond that is both tender and ruinous. Their connection is magnetic, forbidden, and dangerously intimate. Because dragons do not love gently. They love with hunger, with devotion, with fire—and once Nytherra chooses him, there is no turning back. Read on to find out if the blaze will bind them—or destroy everything they hold.”

"You plan forever. I plan the exit. Let's see who's right." Ever After Events, Zara Kingsley's wedding planning business, was founded on her unwavering conviction that everyone deserves their fairy tale and that true love exists. Even though she is too damaged to believe in her own happy ending anymore, she poured her broken heart into creating flawless moments for others after surviving a heartbreaking betrayal that cost her everything three years ago. Fairy tales don't appeal to Ethan Cross. He is the most vicious divorce lawyer in Manhattan and has witnessed too many instances of love turning into vicious conflict. He established his reputation by shielding others from the devastation caused by their love illusions after the poisonous marriage of his parents wrecked his own family. He views marriage as a commercial deal that is bound to fail since he is cold, cynical, and incredibly intelligent. They clash right away as famous power couple Dante Morelli and Sienna Vale employ both of them for their high-profile wedding—Ethan for the ironclad prenuptial agreement, Zara for the $5 million event. She perceives him as a cold-blooded cynic who uses legal paranoia to ruin her bride's happiness. She appears to him to be a gullible romantic peddling risky fantasies. However, when they are compelled to work together all the time, something unexpected happens. Ethan finds a lady who has been quietly broken beneath Zara's upbeat exterior, concealing terrible wounds behind her polished smile. Beneath his cold demeanor, Zara discovers a guy who once had such a strong belief in love that its demise almost killed him. Zara and Ethan are thrown into emotional turmoil as the celebrity wedding descends into catastrophe, with adultery, covert plans, and public scandal breaking out. Their intense disagreements turn into something perilously personal. Planning meetings at night turn into times for confession. Professional boundaries dissolve into unintentional touches, sly looks, and an irresistible attraction. However, Zara's history reappears when the guy who ruined her—her ex-fiance and former business partner—reappears with a cruel scheme to get back what he feels she "stole" from him. When his estranged father reappears, frantically looking for the kid he abandoned, Ethan is forced to face the trauma that made him frigid. Zara and Ethan are faced with an unthinkable dilemma: can two individuals who have been destroyed by love chance believing in it again—with each other? They are torn between their broken celebrity customers and their own broken hearts. The greatest love tale isn't always what you anticipate. It's the one that unexpectedly enters your life and forces you to decide between terrible, gorgeous vulnerability and safe loneliness.

When Oleksandr Motuzenko, a Ukrainian high school senior, wins a one-year scholarship to study in South Korea, he expects a fun, easy exchange year — a break before university. Instead, he’s thrown into a whirlwind of culture shock, fame, music, and complicated feelings. Between joining a student band, falling for someone he shouldn’t, and navigating rivalries and heartbreak, Oleksandr learns that being fine isn’t about keeping it together — it’s about learning who you are when everything’s falling apart.

(14) When Natasha Romanoff notices that she is starting to develop feelings for Wanda Maximoff, she doesn't want to admit herself. "Love is for children." This is what she was taught over and over again. She makes the decision that is probably just sexual tension and if she has a good time with Wanda, it will be out of her system. When she's on a mission with the Scarlet Witch and sees that Wanda is in danger, Natasha Romanoff risks her own safety to make sure the witch is safe. This results in Natasha Romanoff getting hurt, and more importantly, being forced to take a closer look at the emotions she is feeling for Wanda Maximoff.

In "Beyond the Crown", a tale of secrets, passion, and power unfolds in a world of opulent splendor, where a coterie of ladies-in-waiting navigate the treacherous waters of courtly life, entwining their lives with those above them, and becoming embroiled in the intricate dance of intrigue, loyalty, desire and love.

"It doesn't matter to me if you're engaged or not, I will seduce you.” Azrael said as he gently kissed the back of her palm. *** Ashelia de Orlan’s birth caused her mother to fall into a terrible terminal illness, but no one in the manor ever blamed her for it. If anyone so much as looked at her with the slightest disdain, her father’s knights made sure they were never seen again. Still, she couldn’t stop feeling guilty. She felt responsible for something she never did, and because of that, she made a deal with her shady fiancé, Prince Reagan, to keep her already dying mother barely alive at the cost of her own freedom. But one night, everything changed. During Prince Reagan’s birthday banquet, the rumoured madman Azrael von Eldrath, Archduke of a neighbouring country, barged in uninvited and turned the whole hall upside down. One look from him made her heart race, Still, she couldn’t afford to fall for anyone else. She had already made a vow. But Azrael refuses to let her be until she denounces the second prince and chooses him instead!

Born as Arisu Shirogane, she remembers dying as Hotaru Inoue. Born quirkless in a world built on power, she's abandoned by the wealthy family meant to love her. And yet-fate has other ideas. Lost in the woods, Arisu stumbles into an ancient temple buried deep beneath Japan... a temple that should only exist in another universe entirely. Waiting inside are relics of the Jedi Order, knowledge of the Force and a Forge that distinctly belongs to the Expanded Universe of Star Wars, now she'll shake MHA as a Jedi as Shizuka Moriya. A Hero of The Force.

His lips hovered near her ear, his voice a dark whisper against her skin. "You may fear me, little bride, but I will teach your body to crave me… to need me, until I am all you ever want." --- Belle was never meant to be the bride. But when her parents cried to her about how her beautiful sister could not be married to such a man, she was forced to take her sister’s place. To prevent war between the two worlds of humans and vampires, the kings decided to sign a peace treaty with a marriage, but the only man they could offer for this marriage was a vampire said to be mad and completely heartless. When they said heartless, they meant really heartless, but Belle, being a naive girl her whole life, had no idea what she was stepping into by agreeing to this marriage. At first, he appeared innocent, a man completely opposite to all the rumors around him, until she slowly began to realize every single thing said about the mad vampire was true, or perhaps even worse! He was a man who walked in the path of darkness. He knew no light and showed no mercy, even to those who were not his enemies. He had no heart to love, no emotions but dark ones to feel for anything or anyone. But all of a sudden, when he set his eyes on her, he decided he wanted to keep her, and Belle's naive world began to take a different turn because the mad vampire was hellbent on tainting her innocent soul. Expect "Now, can we forget this happened and enjoy the night?" He arched an amused brow at her, making Belle's heart drop to her stomach as she recalled the so-called wedding night. She hurriedly pulled away from him, her face flaming with embarrassment. From everything she had heard about this night, she was not ready to experience it with this man. The women whispering about it in Mr. Marchant's shop had said one would hate their husband's presence after it and be disgusted by the act. It was not an act meant for pleasure for any woman but torture. Now that she realized her husband would do the same with her, she swallowed hard and nervously clutched her dress. "I...I am not feeling well, My Lord, I—" "Rohan," he cut her off with a tone of amusement. "Use my name when you address me, sweetheart. You looked quite energetic when you tried to go after the ring for someone who isn't feeling well, but," he sighed softly, "I've always been a generous man. I won't let you stress yourself tonight." Belle began to sigh in relief and smile in her mind that he wouldn't push her for the wedding night ceremony. She was even about to part her lips and agree that he was indeed generous and even offer him a thank you when he continued to speak, causing the momentary relief to be replaced by dread. "I will pamper you tonight, and you won’t have to lift a hand. I will give you all the pleasure since you are feeling unwell. Take it as the first lesson in my plan to make you forget love and welcome lust." "...!" "Lie on the bed for me, Isa." Belle felt her throat go dry at that strict command. "I...I..." She began but could not find any words to say to make him spare her tonight. What had she got herself into? Belle thought as a pit seemed to form in her stomach, a deep, gnawing dread. "Do you need me to carry you to the bed, or would you rather walk there yourself?" Rohan questioned with dark mirth in his voice and eyes as he watched her like a hawk. He could tell she was nervous, but what to do? She had brought herself into his world. Belle began to walk slowly to the bed at a snail’s pace, as if delaying it would help prevent the dreadful act from happening tonight. She could feel him following closely behind her. When she reached the bed, she used her shaky hands to move the drapes aside and carefully sat at the edge of it, her hands folded nervously on her lap. She felt his piercing gaze on her, but she dared not look up at him. "Lie down," he ordered softly. MATURE CONTENT, NO RAPE!!

A witch without faith. A war without heroes. This is not the Dragon Age you remember. The main character of the work is Morrigan. The one... The overbearing, intelligent, sarcastic and not-so-mysterious companion of the protagonist of Dragon Age: Origins. In contrast to the original, the entire focus of the story shifts to this amazing daughter of Flemette. By fate, as in the canon, the witch leaves Korkari. But it is not only the threat of Blight that drives her on her difficult adventures, relentlessly flooding the south of Ferelden with darkness and death. The attack... And the personal entanglements the Sorceress finds herself in force her to become more active. In the name of survival, she transforms from follower to leader. From now on, the girl no longer chooses who to stay with, but who is trustworthy, or at least curious enough to stay. Others will lose the support of the reluctant southerner. Ambition, growing amidst the gathering darkness of madness and the flames of civil war, will determine where the new path will take her. A tangle of wit, magic and contingency knows no bounds. The narrative is based on a classic Dragon Age episode, centred on a desperate band of disparate individuals facing the threat of the Fifth Dawn. There are changes of varying degrees to the series of events that have already occurred and future events that are inherent to the canon. Some are on the surface. Others are less visible. Who is the saviour here? And is there one at all? What if the familiar characters had a slightly different, more down-to-earth motivation? Or if a series of miraculous rescues didn't happen? Characters with a prominent role in the canon might be left behind, die or suffer unforeseen consequences. I invite the reader to the fire, to experience this small but hopefully fascinating experiment together.

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In a world scarred by the rise of biomechanical warfare and the shadow of an enigmatic syndicate known only as Ragnarök, one girl stands at the edge of revolution. April, a seemingly ordinary 20-year-old living in the fractured remnants of a future society, hides a past drenched in trauma and secrets. Blinded and deafened during a harrowing attempt to escape her abusive father—a man who destroyed her family—April is forced into a life of silence and darkness. But everything changes after an experimental surgery implants nanotech into her skull, technology far beyond anything humanity should possess. Now, April sees without eyes and hears through a new kind of sense. The nanotech has awakened a dormant potential in her—a  sigil etched behind her head shaped like Two-angelic wings. It’s not just a symbol. It’s her Gear, a powerful combat system linked to ancient animalistic and Zodiac powers—each wielder embodying a creature of legend. When she joins a covert organization aiming to dismantle Ragnarok, April discovers she’s not alone. Other Gear wielders now fight beside her. Read às April navigates brutal missions and highschool halls alike—where rivals like Tessa Lane threaten her sanity with cruel mind games—she must balance normalcy and the battlefield. Every encounter pushes her closer to the truth: about her powers, her family, and Ragnarök’s true purpose. The deeper April digs, the more the lines blur between ally and enemy. With Ragnarök’s agents—like the cold and calculating River Hoss—looming on the horizon, April must decide who she’s willing to trust, who she’s ready to fight, and how far she’ll go to protect what little she has left. The world doesn’t need a hero. It needs a weapon. And it just found one. Author’s Note: Hey everyone! I have a special announcement for all readers of Ultima’s Bite! My official artist, Sara, is currently running a limited-time art offer. Anyone who contacts her and mentions my name "The_Unique_Nine!" will receive 50% off on artwork commissions. As a bonus, every time someone reaches out to her using my name as a reference, she creates free artwork for me — which means more character art and visual content for all of you! If you're interested in getting your own art at half price, here are her contacts: Instagram: @sara_mark767 Discord: sara_mark1 Thank you for supporting the story! ________ (Publishing schedule): Monday+1, Wednesday+1, Friday+1= 3chapters in a week!

Isekaied into one of the many Eroge that she often played to 'relieve stress', Natalie is going to have to navigate a world that runs on 'fun' logic as well as power. Taking the place of the main character at a magical academy, Natalie has to make use of all her knowledge about this game world to live a comfortable life, but since it was once a game world, things never go smoothly, and it definitely isn't uneventful. Join her as she navigates a world where pleasure is sometimes more common and accepted then it should be while also having to worry about the threats to come... either from her new peers or from those outside of the Academy. ~~~ Warning: This is a futanari MC that will be both a 'giver' and a 'taker', which is where the Yuri prompt comes in. If you want pure Yuri I am sorry but it won't be that common in this novel; maybe eventually something will be introduced to spice things up in this novel, but otherwise it is a futanari book. This should be a healthy mix of smut and slice of life with the occasional action scenes to keep things fresh, and if you have read any of my other novels it should be a nice in-between of Servant System and Reincarnated As The Only Human - that means a fair amount of smut but also less 'stagnation' coming from that as I progress the story. I hope you enjoy and at least give it a chance, and I am always wanting to improve so don't hesitate to leave a comment~!

The Valehart estate was a garden of silver lilies. Every petal gleamed like moonlight on steel, every step echoed grace and silence — exactly as the house demanded. For centuries, House Valehart had been the Empire’s diplomats, the voice that soothed where others shouted. They were the noble house of peace and polish — the masters of negotiation, the Empire’s silver tongue. But Serene Valehart had always felt wrong in her own home. When her cousins practiced curtsies, she watched the guards spar in the courtyard, her eyes tracing every swing of the blade. When her tutors recited the laws of diplomacy, she memorized them — then imagined how to parry each argument as if it were an attack. She excelled in every lesson. Her words were soft, her steps measured, her smile flawless. She was the perfect daughter of a perfect house. But that wasn’t the only her. --- When the manor slept, Serene crept into the old forge behind the eastern gardens — a place half-swallowed by ivy and shadow. Once, it had been used to craft ornamental blades for noble ceremonies. Now, it was forgotten — quiet, cold, alive only with the scent of soot and iron. Old Joren, the blacksmith, never told on her. He simply watched as she stood beside him, eyes bright with something fierce and unspoken. “Doesn’t it hurt?” she asked once, when a spark leapt and burned his arm. “Every strike leaves a mark,” he said with a faint smile. “That’s how you know it’s becoming something.” Serene touched the glowing metal, feeling its warmth pulse through her skin. > “Then I’ll learn to take the marks,” she whispered. --- Years passed. The silver lilies bloomed each spring, and the Valehart daughter grew into the image her family had crafted — calm, articulate, unblemished. She spoke with grace that silenced rooms, smiled in ways that ended arguments, and bowed with elegance that won peace. Yet beneath her silk gloves were faint scars — pale lines across her palms, hidden proof of who she truly was. So when the Royal Knight Academy sent its call for new initiates, when noble daughters dreamt of betrothals and noble sons of command — Serene Valehart packed her sword instead. Her father called it folly. Her mother said nothing — only tied her daughter’s braid with a silver ribbon and whispered, “Keep your balance, my dear.” The morning she left, the manor was silent. The lilies swayed in the wind as if bowing farewell. At the gate, Serene looked back once. The marble walls glimmered under sunlight, perfect and distant — the prison she’d once called home. She stepped into the carriage, her blade resting across her knees. > Grace is might unseen. That was the Valehart creed. She had lived by it all her life. Now, she would show them what it truly meant. The carriage wheels turned. The estate faded into the morning haze. And softly, as the road stretched before her, Serene whispered — > “Even lilies bleed.” Patron: https://www.patreon.com/JayKJ?utm_campaign=creatorshare_creator

“Let me lick it clean,” said Xie Daiyu as he looked at Ruan Chanchan’s wound. Hearing his suggestion, Ruan Chanchan paused and looked at the mer in shock. She pursed her lips and said to him, “You are kidding me. Aren’t you?” “Why do you think I am joking?” The mer asked with a tilt of his head. Ruan Chanchan gritted her teeth and said, “Because the wound is not somewhere you can just lick me.” “What's the matter?” Xie Daiyu asked with an innocent expression, even though his lips were about to curl in a smirk. “You are a beast woman, and I am a beast mer… this is nothing.” He pushed Ruan Chanchan down on the ground, his fingers skimming against her inner thigh. “It will be over in a matter of seconds.” Like hell it did! She ended up becoming the mother of his child. ** “This is not how you are supposed to do it.” With a frown, Rong Xian stared at her. The mer was usually silent, but today he was unusually chatty. Ruan Chanchan rolled her eyes while peering out of a boulder. She was staring at the sea while trying to look for the prince of the Basilosauruses. Her eyes kept flickering as she said to the mer behind her, “I need to talk with the prince, no matter what.” “Oh, and what do you want to talk to him about?” “Just about the salt trade.” “And what are you going to offer him in return?” the mer asked with a tilt of his head. Ruan Chanchan frowned at his question. She turned to look at him before saying, “What can I offer? At most, we can discuss some kind of cooperation.” Rong Xian licked his lips as he moved forward. He caught hold of the woman and turned her around as he pressed her against the boulder. “I don’t know about cooperation, but we can discuss copulation. What do you say, Miss Ruan? Do you want this prince to give you a litter of little basilosauruses?” ** “You need to put more strength into it,” said Liang Feng. His brows were furrowed as he looked at the weak woman who was trying to pull the fang out of her arm. Ruan Chanchan frowned and scowled at the mer. She said to him, “Do you think that it's so easy?! Why don’t you do it if you think that it's that easy?” The mer sighed and crouched down. He reached out and caught Ruan Chanchan’s arm in his hands and, without waiting for the woman to say anything else, he pulled the fang out of her arm. “AHHH—urk!” Ruan Chanchan’s scream came to a sudden halt when the mer fed her a piece of flame fruit, which was sweet and delicious. “Feeling alright?” Liang Feng asked with a tilt of his head. Ruan Chanchan nodded, and the mer smiled. “Good girl.” ** Kaboom! “You have to be kidding me!” That's how Ruan Chanchan felt after landing in a prehistoric world where not only did a gender other than men and women exist, but on top of that, these people could turn into beastmen! The second she arrived, Ruan Chanchan was almost squashed to death — but somehow she managed to escape. Don’t ask her how she did it; Ruan Chanchan still had some ptsd due to that incident. But if that was not bad enough, the world where she landed was also about to end. Great. Let the world know that Ruan Chanchan had offended some great immortal somewhere. Now, if she wanted to survive, then not only did she have to teach these beastmen how to farm, cook and clean themselves—You don’t want to get her started on how dirty these beastmen could be without knowing how to clean their hands and shower every day. And raw meat—yuck. Easy? Not! Not only did she transmigrate into the body of a fool, but she also ended up becoming the only beast woman who had no beast form. With a broken beast nucleus, Ruan Chanchan couldn’t find a single person who would willingly trust her. Fortunately, she had a supermarket system with her. Watch her use cotton balls and antiseptic ointments to stop the minor bleeding of the beastmen and use common antiparasitic medications to save a dying beast cub.

On Christmas Eve, Aurora Hart’s world shatters when she catches her fiancé in the arms of another woman. Heartbroken and furious, she flees into an Aspen blizzard wearing nothing but the emerald dress meant for a proposal that will never happen. She collapses at an ancient rune-stone buried in the snow… and the mountain itself answers. A man steps out of the storm (tall, scarred, silver-eyed) and wraps her in a coat that brands a glowing mate-mark on her skin. Lucien Vale is the Alpha of a hidden werewolf pack, and for months he has been dream-walking to the lonely woman fate chose as his Luna. The veil between worlds only opened because her heart broke hard enough to pay the price in tears. Now a supernatural blizzard (engineered by a cult that wants every mate-bond destroyed) traps them together in Lucien’s remote lodge until New Year’s Eve. If the bond isn’t sealed beneath the Winter Solstice aurora, Aurora will freeze from the inside out, no matter how many fires Lucien builds. Between cinnamon-roll mornings, ice-skating disasters, midnight confessions under the northern lights, and a pack that adopts her whether she likes it or not, Aurora has ten days to decide: walk away and live a normal, safe, lonely life… or bind herself forever to a werewolf Alpha who would burn the world to keep her warm. A heart-wrenching, snow-soaked slow-burn about grief, belonging, and finding home in the last place you expected, exactly when you need it most.

The twins, Zach and Mark, struggle to survive in a world brimming with hatred and anger directed solely at them. Rejected and cast out by their parents at just one year old, they spent the next several years being cared for by different relatives, only to be fully abandoned by their family at age nine. Every day is a battle for survival, with no certainty of their next meal. Their bodies bear fresh wounds layered atop old scars, offering no time or peace to heal. One day, mysterious beings summon them, promising a life filled with boundless love and care. Follow the twins as they shed their old selves and embrace their new identities as the Twin Demon Chaos. Along the way, they will meet their future mate, the Infernal Slayer Bane, and grow up in a wondrous new world among the Heavenly Clans. FYI, I use Grammarly Pro to check spelling, grammar, syntax, tone, and punctuation for consistency. I also rely on it for proofreading and editing, but I can guarantee my novel is born purely from my imagination—with a little AI help for name generation, since I'm terrible at naming!

Aphiwe survived. She survived a Jokai attack, and no one has ever survived the creature's venom. But it has produced massive consequences in that she is trapped inside of her own body. Desperate to heal and recover, she accepts an offer from her mother. There is a way that can save her body, reading a book. The book makes it clear. IF YOU READ THIS BOOK, YOU WILL DIE. And so she has begun and her world has started to change, she can see things inside of others. It's not clear how it helps her body but her world is expanding. But no one lives in a vacuum. Her surviving has created great attention throughout all the great houses and even the Matriarch Prime. But Aphiwe is the daughter of Thato Ndlovu-Sana ninth daughter of the Ndlovu-Sana great house, who hold secrets that could get them and their entire sisterhood killed. This is a tale of a child's growth, a mother's love and a potentially criminal organization that is trying to be discovered and destroyed.

As an ordinary person who found herself in another world, Yuna a fanatic reader decided that she is too ordinary and lazy to achieve something big and want to live a leisure and easy live, following the masses and blend in on the new world she found herself in. However, Yuna who thought herself to be quite ordinary tends to accidently create extraordinary things. •Influencing in letting the most feared assassin guild being created •Becoming a legend by creating the most respected Knights •Accidentally led to the establishment of the most devout and pious Temples .......and the list goes on. Yuna who found herself at the centre of it all : "......." Yuna: "I swear I'm only an ordinary person and everything is a mistake! an accident! I don't know anything ༎ຶ⁠‿⁠༎ຶ" Not only that, Yuna also have the knack of attracting all sorts of psychopaths. Psychopath no 1: "I cannot live without you, I won't let you leave me" Psychopath no 2: "You are my God and I am at the mercy of your will" Psychopath no 3: "What do you mean I am free? You are my shackles" Psychopath no 4, 5, 6, 7 : "Master, you cannot abandon us!" Yuna: "Fucking hell, what did I do??? Why Me??? (⁠ ⁠ꈨຶ⁠ ⁠˙̫̮⁠ ⁠ꈨຶ⁠ ⁠)" As a person who is always ordinary, Yuna felt overwhelmed in another world that cannot let her be ordinary! _____________________________________________________________________ Assuming a role of an ordinary person in her previous life but adorn the role of either a God's messanger, Pioneer of Light, Guide, a Path or even the God itself..... A fateful and eventful life of Yuna began in another World. [May the Holy Light be with you]