Podium Pidato Minimalis

Kotarō Nozomi is fluent in English—but not in speaking. Not in front of others. Quiet, observant, and chronically self-edited, he’s somehow drafted into his class’s English Debate Competition… and has no idea how to say no. Paired with Haruka—a bold, expressive club member—and Watanabe, who barely tries, Kotarō finds himself stuck between silence and expectation. At first, standing at the podium feels impossible. But when the tournament begins and he finally opens his mouth… something changes. From makeshift practice rooms to official matches, Kotarō starts to learn how to speak under pressure, how to argue with purpose—and how language can connect more than it divides. A slow-burn, grounded school drama about anxiety, competitive debate, unexpected growth, and the people who force us to speak—whether we’re ready or not.

Asralux: Pahlawan dari Kegelapan Episode 1 – "Yang Dibuang" By Bagas D --- Langit mendung menggantung muram di atas Akademi Pahlawan Arkhaya, tempat para calon penyelamat bangsa digembleng dan dilahirkan. Hari ini adalah hari kelulusan. Hari penuh sorak-sorai. Tapi tidak baginya. Di tengah lapangan besar yang dikelilingi pilar-pilar emas, Ardan berdiri dengan kepala menunduk, tubuhnya penuh luka, pakaiannya compang-camping, dan kedua tangannya gemetar memegang selembar kertas lusuh. Sementara teman-teman seangkatannya berdiri dengan penuh kebanggaan, mengenakan jubah pahlawan dan menerima simbol kehormatan, Ardan hanya berdiri sendiri—dalam diam dan kehinaan. > “ARDAN.” Suara keras sang Kepala Dewan menggema dari podium. Semua perhatian langsung tertuju padanya. > “Nilaimu... adalah yang TERENDAH dalam sejarah akademi kami.” “Tidak hanya gagal. Kau memalukan.” Riuh rendah tawa dan bisikan menyakitkan menyeruak. > “Dia tuh? Yang dulu katanya latihan tiap malam? Hah!” “Mana sekarang tekadmu itu, Ardan?” Ardan hanya diam. Tapi dalam dadanya, ada yang terbakar. Luka demi luka yang tak terlihat di tubuhnya, tapi mengoyak jauh lebih dalam: harga diri. Lonceng besar berbunyi. Sebuah kristal kehormatan dilemparkan ke arah kakinya. Retak. Pecah seperti mimpi-mimpinya. > “Mulai hari ini, namamu dihapus dari catatan kami. Kau bukan lagi calon pahlawan. Kau… dibuang.” --- Senyap. Bahkan angin pun seolah menolak menyentuhnya. Ardan memungut kristal yang retak itu. Darah menetes dari telapak tangannya yang terluka. Tak ada tepuk tangan. Tak ada air mata. Tak ada siapa pun yang berdiri untuknya. > “Apa artinya jadi kuat… jika tak ada yang melihat?” “Apa gunanya semua latihan malam, semua luka, semua keyakinan… kalau ujungnya aku tetap dianggap gagal?” Ia melangkah pergi melewati gerbang Akademi. Setiap langkahnya seperti membelah dunia. Orang-orang menatapnya dengan jijik. Seorang anak kecil melempar batu kecil ke arah kakinya. Ibunya langsung menarik si anak menjauh. > “Jangan dekat-dekat! Dia buangan!” “Katanya dia gagal jadi pahlawan, bahkan tak bisa angkat pedang dengan benar!” Ardan berjalan terus. Tak ada tempat untuknya di balik dinding emas Akademi. Tak ada tempat untuk orang seperti dia—orang dengan tekad tapi tanpa nama. --- Di kejauhan, seorang perempuan berkerudung hitam berdiri di atas menara. Matanya bersinar redup. Ia memperhatikan langkah Ardan dengan seksama. > “Akhirnya… matahari telah jatuh ke bayang-bayang.” “Dan dari kegelapan… lahirlah cahaya baru.” --- Senja tiba. Ardan duduk di atas tebing, melihat ke arah kota Arkhaya yang indah dari kejauhan. Langit berubah merah, seperti simbol perang batin dalam dirinya. Tangannya masih berdarah memegang pecahan kristal. Tapi dia tak melepaskannya. Karena itulah satu-satunya bukti bahwa ia pernah mencoba. Bahwa ia belum selesai. > “Jika dunia tak menginginkanku… aku tak akan memohon diterima.” “Aku tak perlu jadi cahaya mereka… Aku akan jadi cahaya dalam kegelapan.” “Dan saat mereka memohon pertolongan… biarlah bayangan yang menjawab.” --- [TO BE CONTINUED]

One night. No names. No faces. Just raw desire in the shadows of a city built on crime. But when Aria walks into class the next morning, her one-night mistake is standing at the podium—cold, powerful, untouchable… and her professor. He’s the man who destroyed her family. She’s the secret that could ruin his empire. And neither of them is ready to let go.

“Kilau yang Terlambat” adalah kisah perjalanan emosional seorang remaja perempuan bernama Nara yang tumbuh dari pengalaman pahit dari bahan ejekan menjadi sosok yang bersinar, penuh keberanian, dan akhirnya menemukan cinta sejati. Cerita dimulai dengan gambaran Nara sebagai sosok tertutup dan tidak menonjol di SMA nya. Ia sering diejek karena penampilannya yang dianggap ‘ketinggalan zaman’. Di balik diamnya, Nara menyimpan luka mendalam akibat perlakuan teman-temannya, termasuk sikap masa bodoh Rey, teman sekelasnya yang populer dan diam saat ia dibully, kadang juga ikut-ikutan. Tapi itu dua tahun yang lalu sebelum dia pindah sekolah di kelas 7 karena sudah tidak nyaman, kini ia kembali di kelas 9. Suatu hari, sekolah mengadakan program mentoring antar siswa, dan Nara secara tak terduga ditunjuk sebagai mentor untuk adik kelas yang juga mengalami perundungan. Dari sinilah titik balik Nara dimulai. Ia mulai berinteraksi lebih banyak dengan orang lain, terutama dengan sahabatnya, Rina, dan lambat laun membuka diri terhadap perubahan. Ia mulai merawat diri, bukan untuk membalas ejekan, tapi sebagai bentuk penghargaan terhadap dirinya sendiri. Perubahan ini menarik perhatian banyak orang, termasuk Rey. Rey yang dahulu pasif, mulai menyadari ketulusan dan kekuatan Nara. Ia tertarik bukan karena penampilan Nara yang berubah, melainkan karena karakter dan keberaniannya. Namun, Rey diliputi rasa bersalah atas sikap acuhnya di masa lalu. Hubungan mereka perlahan berkembang, diawali dari kerja kelompok, percakapan ringan, hingga perhatian kecil seperti memberi teh saat Nara kelelahan. Dalam proses ini, Rey berusaha menunjukkan perasaannya tanpa tergesa. Ia memberikan Nara gantungan kunci bunga matahari sebagai isyarat pertama. Lambat tapi pasti, perasaan mereka tumbuh. Nara yang dulunya takut ditertawakan, kini mulai berani merespons dengan senyuman dan kehangatan. Konflik batin juga muncul ketika masa lalu datang menghantui Nara—teman-teman yang dulu mengejeknya kini bersikap berbeda karena ia telah glow-up. Tapi Nara tahu, kilau yang ia punya sekarang bukan berasal dari penampilan, melainkan dari penerimaan diri dan keberanian untuk berubah. Menjelang akhir cerita, acara perpisahan sekolah menjadi titik klimaks. Nara menjadi perwakilan siswa kelasnya dan menyampaikan pidato penuh haru tentang menerima diri dan bangkit dari luka. Setelah acara, ia dan Rey bertemu di taman belakang sekolah, tempat di mana banyak kenangan masa lalu tersimpan. Di sana, Rey akhirnya menyatakan perasaannya dengan kalimat sederhana namun dalam. Ia memberi kalung dengan liontin bunga matahari sebagai simbol dari cintanya—bukan cinta yang lahir karena penampilan, tapi karena cahaya dalam diri Nara. Nara menerima perasaan itu. Bukan hanya karena ia menyukai Rey, tetapi karena ia telah berdamai dengan dirinya sendiri. Ia tidak lagi mencari validasi dari orang lain, karena kini ia tahu—ia berharga. Cerita diakhiri dengan momen kembang api saat perpisahan, simbol dari kebahagiaan, keberhasilan, dan cinta yang tumbuh perlahan. Rey dan Nara berdiri bersebelahan, bukan hanya sebagai pasangan, tapi sebagai dua individu yang telah saling menyembuhkan. Kilau yang Terlambat bukan sekadar kisah romansa remaja, tapi perjalanan mendalam tentang harga diri, penyembuhan luka batin, dan kekuatan untuk terus maju meski sempat terjatuh. Ini adalah kisah untuk siapa pun yang pernah merasa tidak cukup, untuk mereka yang pernah dihina, dan bagi yang masih berjuang untuk bersinar di tengah gelapnya dunia.

Lima tahun lalu, Akira Rendra berdiri di podium kejuaraan Asia dengan medali emas di leher. Namanya menghiasi headline: "The Point Guard Who Defied Limits."

She was excited to go on a special date with her male best friend,the only man she had ever loved for years, he told her he had something to tell her,only for him to tell her he was getting married to someone he had only known for just a year! Heartbroken while driving back home from the date night, she gets into an accident which lands her in the hospital. Wanting to clear her head after spending a week at the hospital,she finds a quiet spot and gets vulnerable thinking she was alone. Only for her to get ridiculed by a handsome man who was there all along,he believed love was stupidity and for someone to get themself messed up mentally by such, was even more stupid. She resumes work and a month later she was selected by the company's board to present a proposal at a very important meeting with foreign investors. She was done with the presentation and the CEO was asked to give a concluding remark,he began to walk towards the podium where she stood before she realized it was HiM! The mean dude at the hospital!! And now she had to walk closely with him... ****** “Mr R" MR Fabian waved as he tried to get the CEO'S attention. "We think Ava should be on the project team,do you agree?" "Yes definitely" Carter responded absentmindedly. He didn't realize what he had said until he saw Ava walking into the boardroom. No way that's Ava - Carter thought as she walked in. He was beginning to get upset,she had plagued his thoughts for a month, almost disrupted today's meeting,got him absent-minded and she's going to be working closely with him? Carter hated emotional disturbance and he had trained himself to become void of emotions "If I couldn't get her off my thoughts when I hadn't seen her in a month, how would I do so now that I'd be seeing her often" he thought as he stole glances at her. He was definitely going to make her pay...

Zhou Min, an ordinary teacher at a private primary school, goes about his daily routine, shuttling around the campus, repeating the monotonous tasks of lesson preparation, teaching, and homework correction. He's like a puppet confined to a fixed track, with no excitement in his life. This seemingly calm life is completely shattered on an ordinary teaching day. That day, he was standing on the podium, talking eloquently as usual, but he didn't notice at all that a faint and eerie light and shadow was quietly spreading in the corner of the classroom. Just as he turned around to write on the blackboard, a piercing chill suddenly hit him. Then, a mysterious force swept over him with overwhelming power. His eyes went dark, and his consciousness dissipated instantly. When Zhou Min regained consciousness again, he found himself in a dim place. The air was filled with a damp and rotten smell. Strange towering trees grew in a twisted manner, and the criss - crossing vines seemed to hide countless pairs of spying eyes. From time to time, deep roars and rustling sounds of unknown origin could be heard. It was as if this wild and uninhabited land hid countless unknown secrets and deadly crises. Who, or what kind of force, brought him here? And what terrifying truths are hidden in this unknown wilderness?

scene opens with a bloodied battlefield, littered with the lifeless bodies of demons and angels alike, both fallen and holy. The stench of death hangs heavy in the air, mingling with the acrid smoke of the scorched earth. The landscape is a wasteland, a testament to the brutality of the battle that had just unfolded.Not far from the carnage, hidden within the shadows of a cave, lay three figures. Two were gravely wounded, their bodies barely clinging to life. One was the archangel Michael, whose once radiant armor was now stained with blood, his wings torn and battered. The other was the fallen archangel Lucifer, his wings scorched and tattered, his face twisted in agony as he fought to stay conscious. The third figure, In stark contrast to the injured angels, stood tall and composed. His presence was almost ethereal, though his features were hidden in shadow, making him an enigmatic figure in the midst of the ruin. He gazed down at Lucifer, a look of sympathy in his eyes. “I’m sorry that you had to suffer this fate,” he murmured, his voice laced with regret. His eyes shifted to both archangels, and he sighed deeply. “I’ll make it right.” A brief pause followed, the words after “I’ll make it right” lost in a quiet murmur, as if the figure’s voice faltered, or the meaning was veiled in secrecy. The only words that were clear came at the end, filled with finality and determination. “Take this new life and…” Another break in his words, this time leaving a lingering silence. Suddenly, the scene faded, shifting from the cave of despair to a small, dimly lit room. A young man lay in bed, his body drenched in sweat, breathing heavily as though he had just run a marathon. His eyes flickered open, a look of panic written across his face. He bolted upright, the nightmare still fresh in his mind. “Shit, that same dream… when will it stop?” Lucian Cross muttered, rubbing his eyes as if to rid himself of the lingering remnants of the vision. Glancing at the alarm clock beside him, he saw the time—almost 7:30 AM. He groaned, realizing he was running late. With a sigh, he threw off the covers and reluctantly dragged himself out of bed. It was the last day of school, and though he had hoped for it to be a day of relief, it held no joy. It was the day of the awakening ceremony, a day that would determine his future and his job class, though Lucian’s expectations were low. School, in his mind, was nothing but a hellish place. A place where he was used and trampled on, his life a series of miserable days. But today—today was supposed to be different. It was his last day, and maybe, just maybe, the ceremony would bring something good. He didn’t dare dream too big, but a small hope flickered inside him. The vice principal called out, “Lucian Cross, come on stage.” Lucian gulped as the whispers of mocking and ridicule from his classmates and juniors filled the air. He could hear their gossip: “Why is he even here?” “Bet he’ll awaken nothing.” “He’s just wasting our time.” Tightening his fist, Lucian forced himself forward, his footsteps heavy with anxiety. Reaching the podium, he glanced at the imposing white crystal, its surface shimmering with an otherworldly glow. “Place your hand on the crystal,” the vice principal instructed. Lucian hesitated briefly before resting his hand against the cool surface of the crystal. The room fell silent, anticipation hanging thick in the air. Suddenly, the crystal erupted in a dazzling platinum light so bright it was blinding. Gasps echoed through the hall as a celestial-class phenomenon unfolded. The sound of heavenly trumpets filled the room, shaking the very ground beneath them. The heavens themselves seemed to part, and a radiant Roman cross-like gate opened in the sky above. From the portal descended two armies of celestial beings, one side composed of graceful angels, the other of fallen angels. The fallen angels were an intimidating sight. Dark knights clad ...

Dikisahkan bahawa Eko suaminya Tati mengejar Lina untuk dapat memilikinya, akan tetapi takdir berkata lain. Pada akhirnya Tati yang mencari Eko dapat diketemukan. Tati dan Eko diusir dari kontrakan Pak Romli akibat tindakan asusila yang melibatkan 2 keluarga dan 1 hubungan berpacaran. Tati yang berhasil membawa Eko kembali dengan dirinya, lantas mencari tempat tinggak yang cukup jauh dari kontrakan sebelumnya. Kali ini Tati ngontrak di rumah kontrakan yang sangat minimalis, berupa kontrakan bilik dengan atap asbes dan masuk ke dalam gang. Tentu saja kamar mandi ada di belakang dan sumber air air dari sumur.

The scene opens with a bloodied battlefield, littered with the lifeless bodies of demons and angels alike, both fallen and holy. The stench of death hangs heavy in the air, mingling with the acrid smoke of the scorched earth. The landscape is a wasteland, a testament to the brutality of the battle that had just unfolded.Not far from the carnage, hidden within the shadows of a cave, lay three figures. Two were gravely wounded, their bodies barely clinging to life. One was the archangel Michael, whose once radiant armor was now stained with blood, his wings torn and battered. The other was the fallen archangel Lucifer, his wings scorched and tattered, his face twisted in agony as he fought to stay conscious. The third figure, In stark contrast to the injured angels, stood tall and composed. His presence was almost ethereal, though his features were hidden in shadow, making him an enigmatic figure in the midst of the ruin. He gazed down at Lucifer, a look of sympathy in his eyes. “I’m sorry that you had to suffer this fate,” he murmured, his voice laced with regret. His eyes shifted to both archangels, and he sighed deeply. “I’ll make it right.” A brief pause followed, the words after “I’ll make it right” lost in a quiet murmur, as if the figure’s voice faltered, or the meaning was veiled in secrecy. The only words that were clear came at the end, filled with finality and determination. “Take this new life and…” Another break in his words, this time leaving a lingering silence. Suddenly, the scene faded, shifting from the cave of despair to a small, dimly lit room. A young man lay in bed, his body drenched in sweat, breathing heavily as though he had just run a marathon. His eyes flickered open, a look of panic written across his face. He bolted upright, the nightmare still fresh in his mind. “Shit, that same dream… when will it stop?” Lucian Cross muttered, rubbing his eyes as if to rid himself of the lingering remnants of the vision. Glancing at the alarm clock beside him, he saw the time—almost 7:30 AM. He groaned, realizing he was running late. With a sigh, he threw off the covers and reluctantly dragged himself out of bed. It was the last day of school, and though he had hoped for it to be a day of relief, it held no joy. It was the day of the awakening ceremony, a day that would determine his future and his job class, though Lucian’s expectations were low. School, in his mind, was nothing but a hellish place. A place where he was used and trampled on, his life a series of miserable days. But today—today was supposed to be different. It was his last day, and maybe, just maybe, the ceremony would bring something good. He didn’t dare dream too big, but a small hope flickered inside him. The vice principal called out, “Lucian Cross, come on stage.” Lucian gulped as the whispers of mocking and ridicule from his classmates and juniors filled the air. He could hear their gossip: “Why is he even here?” “Bet he’ll awaken nothing.” “He’s just wasting our time.” Tightening his fist, Lucian forced himself forward, his footsteps heavy with anxiety. Reaching the podium, he glanced at the imposing white crystal, its surface shimmering with an otherworldly glow. “Place your hand on the crystal,” the vice principal instructed. Lucian hesitated briefly before resting his hand against the cool surface of the crystal. The room fell silent, anticipation hanging thick in the air. Suddenly, the crystal erupted in a dazzling platinum light so bright it was blinding. Gasps echoed through the hall as a celestial-class phenomenon unfolded. The sound of heavenly trumpets filled the room, shaking the very ground beneath them. The heavens themselves seemed to part, and a radiant Roman cross-like gate opened in the sky above. From the portal descended two armies of celestial beings, one side composed of graceful angels, the other of fallen angels. The fallen angels were an intimidating sight. Dark knights clad ...

At St. Benedict’s Hospital, where the best and brightest hone their craft, a mystery lingers in the operating theatre. A man, whose hands move faster than thought, whose scalpel never hesitates, whose every decision turns the impossible into reality. His name is Dr. Lin Kai, a surgeon of staggering brilliance—feared by rivals, respected by colleagues, and utterly unshaken in the face of life and death. His skills defy expectations, his methods rewrite textbooks, and his success rate is unparalleled. Yet, whispers in the corridors suggest he is not the true anomaly. There is another. A figure seldom seen in the spotlight. One who never stands at the podium, never claims recognition, and never signs her name on a medical license. She does not wear a doctor’s coat, nor does she belong to any official record. And yet—when she speaks, the world obeys. Surgeons, battle-hardened by years of practice, find themselves questioning the very foundation of their craft in her presence. Procedures crumble and reform under her gaze, limitations dissolve with her guidance, and medicine bends—not to luck, nor faith, nor fate—but to something no one can explain. Some call it a miracle. Some call it madness. Some refuse to call it anything at all, for fear of understanding too late.

will she be able to save the podium of gods from falling into Set's calamity

In a dilapidated building a boy about 15 year old not very handsome stood wondering why his life became like this having been born from a rich family at the age of twelve was kick out by his grandparents to fend for himself on the street. The boy having nowhere to go, started begging in the street, he later on joins a gang until one day he was caught and taken to the station where an old woman bailed and adopted him. Two years later after the adoption the old woman die by car accident leaving the boy in grief as the only relative of the old lady the boy was given the house and 5000 dollars in a small behind a picture frame box for the boy’s high school tuition fees. James not having enough to eat had to start looking for part time jobs just to fend for himself. Three years later on the graduation day James is called upon stage by the head teacher to give a speech as highest scorer in the region examination. James on the podium gives a heartwarming speech when all of a sudden his was shot.

Death. Always the start of great adventures. Difference is Drake doesn't get an adventure he gets a job. Forced into godhood. Literally. All he has to do is create. Easy right?. How hard is it to be a god? ********** [DING] [BODY CREATION MODULE] [TRUE FORM SELECTED] [CREATION COMMENCED] I watched as a whitish gold stream of seemingly liquid stuff flowed out of me. At this point I realized I still couldn't see myself almost like I didn't exist but I still could note my surroundings and this liquid leaving me. I watched as it flowed into the screen and like a vessel began filling the form I made. Slowly it left the screen and hovered to the side on a podium that I didn't even realize was there all along. 10%... 20%... 30%... 40%... 50%... 60%... 70%... 80%... 90%... 100%. [DING] [CREATION COMPLETED] The form totally came to being looking even grander and bigger than it had on screen. The muscles were more detailed and the body screamed powerful. If this wasn't my body I would have peed in my pants just at the sight. Luckily it was my body and I didn't have an excretory organ. Another chime and more words popped in my mind. [DING] [BINDING ???? DIVINITY WITH TRUE FORM] [BINDING COMMENCED] ************* Weekends only.

Virgin girls from the Anjiru tribe in Africa get sold off to demons every 10 years. Their parents are bribed into keeping quiet and to pick the most beautiful girls to be groomed and made into mistresses or harlots. It was horrible but they would all be killed if they didn't agree. Dove Brooke is a girl from the tribe and this year she has turned 18 yrs which means she's eligible to be choosen. Everyone in the town gather at the town hall to hear the names of the girls choosen by the elders. Stephanie, Joyce , Maureen, Sylvia.... the list goes on until Dove's name is called out last. She turns to look at her mother seeing that she's crying as she turns away from her daughter. The night before, she had cried bitterly. She knew her daughter would be choosen not only because she was beautiful but the amount of energy she carried was too much that it could burn the whole world. Her daughter was no ordinary being and she feared that her dark side would take over and show the true monster hiding deep inside. she wished she would have told her sooner but now it was already too late. They are all made to stand at the podium as the rest of the people together with the elders say a prayer. Lord, please guide and protect the young virgins for they don't know what they are up against. We are so sorry for doing this for we don't have a choice but we pray you may forgive us and to one day save us from this hell we are on. Amen. The transport has arrived and they are made to sit in the bus not even given a chance to say goodbye to their loved ones. The windows are sealed that you can't even see what's happening outside. The journey is long, bumpy and tiresome but finally they reach outside a dark, creepy looking facility and are made to stand in a line. One by one they are 'examined' that is by getting their blood tested by scary looking people with red eyes. It has reached Dove's turn and the woman examining her gives her a peculiar look before pricking her index finger and taking her finger into her mouth. Suddenly, she moves away making everyone to turn to their side. Her face showing fear and confusion. "What are you?" she asks now angry for some reason. Before Brooke could answer, they get interrupted by a very tall and handsome man wearing soldier attire. "She's coming with me." he says as he grabs Brooke's hand leaving with her outside. "Who are you and where are you taking me?" Dove asks but gets no answer as she's made to enter a car and is droven off to an unknown place.

Rumors spreads as tourists see Italy most ancient prize possession. People say that when they touch hands with their soulmate, they will become human. Naturally, it becomes a perfect photo and video opportunity to pose while holding its hand. One cute selfie attempt results in a empty statue podium and Nico catching a very beautiful confused girl in his house.

An ambitious girl trying to reach the top of music industry. About her, her professionnel life, her love life and about those who are arround her.

In the high-stakes world of Formula 1, the struggling Catharam F1 team faces a pivotal moment as financial woes threaten its existence. Enter Marcus Kennedy, a brash and enigmatic character with a reputation for flaunting his father's wealth. As negotiations unfold, Marcus boldly commits to a £280 million investment over five years, aiming to revive Catharam's legacy. For Marcus its not just about investmensts. He wants to own the team!

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Dear readers, sorry for my disappearance and that I was quarantined because of Covid-19 I'm already better Thank God So I ask everyone to read the book again from the beginning, because I will reset and rewrite the book, because in the hospital I wrote a lot, nothing to do that hahaha I'll be changing the theme, so you can rest assured the zombies will exist until cap 300 or 800 but then it will be a surprise for both American and Asian readers. I will try to tell a little about the history of each country in this book up to chapter 800. The Focus for now and Daniel, over the course of history I will make all separate stories, example, missions, but for now it is focused on it When the world leaves you when the world leaves you without hope in the dark you can find your peace. if you are looking for the good pious MC these things can jump to another one because here you will see blood death destruction podium cold blooded murder i will tell the story of a person who can save the world or can destroy him it will depend on the course of the history who he will find on the way what will change and who will change him so let's pray Mc find good people "and I highly doubt You will like this book too, and my authorship https://www.webnovel.com/book/a-historia-de-uma-pessoa-que-n%C3%A3o-era-amada_18874824805398805

Life becomes a ball of confusion for Ji Hye Rin, a 27 year old Jobless woman who finds herself inside a popular novel called And So It Begun. Everything would be easy for her except for the fact that she hasn't read the novel or watched the drama adaptation. Join Hye Rin, who has now taken the Identity of Lady Vivian Diane Sullivan, the child of a mistress, and let's see how she'll find friendship, love and betrayal in unexpected places. . . . . . SNEAK PEEK "The traitor's father and all the men for 2 previous generations are to be beheaded in 3 days while the women in the family will be turned into government slaves." "This is the king's order and it should not be defied by anyone." The butler leaves the podium and the people start cheering. "Why are they smiling?" "Mother is going to die, why are you all laughing!" The people around me pays no attention as they cheered for a man with a large sword swinging it around Mother's head. In a blink of an eye, I feel something splash on my face. Her head is on the floor looking at me with tears rolling down her eyes. . . . . . Genres: Transmigration, Romance, Suspense, Mystery Sub-Genres: Revenge, Action, Comedy . . . Hope you have a nice time reading!!!

My father, the Alpha of the Bright Moon Pack was tortured to death by Reid, the Alpha of the Dark Night Pack, with a butterfly knife. My mother, the Luna, was forced to apologize to the masses as she stood up on a public podium, where she cut herself into pieces. My mentor, Gale, fought the enemy alone to save me, and was never seen again. Gale's son, Pirlo, dragged me out as I tried to return to the Pack in an attempt to rescue my father and other loyal Pack members, telling me to live well. "You are now the heir of the Bright Moon Pack, and everyone sacrificed themselves to save you. You have a responsibility now, understand?" He also told me to hide my identity by disguising myself with a new identity: Gina Miller, his younger sister and an Omega. However, just as we managed to escape, he told me, "Sorry, I think I will go back to take a look…" I watched as my brother turned around and walked towards hell on earth, wishing that it was me instead. Even so, I have a heavy responsibility on my shoulders, and I cannot decide lightly what I should do with my own life now. I waited at the location where we separated, only to be betrayed in return—I believed that Dolly was a friend who suffered the same situation I did, and though I initially believed that she sold me out for her own freedom, it turned out that she sacrificed too much for me. Captured and brought to Reid, I felt a shiver in my blood as he narrowed his eyes at me. "What's your name?" I managed to trick him and became a slave of the Dark Night Pack, hiding my age and biding my time before I become an adult, awaken my Wolf, and strengthen my supernatural abilities. Then, I would avenge my Pack, my parents, my mentor, and my brother! When Reid's daughter reached adulthood, he gathered the Alphas and Betas of neighboring Packs who were without mates to pick the best for his daughter. Elo, an Alpha, hated Reid and had no intention of taking part in some inane banquet, but his best friend Plon dragged him along, using intelligence gathering as an excuse. Elo was then surprised to find that the food offered at the table of the Dark Night Pack was delicious, and he slept soundly after hearing the verse of a simple tune despite being an insomniac. Moreover, he seemed to pick up an alluring scent in his dreams, and decided he must find the musician!

"Three years after three years, ten years have passed, system, I'm invincible, where's the horror game you promised?" Elon came to this world for ten years, the horror game avoided him for nine years. Elon entered the horror game, the squid game with 99 mortality rate, was played as a speed pass game by him. No one passes through the classroom of death, Elon one person and a sword, sitting on the podium. The ghost, who was originally invigilating the exam, sits down and answers the questions. Elon: "Ming ate 5 apples, dad ate 8 apples, how old is grandpa?" "If you can't answer, you all have to die." Ghosts: "Who the hell is the scary game."

seorang pria yang menemukan kekuatan dan arti kehidupan yang indah .melangkah kan kakinya dengan penuh harapan. akan cinta dan cita citanya..membahagiakan orang yang ia kasihi dan keluarga kecilnya di kampung halaman. tak di sangka bertemu dengan gadis jelita yang manja. dan kaya raya. kehidupannya berubah drastis.dari seorang yang miskin menjadi pemimpin di kota besar. memiliki kehidupan yang cukup bermakna. dan mengajarkan tentang arti kehidupan kepada semua bawahannya. pendidikan bukanlah jaminan keberhasilan. namun kegigihan dan kejujuran lah yang menentukan hidup seseorang menjadi lebih berarti.. teruskan berusaha dan berdoa. .jujurlah dan pertahankan etika baikmu.. itulah kata kata yang tak pernah hilang dari ucapannya setiap kali memberi kan penyampaian ataupun pidatonya kepada semua orang yang ia jumpai.

all chapters are available on Otaku blog Transmigrated to a magical world, Chen Mo discovered that as long as he explores the truth of the world, he will get feedback and become stronger. As a result, the former straight-A student sparked an academic storm in another world: sets off a burning revolution, builds geometric wizard towers, formulates the order of elements… discovers the theory of everything! Standing on the podium, Chen Mo smiled contemptuously in the face of doubt: “Your paper doesn’t prove anything.” ** In fact, it is a story about a high school teacher, who transmigrates to another world and becomes the principal of a magical academy, uses the knowledge he learned on the earth to transform another world. It is a simple and pleasant farming story. You should just take my word for it.

At the beginning, when primordial beings didn't exist, concept was just a thought as the fabric of the universe basked in nothingness. There came a group of powerful beings know as gods, they created a bloodline of Temple Keepers . With the ability to bend reality to their thoughts, they nurture the Primordial beings and perfect the concepts of life or so they thought. As a result, time and space where born. They experimented creating worlds individually but that could only keep them busy for so long. Bored with the curse of immortality, they assign a Watcher as they are put to eternal slumber. The Primordials seize this opportunity to rule over the masses that the gods once rule. The chaos created is so great to bear as their nature becomes a hindrance to conquering a lost territory. ... A high podium is seen above this sea of people that stretched through out the city. "This day have we come to your rescue. To deliver you from the hell of freedom..." A deep inhuman voice roars from it's massive body as he gripped the podium tightly. "Yes!!" The crowd roars causing a slight rumble as the masses cry in unison. Not bothered but their closeness as one thing clouded their mind. A dark smile embraced his lips as loses himself gripping the pulpit so tightly as he stretches each side apart tearing it down. And flinging it of the podium but no one cares anymore, they make way for the incoming object but don't stop roaring for a second. "Welcome to the New Order!!" Series of maniac laughter break from the mindless crowd. A new order #Mystic Verse shout out to my comrades Daoist_Chunibyoo, Shadlight, lilsleepy_, step_on_internet, Ranzone

She wasn’t loved for years, she worked to earn the love they had for her younger sister. Until she was murdered by her fiancee and brought into the fantasy world in her favorite novel. She became the Tyrantess in the story worst of all, She only appears in 2 ocassions; when she meets the Female Lead; and 2nd when she’s killed by the female lead! What’ll she do when she’s tied between the villain and the love of her life?! What will happen when she finds out that they’re both the same person?! __________________________________ A man with gleaming eyes and as red as rubies, a strong jawline and a perfect fair face, almost mocking mine. As he approached the Empress carelessly and hugged her saying, "You're my friend. So I shall protect you at all costs," His words slithered into her ears like serpents, as she felt chills run down her spine and couldn't stop the rapid beating from her heart that could be hard a mile away. "Don't touch my toys so carelessly human!" The tiny tsundere god barked, clenching his fists and growing into a man, the man he was. "I didn't want to do this since I would've made even the palace maids fall for my face, but you leave me no choice." The god's nose grew in pride as the maids around him fainted, "Kyaaa!" All of them having the same thoughts, [I will die happily in peace!] "Leave Lisa alone..." The platinum-haired boy repeated, his face listless as if he had nothing else to do. But to everyone's surprise he seemed to care about his Empress. Emphasis on HIS. "LEAVE MY LISA ALONE YOU IDIOTS!!! NONE OF YOU DESERVE HER SHE'S MINE!!!! BUAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!" The silver-haired girl laughed maliciously as she grabbed Annalisa from the waist and pulled her out jumping from podium to podium. "Tch. She's getting away! Catch her!" And that's when the chase started..! What will be of the Evil Empress' Harem?!

Dream Wishes, toko mimpi yang berada di perbatasan dunia mimpi dan dunia nyata. Sebuah rumah minimalis dua tingkat dengan perpaduan warna putih dan hitam yang berpondasi di atas awan. Beberapa pohon rindang mengelilingi rumah berbentuk kotak itu dan tanaman liar lainnya juga ikut menghiasi. Langit hitam yang cerah dan bintang-bintang bersinar membentuk sebuah Milkyway yang melintang tepat di atas rumah. Dream Wishes menawarkan barang-barang unik yang akan mengabulkan 1 permintaan manusia dengan perjanjian imbalan sesuatu yang berharga dari manusia. Datanglah ke toko ini jika hatimu sedang gundah ataupun jatuh dalam kebigungan. Aku akan menolongmu.

A young man finds himself in a void one day after going to sleep the night before. Cause: Unknown. Reason: Unknown. It takes a lot of confusion, a little panic, many unanswered questions, and at last resignation, to finally have any further development. However, things only get weirder. After experiencing something even more bizarre than being able to survive in a black void, he finds himself elsewhere. He now finds himself in a strange ancient-looking hall with no apparent exit, except for an unreachable window way up the top of the hall. Instead, there lies a bizarre black crystal and a small text on a nearby pedestal, on top of a central podium in the massive room. The text on the pedestal talks about something, or rather someone, in a language he's never seen, but can somehow still read. An ancient being of unfathomable might, but an unfortunate end. A feminine voice then greets him, inside his very head, and makes a desperate plea. In return, it'll offer everything it has to him. All he ever wanted was to get back home and get out of this strange turn of events, but feeling pity after hearing the voice's circumstances, he offers the salvation it requests, the freedom it so desires. He does so and is finally allowed to get back home...— "Wait, why am I in a forest? And WHY IS THERE A GOBLIN THERE?!" Turns out, he was not back home. It was a different world. A fantasy world. Did the voice trick him? Betray him after he’d offered her what she wanted? Or did she have ulterior motives from the very beginning? How will he now get back home? … If he can even do that. And what does this new world hold for the young man? Find out by reading the novel at my P@treon. https://www.p@treon.com/poz --- Tags: Isekai, Adventure, Action, Slice of life, Romance, Harem, Slow Paced, R18+. --- A/N: It's one of those generic Isekai stories and it follows the style of standard translated Japanese LNs... sort of. --- Cover provided by Gagan_007. Thanks. :) --- Cover not mine. It belongs to the original artist(s).

Sileo, whether it refers to restart or silent, everyone living there can agree on one thing - There is always a chance there. There is always a chance to start something new. Even with all the monsters, creepy acquaintances, and strange government. That attributed little to the daily lives of normal ones. Regardless if you are from another planet, universe, dimension, which is the case for Otto Kettering. Being crashed by a car before he was sent to prison for murder (A murder he claims he had no part in) was bad, it was bad enough he was going to prison, but now he was in a new world. A world he knew nothing of and that was arguably for better or worse. Sileo, the new world, brings with it strange happenings, weird people, companions (?), and the possibility to reverse everything that has happened to him or to move on and live a new life. If only he could be less awkward, if only he could shut Ater up, if only he could raise his stats like a normal person (Players aren't normal in any way, but that's up to him). Through the poorly drawn maps his companions (?) find and his built in system map, Sileo starts unravelling like a wool ball strung up tight. [Welcome, Player #1001, please head over to the podium to register yourself before we send you off to your new home!] *Note, the cover isn't mine. I can't draw on a computer