clark in the 100

I transmigrated into the body of a teenage Clark Kent in the Smallville universe. What will I do differently?

This is not my novel I copied it from somewhere else because I like Webnovel format

In a world where humans are trapped and separated by barriers called Domains, it is up to those with wills and strength to fight and keep humanity alive from what lay outside the Domains. After all, how long will they continue to stand?

Dunia ini merumakan dunia yang dimana menganggap senjata sebagai sebuah harta yang berharga bagi setiap ksatria. Setiap ksatria atau calon ksatria akan memiliki sebuah senjata seperti pedang, busur, kapak, tombak, dan beberapa jenis senjata lainnya yang didapat dari perburuan harta. Tapi apa yang aku dapatkan, ini hanya sebuah senjata sampah yang terlalu panjang dan sulit digunakan.

In a divided world, the conflict between Hunters and Nightcrawlers is taking a violent turn. Huntersville and Ravenport, there is nothing between but a fence separating the bloodbath. Alexander Hudson is one of the greatest hunters of Collaborative Control Line Analysis Wing a.k.a CLAW. He is a wolf from Huntersville and His job is to hunt the enemy for the government. But his latest mission is driving him towards a rebel. Taking a female nightcrawler as captive is a foribben game. Only way to win is to outrun the system.

"Oga kpata kpata! Oga no na isisi! Oga no n' enu!" He greeted his boss who was sitted in the spacious office with his back turned to him. "What's new?" The Boss answered with a cold emotionless voice. The smoke from his pipe engulfing the room. "The Alaye don show, he just touch down Chinua Achebe Airspace." The fellow answered, he being part of the activity didn't flinch at the sight or breathe of the atmosphere almost two inches thick which he stood in the midst of, firm like an Iroko ready to wait on his boss' command. "Interesting! Get her to keep an eye on him, you, keep an eye on them..." And as he spun himself on the swivel to face him, he asked, "Is that clear?" "I dey for you Oga m, I dey for you, asap!" He replied with a slight bow. With a wave of one of his palms, both hands were now rested on the table, he dismisses him. He left with a bow and a final greeting as another guard armed with only a pistol hails the boss and proceeds to shut the door behind him. The boss spun himself repeatedly and when he had finally settled, he had a smirk as he released puffs of cloud from his nostrils...

Menurutmu? Apa tujuan moongoddes menyatukan Clans Ionia dan Cynuria?

The middle class Jamaican family is filled with turmoil and guided by evil desires, while hiding the actions and plans behind this family’s mask of integrity and honesty. Despite their best efforts, the truth rises, exposing the sex, deception, love and death that maintain the secrecy of the Balaclava.

Stephanie Lisa smiled as she pulled the trigger and slept like a baby at nights but the beautiful head turning sexy cop had a very strange loyalty to the man that groomed her through the Force. His secrets kept her up at nights Marcus was slippery, smooth and used his charm to twist and turn others into puppets of his wishes. The middle class Jamaican family is filled with turmoil and guided by evil desires, while hiding the actions and plans behind this family’s mask of integrity and honesty. Despite their best efforts, the truth rises, exposing the sex, deception, love and death that maintain the secrecy of the Balaclava. (Check out the complete story on the other copy on Sharestory.com

Danny Joshiro is the grandson of a well known martial artist. Wakaki Joshiro was his name. Wakaki was famous for being the strongest man in Tokyo. But sadly went into a coma after sparing with a friend. That was six years ago. Newly fighters say they are better than him and shit on the name Martial Arts. Danny, now sixteen, wants to make his grandfather proud. And take make his honor back. Buttttt Danny knows nothing about it. And he isn't a fighter at all. All he does is play video games and be a hermit. Will he do his grandfather proud? Or fail him?