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"Rob (Rank ???): Able to rob another person’s ability. Yang Xi felt hopeless as the world seemed to want him to shine. At first, he was a nobody trying to save his sister, but he became the one who had to shoulder the future of mankind. Then, he created an organization just so he could hide his identity, but it became a force that had stretched its claw to every corner of the world. And, when he gave one of his subordinates the power of [Training], that subordinate managed to evolve it into the strongest Divine Body…"

Alaia was once a princess in the Kindom of Floria but her older brother Prince Julian and the queen committed treason, resulting in the death of the king, her older brother Prince Easton and herself. Ruth, an exiled angel, heard and responded to her cries and gave up her own life and powers to give Alaia another chance to live with the sole purpose of avenging her brother and father. Alaia hid in a forest outside the Kingdom of Floria, wearing a beast mask to conceal her identity. Alaia will meet a peasant who came from the Kingdom of Carval. The peasant and his pregnant wife were being chased by bandits. Alaia helped them but she asked for the child, still in the peasant's wife's womb, as the payment. When the child turns 18, Alaia will take her away from them without any plan of what she will do with the child. Seventeen years quickly passed, and Alaia still hasn't avenged her brother and father. She learned that King Julian's son, Prince Owen will soon get married to a woman named Maria Holmes. Recognizing Maria's parents and remembering her agreement with the peasant, Alaia became infuriated at the familiar feeling of betrayal. She showed up at Prince Julian and Maria's wedding to take Maria away from them. Maria thought that the situation is just the same as in the famous children's book, Beauty and the Beast, but it was not. Alaia didn't take her because she needs help lifting a curse. She doesn't need a true love's kiss. She just took Maria to enslave her. Maria maybe is a beauty, but Alaia isn't a beast, just a person wearing a beast mask.

Everyone landed on Boundless Land and became a land ruler participating in the Ten Thousand Races Conquest Tournament. At the start of their arrival, each land ruler would receive a random starting Soldier-type Building. Recruit soldiers, fend against enemies, plunder resources, build an empire, and conquer all ten thousand races! Joe was surprised to discover that… he had rolled the unique Soldier-type Building — Demon Transformation Blood Pool! It could cultivate demons! “Haha, mine is a high-tier Soldier-type Building, it can summon elves!” “Mine is a top-tier Soldier-type Building, it can summon dragons to swarm the skies!” “I can summon the Golden Behemoth, its strength sees no limits…...” Seeing these gloating messages, Joe couldn’t help but sink into deep thought. His demons are the dwellers of hell, a unique soldier-type. Small Demon, Great Demon, Demon King, Demon Ruler, Demon Overlord, Demon God. Even the weakest Small Demon was Sage Level! The strongest was a terrifying Lord of the Gods Level being! Everywhere the demon army went, there would be the silence of death!

“What do you mean, Ryan?” Everything in the world of this girl have decided to become upside-down once she moved from Malaysia all the way to Washington DC. “Uh.. I-.. I can explain. Please listen.” She'd love to crumble and cry, falling on her knees but she's not that type of girl. She's tough. She's a Tomboy. PS- This is literally a fantasizing story so, if you may, I let you (readers) to judge it based on your opinion. thanks and enjoy!

What if you're now normal because you had finally done "it", yet the next thing you had known is that you are not once again? What if you were just relaxing on a bed, then only to wake up finding yourself not there at all? What if you're a human, though not anymore? What if... you became one of those types? It wouldn't be so simple, as you are destined to be the greatest one. So what would you want to be, a Human or a "Zombie"? Well, it wouldn't be you in this story, but me. After all, I'm the chosen one, aren't I? For the title of a king. The Zombie King, I mean. ---------- I do not own the cover art. Got it from google, so all credits to you if you own it. And if you want me to bring it down, please don't. Just kidding, I will. ---------- Author's note: During the making of the opening sentences, I only thought of this as a joke story since my mind forced me to do it due to "certain" circumstances. However, when I finished writing a chapter (the one and only debut chapter), I might have felt relieved (nothing but my brain) at first, but then it just keeps continuing like the Amazon's river flow pressure. The anxiety to keep it hidden inside, I mean. So my dear damn friend (brain) suggested to me, how about actually making a novel out of it, the jokes included? And I took that personally... even if I have another series that I needed to work on because I promised that as I started it, I shall end it. But damn, this one overlapped. So I guess I'll just focus on this first instead. Also, I would not update every weekend because it would not be a weekend if I would. PS1: It would be great if you can drop a review. It will be definitely helpful for a "certain someone". Thanks. PS2: You might notice that the beginning chaps are slow, but it would not be slow at all if you are enjoying, right? Peace. PS3: I really want to make chaps every single day, but not every day is a day that I have the motivation to do so. Apologies.

When I thought a middle-aged man died in a traffic accident, he reincarnated in another world as a neutrally beautiful boy. It's a world with the so-called reversed chastity, where the male-to-female ratio is 1:100... or so I thought. Surprisingly, there are two types of women in this world. One looks almost the same as women from the previous life but is physiologically disliked by all men, known as Common. The other is slender, lacks feminine traits, and can interact with males, serving as male attendants—Artio. In this world with a male, Artio, and Common ratio of 1:4:95, only I can desire and touch both women equally. Wait, does that mean I can boldly claim that the Common, occupying 95% of the total population and ignored by men in this world, is all mine? Moreover, Artio becomes quite attractive once you get used to her. I can do whatever I want in this world! ...This is the story of a man living conveniently in such a world. •This is not my novel; I am merely translating it. •Status of this Novel is completed •The entire 130 chapters have been translated and are available on Patreon for those interested in exploring this captivating story further: https://www.patreon.com/Jenuinez_translation

Pink bows in her hair, wearing a white dress and holding a basket full of flowers. The flower girl for her parents' wedding. When they said their vows, Alessia knew they were true. They, at least, felt true. Love is a lie. Weddings are pointless. Wasting money, saying vows, making promises you can't keep. You break a family rather make one this way.

I'm just an ordinary mom, trying to do my job as a trash collector picking out trash one day when a man rudely threw a can at my head instead of the bin. "Hey! What are you doing?! The trash bin is next to me so how could you throw in my direction?!" I scolded the young man for his ignorance and I just heard him laugh, as if treating my words as a joke. "Shut up old lady, you're just a trash collector. Isn't your job collecting trash and all that? I suggest do your job or I'll make sure to report you and then you'll have no job at all." He took out his phone to record what was happening and out of instinct I smacked it out of his hands. "Hey that's the latest model! You'll pay for that-!" He was about to raise his hands to hit me when two men in black suits stopped him. "Call the boss and report immediately. The madam is injured I repeat the madam is injured." He kept repeating a code and I knew immediately what was about to happen next. "...I have to go." "Madam you're not going anywhere." ...

We always expect something more from others but there is limit of the expectations. And when it crosses the line and become limitless ,soon there is end.

Generic Fiction, just trying to write. Do not expect anything else beside the aforementioned. Feel Free to give feedback.