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This is a game beyond dimension–the pursuit of truth. The unknown seal, the gambit between gods and demons… The defiance against data, the retribution of human… In a virtual world connected with reality, consciousness dictates us, consciousness chooses us, and consciousness dictates our consciousness. Now, throw away you fear. Throw away your selfish interest, question, and disbelief… Free your thought. Welcome to Thriller Paradise. Feng Bujue lost his ability to fear because of an unknown psychological disorder. Through a virtual reality game designed for players to experience fright and despair, he began his search for his lost fear. Could he finally regain his ability to fear? Could he outwit the scenarios presented to him? Could he finally uncover the truth hidden inside Thriller Paradise?

Mark is a genius military weapon designer who was kidnapped by a mafia gang after refusing to work for them. They forced him to design unique weapons for five years, until one day he successfully escaped only to get shot by his trusted comrades. *Ding! You awakened a weapon system. When he opened his eyes, he was in a different body and in a different world. "You want to kill a wild boar without being detected? Forget about bow and arrow. Here, I present you this sniper rifle." "You want to kill a horde of goblins from the sky? Forget about those flying carpets and brooms. Here, I present you the fighter jet." "You want to kill a dragon? Forget about taking the help of the S-class adventure team. Here, I present you a nuclear bomb." Join Mark Spencer/ Lu Zhen as he brings the whole world to its knees with the help of his weapon system. *** Note: Author isn't born in an English-speaking nation and has no editor either. So, please be understanding if there are any grammatical errors. ************** Author's current works: War Online, My Soul Card is a Reaper Author's other notable works: The Last Slytherin, The Sharingan Hyuga ************** You can also support the Author through Patreon or buy coffee on Ko-fi.com https://www.patreon.com/snowstar https://ko-fi.com/snowstar5061

(The Horror World is here to wish you an early death and a quick rebirth, and you may go crazy even if you don’t die.) You may not believe it, but when others are still struggling in the Horror World, trying to find a glimmer of hope for life! I've mastered all the dark dealings in the horror world. Horror World Ghost League. "I'm reporting with my real name! Chen Gang is a gangster!" Chen Gang, who was sitting in the main seat, slowly raised his head. "Who are you and why are you suing me?" Chen Gang patted the ghost on the shoulder. "Don't be stupid, brother, this is a horror world, where does the underworld come from?" "Brother Gang appreciates your courage to report your real name regardless of your own danger, but you are reporting me, and Brother Gang is very unhappy."... "Chen Gang , you only know how to fight in groups! You can fight with me in a fair 1V1 if you can!" Chen Gang looked at this guy who was having a heated fight with his lv35 bodyguard. He looked up again and looked at the lv80 level above his head. asked tentatively. "How about you commit suicide?"

A world where creatures just ignore their past, doesn't care where and whom they came from. But who could imagine that there was a young woman who's different from their perspectives and aims in this demon-like world, Fontana Marie Swundes was her name, she was lost from her past just like all of them but would try to unlock the doors of curiosity to just find the golden truth. Will she find the answers? Come, let's unveil the truth.

"Welcome, everyone, to the live stream. Before we begin tonight's broadcast, I must warn you: only three kinds of people can see this stream. First, those heavily shrouded in dark energy. Second, those destined to die within the next seven days. As for the third... I dare not say. All I can offer is this piece of advice-beware of what's behind you!" (Update 3 chapter per day)

Awakened Talent — Temptation of the Dead: All ghosts naturally have an increased favorability towards him. "The Terrifying Game Has Arrived." Yi Bai awakens a unique talent in a twisted nightmare survival game. His new ability? The power to increase the favorability of ghosts and monsters. But as he ventures deeper into this eerie world, things begin to unravel in ways he never expected… A ghostly supermodel nurse, IV bottle in hand, demands Yi Bai administer her fluids. An aristocratic vampire countess insists that only Yi Bai’s blood can satisfy her thirst. A shape-shifting spirit, with countless faces, relentlessly hunts him, craving the perfect human skin to wear. An ethereal bride, drifting out from an ancient painting, waits for him—her soul bound by a thousand years of sorrow. And then there’s the bulletproof zombie princess, who has her own immortal ideas about what’s truly eternal. As Yi Bai tries to survive in this deadly game, where his charm may be both his greatest weapon and his most dangerous flaw, he must navigate a terrifying world where the dead have their own desires—and they’re not afraid to claim him as their own.

Disclaimer: The content presented here is not authored by me. I kindly request that you extend your support to the original author by visiting jjwxc.net. Original Author Name: Wang Ya / 妄鸦 - The washed-up magician Zong Jiu transmigrated into a horror, infinite flow novel about a survival show, taking the place of the cannon fodder who died tragically in the first evaluation round. This show was very interesting. Out of the tens of thousands of people, only a hundred people could survive, and the c-position (strongest contender) could even get a universal wish ticket. If it were someone else, they’d probably be scared to death. No one expected that Zong Jiu was not only unafraid, but also caused a sensational stir, shamelessly showing off his tricks the whole way. Once his tricks stopped, and his life could be considered safe and sound, he ended up in a rivalry with the novel’s big villain. Today you try to get at me, tomorrow I’ll get you back, back and forth, it’s pretty fun, heh. As a result, though it was just playing around, one time they got carried away and really did end up sleeping together. Watching the nemesis who was pressing him to the ground, Zong Jiu lazily lifted his gaze. “If you want to kill me then kill me, don’t speak nonsense.” Even when at a disadvantage, he showed no trace of fear, and actually continued to provoke him. That person used his ice-cold finger to trace his ear, and the action heading toward the aorta suddenly stopped. “What a pity. I’ve changed my mind.” — He was once very willing to personally give Zong Jiu death. Every day, he used to regret not gouging out his flesh, personally snapping his neck. But after this person fell into his hands, another, more urgent desire grew like weeds. Compared to winning or losing, he would rather see him crying and panting, with eyes red, begging for mercy.

It's the year 3045 and the entire world is shrouded in a deadly fog. To escape its grasp, people flocked to New York where the fog couldn't penetrate. Unbeknownst to them, a sinister presence lurked in the once bustling city. In this morally grey society, cunning, influence, and aspirations dictate this shattered world. With a diverse group of characters each pursuing their own ambitions, there is a variety of personalities to connect with as their narratives unravel, leading to an inevitable conclusion.

Seikha Sahl (Seikha) mendapati dirinya dalam dimensi kehidupan yang berbeda. Hidupnya merupakan teka-teki yang menyesakkan. Bayang-bayang kejadian masa lalu terus menghantuinya. Dendam dan air mata seringkali merajai pikirannya. Kendati jiwa Seikha rapuh, dia tetap terlihat angkuh dan tangguh. Realita perjalanan hidup membuatnya sadar bahwa pengkhianatan sistematis dan rajapati sadis menjeratnya. Hanya satu yang menjadi perisai kebenaran baginya, Arjunara (Juna). Pria yang merawatnya bahkan saat ia tak berdaya. Bagaimana Seikha keluar dari belenggu masa lalu dan berjuang meniti masa depan yang baru?

"Yesterday, in the latest round of the chilling game, the player known as 'Gin' completed 10 D-level tasks and 2 C-level tasks, performing beyond expectations to finish the game and earned three 'horror-class' ghost entities. Promptly recognized by the nation, he was recruited as an official Spirit Master." "As the global horror game phenomenon marks its second anniversary, this player from Country C becomes the 13th person to finish the game and be directly employed by the government as a first-class Spirit Master..." Inside the stuffy school bus, Richard, with his eyes closed, listened to the radio news with a hint of impatience, "Can we turn that off?" No one paid him any attention. The bus was buzzing with his classmates' chatter, nearly all of it focused on the news story. "I'm so jealous of those guys. How did they complete those tasks in such a terrifying setting? If it were me, I'd be shaking too hard to even stand." "They're psychos with ironclad wills, motivated only by the rewards, sacrificing life for money. We can’t even compare to them." "It'll be our turn soon, right? Once we turn 18, we have to enter the horror game at least once. Just thinking about it is terrifying." "What's there to be scared of? Last year, a newbie turned 18, tackled three F-class characters, snagged some rewards, and afterwards, tycoons tripped over themselves to buy them. Heard he made a billion and is set for life!" "Let's make an effort; maybe we won't have worries in our next life either," said a student, his voice bubbling with excitement. "Idiot, with that attitude, don't plan on returning alive!" "That horror game round, over fifty students entered, but just over twenty returned alive, and more than ten developed heart conditions from the shock." "The only one who got a reward just hit the jackpot with the easiest task." "For first-timers," "Just focus on making it back alive—that’s the best you can hope for," said a boy with a center-parted hairstyle leaning against the window, his voice cold and detached. His words sent a chill through many of the students.