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The night before their wedding, her fiancé ran off with his mistress. Out of frustration, she grabbed the man standing in front of the Civil Affairs Office, "President Mo, your bride has not arrived and my groom has run away...May I suggest we get married?" Before marriage, she said, "Even if we were to share the same bed, nothing would happen between us!" After marriage, he said, "If we don't try, how would we know?"

Noong gabi bago ang nakatakdang araw ng kanilang kasal, tumakbo ang kanyang mapapangasawa kasama ng kanyang kabit. Dahil sa kabiguan, hinila niya ang lalaki na nakatayo sa harap ng Civil Affairs Office, “President Mo, ang iyong mapapangasawang babae ay hindi pa dumarating at ang mapapangasawa kong lalaki naman at tumakbo na … maaari ko bang imungkahi na tayong dalawa na lamang ang magpakasal?” Bago magpakasal, sinabi ni Tangning, “Kahit na magsama tayo sa iisang kama, walang mangyayari sa pagitan nating dalawa!” Pagkatapos magpakasal, sinabi ni Mo Ting, “Kapag hindi natin sinubukan, paano natin malalaman?”

Lin Yun, 36 years old, a widower, a mid-level manager in a private enterprise, is a single father, who has recently felt that he is encountering a mid-life crisis. Professionally, he faced adversity; domestically, he was in a cold war with his 14-year-old daughter; physically, he suffered from periarthritis and spoke daily of his agony. In the past few days, he had also uncovered a secret — his daughter was being a "Magic" girl. With the body of a young maiden, she battled extraordinary monsters and protected the city from attacks — this is the common perception of a "Magic" girl. But he was very aware that being a "Magic" girl came with life-threatening dangers. Should he stop her, or respect his daughter’s choice and find other ways to protect her? Gazing at the Heart Flower in his wardrobe, now covered in dust, Lin Yun, the former "Magic" girl who retired 19 years ago, was facing the third major decision of his life.

[Host, host, I am the System, I can help you conquer the world and the witches with various personalities.] Xi Mu: Hmm... Isn't this an action game? When do we start slashing? [Right... This is an action game, but I suggest that the host also try to seduce the witches along the way, there are generous rewards.] Xi Mu: What rewards? [Of course, the perfect romantic experience!] Xi Mu: No need, I've already played through the romance plotlines. Now I just want to go on a rampage and speedrun the game.] [...]

After his death, Weiss S. Albus woke up under an unfamiliar ceiling. What came after a successful transmigration was none other than the memories of the previous owner’s body. Transmigrating into the modern world Blue Star, Weiss was confronted with a system screen in front of him. [Weiss, two months from now, the invasion from another world will destroy Blue Star. You need to prepare and let the entire human race have the power to defeat those invaders! Become a God-Level Game Developer!] Hearing the sweet yet resolute voice from his system spirit “Alice”, Weiss immediately made countermeasures! Invasion from another world? Create the Idle Tower Defense Game and make the defense of Blue Star invulnerable! Those flying lizards (dragons?) were shot down from the sky by a homing meteor turret! Lack of experience in dealing with a wave of monsters? Zombie Survival Online has been developed! Waves of evolved zombies, the hands of the military were numbed after playing the game! The humans need summoned monsters to fight alongside them for support? The Pocket Monster Game was created just for that purpose! Armed with dimensional pocket balls, the players gazed at the monsters and shouted “Gotta imprison and enslave them all!” As if that wasn’t enough, mages and warriors from another world invaded Blue Star! Weiss immediately developed Fantasia Online and let those aliens get a taste of their own medicine! After awakening the God-Level Game Developer System, creating game worlds that was no different from reality itself became the norm for Weiss Albus! “Invasion from another world? Let the human race treat this as nothing but a game! I, the God-Level Game Developer, approve!” Life is a game, but a game within a game? Only the God-Level Game Developer Weiss S. Albus can develop it!

"Reborn in 1979, I should have had the chance to show my skills and pursue grand ambitions. But why did I have to reincarnate into an American's body?! And now I have to take over a bank on the brink of bankruptcy?"

"I am not a god; I'm just a worker who leaves on time." "I will help you as much as I can during work hours, but after I clock out… you’re on your own." Workplace + Agriculture + Science Popularization + Deity + a little romance. Probably~ haha

Once upon a millennium ago, there was a Gunsmith from Hell, and he made hellish guns with abilities that were beyond human: Hellfire Arms. Of course, using these guns required a certain price: the human soul But a "mishap" in Hell has caused many of the Arms to drop in the east coast city of Morissey, where not everyone is exactly a saint In this fantastical representation of 1940's America, private investigator Chance Gordon works with the city's finest in order to get the Hellfire Arms back where they belong before the human race is slaughtered by Hellfire. Bullets will be exchanged, and bodies will hit the floor.

George Martin and Mike Foster have been best friends since childhood, but recent events have brought them even closer together: Mike has moved into George’s house now that George’s unfaithful boyfriend has been kicked out. It puts Mike in a pinch, because he’s always loved George -- maybe more than a best friend should.<br><br>George doesn’t suspect Mike’s feelings, being wrapped up in his job as the youngest lieutenant in the Jacksonville sheriff’s office and investigating a series of murders. But it will all come to a head when George is stalked by a psycho and Mike steps in front of a bullet meant for George. George then realizes there’s much more to their relationship than he thought.

My name is Jesse Seso. I'm from Lordaeron. I am strong, patient, young and intelligent. For just one silver coin, I am willing to join your team and deliver wood from Eastvale Logging Camp to the main gate of Stormwind City. What? You can only pay 40 copper... Then to Goldshire. No, just Stormwind City. 50 copper. If it's only 40 copper, fine. Brother. Don't go. Look at what you said. If I don't do it, really no one will. Alright, you go. See how far you can go. Go. Bah!