These Weathered Whispers To You I Lost

am i despair? am i hope? i don't know. but my life is full of them. your life, everyone's. the hope to atleast not be hungry again, the despair of not finding foods. the hope of retaliating, the despair of knowing i'm weak as fuck. i tought persia is the end of despair amd the start of new hope. but i think the world just hate me being happy. even in afterlife, i had't even know was i going to hell or heaven. striaght into danganronpa. directly. god, were you infected by junko by any chance? -- note: 3000 words a week atleast.

As Raj Nair slowly regained consciousness, his mind swirled with confusion and disorientation. The sterile scent of the hospital room filled his nostrils, and the soft hum of medical equipment echoed in his ears. Blinking against the harsh glare of the overhead lights, he struggled to make sense of his surroundings. Amidst the fog of his awakening, another voice pierced through his thoughts, crisp and clear. "Installation is completed," it said, sending a shiver down Raj's spine. He knew instinctively that this was not the time for such cryptic messages, not when his mind was consumed by worry and uncertainty. "Doctor, doctor," he called out, his voice strained with desperation. "Where are my parents? Where's my big brother? Where's my sister?" Moments later, a white-coated figure appeared at his bedside, their expression solemn and sympathetic. Raj's heart pounded in his chest as he awaited the doctor's response, a sinking feeling settling in the pit of his stomach. "I'm sorry, Raj," the doctor began, their voice gentle but firm. "Your parents...they didn't make it. They passed away in the car accident."

The name Projection of All Worlds website that appeared in each world has been around for a while. One day, Jiang Xia comes to a so-called universal projection website invitation, just register to send the manuscript and there will be a reward...... So, one after another, the famous scene began to show its light. Top 10: Oath Under Snow: Emiya. If this is evil, then I am evil! Can you give me back, Miyu? Top 9: Luffy vs Kaidou: This is my country's friend. If I don't defeat you, I can't become the Pirate King...... Top8: Mount Natagumo : Hinokami Kagura-Dance..... Natsu from Fairy Tail also wanted to protect his comrades, and he looked at the contemplation with the crowd of people, and also made a choice...... According to the image of each scene, countless people felt their enthusiasm boiling and therefore moved, as a result, the Heavens of All Worlds began to return to heaven...... The novel and the character are merely fictional, and if they have similarities, they are mere coincidences and should not be imitated. Updates Schedule: 2 Chapters every M/W/F @11am GMT+08 If you want to support me and want advanced access to up to 10 Chapters, you can check it @patreon.com/Icedrone

In a debt-crushed rural corner of China, jade miner Touming drowns under crushing loans: 12.8 million won in personal debt and a staggering 165.8 million won family curse stretching back six generations. Hounded by four ruthless loan sharks and six mafia-connected gangs demanding monthly blood money, he scrapes by smuggling tiny jade fragments from brutal 12-hour mine shifts. One desperate night, after selling everything he owns to meet a payment and still arriving two minutes late, enforcers beat him to the edge of death. As life fades on a filthy alley street, an ancient jade-bound system awakens inside him—granting supernatural sight through solid rock and uncanny 999+ luck in uncovering priceless jade veins.

I am Zeus. King of Gods. Lord of Sky and Storm. Ruler of all creation. I am also sixteen years old, living in a foster home in Columbus, Ohio, with a B-minus average and absolutely no idea how any of this happened. The age of gods is over. Olympus is empty. The world forgot us centuries ago, and honestly? We let it. But something in the dark has been waiting for exactly that moment. When my school cafeteria explodes, and a crack from the deep places opens in the floor — something ancient, something that knew my name — I know the waiting is over. I have no thunderbolt. No power worth mentioning. No army. I have a lab partner named Demi who keeps having visions she can't explain, and somewhere out there, two brothers I haven't spoken to in centuries. I guess that'll have to be enough.

She was born to destroy demons. He was born to challenge the god realms. As an Eternal, Kelsey was raised to hate—and ultimately wipe out demon clans. However, a powerful spell seals away her memories and godly strength. Lost and unaware of her true identity, she lives among demons… only to find herself trapped in a terrifying marriage she never chose. Luca is a calamity given form—a mixed-blood demon king, a dragon of annihilation to gods and mortals alike. Yet before his new bride, he is unexpectedly gentle, attentive… and devastatingly handsome. But their love is doomed. For Kelsey’s blood belongs to the god clans, sworn enemies of demons. And when her sealed memories begin to awaken, a voice commands her to kill her husband. As gods conspire, demon factions’ rebel, and long-buried truths about their origins come to light, Kelsey and Luca are forced to confront their fated destiny. Will love overcome destiny? And when the truth of their origins is revealed, what choice will they make?

A beam of light, transcending the barriers of countless universes, projected onto the countless worlds, becoming a spectacle for the natives of each world! When Jingliu finely diced Blade into minced meat, the Demon Slayer Corps were shocked! 'What kind of breathing technique is that? Ice Breathing?' (A certain Demon King trembled in a corner) When Acheron unleashed a spectacular slash in Penacony, a girl named Mei on a certain starship couldn't even hold her rice scoop steady. 'She's also named Mei? She also has lightning attributes? And... why does her voice sound exactly like mine?' This is bad! I have a feeling the upcoming scenes are going to have an unacceptable, super-crazy development! Updates Schedule: 1 Chapter every M/W/F @11am GMT+08 If you want to support me and want advanced access to up to 10 Chapters, you can check it @patreon.com/Icedrone

After her death, Lilith awakens in a world where fourteen billion players struggle for survival, power, and the right to continue existing. Ten million of them have become Demon Lords, each building their own race, their own territory, and their own army. Demonic Dragon Knights command vast legions, Vampires rise to build empires, and Lords of Catastrophe leave nothing but ruin in their wake. Yet Lilith enters this world as the Primordial Succubus Monarch - and quickly realizes she cannot walk the same path as the others. Instead of endless armies, she is given only three succubi, each unique in their own way, and the system permanently seals her ability to summon more. In a world where power is measured in numbers, such a gift feels more like a death sentence than a blessing. If she wants to conquer this world, she will have to take armies from other Demon Lords, grow stronger despite her limitations, and prove that a demon of desire is not meant only to seduce - but to fight. And above them all stand the Heroes… beings created for one purpose alone. To hunt and kill Demon Lords like her.

I found a portal to a Vanilla Minecraft world. No mods, no cheats, just infinite blocks and monsters that wanted to eat my face. Most people would build a dirt hut and pray for sunrise. Me? I realized I couldn't conquer this world alone. I have the power to 'Possess' mobs, but I only have one soul. I needed an army. So, I did the only logical thing—I called the government. Now, the world’s elite special forces aren't just soldiers; they are the new 'mobs' in my realm. Imagine a Sniper who can teleport like an Enderman. Imagine a battalion of Iron Golems driving modern main battle tanks. While the rest of the world is fighting over dwindling oil and rising electricity prices, my country is building aircraft carriers every single day using infinite iron and coal. We aren't just playing a sandbox game. We are industrializing it. From crashing the global gold market to deploying a hundred-meter-long zombie siege engine, we are the 'National Mod' that the world never saw coming. The 'Vanilla' era is officially over. The question isn't whether we can survive the Minecraft world... it’s whether the real world can survive us.

He was supposed to be a prince. But because of a system that clocked out on time, he ended up living like a stablehand’s servant. By the time it finally came back, Lucas had already fought his way up on his own— clawed his way through blood, through steel, through every limit that should have stopped him— until he became the sharpest blade in the knight order. The system took one look at him. Lines of cold data flickered across his vision— and then it said: “No. You’ve drifted.” And then— It deleted everything he’d bled for over the past eighteen years. Rewrote his life. Erased someone who mattered. And, like it was doing him a favor, told him: this was the “correct route.” Lucas stared at the empty space where it had all been. “Then what were those eighteen years supposed to be?” “A bug.” … Fine. Then he’d use that “bug”— to build everything back from nothing, to take back the life that got deleted, and this time— to find out who, exactly, was writing this world’s “right answer.”