So What If It's an RPG World - Volume 2 - Chapter 20: Slow Travelling Live Exercise

This is probably the story of a modern man who became the Seventh son of Kangxi in the Qing Dynasty. This is probably the story of how the Seventh brother Yinyou worked hard and fell in love by the way. So there is no doubt that this article is ambiguous, and it is easy to guess who the couple is.

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In the chaotic world of Ancient Greece, a modern soul is reborn into the body of a young warrior. Armed with knowledge of future empires, military tactics, and innovations, he has no mercy for his enemies as he sets his sights on dominating the Mediterranean. Ruthless and ambitious, he will use every advantage at his disposal to rise to the top. From the heights of Athens to the streets of Rome, alliances will be forged, rivals crushed, and a new empire built from the ashes of the old. In a chaotic time full of treachery and power struggles, only the strong survive.Dont read yet the novel is a complete mess it will be fixed by the day after tomorow give it a try by then.

Arren was reincarnated as an extra in the book world. However, unlike the others, Arren was determined to play his role well and be the best extra ever.He was successful until that one unfortunate night that would make his second life an unpredictable one. He also began to doubt that perhaps... He wasn't the useless extra he always thought he was.R18.OMEGAVERSE/ BL

Epic fantasy presence: Ashes Of The First Tyrant [AOTFT]Prologue – The Law of AuraThey say every soul burns.Some flare brightly and fade. Others smolder quietly for a lifetime.But a rare few, rare beyond reason ignite with such intensity that the world bends to them. These are not gods. Not yet.These are the Tyrants.And their aura is not a gift.It is a weight a burden.In this world, aura is everything.It is the breath behind a sword strike, the pressure behind a command, the silent will that can crush or inspire. Most are born with it. Few master it.But only one…only one in an ageawakens the Tyrant’s Spirit…the aura that dominates not by force, but by presence alone.