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This is an era that belongs to the warriors. They are the law. Powerful and honorable, they decide life and death. Blood drawn by the swords are the melody of this era. 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This is an era that belongs to the warriors. They are the law. Powerful and honorable, they decide life and death. Blood drawn by the swords are the melody of this era. In the midst of all this a lone boy, after the death of his grandfather, sets on journey to find his father who fights in the battlefield.
A Hero is someone chosen by God to receive a supernatural 'gift'. A unique existence, only one Hero can exist at a time, with a new one being chosen upon the former's death.<br>This generation's Hero is an ordinary villager girl named Kyrie whose gift is merely being able to boil water.<br>When her family and friends are slaughtered, Kyrie is backed into a corner and learns the true value of that boiling hot power, and how well it could be used to fan the flames of revenge that burned inside of her.
“I will die this summer.” Eden is a member of the Timekeeper family, who possess the ability to travel back in time. Their date of death has been set since the day they were born... and the summer of 2018 is when Eden is destined to die. On that fateful day, , he decides to confess his feelings to his longtime crush. But Jay, who is straight and only cherishes Eden as a friend, is flustered by Eden’s confession and reacts badly. Caught up in his thoughts, Eden is met with a fatal accident—and thus his time travel begins. He finds himself on the last day of the high school summer camp training where he first met Jay. Given the opportunity, will Eden be able to change anything that happened on that day, 20 years ago?
Based on Yukkedoluce’s popular song The Transient Apple Salesgirl: What would you give up for a chance at eternal life? Money? Friendship? Memories? Most people would consider it, if not actually go through with it. After all, immortality gives you an endless amount of possibilities… And yet this story tells a tale of a boy who considers to give up his immortality for just one thing - the friendship of a stranger…
Inaba Akira, a second year student at Naruyama High School, is a candidate for the next student council president due to his good manners and excellent grades. He was highly trusted by his teachers, and was loved by his classmates for his bright and friendly personality. However, he also had a serious problem...
“Ancient divine techniques, awe-inspiring across countless realms and eras. An invincible golden body, subduing gods and demons from all heavens. The wicked spirit’s frenzied blade, cleaving through the boundless void. A young man born into obscurity, yet possessing horrifying combat prowess that defies belief. With his own power, he bathes the world in blood for tens of thousands of miles, reigning supreme over all lands…”
When I first came into the book, my goal was just to survive. ‘I have to live longer! And be happy!’ So I did my best. I am going to walk on my own flower path. “Wherever I go, the seat next to you is mine. You promised to pat my head for the rest of your life, isn’t that right?” The strongest male character, who was stabbed to death in the original novel, stared at me with obsessive eyes. If I say no, he will destroy the world. “Yes, I’ll kill him. Then you’ll be happy, too, right?” The fifth brother looked a bit crazy. “This is my land from here to here. And yours, too. I’m glad to be able to breathe with your grandest dreams.” The fourth oldest sister, who became the richest woman on the continent, opened the map and said that. If I say I don’t have such a grand dream like her, I think a catastrophe will happen. “I’m looking forward to the Winter Solstice that you’ll rule completely.” Laughter rose on the face of the butler who served me. “If you don’t connect to Verratoux, my heart will stop tomorrow morning. Are you sure you’re okay with that?” My first sister, who was supposed to be the original successor, threatened me with her life. And this is the biggest problem. Somehow, a faint smile raised my father’s mouth, which became stronger than the original father he was. “Independence? Try it then. I won’t even let a single ant live on this land.” “Did you think you could leave my arms and stand on your own…” He then stared at me obsessively. They are all acting weird. Everything went wrong. I only did my very best.
Based on *The Unwomanly Face of War* by [Svetlana Alexievich](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Svetlana_Alexievich), which can be bought [here](https://www.amazon.com/dp/0399588744). In *The Unwomanly Face of War*, Alexievich chronicles the experiences of the Soviet women who fought on the front lines, on the home front, and in the occupied territories. These women—more than a million in total—were nurses and doctors, pilots, tank drivers, machine-gunners, and snipers. They battled alongside men, and yet, after the victory, their efforts and sacrifices were forgotten. ___ **Supervisor:** [Hayami Rasenjin](https://mangadex.org/author/2bd63053-4100-4118-b7bc-d8e3a1fe4f78)
As the head disciple of the number one sect in the world, Luo Jianqing had a brilliant reputation. He was the most respected senior brother of his junior brothers and sisters: the last disciple of the cultivation world’s number one cultivator, Luo Jianqing greatly respected his master’s teachings, not crossing his limits by even half a step.Afterward, he was stabbed to death just like that by the main character with his sword. His master’s sword.Luo Jianqing: “……”The Heavens want me dead, yet I refuse to die! See if the will of the heavens is more fearsome, or if the will of my sword is more stubborn!Wu Yin: “Jianqing, I have something to say to you.”Luo Jianqing: “Master, I also have something to say to you.”Wu Yin: “… you speak first?”Luo Jianqing: “You speak first.”Wu Yin: “I like you.”Luo Jianqing: “I want to top you.”Wu Yin: “……”
The mid-boss of the AAA-grade game our company was developing. A villain who dies 999 times out of 1,000. Deculein von Grahan Yukline. That person... was now me. \"I\'m bound to die in almost every route.\" As a villain, Deculein is inevitably destined to perish. [Primary Survival Goal: Become necessary to the game.] If death is my fate, then I will twist fate itself to survive. [The Villain Wants to Live]
Fresh out of a breakup, game developer Woojin has little going for him. So when he hears that the middle boss of their game is based on him, he can't resist adding a few traits to make his virtual alter ego a tad more noble. Little did he know, he would soon end up trapped in said villain's skin! With a 1 in 1,000 chance of survival, Woojin now has to navigate the countless variables leading him to his impending doom. Will the tweaks he made to the character tip the scales in his favor?
