**Game tester Lu Fengyi** accidentally binds to a **"Deduction Simulator"** and is transported to the **void between two realms**. There, he establishes **Twilight Fortress**, bridging the **cultivation world** and the **lord-dominated world**. Leveraging the simulator's time-acceleration capabilities to merge the rules of both realms, he breeds **spirit beasts** and assembles a **hybrid task force**. Starting with the **Moonlit Lake Annihilation Campaign**, he gradually unlocks cross-dimensional systems like **interdimensional caravans** and **Beast Soul Armor**.

During his journey, he teams up with **Elven Princess Aelia** to thwart the **Blood Fiend Sect's conspiracy**, awakening the **primordial chaos beast Xiangliu** . The story culminates in a climactic battle at the **Space-Time Rift** against the **Blood Fiend Patriarch** and the **Abyssal Lord**. Though victorious, Lu discovers a cryptic clue about the **Third Domain**, propelling him into an even grander odyssey.

Sorry, that I didn’t post for a while. I was thinking more topics.

Don't read it. Just some boring stuff

In the beginning, there was only the Creator—a being of boundless light, whose very thoughts birthed dimensions, gods, and time itself. From His essence came the Twelve Dimensions, the cosmic realms where His children shaped life, warred for power, and dreamed of purpose. He was the source. He was existence.

But even the eternal can grow weary.

The Creator, infinite and omnipotent, longed for an end. Not out of despair—but out of completion. Yet He could not undo Himself, for to do so would unravel all that is. So He created Azrael, a being forged to bring about His end… and watched as even that divine purpose failed.

Eras passed. Civilizations rose and fell. Reapers harvested souls. The balance was maintained. But the Creator’s desire remained unchanged: to cease existing, to free all from the cycle of His will.

And so, He cast His gaze beyond gods and reapers… to a boy not yet born into legend. A boy named Aristo.

Unaware of his cosmic importance, Aristo would rise from the ashes of obscurity. He would not wield divine blades or command armies—at first. But he would carry within him something no being ever had: the power to end existence without unmaking it.

This is not merely the tale of gods or demons.

This is the story of Aristo—the boy destined to fulfill the Creator's finally

This isn't a copied work , but an original story by me

As soon as Qing Liqing opened her eyes, she found herself in the master bedroom of the villa she had purchased at a low price before the end of the world.　　The shock and anger after being betrayed by his most trusted friend lingered in his heart for a long time, the　　Hatred made him lose his usual composure, and he lost control of himself and swatted away the things on the bedside table.　　Then he heard a man's emotionless voice: You hurt me.　　Qing Liqing: ???!　　Zhen Li stretched out his arm, a small red mark on it.　　Qing Liqing: Wait, just now here ...... someone ......?　　Zhen Li expressionless: I'm not a person, I'm this villa you're living in right now.　　Qing Liqing: I'm sure either you're crazy or I am.

What if lovefound you before you were ready to understand it?What if the right timenever comes unless you make it?

What ifsilencewas safer — but saying nothing meant losing everything?Is lovestill beautiful to you, even when it doesn’t stay?A story of almost,eventually.

In the heart of Mumbai's abandoned tunnels, a forgotten soul awakens - not from sleep, but from death itself.

Yuvaan Mehra, once a name buried by betrayal, returns with shadows whispering secrets only he can hear. Framed, killed, and erased by those he trusted, he now walks a path between justice and vengeance.

With nothing but a strange chip, a mysterious voice calling him "Agent 313", and a city that's forgotten him, Yuvaan must uncover a conspiracy rooted in power, darkness, and a past that refuses to stay buried.

But when you're reborn beyond the grave...

Are you still solving crimes - or becoming one?

Beyond The Grave: Files of Detective Yuvaan - a dark, psychological crime-thriller where every clue is a lie, and every truth costs blood.

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Chapter One

When I opened my eyes, I was there.Yes — all the magical beings were there, as if I had left behind the ordinary world, the YKS exam, everything... even the words of that “classic Turkish man.”

My name was Selin.I had black hair and black eyes, and every morning, I went to school.Sometimes I sighed, “Ahhh, I’m so tired of this,” with a bored expression on my face.

And then…One day, a fairy appeared on my bed and said, “You have one wish.”I said, “Yes… I want to make my dream come true.”A dream world — my own world.

Suddenly, my eyes began to burn, and my body started floating… into space.Now I was just like Alice in Wonderland — surrounded by a colorful, magical world full of fantastical beings.

But…In the corner of the trees, someone was watching me.The atmosphere turned dark for a moment… and then faded.

Later, when I arrived at school, angels and demons were talking to each other like it was normal.Inside, there were four people.Ah yes — the characters from the book I read!

Noah, the son of Metatron, holding his powerful staff.Luca, the son of Lucifer Morningstar, the devil himself.Wolfie, the child of an invention.And Jess, the alchemist.

They all looked at me and waved.

Noah leaned coolly against the wall, with a smirk — but a hint of seriousness in his eyes.Luca, the demon, wagged his tail, walked up to me and smiled mischievously.“Well well well… Look who we have here,” he said playfully.Noah nudged Luca’s arm. “Luca, stop it. She’s new here — be nice.”

Noah looked like an angel, with braided hair and glowing skin — but there was something cunning underneath.Luca was a trickster with purple hair and red eyes.He smiled at me with genuine warmth.

Wolfie had green hair.Jess had red — and said, “Yo, what’s up?” while chewing gum.

And I just laughed.

“I can’t believe this… You’re real. I’m actually living my dream.No more YKS exam, no classes, no mock tests… and best of all — no Principal Onur!”

A slight glitch occurred in the air.

“Principal Onur? What’s she talking about?” Luca asked, tilting his head toward Wolfie.

“Wolfie, could you show our new friend around?”

Wolfie pulled out his phone and adjusted his glasses.“Sure, come on, friend,” he said kindly.

He gently took my arm and began to show me around the entire school.The school was absolutely enchanting.

— End of Chapter One

When Avery - Becks - Beckett returns to England for the reading of a mysterious will, she never expects to uncover a legacy of ancient bloodlines and forbidden truths. As secrets buried for centuries begin to surface, Becks finds herself caught between the wife she adores, the childhood friend she never stopped loving, and a blood-bond attraction she can't control.

Some revelations, once unveiled, demand the highest price. Will Becks be able to protect the people she loves, or will she fall prey to the ancient rulers who've controlled humanity for millennia?

The goodness vs a corrupted environment.

Coral Enchanted Voyage talks about a female humanoid who has somewhat strange mysterious connection to a lost prestigious warship in deep blue ocean. The female humanoid now named Helen started to seek out what happened to the warship and her strange appearance in another world.

A kobold, space marine and steampunk pirate walks into a bar...

Bartholomew "Bart" Thatcher's tavern has survived five years of interdimensional war when buildings twice its size were reduced to rubble. The clock keeps perfect time, the drinks still bstilpatron's throats, and "last call" remains a negotiable concept.

When three battle-worn soldiers from opposing factions arrive one night (a fire-breathing kobold, a space marine and a steampunk privateer), they bring news that make Bart reconsider closing for the night.

Not that anything matter much when reality itself is tearing apart at the seams.

As Bart serves drinks to former enemies, their shared stories reveal the cosmic joke of their five-year conflict. But when they step outside to a world where nothing worth fighting for remains, only one question lingers:

Who won?

Does it even matter?

A slice-of-life tale set in a bar at the end of everything, where the drinks are strong, the company is strange, and the counter is always clean. Clean-adjacent. Not dirty.