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No emotions, No pain, No guilt, No pity, No love. They feel nothing. They are humans genetically modified to protect the most powerful empire in the world through history : Egypt, China, Greece, Rome... But after the Great World War, that nearly exterminated the human kind, everyone had enough. The world wants peace and prosperity. That is why, every government voted on deactivating the modified humans in a sealed room deep underground. Centuries later, archaeologists found the room and took the perfectly preserved bodies back to the surface to study the corpses. Or so they thought. However, errors were made and the scientists accidentally awakened one of them. THIS IS A MANxMAN STORY!!!!

||A/N: Will update from time to time. . . ( High chance of being discontinued.) || Credit to original artist- I've only made a pastel edit with it...|| _______________________ Like any typical transmigration novel, a person will die in the hands of death before being given a system with unique personality. Given task missions in order to return to the original world. The host would either complete the world in success or fail the missions given only to be transferred into a punishment world. That was what Lucielle thought what would've happened if he encountered the situation after death but he was wrong, very...wrong. Who knew that Lucielle would be cursed once he died, lifeless on the ground? No one did. Lucielle was just one of those unlucky individuals who shouldn't have been touched in the first place. ___________________________________________ [- - -Cannot unlock fluent language ability- - -] '???' 'Didn't you say I could choose anything?' [System rechecking database...] [ . . . ] [Host, it has been confirmed, I asked the higher ups after rechecking your data base for any faults...It seems that you may have caught an unfortunate curse, to the point where Host cannot speak...Host, you are mute in this case] '. . .' -------------------------

Akaashi suddenly felt the urge to get smaller after his brothers death. Bokuto lives in an abusive household and tries to help akaashi break free from his dissorder. Tw. Ed stuff Idk ok

(A WORK IN PROGRESS} .・゜゜・ ・゜゜・． ｡･ﾟﾟ･ ･ﾟﾟ･｡.・゜゜・ ・゜・゜ The story of a boy who has faced countless struggles love, hate, violence, depression, and mental battles. Each hardship has chipped away at his spirit, leaving him with a fractured view of the world. Amidst the chaos and pain, he seeks solace and clarity. Will the love of his life be the one to mend his broken vision and guide him toward a brighter future, or will he remain lost in the shards of his shattered dreams? ~ When rituals and prayers fail, you're not left with healing, but with fragile, shattered pieces. That's when the real challenge begins: learning how to keep living with what remains. Dive into a journey of heartache and hope, where every step forward is a battle and every moment of clarity is a triumph. Will he find redemption in the chaos, or will the weight of his past be too much to overcome? Join him as he fights to reclaim his future and discover whether love can truly heal the deepest wounds.

Mafia Don, August Beaufort, 29 years old has been shot in the legs. As he navigates to find the enemy, he can't help but get a little distracted when he's in search for a new doctor......or maybe a lover. Newly Doctor, Conan Campbell, 27 years old has just graduated and became a doctor. After his mom suffered a brain tumor, he always had a passion to help others and to follow his mom's promises to him before she had died. As Conan explorers the new life of becoming a doctor he stumbles upon a private request. [Ranks] [#1 in Orthopedic- 16 October 2024-1:03PM] Started: 24 September 2024 Ended: (Still in continuation) (Please do note that this has nothing to do with my first book. I wrote this out of boredom.) Don't hate if you're not a fan of mxm books.

Each person possesses a life bar unique to them. Once the bar is done, they die. The same went for me. But instead of starting a new life on Earth like a normal person, I found myself inside my very own excruciatingly painful novel. [The Forgotten One] It follows an anti-hero protagonist who will later embark on a killing spree ultimately becoming one of the greatest threats to the safety of the universe. I woke up possessing the body of Louie Aldene, a character that was not even mentioned as a cannon fodder. Fortunately, with the help of the store owner and his drunkard friend, I finally began to get accustomed to my new life. The future was looking peaceful, until he crash-landed on me. I just want to live my numbered life peacefully. To ensure that I wouldn't get caught in the crossfire, I chose to never encounter him again. Unfortunately for me, It's not just the crazy protagonist I needed to hide from.

Camilo Rodriguez has always been emotionally detached from the world. He hasn't felt any type of emotion for all of his 22 years of living. His mother even said that he rarely cried as a baby and she thought he was sick but he was perfectly healthy somehow. Everything was numb and meaningless to him. Today, he starts a new job at a tech company that his father owned before he passed and is being trained to take over the family business. While there he meets the son of a famous wealthy businessman who changes the world around him day by day. ⚠️Warning: This story contains themes that are not suitable for general audiences ⚠️ The story contains themes of extreme self-harm, violence, abuse, death and use of drugs and alcohol abuse. Viewer discretion is advised

Love, loss. Healing and heartbreak. Might and magic. Heroes and villains. These are the challenges faced by Trevor, born the only human in his vampire family, he had a great childhood however, tragedy struck that he had to become like his family. Years later, navigating through student life, he reunites with his long lost best friend, Clive, and that on its own triggers alot of dangers, some from the past, some from the present. Will there be a happily ever after in this modern fairytale? find out in Dear Diary...

Not knowing the plot makes for a tumultuous life, especially during the first three shinobi wars. Holding on to his calm with every fiber of his being, Orochimaru is forced into the life of a shinobi thanks to his uncanny ability to manipulate chakra and inability to resist the thrill of learning. 45,437 words Jira/Oro slow burn/Eventual Yaoi/Shounen-ai/Mental illness/Angst/Slight Humor OC as Orochimaru Fan fiction I do not own any of the art, nor do I own naruto. This is a fanfiction I'm writing for my own shameless fun. Should probably warn you about the occasional smut. Not the main focus though

"We can't do this." I whisper as our lips re-connect, a tingling fire surging through my body as his hands ravage unexplored lands; my innocence dissipating away with every peck he trails down my neck. "I know we can't. That's why it's so exciting." He replies through kisses. His effortless charm intoxicates me; drowning me; hunting me; devouring me. "What if my brother finds out?" The perpetuated patter of the rain unable to subdue my groan as he digs his nails deeper into my skin. "Who cares." Welcome to my story, where an innocent boy finds a not so innocent boy in his bed; where they do not so innocent things. - YOP