《All Poems (DDLC)》{Unnamed} (Natsuki 1 ARC 2)
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Translation:
Open Your Third Eye
I can feel the tenderness of her skin through the knife, as if it were an extension of my sense of touch. My body nearly convulses. There's something incredibly faint, deep down, that screams to resist this uncontrollable pleasure. But I can already tell that I'm being pushed over the edge. I can't...I can't stop myself.
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Kingmaker
This story is on hiatus/abandonned. People die, then that's all... or at least, it should be that way. There may be anomalies, yes – the occasional hero of old getting reincarnated for some obscure purpose – but who knows what the gods are thinking. If they are thinking at all. If there are gods, to begin with. What would explain such a mistake, then? The hero mark wasn't given to our reborn champion, but to his perfectly normal sister. A prank from these mindless gods, perhaps. Luckily for him, he was done with this hero business and had other plans for his new life, so it's all good... Here is the story of one who isn't meant to stand among heroes, kings and emperors anymore, yet will find himself holding power over them.
8 156Apocalyptic Trifecta
S4M Protoype 0000, or Sam to his friends, is the commander of an elite team of clones, designed to be the perfect soldiers. He and his team have been trapped in an automated training facility, their neural networks perfectly replicated to move them from one body to the next in an endless cycle of training. For five hundred years. The world above ended long ago, but the advanced technology that keeps them there has only begun to break down, giving Sam and his team a chance to escape the hellish conditions they were born into, and rejoin the world above. The only question is: what do they find when they reach the surface? For lovers of sci-fi and fantasy fusions, a supersoldier thrown out of time!
8 301Healers Path
A horrific accident has left Jake Thorndon broken. An unorthodox treatment is prescribed - sending his mind into a virtual world while his body heals, and hopefully forcing his mind to rebuild the pathways through his brain. Can Jake prosper in the virtual world?Can he mend his broken body, and return to the real world? Cover art courtesy of WhatYouCallHome (http://whatyoucallhome.deviantart.com/art/On-the-Forest-Floor-246556591)
8 117Once in a Lifetime
Louise Palrick, upset with how mundane everyday life is, constantly seeks out conspiracy and local legends to try to make life a bit more interesting. From cryptids sightings to rumors of haunted locations, her search ends up getting her targeted by a dangerous organization, hoping to keep it all under wraps. However, she was given a mysterious gift by an anonymous individual of unknown origins.Louise with the strange gift seeks out more supernatural events for her own kind of adventure.Chapters will be released on the first friday of every monthArtist: Komoumo (https://twitter.com/Komoumo)If you want to support the book, feel free to tip or donate to our patreon!Ko-Fi: https://ko-fi.com/benfishPatreon: https://www.patreon.com/fishstories
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8 160Written in the Tablets of my Heart
She write poems.She compose songs.She wanted to be wanted.She wished to be recognized.Scan through the tablets of her heart.There you'll see the other side of her.Here is the compilation of her combined emotion and imagination.Compilation of poems wanted to be songs.
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