Back in the past, Yao Yuan only wanted to go surfing~ Ah bah, he only wanted to go surfing!
The selfless state of the Prince of Tennis, Shura Shinto…
The wildness and ZONE in Kuroko’s basketball…
The flame tornado and hot storm in Inazuma Eleven…
Even among the four-wheel drive brothers, the triumphant assault tornado and lightning run…
If you don’t even have a super power, what kind of sports do you practice?
How would Chang Wei, who doesn't know martial arts, make a living after traveling back to ancient times?
As a low-ranking servant in a brothel, the first thing to do when triggering the system is to summon the Thunder Commandos!
All fear comes from lack of firepower!
Could a team of special forces walk around freely in ancient times?
Painting the heaven and earth with pen, subduing the sky with law——
Xiaobai’s journey as a Dafu seal script master.
For some reason, Pegasus Yakou traveled to the world of Yu-Gi-Oh and became a card issuance consultant for the International Illusion Society. Use the development ideas of the previous life Yu-Gi-Oh to pave the way for the development of duel monster cards in this world. The matter of rarity is left to different rarities. As a consultant for fair card battle games, I must try my best to ensure that everyone has something to read and everyone has something to play. what? Darzi, the name of the card you use is Oriha Gang's enchantment? It seems that our company has never issued such a card, right? Use DIY cards to play against each other. As a referee, I will now give you an overall verdict. If you have any objections to the ruling, you are welcome to come to the International Illusion Society Referee Management Office during working hours to complain to me.
The stars fell and everything was destroyed.
This is the moment when the alien dimension arrives.
Fear of answering the phone, a woman who shuns strangers, a pig that lures beauties, invasive bugs, a cursed child, sudden misfortune raining from the sky, a spooky mental hospital, and a high-rise building full of lurking threats—all are part of The Ghost‑Tale Society.
Ten years ago, Chen Yu’s lover, Ji Xitong, died in a car accident.
The funeral was arranged entirely by Ji Xitong’s parents. Chen Yu could only attend as a close friend.
She didn’t shed a single tear—just stood there, holding a bouquet of chrysanthemums, staring numbly at Ji Xitong’s memorial portrait.
Friends and relatives urged her not to live in the past forever.
Each time, Chen Yu would nod and tell them she just needed a little more time.
But over the past ten years, a fresh bouquet of chrysanthemums always appeared at Ji Xitong’s grave every week, rain or shine.
Until the anniversary of Ji Xitong’s death in the tenth year.
Chen Yu gently brushed her fingers over the smiling dimple in the portrait and whispered, “This is the last time I’ll come see you.”
The fallen petals swayed gently in front of the black granite tombstone, carried far by the wind.
That day, as Chen Yu passed the intersection where the fatal accident had occurred, her car sped straight toward the wide river.
The death she had waited so long for did not come. When she awoke, she saw a figure she hadn’t seen in years—
Dim, blurred, cold... like a ghostly shadow under the moonlight.
Her knuckles curled slightly as she hoarsely murmured the name she had longed for day and night:
“…Ji Xitong.”
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The flower language of chrysanthemums is: “I have forever lost my love.”
In the ten years since becoming a spirit, Ji Xitong had received countless chrysanthemums.
If death was an unchangeable fact, then she would be content to stay quietly by Chen Yu’s side from afar.
In those countless midnight dreams, she would gently clasp her fingers with hands as ethereal as air.
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HE (Happy Ending), includes rebirth/reincarnation content, with one-human-one-ghost dynamic in early stages
Main POV: Chen Yu
Interactive POV: Ji Xitong
Supporting roles: Various unnamed characters
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One-sentence summary: Ten years after her wife’s death, a ghostly reunion brings back a long-lost love.
Theme: Cherish life.
When Yang Yi realized that he and the world were just a fantasy world created by the writer with words, he was unwilling to follow the writer's so-called outline to reach the peak of his life.
He defecated on the head of a thousand-year-old giant ape, urinated in an ancient river where an ancient dragon lived, and even cursed his ancestors in front of the gates of various peerless sects, just to ask someone to grant him a death.
But the author is so invincible that he even got the title of Sword Master for no apparent reason???
Don't let me find the author of this book, you bastard! I will chop you to pieces without leaving any bones to relieve my hatred!
"Master Yang is truly a god! Just by standing here and waving his hands, he can actually create two ancient holy formations!"
Yang Yi was pointing at the sky and cursing, but when he heard this compliment, he looked at the stunning scene in the sky with some embarrassment.
"Ah, this... really has nothing to do with me!!!"
Surrender! You can still live an independent life. I will never interfere in the internal affairs of a vassal state! Greece: Sounds great. We can't defeat them anyway, so surrender. The protagonist, receiving the reward notification, gives a satisfied hand...