A love letter from the past, a classical game, usher in a bizarre cyberworld; a sea of ​​electronics, a mirror planet, a cloud of doubt behind the illusion of prosperity; a dark age, hidden for a thousand years, demons roam rampant beneath the veil of paradise; foolishness and blindness, billions of glories, for whom are the songs of the past quietly played? A flirtatious man from Zurich, holding a double PhD in geophysics from the Swiss Federal Institute of Technology; a rising star in the European piano world, living in Vienna; a gray ghost, a hacker, wandering the cybercity despite low blood sugar; a world-weary and aloof daughter of a prominent family, a high school sophomore, running away from home and exiling herself; the curtain rises on a mad era, and the believer Hearn, combing her hair, holds up a black umbrella, steps into the rain curtain of time...

The body is like a feather and life is like weeds.

I have seen the darkest night, so the bright and burning flame in my heart will never waver.

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[No system, no invincibility, no refreshing writing, moderate rhythm, those who mind should be careful. According to the suggestions of readers, the first person has been changed to the third person (the first four chapters of this book tell the history of the world and all things. If you don't like historical research and settings, you can jump directly to the first chapter: "Ashes are destroyed, new life" starts, which will not affect reading)]

When the gods are dead, who will maintain the order of the world?

According to legend, the original god Kronos cast a ring with his heart and transformed himself into a world, ending chaos with his life and opening up the world. The divine ring called "Kronos Ring" carries all the mysteries of time, fate and order. It hangs quietly at the top of the sky, rotating endlessly, waiting for fate to come again.

Thousands of years later, a young man in a border town picked up the fragments of fate between the sea of ​​fire and dreams on the night when his home was destroyed. In a world where darkness is approaching, faith collapses, the gods are silent, and only the fire of mortals has not been extinguished.

Can he break the ring of fate and reshape a new era? When fate comes back again, is he ready to face the call from the depths of time?

Yu Qing escapes from a utopian paradise that has been isolated from the world for over a century. He crashes into the fractured city-state society of year 2C64, accompanied by five humanoid beauties, traversing a bizarre world where genetic overabundance has run amok.

In this world of startlingly perfect technology, humanity has splintered into countless forms. With extraordinary intelligence and cunning, he maneuvers among beast-men and city-states, narrowly escaping misfortune time and again. He severs emotions and abandons ties, driven only by the search for his kind—to rescue the final nine original humans from the brink of extinction.

Yet his arrival quietly ignites a deadly struggle between two powerful factions, and unknowingly triggers the countdown to humanity’s extinction—set for 299 days later...

"The one with little strategy herds through the mundane like oxen and horses

the master strategist herds heaven and earth like dogs and sheep."

On a low table not far away, a faint glow suddenly emanated from the pile of cards she had carelessly discarded on the surface.

A beam of light shone from the machine's screen, a vague door-like shadow looming in the glare. Deep within the light, a shapeless silhouette gradually approached her.

From the pale white light, a small claw suddenly extended, dangling in the air, as if grasping something. She curled up and fell out of the light, landing squarely in her arms, its entire weight bearing down on her.

"Rosaline! Lunamon missed you so much!" Before she could speak, the creature had already placed its tiny paws on her chest. When it raised its head, its bright black eyes misted with tears, as if on the verge of tears.

On the low table not far from her, the black and white machine, later known as a digital terminal, flickered for a moment before returning to silence.

...

And from that day on, her life would never be the same again. The era of tamers begins here.

This is a fanfiction based on the storyline of Digimon Adventure 03: King of Tamers, also known as Digimon Tamers.

The original female lead has some plot changes and lines, and the female lead has some gags, but the plot doesn't stray too far from the original.

This isn't a time travel story, but follows a childhood sweetheart storyline. The couple is Jianliang. P.S. Qili and Ji Liaoxiang.

It's a childhood dream fulfilled, so I'm not interested in straying into this.

This is a fanfiction for the Digimon Ghost game. It makes up for the regret of the Ghost game ending being so bad!

As long as there are people who are willing to believe and support me, I will lead you into this brand new world... (Please forgive me if there are any shortcomings. My writing skills are limited, so please don't criticize me if you don't like it!)

Xia Shuang, who wanted to become stronger, got a love simulator. After falling deeply into it, she cried out that she had been deceived. She could only tear her love rivals apart while improving the favorability of the heroines to eliminate the trouble forever.

The protagonist's cheats don't improve his combat power much, and his strength growth depends on his own practice, so there will be no invincible mode at the beginning, please choose it accordingly.

They say Echo is an evil star, a star that brings bad luck to relatives and friends.

Echo doesn't know the criteria for judging good and evil. He only knows that being held in someone's arms and comforted makes him feel warm, comfortable, and he wants to cry.

His life does not need to depend on others for its value!

Evil, good, everything is just a passing cloud. From that moment on, Echo's life is in his own hands!

"We've suffered, we've taken the blame, we've endured the grievances, and now you're telling me we're useless?!"

"If begging on my knees doesn't buy me a chance to survive, then I'll fight my way into a peaceful and prosperous world!"

"Today, even if I die, I will tear off a piece of your flesh!"