Place of Birth: Bone Sea Identity: Skeleton… In the next moment, Yun Ming, still in a daze, was swept into the battlefield. Thus, a bewildered gray bone was ruthlessly hijacked by fate. What kind of unknowns will he face?

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The world swam into focus through a haze of gray-white mist, the only sound a persistent, dry crackling in unseen ears. Yun Ming’s consciousness flickered, slowly anchoring itself to a body lying flat on… bones. Countless bones, forming a desolate, shifting landscape beneath him. He tried to sit up, but agony exploded through his frame, sharp and absolute. Looking down, he saw not flesh, but gray-white ribs. Above, slender leg bones stretched where his own should be.

“I… am a skeleton?” The thought echoed in the hollow cavity of his skull, a silent scream of disbelief swallowed by the oppressive mist. Around him, other skeletal figures stirred, mindless automatons rising from the osseous sea, only for some to suddenly collapse, scattering back into the landscape like brittle twigs. Death was palpable here, a constant presence reinforced by the chilling whispers of disintegration.

A voice, alien yet intimate, suddenly bloomed within his mind, urging him forward, into the unknown grayness. With excruciating effort, fueled by a primal fear and a dawning, terrifying awareness, Yun Ming forced his fragile new body upright. This was the Bone Sea. This was his new, horrifying beginning. And in this realm of endless death, survival was the only imperative. His journey, fraught with pain and the constant threat of dissolution, had just begun.

Zhou Mo sat on a park bench with a cup of milk tea, his mind empty as he pondered over something crucial for a man who had just traveled through time. When would he die? And... who stole his brain? The murderer was very unethical. It was understandable that he dug out his brain, but taking away his eyes as well was too much. So Zhou Mo planned to retrieve his brain before he died completely.

The miners are hammering away in the crystallized mines that never see the light of day.

Orders from the Council of Mages are passed back and forth between the kingdoms.

The emerging steam ordnance became popular at an alarming rate.

Even the giant-eared goblins, who had always been bold, became nervous.

In this world he created with his own hands, Sugar Ernst was at a loss.

He didn't know too many details.

But he knew that the black sun, symbolizing destruction and a new era, was about to come.

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PS:

A lot of fantasy, a little steampunk, a dash of Dioctulu, and an imaginary world war (fog). Hope you all like it~

Wei Bin, who was reborn ten years ago, was actually informed of the identity of the reborn person in the game by someone who shouldn't exist. With in-depth investigation, he felt more and more endless horror, his rebirth, and even the entire The world is just a game, and a huge conspiracy is gradually emerging

A question:

Suppose you are a contemporary Tianshi.

When you unfortunately learn that there are more than 3,000 monsters living in the city where you live.

You are going to hold a peach wood sword and slay demons and monsters.

Or should I pack up and find somewhere else to live?

Zhou Xuan thought about it again and again.

He decided to "go along with the crowd".

The Reticent Blade is, first and foremost, a wuxia novel, meaning that the world and its character’s powers and abilities are more grounded. Instead of cultivators who can soar through the heavens and shatter planets, you will find martial artists who can still perform superhuman feats but not so fantastical as to tear through space or achieve immortality.

The world of The Reticent Blade is one of medieval China, loosely based upon the time period of the Ming Dynasty. It is a time of chaos and strife, where war and death are rampant. We follow the intertwining story of several protagonists and antagonists as they navigate the chaotic times, unraveling the threads that connect the past, the present, and the future of the world.

The Reticent Blade is a story of heroism, love, revenge, and cruelty.

The Reticent Blade is a story of both the righteousness and vileness of the Jianghu.

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Official Blurb:

Someone once asked me, "What is the jianghu?"

I thought for a moment, and what came to mind was…

A jug of unrefined wine on a weathered table,

A lone silhouette fading into the distance under the setting sun,

A nameless grave bathed in moonlight,

The smoldering incense in my grasp, its final wisps dissipating.

They then asked me, "Where is the jianghu?"

I smiled faintly and lifted my gaze beyond the window. Out there, beneath the vast heavens, countless jianghus lay.

A single soul carries his own story.

When two paths cross, a jianghu is born.

What are witches? Are they pitiful women captured and burned by the church? No, they are naturally immortal beings with powerful magic, roaming the starry seas and causing countless races to tremble. What will a human from Earth bring to this world? Will they bring a small, bountiful harvest to the starry seas, or will they introduce a new race that will win the hearts of countless witches? ...This is the story of a somewhat clever human witch, struggling and making her way through the witch world.

At the beginning, he slapped a mosquito to death. Who would have thought that it was the clone of the Mosquito Taoist? He was originally picking his feet in the city, and the next second he was dragged to the primitive world to face the Mosquito Taoist.

"…My blood is full of non-dairy creamer, Sudan red and melamine. I have high blood lipids, high blood sugar and high blood pressure. It's greasy and unpalatable!"

"You have to believe me! Taoist Mosquito!"

A lighthearted story where the protagonist transmigrates to the world of an American variety show. He becomes a screenwriter and producer. The story incorporates elements from films like *A Certain Substance*, *House of Wax*, *Wrong Turn*, and *The Skeleton Key*.

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Bai Jingyu, the father of Bai Yue Kui, is not only the mayor of Jiuchuan City but also the founder of ASH and the true power behind Nirvana Corporation. One day, he woke up to find the balcony outside had turned into a wasteland.

Human remains were scattered everywhere, signs of decay and ruin were all around, and eerie howls echoed in the distance. According to the information on the road signs, this place... was actually his Jiuchuan!