Novel & Cerita Game World: Life Story

Can I listen to the world book? [As the hippocampus of the body you're in now isn't developed yet, there're no long-term memories stored for me to trigger. We can only live day by day and find out how your family's like towards you. About missions and a world book, there are none for punishment worlds... You can take it as living your second life, except it's sure to be an unfortunate one...]

Since both of them seems like they want to know about his character, Hikari just tells them right away. "So, before I start to introduce my character, I want to tell you that this story is not about reincarnation or game. This story is just based on the game that I played named Monster Hunter: World. I don't really think that it was all right for me to use it. But I don't think that there will be anything wrong with it. So, here. My character is Shinigami Arithia. She was a character that lived alone after the death of her family during the attacks. During Astera was scouting new people to join their guild, Arithia meets with them and tells them that she wants to join them because she got ex

Lumira turned back to the map, to the green territories that had already begun to spread, to the future that was forming in real-time rather than following a predetermined path. "Then we may have an ally where we expected an enemy," she said. "And that, Mason, is the difference between a story and a life. In stories, enemies stay enemies. In life... people change. Circumstances change. The world turns, and what was true yesterday becomes false tomorrow."

I stand at Logan’s side, my hand still firmly clasped in his, Conner leaning into me, Carmen perched on his arm, and I know without a shadow of a doubt that this moment will mark the turning point of our lives. For years, the world has defined me by survival, by whispers, by shadows of men who thought they could control me. Today, in front of cameras and headlines, Logan has rewritten that narrative, binding us together in the open light of day, unafraid, unashamed, and utterly certain. As the flashes continue, I lift my chin, my smile calm and unwavering, and whisper just loud enough for only Logan to hear, “Now the real war begins.”

I avoided Marcus and went to the study. When I unlocked my phone, I found exactly what I expected—Mirabelle was livestreaming. In my previous life, she had done the same thing, sharing her "day in the life of a rich family's housekeeper" online. She even claimed she was going to follow the lady of the house and challenge herself to reverse aging in thirty days, going from 40 back to 20. At the time, her viewers were in stitches, flooding the chat with comments. "Ma'am, you'd have to be remade from scratch. If you can go back to 20 in 30 days, I can go back to kindergarten!"

Luca finished gently, sitting beside her. Her eyes flicked to him. “Exactly. I want to fight that. I want to write stories that make them answer for what they’ve done. Loan sharks, corrupt businessmen, all of them.” “You’d be amazing at that,” he said without hesitation. “You’re stubborn as hell and you don’t shut up when you know you’re right. Perfect journalist material.” She laughed, swatting at his arm. “That’s the nicest thing you’ve ever said to me.”

To the music and people that are present, dancing, laughing, smiling, and socializing without any fault or wrong within the world that they are into, a whisper warns her, taunts her, and made her stop right unto her place as it calls. “DEATH, LIFE, OR REBIRTH, WHICH ONE WILL YOU CHOOSE? IN THIS GAME OF A NAMELESS STORY?” HARUNA

I had no doubt Joshaya would be in slow-motion pursuit, but there was no sign of him. As a running away power, my ability was pretty good, with one ever so small problem. I could get away, but my body was still where I left it. I had to go back. I always had to go back. The main hall was full of the undead, hanging out. It wasn’t much of a life, being dead. There didn’t seem to be much to do. The point of life was to have kids, raise them to the point they could have kids, and so on. People think they have important things to do, make their mark and whatnot, it’s all irrelevant. Reproduction has always been the only reason for human existence. It’s a terrible system, the most grindy game eve

God "Tell me, Lauren, about your real life" Lauren "I was born into a happy family living with my father and mother happily, I was just 10 years old at that time but the happiness didn't last and war broke out as our village was near the bored our village was first attacked, the reinforcement came but it was too late I saw my parents getting killed right in front of me in cold blood they didn't try to spare but I was lucky that I was rescued just in time I was sent into an orphanage where I made a friend his name was Alex but unlike me he was an orphan from birth but I could not stay in that peaceful orphanage as war was getting more intense, kids like me where brought to the army and where

And at least, they are humans! What is this place, then? Or is this . . . Earth? If so, then why am I not a human?! From being a princess in the planet of Audravaria, the world of magic and strength, becoming a lower being with a weak body and short lifespan is quite a disgrace already. Is it not yet enough that I even turned into a horse?!