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Crash! At the same time, a thick root burst through the solid concrete floor and shot upward. Sejun reflexively step back, and the root, swinging like a whip, hit a nearby car. The large vehicle was smashed to pieces like it was made of styrofoam, and the anti-theft blared loudly, only to be silenced in an instant by another blow from the root. The root, which had been groping along the floor as if searching for something, disappeared back into the hole it had come from when it couldn’t…- 279.8 K • Completed
Some of the lube that Hakyung brought were already used up, and the rest were almost gone. It wasn't because they used that much, but because Muheon had excessively applied them just in case Hakyung might get hurt. As a result, the bed sheets were so soaked it was like they’d been dropped in water, and Hakyung had to splash around like a baby playing with textures. “Ha, ugh…! It won’t come out…!” Muheon, with his penis inserted into his hole, focused more on touching Haekyung's penis…- 210.6 K • Completed
Tairok's eyebrows twitched. He looked surprised to realize his offhand remark had hit the nail. Thanks to that, I didn't need to give a long explanation and got straight to the point. "But Mrs. Ekaf has a bit of a problem when she uses the power of the divine beast. Since it's her first time using the power of the divine beast, she doesn't know how. That's why she needs Your Grace’s help. If you could first accept Sarne divine beast’s power, and then find and teach her the method..." "No." The…- 323.4 K • Completed
At the outskirts of Belnok City, under the great wall, Zed walked while carrying Harto on his back. Even when he walked alone, Zed’s size was large, and since he now carried Harto too, people turned to look at them with curious eyes. Especially Harto, who had black hair and blue eyes. It was natural that people’s gazes would fall on him, dressed in a clean blouse with a ribbon. “Hey, Zed…” But Harto was more bothered by something else than by strangers’ stares. “I… I think I can…- 210.3 K • Ongoing
Aizen and Shanti, who had come after hearing rumors from somewhere, froze when they saw the half-naked muscular human. Their gazes passed over the human and landed on Sibel, who was standing in front of the chair. “……” Familiar. A look of contempt and disgust, as if seeing a pervert. This is really unfair, but he can’t argue back. “It’s a misunderstanding.” “…You still haven’t fixed that habit.” Aizen recalled the first time he had come here. “It’s not a…- 219.9 K • Completed
Whether shooting counts as a sport, Gu Yiming wasn't actually sure. As a non-confrontational form of competition, unlike the higher, faster, stronger ethos of track and field or swimming, shooting has its own paradigms and limitations. Even compared to other sports with established paradigms like gymnastics or diving, shooting is confined within rigid boundaries where all struggles are directed inward—a battle against oneself. What others see is merely an arm lifting and lowering, followed by the…- 63.1 K • Completed
- What in the world is this? Of course Aizen couldn’t deal with the ghost. His sword couldn’t cut a ghost, and cursing at it wouldn’t scare it away either. –Name… name. The ghost mumbled one thing over and over. “It looks like it’s looking for a name.” “Whose name?” Aizen’s face filled with annoyance, and he folded his arms and answered bluntly. “A murderer, or someone it wants revenge on, maybe something like that.” Sibel and Aizen were watching the ghost…
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When Gu Weiyang met him, it was at a rest area halfway up the mountain. Because he was carrying over a hundred pounds of goods while climbing, even someone as physically strong as Gu Weiyang felt his energy waning after making a round trip in the morning. By the afternoon, his stamina clearly couldn’t keep up, and he had to take several breaks along the way. Coincidentally, at the rest area halfway up the mountain, Gu Weiyang spotted him at a glance amidst the crowd. Su Shijin appeared to be an…- 217.8 K • Completed
- I couldn’t help but feel powerless and heavy-hearted, seeing such a state and being unable to do anything about it. Though everyone visible was dressed in worn, dirty clothes, it was the stark despair etched on their faces that struck me more painfully. I knew poverty and the poor existed, but encountering it so directly was a first. It was completely different from merely reading about it or vaguely sympathizing from afar. Was reality this cruel…? Yoonso swallowed a sigh, unable to even let it…
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Only then did he spot the clown doll rotating in the distant void. This was something he hadn't heard from Red Eagle. Was the baptism of fire not enough for this wretched demon spawn? Then a voice came from somewhere. It was Black Weasel’s. "Silver! Silver!" Silver reflexively turned his head. From the left, blocked by a wall of pitch-black smoke, another voice erupted. "Silver!" He could tell just by the voice. It was far. Plus, the smoke was especially thick around here. Perfect…- 132.7 K • Ongoing
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