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Gray Eyes in the Desolate World: the Doomsday Poems of the Cataclysmic Valkyrie
[Apocalyptic zombies + strong female characters + no system + supernatural zombie control + group portraits + high-burning revenge + suspense] Thirty years after the end of the world, the tide of zombies broke through. I swung my ax to protect the child, and my left eye suddenly glowed red! The iron rod penetrated the zombie's eye socket, and everyone called me "Valkyrie". But Zhang Ting screamed: "Her eyes are glowing, she is a monster!" In the mirror, the vertical pupils are like corpses, the
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Naruto: Devoured into the Strongest Rebellious Ninja, Vowed to Marry Tsunade
[Naruto fan + hot-blooded rebel ninja style + OOC apology] Three days before the genocide, he transformed into Uchiha Ye, and was just framed by Danzo for "collaborating with the enemy". The double magatama Sharingan can actually "devour all things"? ! Just look at the giant fireball and copy it, touch the Raikiri to drain the chakra, and three root-seal ninjas are coming to kill me? He swallowed their curse seals with his backhand! When she saved Shiro, she blocked the knife with a smile. When
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Symphony of Zero Gravity
This is a magical music box, and each piece of music represents a story. They are either joy, sadness, love, or separation... The first song tells that Liu Yan is the librarian of a small town. During an accidental reading, he inadvertently learned the deep secrets of the town. This small town is located in a quiet valley and has a mysterious ancient stone bridge called Moonlight Bridge. Legend has it that on a full moon night, if someone stands in the center of the bridge and makes a wish, the
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Shadowjunction
The little girl leaned close to his ear and whispered her secret softly, like a string of affectionate whispers. After she finished speaking, she raised her toes slightly and pressed a gentle kiss on his cheek, like a light butterfly flying among the spring flowers. The little girl was like a torn doll, with tears and blood intertwined and sliding down her face. Along with howls of terror, her face began to deform, and her skin was like rotten soil, constantly sunken and raised, as if there wer
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