*No-romance serial in my author's collection: "Me, an Orca, Livestreaming Sea Harvesting Across the Stars"
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Gena Theodore was a mage living on Earth. One day, for reasons unknown, Earth apparently got fed up with this bunch of troublemakers and decisively tossed them out.
Say it with me: Thank you, Mother Earth.
The new world was one of magic and knights, a world where romance and hardship coexisted. Here, mages didn't have to hide away from society: they could freely show off their power.
Gray: Say it again: Thank you, Mother Earth, for sending me to paradise.
Of course, things rarely go quite so smoothly.
The Goddess of Fate looked down upon the world from the heavens, guiding each person along their path.
And so the world became a game, with humanity as playthings in the hands of the gods.
Gray was so immersed in his magical studies that he noticed nothing, until someone showed up in front of his wizard's tower.
"This place is rendered so beautifully. There's definitely a quest here! Let's go!"
Gray: "?"
Mother Earth, I don't remember you saying you'd turn me from a real person into an NPC! I urgently need an instruction manual for transmigrating! This is really urgent!
Western Fantasy is a role-playing full-dive game. Players can draw characters and use their appearances and abilities to fight.
When the game first came out, everyone scoffed at it. The point of full-dive gaming was to experience reality. Who'd want to wear someone else's face?
But then everyone changed their minds.
My wife is so beautiful! I admire her beauty from every angle in the mirror, three hundred and sixty degrees a day!
Players build their own city-states here, proclaiming humanity's return to the other races. In a war of faith, they and the gods they choose will be the sole victors.
Meanwhile, in another world, a devout pope becomes a dungeon boss, and an innocent girl becomes a puppet on a high platform.
When they meet old friends again, their smiles have barely begun to appear before a cold sword pierces their chests.
God, why is this happening?
Fate cycles on and on. After who knows how long, someone finally breaks the cycle and comes to stand before them.
"Would you like to leave?"
And so the old gods are destined to meet their end.
*No-romance and romance stories in my author's collection, including the upcoming "Me, an Orca, Livestreaming Sea Harvesting Across the Stars"
Cen was an orca living on Earth. His daily routine was simple: grumble along with his companions, be a proper street loafer, and give every creature he met a mighty whale-tail slap, also known as a big ol' smack.
But today! Cen encountered something he couldn't understand!
He had turned into an adorable human!
Good heavens, who can relate? I woke up one day and turned into a kitten.
Cen stared into the mirror, making meowing sounds, or rather, howling.
So cute. Heart-eyes.jpg
But cuteness can't solve everything. Cen soon faced a new problem: he couldn't afford to support himself!
Unbelievable, is life so hard for adorable humans?! Maybe I should just take one home and feed them well.
Going back is out of the question. As long as there's a sea, I can make anywhere my territory.
The stars and the sea! Here I come!
In the interstellar world, human technology has advanced enough for people to travel freely between planets and learn more about the vast reaches of space.
Yet the dangers among the stars are countless, and many places remain forbidden to humans.
Cen: *smiles* Well, why should I be polite in my own home?
No need to worry about raising an adorable little human anymore.
And so a new streamer appeared in the star-sea livestreaming room.
He never did anything productive. Every day, he dragged everyone along to loaf around.
Cen: What's this? A worthless rock? Smash it!
A mecha engineer who wandered into the livestream: Th-that looks like Rhine stone, used to make mecha storage devices. No!
Cen: What's this? A junk spaceship? Smash it!
Archaeologist: "I'm begging you, get down on your knees!"
Cen: What's this? Oh! A great white shark! Nice ball~ Fly!
The interstellar public: "No!"
"Wait, no! This is a star beast. This one's fair game. Dad, smack it! Keep going!"
The livestream was in full swing, but Cen still got upset by negative comments. So every day he'd gaze at himself in the mirror and lament: Why don't they call me cute? Why do they say I eat so much? Why don't the adorable humans like to come near me?
Theme: Make your own way and provide for yourself
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I'm a Nine-Tailed Fox Teaching People in the Interstellar Era How to Be Alluring
I, an Orca, Livestream Beachcombing in the Stars
The Behind-the-Scenes Boss in the Manga World
The Jianghu's Grudge Against the Know-It-All
I, the Fly Agaric, Show Cultivators Tiny People
After Becoming the Heavenly Dao, I Smite Those Who Are Love-Struck
The important person who passed away turned into a "skin" and was "weared" by others and reappeared in front of you. I felt so unhappy ()
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"How long have you been in there?" "Catch a big bug for the author~
"Seems to be aware of the gods" is a big bug for the author~ what
Congratulations on the ending 🎆 Although the ending feels like watching ()
But with the liver from scratch, there is no threshold, and there are benefits. It is so tempting. If you actually post an announcement, there will be a lot of active responses from the original members. Moreover, as mentioned earlier, the threshold for establishing a force is high, and it is still relatively rare and difficult to join. But the level of those who can join is actually higher than that of pure white, so I can believe it.
And no other players have used it before this time? Then there is no contact?
Ah? Have you written about believers entering the pool before? Why does it feel like it only describes the fact that the disciples entered the pool, and not much about the believers entering the pool and being drawn out?
I don't feel moved, but aversion to cold [melted]
If the hints in this chapter are true, the logic is very strange. For a great man who everyone respects and loves very much, including himself, to return to this world and use his descendants as a "price?", Is this the thinking of normal people? What emotion is this? It feels too private and unreasonable. Are there any signs that the person involved hates his own offspring?