Who scrawled on the sacred scrolls?
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5 LitRPG Interfaces That Would Ruin Your Life.
We all wish life was more like a video game. In games, the rules are clear: level up, save the princess, save the world, or just get the cute guy with the freckles to ask you out on a second date. You know he’s not the canon pick, but Love-Love Princess 4 is all about…
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Maybe Give These A Miss: Dubious Goods for Dubious Futures.
Catalogue #1 in our Proud Partnership Programme with Bardic Planet. Here at Dubious Derivatives™ Limited, your wellbeing is our… third priority. (Right behind profit margins and plausible deniability.) Still, we know that being a protagonist is hard work—what with all the reincarnations, cursed contracts, and suspiciously convenient power-ups. That’s why, in a proud partnership with…
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Step-By-Step Guide To Becoming The Protagonist
We’re all the main characters in our own lives. Only you can live your story. When you passed off that loud gas as squeaky trousers— All you, buddy. When you asked your crush out and the whole school laughed? Probably shouldn’t have cried, but you still commanded centre stage. Even now, while you’re reading instead…
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5 Isekai Dating Red Flags To Watch For
How to avoid heartbreak, dismemberment, or becoming someone’s magical catalyst Once upon a time, it was simple. You met someone you fancied. The wedding was set for June. And they’d make it too. You knew they would. Call it a hunch. Call it intuition. Call it what it was: a positive test and her father’s…
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Five real life inspirations for video game status effects.
If you’re reading this, you’re probably at least a bit familiar with status ailments in video games. From poison and bleed that drain your hit points, to slow, stun, and sleep that leave you open to combo attacks. We like to think status effects are just game mechanics. But what if they’re not? What if…
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Signs You Might Be In A Webnovel.
It knows when you are sleeping. It knows when you’re awake. It knows when you’ve been bad or good, and if you’ve been just the right amount of pathetic, congratulations—you’re the new chosen one. I speak not of Santa—that red-suited pervert who watches children sleep and breaks into homes for milk-based offerings. I speak, of…
