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A Self-portrait
“A poet is a bearer of truth, someone who feels the world with extraordinary depth, who distills sensory impressions into an anguish capable of shaking the heart.
As for me, I’m nothing more than a liar.”
At half past five on a December evening, by the roadside beside a field, the winter sun stains the sky a deep violet. Chanon cannot see the face of the person he is speaking to, yet he knows that everything is about to begin—or perhaps come to an end.
A relationship between two men and one woman is falling into crisis. A quiet friendship is sharpened by sarcasm, while memories, scrambled like a Rubik’s Cube, have thrown their lives into turmoil for more than a decade. “
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Anti Butch Butch Club
That brat was named Kratai. She was the kind of person I sometimes wished I could be. She easily brought disaster into her life—because of her age, I suppose.
She, Liu, had a nice ass—only wore tight clothes, and was addicted to cigarettes. The only downside was that she never ate late-night meals. Yet, she didn’t complain about waiting for me to finish my beef noodles.
And I, Bobby, was on the roller coaster. It stopped at the top of the track, where the sky and the earth felt only seconds apart. Life and death struck each other—one, two, then I fell.
Bobby woke up. He met Liu that evening, and Kratai that night. These two names stuck in his mind, like the view from the rollercoaster before crashing into the earth.
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Dear All You Handsome Men, Please just Get Together and Let me live my single life in peace
Cherry gave up writing because she couldn’t continue her silly romance novel Pink Martial World—every time she tried, she’d think of her dear friend who had passed away. Then, unexpectedly, a new novel titled Purple Martial World appeared—a boys’ love story that seemed to copy her plot exactly.
Furious to the point of a heart attack, Cherry’s world suddenly darkened, and a voice echoed:
[Well then, since it’s come to this, how about you help redeem the poor villainesses in this BL novel?]Suddenly, Cherry is forced by the system to become ‘Ing Tao,’ one of the four great villainesses doomed to tragic ends. The only way to survive the disaster is to run away from every man who enters her life.
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Don’t get lost, Persephone
Why must I describe the realm of the afterlife? It’s certainly not because I like it.
It’s because my time to return to Hell has come—
but I was careless and missed the gate.
The portal that should have taken me back is now closed,
and I am lost.If you see the Queen of Hell—
long jet-black hair, always dressed head to toe in black lace,
a face not often friendly—
please contact Hades.
A reward awaits anyone who finds her.Content Warning:
Death (discussion of death)
Sexual Harassment (mentions of sexual misconduct)
Manipulation (persuasion and coercion to control others)
