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blogger-dome · 2 years ago

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What i have read

Good

The bugning after the end 171

God game 15

the game that I came from 111

Re monster 76

Skeleton Soldier (Skeleton Soldier Couldn’t Protect the Dungeon) Chapter 202

Reincarnation of the Suicidal Battle God Chapter 60

Solo Spell Caster Chapter 73

Leveling With The Gods - Chapter 65

How to Live as a Villain Chapter 65

Solo Max-Level Newbie Chapter 76

Grow Stronger By Eating! Chapter 88

Solo leveling 179 bad ending

Villain To Kill Chapter 68

The Gamer, Chapter 403

Infinite Level Up in Murim - Chapter 129

Taming Master Chapter 66

Heavenly Demon Cultivation Simulation - Chapter 58

OMNISCIENT READER CHAPTER 153

RETURN OF THE MAD DEMON CHAPTER 63,5

MURIM LOGIN CHAPTER 127

TALENT-SWALLOWING MAGICIAN CHAPTER 22

SWALLOW THE WHOLE WORLD CHAPTER 125

Book Eater - Chapter 43

The Lone Necromancer Chapter 29

Tomb Raider King - Chapter 304

REBIRTH OF THE GREAT GOD CHAPTER 104

Seoul Station Druid - Chapter 43

Level 1 Player Chapter 29

DOES THE LORD’S COIN NOT SHRINK?! CHAPTER 82

CULTIVATING THE SUPREME DANTIAN CHAPTER 175

Return Of The Shattered Constellation Chapter 63

MARTIAL ARTIST LEE GWAK CHAPTER 100

It all starts with playing game seriusly chapter 71

BUG PLAYER CHAPTER 87

Second Life Ranker Manga Chapter 138

Archmage Streamer - Chapter 30

Martial inverse - Chapter 234

Nano Machine - Chapter 111

Meccha Shoukan Sareta Ken Chapter 21

Return of the 8th Class Magician - Chapter 73

Magic Emperor Chapter 330

Poison Dragon: The Legend of an Asura - Chapter 95

The Heavenly Demon Can’t Live a Normal Life Chapter 70

Swordmaster's Youngest Son Chapter 59

Starting Today, I’m a Player Chapter 49

The Novel’s Extra Chapter 50

Trapped In A Webnovel As A Good-For-Nothing - Chapter 117

I Am The Fated Villain Chapter 83

Damn Reincarnation Chapter 42

Absolute Sword Sense Chapter 8

Return to Player - Chapter 115

Strongest Fighter - Chapter 80

The Story of a Low-Rank Soldier Becoming a Monarch. - Chapter 83

Reaper of the Drifting Moon Chapter 39

Sword Fanatic Wanders Through The Night Chapter 13

I have Max level luck Chapter 53

Records of the Swordsman Scholar - Chapter 44

I’m An Evil God - Chapter 277

TRASH OF THE COUNT’S FAMILY CHAPTER 92

The Return of the Crazy Demon Chapter 52.5

SOLO BUG PLAYER CHAPTER 101

Accidentally Became a God - Chapter 30

FFF-Class Trashero - Chapter 133

Supreme Yanluo System - Chapter 105

Standard of Reincarnation Chapter 24

Reformation of the Deadbeat Noble Chapter 64

The Constellation That Returned From Hell Chapter 100

Legendary Youngest Son of the Marquis House Chapter 50

My School Life Pretending To Be a Worthless Person Chapter 21

Kill The Hero - Chapter 103

Reincarnation of the Murim Clan’s Former Ranker Chapter 58

EVOLUTION BEGINS WITH A BIG tree chapter 13

Auto-Hunting With Clones - Chapter 19

Eternal Club Chapter 124

Dungeon Odyssey Chapter 21

Genius of the Unique Lineage Chapter 36

I HAVE 48 HOURS EVERYDAY DAY CHAPTER 45

Invincible at the Start - Chapter 68

Lord of the Mysteries - Chapter 64

Heavenly Sword’s Grand Saga Chapter 35

Archmage Transcending Through Regression - Chapter 41

Kill The Dragon Chapter 32

World’s Strongest Troll Chapter 8

Return of the SSS-Class Ranker Chapter 30

Ultimate Devouring System - Chapter 11

Drug Devourer Chapter 15

Star Instructor, Master Baek Chapter 50 {S1 END}

Demon Lord’s Martial Arts Ascension - Chapter 41

Maxed Out Leveling Chapter 53

Transcension Academy Chapter 31

The S-Classes That I Raised Chapter 65

Relife Player Chapter 21

Infinite Mage chapter 20

Pick Me Up, Infinite Gacha Chapter 33

I Became A Part Time Employee For Gods Chapter 27

Logging 10,000 Years into the Future Chapter 12

Han Dae Sung Returned From Hell – Chapter 24

Past Life Returner Chapter 32

Max Level Player - Chapter 19

I Used to be a Boss Chapter 22

Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound Chapter 22

Mid

Terror man

Maxed Out Leveling Chapter 19

THE BLADE OF EVOLUTION-WALKING ALONE IN THE DUNGEON CHAPTER 68

Player Who Can’t Level Up Chapter 50

LEVELING UP, BY ONLY EATING! CHAPTER 88

Return of the Disaster-Class Hero Chapter 42

Dungeons & Artifacts - Chapter 69

SSS-Class Revival Hunter - Chapter 80

Bandit King 10

The Tutorial Tower of the Advanced Player Chapter 122

THE ULTIMATE OF ALL AGES CHAPTER 109

I WAS RAISED BY THE BOSS CHAPTER 34

Level 1 Player Chapter 29

MEMOIR OF THE KING OF WAR CHAPTER 45

One-of-a-Kind Irregular - Chapter 19

Nito no Taidana Isekai Shoukougun: Saijaku Shoku - Chapter 19.1

Youjo to Scoop to MaganouChapter 15.5

My Path to Killing Gods in Another World Chapter 45

Super Evolution Chapter 50

Overbearing Tyrant - Chapter 20

the god of martial arts Chapter 154.1

The Man From Hell - Chapter 14

Regressor Instruction Manual Chapter 80

Zomgan - Chapter 4

The Otherworldly Infection Story that Started with a Virus Reincarnation Chapter 16.1

Newbie Management – Chapter 9

The Princess is Evil - Chapter 58

I Became the Tyrant of a Defence Game - Chapter 16

To Hell With Being A Saint, I’m A Doctor Chapter 43

THE SUPREME WAY CHAPTER 15

The World's Best Engineer - Chapter 86

Divine Leveling System - Chapter 48

Sleeping Ranker Chapter 47

SSS-Class Gacha Hunter Chapter 51

I Obtained a Mythic Item Chapter 51

Youngest Scion of the Mages - Chapter 21

Great Sage of Humanity chapter 39

Reborn Ranker – Gravity User Chapter 22

Transcension Academy - Chapter 23

Library of Heaven's Path - Chapter 219

I’ll Be Taking A Break For Personal Reasons Chapter 25

Player Who Returned 10,000 Years Later - Chapter 52

World’s Apocalypse Online - Chapter 143

Heavenly Inquisition Sword Chapter 22

Backwater Old Man Becomes a Swordmaster Chapter 13

I just want to practice Alchemy And Become A God - Chapter 2

Universal Raider - Chapter 13

Life of a magic Academy mage chapter 22

Meiou-sama ga Tooru no desu yo! Chapter 7

Hoarding in Hell - Chapter 40

Isekai Walking Chapter 3

Secret Player Chapter 24

As A Fated Villain, It’s Not Too Much To Destroy The Protagonist, Right? Chapter 7

The More I Kill, The Stronger I Get - Chapter 9

A Gate Opened on my First Day as a Politician - Chapter 34

Transmigrating to the Otherworld Once More Chapter 41

The Hero Took Everything from Me, So I Partied with the Hero’s Mother!

Is This Hero For Real? Chapter 23

Baek XX Chapter 6

The Demon Prince goes to the Academy Chapter 20

Everyone Else is A Returnee Chapter 20

Demonic Evolution chapter 3

Reincarnation Of The Strongest Sword God Chapter 31

Hero the Maximum – Chapter 14

The Constellations Are My Disciples - Chapter 19

I Levelled up by Becoming an Influencer Chapter 11

Hell’s Tormentor Kraken Chapter 7

Bad

Hero Has Returned - Chapter 77

Not finish good

The Second Coming of Gluttony - Chapter 29

The god of hiscol 114 not finish

OVERGEARED (TEAM ARGO) CHAPTER

104

Tensei Kenja No Isekai Raifu ~Daini No Shokugyo Wo Ete, Sekai Saikyou Ni Narimashita~ Vol.7 Chapter 21: It Seems Like I Became An Assassination Target Again.

Slave B - Chapter 41 Hate the main carekter

the king of bugs

A RETURNER'S MAGIC SHOULD BE

THE STRONGEST GOD KING CHAPTER 115 SPECIAL CHAPTER 32

LEVEL UP ALONE CHAPTER 57

Spare Me, Great Lord! - Chapter 17

Am I Actually the Strongest? Chapter 14.1

Martial Peak - Chapter 2325

Tower of god season 2 chapter 108

CHRONICLES OF HEAVENLY DEMON, CHAPTER 130

TENSEI SHITARA DAI NANA OUJI DATTANODE, CHAPTER 49: LET’S LEARN HOLY MAGIC

The Second Coming of Gluttony - Chapter 78

Super Gene - Chapter 41

The Earth Savior Selection - Chapter 24

Volcanic Age - Chapter 96

Evolution frenzy - Chapter 43

Not finish bad

The Tutorial is Too Hard Chapter 42

The Challenger Chapter 19

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venomgender · 1 year ago

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reformation of a deadbeat noble s2 is incredibly entertaining to read when you dont remember what ignet did to ilya for the life of you. FOR ALL TIMES TO NOT INCLIDE A FLASHBACK

#it was explained in like the middle of s1 #WAIT NO THIS IS S3. i dont even remember when it was explained but even if it was the last episodr of s2 IT WAS AN ALMOST 8 MONTH HIATUS.

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nx-communicato · 2 years ago

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The Funny Thing About Leeches…

…is that with their puckered faces they always look so bitter and pissed off even when suckling the humors right out of you.

I’m still so unclear about what it is that I’m supposed to be accomplishing if anything here… But, in my defense, I think that is due to dissension amongst the myriad of tutors regarding what needs to be accomplished.

For instance, I (and here I do beg pardon for my ignorance but I am going to list what I feel are the purposes, doing my best not to pin any set plans on any specific people - also to note is with no set start date to log I will be referring to the onset of my awareness as the beginning):

…am I being penalized for past malignments, a term of sentence to be spent in accordance with some unknown scale of crime & punishment? If so, I wish I would be informed so that I would cease this belaboring keep quiet and serve my time in the most polite way I could so as to avoid causing further harm to befall those injured parties by my incessant tongue.

…am I being retrained to strip away any barbaric or disruptive bad habits and reprogrammed with civically dictated good ones so that I shall be accepted back into society as a model citizen forthwith in all fashions of productivity, dedication and devotion. Here I would include rehabilitation for all manners of consumption and hedonistic tendencies that by accordance fall outside the box of our neo-protestant reformation, and methinks the one doth protest too much for mosts’ tastes. By God’s will, if we could just get him to give up those nasty cigarettes, dietary proteins and processed or manufactured food and drink he may still yet become something of worth.

…am I demonstrating that somewhere amidst all this rubbish there does truly exist character of quality worth keeping; or does he lack any motivation or sense of responsibility. Is there a semblance of drive or work ethic hidden within or is he truly just a lazy deadbeat beatnik who gives up shortly after starting every venture the moment he sees adversity and shies away from confrontation to the point of becoming the epitome of an ineffective dilettante fop? He sure talks a good game in regards to upholding the tenets of virtue and a firm code of honor but does he actually live by his proclaimed code or is it all just flowery semantics sprinkled about to add a lustrous sparkle to what in reality is a painted turd.

…am I so broken, embittered and jaded by all of this that I want nothing further to do with my so-called friends and family and at this point only desire escape from this torment so I can be free to spend the rest of my life anonymously toiling away in drudgery to pay off this massive debt you’ve created for me until I die? Yes.

As to the earlier questions, I am not sure what you’re expectations were, but if you take someone already pushed to his limits, then break his heart, and prevent communication essentially isolating him, never give him a chance to heal while enduring a non-stop barrage of emotional abuse and psychological gas-lighting, keep him in in a prison pit of financial control while the pendulum of debt’s burden creeps closer and closer, no booze or anything to cut the pain, then establish that to continue he must chemically imbalance himself further now with out-of-whack dopamine receptors in his brain so he generates no pleasure which is just as well because no treat has been given for all his tricks performed, you won’t even grant him masturbation to relieve some of the stress without alerting the press, while badgering him about a lack of motivation and when no resolution is offered accuse him of quitting, question his every action with intense public scrutiny, take away everything he stands for or has accomplished, broadcasting every flaw or mistake made, then take the single most altruistic and noble thing he has ever done in his life and twist it into a mockery of what it was and use it against him like a whip or cattle prod to further his torment and suffering, then wonder why he’s not so much fun to play with? “You are nothing like you used to be!”

I’m lucky to still be alive! Wait, no… check that. Perhaps it is true - but it’s not by good luck delivered. So whenever your through with your playtime, would you mind putting your quarry out of his misery. I offered myself as a sacrifice already with no takers… I guess you must still be entertained.

By my count, I was probably 25 when things changed course… young, dumb but still vibrant and full of potential. I generously gave seven years of my life happily for a shared dream. Then when that started to fall apart I stuck through for another eight years of slowly increasing sorrow, anger and frustration. Then, when I was finally released and thought for a brief stint I may find happiness, out of spite and revenge you snatched another eight… and now, because of what you have wrought upon my life through your machinations, I have watched all my dreams shattered and am in a position where even if I spend every day until I die working to pay it off - I will die still in debt. However many years I manage to eke out ahead of me… they are ruined for you too. So at least I had 25 good years at the beginning… wait, no… come to think of it I was harassed and bullied as a kid too. But I’m sure I must have had some good years in there somewhere. Why would God create a life just to see how much capricious and wicked suffering it can take over the course of a lifetime… I must have been Hitler in a past life to have earned this much bad karma. C’est la vie. C’est la mon merde vie.

#impossibledream #close the book

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zyin · 2 years ago

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Not cause anyone asked but here is my current ongoing list of mangas/webtoons:

Webtoons:

Survival story of a sword king in a fantasy world (!!!)

Omniscient readers viewpoint (!!!)

Overgeared

Dungeon reset (!)

The beginning after the end (!!!)

Reformation of a deadbeat noble

Manga:

One piece (!!!)

Kaiju no. 8

Otoyomegatari (slow) (!!!)

Sousou no frieren (on a break ☹️) (!)

Kuutei dragons

Dungeon meshi (!)

One punch man

Jujutsu no kaisen (well, need to restart)

My hero academia (debating between watching it or reading it from the new season)

#manga #webtoons

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watcher-servant · 10 months ago

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This reminds me of the Reformation of the deadbeat noble. A solid story I say, plus the description, makes me think of a few characters in there.

Though I almost imagined the area he's in have cuts on the mountain and ground and maybe even have a split in the ground made by accident.

Mastery

A young man walks down a dirt road. A tall trees gives shade to him as he walk in the dimming light of the afternoon. He breathes heavily, sweat pouring from his brow, his back completely drenched by sweat, his steps remain steady as he keeps going forward down the road with seemingly no end.

Off in the distance, at almost random intervals, all the sound in the forest would die for a minutes on end, bringing terrible silence in the otherwise lively forest. It was a sound like the fiercest wind ramming and breaking against stone, following by a loud crashing sound.

It was towards this sound that would emerge that the young man was walking towards, the first time he heard it, it nearly sent him running, now when he heard it, his ears would twitch toward the sound, and he would unconsciously correctly his path.

Hours passed, and he entered a part of the forest where the path ended, and where that dreadful silence didn't go away. Other than the trees and brush, there was no life here that, at least none that he could hear or see.

The sound became more intense here when it occurred, and he could feel it when it happened, it was like a someone had used his chest like a drum. The sound echoing inside him for a endless instant. Fear exploded inside him every time the sound echoed, as every step forward he took feeling like a mistake, as the urge to walk back became a ever growing companion to him.

Finally, though, he made it. Into a completely barren clearing facing a scarred mountainside. He looked down at the dry-brown ground, it was so worn and abused to have a sandy composition and feel. It was level and flat in some places, while having mounds and being pushed together in other places, it was chaotic.

In the center of the clearing facing the mountainside, a man stood shirtless with long shabby blonde hair that covered his back. He was barefoot, wearing only a pair of moth-eaten trousers, and holding a old, worn sword in his right hand.

It was like looking at a statue, how still the man was, or maybe, a corpse that had died standing up. He stared at the man wondering if he was who he thought he was, or if he had died long ago, that this man in front of him had died standing up sometime today?

Wind-kicked up, as the man moved like lightning, bright, instantaneous, and mysterious to behold. As one moment his sword was at his side, then, his whole stance had changed, going for relaxed to battle ready with no frames in between. His arm holding his sword was out like he was stabbing at the mountain, and a deafening booming sound hit him at what felt like point-black.

A dust storm kicked up all around the clearing, and it became clear why here was so devoid of life, as the wind hit the young man threatening to knocked him over, if not, carry him away outright. If not for the small tendrils of light extending from his feet and into the ground. Even, then it was a near-thing.

Minutes passed before the localized storm abated, and the young man rose up coughing, eyes watering from the experience. Heart racing, as that echoing sound felt like it was going to explode out of his chest to escape him.

Rising up on tired limbs, he waved his hand through the dusty air, and beheld the mountain-side with awe. His eyes-widening, seeing it clearly, it was a sculpture, a rough-one, but one carved for hundreds of feet across, and tens of feet deep into the stone sides of the mountain. It was four sculptures, two young men, and two young women, laughing.

Then he froze, as through the dusty cloud, he could see two glowing blue eyes looking at him. Those eyes held weight and power like anything he had seen before, Huntsmen and Huntress, Battle Droids and Grimm, none of them held a weight like this, like it was piercing through him and anchoring him.

The eyes looked at him calmly, the blonde man had not emotions towards him, and yet his gaze still managed to put him place. It was otherworldly, as the young man fully realized the gap between them.

There wasn't even a blur as the man moved, as he simple was, his hand was at his side, then it was at shoulder height like he was greeting him, and the a gale of air, knocked away all the dust left int he air. He wasn't just smooth, he wasn't fluid, he was something else, it like, instead of going through a motion, he could start a motion A, and then go to motion Z, without appearing to go through the motions between.

"Oh, didn't see you there," The man called out to him, almost, embarrassed? "I didn't think I'd get company out here."

The young man didn't have a response, still pinned in place.

"I don't really have a place for you to sit down, but uh, feel free to sit where you please." The man had looked away, it seemed like it had been a while since talked to anyone.

The man started whistling off key. As if waiting for him to carry on the conversation, but also not so subtle nudging head towards the mountainside meaningfully.

Still, the young man struggled to saying anything with the weight of the man's presence upon him. The man, though was getting twitchy the longer he was in the conversation, looking as though he was about to run away, if this dragged on any further.

"I-, I'm just gonna go, you -" The man began.

"Please, teach me, Master Arc!" The young man interrupted.

The man looked surprised, his brow furrowing in confusion. He pointed at himself. "Me? A master, since when?"

The young mans eyes looked over towards the mountainside, the back at the shirtless man, which was equal-parts scared and muscled. "I'd say, awhile."

"Ugh, Master Arc sounds way too formal and important for me, just call me, Jaune, ok?" Then he looked at the sculpture that was carved by his sword strikes into the mountain. "Oh, that? That's just a hobby, to relive the good ol' days, but that doesn't make me a master, though. I'm just a middle-aged man in the woods." Jaune said, his body-language becoming more relaxed.

The young man looked at him in disbelief. "A-are you serious? I mean, I think this goes beyond a hobby, it's a little rough," Jaune staggered a bit at the criticism, but then nodded in agreement. "But, that's not something you could do and call yourself an amateur!"

Jaune looked away, embarrassed. "Yeah, that's true. But, I'm not calling myself amateur. I think, I'm pretty good, but that's no reason to go calling myself a Master, I mean that's not really a title you can give yourself anyway, so If I called myself one, it'd be a pretentious and make me look like I'm hopped up on my own ego."

"But, your name is respected and feared around the world!" Jaune looked proud for a moment, then immediately sad, once he realized he was feared. "In the current era, if goes without saying that you're the best swordsman on Remnant!"

Jaune smile crookedly. "Yeah, but that sound a little too exaggerated."

The Young man looked at the mountain side. "No, not at all."

"Uh lets move away from that," Jaune said, waving his arms to attract his attention from his hobby-project. Then he sighed. "Let's cut to the chase, what do you want from me?"

"I want you to teach me." The young man bowed to him.

"Sorry, but I don't think I'm qualified."

The young man raised a eyebrow.

"Ok, I'm kinda of alright, but," Jaune sighed a bit, as though rolling around a thought in his mind. "Why do you want to learn from me in particular?"

"Because, you're the strongest master swordsman."

"Ok, but what does that mean? What does Mastery mean, to you?"

The young man opened his mouth, but struggled to answer the question. After a minute, he gave up and just went with his gut answer. "That you've become the best at it? That you've achieved a state of being with the sword that no one else can achieve, and hit the final state of being as a swordsman?"

Jaune shook his head. "Wrong. There's no such thing as the best, at least here. What I've achieved, anyone can with the right amount of work, and there is no final state."

"Then, what is mastery? What does it mean to be a master?"

"Master, I guess, doesn't really exist, it's a title people are given when they're not only good at their subject of experience, but also can teach others. But, the way people call a person a master after a level of experience, is kinda of wrong. When, they call someone a master swordsman, they just mean a really good swordsman that's hit higher level than them. But, mastery isn't a level, it's a state of being, of seeking out your flaws and improving upon them. It's not being stronger and better, its about moving forward past your failures and learning from them, seeking self-improvement and understanding. If all you are is just good at something without improving, then it's not mastery, it's just complacency."

The young man stared at him. "So, what you're saying is, you're a Master?"

Jaune twitched in place, then slowing walked away.

"Wait! Will you teach me though?!"

"No." Jaune said after a moment.

The young man looked struck for a moment, then sighed.

"But, I won't make you leave either, if you can learn something from watching me, then you can try."

The young man smiled. "May I ask a question?"

Jaune shrugged. "I'm not charging, so why not?"

"How do you channel your aura to make your aura slashes invisible, such a power is near-invincible! And, how do you make them so strong?"

Jaune looked at him confused. "Aura?" Then he lifted his arm, flexing as a gust of wind emanated from him, his arm showing a inhuman level of tone and muscularity. "I'm just using my body." He swung his sword, that sound returning. "Those are basically just me making some breeze."

The young man froze, then realized the whole time he could not feel any aura being used by the man. Then slowly feel backward, unconiously, as the absurdity of his master, coupled with a several hard days journey finally catching up to him.

Jaune smiled awkwardly. "It isn't that unusually is it?" He looked far away. "Huh, this happened last time I out too, didn't it?" He hummed a bit. "It'd be a bit too destructive if I used my aura for anything other healing." He smiled. "I still got a ways to go, control-wise, before I can call myself a good at aura, though."

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