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 "Naruto's Diary": 
 March 15, 63 years of Konoha I seem to be dead [crossed out] I seem to have died and come back to life 
 March 16, 63 years of Konoha I might as well be dead 
 April 1, 63 years of Konoha Soul Society is not the underworld of my world, my parents are not here! 
 July, 63 years of Konoha What kind of Hokage is it? I don't even want to be a dog. Konoha is meaningless. As expected, I still want to be a god of death. Find where the "Soul Society" of our world is. I want to find my parents. 
 Many years later. 
 The Lord of the Seireitei, the Captain-General, the First God of Death, the Ten-Tails Jinchūriki, Uzumaki Naruto raised his sword. 
 "The world should have a more appropriate order."
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 When the bird race wanted to flatter the king of the wolf race, he was thrown out directly by his parents. After that, he had been tossed like a toy by others from one place to another, numerous times. Finally, he ended up in front of the black wolf. 
 There was a rumor saying that the black wolf was the most ferocious existence in the wolf palace. And the black wolf’s favorite food was raw chicken! 
 He always excitedly gnawed the chicken, there was a possibility that blood could splatter everywhere! 
 Qiao Xi: I feel like I’m going to die. 
 And when Qiao Xi fell in front of the black wolf— 
 The black wolf had sharp fangs, fierce eyes, and a terrifying aura. The black wolf opened his mouth and approached Qiao Xi… 
 “Auwoo! Auwoo! Auwoo!” 
 Qiao Xi was frightened out of his wits and immediately fell onto the ground. He unmanageably changed into a human form. His body was shivering uncontrollably, thinking to himself that he was going to die. 
 However, just when the black wolf saw Qiao Xi’s human form, he unexpectedly turned silent. 
 After standing still for a while, he suddenly lifted his paw and touched Qiao Xi’s pretty little face, he stated calmly: “From today onward, you’re my little brother.” 
 Qiao Xi, whose eyes were filled with tears: “…?” 
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 Later, the black wolf ascended the throne in the wolf race. 
 Someone saw the black wolf carrying a chicken in his arm, and couldn’t help but say with a smile, His Majesty, the Wolf King surprisingly carried a ration with him, which was really interesting. 
 Suddenly, the Wolf King’s face darkened. He said calmly without any smile on his face: “This is my wife.” 
 He also ate this small one every day, but not as a ration, because this was his little treasure.
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 In the final battle with the Wild Hunt, Harry returned to his eleventh year. 
 Wizards, magic, and the completely different magical powers in my body that warlocks call, everything has a cause. 
 Witcher? 
 wizard? 
 Well... just pick up a magic wand while picking up the silver sword. 
 (People who have never watched Harry Potter, or played the wizard series will not have much impact)
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 As the most beautiful omega from the Silver Moon clan in the last decade, Yu Lan was abducted as a young child.
 When he was about to be sold to a wealthy businessman at the age of 22, he managed to escape.
 Barefoot and running desperately.
 -And ended up crashing into the arms of a man.
 When Yu Lan first met Shao Mingyu, the man was handsome and elegant, and with a calm expression, he said to him, “I won’t touch you, come back with me.”
 So Yu Lan was ignorantly picked up by the man and moved into his manor.
 He didn’t know why the man took care of him, but he hid his affection within his heart. He obediently took inhibitors on a regular basis, not wanting to lose himself during his heat and do something… something terrible to this man he had a crush on.
 Until one day later, when Yu Lan wanted to give himself an injection again, the man clasped his wrist and asked in a hoarse voice, “Do you still need to use inhibitors?”
 Shao Mingyu gazed at him, his voice low and soft, “Little grape, don’t use it anymore, okay?”
 Yu Lan’s eyes widened.
 As the man’s kiss fell, the inhibitor fell from his hands to the floor.
 Soon after, news of the Shao family’s young master, the top alpha that everyone was paying attention to’s, marriage spread like wildfire.
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 When celebrity singer Ning Yan suddenly found himself turned into a white puppy, he ran into his rival Lin Rong, who just happened to pass by while Ning Yan was at a loss for what to do. Based on the idea that if he had to suffer then Lin Rong must suffer with him, Ning Yan tried all the tricks in the book until he successfully enticed Lin Rong into taking him home.
 Just as he was dreaming about conning the man out of food and house, the apartment door opened… to reveal a wall filled with his posters and a body pillow in his image on the bed.
 The man hugged the body pillow, smiled at the puppy and said, “My beloved Yanyan is so pretty, right?”
 To which Ning Yan could only respond by calling Lin Rong a pervert.
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 The puppy Lin Rong picked up was a little dramatic. First it bit down on his leg and refused to let go until Lin Rong took him home. That same night it pawed at the closed apartment door wanting to get out. A few good meals later, it flopped belly up in the dog bed and looked at him with thoughtful eyes.
 One night several days later, Lin Rong came home drunk. He dreamt of the white puppy turning into his beloved Yanyan, lying on top of him in flustered surprise. He also dreamt of Ning Yan touching him everywhere when he realized how drunk Lin Rong was.
 The next day, the white puppy was curled up peacefully in the dog bed. Lin Rong thought deeply for a second, went into his room, and found the security footage from the living room.
 He squinted thoughtfully when he finished reviewing the footage.
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 Resurrection of spiritual energy, the coming of the gods? 
 Disasters continue, and all lives suffer? 
 It has nothing to do with me, I am just a terminally ill patient who has been declared a countdown to sudden death and gave up treatment. 
 Taking the wreckage on the road of exorcism and killing immortals is not to protect the family and the country, but because the risk salary is too attractive, especially the pension… 
 “This evil art is condemned by heaven. Even if the early stage progresses smoothly, the final practitioner will surely die…” 
 “Give me a hit.” 
 “This magic sword has devoured the master, and has already taken ninety-nine lives…” 
 “Give me two, as well as those man-eating magic helmets, soul-devouring blood claws, and give me a whole set.” 
 “This medicine hurts the sky and…” 
 “Stop talking, wrap it up for me!” 
 But the question is, why do I dare to take on any high-risk task, step on all the thunder, do all the death, but still live and dance. 
 [Congratulations, congratulations, being named the first of the ten heroes who moved the world……] 
 “…God, it’s not that the average survival time of this line is three and a half years, three and a half years, and they are almost S-rank hunters, the first of the ten heroes, why haven’t they died. I I just want to make an honorable sacrifice and cheat some pensions. Is it so difficult?!
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