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save the part it's the author of DOD—the thing that makes this come together of quality story time is its crucial affect on partial details, that so on becomes a jigsaw puzzle piece to play that's less about on overriding the 'OP MC specializes cheat code survival in usurp for a big time egoism' but actually knows to interact as a reasonable character you’re bound to like. i'm awestruck with the literary components; structure; discoveries topped for world-building experience. it's particularly fending off important information as it accumulate to the next steps to resolve a whole body process lodging that new kind of intricate plots

Creating Hidden Endings

this is neutrally a knock-off version of many kinds. we start off the same: parallel turbulence, skimpy cat-like MC and his massive depressed fox Gong who later became his object of possession. it's pretty mundane and it reminded me a certain trope i'd rather skip to address. still it's good in a way to kill time

The Crazed Players Are Going Wild, But I Can't Log Out

it was catchy and well-paced to my standards. it offered a variety of emotions that struck on heartstrings which is lips smacking appropriate. the subtle undertones was there, the cunning execution, there was gravity that sucked you in that aspect. the story was colorful and pulled off the range, rythmically beautiful in present

Bad Life

i'm about to say... this not only cut me some slack from routine, morally unconventional bed chambers kinky settings BUT it's actually a decent writing. i took it wrong before virtually experiencing it. i thought it would be from another ero-theatrics your quirky altering mind induce in a spawn point, it proved wrong. it's been thorough. although at some point i got myself a hell of a wack, it managed to pull itself through. the intensive rush of being caught up in the moment really swirls there, the emotions conveyed effortlessly it racked up my pounding heart i was genuinely scared

A Failed Idol’s Rise to Bottom

this plot literally took a long shot at a pubescent-level charm squeals. author's intent to push the average scenarios into a substandard sticky messy love situation is grounding. anyhow, with exploitation and demands for fan-service it's a GOOF read for the usual harem exposure

Avoid 19-rated content

the comedic relief retained it. it kept me up late but i could've asked for more grappling susceptible means during some scenarios. it kinda left me empty when it faded to chase the progress of the appearance of ML but not too deep to feel a certainty of hanging up midway(i did, it fell out of shambles)

Empathy (Reverse Thinking)

i'm versed with psychological shits and this is a guilty restraint for myself. this might not be open to anybody's window of preference bc it's overall a kindle to your resentment towards sympathized perpetrators in a nutshell that is highly condone upon. it took off on a cycle of pain and suffering. their contrasts is just as muddled as it gets. this sets the boundary between the customs and their bridled sorrows which is a touch of their insecurity. to add, this is the type of horror that makes my skin crawl

I Possessed the Debauched Villain

it's a muck of only explicitly sexual orient. peerless over-the-top sausage fest harboured to compulsive wet fantasies. MC is a slave to his carnal desires. the title stays true to its form, you're unlikely to fish an outlet of validation bc it's just smut dabble with no substance. everything felt surreal: a turn of attitudes, out-of-nowhere information, it's catastrophic, dogmatic with the shifty storyline. everything just went off the rails, i was itching a suspense factor it was snagged

Project to Escape from the Bully Group

I never cracked up this a stretch in uncut progression. It's flat and seemed to hack all the clichés like a common factor for romance hexes—EXCEPT, it's pretty funny for every grain of misunderstanding. It's annoyingly overbearing still keeping the heaps of entertainment on the wind it goes. Really merited for the "cringe-worthy" material to make up a sense