She Rebuilt Her Fallen Country With Storage Space - Chapter 8 - Crown Prince Xiang Li, My Dear Brother

At twenty‑nine, she was the youngest CEO in the tech industry—NetVault Security had gone from small startup to Fortune 500 in just six years. The media called her a prodigy. Her board called her unstoppable.Her therapist called her alexithymic.Unable to understand or describe her own emotions.The elevator chimed. Elara didn’t look up. Only one person had after‑hours access.“You’re late,” she said. “The investor meeting is in twelve hours. Did you review the—”“I’m not here about the meeting.”…“Ugh.”Elara lost her life that day at the hands of her mentor and adoptive father. By the next morning, the same people who once called her a genius and praised her to the sky were calling her a coward who killed herself to escape scandal.Then Elara woke up.Not in her office. Not in a hospital.In a different world. In a different body.She was now Elara, the Fourth Princess of this so‑called great kingdom—only to find that this princess was an utter pushover, completely useless in everyone’s eyes. No one feared her. No one respected her. Even her own palace was full of other people’s spies.How is Elara supposed to survive this palace battle, when seven princesses fight in the shadows and she’s known as the weakest one? And can she ever escape this place… or will she decide to win instead?……“Your Highness, please… ugh…”The leash of light around Mahir’s neck—the head of the knights—tightened with a soft pull. His face flushed red, and not from pain.“Princess, here.” Ken, the strongest beast knight, knelt closer and held out a small pill between his fingers, guiding it gently to Elara’s lips.“Swallow it,” he said quietly. “You used too much power today.”On the floor below the bed, three beastmen knelt in a row, broad shoulders tense, ears twitching, their eyes fixed on her with dazed focus. Thin, glowing leashes of magic ran from their collars to the bands at Elara’s wrists.“Please…” Ken’s voice dropped, rough and a little hoarse. “Put your foot here.” He touched his gloved hand to his chest. “On me.”Elara sighed, half annoyed, half amused, and rested her foot lightly on his armored chest. All three of them drew in a sharp breath at the same time, faces turning even redder as the magic between them flared.Their eyes—gold, amber, and deep brown—looked up at her with the same lost, devoted gaze.

She was the celebrated Oiran in her previous life, winning glory throughout the city, only to be betrayed and killed by her sister.When she opened her eyes again, she found herself as a little entertainer who had just been kicked out of a girl group.From then on, she embarked on a journey to lose weight and fiercely battled against the scheming bitches, relying on her wits and bravery.All in all, this is the development diary of a goddess ascending in the showbiz, accompanied by a male lead who appears aloof but harbors a tsundere heart within.

“If the world stands in my way, if people threaten me or those who are dear to me, then I shall become the true darkness, the fear in their hearts that haunts them forever!”Lee Gaon was a professional gamer until one day she was framed as a cheater by a big gaming company and betrayed by those she held dear. Now she is known as Death Eater, a powerful dark entity in the game system world, slicing her enemies in half if they dare mess with her. Her path is now filled with blood and adventure as she desperately tries to find all who were dragged with her into this world—those who destroyed her life. She has only one goal now... “Revenge!”Content Warning:This work contains scenes of gore, violence, and strong language. Reader discretion is advised.

Life is a clash of desires, of wants, of musts…What is good?What is evil?Is one who saves his sister in place of hundreds, evil?Is another who sacrifices his sister to save hundreds, good?Life is no idealistic fairytale.Unique, it so easily gives and takes opportunities.For me? Life had taken one, and given another— two lives.This was no longer earth.On Sanctum, the ‘Wheel of Fortune’ decides how we start, but not where we go.As I woke, I knew not who I was, where I was, nor where I came from… Even my name eluded me… Yet I did not care.I knew my purpose.To find her...To find the strength to protect her...To build a reputation she would embrace, as the hero she'd always envisioned...On the 22 floating islands of the Arcane, knowledge is one’s most powerful weapon, and at the same time, greatest vulnerability. The web of lies and deception spread far in this world, some even woven and hidden by the very gods. The abyssal mysteries— those who near them get swallowed within the endless fogs that speak tales of Sanctum’s inevitable doom.For the sake of the world, I envision. This won’t do…Dearest Nina…___Dearest Joseph…********THERE WILL BE ABSOLUTELY NO HAREM IN THIS NOVEL!!I actively despise it as it slows down the story for no reason and serves NO purpose other than self insert fantasy slop.If you're here for diabolical activities that make sense, a smart MC who isn't naive for the sake of plot, where everything has meaning, leads to things without downtime and empty chapters, a story not about just an OP MC self insert fantasy, character development and morality, a mysterious world and plot twists, you've come to the right place.AUTHOR NOTE:Hey, It's Drip again. You may know me from my work on The Great Demon SystemThe first few chapters will be on earth, then it will transition into fantasy after where things will really pick up (before chapter 10). The MC will be very unique in the way he interacts and develops, things aren't always as they seem on the surface, so I hope you look forward to it :))As is common with my novels, my MC is NOT a morally ideal person, but it all has meaning so be prepared, or excited!I've been really busy with university work lately and have been cooking this novel up. I feel like it'll be something special.5 Chapters a day until around chapter 50, then I'll post daily