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Tales Of The Blood Moon

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In the oppressed realm of Veloria, where the Church of the Pale Sun has outlawed all forms of carnal pleasure to enforce control, a young half-elf named Elara is born under a rare Blood Moon eclipse. Branded a heretic and exiled, she discovers an ancient, forbidden magic known as Crimson Lust—a power drawn from blood, ecstasy, and desire that can heal, empower, corrupt, or reshape reality itself. What begins as a personal awakening spirals into a revolution. Elara’s journey is one of sensual and political liberation: every alliance, victory, and revelation is forged through intimate, ritualistic encounters that blend raw eroticism with world-altering magic. From her first solitary ritual in a ruined temple to passionate bonds with a werewolf lover, nymphs, sirens, dragons, elementals, nomads, dwarves, demons, and fallen angels, Elara builds an unstoppable army—the Crimson Thorn. Across three books, she overthrows the tyrannical Church, topples the High Pontiff, and confronts a cosmic threat: the void moons, ancient entities of insatiable hunger that threaten to devour all existence. Her weapon is not mere force, but the transformative power of freely given desire—turning enemies into allies, suppression into liberation, emptiness into fullness. Through trials of desert mirages, frozen peaks, volcanic forges, infernal summons, celestial corruption, and multiversal exploration, Elara proves that pleasure, when embraced without shame, can bind worlds, heal ancient wounds, and even satiate the void itself. In the end, she claims a throne not of domination, but of eternal connection—ruling a multiverse where desire is the ultimate creative force, and love, in all its forms, lights the darkest horizons. A sweeping, explicit dark fantasy epic of rebellion, magic, and unbreakable bonds—where every climax changes the fate of realms.
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The Names... RIYURA SHIKO! - 名前は…リユラ・シコ!

Some people perform joy so completely that nobody notices they’re drowning until the water is already over their head—and Riyura Shiko has turned that performance into an art form. Fifteen years old, purple-haired, red bow-tied, and explosively cheerful in the specific way of someone who learned early that being cheerful was safer than being honest, Riyura arrives at Jeremy High not as a normal transfer student—but as a walking thunderclap in a school uniform. Officially, he’s there for a “fresh start” after an incident involving pudding, a ferret, and one tragically heroic trampoline. Unofficially, he’s there because wherever Riyura goes, normality quietly packs its bags and leaves. Jeremy High is no ordinary school. Founded in 1876 under impossible circumstances—three suicidal teenagers, letters from a descendant who wouldn’t exist for a century, and a foundation built as much on suffering as it is on survival—it attracts the broken, the chaotic, and the unexplainable. Riyura fits in immediately… and completely disrupts everything anyway. From shouting greetings at trees to challenging athletes to dribble pineapples, from staging lunchtime operas about dumplings to turning every hallway into a stage, he floods the school with a kind of absurd, relentless energy that feels almost supernatural on its own. But beneath the chaos is something quieter. Something fragile. Because Riyura isn’t just trying to be seen—he’s trying not to disappear. Over the next four years, what unfolds is everything. Not just the ridiculous, high-energy nonsense of flying fruit and social disasters, but corruption networks, government conspiracies, psychic abilities tied to Edo-period bloodlines, time manipulation, preserved souls, and a brother who dies… and comes back? Government agents become allies. Truths unravel. The very sanctuary that saved them reveals the cost of its existence. And still—beneath all of that—the people matter most. Yakamira, sharp and analytical, alive against all odds. Miyaka, opening her pencil case every morning as an act of quiet defiance. Subarashī, scars catching the light as he declares himself to the world. Jisatsu, holding steady, fourteen months without a crisis. Pan, baking at 4 AM not because he has to—but because he chooses to. None of them are whole. All of them are trying. And together, they form something stubborn and unbreakable: a family built not from perfection, but from the refusal to let each other drown alone. Then comes graduation. Osaka. Cherry University. Cherry blossom seasons that feel too soft for everything they’ve survived. And the slow, difficult realization that surviving and living are entirely different skills. And many more characters in the main stage at that as per-usual. Riyura Shiko isn’t just the loudest person in the room. He’s the one most afraid of silence. His absurdity isn’t there to make you laugh—it’s there to overwhelm you, to push past the limits of what “normal” even means, to prove that being alive isn’t about fitting in, but about refusing to disappear. The humor isn’t clean, or even traditionally funny—it’s chaotic, excessive, and sometimes deliberately irritating. Because this story doesn’t aim to be funny. It aims to feel. Loudly. Uncomfortably. Honestly. This is the complete story of Riyura Shiko. From a teenager hiding behind a crooked bow tie and a perfectly rehearsed smile… to someone who slowly, painfully learns what genuine laughter actually feels like. From impossible walls to open skies. It costs something. It leaves something behind. Neither cancels the other out. THE NAMES… RIYURA SHIKO! - RATED MA26+. Still here. That’s always been enough. Because this series has the worst humor you could ever wish for. >;)
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