I Can Track Everything - Chapter 895 - hysteria

What's it like to control Time?Kranos had always been obsessed with controlling Time. “Time takes all away,” he thought.After dying of old age in his first life, Kranos reincarnated into the immortal world.Reincarnated into a world of cultivation, magic, magical creatures and horrifying existences, Kranos accepted his fate of being a mortal.However at that moment a notification panel appeared in front of his eyes...[Detected fragment of Time Dao...][Time System uploading…25%... 50%... 100%][Time System uploaded…]…[Name - Kranos.][Cultivation aptitude - ETERNAL-grade.][Elemental affinity - TIME.]…In this world filled with countless creatures and powerhouses, read how Kranos uses time to resolve all challenges he comes across.“With the power of time in my hands, I will conquer all.” Kranos sighed as he looked at the four immortals in front of him.Tags: #Action, #System, #Noromance, #Anti-hero, #Cultivation, etcetera.Hey guys, it's the carefree author's first time publishing a novel. I want to start with a small goal of 1000 chapters. Please support me!

Ethen Cole travels to an era where everyone battles with pets. In a world revived by spiritual energy, danger and madness run rampant. Humanity relies on battle pet masters to establish bases and unite for survival.Before the college entrance examination, Ethen Cole is framed and expelled from school, losing his chance to study at the Battle Pet Academy. Just as he feels despair, the Battle Pet System for battle pets activates.“Ding! The Blue Riolux has evolved into a Emerald eyed Riolux!”From then on, Ethen Cole begins his legendary career as a battle pet master.

He called me his ruin. Then he made me one.Alpha Shiloh's rejection wasn’t just a scar—it was a betrayal. He left me shattered. Broken. And I had to rebuild myself in silence.I almost forgot the way his touch once burned like salvation.Now he’s back.Not to beg forgiveness. To bargain. A deadly mission, he says. He promises freedom.But then presence ignites my wolf into a frenzy. She thrashes, desperate to claim him again. But I remember the coldness in his eyes when he exiled me. The way the pack turned their backs as I crawled into the wilderness, half-dead and wholly broken. Hate simmers hotter than desire.Yet here I am, bargaining with the devil who shattered me. Every moment we share is a lie. He doesn’t know about the shadows I’ve fed, the truth I’ve buried.Or the child.One whisper of its existence, and the pack will paint the forest with my blood.But the closer we get to completing his mission, the harder it is to hide… from him, or from the part of me that still craves him.Freedom has a price.So does vengeance.And I’m not sure which will destroy me first.