Đây là những truyện one piece mình đã dịch, đây là lần đầu tiên nên có gì mọi người góp ý giúp mình.Những tựa truyện bằng tiếng anh là mình để theo thói quen không dịch tựa truyện và cũng để dễ tìm truyện đó màTruyện dịch trên trang Archive of Our Own…
Hallo!!!Tuy không liên quan gì đến viết truyện nhưng mình vẫn muốn đăng để đây làm kinh nghiệm cho mình và cũng như mọi người…
hàng sưu tầm nhiều nguồn, chưa có sự cho phép của tác giả, vui lòng không mang đi ra ngoài. Mục đích lưu trữ là chính…
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Edit: I'm too lazy to fix the novel cover.--------In the beginning, there was nothing.No time, no space, no thought, no story.Then came the Old Gods.From the endless void, they forged the very essence of reality: Matter, Concepts, Law, Time, Space, Life, Death, Story, Information - and the invisible hands of Fate and Causality.Eons passed.In a nameless galaxy on the edge of existence, humanity unknowingly teetered between myth and oblivion. Their fears gave birth to demons. Their beliefs gave rise to hope. From the shadows of myth, two divergent civilizations were born - one fighting in silence to contain the cosmic anomalies that now creep into their world.This is where Nicolas Ventis comes in - just a sick intern on a quiet spring night in 2083.Until the sea began to boil. Until the skies screamed.Until the world ended - and restarted.Now face-to-face with entities older than the multiverse itself, Nicolas is offered something no mortal ever receives:A choice.A power.A burden.Welcome to the House of Votex.Where stories begin.And where all of them must eventually return.…
Chen Wan was very adept at dealing with people. Relying on his thoughtfulness and meticulousness to be reliable, he mixed with the group of princelings. As long as he was there, even the humidity of the air would feel just right.He didn't go through all this trouble in hopes that Zhao Shengge would like him. Chen Wan never left his name nor sought credit, keeping to the shadows. Zhao Shengge did not even have to know that he existed; glimpsing him from afar just once or twice was enough.His friend, impatient at his low expectations, asked, "What are you playing at?""I'm not playing at anything," Chen Wan smiled, holding on to his unbreakable oath of secret devotion. "I just hope that my presence would make him a little happier and more comfortable."Zhao Shengge was the favored child of the heavens, holding a high position and wielding immense power. Chen Wan was very self aware. He wouldn't hold any hopes about something that was simply impossible, believing that his careful distance was maintained flawlessly.When their paths crossed at the auction, Chen Wan would blend into the crowd, offering only the same greetings as strangers;When he came across Zhao Shengge's belongings, he would ask his friend to pass them on;When someone tried using him to get close to Zhao Shengge through him, he'd apologize and say that they don't actually know each other......Or at least that's what he believed.Until that moment on the cruise ship, when the other person stared at him quietly, cigarette between his lips as he slowly said: "Chen Wan, I didn't bring a lighter."On the surface, it's the shou chasing the gong, but it's actually the gong calmly orchestrating the chase, maneuvering the shou towards him.A story of two adults going back and forth, testing the waters, with deep feelings running beneath.…