Whiteout

Steel ladder. Built it from the war. Mud and blood footing. Said it went to Heaven. Thought it did. Climbed the steel. Hands knew the cold metal. Blood dried on the rungs. Good blood. Bad blood. Said it was for right. Climbed anyway. Sky was blue. Stars were cold. Reached the top rung. Hand out. Empty air. Nothing there. No door. No light. Just space. Steel touched nothing. Sky didn't care. Righteousness was down below. A word in the mud. Blood was real. Steel was real. Climbed down. Feet found the earth again. Still mud. Still blood. Heaven wasn't there. Not for us. The steel ladder stands. Points at the empty sky. Just steel. Pointing.

What would you do if you had the chance to travel back in time? For the protagonist, Billy Carson, the day his father took him to see E.T. the Extra-Terrestrial in the movie theaters, he realized that maybe he wasn't in a fuzzy dream and maybe he was in a life that sent him with a system of suns, an art system, that will allow him to make history above the masses. I like anxious readers who question, I have some people who follow the story and because of them, I have learned a lot, if you are new, keep in mind that I am also new to writing, and I want to finish this story even if it has many errors, for all the stories unfinished. English is not my main language. But I do what I can, good day. this is my Patreon, I'm usually 20 chapters ahead, I hope you like this series, good day. patreon.com/vin_modeus12 (Disclaimer: Everything described in this series is science fiction)

One of the seven strongest people on the continent, the King of Mercenaries. He started a war to avenge his fallen family and destroyed territory but failed and lost his life. However… “Wow, I’m alive?” I returned to the past, back through time. A perfect opportunity to right my regrets and reverse everything. It doesn’t matter if people around me point fingers, calling me a scoundrel, or dismiss me as tr*sh. Because… “I’ve got a plan.” “What plan?” “A plan to destroy everything.” There won’t be a second failure. This time, I’ll wipe out all my enemies. …But first, I need to rebuild this damn estate.

Alex was a normal dude until some rich bozo poked him with a sword. Now, in One Piece, during the true Golden Age of Piracy as a recruit with Garp, Sengoku, Tsuru, and the like, Alex tries to grow strong with the help of the Igris Fusion System.

After spending his sixth year at Hogwarts a century ago, Harry finds himself back in the cupboard under the stairs in 1991, once again receiving his Hogwarts acceptance letter. "You’re telling me my parents were killed by a dark wizard?" Harry asked. "Who is this dark wizard? Why are you all so afraid of him that you won’t even say his name?" "It’s Vol—," Hagrid began cautiously. "Well, we call him Voldemort, because he personally killed hundreds of people." Harry nodded nonchalantly. "And what happened the next day?" Hagrid: "Uh?" -- Author:咬人甘蓝

Novel Summary Qin Feng was originally an online author. When he was completing the character setting for the protagonist of his new book, he suddenly had an idea and incorporated his own real information and experiences into the character. Unexpectedly, after the main story began, the person actually died suddenly as in the plot and traveled through time to the Douluo fan fiction he wanted to create, and became the protagonist in it. What was even more surprising was that he also obtained some of the author's powers. As long as you destroy the original plot, or achieve the fan plot goals you set in the outline before crossing, you can get plot points, which can be used to set up everything you want. For example, cheat, cheat, and cheat again.

In a world where legends have been relegated to oblivion, Santos awakens in a strange place, surrounded by uncertainty and disorientation. Naked and confused, he finds himself in a church where the caretakers reveal a startling secret: he is one of the Reciardos, ancient warriors of unimaginable power who vanished centuries ago and are now mysteriously returning to the world. With his golden armor and a magical backpack filled with legendary artifacts, Santos is thrust into a destiny he never imagined. As he searches for answers about his past and the purpose of his revival, he discovers he is not alone: others like him have also emerged, each with their own mission, secrets, and inner demons. But peace in this world is fragile, and the shadows of an imminent threat loom over humanity. Facing monsters, conspiracies, and his own doubts, Santos must decide whether to embrace the role of savior everyone expects or forge his own path in a world he is just beginning to understand. A tale of redemption, power, and the weight of expectations, *Santos: The First of the Hundred* promises an epic journey filled with mystery, sacrifice, and revelations that will forever change the course of the world.

What happens when an unsuspecting diehard Marvel fan stumbled upon the first page of a comic that was never published by Marvel and transmigrated into the body of the one and only Tony Stark! A Tony Stark who has the knowledge of countless fictional universes and including his own, a Tony Stark who knows of all the possibilities that are open to him, and above all, a Tony Stark who aims higher than Thanos could ever imagine in a universe that combined countless elements from across all marvel comics ever released.

His life was cut short by himself and fate before it even began, Julian Adams died full of sorrow and regret. But when he thought that everything was lost he saw a light at the end of the road and... he was reborn!, in none other than the body of Paul Greyrat from Mushoku Tensei!! Will this repentant young man be able to live the life he so longed for in this person's body or will he make the same mistakes as before?... There is only one way to find out ========= English is not my first language so forgive me if you see some spelling mistakes!!

Reborn in dragon ball but not as a Saiyam but as a human. And not only that I am also a normal person. How will I ever survive this hell hole of a place.