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Weak, pitiful, and helpless. Low stars, low attack, low defense. In a world where everyone has "duelist brain," Normal Monsters with no effects are treated as worthless trash. "Mr. Amano, as the number one ranked duelist in the Tower, you stubbornly choose to battle with trash monsters. There must be some profound meaning behind this, right?" "Emmm... if I had money, who wouldn't want to use rare cards?" After transmigrating, Amano Rei discovered that the anime lied to everyone. You can't build a complete deck by digging through garbage—you can only find Normal Monsters that nobody wants. What's that? You're asking about the Blue-Eyes White Dragon, Dark Magician, and Neos in my deck? Those three are all Normal Monsters too! They need two tributes, require fusion and Xyz and Synchro summons—way too much trouble. Fortunately, I kept one trick up my sleeve. [The Sealed Right Hand] - Exodia is also...

Year 685 — Transmigrated into this world. Year 690 — Consumed the Sand-Sand Fruit, and developed its abilities using Azir, the Desert Emperor, as a conceptual model. Year 695 — Met his closest friend, Nefertari. Year 715 — Founded the Alabasta Empire. Year 719 — Rowan fell in battle, perishing on the eve of the World Government’s founding. Year 720 — The World Government was established. The Void Century began. …… Eight hundred years later. Sea Circle Calendar, Year 1507 — Due to the aftershocks of a battle involving the current Sand-Sand Fruit user, “Sir Crocodile” Crocodile, the long-slumbering Rowan awakens.

Ryoma Takeda was once a rising star in the ring, an Interhigh champion, a golden boy with fists of promise. But one bitter loss on his pro debut shattered his confidence. A freak accident soon after stole his leg. His career vanished. His fiancée left him. And all he had left were reruns of that one damn fight… and a hundred different regrets. Then, just as he hits rock bottom, fate does the unthinkable. He wakes up ten years in the past, on the very night of his first professional match. But this time, something’s different. [System Initialized: Vision Grid Active] “Your eyes see the truth beneath motion. Use it well.” Armed with the Vision Grid System, a combat-assist module that turns his visual perception into tactical mastery, Ryoma now has a second chance. To fix his mistakes. To chase the career he lost. To protect the mother he failed. To fulfill the hopes of those who refused to give up on him. And to finally become the man they always believed he could be. But boxing isn't just a sport. It's war of bodies, of minds, of hearts. And Ryoma Takeda is done losing.

"What type is the Spirit Gun?" "Typical. Pure Emission." "What about the Dragon of the Darkness Flame?" "Probably a combination of Emission, Transmutation, and Manipulation." "Is the Hadouken pure Emission too?" "At its core, yes — but it's flexible. The Electric Blade Hadouken and the Flaming Hadouken have both clearly picked up Transmutation characteristics." "What's the name of the master you set up for Kurapika?" "Simon Belmont. Twenty-two years old. Vampire hunter." "There's an underground bounty in Yorknew City — over 20 billion for capturing the pink demon. Can I take it?" "That thing is called Kirby. It's a mobile calamity in every sense of the word. If you want to find out what being swallowed whole feels like, go right ahead." "Is there really no one who can handle the Chimera Ant King?" "Honestly? Feels like he's a step below Younger Toguro." "What was that high-speed blue light we picked up moving across the sky last night?" "If it wasn't Killua goofing off, it was probably Sonic's running itch acting up again." "Is the Dark Continent really that dangerous?" "The Dark Continent? That's just a name some humans in the back end of nowhere made up for themselves. That place has its own name." "So what's it actually called?" "Makai." --- [Hunter x Hunter x Yu Yu Hakusho x Street Fighter x Castlevania x Kirby x Sonic the Hedgehog]

After a fatal accident leaves a famous actor dead, his devoted stunt double faces a terrifying choice: go to the authorities and risk arrest, or assume the actor’s identity to escape the consequences. Trained to mimic every movement, gesture, and expression, he becomes the perfect replacement—but living as someone else brings constant tension, paranoia, and moral compromise. As he navigates the actor’s life, from public appearances to private relationships, he must conceal the truth while grappling with guilt and the ever-present fear of being discovered.

Monsters cover the sky, and false gods sit high in temples. Qin An crosses into this world and awakens life skill professions. [Butcher: Mastery of Blade Techniques] [Scholar: Enhanced Comprehension] [Blacksmith: Strength that Can Subdue Dragons] ... These life skill professions become the foundation for his survival in this demonic world.

Don Klein was a forty-three-year-old veteran attorney whose life ended in a rain-slicked wreck on the Jersey Turnpike, only to awaken in a West Village walk-up in the body of a younger man. He has been gifted **Three Wishes**—supernatural abilities that function without the intrusion of a typical gaming system. His primary asset is **The Legal Library**, a cognitive construct that provides him with an intuitive, search-engine-like grasp of all law, manifesting as a sensation of "remembering" facts he never studied. Navigating the cutthroat world of Pearson Hardman, Don uses his meta-knowledge of the show's timeline to prepare for the inevitable return of Daniel Hardman. While building his own firm, **Klein Legal**, alongside a small team and a reliable Breville coffee maker, he must manage the "Library Points" (LP) required to access deeper levels of predictive analysis. As he prepares for his first major client, Tom Vasquez, Don realizes that his new life isn't just about winning cases—it’s about using his borrowed insights to outmaneuver the titans of Manhattan before they even realize he’s entered the game.

In a world where survival is dictated by power, chosen youths are dragged into a brutal trial where monsters roam and death is constant. Among them is Jade—a boy with an unusual affinity for blood and a mind sharpened by deception and instinct. From the moment he steps into the trial, Jade realizes one truth: strength is not given—it is taken. Armed with a mysterious system that allows him to absorb fragments from slain creatures, Jade begins his rise. His body evolves. His abilities grow. And his control over blood, ice, and living vines turns him into something far beyond human. But power comes at a cost. As alliances form and shatter, Jade crosses paths with a deadly assassin known as Silent Slayer—a man who moves through shadows and kills without hesitation. What begins as a clash between two monsters slowly turns into an uneasy alliance when a greater truth emerges: The trial is not just about survival. It is a prison. Hidden deep within ancient ruins lies a secret that binds all participants—a force tied to forgotten gods, rebirth, and a fate that cannot be escaped. And at the center of it all… Is Jade. As his power grows, so does the fear around him. Some call him a savior. Others call him a monster. But one title begins to echo across the trial: Blood Slayer. To escape, Jade must conquer the shadowed world, face ancient guardians, and uncover the truth behind the Eight Gods. Because in this world… Only one can inherit their power.

The beast clans are amongst the most powerful warriors in the world. Thanks to the blessing of the spirits these clans can awaken powerful bloodlines that grant supernatural abilities. But what if you are from a clan that has never awakened a bloodline? This is the problem the Beklaedning clan of the werewolves faces. There fur being ash-gray and streaked with blood-red markings has led other clans to believe they are cursed. Yet instead of giving in, like many other clans, the Beklaedning clan decided to fight back and rise to the top. Chronos Ulv, son to the clan lord, has decided to travel the world as he perfects his skills and discovers secrets that are long forgotten. He hopes the secrets of his clan are amongst these discoveries.

Crossing over into the world of Harry Potter, Adrian Wesson has no grand ambitions. As a Professor at Hogwarts, his daily routine is to teach the children, do some planting, and incidentally make a bit of trouble for the elderly Headmaster. Everyone who knows Adrian Wesson also knows that he is a kind, amiable wizard. Oh, one important thing. Never go near the plants he grows!

[No character death, No bitter content, No NTR, Plot guaranteed, Fluff, Honkai: Star Rail, Ruan Mei, Herta, Fu Xuan & Qingque, Yukong & Feixiao & Tingyun, Firefly & Stelle & March 7th, Love Rivalry] "The all-knowing Madam Herta, I have a question for you." Herta: Speak. But I'm not that Machine Head (Nous). "What is 'like'?" Herta: This... ahem. Why are you asking this? "Then let me change the question. Herta, what is a 'date'?" Herta: For the purpose of raising affinity, correct? Yu Qingtu, whose whereabouts were currently unknown: It should have been me!! I was first!! Tingyun: Benefactor, the stars stretch vast, the Silver River spans endless. When the mortal world lights its fires of worldly life, would you be willing to draw closer to us? Cyrene: Hi. Miss me? ... Fu Xuan stared at Qingque. "You've been deceiving me all this time?" "Lady Grand Diviner, I really wasn't." --- Raw: 星鐵：重生阮梅，黑塔女士請自重 Author: 朝不知暮

For ten years, Elena Prescott believed in forever. She left her home, her friends, and everything she knew to build a life with Julian Styles — the man she thought she’d marry. But on the morning of their wedding, a haunting dream exposes a devastating truth: Julian has been cheating on her with her best friend, Vanessa. Heartbroken and humiliated, Elena disappears to Tsep State, determined to rebuild her life far from the lies. But fate doesn’t let her hide for long. When a powerful man, Alexander Blackwood, nearly loses his life in a mysterious accident, Elena saves him then vanishes. All he remembers is the tattoo on her back and the feeling that she’s the key to everything he’s been searching for. As Alexander hunts for the woman who saved him, Elena battles strange visions, crippling headaches, and an illness that’s slowly consuming her. Their paths are destined to collide — in a world where betrayal meets destiny, and love might just be the most dangerous thing of all.

I remember the history books. “Humanity defeated the demons that invaded Earth 500 years ago.” “Magic was the power that guaranteed this victory.” That's true to some extent. But there's a past that has been erased. A time I lived through. A time when humanity was on the brink of extinction, facing something far worse than the records dared to tell... or that historians wished to remember. It's been a long time. My memories are failing. My sanity too. This may be my last entry. If this book disappears, remember one thing: It wasn't the demons that became humanity's greatest fear. I became it. I came to tell the story of a man I knew. Someone important to me. He was the most hated man of all. But he was precisely the one who brought hope to a world doomed to end. Beside them were people I loved. Who died before my eyes. This truth will be told from their perspective. …And perhaps from mine. If I can still remember who I once was.

He's been reincarnated as Harry Osborn, the Green Goblin, but this time, he's not the Green Goblin! Superheroes? Aliens? They'll all dance to the tune of Osborn Corporation! -------------------------------- 70 advanced chapters are now available on Patreon!

Reincarnated a thousand years in the past, what is a guy to do but go on the greatest adventure the world has never seen? There is so much to see, and so much to do. He won't be satisfied until he's experienced it all. Set in Highschool DxD but Crossed with Jujutsu Kaisen with some other minor crossovers planned. The fic is going to be about the journey of a man who wants to see the world and everything interesting it holds. I have a Discord! Discord.gg/Pj3Dttwses I also have a Patreon! Patreon.com/user?u=41732867 I post on Webnovel.com, Scribblehub.com, Fanfiction.net and now ArchiveOfOurOwn and QuestionableQuesting for the first time. If you see my fic posted anywhere else, I don't really care. Feel free to steal any of my ideas. Though, it would make me happy to be told about it so I can see for myself :)

This new volume would start from where the first one stopped at.

At the far north of the Atherno Continent, in an unknown village, Kyrian was born as a mere mortal. Weak, insignificant, and destined for oblivion. But he was anything but ordinary. Upon opening his eyes for the first time, they revealed an absolute white eyes without pupils or irises… and with them, an inexplicable innate talent. The ability to see what no one else could. His eyes didn’t just see the particles of spiritual energy, they could steal them. And more than that. Whether intentions, laws, concepts… everything before his vision could be taken by his eyes. When he stole his first Sword Intention, his eyes awakened to the path of the blade. Upon taking the Intention of Ice, another ocular pair was born. With every new stolen intention, his eyes changed, and new ones appeared. Kyrian does not hide them from the world, no, heeding his mother’s last wishes. He uses his gift without fear, with only one goal. To become strong by any means. (This is my first story, so don't expect anything mind-boggling. I just write what I think would be interesting and easy to read. English isn't my first language, so if there are any mistakes, please let me know so I can fix them. Otherwise, enjoy your reading)

The soul has perished, leaving behind only emptiness. Yet in its final cry of anguish, it stirs the one who dwells beyond the hollow world: the Omniscient Observer. By the will of this Observer, a nameless spirit is granted a new destiny — to be reborn as a Servant, cast into a crimson Singularity where humanity’s future has been stolen. A mythic-scale crime upon human history itself: the Incineration of the Human Order. The vessel bestowed upon it is none other than the Hero King, Gilgamesh — the Golden Monarch who severed ties with the gods and began the age of mankind. Arrogant and merciless, he judges all from his resplendent throne. And yet within this golden vessel dwells a forgotten soul, stripped even of its name. What upheaval shall this curious hero bring to the journey across human history? The White Beast watches in silence, ever observing its progress. The King’s laughter echoes across the Singularity. Behold the most luxurious restoration of Human Order in history, funded by boundless wealth and lasting for six entire months. “What? Chaldea is a black company powered by nothing but energy drinks? Fools! I shall renovate and rebuild it myself!” Through the Hero King's unending generosity, Chaldea undergoes a glorious transformation. Private rooms, pristine living quarters, an infinite power engine. An ever-turning, immortal paradise — Chaldea, reborn. And ever-present are the true treasures: the readers who continue to witness and support this tale. Over ten thousand strong, they remain unwavering, unmatched, and unshakably true. Here stands a Gilgamesh the world has never seen before. A saga woven by a pure soul and a delighted vessel — the Epic of Gilgamesh begins anew. The King’s journey is far from over. May this tale add a new brilliance to your own. I entrust it to you. ------------------------- If you’d like to support my work, check out my: patreon.com/Greyhounds

In 1963, strange individuals are taken from this world and placed in another. They must perform heists if they want any hope of achieving their dreams and getting back home.

Initially, I adopted a small white-haired bundle of joy. Later, I thought my main concern would be untangling her wing knots, but to my utter surprise... "Kiana Kaslana, I know you've grown up, harnessed Herrscher powers, and even built your own harem. But what did I do for you to treat me with such disrespect? You won't even call me 'Dad'... Fine, forget about that, but what's this marriage application mixed among official documents? It seems three days without discipline makes you forget your place!"