f-class God Slayer: the divine eye of truth

Prologue — A Journey Rewritten Something was wrong with this world. The story had moved on without him. The companions who once walked beside him were gone. The familiar road he once knew had changed beyond recognition. Even destiny itself seemed to have chosen someone else. There was no Pikachu at his shoulder—only Froakie. There was no cheerful trio traveling the world together—only a lonely path stretching endlessly forward. Friends, rivals, companions… Everything was different. The faces were unfamiliar. The bonds were new. The world no longer revolved around him. Because in this story— He was no longer the protagonist. And yet… Even if the world had forgotten him. Even if destiny had chosen another. Ash would never stop moving forward. For twenty years his spirit had remained the same. The same boy who loved adventure. The same Trainer who believed in the bond between humans and Pokemon. The same dream that burned within his heart. No matter the world. No matter the role he had been given. Ash would carve his own path again. This is the story of a boy who refuses to accept being forgotten. The story of Ash— A former protagonist who will challenge fate itself, defeat the so-called chosen hero, Goh, and fight his way back to the center of the stage. Step by step. Battle by battle. Until the world remembers his name. “Greninja, let’s go!” “Kuuga!” The journey begins again.

Cao Zhong transmigrates to Teyvat and awakens the “Slacker System”—the more he lazes around, the stronger he becomes. From rare abilities to godlike power, he ascends effortlessly after years of doing nothing. Now, all he wants is a peaceful life with his lovers… until a mysterious video suddenly exposes everything. Jean calls out to him, Eula breaks down in tears, Ningguang vows to support him, and Ayaka’s feelings come to light—shocking all of Teyvat. Facing the uproar, Cao Zhong calmly replies: “I’m not a scumbag—I’m sincere with every one of them.”

Step one: Be me, a shitty Jujutsu Sorcerer. Step two: Die full of regrets under the sky I failed to protect. Step three: Wake up in someone else's body. Step four: Realize the new world is as equally as shit as my old one. Step five: Fuck it, we ball! Meanwhile, Jaune Arc fails so hard at initiation he knocks himself unconscious trying to be a hero. Spoiler: it just gets worse from there. Much, much worse. But hey—at least it's funny. Until it isn't.

I don’t have a hero complex. I don’t intend to remain humble either. All I am is a Fan, of the grandeur that is Sumatra. This world has everything necessary to charm your inner child: Mountains that roll around like worms, seas that curl up like flowers, and majestic beasts that thunder your breath away. I’ve reincarnated many times on Sumatra, to protect it from external invasions while rejoicing its beauty. This time is no different. However, the current enemy is someone who has outscaled the power system. Hence, I will Regress Seven Times in an attempt to defeat the enemy. Why only seven, you ask? Because that’s all this Fan can hope to endure. Regressions come with risks and inclining baggage, after all.

Arianne Summers was once the most feared woman in the business world—until love became her fatal mistake. Publicly betrayed by her fiancé, her empire stolen in a calculated corporate takeover, Arianne vanished from the spotlight, determined never to return. Five years later, her quiet life is interrupted by an unexpected knock. On her doorstep stand two scheming four-year-old twins holding a handmade sign: “Marry Our Uncle!” Their uncle, Franz Rochefort, is a world-famous actor reluctantly thrust into the role of CEO after his brother’s death. Overwhelmed, underestimated, and struggling to keep both his company and his family together, Franz needs help—even if he doesn’t know it yet. What begins as a logical, temporary arrangement quickly spirals into chaos as fake dates turn real, old enemies resurface, and two tiny matchmakers launch Operation: Make Uncle and New Aunt Fall in Love. In a world where power is currency and love is a liability, Arianne must choose—revenge against the past, or the unexpected family she never planned to have. A ruthless CEO. A reluctant superstar. Two scheming children. And a love story that was never part of the plan. #ceoromance #reversedroles #slowpaced #loveaftermarriage special thanks to @schreient_rui

[Mature Content Warning] On the night her fated mate rejected her for another woman, Violet didn't cry or beg. She smiled. "Congratulations, Alpha. I hope she was worth our severed bond." Everyone believed she was a weak, shiftless omega. No one knew she was the last heir of an ancient bloodline hunted to extinction. Now, two Supreme Alphas have claimed her as their mate. Both want to mark her, but Violet doesn't want a mate, she wants answers. Too bad the bond — and her two new mates — won't let her go.

The Star Dimension had merged with the real world. Beasts capable of wiping out cities with a single glance had begun invading Earth. After transmigrating, Lukas awakens an ordinary talent with extraordinary potential: a symbiotic skeleton with the ability to evolve endlessly. He is soon transported to the Star Dimension to begin his journey, a place with a sky-high mortality rate. Filled with regret over wasting his potential in his previous life, Lukas now has only one goal: Rise to the top and become the strongest awakener the world has ever seen. This is the story of the strongest awakener rising to the top with the weakest talent. [Ding! Your Skeleton absorbed the chest bone of an Epic-Grade Fire Phoenix.] [Ding! You have learned the innate skill of the Fire Phoenix: Wings of Nirvana.] ... Discord - https://discord.gg/rfYm9nx7X6 Hurry and join discord to suggest cool evolution path for the skeleton Before it's too late...

At 32 years old, Harry Potter, Order of Merlin – First Class, Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement (DMLE), walked through the Veil while awaiting his death. Because he was tired of this life. But Fate or maybe Death had different plans. Beyond the Veil, he arrived in a world unknown to him. Woke up with a 7-year-old boy’s body in a Kingdom called “North”. With the symbol of Deathly Hallows on the back of his right hand. As the son of a House Lord. A new life, a new beginning, and a second chance to live the life he wants. --------------- If you want to access early chapters, maps, character pictures, and read ahead of time, you can visit my p@treon page and become a member or patron. You can find my page at: www.patreon.com/c/vanguard_v 7 chapters weekly and 7 bonus chapters for every weeks if we reach the quota for Power Stones. So don’t forget to send Power Stones, please. The cover belongs to me. P.S. The story was originally an old, dropped fanfic. I am rewriting, editing, and making some changes and additions. There will be more magic and kingdom-building materials. I will also continue to write after the dropped part and complete the story. If you want to read original dropped version of this story, its name is 'HP transmigrated into Domeric Bolton' by Fortunate_Soul.

When dungeon gates opened across the world, it became a gold rush. Hunters chased glory. Guilds chased power. Corporations chased profit. Phong Tran awakened as a Level 1 Farmer. No skills. No passives. A broken EXP bar that never moved. So he sold energy drinks instead. Leg warmers. Electrolytes. Power banks. If everyone else was digging for gold, he’d sell the shovels. Then Josh came. University golden boy. Gym-built. Son of a man who could erase problems with a phone call. “Protection fee.” Phong refused. He woke up in a hospital bed, beaten within an inch of death. His aunt and uncle were gone. No bodies. No investigation. No media coverage. Just silence. Then, as if the universe had a sense of humor, his system finally gave him a quest: Plant and harvest 10 potatoes in the dungeon. That’s it. No penalties. No forced missions. No ticking clock. No promise of justice. Just a choice. Phong takes it. The potatoes mutate. Then other plants followed. Chilies spit burning rounds. Sweet potatoes bulk up into blunt-force bruisers. Garlic turns chemical-warfare illegal. Enoki mushrooms rattle like dungeon-grade machine guns. His crops become his frontline. Phong doesn’t want to conquer the dungeon. He wants to build something inside it. A farm. A hearth. A settlement for people tired of being disposable. He won’t let revenge be the only thing he grows. Revenge lit the spark. But it won’t be the only thing he grows. And if the most powerful man in the city comes looking to finish what his son started... He’ll learn something the dungeon already knows. This farm fights back.

Victor Malfoy is the elder Malfoy twin, a transmigrator from Earth, and unfortunately… someone who knows the entire Harry Potter plot. This should have made his life easy. It did not. Victor is stuck with a system called “Most Fortunate Person.” A system that proudly does absolutely nothing—except occasionally throw rewards at him. Yet for someone called “Most Fortunate Person,” Victor is spectacularly unlucky—always stumbling into trouble whether he wants to or not. To find out how his journey unfolds, and what’s really wrong with his so-called lucky system, follow the story. (Note: Except for the OC, I own nothing.)