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Gourmet: Cooking for the Multiverse

[Mass Release In Progress! New chapters are being released every 30 minutes from this point until Chapter 75. Hope you enjoy the story!] In a quiet corner next to a bustling street stands a small, signboard-less shop that only wakes up when the sun goes down. There is no menu here. You simply tell the owner what you crave, and he turns your wish into a culinary miracle. Ren is a retired, undefeated underground fighter who traded his fists for a kitchen knife. His culinary skills are so divine that he conquered the "God Tongue" of Nakiri Erina with a simple bowl of porridge and turned the Elite Ten's Kobayashi Rindou into a love-struck regular. But the true secret of the restaurant lies in its door. Every night, it connects to different worlds. Here, Lucifer, the Queen of Hell, abandons her pride to become a clumsy, chocolate-loving resident. The Red-Haired Yonko, Shanks, shares his finest sake with the bald hero Saitama, who is just happy to find a delicious meal that fits his budget. Even the lonely salesman Suzuki Satoru finds a warm refuge here from his exhausting work, while the compulsive gambler Momobami Kirari discovers a new obsession more thrilling than any high-stakes game. From Asuna stopping by for a late-night snack to Albus Dumbledore discovering the magic of cuisine, Ren's life is a chaotic yet heartwarming mix of legendary guests and unforgettable flavors. Welcome to the Dimensional Restaurant. Where the food heals the soul, and the guests are anything but ordinary. [Tags: #Fanfiction #Cooking #System #SliceofLife #Harem #Overpowered #Crossover #Urban #Anime #StoreOwner]
AkarinTL · 45.4k Views

My Gluttony System: I Devour God-Tier Talents

‎Brett died looking at the wrong thing at the wrong time. a stupid, meaningless end to an unremarkable life. ‎ ‎He wakes up as Kyrie in a body that was never meant to be mortal, in a world where Victorian empires run on steam and ambition, where warrior races prove worth through combat, and aristocrats with prophetic abilities play games with futures yet unwritten. ‎ ‎A voice in his head calls itself the Gluttony system. It whispers about fragments scattered across dimensions, memories he must recover, and a destiny written in divine sacrifice. ‎ ‎Even as he grows stronger, he becomes less himself. Possessing powers that feel ancient, hungry and unstoppable. Powers that've been waiting to reclaim what was always theirs. ‎ ‎The world is dying. Dimensional barriers crack as monsters born from despair tear through the threads between realms. ‎ ‎Nations stand at odds on the edge of war. And the very fragments Kyrie needs to survive are the very seals holding back an apocalypse. ‎ ‎He didn't ask for this power. He doesn't crave godhood. But the universe has never cared what mortals wanted. ‎ ‎Brett wanted to survive. Kyrie has no choice but to devour. ‎ ‎In a world where identity is currency and power is everything, the only question that matters now is when the last fragment slots into place, who will be left to answer for what he's become? ‎ ‎------- ‎ ‎I  Adapt,  Consume, To  Transcend. ‎ ‎
NullExistence · 15.6k Views

Echoes in the Mist - A tale of Spirit Beasts and Humans

Zenon had always lived under the heavy weight of expectations — but on the day of his Second Birth, those burdens grew exponentially. Bound to a Mythical Spirit Beast, there was no chance he could live a quiet life — not when the state religion worships another Mythical Beast as its god. But no Spirit Beast begins as a god; they must grow alongside their partner, shaped by the experiences they share. On his first journey with his mentor, he meets Elena — a spirited and competitive young woman who never misses a chance to challenge him. Their clashes soon become the highlight of every training session… until those fights move from the training room to the bedroom. But that, as they say, is a story for another time. Echoes in the Mist is a tale of growth, destiny, and epic battles — with a hint of passionate love… and most likely, a harem. Excerpt: “As I walk up to the chalice, I finally start to get nervous. A slight chattering in my teeth creeps in, but I manage to suppress it with the conviction to stand proud before the priest — and before my family. As I reach for the golden flame atop the torch, my hands start to turn cold. The fire feels as though it wants to be as far from me as possible — but I can’t afford a mistake in the ritual. I reach forward in a single motion. The moment my hands touch the flame, the cold vanishes. For an instant, there’s only silence — no heat, no pain, just stillness. Then the fire folds in on itself, shrinking until it’s nothing more than a golden flicker. A pulse runs through my chest, and in the same breath, grey mist bursts outward — not flowing out, but spreading in an instant, like a silent explosion. Gasps ripple through the crowd as the fog races across the courtyard, rolling over stone and flesh alike. A few people stumble back instinctively. The whole ceremonial area is now covered in dense silver-grey fog, and I look back at the torch where the flame should reignite. Instead, the golden flame gutters out completely, leaving only the sound of my heartbeat and the whisper of mist fading into the air. I turn to the priest, looking for an answer — but he just stares at me, his face a mix of shock and disbelief.” ——————— Author’s Note: Release Date: January 1, 2026 Chapter Length: 1,000–1,500 words Schedule: Still flexible. Currently writing on chapters for a stockpile.
Sungazer2 · 4k Views