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Hayashi Shuichi traveled back to the world of Detective Conan more than thirty years ago, becoming childhood friends with Eri Kisaki and Kogoro Mouri. In a Conan world where the "God of Death" has yet to be born, cases still abound endlessly. Formerly a detective in his past life, now a high school student, Hayashi Shuichi becomes the savior of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, helping the Criminal Investigation Division solve one murder case after another. During his investigations, he encounters the future mature and charming "wives and older sisters." … Shinichi? It feels a bit strange for a girl to have this name." "Ran, actually, Sonoko is your half-sister from the same father!" "Little Ai? Is it okay to give your daughter such a nickname?" "Senpai, I’ve never agreed to go out with Inspector Megure. I… I’m still waiting for you…" "Onii-chan, there are still some issues with the cases at the Prosecutor’s Office. Why don’t you come to my place tonight, and we can discuss them thoroughly together?" traveled back to the world of Detective Conan more than thirty years ago, becoming childhood friends with Eri Kisaki and Kogoro Mouri. -------------------------------- 70 advanced chapters are now available on Patreon!

Journee, an NYPD officer and Archer, an FBI agent are after a common mafia boss, but they don’t know it. They cross each other’s path at every corner and involuntarily destroy each other chances to make a case against him. Each unknowingly keeps sabotaging the other. If they get a chance, they will kill each other. Finally, they decide to work together to put him behind bars and… fall in love.

Somewhere between death and memory, she was remade. Pulled from the ashes of a failed expedition, a nameless girl wakes in a place called Solmere Bastion — an alchemical refuge built for the broken and forgotten. With no past but the relic she clutches, she is reborn as Ravine — a name given, not remembered. But the Dead Zone does not let go so easily. Whispers linger. Dreams unravel. The relic she carries is no ordinary pendant — it's a Matron’s Bloom; a sacred object passed only to those meant to carry on a bloodline... or a burden. As Ravine walks the rain-soaked halls of the Bastion, haunted by names that might have once been hers, she must uncover not just who she was — but who she is becoming. Because in this world, alchemy gives nothing for free. To live again is to owe something. And the Gate always comes to collect. Aporia is a slow-burn fantasy of identity, grief, and quiet magic — perfect for fans of lyrical prose, introspective journeys, and stories that linger long after the last page.

In a fractured world born from “The Leak”—the cataclysmic merging of countless realities—humanity teeters on the brink of extinction. Monstrous invaders and otherworldly horrors forced survivors to adapt and awaken the Spirit Core, birthing the Elemental Swordsmen: elite warriors who channel Boru through their blades to protect what remains of civilization. Ten years ago, the legendary Ryomen family was annihilated in a storm of ash and fire. One son vanished into darkness. The other was left behind, burdened with a shattered legacy. Now, fifteen-year-old Shujinko Ryomen carries only a dormant Spirit Core and relentless determination. Raised in isolation under his grandfather’s brutal training, he has mastered the fundamentals of the blade—yet remains powerless in a world that has forgotten his family’s glory. When Shujinko is scouted for the prestigious Swordsman Academy, he seizes the chance to awaken his true potential and restore his name. But as he steps into a brutal realm of monsters, rivalries, and hidden conspiracies, a devastating truth emerges: The brother he lost was never truly gone. He has been twisted into the very monster Shujinko is training to destroy. What you should expect from this Webnovel: • Slow burn • Fantasy  • Detailed but simple power system • Character-focused progression  • A consistent main cast that grows, supports, and develop beside one another • Tiny bit of romance • Detailed world • Overpowered characters/ protagonist  • Protagonist who is forced to get stronger through brutal struggle, training, and grit  • Heavy trauma, moral conflicts, and the weight of continuing legacy

Mana is the essence of the soul and what builds up life, those who are able to manipulate this energy are labelled as Witches. But as a minority, they were hunted nearly to extinction during the Dark Ages, but due to their perseverance they have survived until now. Even then the Witches now are nothing but used as tools, a Witch walking the same streets as a human is unheard of and even shamed, even having a Witch as a family member would end up in prejudice by others.

[Dropped] Starting with nothing, living where flies thrive he faces an adversity. Having put under a burden, He is now forced to become a hero against his will. In a place where death looms in every corner, a young man struggling to thrive is an unforgiving world, will he starve or will he feast on life's greatest joys?

My arm ached where the needle pierced the vein. Already, my fingers were numb, spots spinning in front of my eyes. Something clattered onto the pavement. The needle. It must have slipped out of my hand. Nothingness swirled around me, bringing the first sense of peace that I'd felt since...ever. But that was okay. It meant that there was no one to miss me, and no one I would miss. Well, perhaps there would be a few, but they could always find others to extract their cruel, sadistic pleasure from. My last breath was rough and shallow, the last beat of my heart pitifully fail. I sank to the alley floor, eyes closing, welcoming the blessed nothingness of the end. Only...death was supposed to be dark, wasn't it? And since when did 'nothingness' have so many gods? Discord: https://discord.gg/PX3xqJdZMY

In a world ruled by bloodlines and brutal hierarchy, Elara is a mistake. As the illegitimate, "wolfless" daughter of Alpha Silas, she has spent nineteen years in the shadows, supported only by her eldest brother, Leo. But when an enemy attack leaves Leo dead and their home in ashes, Elara’s father chooses to save his "perfect" daughter, Selene, by selling Elara at a black-market auction. Her buyer is the legendary "God of War," Alpha Kaelen of the Obsidian Pack. Elara expects a savior when she catches the scent of her fated mate, but she finds an executioner. Believing Elara intentionally left his "true love"—her half-sister Selene—to burn, Kaelen buys her only to make her suffer. Bound by an iron collar and cast into a silver-lined dungeon, Elara is forced to endure his vengeful wrath and the pack’s cruelty. However, Elara’s "wolfless" nature is the world’s greatest lie. Beneath the scars of silver poisoning lies the Hallowed Bloodline—an ancient power capable of commanding the elements and bridging the void.

"If I was fated to repeat each life with you just to watch you perish, I would choose to put an end to this vicious cycle this time. Let me change your destiny for once and let me destroy the world which has been harming us, even if it meant perishing with the world forever.", Phoenix. What happens when Ivy's sleep disorders issues were a result of her repeated life with Phoenix in her paracosm whom she was protecting but wants to protect her this time round? What happens when in the real world, Phoenix was destined to meet her as Jason who protected her till the end even when they had to face death just to keep her alive? Will Ivy accept all that she had asked for with such a high stack of price to pay?

A unit is on a mission to solve a missing person case. But what if it stir up a still pond? Everyone knows that is a bad thing... so will they continue the mission? or will it be aborted as soon as something beneath the water almost resurface? one thing is for sure, it is a path full of thorns and corners.

Submerged in the emptiness of his former life, he decided to end it all to find peace... but fate had other plans. Upon opening his eyes, he is no longer who he used to be. Now he is Alexei Romanov, heir to a colossal empire on the brink of collapse, where betrayal and war are daily bread. The flames of revolution have been extinguished, but peace is merely a mirage. In the gilded halls of the Winter Palace, amidst palace intrigues and power games, every decision can change the course of history. While industrial machinery and science transform the world, the shadow of war lurks on the horizon. With a past that no longer belongs to him and a future hanging by a thread, Alexei must forge his own destiny. Will he be able to rewrite history and lead the Russian Empire to glory, or will he fall like so many before him? In a world where loyalty is bought with blood and betrayal is a whisper in every corridor, only one thing is certain: there is no room for the weak. Story by Nemryz.

Mysterious and curious swords scattered across the earth, waiting for their world-renowned Sword Masters. Who can comprehend the miraculous skill that has been passed down from millennia? The city of Chang'an hides those who carry the power of fire and sun, the central plains house giant decaying millennial families, the wild warriors of the Northern Territory silently sharpen their blades, the dance of deceit and cunning occurs among the southern kingdoms... Above the lofty tranquility, a pair of world-dominating gray eyes are slowly opening. Pei Ye raises his head, pulling the Longsword from his stomach: "Immortal Lord of the True Dragon Taiyi... let's see, who is whose prey."

In a world veiled in enigma. Ruled by distant gods and eldritch entities had its story set in stone. An ode began to form. It wasn't in the concept that flourish instantly. No, it is in the figure of a woman whose identity was that of an ordinary secretary working for an unincorporated company. Would you like to see a new perspective and begin to love the 'Original' once more? How far would you cross between the border of a canon and a fiction? "Lord of Mysteries: Goddess of Origin."

Years later...The founder of the Revolutionary Army, the Ghost of Dawn, Fleet Admiral, and Ruler of the World Government. Quentin Seven gazed calmly into the distance."At first, I just wanted to go home, but..."

As a journalist who had no idea who Homelander or the Seven even were, Joey was reborn as Superman and found himself living in the corrupt, rotten world of The Boys. Could anything be more dark than that? Only after Joey set out on a strange journey to resurrect his adoptive parents—traveling across the DC and Marvel multiverses—did he realize— There really was! --- This is a translation and not my work. The original author is 门扉之神克里斯. Please support the original author if you can! The link to the original book is: https://www.qidian.com/book/1041213140/ --- This is like my fourth translation work so I can guarantee quality. One or two chapters per day cuz this is a passion project and I have actual work.... And finally, a small advice as a fellow reader of this fanfic, I would advice start reading from chapter 30. Although the name is "Starting from The Boys", the original author kinda butchered that arc. It's... not great... The author probably realized that so he moved on to the next world pretty early. The writing gets significantly better starting from the next world, which is the Flashpoint world. There's a reason I straight up upload this book with 40+ chapters... But feel free to read it if you want, I'll leave it there anyways lol. I'm at chapter 90 as well so I'm also reading as I translate. Enjoy!

If lives are single long threads for each soul being, thus a world is a web of threads created by soul energy, time spent and deliberate mark to be a legacy. Then it takes something signify wrong to break the web network that souls grounded those webs together. Every Universe has a back up system, workers who keep mortal threads blissfully within the natural order. Here in this broken universe these workers are uncovered and brought with the tangles. They weren't the only ones uncovered by the broken laws; other creatures, other being of other realms and even the very foundation gave way to other 'web' worlds. It takes the more frayed thread to repair the broken, forgotten and the ignored. It takes the foundational thread to be beyond repair to be the tool to make do with the mulch that is left behind. Not fixing, no. There isn't any fixing something that has moved on with what it became.

“Echoes of the Abyss” Aiden Cross, a 17-year-old teenager whose parents had died in a fire breakout, lived a life full of labour on the streets. As he grew, he became a gangster on the streets. One day, he had a conflict with a police officer's son. As the police chased him, he died in a car accident. He opened his eyes again as he saw darkness around him suddenly, light came from afar as he was reincarnated into a New world. It was not a normal world. It was a world filled with Mana. The people who absorbed mana and stored it in their hearts to create a Mana heart were called Mana Cultivators. As Aiden's life began in this world. Something deep inside the darkness had made a connection with him as he lived a life full of misery and hatred.

Tags: [Naruto] [System] [Fanfiction] [Rogue Ninja] [Dark] [Female Lead] Status: [Non-Transmigration] [Canon Divergence] This is the story of a girl who yearned for peace, only to fall step-by-step into the depths of darkness. To leap from a mere single tomoe directly to the Mangekyo Sharingan… just how much agonizing pain must one endure? Kanon Uchiha, the biological younger sister of Itachi and Sasuke, finds herself thrust into the nightmare of the Uchiha Clan Downfall. As the massacre begins, she is forced into a desperate confrontation with the Mysterious Masked Man. In Kanon’s heart, her parents were her entire world. When she finally drags her battered, broken body through the streets of Konoha and stumbles back to her home, she is met only with the cold, lifeless corpses of her mother and father, lying in a pool of thickening blood. In that singular, soul-shattering moment, the vibrant field of flowers that bloomed within her heart... Was crushed to ash.

Why does elegance persist in a sullied state within the capital of the Filth? Who dares to drink elixirs to transform oneself into a scripter? To unleash a signature so poignant that it becomes an unforgettable performance, able to alter reality in one’s own image. In the decadent yet oppressive Velvet Pavilion, Silvie, a maidservant, lives a life of flawless performance, with every action dictated by the cruel Miss Rosalina. Her existence is one of uniform beauty and agony, until an inexplicable event, a meeting with the Lady of Velvet, which would irrevocably transform her monotonous life. --- Note: Check author notes.

“Doing the wrong thing for the right reason… never ends well for anyone.” Seven great races ruled the continent of Eldarion. Humans weren’t among them. To the world, mankind was nothing more than background noise, as insignificant as a breath of air, as laughable as a failed joke of creation. A race with no promise. No power. No future. Tyler was born into that world—a world where every “hero of humanity” was fated to fall before they could rise. So he abandoned the path of heroes entirely. He chose the road stained in shadows. He chose the power no sane soul would touch. He chose to become a demon— not for glory, but for survival. His purpose was simple: Ascend as the Demon King. Stand as a monstrous shield when the true invaders finally tear into their continent. And he succeeded. He rose higher, darker, and stronger than any being before him. But power has a price. A price he only understood when it was far too late. For in climbing toward salvation, He became the very abomination he once swore to destroy— The Desecrator. And the world whispered: “There is no lesser or greater evil. There is only evil.” Yet a more profound truth lingered in the dark: “Because sometimes, only one Evil can devour another.” *** Discord - https://discord.gg/4xbt5Nwrtn *** #Yandere_MC #Complex_Characters #No_Harem #Dark #Rare_Bloodline #Magic #Slowburn #Fated_Love #Demons #Dragons #Otherworlders #Runic_Sorcery #Evil_FL