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Renjiro wakes up not in his apartment, but at the gates of Orario, the labyrinth city where gods walk among mortals and adventurers risk their lives in the Dungeon. Except he didn’t arrive empty-handed. Somehow, he brought with him the “Genshin System” a cheat-like power that lets him transform into Aether, summon Lumine and Paimon, and even bring to life the characters and weapons he sketches. His very first mission forces him to choose a Familia… and the only options are the villain ones: Freya. Soma. Ishtar. Hermes. Apollo. Ikelos. Ares. Every single path is a trap. Every choice could mean slavery, death, or worse. But refusal? That means immediate annihilation. Armed with nothing but wit, Genshin knowledge, and a burning will to survive, Renjiro has to gamble everything in this dangerous game between gods. Each step pulls him deeper into schemes, temptations, and rivalries far beyond what he bargained for. And when even the goddess of beauty herself takes an interest in him… he learns one thing fast: In Orario, sometimes the only way to live….is to kneel, bluff, and bite back harder than anyone expects.

He was in his early twenties when the world decided to end for him. A computing prodigy, educated at MIT, someone who understood systems, patterns, and limits better than most. In his previous life, power didn’t come from fists, but from the mind — lines of code capable of shaping digital realities. Then he died. And was born again. Reincarnated into the DC Universe as a helpless baby, he grew up in a world where gods walk among humans, where vigilantes defy the impossible, and where power is rarely fair — or free. While others trusted destiny, chance, or inherited gifts, he trusted only one thing: process. Memory intact. Intellect intact. Ambition intact. From an early age, he understood a simple and cruel truth: in that world, those who do not grow are crushed. And so, far from the spotlight of the League, he began to build something forbidden — his own Artificial Intelligence, created not to save the world, but to optimize it. To make him stronger. More efficient. More prepared to survive among monsters, aliens, and symbols. While heroes were born from tragedy, he forged himself in silence. While villains sought external power, he engineered it from within. This is not the story of a chosen one. It is the story of someone who decided to become inevitable. Between code and chaos, science and superhumans, begins the rise of a man who does not believe in miracles — only in evolution. This story was inspired by a fanfiction I read years ago — a work I deeply admire and still reread to this day. Unfortunately, that story was never continued. This project is not a continuation, rewrite, or replacement of that original work. It is an independent story, created with its own plot, characters, and direction, merely inspired by the ideas and feelings that the original story left with me. Out of respect, I want to properly credit the source of my inspiration below: Original Story Title: Pyroclasm (Young Justice SI) Original Author: Fulcon Original Story Link: https://forums.spacebattles.com/threads/pyroclasm-young-justice-si.664558/ If you enjoyed this story, I highly recommend checking out the original work and supporting its author. Reader Notice If you like the story but don’t like harem: fuck off. This story has harem. If you like the story but don’t like gore: fuck off too. This story has gore. The tags are there. If you don’t like it, read the tags and don’t read the story. Simple as that. I’m not changing the story to please everyone. It was written this way from the start. If you want to read early chapters, they will be available on my Patreon. I’m not promising 10 or 20 chapters ahead — maybe just a few, maybe more later — but there will be early content there. I’m taking my time with this story because I want it to be good, not rushed. That takes time, revision, and proper development. If this kind of story is for you, welcome. If not, just move on. Simple. Criticism and comments are always welcome. Thank you, and enjoy your reading! If you'd like to support me and, as a bonus, read some chapters in advance, just become a member of my Patreon: https:/./www.patreon.com/cw/pararaio. Want to read the next chapters before everyone else? Now you can follow advanced chapters for free on my official website! In addition to accessing new content first-hand, you'll also find my other stories and future projects. Access here: [https://parallelworldverse.com/]

Hax never imagined that a dusty CD containing an old pixel game—an ambitious project he created years ago—would change his fate. Driven by nostalgia, he decides to run the game once more. But the moment it boots up, a mysterious spatial distortion appears and pulls him into a completely unfamiliar world. When he regains consciousness, Hax quickly notices something strange. The interface windows, status notifications, even the magic mechanics feel painfully familiar—almost identical to the RPG system he once designed. And yet, this world is not the one he created. The maps are unknown, the races were never part of his plans, and the history feels alive, independent, and far beyond his imagination. It becomes clear that someone—or something—has used his creation as the foundation for this reality. Trapped between reality and his own design, Hax must rely on his knowledge of the system to survive. But the deeper he investigates, the more he realizes that a greater mystery lies hidden beneath the surface of this world—one that may be connected to the very reason he was brought here. Is Hax merely a “player” in this world… or a crucial piece in a far greater scenario? And most importantly—does a path back to his original world still exist?

In Valvyx, every individual is born with an element—even newborn infants. By slaying monsters and gaining experience, these elements can evolve into their stronger versions, at which point a mysterious system manifests, guiding its bearer toward greater power. Yet power is not merely strength—it is lifespan, influence, and the ability to shape history itself. Those who awaken and evolve their elements can live for centuries, wielding mana capable of reshaping nations. From humble Normal Elements to godlike Deity powers, the world kneels before those who ascend the elemental hierarchy.

Beneath the surface of this seemingly mundane and ordinary world lie countless hidden dangers and secrets. From otherworldly beasts and monsters to the very existence of gods themselves—everything is real. As a multitude of ability users and practitioners of extraordinary arts emerge, a group of powerhouses from another world begins to shake the very foundations of reality. A directionally-challenged woman who has lost her memories... A mentally unstable girl who lives for the "elation"... A petite young girl possessing Herculean strength... A phantom-like phantom thief cat-girl... A mysterious hacker who reigns supreme over the internet... When the gods manifest and countless souls fall into despair, a woman carrying a red oil-paper umbrella quietly passes by. A single tear of blood falls. "Dusk's rain...it too shall fall."

The Gods had blessed the Lannisters with twins once, and he would do so once more as Cersei Lannister would give birth to another alongside Joffrey Baratheon. Another boy with secrets already sewn into his heart. One troubled by injustice, yet bound by duty. A lion, born in the skin of a Stag. Would he let his duty bind him, or will he let justice guide his hand? Or shall envy swallow it all! For Support, you can go to P-A-T-R-E-0-N / Drkest and drop a sub! It would be pretty dang awesome of you! :)

Jasmine received "shocking" news: she had to marry the Dragon Ghost as his wife. But in exchange, after the marriage, she would inherit the entire estate, subjects, and territory of her husband. Jasmine was overjoyed: "Is there such a sweet deal in this world?" On the wedding day, she dressed up sharply and stepped into the magnificent cathedral, casting an affectionate glance toward her future partner. And then she saw... a Dragon Egg. The majestic Dragon Ghost was nowhere to be seen; there was only an egg lying there all by itself. Inventory of assets: A dilapidated castle, with drafty winds blowing in from all directions. Subjects: Three hundred skin-and-bone slaves who, at first glance, looked like walking skeletons about to collapse from hunger. Territory: A dead land spanning ten thousand square kilometers around the Dragon Valley, so desolate that "dogs eat stones and chickens eat pebbles." Jasmine knew she had fallen for the scam of the century, but unfortunately, the knights who escorted Jasmine here had long since "whipped their horses and vanished," running away a long time ago. An old butler, so aged he could barely walk, tremblingly stepped forward, waiting for the new Lord's instructions: "My Lord..." Jasmine held the "egg-husband" in her arms, and her rational nerves snapped: "I have land and people, could I really let myself starve to death?" Putting words into action, Jasmine rolled up her sleeves and officially embarked on the path of tilling the soil to get rich. Many years later. A strange town suddenly appeared on the mainland, rumored to be obscenely wealthy. From that place flowed exquisite fabrics, pure white porcelain, and sparkling jewelry... Anyone who had ever set foot there could not help but exclaim in amazement, while wandering poets competed to compose poems praising that prosperity until their throats were sore. A certain greedy King became overcome with avarice and brought a massive army, intending to seize the town for his own. The result? They were treated to the sight of a giant dragon descending from the sky to "pay them a visit."

“ You must level down to the rock bottom of hell”, a demonic voice said when he was summoned to the other side. Seth Johnson was 16 when he was sacrificed in a cleansing ritual organized by his parent’s cult, to find himself reincarnated and transmigrated to a new world that was already on the brink of extinction. People were divided by their magic power’s ranking to live in different regions and sat on ascending levels in the sky. Being born again as Isiah Duncan, the brother of Lucas Duncan the prodigy who brought the apocalypse to this world was confusing to him, he who had no powers to survive, until he was forced to level down instead of leveling up, using the diabolic core of magic instead of the divine one … --------------------------- Tags: reincarnation, transmigration,male lead, fantasy . Schedule : daily updates( 2 chaps/day). Chapter length: 1 k .sometimes more. The cover :the new cover is mine, I don't allow anyone to use it , it is made specifically for tgis webnovel. The characters in this cover are :Isiah Duncan and Eijar . -------------------- bonus chapters: 10 golden tickets: 01bonus chapters 50 golden tickets: 05 bonus chapters 100 golden tickets :10 bonus chapters -------------------------- Check out my other works: For male lead: *First Stygian Diviner: Apocalypse *I Brought Apocalypse:Villain's Supremacy For female lead: *I created the villain *The body we shared . -------- Follow me on instagram: isaac_black2013 Discord server :https://discord.gg/VNH4pKgyT3 ko-fi page : https://ko-fi.com/isaacblack

Max Vaughn, an archaeologist, meets a tragic end in an unexpected accident. Expecting either an afterlife or the nothingness of death, he instead awakens among the stars, adrift in space and wielding a power ring, within the Marvel Universe. The fic will follow Max's adventures as the Green Lantern in the distant past of the Marvel Universe, as he builds his legend among the stars and even creates the Corps. This story will be a mix of comics and MCU canon, with some adjustments to the timeline for the sake of the narrative. If you notice any inconsistencies in timelines or character ages, it's simply me making changes for the fic’s sake. This is my first Marvel fic, which is why I’m taking this approach. . . If you wish to support me check out my patreon.com/Illusiveone

The girl from the Scarlet Devil Mansion meets a soul from another world, and the two souls merge into one, creating a new Flandre with a brain and reason. After stepping onto another world called Terra, she looked up at the twin moons in the sky. "Ugh, I want to go home so badly, I miss the desserts my sister makes for me..." And so the girl embarked on her journey to find her way home.

Disclaimer All copyrighted content is the property of its respective owner(s). Welcome to previous readers who have read the Gamer Path series thus far. This would be No.5 of Gamer Path, starting with a new MC after the previous one. The story tells of this path that opens to the world of the Pokemon Adventures series. The danger is constant, always filled with those in power doing as they please. Unlike your usual Gamers, this one chose a hard challenge as he requested to have the bare minimum of a Gamer System like those in Pokemon Games 'MENU' and an Arc Phone. After all, for a game, it needs to be challenging. And what better challenge in becoming a Pokemon Trainer than to rely on their abilities... "I wanna be the very best like no one ever was... a Pokemon Master."

[The early chapters are admittedly slightly awkward to read at times (if you're well-studied in English), but they are grammatically correct. This is my first time writing a first-person novel and writing in general. I will change and update it soon, don't worry. Keep reading, the chapters improves over time.] The backrooms or the liminal rooms, such an enigmatic never-ending place. Most of the lost souls there are normal people with average capabilities and most of the time, they die. They don't last long and if the backrooms won't consume them, their own psyche will. No one can truly escape the backrooms, there is horror in infinity. However, what if the lost souls this time aren't your usual lost souls? What if they're familiar, what if they're characters from a series that you're fond of. Will they survive the liminal space? Their stories will connect and they'll handle the liminal rooms in their own way. Most of them will reject the backrooms, unwilling to surrender to it. Some will conquer it and even outright own it.

This is a rewritten book of a previous FF called : Mushoku Tensei: That forgotten mob Never would I’ve thought that a simple water ball would awaken those feelings inside of me, as the day passed, memories falling to pieces together to awaken an ability that brings me trauma and dread towards the future. As the day passed, more knowledge and different future that lies ahead of me appeared and scare me. I tried to bear through the world, and see what kind of struggle I can make before stopping at the juncture where I can make a change. In this godforsaken world… I wonder, what change can I make? tldr: Claude was just a brat—a village troublemaker with a sharp tongue and a sharper mind—until a prank gone wrong awakened something terrifying and impossible. Memories. Not from another life, but from many. Futures that never happened. Timelines that fractured. Pain that felt too real to be fiction. Now, armed with fragments of knowledge from alternate realities, Claude knows one thing: the peaceful village of Buena is not safe. A disaster is coming—the Mana Calamity—and no one is prepared. So Claude trains. Under Paul Greyrat's sword. Alongside Rudeus' magic. With grit, secrets, and a plan no one can know.

Reborn as a forbidden beast, he awakens a power that shouldn’t exist. Now nameless, sealed, and hunted by a world that fears him— He must grow in silence… Before the day he breaks everything. He died once. That should have been the end. Instead— He woke up drowning. Not in water. In power. Reborn inside a sealed chamber, surrounded by silent infants and ancient runes, he discovers a truth that should not exist: He is no longer human. He is a Blue-Eyed White Tiger—a bloodline that was never meant to return. > [Beast Blood System Activated] But something goes wrong. Terribly wrong. His awakening doesn’t just grant power— It fractures fate itself. The system glitches. The world reacts. And the elders—beings who have lived for centuries—feel something they have not felt in generations: Fear. Because this is no ordinary rebirth. This is not a blessing. This is a calamity in the making. To survive, his existence is erased. No name. No record. No future written. Hidden from the world, raised in silence, and bound by a seal that suppresses his true power— He grows. Learns. Watches. But the world is not blind. Other races begin to move. Ancient forces awaken. And something far beyond the skies… starts to notice. Because deep within his blood— Something is waiting. Not sleeping. Waiting. If the world fears what he might become— Then it is already too late. Because he will not just break the limits placed on him— He will rewrite them. And when the day comes— When the seal shatters— When the name he was denied is finally claimed— The world will not be ready. It will remember only one thing: The moment a forgotten bloodline returned… …and refused to be contained. Because he will not simply grow stronger. He will evolve. And when the day comes— When the seal breaks… When the name he was denied is finally claimed— The world will face something it was never meant to survive. A being without fate. A predator without limits. A calamity… reborn.

This story begins during the canon timeline, bridges world-breaking events, and continues past the series finale. Dracule Marya Zaleska has always lived in the shadow of her father, Dracule Mihawk, the world’s greatest swordsman. But Marya is no ordinary heir to a legendary name. Gifted with the enigmatic Oni-Oni no Mi (Mist-Mist Fruit), she wields the power to summon spectral apparitions and manipulate the veil between the living and the dead. Yet, this power is both a blessing and a curse, as it binds her to a destiny she does not yet understand. Determined to escape her father’s towering legacy, Marya sets out on a journey to uncover the truth about her mother, a woman shrouded in mystery who sacrificed herself to protect a secret so profound it could shake the foundations of the world. Along the way, Marya discovers fragments of her mother’s past—clues that lead her to ancient ruins, forgotten battles, and a conspiracy that ties her family to the origins of the Devil Fruits themselves. As Marya delves deeper into the mysteries of her lineage, she navigates treacherous seas, faces off against ruthless enemies, and uncovers the truth about the Mist-Mist Fruit’s dark origins. But the closer Marya gets to the truth, the more she realizes that her parents’ sacrifices were not just for her sake—they were to protect the world from a looming catastrophe. As the line between ally and enemy blurs, Marya must confront the darkness within herself and decide whether to embrace her Mist-Mist powers or reject them to forge her own path. "Dracule Marya Zaleska: Oni Phantom - Devil Fruit Origins" is a tale of legacy, sacrifice, and self-discovery. In a world where the past and present collide, Marya’s journey will reveal the secrets her parents died to protect and challenge her to rise above the shadows of her name to become a legend in her own right. Will she uncover the truth in time to save the world, or will the weight of her legacy consume her? #FinalSaga #PostCanon #BridgeLore #PostTimeskip #CanonExpansion #WorldBuilding #HighWordCount #DailyUpdate

I died. No epic last stand, no blaze of glory. I just died. And I woke up in the world of Demon Slayer with the worst fate imaginable: my blood is basically cocaine for demons. Every demon that catches my scent loses its mind trying to devour me. My combat skills? Zero. My system? Locked. My master? He's been trying to abandon me for months. I was screwed… COMPLETELY SCREWED! Until one night, the cutest demon girl I've ever seen across two lifetimes tackled me to the ground, straddled me, and buried her face in my neck. And instead of shitting myself in fear… my heart started racing, and something inside me finally awakened. Turns out my power activates through female contact. The closer she is, the stronger I become… Yeah, I know how that sounds. My master calls me a degenerate. Her brother wants to rip my head off. And there I am, clinging to her like my life depends on it. Because it literally does. Welcome to a story where every breath smells like flowers, every battle starts with an embrace… …and my dignity was the first thing I sacrificed to survive.

Takumi died in a ridiculous way and ended up in another world. Instead of gaining a powerful ability, he ended up dragging along an arrogant and useless goddess. Now, trapped in a group where all his companions are more problematic than helpful, his new life promises to be a disaster full of debts, chaos, and embarrassment.

After her inexplicable death in her sleep, Kurokawa Saki was thrown into the Death Game section selection. Receiving information that there are 12 players with various different IDs, she quickly found out how unreliable most of them were. Moreover, half of them were in the Red party and the other half was in the Black Party. So the werewolves game has started. Moreover, the game still gave them inexplicable missions from time to time. Kurokawa Saki: “...” It's so exciting. When the mainline started and the ‘dead’ players received new ID, they had just realized the game was driving them further and further away in various ‘fun’ scenarios. … [No. 1]: I know that I'm the member of the organization on the surface but what the hell is this task of dancing in the nightclub? Moreover, I'm being hit on and could only run away. That blond haired bartender has been glaring at me! [No. 2]: My second ID is a high school student and I transferred to Teitan High School. Due to the mission to get Sonoko's sister's phone number, I had to play with these two students and Conan has been glaring at me, ah, ah! [No. 3]: My first ID is a killer, the second one is a serial killer, and the third one is a drug dealer. Can't you give me a normal identity? I didn't even dare to come out of my house now! [No. 4]: I'm a police officer, but I'm not even as good as an elementary school student in solving cases. And what do you mean that I'm just a violent police officer, huh? Watch me break the telephone pole, you b*stard! + 8 more people. … After a few scenarios, everyone came to the same conclusion The players: This game is too hard! Not only do they have to act in accordance with their ID card, they also have to complete various strange missions. So… let's make trouble :) When the vice leader of their group sees what they have been doing through their daily share in the chat…. Public Security Officer [5]: … NO, What the hell is wrong with you? One of you is fighting with Shuichi Akai and the other one is fighting with Furuya Rei? You even earn exclusive titles from them! You two are on the freaking Red Side! The two troublemakers: Hehe, sorry, Vice Leader, we're under too much pressure and fighting can enhance ‘friendship.’ Public Security Officer [5]: No, your exclusive titles from them show how much they hated you. And when he tried to calm down, he found out the others are not any better. [6]: Wow, it's so fragrant to tease this pink haired post graduate school student~ [7]: Ah, I nearly died in the hands of Gin… when can I receive the death script QAQ [8]: Let me fight the FBI again. I'm itching to fight. [9]: Why do I have to be the attending doctor of the main characters, ah… [10]: Oh, I just threatened Vermouth [11]: Oops, Conan is glaring at me for teasing Ran [12]: Hey, this female announcer is really nice. I felt bad for lying to her. As the only serious one, no. 5 just wanted to say one thing: [5]: …Destroy it. I'm tired. … Note 1: There’ll be OOC and the character's interpretation might not be correct. A lot of original characters in the world’s settings, playing for fun and all. (more wines and police officers, a few original cases, and the player group’s self made case) Note 2: There will be a lot of personal subjective thoughts in the article. If you have any parts that you don’t agree with, please stop the loss in by clicking the arrow on the upper left corner in time. Thank you for your cooperation. Note 3: The style is mixed between comedy and tragedy… you’ve been warned Note 4: This is a fan fiction, I don't own the characters belonging to the comic. I only made a few original characters for the sake of the story Note 5: I made this more for myself and for fun so eh, don't expect too much

(No CP, All-Encompassing Charm, Brotherhood, Invincible/Roleplay/With Secret Identities, Massive Private Settings) ​ Because he complained about Satoru Gojo’s character assassination in Sukuna Kaisen, Jiang Wu was selected by the System to accept a roleplaying mission. He stepped into the world of Detective Conan wearing the shell of Satoru Gojo. While trying his best not to go OOC (out of character), he must obtain 100,000 Impression Points from both the Black and Red factions, plus 1 billion Popularity Points from readers in another dimension! ​Although he is the legendary man who remains "in character" no matter how he’s written, roleplaying him isn't easy, but... ​"I'll win. It's the same no matter who the opponent is." ​Satoru Gojo, leaping between the Red and Black factions, is the Great Demon King who can go shoulder-to-shoulder with the Black Organization’s "Model Employee" (Gin); he is the genius Head of a Shinto family; he is the "White Moonlight" that the Police Academy Five can't get over; he is the eccentric guardian of Kaito Kid; and he also moonlights as a black-bellied, cat-headed Great Detective who makes Conan feel inferior! ​Satoru Gojo’s marvelous adventure in "Conan-Science," now officially serializing. ​The pace of this article is relatively slow; it will start from Satoru Gojo's childhood in the Black Organization arc~ The protagonist is "Grey" leaning towards "Red." Once the official Conan plot begins in the later stages, there will be "Manga Forum" segments. This is a translation. Early access Patreon -ayanokoji_26 Discord - bit.ly/SefirahCastle

Suko is a seemingly ordinary student living inside a controlled narrative universe. However, his true existence transcends classification, limits, and even the concept of measurable power. After an incident where the system itself fails to recognize his strength, reality begins adapting around his presence instead of resisting it. Living mostly in his restrained 105th Form to maintain balance, Suko navigates daily school life alongside his allies Lyria and Kaneki while secretly protecting the Prime Reality from collapse. Despite possessing the authority to erase entire causal structures, timelines, and layered universes—including fictional and meta-narrative realms—he chooses control over destruction. As tournaments, conflicts, and higher-dimensional threats emerge, it becomes increasingly clear that Suko is not simply a warrior, deity, or anomaly, but a governing constant within the story itself. Even the Author is not entirely beyond his reach. The narrative follows Suko’s effort to maintain equilibrium between infinite power and human restraint, while facing entities, systems, and outcomes that should not be able to exist.