isekai

Reborn in the world of magic, replacing Mo Fan at the beginning of the magic awakening. It was originally a happy life, but when the magic was awakened, he was born with three systems!

In his new life, Alan dreamed of peace and quiet. A single letter from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry shatters that dream and brings with it the ultimate cheat item: a complete manual of necromantic magic. Embracing his inner dark mage, he enters the halls of Hogwarts determined to become the greatest necromancer the wizarding world has ever seen — while still pretending he’s just an ordinary boy who “loves magical research.” School life will never be the same.

[Attention, humans] [Welcome to Midgard, a realm between life and death.] [All 300 players accounted for!] [Evaluation successful!] Jamie never expected his life to end while saving a stranger. One moment he was pushing a pregnant woman out of the path of a roaring truck— the next, he awakens in Midgard: a realm where death is just the beginning. He isn’t alone. Two hundred ninety-nine others, torn from their final moments, stand beside him. Their fate? To endure ten brutal trials that test body, mind, and spirit. Each challenge grants skills—swordsmanship, magic, strategy—that could mean the difference between survival and annihilation. And at the end awaits a choice: Reincarnate into a fantastical new world, carrying every skill earned. Return to Earth … alive, but powerless. But in a world where trust is fragile and every alliance can shatter in an instant, Jamie must decide— Is mere survival enough? Or will he fight for something greater?

"One day I woke up as Zeoticus Gremory with my A.I. Architect. Thus I decided to set a new goal, to stand at the top of the Universe." *** Tags: Aristocracy, Army, Army Building, Cunning Protagonist, Domestic Affairs, Early Romance, Elemental Magic, Fanfiction, Cultivation Elements, Cultivation, Game Elements, Genius Protagonist, Hard-Working Protagonist, Kingdom Building, Lucky Protagonist, Loyal Subordinates, Male Protagnosit, medieval, Military, Nobles, Royalty, Overpowered protagonist, Pets, Polygamy, Religions, Romantic Subplot, Ruthless Protagonist, Schemes and Conspiracies, Alternative Universe, Transmigration, Strength-Based Social Hierarchy, Sword and Magic, Wars, Weak to Strong, Strong to Stronger, World Travel, Beautiful Female Lead, Demons, Dragons, Famous Protagonist, God Protagonist, Magic, Interdimensional Travel, Spirits, Artificial Intelligence, Biochip, Bloodlines, Depictions of Cruelty, Slice of Life, Fantasy World, Evolution, Gate to Another World, Gore, Harem, Sci-Fi, Pragmatic Protagonist, Pregnancy, Time Skip, World Hopping *** Franchises: Highschool DxD, Warhammer 40k, Douluo Dalu, Mechanical God Emperor

Sung-style underdog taken to the extreme: Elias Crowe was once a promising D-rank Hunter trainee—until a betrayal in a high-risk Gate left him crippled, his mana core shattered, and labeled "permanently unawakened." Disgraced, broke, and mocked as "the living corpse," he survives by taking the dirtiest jobs: bait duty, corpse disposal, anything the real Hunters won't touch. During what should have been his last raid (a suicide mission to pay off crushing debt), Elias dies... briefly. In that darkness between life and death, something ancient answers: the fragmented will of a forgotten Shadow Monarch, granting him the "Shadow Leveling" system. No grand tutorial, no OP start—just a brutal mechanic: every time he kills (or nearly dies), he can steal a fragment of the enemy's shadow, converting it into experience, stats, or summonable shadow soldiers. The catch? He starts at Level 0—no skills, no gear, no mercy—and dying for real means permanent erasure. Elias claws his way back from the bottom: soloing goblin nests, outsmarting parties that once abandoned him, building an unstoppable shadow army one corpse at a time. As he rises, old enemies resurface, Guilds take notice, and the system evolves in terrifying ways—unlocking necromantic powers, shadow teleportation, and the ability to "level" entire battlefields by turning fallen foes into his legion. Fueled by cold revenge against those who left him to die, Elias vows to become untouchable. But the deeper he dives into the Gates, the clearer it becomes: his power isn't a gift. It's a curse tied to an apocalyptic prophecy—and if he reaches the top, the world might burn in shadow.

Losander awakes for the first time in a body unknown to him, with memories of a life that may be just a dream. He is the youngest child of a Duke whose territory sits at the southern border of a country at war. For the sake of countless lives, Losander must navigate this world as a child, but his gift for the arcane, and his naivety, threatens to disrupt the balance of the hierarchy for heir. What would happen in the Duke found out about his gift? What would happen if the Duke chose to use it?

Kaito Rymur died because he tripped over his own shoelace. No last words. No destiny. Just a train platform and terrible timing. He wakes up in a fantasy world expecting a sword or a prophecy. He gets a cardboard box. The system labels him something it has never used before: Vagrant. Grade Zero. No class. No home. No future. Except the glitch that dropped him in a fish market alley also gave him power meant for gods. And across seven nations, six different prophecies say the hero who will stop the Demon Lord Valgrax from ending reality will rise from this exact alley. Probably him. There’s a seventeen percent chance it’s someone else. With nothing but a cracked cup, a disgraced knight and a divine ability that only works because he truly has nothing, Kaito has two years to become a hero. He’s starting with the cardboard box.

Selarion is an ordinary man living an ordinary life — waking up, working until his body gives out, going home, repeating. He asks nothing extraordinary from the world, and the world, for the most part, returns the favor. That changes on one unremarkable night when exhaustion carries him through a stretch of road the rest of the city has learned to avoid. Three bodies were found there last month. Three murders so grotesque, so deliberate, that even seasoned investigators turned away from the crime scene photographs. Heads removed. Limbs taken. Organs extracted with surgical precision. The city whispered the words black magic in hushed, embarrassed tones — the kind of whisper that meant people were more frightened than they wanted to admit. Selarion didn't believe in magic. He believed in tired feet and a bed waiting at home. He should have kept walking. Instead, a strange glow pulls him toward a magic circle split between two forces — one half consumed by an ancient, hungry darkness, the other half written in what could only be fresh blood. Before he can process what he is looking at, shadow tentacles drag him into a black hole that tears reality open and swallows him completely. What waits on the other side is nothing. Not darkness. Not death. Not sleep. Nothing. The void that existed before the universe decided to exist. No hunger, no pain, no sensation of any kind — a prison with no walls, no warden, and no end in sight. Days blur into months. Months blur into years. The only weapon Selarion has against total mental dissolution is the one thing that has always defined him — sheer, stubborn refusal to give up. He starts counting seconds. He counts all the way to 3,153,600,000. One hundred years later, a pinprick of light appears in the void — and Selarion claws his way toward it. He washes ashore in a world that has moved on entirely without him. The era is wrong. The technology is wrong. The people, the streets, the language, the rules — all of it shifted a century forward while he was suspended in nothingness. He has no money, no identity, no proof that he ever existed at all. The world he belonged to is buried under a hundred years of history. But Selarion is still here. And the magic circle that took him — the murders that preceded it, the blood that wrote those symbols, the darkness that reached out and chose him specifically — none of it was random. Something pulled him into that void deliberately. Something kept him alive inside it. And something decided, after one hundred years, to finally let him out. The question is why. As Selarion navigates a strange new world with nothing but the clothes on his back and a century of isolation carved into his mind, he will slowly uncover a truth that stretches far beyond one cursed patch of earth — a conspiracy older than cities, a power older than history, and a role that was written for him long before he was ever born. He survived the void. Now he has to survive the world that created it.

Stanley Berkowitz is your average vertically challenged nerd with an abrasive attitude living in recluse from the outside world when his life inexplicably changes when a dimensionally displaced Succubus princess that looks eerily familiar fell through a portal and landed in his back yard. Advance chapters available on my Patreon at 'Streggaeworks'

Most people get isekai’d by walking in front of a truck. Violet got hit by one while sitting on her own bed. Before she can even process the fact that a semi-truck met her face, she’s dragged into a new world by a frantic System Guide named Angus. Her consolation prize? A "New Player Welcome Bonus." One single, premium gacha pull to help her survive. She didn’t get a holy sword. She didn’t get a healing dragon. She pulled the Demon King. He is the SSS-Rank Calamity. An ancient being of pure destruction. He is arrogant, he is terrifying, and he is regrettably, distractingly gorgeous. He is also wearing a gold necklace that binds him to Violet’s will—and he takes that personally. The super unbreakable necklace ensures he can't kill his master, but the Demon Lord seems to view that more as a suggestion than a requirement. Her survival plan is simple: 1: Don't die to the monsters. 2: Don't die to her own familiar’s malicious compliance. 3: Absolutely, under no circumstances, tell the murder-god that he looks hot when he’s angry.

Vivien never thought her favorite mafia novel would become her prison-until she woke up inside it, trapped as the villainess fiancée who was supposed to die. She wasn't the heroine. She was the cruel woman who tormented Alina, the girl sold to Dante Moretti. A woman hated by everyone... and killed by the man she was promised to. But Vivien remembers every page. Every betrayal. Every heartbeat before her death. Determined to rewrite her fate, she avoids Dante and Alina, hoping to stay invisible. Only Dante doesn't look away. His icy gaze follows her like a predator's hunt. The cold, ruthless mafia king becomes dangerously obsessed-with Vivien She was never meant to be loved. Now she's his only desire. And in his world, obsession never lets go. At this point she wasn't running from the plot But his obsession..

They thought the Red Dragon Emperor was gone. They thought Kuoh was safe from his madness. They were wrong. Hyoudou Issei, the infamous perverted dragon of Kuoh Academy, vanished during a mysterious battle. Everyone thought he was dead lost to some unknown disaster. But Issei didn’t die. Oh no. He was thrown into another world. A brutal world of magic, monsters, demon lords… and plenty of busty heroines. There, he did what he does best. He survived. He trained. He grew stronger. Strong enough to fight gods, conquer kingdoms, and maybe even tame a Demon Lord’s daughter. (Totally not his fault… probably.) Now, after three insane years over there, Issei is back. But this isn’t the same high schooler who used to scream about boobs all day. This Issei has mastered new powers, sharpened his mind, and... okay, he still screams about boobs, but now he can destroy mountains while doing it. The devils, angels, and fallen of this world? They have no idea what’s about to hit them. Old friends don’t know whether to hug him, punch him, or run for their lives. And for those who ever doubted him… well, let’s just say Dress Break has leveled up too. A stronger, crazier, and hornier Red Dragon Emperor. A world on the brink of chaos. And a storm of comedy, romance, ecchi, and overpowered insanity is about to begin. Get ready, Kuoh. Issei’s back and he’s bringing the harem with him. Tag: High School DxD, Fanfiction, Harem, Ecchi, Action, Comedy, Isekai Return, Overpowered, Magic, Romance. ------------------------- If you’d like to support my work, check out my: patreon.com/Greyhounds

Why did I end up at the center? Luicen thought inwardly. Why is everyone looking at me? Why does the main character think so highly of me? All the love interests of the main protagonist are staring at me. WHY?

While Kirito plays hero and collects plot armor, I somehow end up... living with Asuna? No, this isn't a romantic comedy. And no, I'm not trying to steal anyone's girl. ...It just sort of happened. Probably. If you are a fan of Kirito x Asuna then this story is not for you, so I recommend you turn back. Note: Characters from Steins;Gate and Gate appear from the GGO arc. From the Calibur Traffics arc, characters from Rascal Does Not Dream and Kemurikusa, as well as a few characters from Restaurant to Another World, appear. From the Calibur Crossing arc, several characters from High Score Girl appear. ------------------------- If you’d like to support my work, check out my: patreon.com/Greyhounds

Allan never believed in isekai. While his best friend Kevin spent his days mapping out fantasy power systems and planning his future Harem, Allan was firmly grounded in reality — right up until a malfunctioning MRI machine disagreed. No dramatic death. No glowing deity offering him a cheat ability. No automatic translation blessing. Just a sixteen-year-old boy, a backpack full of hiking gear, and a tree he woke up hanging from while strangers laughed at him in a language he couldn't understand. Welcome to another world, Allan. You're on your own. With no powers, no guidance, and no idea what he's supposed to do here, Allan does the only thing he can — survives. He learns the language from the ground up. He studies the world's hidden rules from a forgotten diary left behind in an orphanage. He watches, adapts, and waits. This world has magic he can't use, warriors he can't match, and political forces he doesn't yet understand. But Allan is patient, he is sharp, and he is slowly becoming someone this world wasn't prepared for. He didn't ask for this. He has no chosen destiny, no noble bloodline, no grand purpose handed to him by the heavens. He just has himself. For now, that'll have to be enough.

[You have been selected as the new demon king] [You have received the skill: Chaos Record] [You have received the skill: Mirror of Vainglory] [You have received the skill: Gluttonous Stomach] [You have received the skill: Eye of Envy] Lloyd didn't expect to reincarnate in another world, much less transmigrate into the body of Lloyd Kaitos, a dying extra destined to die. However, he received a gift to survive: a demonic system that rewards him for completing missions and committing deadly sins. One might think that transmigrating into the body of a sickly noble in the world of a novel would be boring, but it's not when criminal organizations, corrupt nobles, or the church seek to end your life. To survive, Lloyd must grow stronger using any means necessary, abandon all morals, and use his knowledge of the future. Can Lloyd survive the day-to-day life of a dying noble? Or will he die trying?

They called him talentless. They called him cursed. They were only half right. Xiao Long was born with eyes the color of blood—a mark of demonic possession, the elders whisper. But for sixteen years, he defied the omens, mastering the Xiao Clan's techniques through pure intellect and earning his father's pride. Then came the Talent Awakening Ceremony. While his cousin blazed with fire and his peers manifested elements, Xiao Long's Datian remained silent. Nothing. Void. The clan's pride became its pariah. His father's love turned to cold disappointment. His cousin's jealousy became open cruelty. But the ceremony wasn't a failure. It was an awakening. Deep within Xiao Long's Datian, something ancient stirred—a hunger that consumed the ambient Qi of everyone present without their knowledge. His body didn't reject talent; it devoured all talent. The Void Physique. A constitution that hasn't appeared in five thousand years. And with it came the dreams. A throne of black crystal. Seven generals kneeling. A woman's scream. Falling through endless darkness. When his uncle schemes to have him killed on a suicide mission, Xiao Long discovers the truth in the blood-soaked ruins of an ancient battlefield: he carries the soul fragment of Xian Wu, the last Prince of the Nether Realm, betrayed and assassinated five centuries ago by his seven most trusted generals—generals who still rule the Nether Realm, who hold the fragments of his shattered soul-weapon, and who will stop at nothing to destroy him before he remembers. Now Xiao Long must navigate a world that fears him, master a power that consumes him, and uncover the memories of a life he never lived. The Eight Sects watch with interest. The Five Clans scheme for advantage. The Imperial Court debates his execution. And somewhere in the shadows, the Seven Betrayers sharpen their blades, sensing the return of the prince they murdered. But the greatest threat comes from within. As Xian Wu's memories surface, so does his rage, his grief, and his burning desire for revenge against the Heavenly Realm that orchestrated his fall. The Celestials—the very beings the Imperial Clan worships—are the true enemy. And they know Xiao Long exists. The barriers between realms are weakening. The Celestials are preparing to return. The Seven Betrayers are uniting for the first time in five hundred years. And one boy with cursed eyes must decide: Will he break the realms to avenge his past life? Or will he become the balance that holds back the coming dark? The Mandate says he is nothing. The Mandate is wrong.

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DE LUCA He died a nobody. He woke up in 1905 with a system, a suitcase full of money, and a dead grandfather's voice in his head. Brooklyn is a sewer. The docks are full of rats. The immigrants are desperate, and the cops are crooked, and every man with a dream is just another mark waiting to get clipped. Vincent De Luca has 60,000 square feet of empty warehouse space, seven days to buy his first property, and a lifetime of webnovel bullshit telling him he can build an empire from nothing. The world moved forward just fine without him. Now it's going to move his way.