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The life of a small cultivator is never easy. One wrong step, and the path to immortality may be cut off forever. Han Xuan is just a humble cultivator who runs a small wine tavern. But after offending a young master of the Chen Family, his business is repeatedly suppressed and sabotaged. To break free from their oppression and to seek powerful backers, he decides on a bold plan: send his descendants into the great sects. But who could have expected… His eldest son becomes the Holy Son of the Heavenly Sword Sect. His eldest daughter becomes the Saintess of the Jade Maiden Immortal Sect. His second son becomes the Holy Son of the Nineflame Immortal Sect. His second daughter becomes the Saintess of the Myriad Poison Sect. Before he realizes it, his children have become leaders of major immortal sects, shaking the entire province. And he, their father… becomes someone no one in the immortal world dares to disrespect.

Just because there is no black doesn't mean there must be white. This is a story about a person who reached the end of this world as a gray person. At the end of this journey, he realized that he needed to decide which side he would go to in order to open the gate to the end... white or black?

Transmigrated into the world of Naruto, and right from the start, he devours the Zoan-type Mythical Beast Azure Dragon Fruit from One Piece! Dust Release? Wood Release? The power of the Eight Inner Gates stacked with the might of the Azure Dragon, one punch shatters all your ninjutsu fantasies! Susanoo? With tailed beasts as mobile chargers plus the awakened Azure Dragon form, let's see who the real natural disaster is! Obito, standing on top of the Ten Tails, trembles as his pupils shake: "Aren’t you the true Ten Tails?!" Uchiha Madara: "This thing is even more absurd than Hashirama." Ōtsutsuki Kaguya: "You call this a ninja???" Hunting bloodline limits, merging countless abilities — the Rinnegan, Wood Release, Magnet Release, Ice Release… all are prey! This time, let the entire ninja world experience what it means to be devastated by "Sea and Land— ********************************** Join our discord server Link: https://discord.gg/sYAJ4wn2U5 Support us on patreon (+Gain access to 120 chapters in advance) Link: patreon.com/atomelectron **********************************

Betrayed by the gods he trusted, Klai Valerius was branded a divine weapon and discarded once his purpose was fulfilled. After witnessing the annihilation of his family and village, he died beneath the judgment of heaven. Reborn with memories intact, a forbidden system, and contracts with forgotten gods, Klai swears to never kneel again. In a world ruled by corrupt deities, noble conspiracies, slavers, and false churches, he will rise in silence—sharpening his blade until even heaven bleeds. This time, the gods will not be watching from above. They will be hunted.

Tatsuki Hayashi leads a beautiful girl into a dark alley, catching the attention of Yukinoshita Yukino, who immediately calls the police. Hearing strange noises, Yukino bravely attempts to rescue the suffering girl but ends up trembling in fear as she discovers the girl is actually an evil spirit! Ai Hayasaka finds herself entangled with demons! Eriri Spener faces a terrifying spirit attack! Yukinoshita is pulled into an apocalyptic game! Kaguya Shinomiya crosses through a life simulation! . . . .

Reborn Business Emperor: Building a Forbidden Harem Dynasty in the Cultivation World A ruthless modern tycoon dies in a fiery crash and awakens in the body of a broke underground fighter in the city of Lingyuan — a stagnant cultivation world ruled by greedy clans and the iron grip of the Central Cultivation Bureau. Armed with Earth’s business genius, photographic memory, and zero moral restraints, Zhao Ming vows to shatter the old order. From a failing tea shop, he builds an unstoppable commercial empire — qi-infused products, luxury restaurants, private auctions, and more — all under the banner of the rising Zhao Clan. But power alone isn’t enough. He deliberately forges a massive forbidden harem through seduction, blackmail, and raw dominance to breed pureblood heirs with divine-grade talent. Every conquest, every pregnancy, every child is proof of his godhood in a society that secretly worships bloodline purity while publicly condemning it. As the Zhao Clan climbs from Mortal Tier to Silver, then Gold and beyond, rival clans plot his destruction. Assassins, bureau enforcers, and jealous Sovereigns all want to crush the heretic who dares make pureblood cultivation public and absolute. Zhao Ming smiles. Let them come. He will bankrupt them, break them and turn their own doctrines against them. Business. Forbidden love. Absolute dominion. In a world where wealth buys cultivation and blood buys immortality, one man will rewrite the heavens themselves — and he will do it with a harem dynasty kneeling at his feet. Tags: Reborn, Business Tycoon, Forbidden Harem, Pureblood Dynasty, Cultivation, Ruthless MC, Possessive ML, Incest , Empire Building, Slow-burn Romance, Dark Romance Disclaimer This novel contains explicit adult content, including themes of incest, power imbalance, manipulation, non-consensual elements (initial coercion), graphic sexual scenes, violence, and morally gray/dark protagonist behavior. It is intended for mature audiences (18+) only. The story explores taboo and controversial subjects in a fictional cultivation world and does not condone or reflect real-world values, ethics, or laws. Reader discretion is strongly advised. If you are sensitive to these themes, please do not read.

Misdirection (Notebook Page) What is a story? People think a story is a life. Something practical. Something coherent. But most lives aren’t coherent when you’re inside them. They only look clean when someone else holds the timeline in their hands and edits out the parts that don’t make sense. To me, a story starts with three introductions: a place, a time, and a plot. And inside those three things—whether it wants to be there or not—there is always a character. So I’ll start mine the truest way I know how: close to the truth. I am like misdirection, not because I want to deceive you, but because some truths don’t survive being stared at too long. I learned early that the world is full of people who love the shape of truth but hate its weight. They want a headline. They want a villain. They want a hero they can digest and forget. I don’t fit into that kind of mouth. I’ve always felt passive in a world forever changing—like I’m standing still while the scenery rushes by, like I’m older than time but still treated like a child the moment I speak. My face tells on me. My silence tells on me. And if I say, “I’ve seen things,” people hear ego instead of fear. They don’t understand that seeing is not a gift. Sometimes it’s a bruise. I was born where you’re reading this from—this world, this version, this “original.” It can be cruel. It can be healing. Both at the same time. I know what it means to be a colored male and get reminded of it by strangers, by systems, by rooms that go cold when you enter. Sometimes it’s subtle. Sometimes it’s a hand on your shoulder that’s too heavy. Sometimes it’s laughter. Sometimes it’s the way you’re always expected to prove you deserve air. But I’ve been to worlds where it is much worse. And I’ve been to worlds where it’s the opposite. That’s the part that sounds like fiction, so people treat it like fiction. They call it imagination because imagination is safer than admitting the universe has more doors than we were taught. Scientists have theories about worlds beyond the “original.” Yogis talk about barriers. Some people touch the glass. Some press their forehead to it and swear they felt something press back. Me? I didn’t touch the barrier. I grew up with the feeling that it was already cracked. Parallel worlds, people say. But “parallel” makes it sound like train tracks—two lines running forever, never touching. I don’t believe it’s like that. I think these worlds are possibilities—branches of what the original could become, depending on choices, laws, accidents, and forces we don’t name because naming gives them permission. I have been a lot of things in those possibilities. God. Demon. Slave. King. Monster. Nothing at all. I have been rich and poor and non‑existing. I have been human in places where humans don’t exist. I’ve seen lives where magic and immortals and supernatural martial arts shift the very cosmos like it’s a curtain. If that sounds like a show, good. Fiction is the only language people accept for the borderlands. But this isn’t a story about fiction. This is a story about what happens when something from the borderlands decides you’re not supposed to look anymore. Because there was a time when my sight was wide—too wide—and I didn’t know it. I didn’t know there was a window in me. And then, one summer night, when I was fourteen years old, I went to sleep like I always did… …and the window closed. Not gently. Not like someone lowering blinds. Like something with hands. Like something that meant it

Reborn in the Rukongai as a child with no memory of his previous life, Kurotsuki Renya awakens to the cold truths of Soul Society. At eleven years old, he’s rescued by Renji Abarai and Rukia Kuchiki during a routine patrol in the outer districts. Sensing his latent spiritual pressure, they bring him into the Seireitei, where he is enrolled in the Shin’ō Academy. Renya quickly rises to the top of his class — not through raw power, but through precision, discipline, and an unnerving mastery of stealth and Kidō. While most cadets aim to join the Gotei 13, Renya is handpicked by the Commander of the Onmitsukidō — Soul Society’s covert assassination and black ops unit — and recruited into the Corps of Punishment. Though still young, Renya conceals a brutal resolve behind his calm demeanor. In a world shaped by balance and duty, he forms his own creed: “Those who threaten order from the shadows… shall be erased by the shadows.” Haunted by visions of a burning sky and a name long forgotten, Renya carries out missions deemed too dark for the Gotei 13 — eliminating traitors, suppressing forbidden knowledge, and protecting Soul Society’s secrets at all costs. But when strange anomalies begin appearing across the districts — echoes of spiritual energy not tied to Hollows, Quincy, or Arrancar — Renya is forced to confront the reality that the greatest threats to Soul Society may not come from the outside… but from within.

Alexei Jones thought transmigrating into a game would be a dream come true. Until he realized he was the villain. Every male lead despises him. Some want to crush him, others to humiliate him, and a few would happily see him dead. And thanks to the game’s cruel romance system, his powers are drastically nerfed, leaving him weak, vulnerable, and at the mercy of everyone around him. Enter the system: “Survive by romancing every male lead and bending them to your will. Only then will you regain your freedom and maybe even pursue the heroine.” What starts as a desperate struggle to live becomes something far more complicated. As Alexei navigates jealous heroes, scheming rivals, mysterious strategists, and playful flirts, hearts clash, boundaries blur, and feelings he never expected begin to stir. When the first male lead kneels before him, and his chest skips a beat for the first time, Alexei must ask himself: can he survive without losing his heart…or will he fall for them all?

Galladon Tarth lives through childhood, but another has taken his place. To protect his new family from the dangers of this world, he will have to forge his own legend. Starts before Robert's Rebellion. Expect: fighting, politics, adventure, war, kingdom-building, low-fantasy magic, etc Slight AU - leaning a little into the overpoweredness of single fighters that we see glimpses of in the books, where people like Arthur Dayne, prime Robert Baratheon, Jaime Lannister, Barrister Selmy, the Cleganes, Daemon Blackfyre, etc are said to be worth dozens of common soldiers.

A man who knows nothing of his past will one day be struck by an illness. Unsure even of his own age, the fog within his memory will slowly lift with time lies will surface, and the truth will speak. With the possibility of death drawing near, a dream takes the hold of him: the Government must fall. With many man under his name, The Brothers will stand beside him waiting the orders of Faust... The Man of Hatred himself.

Louis transmigrated into the world of Harry Potter, living just across the street from Harry Potter's uncle's house. This is perfect - looks like he's going to Hogwarts as a student. Just as Louis was contemplating whether he should go to Ravenclaw or Gryffindor, he suddenly discovered that he was actually a Muggle. Well, that's screwed up. What's the point of playing this game now? Fortunately, he awakened the Trickster System - as long as he uses lies or sleight of hand to fool others, he can obtain Trick Points to qualify for lottery draws. The Sharingan, Devil Fruits, and various other powerful items and abilities help Louis thrive at Hogwarts like a fish in water. "When a fake wizard becomes more powerful than a real wizard, who can say that the fake wizard is just a Muggle?" Louis said.

Tags: Action · Romance · Crossover · Harem · Power Fantasy Synopsis: Transmigrated and reincarnated as a devil, he ended up with a seductive older-sister-type master, Rias, a self-proclaimed high-ranking devil who often makes nightly “visits.” Another servant, Akeno Himejima, is just as bad—she’s constantly talking about wanting to bear his children. To keep from exhausting his body—and more importantly, to stay alive—he works hard to get stronger. He learns that forming a contract with humans can make a devil more powerful? Then—sign them all! Mai Sakurajima, the Nakano quintuplets, the assassin Yor… every single one! To live a peaceful life with his harem across worlds, Ryuya Kurobane knew he had two choices — become unchallenged in all worlds, or make sure there are no worlds left that can challenge him.

My name is Emrys, a traveler. Although I can travel the multiverse, my soul is anchored to the Warhammer Universe. If I can't save my soul then I shall save the universe itself. 从战锤开始劫掠诸天

David went to the library looking for a book to learn about world history. But the book he found melts onto his hand and transformed into a sentient AI bracelet. With the help of the new A.I. David’s life of studying and penny-pinching is over, he creates an empire of his own...

A world that oozes with dread, and of cosmic horrors. A world so expansive where each region fluctuates between its own individual unique realities, This isn't merely a tale of a young boy but the journey of someone who is in search of meaning in an indifferent world and an environment so unforgivingly cruel, where Philosophies clash and where even the entire world opposes your nature. This is Divine Apotheosis!

{ SLOW BURN DARK HUMOUR } Daiki expected a normal school day. The same streets, same classroom, and same routine. That ended horribly. His classmates disappeared. Sirens filled the city. By nightfall, he returned to a home covered in blood. His family was gone, and the damage left behind was not something a human could have done. He survived. That turned out to be a mistake. Death passed over him... Not once, but repeatedly. What followed was captivity and experimentation. His body was pushed past its limits, his choices taken away, and an ability was forced into him, one that never turned off, no matter how much it hurt. Eventually, they executed him. He woke up again. After surviving death too many times, Daiki stopped knowing what he was meant to be. Now, given a chance at a new life in another world, he wants only one thing: to live quietly, avoid attention, and stay out of trouble. But his past refuses to stay buried, and the power bound to him has never been silent. Author’s Note: I won’t ask you to trust me, just read ten chapters and see if you can stop.

I DO NOT OWN MHA, THIS FANFIC IS JUST FOR FUN AND I'M NOT GETTING PAID. Ik it's not an Isekai but I don't like Isekai so idc. Unlike the last fanfic, this one will be released once a day. If you have any idea for this fic, write it in the comments. Enjoy.