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Rebirth + Era + 1960's - Femine + System Space + Military + Powerful Male protogonist At seventy-eight years old, she died with nothing but regret. Only at the end of her life did she learn the cruel truth— the world she had struggled through was nothing more than a novel. And she… was cannon fodder. Her father, once a Squad leader, was falsely branded a traitor and executed. Her three brilliant elder brothers were crushed one by one, stepping stones for the novel’s so-called “female lead.” Her family’s blood paved the road to the heroine’s glory. She could only watch helplessly as the heroine’s family prospered while hers was destroyed. Powerless. Broken. Too late. But fate was not finished with her. A falling flowerpot ended her life— and opened her eyes once more. 1958. She is thirteen years old again. Her parents are alive. Her brothers are alive. Everything has not yet begun. In the turbulent 1960s era, she awakens with memories of her previous life and an unexpected System Space that grants her resources and hidden advantages. This time, she will not be cannon fodder. She will not allow her family to be sacrificed. She will not let the so-called heroine step on their corpses to rise. Amid famine, political storms, and the shifting tides of the era, she quietly builds strength, gathers supplies within her mysterious space, and protects her family step by step. And standing in the shadows of the military compound is a powerful, sharp-eyed man— a future commander whose destiny was never meant to intertwine with hers. In her previous life, he stood at the peak of power. In this life, he watches her change everything. This time— She will become the author of her own fate. (Original) PS-: The Story is taking place in the parallel world, so although the historical events are same, characters are fiction.

#NoCP #PlayingPig (This novel is one of my favorites. I’ve gone back and reread it about 5–6 times now.) Jing Shu has seen the end of the world, and it’s literally a storm of epic proportions, and she’s been given the ultimate do-over: a ten-year rewind. Thrown back in time to just two months before everything goes to hell, she has one mission: to make her apocalypse as comfortable as possible. Forget just surviving. While others are scrambling for canned beans, Jing Shu is building a fortified sanctuary, raising soon-to-be-extinct poultry for gourmet meals, and cultivating a garden of forgotten veggies. Armed with a mysterious evolving cube that grants her a private pocket dimension and a magical spirit spring water, she’s set to ride out the disaster in style. But what’s the point of living like a queen if you can’t enjoy a little revenge? The apocalypse is about to get a serious upgrade in style, and Jing Shu can’t wait for her enemies to see what they’re missing. Let them hear the sizzle of her steak and smell the aroma of her barbecue. Their despair is just the seasoning she needs. In a world where humanity itself is changing, mutating into powerful "New Humans" fused with the chaos, Jing Shu is ready to evolve right along with them. She’s got her cube, her spring, and a plan. The storm is coming, and she has a front-row seat. === English Original Title:《I'm planting a field in the end times》 (Note: Title adapted for tone and readability while preserving the story’s core themes.) Status: Completed --- If you enjoy this translation and want to support me, you can do so by donating or subscribing here: https://patreon.com/rikhi https://ko-fi.com/rikhi

Salvatore was a man who built everything from the ground up—land, legacy, and a name no one dared to challenge. Then he was murdered. No witnesses. No explanation. No justice. Only silence. --- Rosa Salvatore watched her father die— and realized she never truly knew him. --- Because the moment he was buried… the lies began to surface. Strangers started watching the estate. Records disappeared. Old allies stopped answering. And her grandmother— **knew more than she was saying.** --- Then Rosa finds it. Something her father left behind. Something that shouldn’t exist. --- A key. To a world he never told her about. --- A world of hidden routes, blood-stained deals, and men who don’t ask questions—only collect debts. A world where power isn’t given. **It’s taken.** --- Now Rosa is being watched. Tested. Hunted. ---“Even the man standing beside her may not be on her side.” And the deeper she digs— the more terrifying the truth becomes: Her father wasn’t just part of that world. **He helped build it.** --- With enemies closing in and betrayal lurking closer than she realizes, Rosa has only one choice— Step into the war… or be swallowed by it. --- But she’s not stepping in as a victim. --- Because Rosa Salvatore is learning fast. Learning how power works. Learning how fear spreads. Learning exactly where to hurt the people who underestimate her. --- And when she’s done— She won’t just survive the war. - “She might become the thing they should have feared from the beginning.” *They thought they buried a man.* *What they created…* **…was something far worse.**

Renan Stone died alongside the world's final champions, crushed beneath the Dark One's infinite power. After years of bloodshed, after Earth merged with the realm of Masteria, everything was lost. Yet somehow, death wasn't the end. Renan awoke in the past, waking up silently in his room, before the release of the game. Everything thinks Masteria Online is just an advanced VRMMO. Renan knows the truth. He has one chance to rewrite fate. Armed with years of knowledge, Renan will dominate Masteria Online from day one. But even that isn't enough. He must cultivate the players into a formidable force, bolster the "NPC" natives, and foil the Dark One's plans at every turn. The Dark One has schemed for a thousand years. Renan has only a few years of experience. It was time for him to shatter a God's perfect plan.

For Lorielle, life had always been cruel to her. From the moment she could remember, her world had been one of restriction, seclusion and any word used to convey someone being caged. She lived not as a person, but as something owned, controlled, traded and watched. Ever since she was born, her mother had always been in charge of what she wears, eats, drinks, says, and does in her whole life. Never was she asked what she wanted in life, as her dreams had been planned out, long before she was born. She was never meant to dream. Yet, beneath the silence and obedience forced upon her, Lorielle held onto one unyielding desire, to be free from every shackle that bound her. But freedom is never a simple mission. Hidden truths begin to surface, and Lorielle slowly realises that her captivity is not without reason. There are secrets tied to her existence, secrets powerful enough to threaten kingdoms and shake thrones. And the closer she gets to the truth, the more dangerous her world becomes. Then comes he. King Aldric, a pure blooded vampire. A man bound by duty, power. Aldric is the definition of cold, adamant, and feared, he stands on the opposite side of everything Lorielle has ever known. Where she longs for freedom and affection, he is chained by responsibility. Aldric hated Lorielle to the core. He swore he could kill her if he was afforded the opportunity to. There was no hate bigger than Aldric's hate towards Lorielle. Their paths were never meant to cross, but when they do, everything begins to unravel. In a world of power, betrayal, and unspoken desires, Lorielle must decide: Will she risk everything for the freedom she has always dreamed of, Or will she become a prisoner of something far more dangerous than chains… her own heart? Note: This novel is going to seem slow at first but as you dive deeper you will get to see the novel true potentials. Settings: This story is set in a Victorian era.

Arthur was never an ordinary man, neither in this life nor the previous one. One moment he was just an unemployed, unlucky guy struggling to survive… and the next, Truck-kun sent him flying to another world, yelling: “Isekai time, bitch!” Peace is a luxury that fate never granted him. Especially when a certain genius, billionaire, playboy, and philanthropist looks at the cameras and says: “The truth is… I am Iron Man.” -------- Note: Just a small note, he’s not going to act like Gilgamesh all the time, so if you’re expecting that, sorry -------- If you want to read advanced chapters, take a look at my Patreon. patreon.com/king_gilgamesh ----- Updates Monday through Friday ---- 100 Power Stones = 1 Chapters Extra 200 Power Stones = 2 Chapters Extra

She's the last of her bloodline. A red wolf the world has forgotten-hunted by the one destined to love her. Hazel Alice Thorn has spent years on the run, her wolf hidden and her name erased from pack records. Hunted for crimes she didn't commit. Especially by him- The great Alpha of Blackmoor Pack, Caleb Benjamin Blackmoor, who swore to kill her and any of her family. But when a brutal hunt leaves Hazel near death, Caleb finds her and the moon Goddess marks her as his. Fate is cruel. Love is forbidden. And power always demands blood.

To summarize this story in one sentence: A boy is Chosen to stand against a person who was never meant to be evil but now rules it. In the long term, without any spoilers. It's about a boy who becomes a god but still chooses to be human. A story about the cost of power and why someone would want it. When seventeen-year-old Damon Vale lost his mother, his whole world cracked. Not just with grief, but also with an impossible truth. Damon is no longer just a high schooler dealing with gangs and betrayal; he is the descendant of a powerful Queen of Woewyn, a kingdom on a realm carrying good and bad in excess. Raised on Earth by the Queen who lied to save his life, Damon is gifted and burdened by a power that literally bends elements and is constantly on the verge of purging his own body. Now, ancient gods and demons are pouring into The Multiverse, some disguised as humans. Chronisouls, some torment, some help. For Damon, the choice is simple: Embrace the divine power that hurts him from the inside out, or watch his life on Earth, including the one girl who sees past his walls, shatter forever. From quiet rooftops(literally) to cosmic wars(also literally), Damon must discover if saving existence means losing the simplicity he always wanted, getting something better... or obtaining worse. Chronisoul is a story that pays off, only if you wait. (He doesn't look anything like the cover. I only used it 'cause a friend made it for me and it's pretty cool.)

A story of a transmigrator returning once more to the moment it all began… The splendor and humiliation of his past life have long faded. In this life, the road to power must be walked from the very beginning. The path of the strong is one of solitude. Indifference, ruthlessness, deception, patience… If any of these can serve as shortcuts to strength, he will take them without hesitation! •. •. YO! Tetsuya (MC) doesn’t focus only on Poison-types, he has several others. It’s just that in the "previous timeline", that was his specialty and he became skilled at it. Any normal person would start with what they’re good at and then expand into other paths (Types). --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 12 CH/W Disclaimer. This fanfic is an translation by the author 岑自省. All rights to the original work belong to its creator.

Elara’s first life crashed hard. Cruel tricks ruined her name, broke her dreams, and turned the whole entertainment world against her. Friends betrayed her. Lovers sold her out. Everyone she trusted stabbed her in the back. The pain piled up until she felt trapped with no way out. One night, she couldn’t take it anymore. She walked to a river and ended it all in the cold, quiet water. Later, proof came out. Messages. Recordings. Everything showed she had been framed. People posted apologies online. But it was too late. She was already gone. The universe, though, clearly has a twisted sense of humor. Because somehow, Elara came back. She woke up in her own past, every awful memory still sharp in her head. Right then she made a promise she would never break: protect her grandfather no matter what, and never let anyone push her to that dark place again. This time she steps into the entertainment world with her head high. She trains harder, sings better, fights smarter. The same people who once crushed her? Now they get to feel the pressure. Love? Not happening. Her heart is locked tight. But why is it that as she rises and shines brighter, handsome, powerful men start circling her—guys who never even glanced at her in her previous life. The actor smiled at her during a press interview, leaned closer, and said softly, “We should have dinner sometime.” The footballer sent flowers so big they blocked her room door. The surgeon she met at a charity event checked her pulse and then forgot to let go of her wrist. The singer she collaborated with kept calling her name during rehearsals, as if the mic could not hear him well enough. Elara stared at the ceiling one night and sighed. She only wanted to sing. Why did everyone look like they wanted to adopt her, date her, or both? But the worst one came after a concert. The lights had just gone off. Her ears were still ringing. Sweat clung to her neck. She had barely stepped backstage when a shadow blocked her path. She looked up. The CEO of the greatest company in Aurelia stood there. The same man who once said her voice was “not worth investing in.” The same man who had made her life a living hell. Now he held her wrist gently, but firmly. “Let’s talk,” he said. Elara blinked. “About… sponsorship?” “No,” he replied calmly. “About marriage.” Her brain froze. “…What?” “I will give you everything,” he continued, as if asking for a glass of water. “Resources. Protection. Freedom to sing. Become my wife.” Elara stared at him, her mouth open, her thoughts running in circles. This was not how it was supposed to be. Why was the world now skipping steps? NB: This story is set in a fictional world. Aurelia is a country. Solmere, Veston, and Starfall City are the three capital cities of Aurelia. Other cities, such as Lorien and Crelou, are smaller cities. * * * * * Contains dark themes and intense psychological tension in later chapters. Reader discretion is advised.

On the night of her fifth wedding anniversary, Seraphina Vale dies watching her husband smile over a glass of champagne he knows she will never finish. When she opens her eyes again, she is standing in her childhood bedroom, staring at her untouched wedding gown. It is the day before she marries Adrian Hawthorne, the charming billionaire who will one day steal her family’s company, ruin her father’s legacy, and leave her bleeding on a marble staircase while his mistress calls it an accident. This time, Seraphina does not walk down the aisle. Instead, she signs a contract marriage with Adrian’s greatest rival Lucien Ashford, the ruthless CEO who was destroyed and bankrupted by Adrian in her previous life. Lucien wants revenge, Seraphina wants justice, and their marriage is supposed to be a transaction but as she guides him through corporate traps she already remembers, and he shields her from dangers she once faced alone, cold calculation begins to feel dangerously close to devotion. Meanwhile, Adrian is unraveling. The woman who once loved him without question now looks at him like he is already a ghost, and he cannot understand why losing her feels like losing something he never knew was irreplaceable.

Trapped in a loveless marriage to a ruthless Alpha, Livia’s life is nothing but silence, scars, and shattered hope. To her husband, she is a decoration—useful for reputation, disposable in private. When betrayal strikes from the one person she trusted, Livia is pushed to the edge of despair. Then she meets Aldus—the feared Lycan King of the Blood Moon Pack. Cold, powerful, and burdened by a past drenched in blood, Aldus has sworn never to love again. Yet in Livia’s broken gaze, he finds something he thought he had lost forever: home. As war brews between packs and secrets crawl out from the shadows, Livia must choose between the life that is slowly killing her and the love that could save her. In a world ruled by claws and crowns, can a wounded Luna and a cursed Lycan King defy fate—and find healing in each other’s embrace?

After rebirth, there was no need for hesitation—if the younger generation wouldn’t agree, he would go straight to the older one. With memories of the future in hand, wealth and women were never going to be scarce. Thus, after being reborn, he set himself a modest goal: first, become the richest man alive. It is slice of life

In a world where Alphas rule and Omegas are reduced to something fragile, obedient, and expendable, Salvar once tried to be the exception. He failed. Betrayed by the friends he trusted, discarded by the one he loved, and handed over to his enemies under false accusations, Salvar’s defiance ended not in glory but in chains, in silence, and finally, in death. In the cold of a cell, all alone and long forgotten by the world. But death was not the end. Given a second chance, Salvar abandons the foolish pride that once destroyed him. This time, he does not seek to prove that Omegas are strong. He proves something far more dangerous. That weakness, when understood, can be weaponized. With a smile that disarms and a vulnerability that invites trust, Salvar moves through the same world that once crushed him but now, he plays by his own rules. Every glance, every touch, every word becomes a calculated move in a quiet game of revenge. Because this time, he is not the one being used. He is the one pulling the strings. And when the past begins to resurface, along with those who once ruined him, Salvar is ready. Not to survive. But to make them fall. But life is not done with him yet. Because his enemy returns too, reborn into the same world, walking the same stage. And it being non other than Silas make it worse. The one person Salvar cannot read. The one presence that refuses to be played. And for the first time, the game does not move as he wills it. So Salvar steps closer, smiling and turns the game into something far more dangerous than revenge. Something that looks like love.

Zheng Qian, a military doctor, died in an explosion before she ever had the chance to fall in love. When she opened her eyes again, she had become the legitimate eldest daughter of the Marquis of Jing’an’s household. Everyone said: “The Second Miss has snow-white skin, breathtaking beauty, and legs for days. Compared to her, the Eldest Miss is dull and worthless.” A certain prince scoffed. “True beauty lies in bone and bearing. As for your taste? Everyone here is trash.”

On my third wedding anniversary, my husband poisoned me. As I lay dying on the cold restaurant floor, I watched him smile beside my step-sister his mistress since before our wedding day. My marriage was a lie. My love was a tool. And my death was carefully planned. I thought dying would finally set me free. Instead, I woke up three years in the past one week before I married the man who killed me. This time, I won’t be the obedient wife who walks blindly into her own grave. I’ll cancel the wedding. Expose their betrayal. And marry the one man my ex-fiancé fears the most. Adrian Blackwood. The Devil CEO. A ruthless billionaire with no mercy for his enemies. I walked into his office with a deal: “Marry me. Help me destroy Ethan Cole and I’ll give you everything you need to take him down.” I expected a cold contract marriage. What I didn’t expect… was the way he looked at me like I already belonged to him. “You’re under my protection now, Sophia,” he said calmly. “And I never let go of what’s mine.” Revenge was supposed to be simple. Love was never part of the plan. But falling for the Devil may be far more dangerous than the man who murdered me. Because Adrian Blackwood doesn’t play games. And once he chooses something he keeps it. Forever. In my first life, I died for love. In this life, I’ll make them all pay.

Rule number one of transmigration: Never let your overly attached girlfriends handle your resurrection. Five centuries ago, Emperor Zen Arclight tried to sacrifice his life to save the realm. But his five lovers had a different plan. They interfered with the ritual, shattered his soul to keep his essence alive, and accidentally ascended into immortal, grief-crazed Goddesses. They’ve spent the last 500 years building a hyper-advanced magi-tech dystopia while waiting for his return. Now, Zen has finally woken up, but not as a conqueror. He’s stuck in the body of a "Low F-Rank" academy loser with a shattered mana core, an empty bank account, but with a [Probability System] that helps him calculate his chances of survival. To fix his core and reclaim his power, Zen has to pull off the ultimate heist against the five most dangerous women in existence. By night, he is the anonymous streamer, Ghost Scrapper, broadcasting his dungeon runs to an audience that challenges and reward him, using his ancient knowledge and Probability System. By day, he plays the pathetic weakling, desperately hiding his true identity while plotting to steal his soul fragments back from their divine vaults without triggering their 500-year-old obsession. Because if these yandere goddesses connect the dots between the fragile student, the trending streamer, and their dead Emperor, they won’t just "protect" him. They will drag him into a golden cage, throw away the key, and ensure he never leaves them again. [SYSTEM WARNING: 'THE SPYMASTER' HAS GIFTED YOU 1,000,000 MANA CREDITS.] [ATTACHED MESSAGE: "You fight just like him. I am coming to find you."] Clearing the world's deadliest dungeons is child's play. Surviving his yandere lovers? That's going to require the performance of a lifetime.

Tanya was a high schooler when she had her first official criminal charge, for misdemeanor. The ones before then didn’t matter as they were all ’small’ cases that could end with several hits, a detention or general punishment – grounding. But none of them held an official punishment, not like a criminal record and for someone like Tanya, who adored and reveled in the glory of being a nuisance to her family and society at large,this meant an upgrade and a new start in life from a nuisance to a miscreant. Soon, she will realize that there was so much a life like that could offer her; capital punishment, death. She had to lose a life and her loving family to make her realize that she was nothing but a useless stain and burden on her family, emotional, financial and physical wise. Swearing to take care of her family if given a second chance in an emotional outburst, Tanya wakes up fifteen years prior to her death at the apex of her first mistake. With the advantage of a previous life, Tanya does everything to become a better person to her family and siblings, all the while guiding her heart and mind from the handsome temptations that stood to offer nothing but heartbreak and toxicity in a bid to remain disciplined and prevent past errors and mistakes. Will she be successful or will history repeat itself and render her efforts hopeless to her dismay? Join Tanya on her quest to learn how to live a resplendent new life in a bland but fashionable manner.

Xiao Yuan, born unable to cultivate Dou Qi, transmigrates into the Dou Qi Continent. From a fragment of the Tuoshe Ancient Emperor’s Jade, he obtains a mysterious scroll. Recorded within is an ancient cultivation method that condenses five Qi-Absorbing Mansions from the five internal organs. From that moment on, his legendary life begins. Hun Tiandi: Who would have thought? From the Xiao Clan, known for producing nothing but failures, emerged not just one but two Dou Emperors—each fiercer than the last! Xiao Yan: Insult my third brother? You are courting death! My third brother is truth itself, my third brother is the law itself. I raise the banner for him—he is invincible! Not only can he refine Heavenly Flames with his bare hands, but also crush Heaven-rank Dou Techniques with his fists! Wait… Third Brother, are all these women… your wives?! Ya Fei: Xiao Yuan is the true genius! Nalan Yanran: If I had known, I never would have broken the engagement! Xiao Yu: You… you even taught Dou Techniques by hand and leg?! Little Doctor Fairy: Is this really how you suppressed my Calamity Poison Body?! Yun Yun: You had better truly not have seen anything! Queen Medusa: When I evolved just now… were you peeking?! Thank you for the support, friends. If you want to read more chapters in advance, go to my Patreon. Read 30 Chapters In Advance: patreon.com/Albino1 Battle Through the Heavens Btth

Eighteen-year-old Celeste Everhart is thrown into an impossible situation: marry Tiel Brightwell or watch her family, and herself, fall into abject poverty. Despite being unloved and unwanted, she cannot let that happen. Not when her family has only ever known a life of comfort, and the Everhart Sugar Company is her father’s only legacy. But what happens when the hand that offers her the most comfort is not the hand meant to take hers in marriage? Celeste finds herself drawn to Avond Brightwell, Tiel’s older brother, who is entirely forbidden. Someone who knows better... and yet... Besides, why should she be loyal to Tiel when his heart already belongs to someone else? Someone with magenta eyes and silver hair, a moonlight compared to her black coal. When the shadows of the mafia world calls her to rise as a shark and claim her place, will Celeste survive the treacherous currents… or will she drown instead?