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Genshin Impact; Reincarnated As Aether With Infinite Potential

A 20 year old college student who is a HUGE tensura "That time i got reincanrated as a slime" fan, but also a huge fan of the world of genshin impact (created by HOYOverse), was going about his day as normal as usually, attending classes, finishing assesments and so on, and so fourth. But as he continues his life, learning that the new update of genshin impact story quest being in Nord Krai was coming out that he wanted to download the story on his PC, he becomes to hasty in a rush, running towards his dormitory, not noticing his surrounding, causing him to accidentally be killed by Truck-kun on his way to his dorm room and meets a ROB (Random Omnipotent Being). To make amends for wrongful death, ROB grants him 5 wishes for his reincarnation into his next life. The man chooses to be reborn in the world of Genshin Impact as the Traveller Aether only difference is that, he is granted a better guide then Paimon being Tensura/powers, Like "Great Sage" as well as being granted a higher form of elemental manipulation from around the anime multiverse. Come read and watch how he changes the story entirely with his new found power in his journey of exploring genshin impact world whilst making alies, facing foes and possibly find love from his favourite characters in his previous life. --Copyright Disclaimer-- That Time I Got Reincarnated as a Slime ( Tensei Shitara Slime Datta Ken ) is the creation of Fuse, with illustrations by Mitz Vah. It is published by Micro Magazine with an English translation by Yen Press. This story is a work of fan-fiction. The author of this fan-fiction does not claim any ownership over the original world, characters, or concepts from the canonical Tensura light novels and manga. This is a transformative work written for entertainment and love of the series, not for commercial gain.
Nightshade_12 · 113.5k Views

My Sister Insisted on Swapping Marriages, and I Became a Marchioness Instead

The legitimate younger sister insists on exchanging marriage, sending me to become the Marchioness. 【The main wife of the Marquis Mansion only wants to make money, whether love is involved depends on her mood + exchanged marriage group + hair-pulling + rough man self-strategy】 After Qin Yuan was reborn, she discovered that her legitimate younger sister was also reborn. Not only did she snatch Qin Yuan's previous life's husband, the poor scholar, but she also strongly facilitated Qin Yuan's marriage to her previous life's brother-in-law, Dingbei Marquis. Although it's strange why her legitimate younger sister did this, when a pie falls from the sky, you have to catch it! In the previous life, the legitimate younger sister was envious of her: "Since childhood, Qin Yuan could only pick what I didn't want. Why did she become the Prime Minister's wife and enjoy honor and glory, while I was abandoned by my husband, dominated by concubines, and suffered alone all my life?" In this life, the legitimate younger sister is desperate: "Why is Qin Yuan living even better?! Where is my Prime Minister's wife position? Why is my husband still a sesame official? Not only is the mother-in-law difficult to deal with, but there is also a childhood cousin coveting him fiercely!" Qin Yuan chuckled: "This forcibly offered position of Marchioness is quite nice, tut tut... I can do business, excel in medical incense, have strategies, and possess brilliant plans. In the previous life, it was all due to my own efforts that I schemed to become the Prime Minister's wife. My naive good sister." In the previous life, her husband locks himself with her legitimate younger sister, but in this life Qin Yuan won't expend any effort pushing him upwards; isn't it better to achieve it by herself? — Dingbei Marquis, who postponed marriage to protect the borders, is a War God in armor, and a handsome gentleman without a beard, with a line of women fond of him reaching a myriad. On the wedding night, he abandoned his young wife, thinking coaxing her is enough. Later... He discovered she didn't care at all and was constantly coaxing him for fun. Marquis Mansion daily: Dingbei Marquis kneels at the door: "I know I exist in your heart, madam, please give me another chance." After a while, Qin Yuan: "Depends on my mood." Others: Tut tut, The Marquis is just the Marchioness' lickspittle, professional.
Mo Qi Jian · 1.9m Views

Fate/Grand Order: Prologue – Radiant Star of the Human Order

The soul has perished, leaving behind only emptiness. Yet in its final cry of anguish, it stirs the one who dwells beyond the hollow world: the Omniscient Observer. By the will of this Observer, a nameless spirit is granted a new destiny — to be reborn as a Servant, cast into a crimson Singularity where humanity’s future has been stolen. A mythic-scale crime upon human history itself: the Incineration of the Human Order. The vessel bestowed upon it is none other than the Hero King, Gilgamesh — the Golden Monarch who severed ties with the gods and began the age of mankind. Arrogant and merciless, he judges all from his resplendent throne. And yet within this golden vessel dwells a forgotten soul, stripped even of its name. What upheaval shall this curious hero bring to the journey across human history? The White Beast watches in silence, ever observing its progress. The King’s laughter echoes across the Singularity. Behold the most luxurious restoration of Human Order in history, funded by boundless wealth and lasting for six entire months. “What? Chaldea is a black company powered by nothing but energy drinks? Fools! I shall renovate and rebuild it myself!” Through the Hero King's unending generosity, Chaldea undergoes a glorious transformation. Private rooms, pristine living quarters, an infinite power engine. An ever-turning, immortal paradise — Chaldea, reborn. And ever-present are the true treasures: the readers who continue to witness and support this tale. Over ten thousand strong, they remain unwavering, unmatched, and unshakably true. Here stands a Gilgamesh the world has never seen before. A saga woven by a pure soul and a delighted vessel — the Epic of Gilgamesh begins anew. The King’s journey is far from over. May this tale add a new brilliance to your own. I entrust it to you. ------------------------- If you’d like to support my work, check out my: patreon.com/Greyhounds
Greyhounds · 1.3m Views

REBORN QUEEN-MY HUSBAND LEFT ME TO DIE WAS BOUGHT FOR $12 MILLION

SYNOPSIS Logline: He left his wife to die on concrete for $8M insurance. Another man paid $12M to save her. Seven years later she returns with white suits, receipts, and an 18-year-old daughter who finally chooses. Elena Adams was left bleeding on Bishopscourt concrete by her husband Daniel. His last words on phone: "My wife is already dead to me. Debt dies with her. $8M insurance." He left her to die. Another man in black cashmere didn't. Michael Kane — blue-grey eyes, sandalwood scent, burnt hand — paid $12M = $5M ransom + $7M extraction + ICU Dubai. Not to buy her. To save her. Seven years later, Elena Cross returns. Dubai 73rd floor. $2B lab. White marble. No white dresses yet — black is armour. Daniel thought she was dead. He held an empty coffin press conference. He forged her formula L-Serum as his own, stole $40M Sephora deal. He put his mistress Vanessa in her pearls, in her house, and called her Mama to her daughter. Her daughter Chloe Adams is now 18. UCT Biochemistry first year. She thinks her mother stole and died. She calls Vanessa Mama V. She wears gold dresses for BABY GIRL collabs. And Daniel put a $3M debt on her 18-year-old name. Elena doesn't return for revenge. She returns with receipts. CCTV gate bag night before kidnapping. Sandton clinic receipt — Vanessa pregnant 3 months BEFORE kidnapping, HCG 14 weeks on kidnapping night. $200K transfer to security guard lover. DNA proof. Burner phone audio "dead to me $8M". Forged contract with two Ls. $12M receipt framed in lab. Each receipt is a chapter. Each chapter is a choice. From 11-150, mother and daughter reunite in Lab 101 — 39 degrees not 65 — E-CROSS 09-03-09 — her birthday formula. Chloe drops the shorts in the UCT bin. Wires $3M back to Daniel. $40M empire to Chloe Uni Patent Fund. And Michael? He never touches for 100 chapters. Until desert Proposal 2: "I paid $12M to save, not own. Will you stay because you love, not because you owe?" Tags:Reborn Queen, $12M Debt, Revenge Receipts, Mother-Daughter Lab, Chloe 18 Chooses Mom, Black Cashmere Romance, CTICC Viral
NobathembuMabeka · 11.2k Views

Lost in flames Found in dark

"Lost in Flames, Found in Dark" Some love stories don’t begin with hello. They begin after the end. She was once the light in someone’s storm — wild, warm, unforgettable. Then, in a single moment, Shruti vanished. No note. No clues. Only a silence that shattered the hearts left behind. He searched for her like a man possessed. Burned down every lie, bled for every truth — until all that remained was rage... and a love too deep to bury. Years passed. And somewhere far from the wreckage of the life she once knew, a girl opened her eyes in a hospital bed. Her name was different. Her reflection — unfamiliar. But the ache in her soul? The flashes of another life? All too real. A scar she doesn’t remember getting. A voice she still hears in her dreams. And eyes — cold, broken, beautiful — that feel like home. He doesn't know her. Not anymore. But something in him stirs when she’s near. A storm. A memory. A promise not yet fulfilled. As their worlds collide once more, past and present bleed into one. The girl who shouldn't exist remembers a life no one believes. And the boy who lost everything now stands at the edge of rediscovery… and ruin. This isn’t just a second chance. It’s fate demanding what death tried to steal. Love. Longing. Pain. Fire. And a mystery that binds their souls beyond lifetimes. Because some hearts never stop searching. Some memories refuse to fade. And some love stories are written in scars. --- SNEAK PEEK The night air was sharper than she'd expected, and the thin fabric of her top did nothing to help—but she’d already refused his jacket with full drama ten minutes ago. Pride came before comfort, apparently. From the couch behind her, Dhruv watched in silence. Head slightly tilted, fingers resting near his lips. He didn’t comment. Yet. “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” she muttered. “A little,” he admitted. She rolled her eyes, still facing the balcony. “This is where a gentleman offers warmth. Maybe a hot drink. Or, you know... human decency.” “You rejected the jacket and the blanket. Can’t save you from yourself.” She opened her mouth to sass back, “Unbelievable.” Before she could finish being annoyed, she felt him. He was behind her—close. His body heat rolled into her back like a slow, deliberate wave. She gasped softly, more out of surprise than cold. His hands slid into hers with quiet certainty, wrapping them up gently. Then, his arms circled around her waist, pulling her lightly against him. Her breath caught as his chest pressed warmly against her back, the thin fabric of her top doing nothing to shield her from the way his warmth spread over her skin. “Dhruv!” she gasped, her voice half protest, half flustered mess. Her words scrambled as he leaned a little closer, breath grazing the side of her neck. “Better?” he asked, low and completely unaffected.
Abishaa · 44.3k Views