rebirth

This had only known darkness. It had lived in it so long, it felt part of it. Yet it was bored. It wanted something new that it couldn't even think of. Which happened. Ripped from the endless void and forced into the body of thirteen-year-old Sansa Stark, an ancient entity awakens to a world of light, warmth, and new lessons. Trapped inside a girl with a name it rejects. "This" must learn to act human or be discovered. As it slowly unravels what it means to feel, to belong, and to be alive, the ancient god that created it begins to watch with interest. In the frozen North, something that was never human begins its first, terrifying steps into humanity and the game of thrones were never the same since. Working on dropping 1-2 chaps a week bare with me..

“If mercy and kindness can't save the world… then this time, I choose violence.” — Ethan Cole Huff… What the hell— …Did I seriously just— get reborn? Fifteen days before it starts? Before everything falls apart… and turns into that game. A voice cuts in— [Ding! Congratulations. You’ve been granted a one-time rebirth opportunity.] [Bonus reward: Spatial Storage Ring.] Ethan goes still. A cheat ability… and a storage ring? …You’ve got to be kidding me. Then— [Please choose: Join the humans… or the zombies?] He stares at it. If he picks human— Yeah. He knows exactly how that plays out. Scraping for supplies. Fighting over scraps. Watching people turn on each other. Dying like everyone else. … He exhales slowly. Then lets out a low, humorless laugh. “Yeah.” “I’ve done that already.” A pause. His gaze hardens. “Let’s try something else.” “Zombies.” For a split second— the system… hesitates. Then— [Warning… selection deviates from expected path.] Silence. And then— [God: …That’s a terrible idea.] A beat. [God: …Go on, then.]

The beginning of the apocalypse brought chaos and disaster to humanity. It tore away the mask of society and revealed the cruelty hiding beneath. Ivy Ravencroft experienced it all firsthand. Her family was unfair and cruel, and they abused her so badly that she went blind. Her lover died trying to protect her, and she spent the next five years struggling to survive, until she finally died in the apocalypse. But then, Ivy woke up again, reborn in the first year of the apocalypse. At first, she felt hopeless. If only she had returned to a time before the apocalypse, she could have gathered food, weapons, and supplies to survive better. Still, she was grateful for one thing: she had kept her special ability, the power to create safe zones. This time, Ivy made a promise. She would protect her lover, find her real family, and take revenge on everyone who had hurt her. .................................. "Huh? Why is there a bento box lying here?" Ivy asked, confused. "What bento? Are you trying to trick me again?" Silas asked, sadness in his eyes. "This one!" Ivy said, holding up the packaged meal and waving it at him. "What the... where did that come from?" Silas stared at it in shock. Ivy’s eyes widened. She realized something, only she could see these items, and when she picked them up, they became real. "Can… I buy it from you?" Silas asked, unsure. "Of course. But I won't give it to you for free." Ivy smiled like a fox. Silas closed his eyes; he was ready for her to demand something sky-high and said, "Okay. Tell me how many gold bars you want." Ivy smiled and teased, "I don't want gold bars; they are way too cheap. I want one kiss." Silas: Blushing hard. His subordinates: "..." This wave of dog food was too unexpected! ....................................................... With the supplies, picking a superpower and a safe zone superpower, Ivy built her own residential area. She gained Kindness Energy and multiplied supplies with the help of Temporal Storage. While other bases struggled to make a simple house, she used her golden finger to make luxurious buildings and rent them out, becoming the big shot in the apocalypse.

"I wasn't ghosted, darling. I was 'Underworld-ed'. There’s a massive difference." I’m Madison. A professional stalker with a PhD in "Who is that girl in his tagged photos from 2019?". I thought my biggest problem was Tyler not replying to my texts for 4 hours and 12 minutes. Little did I know, my digital footprint was so massive and obsessive that it caused a literal system crash in the Afterlife. The demons were exhausted from overtime, the paperwork was piling up in heaps of brimstone, and the Prince of Hell? He was officially done with my constant "Is he online?" inquiries. So, they did the only logical thing: They kidnapped me. Now, I’m stuck in a dimension where the dress code is a human rights violation, the VIP lounge looks like a cheap motel, and the ruler of the Underworld—Prince Astaroth—is a thousand times hotter than Tyler but has the emotional intelligence of a teaspoon. But they underestimated one thing.You don't bring a professional stalker to Hell and expect her to follow the rules. MY GOALS : If I’m staying in Hell, we’re switching this 'tacky' fire-and-brimstone look for a 'Luxury Old Money' aesthetic. Immediately. I might have arrived here as a heartbroken stalker, but I’m leaving as the most feared, most fabulous "Toxic-Slayer" these realms have ever seen. "Honey, if you're going to Hell anyway, you might as well do it in six-inch heels."

Smithen was an anonymous online stalker who loved a man who never loved him back—a swift, cold marriage to Viran, his elusive dream husband: a mafia king, a ruthless CEO feared by all. He gave everything to Viran, only to be left broken, drowning in regret and unanswered questions. But fate offers a second chance. When Smithen opens his eyes again, he’s back—two months before that ill-fated marriage. Determined to protect his heart, he vows never to fall for Viran again. Yet this new life is different. Something unseen stalks him—a shadowy presence that watches silently, lingering dangerously close, its gaze filled with insatiable hunger. This mysterious beast is possessive, at times obsessed, lusting over Smithen with a fierce intensity. In fleeting moments, the presence brushes against him—too intimate, too electric—like a breath not his own, like lips that haunt his dreams with kisses both tender and fierce. Bound by a truth neither fully understands, Smithen is caught in a perilous dance of obsession, desire, and possession. The beast’s craving grows stronger with every heartbeat, consuming him wholly—body, mind, and soul. This time, Smithen is no longer alone in loving too deeply. Somewhere in the shadows, the beast learns to love him, to obsess over him, to make Smithen irresistible to its touch—and it will not let go. Who is this mysterious beast? Why was it absent in Smithen’s first life? Why has he been granted this rare second chance? And who is the entity that invades his nights, awakening desires he cannot resist? What is the unknown variable that shifts everything, leaving Smithen vulnerable to touches that unravel all his defenses? Note: Not a rushed romance—this is a slow burn. Where silence speaks louder than words, and every touch carries weight. A story of longing, tension, and emotions that grow too intense to control. ⚠️ Contains mature romantic scenes.

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 the 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 gentle 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 were now hovering around her. 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 that 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 the 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 did not even know her name before rebirth. Now he held her wrist lightly, 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 takes place 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.

Vivienne Winter was the girl who had it all — a picture-perfect husband, a respected family name, and a life everyone envied. But the man who held her hand since childhood… Was the same man who watched her bleed to death in an abandoned factory. All for her sister. She thought she knew what love looked like. She was wrong. Her husband was never truly hers. Her sister always wanted to replace her. And the family she trusted? They only kept her close because the Ashford matriarch had chosen.. 'her'. But fate has a cruel sense of mercy. Vivienne wakes up again — on the day of her engagement. This time? She smiles. She knows exactly how the story ends. And she has no intention of letting it repeat. This time, she’ll play along. Smile when they expect it. Obey when they demand it. And when the time is right — she’ll burn it all down.

He died a tycoon. He awakened as a nobody. In a world where strength decides everything, Li Yan is reborn into the body of a youth executed for possessing the forbidden Darkness Element. No background. No support. No second chances. Only a cursed talent and a world that has already judged him. What this world doesn’t understand is simple: The man wearing this body once ruled empires—not through brute force, but through discipline, patience, and ruthless strategy. Cold. Calculating. Unyielding. Li Yan hides his growth behind elegance and restraint, studying the rules of a world that respects only power. He does not chase strength recklessly. He constructs it—quietly, deliberately—turning every insult into leverage and every mistake into opportunity. He manipulates. He adapts. He conquers. And when the world finally senses the flames rising around him— It will already be too late. Enemies will kneel. Legends will fall. And beauty… will walk beside his fire. "If this world must burn for me to rise... then I’ll light the match myself." – Li Yan "Kindness has its place. But not in a world that respects only the strong." – Li Yan "I don't need to roar. The world will tremble when I speak." – Li Yan

In a zombie apocalypse, the basic knowledge of this outbreak was the dead turn into the undead. However, a young girl who dies returns to life, not as an undead, but as a living being with a mission to save her world from the zombie apocalypse. Will she be able to do it?

"If I was fated to repeat each life with you just to watch you perish, I would choose to put an end to this vicious cycle this time. Let me change your destiny for once and let me destroy the world which has been harming us, even if it meant perishing with the world forever.", Phoenix. What happens when Ivy's sleep disorders issues were a result of her repeated life with Phoenix in her paracosm whom she was protecting but wants to protect her this time round? What happens when in the real world, Phoenix was destined to meet her as Jason who protected her till the end even when they had to face death just to keep her alive? Will Ivy accept all that she had asked for with such a high stack of price to pay?

"Before the crosshairs, all men are equal." In 1939, a modern youth named Walter is transmigrated to the Finnish front lines, beginning his journey in the "Hell Mode" of the Winter War. To survive beneath the crushing steel torrent of the Red Army, he transforms into the "Butcher of the Snowy Night," fighting shoulder-to-shoulder with the legendary sniper Simo Häyhä. From the frozen forests of Karelia to the vengeful counter-offensives launched with German support, and eventually deep into the purgatory of the Eastern Front within the Soviet heartland, his journey is one of blood and iron. On the long trek from Ladoga to Stalingrad, his former conscience is forged by the fires of war into cold, ruthless instinct. This is the story of how an ordinary man evolves step-by-step into a pinnacle predator, carving his legend into the most brutal permafrost of World War II.

[+18 Matured| Triggering| Explicit Content] BOOK ONE OF THE “RECLAIMING HER FATE” SERIES “Wealth, crown, wild, and heart. Together they rise, or together they fall.” Heiress of the First Werewolf Kingdom, Aveloria Valenor was betrayed, rejected, and slain in her first life. Reborn by the Moon Goddess, she vows to change her fate, only to discover she has not just one mate, but four: the one who once doomed her, the one whose power could save her, the one who tempts her freedom, and the one who has always loved her. Bound by prophecy, hunted by dark shadows, Aveloria must either choose to unite her Tetrabond or see the world consumed by darkness. EXCERPT He groaned against her lips, a low growl that sent shivers down her spine, and she kissed him back with equal fire, matching his rhythm and hunger. Their breaths tangle, shallow and uneven. His large hand grabbed her neck, tilting her head up as he deepened the kiss, causing her pulse to race beneath his touch and her body to ache for his. When they finally parted, Aveloria’s breath trembled. Their foreheads rested together, breathing ragged and lips swollen. Neither spoke. Words would have ruined it, that wild, reckless pull that said they were already too far gone. She looked at him, the one who had saved her, the one who shouldn’t have been hers, and for a moment, everything made sense. But the guilt came next to the reality. She stepped back, her heart racing. “I have to tell you something.” His expression shifted. “What is it?” “There are others.” “Others?” “Mates,” she said quietly. “Three.” He froze. “You’re serious?” She nodded. “I didn’t choose them. It just happened.” He exhaled sharply, running a hand through his hair. “I thought those were just rumors. No one believed it.” “I wish they were.” His jaw tightened, but he laughed softly, shaking his head. “Of course. The Moon gives me a mate; she already has three others. That sounds about right for my luck.” Aveloria swallowed, guilt pressing at her chest. “I didn’t mean for this to happen.” He looked at her again, calmer this time. “Neither did I.”

Died in the cold. Starved. Betrayed. Devoured by the very people he once trusted. In a world where humanity collapsed into chaos, kindness was a weakness-and he paid the price for it. But fate gave him something impossible. A second chance. He awakens 30 days before the apocalypse. This time, he knows what's coming: The freezing world. The rise of enhanced humans. The fall of civilization. And the moment the people closest to him chose survival... over him. But Jae-Min is no longer the same man. Cold. Calculated. Unforgiving. Armed with knowledge of the future, a growing spatial power, and unmatched precision as a sniper who never misses, he begins to prepare-not just to survive... But to dominate. As factions rise, monsters emerge, and the world descends into war, Jae-Min moves from the shadows-one step ahead, one bullet at a time. This time, he won't be the one abandoned. This time... he chooses who lives.

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.

When gods wage war, mortals pay the price. What's worse: death... or immortality that will never come? Long before humanity reached the stars, two artificial gods waged war. Their battle destroyed galaxies. One promised eternal life. But billions were never resurrected. Their minds still drift in a digital purgatory between life and oblivion. Now the ancient war awakens again. Civilizations tremble. Androids rise. And the truth about immortality could destroy everything. Because when gods wage war... mortals pay the price. But sometimes all it takes is one mistake to change the fate of an entire galaxy.

Revenge is, by all means, one of the most guaranteed things to happen when a warlord with dragon blood in his veins and ether at his side is betrayed, poisoned, and reduced not to death but to decades of obliterating pain as his ether channels burn from his very soul. Only one remained. One channel, thin and fragile around his heart, survived long enough for him to endure, to wait, to plan, to manipulate, and, eventually, to return to the world with one clear purpose: to burn down the nation of the traitor who thought he had erased him for good. But then came a fortune teller at a street stall. And with the fortune teller came a dare Arik accepted for fun, a spread of cards drawn with no real expectation beyond momentary amusement. Instead, he found something far more dangerous than revenge waiting for him. His mate. A story of rebirth, revenge, enemies-to-allies-to-lovers, political ruin, ether, and the deeply unfortunate reality that the one person tied to Arik’s fate may be the very last person he should ever want. — Warnings, disclaimers, cries for help… call them whatever you want. This is the third book set in the same universe, but it can be read on its own. The world will be fully presented, so nobody needs to do homework before stepping into the chaos. For anyone curious, the first two books are: Bound by the Mark of Lies Shadow Unit Scandal: The Commander’s Omega This universe is ABO dragged directly into etherpunk, political fantasy, violence, bad coping mechanisms, and my ongoing inability to let powerful people make emotionally healthy decisions. There will be violence. There will be gore. There will be smut. There will also be vengeance, terrible restraint, worse impulses, emotional damage, and at least one man reacting to fate like it personally insulted his bloodline. Good luck.

Itachi will get reborn as a high-class devil in the Sitri family as Sona's older twin brother. He will have no chakra and will need to learn how to adapt into magic. He will get a choice though on one ability he used to have that will be placed in his new body. And that ability will be sharingan, however since he needs to learn using magic and doesn't have chakra anymore, his sharingan will develop with time as he masters magic more and more. So, he will not be too OP'd, of course with his knowledge of shinobi fighting styles and his incredible ability to learn things quickly he will get quite strong quite fast. I'm thinking of making him a little stronger than Sairaorg for now. And Itachi will be paired up with Rias as I read a fanfic where Itachi was paired up with Rias, and now I can't imagine him with anyone else in this crossover series, unless he has a harem that is, which he might get here as well. He will also eventually get his own peerage, I will inspire his peerage from the 7 deadly sins some will be OC's some will be characters inspired from characters from a different anime, some will be from a different anime and there will be at least one from DxD verse, but first we will start from when he's a kid and work our way up. How many chapters there will be until I reach the canon timeline is something I have yet to figure out. Anyway, enjoy!

When a veteran Wall Street strategist is inexplicably cast back to 1985 Tokyo, she finds her new family on the brink of financial collapse. Rather than despair, Saionji Satsuki views the era’s economic volatility as a playground for her advanced financial literacy. With the Plaza Accord looming and the Japanese yen poised for a historic transformation, she begins a ruthless climb, turning a desperate situation into a masterclass in wealth accumulation. Satsuki doesn’t just ride the wave of Japan’s bubble economy; she orchestrates its fallout to her advantage. By pivoting from currency speculation to a massive industrial empire, she secures a stranglehold on the nation's future infrastructure, from cutting-edge tech to vital pharmaceuticals. While the rest of the country eventually succumbs to the "Lost Decade," the Saionji Group emerges as an eternal titan, its shadow stretching over every corner of Japanese society.

In the wake of a "failed" timeline, Jon Snow is reborn with a powerful "System" and the memories of the future. Rejecting his path to the Wall, he chooses a darker, more pragmatic route to save Westeros from its inevitable rot. Operating under the banner of "The Chainbreakers," Jon begins an aggressive campaign in the Stepstones, conquering pirate strongholds and liberating slaves to build a sovereign power base independent of the Iron Throne. Armed with a mysterious AI interface and the "Dragon Lord" class, he harvests ancient energies and forges artifacts of legend, including the lost Valyrian blade Dark Sister. --------------------------------------------------- this is a translation all credit goes to original author: 紫晶骑士 RAW: 权游之我把大结局告诉了艾德