rebirth

Seven ancient rings. Seven chosen bearers. Seven truths powerful enough to change reality itself. But the rings were never meant to awaken again. And when the final ring awakens, the truth will no longer stay hidden. Because some destinies are not written by fate. They are rewritten by those brave enough to defy it.

Anna thought her life ended the moment she saw her husband, Daniel Clafford, in the arms of her sister. She had already lost her unborn child something Daniel never even noticed and now, with her last shred of hope shattered, she decided to leave quietly. But fate was cruel. Before she could walk away, she was pushed off the balcony of the Clafford estate. Only… she didn’t die. When she opened her eyes again, she was back on the day of her wedding, her sister having run away and Anna forced to take her place as the replacement bride. This time, Anna swore things would be different. No love. No expectations. No more foolish devotion to a husband who only brought her heartbreak and cold indifference. Yet something is wrong. The Daniel of this life isn’t the same man she remembers. He refuses to ignore her, refuses to let her go, and most shockingly—refuses to divorce her. “I’m telling you, Anna. Stop bringing divorce into our conversations,” Daniel warned, his voice taut. His heart ached, but seeing her unyielding expression made his resolve crumble. With trembling hands, he cupped her face and whispered: “Please… give me a chance. I promise I’ll love you right this time.” But Anna only laughed bitterly. To her, Daniel Clafford was still the same man—wicked, calculating, dangerous. He married her with a motive. And now he dared beg her to stay? Dream on, Daniel Clafford. Because this time… Anna was determined to make him taste his own medicine.

Tang Rulin is a man of two faces. By day, he’s the untouchable "Acting Shizun" of Wuji Feng, embodying the elegant composure of his master. By night, he’s a self-wallowing danmei addict, hate-reading novels about "shameless disciples" and "tragic masters." He uses his knowledge of bad fiction as a shield, convinced his newest junior, the handsome Wei Hanmo, is a "Pure Lotus" protagonist here to seduce the master and ruin his life. But Rulin’s paranoia has a blind spot. Wei Hanmo isn’t here for a romance; he’s a reincarnator fueled by a blood debt, determined to destroy the sect from the inside out. When a joint-training expedition forces the duo into proximity, alongside a yapping, boundary-less disciple from another peak, the stage is set for disaster. As Rulin meticulously builds a "wall of chaperoning," obsessed with preventing a romantic cliché, he fails to notice the chilling shift in Hanmo's gaze. The only thing more dangerous than a fictional trope is the man who has decided the protector, not the master, is his only obsession. In a world where reality mimics the fiction he despises, Tang Rulin is about to learn that he is the main character of a tragedy he never saw coming.

Maris D. Luna was never meant to exist. Born from the union of the legendary Marine “Hero” Vice Admiral Monkey D. Garp and a mysterious woman from another world, her very existence is a secret powerful enough to shake the seas. Hidden on a forgotten island in the East Blue, she was raised by magical beings in harmony with the wind, waves, and ancient forces long forgotten by mankind. Her childhood was one of freedom and wonder, far from pirates, Marines, or the World Government—but the sea is a calling that cannot be ignored. As Maris grows, the currents of destiny draw her beyond her hidden home, into a world of rival crews, legendary creatures, and mysteries that span both science and magic. Forming the Gale Serpents, a crew bound by skill, loyalty, and secrets, Maris faces challenges that test her courage, her choices, and the limits of her powers. With the blood of a Marine hero and the legacy of another world running through her veins, she must decide who she truly is… before the truth of her birth catches up to her, and the oceans themselves demand an answer. Between worlds, beneath the waves, a legend begins.

Three hundred years ago, a summoned Hero saved the world. No second Hero is coming. The gods have vanished. The dead refuse to stay dead. Dragons rule the skies. And humanity’s last fortress is hours from annihilation. Strategos Midas, chosen vessel of the Lightning God, fights until the very end. He watches the woman he loves die. He watches the walls crumble. He watches the world burn. And he fails. The storm in his veins cannot change fate. Lightning cannot save a dying world. The enemy commander is immortal. The curse of despair spreads like a plague. And the war was lost long before this final battle began. But death is not the end. If the gods have abandoned humanity, Midas will force them to answer. If fate demands sacrifice, he will strike it down. And if Genesis itself condemns this world... He will become the storm that breaks it. Dark epic fantasy. Gods who fail. A protagonist who refuses to.

Once, a body alone ruled the Three Realms. No techniques. No divine arts. Only the absolute peak of Body Cultivation. They called it the Supreme Immortal Body. Then it vanished without warning, leaving the heavens confused, the worlds unsettled, and countless experts arguing over whether it had ever truly existed. It should have remained a forgotten legend. Unfortunately, it did not.

Lin Yu transmigrated into the Douluo Continent, and at first, he could only sigh in frustration for not having a golden cheat. But unexpectedly, his cheat finally appeared—dragging everyone in the Douluo Continent into its grasp! On that day, every single person was pulled into a livestream Q&A room with rewards. From then on, they were forced to watch the stream regularly and answer questions. 【Ah Yin】: What? My son is already dead? And now another soul is occupying his body? 【Bibi Dong】: Yu Xiaogang, I never thought you approached me with ulterior motives… You disgusting, hypocritical man! 【Qian Renxue】: Don’t you dare broadcast anything about me! 【Deep Sea Demon Whale King】: Hah! The Sea God is nothing but an ungrateful fool who loves labeling others. 【Meng Shu】: Lin Yu, as long as you give me the Dragon Essence, I’ll marry my granddaughter to you! 【Yu Yuanzhen】: Don’t fight me for it! Give me the Dragon Essence, and I’ll have my second son marry Erlong to you! …… Watching everyone in the livestream room going crazy, bribing and scheming for rewards, Lin Yu sneered with disdain. Thank you for the support, friends. If you want to read more chapters in advance, go to my Patreon. Read 40 Chapters In Advance: patreon.com/Canserbero10

“Director Matou, the magical effects in your fantasy film looked incredibly realistic! How did you pull them off?” “They were real magic,” Shinji replied without missing a beat. “Director Matou, your historical drama was praised for its uncanny accuracy. How did you manage that?” “I had direct consultation from the people who lived in that era.” “Director, in your tokusatsu films, why does the Ultraman-like hero always use Bajiquan in combat?” “Well, that’s because the actor playing him is none other than the founder of Bajiquan himself.” “Director Matou, why do the female leads in all your films look so… similar? Especially all those Arturia actresses with the same name and face?” “That, my friend, is a long story. And it all begins with a certain mushroom-headed man—” “......” . . . . . Shinji Matou. A prodigious talent in the world of film, a renegade magi who defied the orthodoxy of the Clock Tower, and an eccentric summoner who had long since stopped pretending to get along with his own Servant. A director who blended modern cinema with ancient magecraft. A magus who saw the silver screen as a new kind of reality marble. He stood boldly before a press conference filled with journalists, film critics, and confused magi alike. “I am the greatest Master among Directors—and the greatest Director among Masters!” He declared it like a line straight out of his own movie, with all the pomp and confidence of a man who had rewritten the rules of both cinema and sorcery. The hall fell into an awkward silence. And then, in perfect unison, a thunderous cry echoed from behind the curtains— “SHUT UP AND GET LOST!” ×N A chorus of exasperated Servants, all fed up with his antics. Shinji didn’t flinch. He simply smirked, adjusted his director’s beret, and turned back to the flashing cameras. "Good! Now let’s roll the cameras! Scene one—reality itself."

Content Warning: Contains mature themes that may be unsuitable for underaged readers. Excerpt Ragnar finally looked up. His eyes roamed her face, then dropped lower and lingered just a second too long. “Careful, princess. Keep taunting me like that and I’ll start thinking you like our nightly sparring.” “And if I did?” Her voice was soft now. Almost playful. “Would you stop pretending that you don't like it when I challenge you?” He rose from his seat slowly until he stood toe to toe with her. “Tell me something, Circe.” She tilted her chin up. “What?” “If I kissed you right now… Would you slap me, stab me, or kiss me back?” Her breath hitched. “That depends.” “On?” “How good the kiss is.” A pause. Something hummed between them, something neither of them dared name. Ragnar’s gaze dropped to her mouth. “Do you want me to find out?” She smiled, slow and wicked. “Make it worth the risk.” **** She was forced to marry the man who led the attack on her people. After her father is murdered, Circe is forced to leave her home and become a prisoner of the enemy. When she is taken to the enemy territory, she expects to be tortured physically in every way imaginable. But what she hadn't expected was for the vampire king to offer her up as a bride to his illegitimate son, the very same man that had her people slaughtered. It was a fate worse than torture. With her little brother's life on the line and with nowhere to run, Circe is forced to succumb to her fate. Right then she vowed in the name of her dead father to bring her husband to his knees. She would have her revenge, even if it meant destroying herself in the process. From the first time Prince Ragnar laid eyes on Circe, he knew she was going to be trouble. But trouble had never looked so intriguing. She was a puzzle he couldn't solve and that fact only drew him closer. Like a moth to a flame, she threatened to consume him. She would be his very own demise. Circe's presence in Lamora awoke something sinister, a malicious entity roaming the lands. From dusk till dawn, the streets of Lamora becomes engulfed in a strange fog and from within the voice of a woman can be heard. Anyone who wanders out at night when the fog comes, vanishes seemingly without a trace. Never to be found again. what happens when Circe's brother becomes a victim of this evil presence? What happens when Circe has no other choice but to team up with her husband, who she despises, in order to find the truth behind the disappearances and the evil magic plaguing their lands.

At 32, Seo-yeon has nothing. No degree. No career. No family. No future. Only manhwa. She reads stories about people who regress and fix their lives. She laughs at them. Because reality doesn't work like that. Until the night she decides to die. And wakes up... Seven days before she lost everything in her life.

The world ended not with monsters, but with human fear. Betrayed at the moment everything collapsed, he died powerless — watching others seize the future he never reached. Death should have been the end. Instead, he awakens at the beginning of the apocalypse, bound to a sword that does not grant power freely. Every strike demands a price. Pain. Blood. Something far more precious. In a world where strength decides survival, mercy becomes a liability. If power must be paid for, then he will choose how much of himself he is willing to lose — even if the blade devours him piece by piece. Because in the apocalypse, strength is never given. It is bought.

The sky fell. The timer hit zero. Everything ended. Soren watched it happen, standing there in the ruins of the seventh floor as meteorites tore through the clouds and obliterated everything he had spent years fighting for. The Hero's Party, humanity's last hope, reduced to ash in a single moment. His friend Aldric, dead somewhere in the final dungeon. Alicia, Marcus, Lyra, Elias, all of them gone. He had been the weakest member of the party. The strategist whose clever plans could not stop an apocalypse. Then he woke up. Years in the past, in his younger body, at an Academy he had once attended. The friends who would die were still alive. he had been given a second chance. Now Soren has awakened earlier than he should have, with a mysterious attribute that the system refuses to explain, and knowledge of every disaster that is about to come. his climb to the top has not even begun. This time will be different. This time, they will win. -------------- Hello everyone, Corporeal_ here , Its my first proper novel i know the synopsis sound really generic but i assure you that it will be anything but simple , so please read at least the first few chapter to determine how you feel about it. Its still my first novel so if you find any inconsistencies or issues in writing please leave a comment about it i will make sure to ready and fix everything if necessary you can expect a fairly reasonable development for all the character in the story not just the mc. Thankyou Looking forward to having you on this journey.

I transmigrated into the world of Douluo Continent, where martial souls reign supreme. However, my awakened martial soul turned out to be completely useless, without even a trace of soul power. Destined to be an ordinary and insignificant person for life. Fortunately, a cheat system activated at the right time. As long as I crafted a persona for myself, I could turn that persona's power into my own. If I fabricated the persona of having twin martial souls, then once everyone believed I had them, I would truly possess twin martial souls. If I created the persona of becoming a god in the future, then as long as the world believed it I would become a god! Thank you for the support, friends. If you want to read more chapters in advance, go to my Patreon. Read 40 Chapters In Advance: patreon.com/Cortez10  

The familiar thin figure standing at the door of the house. He wore a yellow and black checkered haori and his dark red hair was tied into a high ponytail, which was unusual. His hands holding a katana he had never seen before. That was the sight that greet Tanjiro coming home. His father, Kamado Tanjuro. Facing a man, whom Tanjiro had never seen before, wearing a black suit and small top hat. The black-suited man has a look of horror on his face. As if he had seen a Demon. --- --- --- Disclaimer: Demon Slayer is not mine. This fanfic is a translation. Enjoy Reading! Read up to 20 more chapter in my pa-treon! pa-treon.com/Siamus404 , just erase the hyphen. 

The ground swallowed him whole — and spat him out in 1933. A genius investment analyst from Modern world wakes up in the body of a 19-year-old Korean nobleman with one thing nobody else in history has ever had: the next 77 years of the future stored perfectly in his head. Every war. Every market crash. Every company that will one day rule the world. While the Japanese Empire tightens its grip on Korea and the world burns around him, Min-jae does what he does best — he invests, he builds, and he dominates. From a single flour mill to a global empire spanning steel, semiconductors, shipping, Finance, Real state and Hollywood studios and Create a chaebol known to world as Minsung Group. From a nobody nobleman to the most powerful private individual in human history. They will call him a genius. A visionary. A legend. Only he knows the truth — he just read the right books.

When an ordinary young man wakes up one morning, he finds himself reborn as a Riolu in the forests of Sinnoh—a body and world entirely alien, and a life far different from the one he knew. With no guidance but the enigmatic and seasoned Shinx, Miro, he must learn the ways of Pokémon and now a girl: how to walk, hunt, and survive in a world that is as beautiful as it is dangerous. But Rookie’s challenges go beyond the forest floor. The Pokémon around her are restless, and whispers of humans patrolling the nearby windmills—members of the mysterious Team Galactic—hint at unrest that could upend the balance of the forest. As Rookie begins to discover the hidden threads of aura that connect all Pokémon, she will have to navigate not only the physical demands of her new body but also the awakening of powers she never imagined.

[Warning: Contains Hypnosis, Rapist MC] [NO NTR] [Enhancement successful. Congratulations to the host for obtaining God-level Hypnosis Skill Proficiency (Pseudo).] Although having a system was a fortunate thing, being inexplicably brought into a new environment was another matter. What if he could not adapt to some foreign lands? What if some worlds of cultivating immortals were incomplete? He was already a thirty-year-old man—was he supposed to fawn over others? Zhao Tianhao’s pride would not allow him to do that.

[Warning: Contains Incest, R*pist MC] [NO NTR] Reincarnated into the Three Kingdoms era with a system in tow, Lu Ming now finds himself as none other than Dong Zhuo’s nephew! Gaining power and rising through the ranks thanks to the system, and then, in a drunken stupor, raping his mother, the beast within him seemed to have been unleashed, becoming increasingly frenzied. He, who had previously been rather celibate, now coveted the women around him, craving more.

My life took yet another turn when my mind was broken into dust. I was mended by a veritable miracle that granted my Damon to get back. Number four was now the whole new version of him. Our life, as perfect as it seems, showed me cruelty when three of my cubs died. Pack had lost something. Destiny took us apart only to get together in the new way of life.

A young man who has accepted his own mediocrity arrives on the Dou Qi Continent. Will he continue to remain ordinary — or defy fate and change his destiny? No system. He grows stronger through rationally arranged opportunities and perseverance... --- This is a Translation. --- Raw: 斗破之重生柳席 ---