transmigration

One look to learn. Two looks to master. Ren Isana was summoned to a world where spiritual energy has returned, monsters roam the streets, and spatial rifts lead to dangerous alternate dimensions. But he wasn’t summoned by a god or a king—he was summoned by his own parallel self: a depressed orphan who sacrificed his existence just to bring Ren into this “giant cesspool” of a world. However, the sacrifice wasn’t in vain. Ren awakened the Eyes of Insight, a legendary talent from another world. Whether it is the bone-shattering martial arts of a street-corner elder, the high-tier elemental spells of elite professors, or even the unique bloodline talents of his peers—Ren sees it all. Yukino Yukinoshita’s perfect physical control? Copied. Asuna Yuuki’s lightning-fast rapier speed? Mastered. Aria Valentia (Ais Wallenstein)’s divine wind magic? Replicated and improved. When a spatial rift opens to the legendary city of Orario, Ren doesn’t go to explore—he goes to dominate. Behind him stands a class of the world’s most famous “geniuses.” Ahead of him stand the gods themselves. As the newly appointed Captain of the Hestia Familia, Ren Isana is about to show the inhabitants of the Dungeon what happens when a mortal possesses the eyes of a god. “You call that a secret technique? Sorry—I learned it five seconds ago… and I think I do it better.”

I got isekai'd into Detective Conan's world with one advantage: I've seen all the episodes. Now I solve cases before the "genius" detectives even start. They call it cheating. I call it efficiency. Too bad the criminals are starting to catch on. And by catch on, I mean literally trying to kill me for spoiling their murders. Support the story on patreon.com/WangLing338

Waking up in the Warring States period is a death sentence. Waking up as an Uchiha during the height of their bloody feud with the Senju is even worse. My name is Gen. Adopted into the main family, I spend my days navigating a minefield. My older cousin, Madara, is a legendary prodigy carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders. My younger cousin, Izuna, looks at me like he wants to slit my throat—mostly because he can’t beat me in a spar. But they aren't my biggest problem. Sealed inside my mind is an entity—a rigid, demanding construct that calls itself a 'System.' It wants blood. It wants conquest. It threatens absolute erasure if I don't follow its script to become a tyrannical overlord. But throwing my life away on the front lines is a fool's errand. If this thing wants a mastermind to rule from the shadows, I’ll give it one—but on my own terms, in my own time, and with a court of my own making.

Jin Mian, an unemployed college graduate, died in a car accident and transmigrated to the Douluo Continent, becoming the grandson of Jin E, the Second Elder of the Spirit Hall. Orphaned and without any cheats, he survived quietly until the age of six, when his martial soul awakened and the system finally descended. His first reward was a god-level martial soul, Miris. After evolving into Radiant Miris, Jin Mian forged his own divine path, comprehended true light, and stepped onto the road of becoming the God of Light. As for Tang San? In this life, he exists for only one reason—to be completely crushed.

At first, I just wanted to leave a good impression on Kushina, because little girls are easy to trick, and I, Ryun, was greedy for the Uzumaki sealing technique in her hands. Later, I set my sights on the Nine-Tails’ power sealed within her. Every few days, I’d look for an excuse to check her seal and touch her belly… And then, later… I admit, I became greedy for her body! Uchiha Ryun: “Sorry, Minato, but you’d better find Naruto another mom. Kushina said she’s only marrying me…” ------------ Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/atomelectron (100 chapters in advance).

A guy dies and wakes up in the world of Rosario + Vampire with nothing but the Chaos Gacha system in his head. This is a weak-to-strong fanfic where every ability, power, and item he gains is decided purely by the roll of the Chaos Gacha. Only the truly broken abilities that would ruin the story get rerolled, but everything else is fair game. There'll be a harem (not too big), genuine romance, and quite a bit of action. Follow Kai as he tries to survive and grow stronger in a school full of monsters. If that sounds like something you'd enjoy, give it a shot, and I hope you enjoy the ride. I own nothing except my original character. The Chaos Gacha system was created by Bronzdeck (you can look it up). You can also support me and read advanced chapters (Up to 10, with 2 already available) at [email protected]/AMV_WEAKLY

After a simple extraction mission, Kenneth makes a dire mistake that wipes out his entire team. Left alone and bleeding out, Kenneth has no choice but to pray to a higher being in hopes of getting a second chance at life. Luckily for him, his prayers are answered as he finds himself in the body of a man who has the same name as him! Now, faced with a strange world he is unfamiliar with, all he can do is follow the previous owners' wishes to enter the infamous military academy Toleran and become a renowned Anchor. The problem is finding a Striker to pair with. In comes Lucien Saint-James, the captain of the third division and a high-class Striker with whom he has the highest compatibility. The problem is, whenever Lucien is around, he gets this uncontrollable urge to bring him to his knees, not to mention that he doesn’t care for his arrogant attitude either. Now, Kenneth faces a dilemma. If he ever hopes to make it out of this academy alive and realize the dreams of the original Kenneth, he will have to suck up his pride and learn to hide his urges if he wants to make it out in one piece. Oh, and did he mention he had to deal with monsters and mystical beasts too?! ****************************************** Excerpt: “Kiss me.” Kenneth blinked. “What—“ “You heard me. Do it. Now.” Anger flashed in his eyes yet his body moved before his brain could tell him to stop. He reached for the Striker and their lips met. Kenneth poured his energy into Lucien, filling the barren pit inside his mind, giving him enough juice to keep going. The two pulled away, and Lucien’s steely eyes met his, holding him in place. “You always look like you hate anchoring me, but then you get that blissful look on your face that screams ‘I want more’. It’s cute.” Kenneth felt an unbearable urge to slap the smug smile off his face. But since now wasn’t the time to commit acts of violence against his pair. He held himself back. He would deal with him properly later. “Eat shit, captain.” Was all he said before sending him off. ****** A guideverse story with a little twist, hot and cold romance with a whole lot of slow burn (emphasis on burn because the MC refuses to admit his feelings, the stubborn fool). TW: Trauma, survival’s guilt, and violence

Transmigrating back to 2010, a 215 cm–tall center awakens with Allen Iverson’s innate talent right from the start. From that moment on, everything changes. Blazing speed. Unreasonable three-pointers. Butterfly-like drives through traffic. Acrobatic, highlight-reel finishes. A generation-defining super center emerges out of nowhere—one who doesn’t just dominate the league, but single-handedly ushers in his own version of the “small-ball era.” “Is Blake Su the strongest center in the NBA?” When reporters posed the question, Jordan gave his assessment: “Illogical three-pointers. Lightning-fast speed. Drives like a butterfly weaving through defenders. Spectacular finishes at the rim…” “But,” others argued, “Blake Su is strong, no doubt. Still, aside from his height fitting the center position, nothing else does. That alone doesn’t make him the strongest center.” Faced with the controversy, Blake Su could only respond helplessly: “I really am a center.”

Even if you’ve never watched The Walking Dead, you can still enjoy this story! 【Realistic Apocalypse + The Walking Dead Setting + Independent Protagonist】 【Base Building + Survival + Adventure | 】 After transmigrating into the world of The Walking Dead, she becomes the younger sister of Leah from the Reapers—someone who was supposed to die before even appearing in the story. Calista seems to have drawn the worst possible script… a doomed background character. But that’s fine. The situation is still salvageable. The first thing she does after waking up? Cling to the Reapers and secure their protection. While Rick’s group is still struggling with questions of morality and humanity, Calista is already rebuilding order through sheer force. The Governor dares to provoke her? Bombard him. The Whisperers? Erase them. The Commonwealth and CRM? Move aside. Rick stares at his shabby camp in confusion. “Why is everyone running to her side?” Negan flicks the blood off Lucille as the gates of Rock Fortress slowly open behind him. “Damn… because following her means you actually thrive.” Starting with the Reapers as her foundation, Calista rises from a winery stronghold to become a ruler of the apocalypse. From the United States… all the way to Europe. The original plot? Just a reference. From today onward, my territory will define the order of the new world. 【The protagonist is not a saint. She won’t follow or assist Rick’s group blindly. Their paths will cross, but she will build her own empire.】 (No system. Just the realistic rise of an ordinary person in the apocalypse.)

Uchiha Chiya was never a genius. Born into the prestigious Uchiha clan, he survived by staying cautious—never standing out, never taking initiative, never becoming a target. But when the Second Shinobi World War erupts and lives become nothing more than numbers, caution is no longer enough. During a high-level Konoha meeting, fate changes. Chiya awakens a system. His first mission? Intercept Tsunade. Complete missions. Unlock forbidden ninjutsu. Obtain bloodline limits. Grow stronger without limit. What began as survival soon becomes ambition. Unify the Uchiha. Consolidate Konoha’s power. Prevent the tragedies that history demands. If war is inevitable… Then he will rise above it. And if Konoha needs a Hokage strong enough to change its destiny— Uchiha Chiya will claim that seat himself.

Transmigrated into a chaotic Sengoku period where multiple anime worlds collide, Kobe Hikaru awakens as an undead Oni Samurai. Instead of a conventional system, he is bound to an Artifact Favorability System that allows him to gain powerful abilities and physical transformations by bonding with inanimate objects. From the bloodthirsty demonic blade Muramasa to ancient trees and stones, Hikaru's path to evolution is as bizarre as it is unstoppable. His journey truly begins when he inadvertently acquires the legendary Shikon Jewel and crosses paths with the peerless priestess, Kikyo. Forming an unlikely alliance, the pragmatic undead samurai and the pure shrine maiden fight back-to-back against hordes of youkai, ruthless mercenaries like the Band of Seven, and even immortal demons created by the elusive Kibutsuji Muzan. As Hikaru continuously maxes out the favorability of legendary items—including the demon-bone weapon Hiraikotsu—he evolves his demonic body far beyond its natural limits. In a world filled with ambitious warlords, sinister demon progenitors, and rival yokai factions like Nura Rihan's Night Parade of One Hundred Demons, Hikaru refuses to be a mere pawn. By stacking multiple mutations and mastering abilities like Bone Soul and Blood Transformation, this anomalous Oni Samurai will carve his own path, protecting those he cares about and ascending to become the ultimate Demon God. [Raw: 我们大妖怪就是这样的！] === CATEGORY & TAGS === Category: Fan-Fiction Tags: Transmigration, System, Anime Crossover, Undead Protagonist, Yokai, Action, Adventure, Magic and Swords, Weak to Strong, Comedic Undertone

I died after hearing that Elder Scrolls VI was delayed again. After opening my eyes, I woke up in a village that was blazing with fire and being attacked by a dragon. I realized that this place was Helgen I trying to save myself. Then I saw a woman lying down. I reflexively saved her and it turned out she was Dragonborn. (this is my first LN so if in the start is like shit just keep reading hehe. but in next chapter and so on its starting good and if not welp :( and if the lore is not exactly true to the real skyrim i am terrible sorry i already tried search trough reddit, youtube or wiki skyrim but if still wrong and again i am terrible sorry. oh yeah enjoy reading:) )

He was in his early twenties when the world decided to end for him. A computing prodigy, educated at MIT, someone who understood systems, patterns, and limits better than most. In his previous life, power didn’t come from fists, but from the mind — lines of code capable of shaping digital realities. Then he died. And was born again. Reincarnated into the DC Universe as a helpless baby, he grew up in a world where gods walk among humans, where vigilantes defy the impossible, and where power is rarely fair — or free. While others trusted destiny, chance, or inherited gifts, he trusted only one thing: process. Memory intact. Intellect intact. Ambition intact. From an early age, he understood a simple and cruel truth: in that world, those who do not grow are crushed. And so, far from the spotlight of the League, he began to build something forbidden — his own Artificial Intelligence, created not to save the world, but to optimize it. To make him stronger. More efficient. More prepared to survive among monsters, aliens, and symbols. While heroes were born from tragedy, he forged himself in silence. While villains sought external power, he engineered it from within. This is not the story of a chosen one. It is the story of someone who decided to become inevitable. Between code and chaos, science and superhumans, begins the rise of a man who does not believe in miracles — only in evolution. This story was inspired by a fanfiction I read years ago — a work I deeply admire and still reread to this day. Unfortunately, that story was never continued. This project is not a continuation, rewrite, or replacement of that original work. It is an independent story, created with its own plot, characters, and direction, merely inspired by the ideas and feelings that the original story left with me. Out of respect, I want to properly credit the source of my inspiration below: Original Story Title: Pyroclasm (Young Justice SI) Original Author: Fulcon Original Story Link: https://forums.spacebattles.com/threads/pyroclasm-young-justice-si.664558/ If you enjoyed this story, I highly recommend checking out the original work and supporting its author. Reader Notice If you like the story but don’t like harem: fuck off. This story has harem. If you like the story but don’t like gore: fuck off too. This story has gore. The tags are there. If you don’t like it, read the tags and don’t read the story. Simple as that. I’m not changing the story to please everyone. It was written this way from the start. If you want to read early chapters, they will be available on my Patreon. I’m not promising 10 or 20 chapters ahead — maybe just a few, maybe more later — but there will be early content there. I’m taking my time with this story because I want it to be good, not rushed. That takes time, revision, and proper development. If this kind of story is for you, welcome. If not, just move on. Simple. Criticism and comments are always welcome. Thank you, and enjoy your reading! If you'd like to support me and, as a bonus, read some chapters in advance, just become a member of my Patreon: https:/./www.patreon.com/cw/pararaio. Want to read the next chapters before everyone else? Now you can follow advanced chapters for free on my official website! In addition to accessing new content first-hand, you'll also find my other stories and future projects. Access here: [https://parallelworldverse.com/]

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.

[Weekly Goals] 999 Power Stones = 3 Bonus Chapters. 4500 Golden Tickets = 5 Bonus Chapters. 1 Magic Castle = 6 Bonus Chapters. [Discord Link] Discord: https://discord.gg/mXMRjzF Please check out my new book! https://www.webnovel.com/book/34709131300072805 I Just Wanted to Teach Cultivation, But Goddesses Keep Coming! Thank you! [WARNING: MATURE CONTENT 18+. No rape. No NTR. No Yuri] WebNovel Spirity Awards 2025 Entry Update Schedule Daily Updates: One chapter per day Power Stone Ranking Goals Top 100: Additional 1 chapter (release weekend) Top 50: Additional 2 chapters (release weekend) Top 25: Additional 3 chapters (release weekend) Top 10: Additional 4 chapters (release weekend) Top 1: Additional 5 chapters (release weekend) Please note that any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, real world events, or locales is purely coincidental and unintentional. The characters, places, and incidents portrayed in this work of fiction are products of the author's imagination. Discord: https://discord.gg/mXMRjzF I used AI-generated images for my characters. If any of them resemble known female characters from anime or fiction, please contact me privately on Discord and I'll replace said images. No copyright infringement is intended. Thank you!

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Executioner: A world filled with magic, God's, Goddesses and more. A fantasy world if you will, most would relish and prosper in a world such as this. Who would not want to live out their fantasies? Not Mikoto Yukio, a young boy with a simple life. A simple life he was content with as long as he had his family. But the world is an unfair place and he finds himself in this new absurd world with something special. Now he must search for a means to get back home and to the few people he held dear. How shall this unwanted journey unfold. Can he remain himself in such an unfamiliar place? -------------------- Knight: What could one do when all one believed in came crumbling down? When your very beliefs turned against you? When you spent your life serving those you thought worthy only to discover they were not. Serving the Gods was meant to be the greatest of honors, to be their knight, their sword. To do their bidding no matter what. But 'Dante' found his faith misplaced when the Gods waged the greatest and most terrible of wars. A war that ravaged the very universe, killing an untold amount. When faced with that, could one truly keep their loyalties? The knight could not. So he abandoned his name. He abandoned his face. And he abandoned his faith. But even so, there was that lingering belief in the new era. One that may pay off or be an even bigger betrayal. -------------------- Defier: The world was vast, filled with so many oddities that one would not know where to begin when searching. Be it magic, the lore of the Gods or a magical beast. You were free to wander and wonder. But he found this world dull. Grimm learned all there was already at a young age. Be it the advanced technology of his own nation or his own absurd prowess. His interest always waned much too quickly. So what was man with a thirst for knowledge to do but pursue that which interests him? But a vehement interest was more a danger than anything.

“You incompetent god! I should’ve been the Alpha with big di*k, not some pitiful Omega!” — Cherion’s death was… not heroic. Winning the lottery only to die of a heart attack five minutes later was the definition of cosmic irony. But fate wasn’t done laughing at him yet. He woke up inside a tragic omegaverse novel he once read, right in the body of the pitiful omega doomed to be rejected, humiliated, and die alone. Still, he thought, “Fine. I’ll just avoid the main plot.” Except the main plot avoided him. But the script suddenly changed! Instead of being cast aside, Cherion was married off to Zarius, the empire’s greatest war hero… and the man destined to become the villain everyone feared. A cursed Alpha, praised as a savior but fated to die by the Crown Prince’s hand. Married to the future villain? Doomed. Married to a cursed Alpha? Double doomed. No, no doomed at all! He had a plan. A brilliant, flawless, absolutely desperate plan… but still a plan! “I said I’ll help you break your curse. In exchange, you let me go. Do we have a deal or not? Or are you too insecure to trust an Omega?” “Careful, little Omega. That sharp tongue of yours is daring me to test how it tastes.”

Alex didn’t ask for a second life. But he’s definitely not complaining. In a world where women outnumber men, and loneliness is far more common than love, he finds himself surrounded by attention and affection he never had before. Warm smiles. Lingering touches. Quiet moments that slowly turn into something more. A slow life. A comfortable life. The kind of life Alex once dreamed of back on Earth. One where bonds grow naturally…and nothing is rushed. At least, that’s how it starts. Because beneath the soft moments and growing connections, something in this world feels… off. And the deeper he gets involved... The harder it becomes to walk away. After all… The goddess who brought him here didn’t do it out of kindness. She had a reason. And it’s not one she’s willing to tell him. ------------------->-

Every hero starts with power. He started with dust. One moment, the classroom buzzed with teenage chatter. The next, silence fell. Students blinked—and opened their eyes in an ancient hall carved from gold and marble. The air shimmered with divine magic. And at its center stood a goddess—flawless, proud, unbelievably beautiful and wrapped in flowing white. It was a divine summoning performed by a divine goddess. Among them was Vritra… and his stunningly beautiful mother. While others received blessings, powerful physiques and grand titles, Vritra was given a skill so pathetic it made even the goddess wrinkle her nose. An ability—so pitifully weak that it drew laughter, scorn, and even disgust. But that wasn't the worst part. Betrayed and cornered inside the labyrinth, Vritra had two choices: die… or fall into the death trap. A death canopy with no exit and no chance of survival, the only option was to slaughter the demons endlessly for months. Finally!! He forced his dormant skill to awaken, after killing thousands and hundreds of thousands demons and devouring them, becoming a broken ability. A dragon? A demon? What am I exactly? ****** White robes. Cold arrogance A sinful revenge. White robes can stain. And in the dark, even divinity can moan. And then there was his mo— guilt in her breath, shame in her eyes, whispering apologies between gasps in her son's ear, doing what had to be done… for both their sakes, giving birth to a morally wrong relation with him. ________________ Absolutely no NTR, none at all!!! No mother betrayal either!!! Discord: https://discord.gg/BUnnWjnWZw check out more- https://ko-fi.com/jin_moon Extra chapters based on response I receive, that's all for now, peace out!!