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Transmigrated as Furina, in the Naruto world

From Furina, starting the water-style domination of the ninja world [Furina + Naruto + Transformation + Single+ Bad Woman + Everyone's Idol + Genius] By some unexpected twist, she transmigrated into the Naruto world and actually became the popular character from her previous life's game Furina. The three seafood creatures she came with could only be kept as pets for viewing, nothing more. She originally thought she could just laze around, eat and wait for death as a useless slacker, letting the protagonist save the world. But unexpectedly, she activated the "Popular System." As long as viewers from another world liked her, she could gain Affection Points to add stats and level up. And when it came to being liked... this was truly right up her alley, a perfect fit for her expertise. "Naruto, I believe you can definitely become Hokage. From the moment you spoke of this dream..." "Sasuke, although I haven't gone through the same experiences and can't fully empathize, no matter if it's revenge or anything else, I will support you because we're comrades!" With her superb "acting skills" {though deep down she genuinely felt this way}, Furina naturally became the darling of the audience. But as time passed, gradually, the viewers suddenly realized that their gentle, understanding white moonlight had something a bit off about her. "The strongest 'Water Release' Tobirama Senju? He's just a mortal born in an era without me." "Uchiha Madara, what a delightful battle. I hope you can keep dancing a little longer." And this massive contrast between her before and after didn't make the audience uncomfortable at all instead, they liked her even more. ...... Furina: It's really not easy to make people hate me~ === Advance chapters: patreon.com/ReruoIzayoi
Reruo · 1.3m Views

Ghost in the palace

Ananya never expected death to bring her into another life. One moment, she was running her parents’ restaurant in the modern world. The next, she opened her eyes in silk robes, surrounded by hostile stares — the Queen Consort of the empire. But this body was cursed in everyone’s eyes. The Emperor loathed her. The mistress laughed at her. And the court whispered behind her back. Only she wasn’t truly alone. > “Finally, someone can see us!” “What kind of Queen Consort are you, so calm even with ghosts in your chamber?” “Shut up, Wei Rong, let her breathe. She looks like she’s about to faint.” Three ghosts — a stoic scholar, a brash general, and a mischievous noble girl — lingered at her side. They were invisible to all but her. And with them, she learned to survive the poisonous palace. When rumors spread that she was cursed, Ananya stood before the empire’s court. Instead of tears, she offered proof. Instead of fear, she offered dignity. > “If Heaven believes I am cursed, let the fire and smoke betray me. I will not hide.” And Heaven sided with her. Outside the palace, crises struck — starving soldiers, missing supplies, merchants growing fat from stolen grain. Inside, Lady Zhen, the Emperor’s favored mistress, grew bolder by the day, flaunting her beauty and mocking Ananya’s quiet grace. > “Sister, do you still dream of winning His Majesty’s heart? Look at you — plain, dull, unworthy.” “If simplicity is a crime, then let it be mine,” Ananya answered, unshaken. The Emperor indulged Lady Zhen openly… but in the silence of night, he tasted Ananya’s food, lingered at her table, and found himself unsettled by her calm. > “This is not palace fare,” he muttered. “It is lighter,” Ananya replied softly. “Easier to sleep after.” Step by step, conspiracy thickened. At a grand banquet, a poisoned cup was placed in Ananya’s hand. But a ghost’s laugh echoed in her ear — and the cup was swapped. A dancer collapsed instead. From that night on, the Emperor’s gaze changed. He began to notice the woman who never begged for favor, never fought for attention, yet always endured. Still, war brewed at the borders. Betrayals reached even the throne. Assassins crept through the palace halls. And the one person who seemed weakest became the calm at the center of the storm. Through whispered secrets, mischievous hauntings, and quiet resilience, Ananya carved her place in the empire. She would not simply survive. She would rise. And the Emperor who once despised her would one day whisper only her name.
Ashima_Mahajan_ · 247.7k Views