transmigration

One early spring day, Alum and his classmates fell victim to a spatial quake—descending to Lethren, a world filled with elemental magic and wonder. Yet, even with the supernatural, Alum remained aloof; whichever world—it didn’t matter. Monsters the form of man, beast, or abomination—it never changed. He knew he wasn’t always alone, but he never thought to have deserved such kindness. To those who gave him paint, now was the time to pay it back, especially in the vivid horrors of the new world—surviving the wilderness. Then, along the way, colors began to seep into the garden, blossoming greens, painting blues, and budding reds. His heart throbbed a funny way for the first time—he’d fallen in love with Amethely at first sight after arriving in the peaceful metropolis, Ilifel. Once, a girl, whom he did not know, revealed to be the Imperial Saint—Could I pursue this? He coolly contemplated, looking at the options. However, change could never be easy for someone like him. How long would it take for a newly rinsed blade to stain? — An elegant Saint with silver-gray hair and pink amethyst eyes was regarded as one of the most prominent light mages in the empire. A girl who was once always in the shadow of her sister, obsessed with research and the path of the sword, with a wish to carry on her late grandmother’s legacy—fell in love. He was a foreigner with soft golden eyes and jet-black hair—a somewhat clueless expression yet charming nonetheless. New to love, Amethely didn’t know what to do, but she knew she wanted to see him again. Thus, she hoped to run into him again, at the same place, at the same time.  This time, she wanted to know his name, and for him to know hers, so that one day, even if their love doesn’t blossom, that light would pierce into his ashen world. NOTE: This is rewritten from scratch so old chapters are gone, poff. But... since people sometimes ask me about it, here's the pdf for all of it, if you want the epub version just dm me or smt, dunno.  https://drive.google.com/file/d/1pm4kOijs5-CXcCJdU8-wvgPERkLaPrVD/view?usp=sharing Schedule: 25th Monthly

Transmigrated into the King of Fighters world, Cloud is under immense pressure. Rugal, Goenitz, Orochi, NESTS, Those from the Past... one boss after another, all lined up waiting for him to take them down. Everyone else is playing King of Fighters. Cloud is robbing King of Fighters! Iori Yagami's purple flames? Snatched—perfect for lighting cigarettes! Orochi's Sunshine of Radiance? Grabbed—great for drying laundry! Mai Shiranui's... intimate garments? Ahem. Those require careful study. Chizuru Kagura's sealing arts, Athena Asamiya's psychic powers, Kula Diamond's cryokinesis... King of Fighters, Fatal Fury, Samurai Shodown, Street Fighter, even the Marvel Universe—if it's powerful, if it's beautiful, he wants it all!

Kyle broke free. Sadly, punching the leader of a gang of thugs had consequences, and the leader's cronies would beat Kyle to death. But so what?! He didn't regret punching this guy even once! However, a powerful Magic Lady saved Kyle and then did something strange. She offered him a job. Apparently, he would have to go to a different world, a brutal realm where strength was the only law, and become its Overseer. A world where one person could fight thousands of people. A world where gigantic beasts broke mountains. And Kyle? He was just some random guy. He couldn't break mountains. Hell, he could barely fight a single guy, but what was he supposed to do? Reject the offer and get killed? Whether he liked it or not, he had to grow stronger, and while the beginning was tough, he actually found something he really enjoyed. His gigantic hammer. It was exhilarating when beasts exploded into chunks of flesh whenever he struck them. He loved turning boulders into rubble. With his hammer in hand, Kyle would forge a path of destruction through beast hordes and any ancient gods who dare stand in his way. And as his power grew, he became more and more involved in a war between two fundamentally different forces of nature. Join Kyle on his journey to become the Strongest Hammer God! -- Hammer starts at chapter 36 2 chapters every day. Join my Discord: https://discord.gg/EfePH46Aru

[Multiple female leads, please do not read if you dislike this style] In his first life, Qi Zhimu was a student of Ruan Mei. "You've completed your apprenticeship. Now, leave. I won't see you again until the research is finished." "Yes...teacher..." Qi Zhimu left alone, but did not go far, and went into seclusion in his old place. From then on, he only sent plum blossom wine every year and never bothered her. He died before Nguyen Mai could finish her forbidden research. Much later, when Ruan Mei stepped out of the research lab and learned of Qi Zhimu's death, she was suddenly struck by a realization— His shadow had long since filled her world... Only after uncovering the truth of the past did they realize that they had created it all with their own hands, yet they had also destroyed it all. In his second life, Qi Zhimu was Jingliu's master. "Master, why do you never even glance at me?" "Master, why is there no place for me in the softest part of your heart?" As she drew closer, she grew increasingly desperate, and gradually turned to the dark side. It wasn't until she witnessed Qi Zhimu's death that she understood— It turns out that the softest spot in Master's heart has always been himself. "Hehehe... Master, you've deceived your disciple so badly..." The third life... Qi Zhimu respects the law of life's cycle and faces each death with equanimity. Born open and honest, die with composure, unburdened by obsessions, untouched by sorrow. However, they, consumed by remorse and lifelong regret, did not think that way. ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ Read Ahead & Support Read up to 582 chapters ahead with daily updates at 02radnovel.com Connect & Updates: (Twitter) • x.com/02IsmetHQ Instagram • instagram.com/02novelofficial ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯

Read the auxiliary chapter. This isn't Chinese or AI, I wrote it. Chapters air Monday through Friday (5 chapters/week). //-// Synopsis: Rigel C. Black, formerly a simple construction worker, now the heir to the ancient Black family, with an infamous birth, a shrewish mother, and a father more dead than alive, lives a quiet life with his 'adorable' house-elf, Kreacher. Everything seemed to be just another reincarnation in the magical world. Rigel was ready to act as a bystander and pretend to root for both sides to maintain his little life during these turbulent times. Until a strange book appeared as soon as he touched his Hogwarts letter. Thus, Rigel became not just a character, but the writer of his own story, a story full of adventures... that's, if the strange book could lead the cynical and reserved Rigel to act beyond the four walls of his home. //-// [A/N: For future readers, each Adventure world is extensive, not just a small narrative fragment, so an Adventure world can take dozens to hundreds of chapters to complete. The first world is Pirates of the Caribbean and it starts in chapter 7.] //-// Introduction: Wizarding World (Chap. 1 -> Chap. 6) Volume 1: Pirates of the Caribbean.(Chap.7 -> Chap.111) Volume 2: Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone. (Chap.112 -> ???) Volume 3: ???

What if a new player appeared in the Harry Potter universe? Arcturus Malfoy is the heir to the ancient and noble Malfoy family. But there is one catch: he is not just an ordinary eleven-year-old boy. The childish sparkle in his eyes has disappeared, giving way to the sharp mind of a man who knows the future of magical Britain. Now he is completely different — a mixture of a pure-blood heir and a man from another world. A dangerous combination of ambition, knowledge, and talent. And he is ready to step over anyone who stands in his way. After all, it's much more fun to play chess than to be a piece on the board. And he has an advantage — so why not use it? Study magic at different schools, explore the vast magical world, and maybe even assemble his own small army. It sounds simple enough. All that remains is to turn his goals into reality. Chapter release schedule: Monday, Wednesday, Friday !!! Support the Story: If you enjoy Arcturus's journey and want to support my work, you can join my Patreon! As a thank you for your incredible support, you can get early access to over 20+ advanced chapters before they release here. [https://www.patreon.com/Arti_GOD]

Release from Monday to Friday (5 Chaps./Week) NT: I WROTE THIS FROM SCRATCH, IT'S NOT A CHINESE FANFIC. READ THE AUXILIARY CHAPTER. --X-- Synopsis: Ringo Jones, or rather, Six, is the seventh experimental subject of Germinal's Valkyrie project to succeed in his procedure, but while the protagonist is a veteran VR player, Ringo is just another normal guy, so it was at this point that he realized that the game's difficulty went from nightmare to hellish.

Release from Monday to Friday (5 Chaps./Week) READ THE AUXILIARY CHAPTER Note: THIS IS NOT CHINESE, I WROTE IT. --x-- Synopsis:: From waking up as Jugo in a dark cell to rising to the top of the Naruto world as the Father of Devils. It all started with Jugo choosing to become a Prisoner. Can Jugo withstand the madness and malevolence of this path or will he become a true devil?

"In the history of the world, there was only one 'Honored One.' One absolute exception to the rules of Jujutsu. But the heavens made a mistake. Or perhaps, it was a correction. I am that correction. I am Souma Gojo, Satoru's twin. Armed with the Six Eyes and knowledge of a tragic future, I refuse to let destiny play out. I will spare the Sorcerer Killer, slaughter the cultists, and break the chains of fate that bind Suguru Geto. The era of the Strongest begins"

[CONTENT WARNING: This story contains explicit sexual content, graphic violence, strong language, and themes of trauma. It is intended for mature audiences (18+) only. Reader discretion is strongly advised.] ------------ “Talk dirty to me,” I whispered. He growled low in his throat. “You want filthy, little bird?” “Yes.” He thrust deeper, harder, and leaned close, his lips brushing my ear. “I am going to fill your fucking cunt with so much cum that you will still be dripping until tomorrow. You will sit at breakfast with my seed soaking through your drawers and smile at Aunt Cornelia like the proper little slut you are.” I moaned. “That is disgusting.” “You asked for it.” “Again.” ------------ Clara Vance had it all. Millions of followers, a beauty empire built on glamour, and a life curated for the camera. But a lost bet with her mother sends her away from a marvelous weekend trip to Mykonos and into the dusty attic of her family’s decaying ancestral manor. The catch was her inheritance. Her task? A dreary clear-out. Her discovery? A centuries-old diary belonging to her great-grandmother, Eleanor Thorne. The ink tells a story of a forgotten history. Eleanor’s forbidden obsession with her guardian and step-uncle, Casimir Guggenheim, a ruthless railroad tycoon with a heart of stone. But when Clara touches the tear-stained pages, the scent of crushed gardenias doesn’t just fill the room, it drags her back to 1879. Trapped in Eleanor’s corseted body, Clara finds herself under the roof of the very man who haunted the diary. To the world, Casimir is a cold, untouchable magnate. To Clara, he’s a puzzle she’s determined to break. The problem? Clara isn’t the timid, fragile girl Casimir remembers. She’s a 21st-century It Girl with no filter, a strategic mind for business, a total lack of respect for Gilded Age propriety and a defiance waiting for trouble to happen. While the original Eleanor was a victim of her station, Clara is ready to burn the cage down. As Clara navigates a world where a single misstep means ruin, scheming relatives see her as a pawn, and a powerful suitor sees her as nothing but a business merger. She realizes the history books were wrong. Rewriting Eleanor’s tragic end is dangerous, especially when she starts falling for the man she was never supposed to have. History says they’re a tragedy. Clara says history is about to get a makeover.

No system, no old mentor, no bulldozer, no stamp-collecting hobby, just a small clerk with no wealth, power, or influence. A modern man got transmigrated into a different era, the era of chaos. An era where a one small misstep is enough to lose your life. Fei Qian, a branch family member of Heluo Fei Clan. With his future knowledge, he need to survive the harsh environment, dodging treacherous plots, preparing his own schemes, and maybe... leave his name in the history. You can read more chapters ahead of everyone on p@treon. P@TREON - [email protected]/lessaservantofcosmos (just replace the "@" with "a") Disclaimer : I don't own characters neither this fanfic. The image used in the cover isn't mine. This is Chinese fanfiction. I'm just translating it. I'm just changing the name and some grammar. I'm trying to make it more understandable. All right reserved to the author 马月猴年 (for the fanfic)

The Third Shinobi World War has ended, but peace has not truly arrived. With the Third Mizukage forced to step down, the Three-Tails fallen into slumber after the death of its Jinchuriki, Kirigakure weakened by war, and hostile forces watching from every direction, the Land of Water stands at the edge of chaos. At that moment, sixteen-year-old Rei Kaguya steps forward. Born into the Kaguya clan and raised in the ruthless shadow of the Bloody Mist, Rei is not content with merely surviving the age of war. Armed with a mysterious rune system, terrifying combat talent, and a mind sharp enough to see through the political games of the Five Great Shinobi Villages, he seizes the title of Fourth Mizukage. But becoming Mizukage is only the beginning. To save Kirigakure from becoming a village ruled by blood, fear, and endless killing, Rei must reform its broken system, suppress ambitious clans, outmaneuver foreign enemies, and reshape the future of shinobi itself. Konoha, Iwagakure, Kumogakure, Root, Akatsuki, Uchiha Obito, Madara’s shadow, and the hidden currents of the ninja world all begin moving around him. In an era where monsters decide the fate of nations, Rei Kaguya asks only one question: “Who agrees? Who opposes?”

Kanzaki Tomomu lives multiple reincarnated lives, each marked by quiet devotion to powerful women. As Ruan Mei’s student, his unseen support ends in early death, leaving her to realize too late that he filled her world. As Jingliu’s master, her obsessive love twists into darkness when she discovers his heart was always for himself. Calmly accepting life’s cycle without attachment, Kanzaki Tomomu dies at peace, while the women are left drowning in lifelong regret. --- This is a fan translation of 崩铁：我死后，成就她们的疯魔 The original author is 三十度幻 Edited and Translated by LizTL Please support them! --- Advance Chapters! (patreon.com/LizTL)

Most protagonists get hit by Truck-kun. I got squashed by Optimus Prime landing from orbit. Vivan Frostwell’s second life started with a crunch. One minute he was enjoying his wealth, the next he was flattened by the leader of the Autobots. He wakes up in 1983. In a small town called Hawkins, Indiana. Just in time for the Demogorgon to come out to play. Vivan knows the plot. He knows Will Byers is doomed, Barb is toast, and the government is watching. He’s just a rich twelve-year-old with zero combat skills and a rusty shovel. He should be dead. But then, a blue screen flickers to life: [ Invitation to "Heroes of Questionable Decisions" ] His only lifeline is a Dimensional Chat Group. The problem? The members are a nightmare blunt rotation of the multiverse's most dangerous egos: Sukuna (JJK): Wants him to die entertainingly. Aizen (Bleach): Is definitely plotting to become God. Esdeath (Akame ga Kill): Thinks "torture" is a love language. Makima (Chainsaw Man): Treats everyone like a dog. Optimus Prime: The guy who killed him (it’s awkward). Forced to grind his powers from "Level 1 Nosebleed" to "God-Tier," Vivan has to survive the Upside Down, bluff his way through conversations with sociopaths, and keep the plot from imploding. For now. ---------------------------- I don't own any Character except my MC. Its not an Translation. If you guys want to keep me motivated, just leave some comments and reviews—I love reading them. Don't worry about the votes; if you enjoy the story, I know they'll come naturally.

The world of Hentai is a Dangerous Place, Especially if Your Best Friend is a Hentai Protagonist and You Are a Trap (MC is a Heroine) (Male-To-Female)

(Against the Gods Fanfic) (Lord of the Mysteries Power System) The Gods have fallen. This is an era without them. No longer can mortals transcend and escape the shackles of their existence. The ancient world which possessed primal powers flowing through the universe has depleted the resource to step over extinction. Legendary battles spanning whole realms have all but become a thing of the past. All that remains are those who presume themselves to be masters of the Divine. With resources depleted and legacies barely remaining, the passion of cultivators who sought to defy the heavens have also cooled. The drive for cultivation weakening, the level of achievable strength lowering—one truth is self-evident. The world itself is slowly heading toward an end. Yet even that truth is far from the minds of those who live on Blue Pole star where even the first realm of Divinity is a concept out of myth. In this fantastical world where people chase myths in search of greater power, a man works toward a future of battles with Gods. Even if they've perished, even if they no longer exist. Even if no new ones can come into existence, a man seeks impossible strength to battle against the impossible. A transmigrator who didn't belong in his world finally found a world where he could truly become himself. Everything must return into the sea of chaos for a new beginning to dawn.

[Transformation + GL Romance + Affection + 1V1] I Transmigrated into a Book and Became the Silent, Selfless, and Ultimately Tragic Supporting White-Rich-Beautiful Girl in a Childhood Sweetheart Story. No way I'm sticking with that! Is the male lead handsome? Not as much as I was before transmigrating. Why would I agree to be his sycophant? But the female lead, she has quite a bit of charm... Ahem! There's no such thing as a free lunch in this world, and I must teach the female lead this well-known truth. Starting today, we won't be rivals in love. Let's try being a couple instead, shall we? .......... This is a translation. .......... Support me on Patreon and get access to advanced chapter: https://patreon.com/Storytime195

“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."

if you want to read until the latest update, you can visit my patreon at patreon.com/caleredhair or my translation website Nightjar Reads at nightjarreads.com thank you everyone! —— After being knocked out and abruptly awakened by a punch, Morin finds himself a prisoner of war. He initially believed he was in a world on the eve of a conflict similar to World War I, but quickly discovers the actual situation is far more bizarre. For starters, why is he, an Imperial soldier, allied with volunteers from the International Brigades?! Assault Troopers who look like walking Iron Cans carrying swords and shields, Armored Knights powered by a mix of diesel and Magic, and battle mages marching with the army… All of this tells Morin that this world has serious, fundamental issues. But his immediate concern is how to survive this conflict, a war ironically touted as ‘the war to end all wars.’ Key Elements: Magically Modified World War I Real Men Use Bolt-Action Rifles Diesel-Powered Armored Knights Airship Boarding Actions This is a Fans-Translations

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?