transmigration

Back in 2017, armed with a system that simulates football matches, Zackery became the head coach of Sunderland in the Premier League. [You simulated a match against Manchester United, resulting in a 0-2 loss] [You simulated another match against Manchester United, now with a 3-2 victory] Because he could simulate matches endlessly and then use the best results, 's team's win rate increased dramatically, instantly becoming a rising star in the coaching world. Through this continuous simulation process, Zackery could also deeply study and experiment with new tactics, gradually developing into the world's best tactician! As he led Sunderland to the top of the world, passionate songs filled the skies above the Stadium of Light: "My heart is with Sunderland!" ....

In 1181, Jerusalem served as the turbulent battleground where the fervor of the Crusades and the might of Islam clashed. I found myself caught in the midst of this turmoil as a member of the royal family of a kingdom destined for destruction. RAW:십자군의 왕이 되었다

What if the tragic story you once mocked… becomes the world you were thrown into? Xiao Zhi spent her life mocking bad novels. As an editor, she tore apart manuscripts for their cliche plots and tragic endings... until she woke up in one of them. Now, she is the Princess destined to die. But Xiao Zhi isn't following the script. She’s using every trick she knows to outsmart the plot and stay alive. The terrifying part? The story is fighting back. Every time she tries to change her fate, the world pulls her closer to the end she’s running from. How do you escape a death that has already been written?

In a Victorian-Era world where two moons drift silently in the sky, casting pale light over industrial cities and shadowed streets, a young man finds himself inexplicably transmigrated into the body of a beggar in Kargoth, a bustling industrial city of the Iron Crown Territories. Filthy, starving, and almost invisible to the people around him, he drags himself from the roadside and steals a set of oversized clothes, slipping them on over his ragged form. Each little step feels like a victory: avoiding the jeers of market-goers, dodging city guards, finding his way through the crowded streets without drawing too much attention. To survive, he takes on menial jobs, hauling loads for middle-class merchants in the market. Every Dosh he earns feels like a lifeline, every shilling a fragile foothold in a city that would swallow him whole if he let his guard down. Weeks pass, and he finally manages to save enough to leave Kargoth, boarding public transport and then smuggling himself inside a freight bound for Ironhold. From there, he prepares for the long, hard journey to Frostgate, the northern border town, hoping to escape the oppressive grind of the city. Along the way, he notices small, strange things—shadows that don’t quite match the light, coincidences that are too perfect, the twin moons shining in a way that feels… deliberate, almost too aligned. He doesn’t think much of them, chalking them up to chance or his imagination, unaware that the world around him is far stranger than he could ever guess—a world where hidden forces are quietly shaping lives. Still oblivious to Veils, Archetypes, and the secret Continuists and Intervener organizations manipulating the hidden rules of the world, he is just a beggar, a hustler, a fugitive scraping by on the fringes of Victorian-era industrial life. His journey is slow, harsh, messy, and human—the perfect crucible for someone about to awaken into a secret world of power, intrigue, and dangerous ambition.

Basically the MC has Red Ranger (Samurai) abilities in marvel

Initially, I adopted a small white-haired bundle of joy. Later, I thought my main concern would be untangling her wing knots, but to my utter surprise... "Kiana Kaslana, I know you've grown up, harnessed Herrscher powers, and even built your own harem. But what did I do for you to treat me with such disrespect? You won't even call me 'Dad'... Fine, forget about that, but what's this marriage application mixed among official documents? It seems three days without discipline makes you forget your place!"

Luna's first life was sad and lonely to the point that she ended it all, but when she is reborn as a moon elf in another world she thinks that maybe things will be different this time around. She has loving parents and her fellow moon Elves supporting her from behind. What does this world have to offer her and will she raise to the challenges that await her. Join her on her journey as she heals past wounds and finds her chosen path in this new world WARNING - Suicidal thoughts and actions present within this novel. If this effects you please reach out to the suicide hotline. WARNING - Child abuse present within this novel. WARNING - Suggested child sexual abuse present within this novel WARNING - Sexual Assault present within this novel. I work full time so I won't be able to update as much as I would like but I will try to be more consistent with my updates moving forward. Enjoy! Cover is AI generated

I've been sick ever since I can remember. My dad's a drunk prick, and he doesn't treat my mom very well. My girlfriend cheated on me with my best friend, because she figures I'm going to die soon anyways. They all do. Hell, they're probably right. I've been to countless doctors, and they can't figure out what is wrong with me aside from the fact that my body is slowly shutting down. I don't have any friends anymore. My dad doesn't allow me home anymore, and apparently, I'm not even their real son. That was a real kick in the teeth. Only my mom tries to talk to me still, but there's always hell to pay if my dad catches her. At this point, I've accepted my end, and I wish it would just hurry up. At least, that's what I told myself, until I came across a new fuzzy little friend that would change my entire life. My name is Elias Crosse, and my tale is about get crazy. Notes: This story features an OP MC, so power development and growth isn't really present for him, although there is some. A lot of the growth mainly comes from other characters, and features a focus on said characters. Elias is also not someone who puts up with other character's bullshit, and routinely puts them in their place. I am tired of the trope of characters hiding their powers, or letting other characters walk all over them and theirs because they are not strong enough fo do anything. So, ladies and gentlemen, I give you Elias Crosse. I don't exactly know how to describe my story in terms of a genre. It has action, it has slice of life, and it has romance. There is no fade to black, and I can be very descriptive. I have been fixing, updating, and changing somethings for consistency, to improve the story, the grammar and errors, and for things to make more sense. The more I write, the better I feel I am becoming. I just write, and I have the ideas of where I am going in my head, but other than that, I just write the story as I see fit. As such, I forget some things, I miss somethings, and most often, some ideas in my head get jumbled together and it ends up not making sense some times. I am working to correct that as best as I can.

"F**K! I'm dead!" That was the first word I muttered after regaining my memories from Earth. Reincarnating into a world of cultivation should’ve been a blessing. Adventure, immortality, power—what’s not to love? But then I remembered what my family did. My sister just broke off an engagement with a crippled young master—definitely a future protagonist. My mother ripped a Dao Bone from my cousin and gave it to me—guaranteed future revenge arc. And me? I’m already a third-rate villain: bullying weaklings and flaunting my Bai Clan name. Worst part? Despite the Dao Bone, I’m still trash at cultivation. My only hope? The System... which I’ve had for years. “I just never realized... It was in English!”

What if your most vivid dreams weren't dreams at all, but a window into a life that isn't yours? Since she was a baby, Vivian’s dreams have been startlingly real. She experiences the sights, the sounds, and the profound, dizzying sensation of living inside the body of an entirely different person in a world brimming with magic. But the truth is far more dangerous than an overactive imagination. Whenever she falls asleep, her consciousness swaps places with Ally, a gifted young mage in the fantastical realm of Aethelgard. It’s a phenomenon they call the Switch. Two women, bound across dimensions, living a shared existence but never able to occupy the same world at the same time. However, what started as a lifelong, disorienting secret is rapidly becoming a fight for survival. As the mysteries of their connection deepen, they draw the attention of powerful, dangerous players in both worlds—from the charming, enigmatic Alex in Vivian's reality, to the brilliantly manipulative Scholar Tristan in Ally's. With dark forces closing in, the two women must rely on their fiercely loyal protectors—Ben on Earth and Callum in Aethelgard—to help them navigate a deadly game of survival. But make no mistake: these ladies are no damsels in distress. They must unravel the ancient, cataclysmic tie that binds their souls before the shadows of one realm completely consume the other. Because the line between science and magic is fracturing, and the next time they close their eyes, they might not survive the awakening.

[Welcome to the Type-Moon System! We offer our most sincere blessings to you, our user. As a beginner, you’ll receive our initial care—a single free draw with a guaranteed five-star. Additionally, you'll enjoy a beginner’s privilege: a guaranteed strategy draw (up to three stars) until your beginner phase ends. Moreover, if you decide to become a player now, you'll receive a pocket dimension for storing your items. You'll also be granted special transmigration privileges, letting you experience what it's like to be the protagonist. So, what do you say? Are you interested in joining?] The boy sitting in front of the computer made up his mind and pressed the "Confirm" button. At that moment, his consciousness froze, and a black hole appeared before him, swallowing him whole. In the dimly lit room, the computer screen still glowed, displaying an unsettling line of text, as if it had snared its next victim. [Welcome to join us.] Fan translation of 我在地错当主 by 黑夜福音

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).

Jiang Hang transmigrated. Not only that—he also gained a system. Unfortunately, the system turned out to be completely unreliable. It was originally supposed to send him to the world of Assassin’s Creed, but due to some unknown mistake, it dragged Jiang Hang straight into an anime multiverse instead. The first person he encountered there was the legendary “Shinigami elementary school student,” Conan Edogawa. After crashing multiple times, the original Legendary Assassin System forcibly renamed itself the Legendary Detective System. Renaming it was fine, but when Jiang Hang checked the rewards, he realized something strange. The abilities were still entirely assassin-themed. Assassin Steps. Presence Concealment. Hidden Blade Assassination. Poison Mastery. Spartan Kick. Mystic Eyes of Death Perception… and more. Something about this felt seriously wrong. Still, after the system transferred 100 million yen into his account as a relocation bonus—and promised millions more for every completed commission—Jiang Hang decisively chose to become a positive and upright detective. Using assassin skills, wearing the identity of a detective, and doing the most righteous things possible. In short, this is the everyday story of a lazy **assassin—, detective—**living his life in a chaotic anime multiverse.

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

"I had once rejoiced; gradually, I became unmoved by the world. Now, only the monolith remains." In his first life, Kyros Vancroft was a Monarch who mastered the elements, only to lose everything to the 'Righteous' Celestials. Before the golden blade could sever his head, he initiated the forbidden Chrono-Covenant of the Void. The price was absolute: his emotions. His heart didn't break; it became a monolith—cold and immovable. Now awakened in his ten-year-old body with five centuries of forbidden knowledge, Kyros views life as a grand calculation. No plot armor. No mercy. Only the cold, hard efficiency of a man who has already seen the end and is willing to rewrite the laws of Heaven to change it.

This story follows Kim Seoja, the author of Demon King’s Paradox, chronicling his interactions with the characters he brought to life and his relentless desire to see the story he created reach its desirable conclusion.

In ancient mythology, there was a shadow that encircled the world—lurking in the darkness, waiting for the day it could raise its head and devour the gods. It once deceived the King of Heroes, Gilgamesh, into severing his ties with the gods and orchestrated the return of the great disaster, Tiamat. It shattered the authority of Olympus and lured Athena, the goddess of wisdom, into rebellion. It kidnapped Skadi, the goddess of winter, bringing shame upon Asgard and setting off the Twilight of the Norse Gods. It even engineered the clash between Britannia’s Red Dragon and White Dragon, dragging Jeanne d’Arc into corruption. Because of this, it was branded with countless names of ultimate evil. "The Terror of Babylon, the Calamity of the Aegean Sea!" "The Nightmare of Asgard, the Apocalyptic Red Dragon with Seven Heads and Ten Horns!!" "Nemesis of the Messiah, the Original Sin of the World!!!" But seriously, we all did those things together—so why am I the one getting blamed for everything? ... When a man named Tokiomi Tohsaka used a piece of snakeskin to summon him, Samael saw how the Magus cautiously stepped in front of his daughters to shield them. In that moment, he understood... Yeah—he was definitely taking the fall for all of it. Fan translation of 没人比我更懂当反派 by 紫夜弦歌

[Epic Fantasy]+[Civilization Building]+[Racial Wars]+ [Gods]+[God Slayer]+[Thousands of Races]+[WeakToStrong]+[OP MC]+ [Unique Power System]+[Exciting Storyline]+[No Sharing]+[No Yuri]+[Optional Smut] After dying while gooing for 20 straight hours, he unexpectedly (or expectedly) wakes up in a primitive world, where humanity is still in the tribal era, and lives as Hunter and Gatherer, barely surviving from prehistoric beasts. But in this savage land, one thing was missing. ​Here, the concept of pleasure is nonexistent. Sex is nothing more than a cold, mechanical duty performed in silence, purely for the sake of survival. There is no passion. No blushing. No gasps of ecstasy. ​Until him. ​He awakens with a chaotic, forbidden gift: The Power of Free Use. ​With a single thought, he can shatter their biological conditioning. He can command the absolute sexual surrender of any woman he sets his eyes on, rewriting their reality. ​So, naturally, he doesn't hesitate. He embarks on a crusade to corrupt this innocent world. ​No woman is off-limits. ​From the sultry, unspoken curves of his own Aunt, to the voluptuous Milf next door who never understood her own heat. From the untouched, pristine Healers, to the fierce Huntresses who need to be tamed. ​Even the highest authorities aren’t safe. The Village Chief’s proud wife… and her sheltered daughter? They are just waiting to be broken in. ​In a world that knows only survival, he is about to teach them the true meaning of pleasure But... is this world really that simple? And is this Free Use really just limited to women or it's just a trailer? As he delved deeper into this world of unlimited wonders, he uncovers a stunning revelation: the world he inhabits that is several times bigger than our earth, is nothing but a tiny island, a mere speck in a vast, sprawling expense of millions of other much bigger islands, let alone those magical continents. A savage realm where creation hasn’t yet decided what should live and what should die. Here, the skies are split by dragons before dragons had names, and the ground trembles under titans older than the concept of gods. This world is not your fairy tale… In this world walked the *firsts*… the original templates, the prototypes of every species that would one day populate the multiverse. Inhabited by the primordial and most powerful forms of every race and species imaginable: There are Primordial Elves, tall and unblemished, their bloodlines so pure that later generations look like cheap knockoffs. There are Elemental Lords, beings of living fire, storm, and stone… the kind of creatures that didn’t “control” nature but were nature. Mountains walked, rivers spoke, and the wind itself had moods. The skies are home to Mythical Beasts… creatures out of nightmares and dreams, some so vast they blotted out the sun when they moved.... creatures that would shrink into legends elsewhere, but here, they still rule And somewhere, above it all, were the Gods. Not the pretty, moralized ones from scripture. These are the originals… raw concepts given flesh and ego. Divinity here wasn’t worshipped… it was survived. Everything in this world is either a predator, a prey, or both. A truly savage world where survival is not a right but a miracle, and every sunrise is a declaration of defiance. And into this world… arrives a man who died mid-goon. So, how will our MC navigate this dangerous world, where even the weather has a body count? a wrong step could mean extinction of a whole race, and will he really be able to achieve his dream of having a harem of every intelligent race. [kinks] [fetishes] [Smart Mc] [Overpowered] [Stone age][Myths] [Mythical Creatures] [Divine Wars] *** This is an epic fantasy disguised as a Smut novel. And since it's a smut, initial chapters will be a bit Smut focused but afterwards it's pure story, action, adventures and a bit of Smut.

[100% ORIGINAL - HIGH-QUALITY] "Kimimaro Was Wasted, So I’ll Fix That!" In canon, Kimimaro was a joke. One of Naruto’s forgettable side antagonists, dead before the plot even mattered. Locked in a cage by his clan, dragged out only to die for Orochimaru, and discarded by the world. A sickly prodigy wasted as nothing more than a pawn. Then I woke up as Kimimaro. The tragic flower meant to bloom for others and wither in silence? Not this time. I know how his story ends, and I refuse to repeat it. Bonds? Chains. Devotion? A joke. Weakness? Death. If my clan betrayed me, I’ll betray the world. If they put me in a cage, I’ll put the world in a cage of bones. I’m done being a pawn. I’m done being a tool. And I’ll never be forgotten. If you want to be cherished, you need strength first. So I’ll climb the staircase one step at a time… until the whole world kneels to me. >>> Want to read way ahead? Patreon has up to 80 advanced chapters -----> patreon.com/xebec6677 Warnings: * MC is generally amoral, power-hungry, and sometimes outright villainous. * Yes, there’s a harem involving both canon and OCs, kept logical and believable. * NO system, no stats, no cheat menus - just Naruto-world plotting and power growth. * This isn’t canon. Expect many fitting OCs, fan additions, etc. Ripple effect plot changes also pile up hard. * Timeline purists beware: the original story itself had inconsistencies. Don’t expect “perfect” chronology. * Expect darker politics, deeper worldbuilding, and deliberate writing quality. [REMEMBER: This is 100% not a translation. Not low-tier and garbage 'writing', and definitely not robotic or AI-like in appearance.] Other titles I had in mind: "Wait, I’m Kimimaro? Yeah, This World’s Screwed" "From Orochimaru’s Tool to Everyone’s Tyrant!" I'm also the author of - - - - - - - > I’m the Last Senju, and the Hokage Wants Me Dead! - - - Posted only on this site and ScribbleHub.

"If life screws you over, screw the whole world back." Haru Tsukishiro was a billionaire, a genius game developer. Until he died... and woke up as Leon Valentine, the weakest, most pathetic villain he ever created. Mocked and abused by his own creation, Haru was trapped inside Leon's body. But unlike Leon, Haru knows everything this world has to offer. "This world is my creation.” “This time, I’m rewriting everything to suit my taste.” Unknown to Haru, the very world he created is no longer just a game. Looming with countless threats and hidden mysteries, Leon—aka Haru must now survive the tragic fate he once wrote. — — — — #No Harem, #No Incest, #No Yuri, #No Smut. For More Illustrations, join the discord server. [Discord] : https://discord.gg/yS2dtTmBP5