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Crimson Sacrifice (GL)

Twenty two year old Fumiko goes to sleep rage-scrolling a “generic straight romance” otome game and wakes up inside it with a holographic HUD floating in front of her face. Title:Crimson Heirs of Everflame Player Character:Lady Fiametta von Ardentis Role: Villainess / Final Calamity Status: Terminally Ill (Irreversible) Genre:FIRE The body in the mirror isn’t her own: it’s the outrageously beautiful noblewoman destined to be the game’s last boss and most hated villainess. In the original *Crimson Heirs of Everflame*, Fiametta’s only endings were imprisonment, execution, or a beautifully animated death. Now, the system insists her illness is incurable even as she feels disturbingly healthy and the so called “FIRE” genre quietly explains itself: heightened emotions, irreversible consequences, and “reality bleed-through.” Worse, all the flags are wrong. The four powerful heroines who were supposed to loathe Fiametta now have their affection maxed out: * Crown Princess Seraphine , who announces their political engagement and clings like a devoted fiancée who would burn the world before letting Fia vanish. * Knight-Captain Elira, the empire’s sword, assigned as Fiametta’s personal escort. * Archmage Lyriel , whose cold logic melts whenever Fia’s name is mentioned. * Saintess Mira, the empire’s holy light, who prays for Fia with frightening intensity. In the game, they were routes Fumiko chased as a player. In this world, they are women who love Fiametta too much to let her go and perhaps too much to let her be free. Caught between a body marked by a terminal countdown, four heroines whose love already burns at maximum, and a system that treats reality like a script it can overwrite, Fumiko has to think like the gamer she used to be: * Map the routes in a world that no longer follows its own code. * Discover what “FIRE” really demands from its players. * Hack a fate labeled irreversible before the genre turns her life and the women who love her into ash. In a universe where love is fuel and every choice can ignite a catastrophe, the villainess of *Crimson Heirs of Everflame* must decide: Is she trying to survive her own story… or willing to burn with them, if that’s the only ending left?
MadWriterlua · 27.9k Views

Dragon Ball: Emperor of the Multiverse

A man from our world,calm, cold-minded, and ruthlessly logical. Dies with no legacy worth remembering. Fate tosses him a second chance, dropping his soul into the body of Frieza before the tyrant becomes a cosmic joke. But this Frieza is not the shrieking egomaniac history remembers. This Frieza wakes with the mind of a strategist, not a spoiled monster. He studies the empire he has inherited and sees what the original never saw: raw potential smothered under arrogance. An army built on fear instead of efficiency. A legacy weakened by theatrics. A dynasty rotting from the inside. So he does what a rational man must...... He tears it down to rebuild it stronger. He trains. He plans. He watches the universe like a chessboard waiting for the first decisive move. He shores up his forces, reforms his command structure, and eliminates incompetence with clinical precision. No rage, no tantrums just cold decisions backed by overwhelming power. But he does not walk alone. His new mind carries charm that the old Frieza never cared to use. He disarms enemies with wit, entices allies with intelligence, and draws the eyes of DBZ’s strongest women with the confidence of a man who knows exactly what he wants. Not with childish boasting through presence, restraint, and ambition that radiates like a controlled star. Every step he takes rewrites Dragon Ball history. No senseless planet-killing. No self-sabotaging pride. He is building an empire that will not crumble when a Saiyan child grows up angry. An empire that thinks. An empire that adapts. An empire worthy of fear for the right reasons. A transmigrated mind in a tyrant’s body, carving a new future with logic as his blade and the universe as his proving ground.
MrBurhanMalik · 1.1m Views

Summoner Online: I Became the Tutorial Boss with a 999+ Villainess

Summoner Guild Online was supposed to be the launch of the century. For millions of players, it was the ultimate escape. A world of endless adventure, legendary loot, and guild wars that would make history. But for Kai Grimer, it became a death trap. He doesn't spawn in the starting village like the others. Instead, he wakes up in the suffocating darkness of the Tutorial Dungeon—not as a player, but as the final boss. An NPC designed to be slaughtered by wave after wave of newbies farming their first XP. The logout button doesn't work. The system won't respond. And if he dies here, there's no respawn. Desperate and hunted, Kai activates his only skill, [Grand Summon]. It's a gamble: sacrifice XP to pull a random servant from across dimensions. He's hoping for something useful. A knight. Maybe a mage. Even a halfway-decent slime would do. What he gets instead is Lyra, the Abyssal Empress. [Rating: 9999 Class: World-Ending Calamity Danger Level: Apocalypse-Tier.] She's devastatingly beautiful. Unimaginably powerful. And completely, utterly insane. She despises humanity, mocks the system, and has enough power to crack continents in half. But thanks to the summoning contract, she has one unbreakable rule: absolute obedience to Kai. And somehow, that obedience has twisted into something far more dangerous—obsession. But Kai isn't running anymore. With each wave of players he defeats, he earns XP. With each summon he pulls, his army grows. Knights. Demons. Spirits. Beasts. And perhaps... more dangerous beauties who don't appreciate Lyra's self-proclaimed monopoly on their Master's attention. [You have defeated 47 Players] [New Summon Available] Trapped between overpowered summons fighting for his favor, guilds hunting his legend, and a game system that's starting to break under his existence, Kai has one goal: He won't just survive Summoner Guild Online. He'll conquer it. And if a few world-ending beauties want to fight over him along the way? Well, that's just part of being the strongest summoner.
Unknowntolife · 94k Views

This Extra Hates Bad Endings

Matt is an ordinary young college student with an addiction to the pages of The Golden Weaver’s First Apprentice. This novel wasn’t just a hobby for him, it was his lifeline, the one thing that kept him feel alive when the rest of the world felt unbearably dim. Page after page, chapter after chapter, he followed the journey of the Finster, a character he cared for more fiercely than anyone else, even his family or himself. When the long-awaited final chapter was released, Matt devoured it with trembling anticipation. The writing was flawless, every thread tied together, every arc resolved with masterful precision. It made sense. And yet, when he reached the final chapter, his world collapsed. It was a tragedy. A selfless sacrifice. One life given to save countless others. A "Bitter-Sweet" ending, the community called it. Matt was devastated. He raged at a world—both fictional and real—that could demand such a price from a character he loved so deeply. “I hate bad endings,” he whispered through clenched teeth. As though responding to his grief, his phone flickered. A soft light bloomed across the screen, forming words he had never seen before, yet somehow he understood it. How do you think it should have ended? Stunned, confused, barely conscious of his own voice, Matt answered from the depths of his heart: “I would be there for him. I’d support him, be his anchor—his start and his release. His companion. His ally. I owe him at least that much.” The light paused for a long, breathless moment. Then it replied: Don’t fail this time. And Matt’s world began to change.
White_Baby_Daisy · 50.2k Views

Clumsy Beast, Keep Your Paws Off

Su Qinglan sat cross-legged on the grass, holding the chubbiest tiger cub she’d ever seen. “Aww… Look at you,” she whispered, booping its tiny nose. “So cute I could eat you up...” A sudden shadow loomed over her. “What’s so good about this stinky cub?” a deep, amused voice asked. She blinked up… and froze. Towering above her was a tall tiger beast man, his golden eyes narrowed in a lazy, predatory smile. “Let’s have ours,” he said. Su Qinglan’s brain short-circuited. … Ours? OURS?! Before she could process, in the next moment she was hoisted up onto his broad shoulder like a sack of grain and carried straight toward the cave. Su Qinglan was so choked by the suddenness of it all… she forgot to even complain. *** Su Qinglan’s knees knocked together as she stared up at the enormous serpent. Its cold, red eyes narrowed, the flick of its tongue tasting the air between them. “D-Don’t eat me,” she stammered, hugging herself. “I...I’m not tasty… really, I’m stringy and full of… uh… bad cholesterol.” The snake’s head lowered until it was mere inches from her face. Her fox ears twitched wildly. And then, before she could blink...its massive body shimmered, scales turning into bronzed skin and lean muscle. Standing before her was a man so breathtakingly handsome that Su Qinglan’s poor fox eyes watered just looking at him. Su Qinglan swallowed hard, her tail fluffing up in panic. “I… I…” Her voice cracked. Okay, new problem… the snake is hot. She squeezed her eyes shut. “If you… if you really want…” She blurted, her face burning, “…y-you can… take me.” *** One moment Su Qinglan was fighting with the zombie king with all her might. Boom! The next, she woke up in a bizarre beast world… inside the body of a lazy, pampered, fat local tyrant everyone hated. The “original” Su Qinglan had been an arrogant, scheming villainess who spent her days bullying weaker beast women, chasing after handsome males, and terrorizing the tribe kids. Now, thanks to fate’s twisted sense of humor, Qinglan had inherited the body and the bad reputation. But honestly? Being fat in a beast world was still better than starving in the apocalypse. At least here, she could eat. The only problem? In this world, men weren’t just men, they were beastmen. Tall, strong, dangerous… And apparently, every beast woman was expected to have several husbands. The catch? The “original” Qinglan’s antics had scared away every decent male within a ten-mile radius. Armed with her apocalyptic survival instincts, a sharp tongue, and a mysterious system that suddenly activated... "Binding with host…" "Congratulations, host, for successfully arriving in the beast world." Qinglan decided she wasn’t going to cry about fate. If she had to live here, then she’d live big, literally.
Violet_Melody99 · 1.3m Views