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Novel Summary In the mythological era, humans did not have a formal country. Only gods and demons were the masters of this era. Kurtz transmigrated to this era, awakened the talent of [Creation], and met the young Serie, who was only a few hundred years old. "Weak and short-lived human," Serie commented on him when they first met. "Since you have the talent to create magic, I will agree to your adventure request." Kurtz and Serie adventured together with their lifelong companions on the continent of the mythological era. They created the first country of the human race and once faced the legendary goddess, asking her to give them the holy book. After a hundred years of vicissitudes, Serie stood in front of Kurtz's grave and said, "It is indeed a short life, but I will remember you." However, behind her, he has successfully reincarnated... ________________ Easy Abbreviation you can use to search : [Frieren: Serie] ____________________________________________________________________ RAW: [芙莉莲：不懂爱的小小师祖] _____________________________________________________________________ #Frieren #Serie #Transmigration #PowerCouple #SlowRomance #StrongLoveInterests #FantasyWorld #Angels #Demons #Dragons #Elves #Dwarfs #EvilGods #Gods #Goddesses #Heroes #KingdomBuilding #SwordAndMagic #Magic #FantasyCreatures #Fanfiction #MaleProtagonist #FastLearner #GeniusProtagonist #Monsters #BeautifulFemaleLead #RomanticSubplot

https://www.royalroad.com/profile/814934 "I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com." In the tale of history and the shrouds of darkness, who was watching? Who was calling?  The Voices of the unseen watching from the rifts, awaiting their time of calamity. In the Shadow of the gods and monsters, nestled between nations lies a place not marked on any official map, A place known only to those who need it most. They call it the  House of Red-Hill. To the mundane, it's a charitable home for war orphans and lost children. A quiet estate just beyond the edge of the Nation of Aegis, run by a woman once hailed as the brightest mind, but Red-Hill is no sanctuary. beneath its warm halls and shared meals, the children are trained in silence, secrecy, and survival. They are taught not to pray but to act, to kill, to protect.  Each child is raised to not just face the monsters lurking in the shadows but to be bought, licensed, and employed by those afraid to rely on divine mercy alone.  Some call it salvation, Others call it exploitation. But to the children of Red-Hill, it's just home. And every night, when the rifts groan, they lie awake in their beds.... waiting for their next assignment.

Magic did not destroy the world. Restraint saved it—until it failed. For centuries, the world survived not because magic was powerful— but because it was restrained. The Seven Circles were not created to rule kingdoms or win wars. They existed to decide where magic must end. Each Circle a boundary. Each Keeper a living law. Until one law was broken. A city loses its name without a sound. History fractures without leaving ruins. And reality itself begins to forget what once existed. At the heart of the High Conclave, the Seventh Circle trembles. A Keeper has vanished—not dead, not destroyed, but absent. Unbound. Carrying a power that does not burn, shatter, or corrupt. It erases. As whispers spread and truth dissolves into rumor, the Conclave faces an impossible choice: summon forces sealed away for generations, or allow the world to unravel quietly—one memory at a time. This is not a war of armies. Not a clash of heroes and villains. It is a war of consequence. Of balance. Of magic remembering what it was never meant to do. And once erasure begins, there will be no rebuilding what the world no longer remembers.

History and scripture alike tell of Ser Kal-El — the Bloodstorm Lord, Dragonfather, the Crimson-Bathed, the Holy Warlord, founder of the El Dynasty, and the god among men who brought forth eternal summer and lit the long night with his flame. But before all that, he was just a sellsword captain—leader of the Blackstone Mercenaries—who took a single step into a world that wasn’t meant to be his. At the Crossroads Inn, he cut down two Kingsguard knights and was knighted in glory. In Winterfell, he exposed the twin Lannister scandal, saved the direwolf prince from his fall, and sparked a war between Robert and the Westerlands. On battlefields soaked in blood, as Tywin refused to kneel, shadowed conspiracies and deadly gambits quietly unfolded—until the tides turned, balancing the scales with ruthless fairness, shaking the very throne of Baratheon. Born not of a mountain girl’s womb, but from another world entirely, Kal El took over a life that once belonged to Mya Stone. And armed with a strange farming-adventure RPG called [The Farmer’s Pursuit], he began his wild journey through the world of ice and fire. From bastard to legend — the god of the mortal realm descends. .... This is a translation of a Chinese Novel, with minor changes in some parts of the original story. I don't own the picture in the novel cover.

At Celestial Summit Academy, summoners forge contracts with beings from across dimensions- angels, dragons, elemental lords. These bonds define your future, your power, your very survival. My summoning ceremony shattered every rule. Instead of connecting to the known realms, my ritual ripped through to the Nexus—a forgotten dimension where history's greatest failures are imprisoned. Demon lords who fell to heroes. Tyrant empresses overthrown by rebellion. Apocalyptic entities sealed away by the gods themselves. I didn't call to them. They answered anyway. Now a demon lord lives in my shadow. Dark patterns crawl across my flesh. My reflection shows eyes that burn with stolen fire. The academy board debates my execution daily while my classmates scatter when I approach. But the Nexus holds thousands more. Each one a legend that was defeated, a story that ended in failure, a power that was locked away for good reason. And somehow, impossibly, I can reach them all. The academy fears what I'm becoming. The kingdom wants me eliminated. My own summons might destroy me from within. They should be more afraid. Because when heroes fail, villains rise. And I'm learning that the losers of history have lessons the winners never teach. My name is Rin Eldraven. I don't forge contracts with champions. I break open dimensions and set monsters free.

Amire Brown, an 18-year-old Murdered due to unfortunate circumstances, Finds himself reincarnated into a monstrous world as a dragon. Blessed by divine intervention, he is granted A system within the realm of magic and sword. Now reborn as Zaire, he embark on a journey across this unfamiliar word, eager to learn its secrets and find a way back home. Little does he know, his path will lead him to become not just a dragon, but a Demon Lord. Dive into this epic tail of transformation and destiny as Zaire rises from a mere dragon to a formidable ruler.

A simple person with decent background transmigrated in a world of cultivation with his bad luck. His life was miserable. But with his common knowledge, gifted skill and his hardship paid off. Magic and spirit, beast man, multiple race lived together in here. His life make an impossible journey to the shadow...

Death was supposed to be the end. For Loyed Stoner, it was an invitation. Betrayed by the woman he loved and murdered beneath a moonlit skyline, Loyed awakens not in an afterlife but in an ancient tomb—face to face with Elisia Grandore, the sealed Infinity Witch. Bound by divine chains and bored beyond eternity, she offers him a pact not for his soul but for something far rarer: entertainment. Armed with power that has slain kings, demon lords, and heroes alike, Loyed is given a choice: fade into nothing, or seize a power capable of reshaping destiny itself. As Loyed walks a world of magic, monsters, and endless war eventually adopting the name Nova—he learns that power always demands a price, and the deeper he sinks into darkness, the harder it becomes to remember who he was before the blade answered his call. This is the story of a man who died weak… and rose determined to remake a world he knew nothing about—no matter the cost. Warning: Dark fantasy with violence, gore, morally grey characters, and supernatural themes. Reader discretion advised.

A confox and two officers receive a bounty hunt for the Eldritch. Birkwood’s the district filled with sex, crime, and booze. Winchester is the district filled with dreamers in the capital of Aether. Luminaré consists of the high towers where the King of the Kings’ Isles prepares his next move on his path to be the greatest Animagi that has ever lived. An Eldergate is opened. Remnants of a war in a distant past, 2500 years ago, begin resurface. Amidst all this, as an old Eldritch horror begins to crawl through the lands of Terra itself, Fanatics begin to emerge. (BTW: This ain't an ff, it's an OG work of mine. Im just publishing it in fanfiction category cuz I dont expect to contract this.) /// Chapter release schedule: 3 - 5 Chapters / week Note: It’s just a crazy idea that came to my head, and I was itching to write it down. If you’re a reader who is into fantasy, furry (because the book consists 100% furry characters), and anything crazy in general. You’d love the book. It’s my first book as DevisjustaDude. I hope y’all love it. See y’all in the chapters (0 – 0)

Derek McCoy was a man who spent his entire life facing adversity and injustice. After being forced to settle with surviving rather than living, he had finally found his place in the world, until everything was taken from him one last time. After losing his life to avenge his murdered brother, he reincarnates until he finds a world worth living in, a world filled with magic and monsters. Follow him along his journey, from grieving brother to alien soldier. From infant to Supreme Magus. ------------------------------------------- Tags: Transmigration, Male MC, Western Fantasy Schedule: 12 chapters/week (unless I'm ill or stuff happens) Chapter Lenght: 1200 - 1400 words Warning: The MC is not a hero nor an anti-hero. He is a broken, cynic and misanthropic person looking only for his own gain. If you are looking for a forgiving, nice, MC that goes around saving people in distress, this is not your cup of tea. Same if you want an unchanging MC with no character development. ------------------------------------------- Discord Server: https://discord.gg/suprememagus ---------------------------------------- Cover of Tiamat form Lith Verhen by josh groban aka manohar aka Animustw. My new Pfp was made by Josh (same as above). Visit the official discord for his official portraits of the characters.

What does it mean to have your life under control? Ryan thought he had his life under control. He inherited the family business and was rich because of it. He had a loving grandfather, even if he was never home, and a charming AI butler to talk to. And then they appeared. Five protagonists, five anime and the revelation that the multiverse is real shattered the understanding Ryan had in off his life. Now enlisted in a fight he didn't sign up for, Ryan is caught in the middle with nowhere to run. Ahead of him lies deception, bloodshed and the hope that he makes it out alive alongside his new friends.

Angela Meyler has spent her life haunted by nightmares she can’t explain—visions of gods, blood-soaked vows, and a man with ice-cold eyes who always finds her before she dies. When disappearances spread across the world and ancient powers begin to stir, Angela uncovers the truth she was never meant to remember: She was stolen from Olympus. Stripped of her memories. Hidden among mortals. Bound by a fate powerful enough to terrify the gods themselves. Her power is forbidden. Her existence is hunted. And the god sworn to protect her has never once failed. William Enyalius is a warrior forged by war—unyielding, relentless, and bound by oath to stand between Angela and the gods who would destroy her. He does not fear the gods. He fears what will happen if she remembers too soon. Because if Angela awakens fully, the gods won’t just hunt her— They’ll start a war to stop her. A dark mythological fantasy romance of devotion, fate, reincarnation, and a protector willing to defy Olympus itself.

"Get your hands off me!" she wrestled against my grip, so I held her even tighter. "Put this on!" I groaned, toiling to keep her in place and wishing again I’d worn the damn gloves. The feel of her warm skin under my arm and palm wasn’t helping my focus. "I'm not taking you home like this!" "You don't tell me what to do!" she snapped, thrashing to break free of my hold as I fumbled with the cloak in my other hand, trying to drape it over her bare shoulders. "I'm not going home! Let me go, I said!" "Did you really think I got you out of there just to let you wander the streets, almost naked, like a lunatic?" That stopped her. "What did you call me?!" "LU-NA-TIC." "You... You…! Take your hands off me, you insolent brute!" Enraged, she yanked her arm too abruptly and lost her balance. I caught her, wrapped her in the cloak, and threw her over my shoulder. "PUT ME DOWN!" She shrieked and flailed, but I ignored her, making my way to the Commander’s house, which, thanks to Braa, was only two streets away. Since the entire population was in the square for the ridiculous festival, no one intervened at the frantic cries of the wild creature. No wonder in the ten years I've known the Commander, I've never heard that he has a daughter. She must’ve been kept locked away. Strangely, she suddenly went still and quiet. Had she grown tired, worried about attracting attention, or finally realized how inappropriate it was to show up at her parents' doorstep in this state? She didn’t seem to care before. With every step, my anxiety grew—she was limp. "Hey!" No answer. Seriously?! "Hey, you!" Nothing. A bad feeling crept over me, so I pulled her off my shoulder and into my arms. Her head fell against my chest—unconscious. "Hey! Hey, you!" I shook her, but she didn’t react. Panic surged through me. Had she fainted? Had I held her too tight? Lifting her more securely, I sprinted toward the Commander's house.

If you like the witcher + avatar + system with levels and exp .

Veteran duelist Miles transmigrated and woke up in the Spirit Continent, a world where dueling reigns supreme above all else. Staring at an environment where Axe Raiders hack each other to pieces, Miles originally thought it would be easy to become the Duel King of this world. But the reality? "Since you lost your physical body before transmigrating, you can only exist in spirit form, possessing someone else." "Women only slow down my card plays!" Miles grumbled. "But why... why have I ended up as the dueling spirit behind a bunch of girls?!" Aisha said, "I Normal Summon Mokey Mokey in Attack Position." "Are you stupid? Why would you summon a 300 Attack vanilla in Attack Position?!" ... Disclaimer: All rights to the original content belong to their respective creators. Title: 打牌吧！ 在剑与魔法的异世界 Author: 摸鱼阿唯 ... NOTE: TS/GENDER BENDER ... 7-10/week BONUS CHAPS 「+1 in each stage, resets each Sunday」 「50〡100〡200〡250〡300」

Jaiden expects it to be a normal summer but everything changes when she finds out a family secret at camp. Her mother isn't who she seems to be, even Jaiden isn't who she thought she was.

Oren falls into a foreign land after surviving something that should have erased him entirely. Whatever he once was, whatever power or purpose he held, is gone. He awakens weak, human, and surrounded by people who treat suffering as routine and survival as currency. ( will probably change) (Author’s note: The title of this story may change in the future. Those who continue reading will understand that the current title relates to the MC’s past.)

In a world where games turn into reality, Seraphius finds himself trapped inside the popular virtual reality game Overlord, once beloved by countless players. The boundaries between the real world and the digital realm no longer exist, and he must adapt to the game's rules, where power and control dictate the fate of everything. As he struggles to survive, Seraphius uncovers the game’s deepest secrets and begins his journey to become the ultimate force in the world of Overlord, challenging new enemies, exploring uncharted lands, and carving his path in a world that knows no mercy.