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Kyle found himself back in 1995 when he was 18 years old. At this time his mother is still alive and his family still owns his father's Toy shop. Now that he has come back to this point in time he doesn't want any regret in his life, he will not let his mother die. Just as the release of “Toy Story” was on the horizon, and the dawn of the Internet age was approaching, with the knowledge about the future, he was going to make his own. Titles like “Harry Potter”, “Pirates of the Caribbean”, “Fast and Furious”, and “Avengers” are certainly ones you recognise. Reborn in Hollywood, he aimed to be a charismatic traveller through time. ......................... This is a translation of a novel with some changes Raw: 好莱坞从动画开始 ......................... You can access 60+ advance chapter on Patreon:- patreon.com/Stories_hub739

A man gets a second chance at life when he wakes up in the body of a struggling nobody in 1997 Tokyo. Broke, talentless, and stuck in a city still reeling from the economic collapse, he has nothing going for him except one impossible advantage: he remembers the future of manga. And his first choice was DEATH NOTE. With knowledge of masterpieces that won't exist for years, he steps into the world of Weekly Shonen Jump at the dawn of its most legendary era, where future icons like authors of Big Three are still unknown newcomers and the competition for serialization is ruthless. But stolen ideas alone won't save him. His art is rough, his wallet is empty, and the manga industry doesn't care how good your story is if you can't survive long enough to tell it. This is the story of a borrowed genius clawing his way from rock bottom to the top of Japan's manga world! ----- No system, no perfect memory or any OP powers except future knowledge. Stories so far: [DEATH NOTE PILOT] [DEATH NOTE(*DIFFERENT ENDING*)] This is a translation of a fanfic. All characters, story, and rights belong to the original creators. RAW in pinnned review.

This man began as a completely unremarkable defensive midfielder. Then, by chance, he learned a bit about organizing play... then a bit about carrying the ball forward... and then free kicks too. And just like that, the football world got lively. Kaká and Cristiano Ronaldo loved playing with him—handsome, eloquent, and most importantly, the guy who covered their backs so they could focus on attacking up front. Messi had a love-hate relationship with him. Every time he played against Barcelona, he got fired up—and somehow always dragged Messi into playing brotherly football. All number 8s loved playing alongside him—his coverage was everywhere, his pressure resistance was second to none. He was the ultimate shield in front of center-backs, the perfect partner to midfielders, and the strongest wall behind the forwards. Xabi Alonso was his mentor, Mourinho his boss, and Pogba? Just his junior. Whenever a reporter asked him how he got so good, he'd always reply: “Train like hell. Give it everything you’ve got!” Thank you for the support, friends. If you want to read more chapters in advance, go to my Patreon. Read 40 Chapters In Advance: patreon.com/Johanssen10

Eridius died the dumbest way possible—hit by a truck, launched into another, then crushed by a third. Now he’s standing in a reincarnation office, expecting a fresh start. Fate gives him two choices: Become someone worse than a certain infamous painter… —or take a random system cobbled together from scrap. He picks the system. Big mistake. It’s barely functional, clearly built from junk—and to make things worse, he’s dropped into a city where people have clocks for heads, time is currency, and “human resources” is taken very literally. And worst of all— [Garion]: Sign the papers already. Eridius groans. [Eridius]: Please stop, Miss Garion. This is a Fixer office, not an orphanage. You can’t adopt me. She smiles. [Garion]: Oh, really? The next second, the office explodes outward as masked Fixers are blasted through the walls— Garion casually walks out, carrying Eridius in a princess carry as she runs.

What would you do to reach your desires? Amid the people of Vagis, a youthful and fame hungry Kassius Moore grew up preparing for his future as he strives to reach the top of the world in a way not everyone does; by stealing. The fortune gained is magnificent, the infamy is extraordinary but the cost is immense. Will Kassius be able to reach his goal, or will he fall victim to the fate many others before him faced?

(Warning: This is under revision. Don't blame me if you don't understand the story) Transferring to Tokyo after his parents died, Kazuma Fukuyama moved to the old house his parents owned and start his new life as an independent person living alone in Tokyo. However, things will change the moment he stumbled upon a huge discovery after inputting a code that was meant to enter a group chat for his classmates in school. Instead of getting inside the group chat with his soon-to-be classmates, he found out that the people in that group chat call themselves Magicians in the group chat named Kabbalah. An accidental encounter that will soon change his life and throw him into a spiral of danger and mysticism as he will be forced to remain in the group chat and become one with them.

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A couple weeks before Lake's Martial Course Entrance Exam, While he was taking a nap during a class he is awoken by a strange beeping sound. Opening his sleepy eyes, he could see a strange holographic screen in front of him. [Roleplay System has successfully bonded to host. Do you wish to begin roleplaying?] [Yes?] or [No?] At first Lake thought he was still half asleep and half-heartedly chose [Yes]. Immediately After he saw a new prompt appear before his eyes. [Please select the main role the host wishes to play from the following options.] After reading that message, A series of options appeared before him. The options were so numerous that they covered the entirety of his vision. From the numerous options Lake could spot a few interesting sounding roles, [Martial Saint], [Heavenly Sage], [Harem King], [Slaughterer]… The options were too much and they made Lake dizzy. Without much thinking Lake scanned through the list of roles and choose the role whose name caught his attention the most. [Master of Fate] *** Disclaimer 1. Cover art is not mine. It belongs to kaslla. I took the image and edited my title onto it. Their twitter handle is ksb_x4 if you wish to check out their work. 2. This is my first novel that I decided to write to fill up my free time, so don't expect constant updates or any amazing writing quality. 3. I am willing to take criticism as I am still looking to improve my writing skills. For those who may post constructive criticism, thanks in advance. 4. Finally, thank you for taking the time to read my novel.

Time Magazine once gave this review of a man: "Mr. Yang is a great inventor. The products he created changed how hundreds of millions live, work, and travel." "At the same time, his inventions created millions of jobs and made outstanding contributions to regional economies." ... Never would he have imagined—Yang Wendong, already a successful entrepreneur, would accidentally travel back to the 1950s. Given a second chance, he would once again rise from nothing, climb to the peak of this era, and build a century-spanning Chinese family empire. Friends, if you want to read chapters in advance, subscribe to my patreon. Read 40 Chapters In Advance: patreon.com/johanssen10

"Tonight marks the end of Damon Mateo." Carlos said as he pointed his gun on Maria who was now sprawled on the floor in tears.. BANG! Blood and brain matter sprayed on the floor. Maria was dead. Damon was stunned. "Mommy!!!" Amelia shouted and rushed to her Mother. BANG! Amelia fell on top of Maria, dead. Damon was truly stunned speechless. He couldn't believe what was happening. He couldn't find his voice. He just stared at the faces of his dead wife and daughter. He then turned to Carlos. Damon stared at him for a few seconds, and a smile showed on his face. "Carlos, I want you to know, that I will find you.. even if I have to make a deal with the devil himself, but know this, I will return, and I will kill every single one of you. I will make you all die, in a slow, painful, and undesirable death." Damon vowed with crazy smile on his face. "For that my friend, you have to claw your way out of hell first." Carlos replied with a nonchalant expression on his face. BANG! Blood and brain matter escaped from Damon's head as he fell down beside his family.. dead. They held me, and made me watch as they ravaged my wife before killing her, then killed my four years old daughter, and killed me as well.. they put a bullet through my skull.. but I told them I'll be back, even if I have to make a deal with the devil himself, I'll pay whatever price the devil, and when I return, I will make them bleed from their eyes.. I will make them, every single one of them, die in a.. slow.. painful.. and undesirable death, who knew there was actually someone listening. I was once human, now I'm a vengeful demon. You have no idea what's coming, but I do, and even the devil who gave me a second chance will feel utterly terrified of what's to come. A REVENANT'S WRATH

Lin Haoran was reborn in 1978 Hong Kong, becoming a wealthy young heir. At this time, the glory of the British financial consortiums was beginning to fade, while Chinese capital was rising rapidly like bamboo after the rain, starting to shine on the international stage. Former British-controlled giants like Wharf and Hutchison Whampoa were becoming prime targets pursued by Chinese entrepreneurs. So, with growing strength, Lin Haoran set his sights on the leading British trading firm—Jardine Matheson... Thank you for the support, friends. If you want to read more chapters in advance, go to my Patreon. Read 30 Chapters In Advance: patreon.com/Albino1

Pride and ego, My cloak and dagger, All Hail Me.

Some call it the “Age of the Supernatural.” In the ten years following the advent of this era, various superhumans emerged like mushrooms after the rain. Based on the different levels of power these individuals displayed, the nations of the world classified superhumans into five tiers. However, after being injured, Li Dong’s qi sense weakened drastically, making it difficult for him to use martial arts. Although his physical abilities still far surpass those of ordinary people, he has regressed to the “1st level.” Li Dong retires and returns to his hometown, only to find his fiancée with another man… #NTR #Netorare

The Specialists: Book One — Awakening “So far as we’re on Earth, we all live, we all walk, and we’re all different... but... it’s more than that, isn’t it?” There will always be a set of people — or maybe various sets — different from the rest. They walk among us, invisible yet always watching, bound by rules written before time began. Not all their stories are told. But come to think of it... if we never tell, they will never know. Beneath the hum of cities and the illusion of normal life, another world exists—one of secret factions, ancient clans, and Arms that bend the laws of nature itself. Shadows move across time, hunting and watching those who can rewrite reality. When an orphaned student receives a call that changes everything, and a stranger draped in dusk arrives at the edge of his world, the first thread begins to pull loose. What wakes isn’t always alive. What’s buried doesn’t always stay dead. And the ones who remember… are already watching. Awakening is just the first movement in a war older than history itself.

5 Ch/day PS. ÷================================÷ This is not my Original Work it Was not on this site so Im gonna put the Chapters on her all Credit Gose to the Original Author ÷================================÷ After graduating, Su Jing was met with rejection everywhere he went. Discouraged, he returned home to adjust his mood. He then discovered that his own backyard had become the Galactic Garbage Station. Every day, lots of tr*sh would suddenly appear – some were from Tomb of God, Battle Through the Heavens, Coiling Dragon, One Piece, Naruto, Bleach, X-Men, Captain America, Iron Man, and even from the Marvel Universe. As the owner of the garbage station, Su Jing had the duty to process all these tr*sh. In the beginning, he thought it would be a hard and unprofitable task. Afterwards, he discovered that this was actually the most beautiful and cushy job of his entire life.

Years later, when he would finally hold the “Lifetime Achievement Award” in his hands, Makoto would recall one very specific afternoon—the afternoon he was sent flying ten whole meters… By Kitasan Black. At the time, he had only recently gotten his Central Trainer’s license. Unfortunately, his lack of experience was obvious, and many Umamusume turned him down without a second thought. And so, after being rejected yet again, maybe his mind wandered a bit too much. While waiting to cross at a red light, he spotted a child nearly step into oncoming traffic. His body moved before his brain could catch up. The kid was fine. He was not. Because he got hit. Not by a car, but by an Umamusume. She had black hair, red eyes, and a matching black tail. And she slammed into him at full sprint. Thanks to years of quiet self-training—secretly guided by memories from a past life—he managed to twist midair and land without too much damage. Still, getting launched like that wasn’t exactly part of his daily routine. The Umamusume, on the other hand, was completely panicking. “I-I’m so sorry! Are you hurt?! A-are you okay?!” “I-I'm Kitasan Black! A first-year at Tracen Academy! Pleased to meet you—wait, no, that’s not what I should say right now!” “I—I mean—I’ll take responsibility! I’ll take full responsibility for this!!” That’s how it all began. The girl’s name was Kitasan Black. And this was the start of everything. = = = = Note: Some character backgrounds and settings have been reworked for narrative purposes. This version expands the Umamusume world while staying faithful to the spirit of the original. Non-Umamusume fan can read it as a mix of sports drama and school life.

After an award ceremony, a reporter found the great director Nanaya Kiryu who helped the heroine win the Best Actress trophy again and interviewed him. Reporter: Director Kiryu, congratulations on the heroine of your movie winning the Best Actress trophy again. May I ask why you can do it every time? Nanaya: Because I am very good at discovering the beauty of women. In my eyes, whether it is a queen, a loli, a transvestite, long hair, short hair, modern, ancient costume, tsundere, electric wave system, sickly, queen, princess, saint, glasses girl, ghost, elf, animal ear girl, or even a 17 or 18-year-old old woman, they all have their own beauty. I just show this beauty to the audience. Reporter: It seems that something strange has mixed in? Nanaya: That's your illusion. ————————————————————————— PS: This is a story about a time-traveling director who builds the Type-Moon film and television universe in a parallel world (wrong?). This is Translation I will try 1 chapter/day The Author is bilndのmiku酱 Support me on pat reon.com/onigiri617 there art 50+ chapter there

In a quiet corner next to a bustling street stands a small, signboard-less shop that only wakes up when the sun goes down. There is no menu here. You simply tell the owner what you crave, and he turns your wish into a culinary miracle. Ren is a retired, undefeated underground fighter who traded his fists for a kitchen knife. His culinary skills are so divine that he conquered the "God Tongue" of Nakiri Erina with a simple bowl of porridge and turned the Elite Ten's Kobayashi Rindou into a love-struck regular. But the true secret of the restaurant lies in its door. Every night, it connects to different worlds. Here, Lucifer, the Queen of Hell, abandons her pride to become a clumsy, chocolate-loving resident. The Red-Haired Yonko, Shanks, shares his finest sake with the bald hero Saitama, who is just happy to find a delicious meal that fits his budget. Even the lonely salesman Suzuki Satoru finds a warm refuge here from his exhausting work, while the compulsive gambler Momobami Kirari discovers a new obsession more thrilling than any high-stakes game. From Asuna stopping by for a late-night snack to Albus Dumbledore discovering the magic of cuisine, Ren's life is a chaotic yet heartwarming mix of legendary guests and unforgettable flavors. Welcome to the Dimensional Restaurant. Where the food heals the soul, and the guests are anything but ordinary. [Tags: #Fanfiction #Cooking #System #SliceofLife #Harem #Overpowered #Crossover #Urban #Anime #StoreOwner]

The Sixth Member of the Police Academy in Detective Conan [No female lead. Master of disguises. The male protagonist is a growth-type character who develops over time rather than becoming overpowered instantly.] As one of the six members of the police academy group, Sasajima Ritsu embarks on the “point of no return” by going undercover in the Black Organization. However, he never expected to gain Gin’s appreciation and even end up becoming close enough with Vodka to call each other brothers. Wait a second… I’m an undercover agent, right? Gin, snap out of it—stop always looking out for me! And wait—how did it come to this? My subordinates are undercover agents, and even my colleagues are undercover agents too? P.S. This story has no romantic pairing (no CP). There are many foreshadowing elements, and the author will do their best to resolve them all!

Lazare Bonaparte died with regrets. A shadow engineer and former commando, he watched his country surrender its technological sovereignty to American and Asian giants. He was a soldier in a losing war. But Fate—or a glitch in the universe—hit the reset button. Lazare wakes up on October 14, 1980. He is back to square one: a cold bed in a crumbling Parisian orphanage. He is poor, underage, and nobody takes him seriously. But he remembers everything. He knows the architecture of microprocessors that won't be invented for another decade. He knows the code for the viruses that will paralyze the world. He knows the coming market crashes, the wars, and the fatal weaknesses of his future enemies. No more following orders. This time, Lazare won't just endure History. He will write it. From the muddy markets of Paris to the golden halls of the Military Academy, from illegal garage labs to the secret boardrooms of the Defense Ministry, witness the brutal ascent of a boy who decided to build an empire on sand, and turn it into silicon. He doesn't want money. He wants absolute sovereignty. Welcome to Project VOLTA.