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This is a fan translation of 数码骇客之追忆 The original author is 懒人zro Art is by takatomon_(rebelki01101507) Edit is by ClayTL Please support them! === Standing silently amid a world composed entirely of blood and flames. The WarGreymon, his body mostly encased in pale yellow alloy armor, stared helplessly into the sky. His expression carried an indescribable sorrow and decay. Traversing countless timelines, seeking endless possibilities, even resetting existing world lines… Even he, hailed as the "Strongest Hacker," had reached complete exhaustion. Yet despite this, he continued to drag his weary body forward, still hoping to grasp that last glimmer of hope. “You want to protect the world…” “But I just want to protect you.” And so, upon this empty apocalyptic plain, only the faint echoes of his last words lingered across the battlefield woven from blood and flame. “Wait for me—I promise I'll walk with you until the very end!” === discord.gg/wisetl

This is a fan translation of 从滚球兽开始 The original author is 魔王丘比 Art is by amblue02 Edit is by ClayTL Please support them! === There's a saying: All things begin with Koromon… But as a very ambitious transmigrator, what should I do now that I've become a Koromon who can freely control my Digivolution and De-Digivolution at will? Alright, let's start with a modest goal… I'll occupy half the seats of the Royal Knights with my alternate forms! Even so, why is my Digivolution route slightly different from what I imagined? === discord.gg/wisetl

A man travels to a cultivation world using his galactic spacecraft, hoping to explore and understand its mysterious power. However, after arriving, he discovers that he is only a mortal and cannot cultivate like the people of that world. Unable to follow the path of immortals, he refuses to give up and instead decides to conquer the world using the knowledge and power of modern technology.

Author Synopsis:Woke up in a child's body after being hit by a truck? Thank goodness I'm alive! Find yourself in an unfamiliar world, surrounded by communicators, the Holonet, and other benefits of civilization, while everyone around you uses smoky cars powered by burning hydrocarbons? It could be worse. At least you don't have to chase a mammoth with a spear. Did the universe dish out classic transmigrator goodies? Give me a hundred! What, not? Just a couple, but they were hefty grand pianos... That'll do for now. TL synopsis: Previous life-Futuristic AU This life- Richie rich in Harry potter world Evil Dumbledore,MC introduces new mageTech at around middle of story, MC is a good guy with a big ego, no harem 1 love interest Family has Damm near Infinite money, but he tries to make his own wealth

A science-fiction, post-apocalyptic epic blending hard science with metaphysical philosophy, a saga of action, faith, and survival, where the spirit of Muay Thai inside a ten-year-old boy collides with the ancient art of Qi cultivation. Futuristic science and inner discipline fuse into one struggle: staying alive in a fallen age. Kaodin, the ten-year-old son of a Muay Thai dojo family, becomes entangled in a timeless demon’s scheme and is cast through a cosmic rift, a wound between worlds that births Aeonfall itself. In its wake, the Qi dormant in his body ignites and merges with the rift’s strange radiation, reshaping inner circulation into a force that warps the boundaries of biology, matter, and will, turning his worldly power into something far beyond any human comprehension. In the broken future, Kaodin becomes a pivot point in humanity’s survival, a living proof that defiance can outlast ruin. He faces a question with teeth: does he sever the cycle of destruction and challenge the Timeless One’s existence, or does the desolation of this era consume his last thread of hope, the hope of rekindling humanity’s fate and returning to his original time to reunite with his family.

To survive in the court of the Supreme Lord of the Ra System, you need to be either Varys or Littlefinger, and this is the minimum threshold required for survival. But what if you're more of an engineer than a political manipulator? If the answer is correct, it's better to stay away from the throne, be the governor of a distant planet, mine the nakwadah and live happily ever after. Using his after-knowledge to destroy the Goa'uld regime, which only prevents the galaxy from coming to greatness.

In the year 1484 of the Sea Circle Calendar, Sidilir Oran, a pirate from Piltover, set sail into uncharted waters. That day became a turning point for the world—because with his arrival, the seas would never be the same. From the Project Universe codenamed Jin-Shiki, to the Tyrant Universe known as Warhammer-Oz… from Piltover’s Hextech armor to Zaun’s alchemical elixirs… even a clone of Charlotte Linlin has appeared on these seas. Here, dreams shatter the walls between worlds. Valoran technology collides with Devil Fruits, forging miracles that defy reason. And as for Star Guardian Urgot… well, some creations can only be called bizarre. (One piece • Sailing • Valoran • League of Legends) ---------------------------- Unlock the next 30 chapters at p@treon

Centuries have passed since civilization fell. The cities lie in ruin, scarred by war and a supernatural calamity that left the world twisted and dangerous. Humanity survives in fragments, clinging to life among the remnants of a society that once thrived. Elias is one of the few who walk these ruins, a survivor forged by necessity. Ordinary in every way, he possesses no extraordinary powers, no system, no inheritance—only sharp instincts, ruthless pragmatism, and a will to endure. In a world where Veil energy courses through relics, artifacts, and remnants of beings beyond comprehension, survival is a game of observation, patience, and cold calculation. But the ruins are not empty. Subtle traces of power linger in the air—faint pulses of Veil energy, remnants of eldritch forces, and the whispers of those who came before. Every relic, every fragment, holds secrets of a world that no longer exists, and some carry dangers that can destroy even the strongest of humans. As Elias navigates the shattered cities, he will encounter other survivors, some cautious, some ruthless. He will learn to sense the Veil, experiment with relics, and discover that even ordinary humans can wield fragments of extraordinary power—if they are willing to pay the cost. Yet the world’s true threats lie deeper: mutated monsters born of chaos, alien entities drawn to Veil energy, and eldritch beings whose motives are beyond comprehension. Every step could be the last, and every choice carries weight. “Relics of the Fallen World” is a tale of survival, exploration, and mystery in a post-apocalyptic landscape where power is everywhere, yet few can master it. Cold, cunning, and relentless, Elias must navigate a dangerous world where every ruin hides secrets—and every secret hides death.

Nareth was chosen by the Sefirot "Kingdom of Disorder," altering his fate from the gestation pod and giving the Chaos Gods a little shock. During the Great Crusade, he expanded the empire's borders. In the Horus Heresy, he slew the traitorous Primarchs. After the Emperor ascended the Golden Throne, as the only remaining Primarch, he became the one to put out fires across the galaxy. In the War of the Beast, he struck down the Beast. In the Eternal War, he made traitors tremble in fear. All praise his loyalty—but was that the whole truth? "Actually, I was just in it for the benefits. "What? You didn’t notice? With the potion ingredients, I could nurture Beyonders. "Belisarius Cawl was my ‘enlightener’..." "I am the shadow of order, finding every exploitable loophole in the rules." He is the Black Emperor, the one who dictates the laws. He forges a new empire and carves out a future for humanity, drowning in darkness and despair!

Lucas transmigrates to a parallel world and is thrilled to discover that many of the classic, brilliant games from his past life don’t exist here. Eager to make his mark, he’s also burdened with an "Emotion Collection System"—where players’ emotions like joy, sorrow, excitement, fear, and anger from his games make him stronger. But why is it so much easier to harvest resentment than happiness? Staring at his point earnings, Lucas is utterly baffled. And so, his career as a game designer takes a… creative turn. In Undertale, players slam their desks and scream: "I’m the one being played by this game!" In Outlast, players shriek: "The locker moved! I quit—NOPE!" In Dark Souls, players cheerfully boot up the game, only to beg: "Leave the Fire Keeper and GET OUT! Take your damn flame with you—we refuse to link it!" In Call of Duty, Soap, Roach, and Ghost meet tragic ends; in Final Fantasy VII, Zack falls in battle and Aerith meets her fate; in Red Dead Redemption, Arthur and John are betrayed… Players collectively rage: "DAMN YOU, LUCAS, YOU SADISTIC OLD FOX! CAN’T YOU BE KINDA TO YOUR PROTAGONISTS?!" When asked by a reporter how he feels about players’ fury, LUCAS smiles faintly: "This isn’t hatred—it’s the world’s players urging me forward! This is LOVE! Thank you all; I’ll keep up the good work!"

"25 liters of water, 20 kilograms of oxygen, 4 kilograms of ammonia, 1.5 kilograms of lime, 800 grams of phosphorus... Well, plus 1 high-power energy core, 1 Qigong secret book..." "This should be reasonable, right?" Looking at the mess on the ground, Luca was a little nervous and silently said "synthesis" in his heart. A bright golden light flashed, and a beautiful blond woman walked out of the light slowly and saluted Luca respectfully. "Doctor, Android 18 reports to you!" ...... [Anesthetic Watch], [Hextech Gunblade], [Artificial Devil Fruit], [Gundam Exia]...... I don't know when it started, Luca found that his so-called "inventions" seemed to be getting more and more outrageous. Until... "Broken jade?? What if the phone booth??" "Is this really reasonable?!" ...

The sky fell. The timer hit zero. Everything ended. Soren watched it happen, standing there in the ruins of the seventh floor as meteorites tore through the clouds and obliterated everything he had spent years fighting for. The Hero's Party, humanity's last hope, reduced to ash in a single moment. His friend Aldric, dead somewhere in the final dungeon. Alicia, Marcus, Lyra, Elias, all of them gone. He had been the weakest member of the party. The strategist whose clever plans could not stop an apocalypse. Then he woke up. Years in the past, in his younger body, at an Academy he had once attended. The friends who would die were still alive. he had been given a second chance. Now Soren has awakened earlier than he should have, with a mysterious attribute that the system refuses to explain, and knowledge of every disaster that is about to come. his climb to the top has not even begun. 'This time will be different. This time they will win ' He thought. But Soren doesn't knows yet that something fundamental has changed about the world its not the same he remembers anymore. -------------- Hello everyone, Corporeal_ here , Its my first proper novel i know the synopsis sound really generic but i assure you that it will be anything but simple , so please read at least the first few chapter to determine how you feel about it. Its still my first novel so if you find any inconsistencies or issues in writing please leave a comment about it i will make sure to ready and fix everything if necessary you can expect a fairly reasonable development for all the character in the story not just the mc. Thankyou Looking forward to having you on this journey.

Soul Mechas were forged to punish the Eldritch Monsters that attack this world from Beyond the Glass. But they can only be powered by those who bond with ancient mythical souls from that world. Unfortunately, souls are only attracted to negative emotions: helplessness, anguish, and loss. The deeper and more wronged, the better. However, regardless of the empire's pressure on the people to produce the best Soulbound Warriors and the heavy stigma from his father's curse, Soren remains a happy boy, a dreamer. Until he ends up with the worst soulbond in history after 'The Touching Glass Ceremony.' An F-rank soul. Trash even amongst trash. Even the commoners laughed when his rank was called. Beggars in rags celebrated and claimed to be above him. But was it really the worst soul bond ever? Because, when an Eldritch monster ravages their town and kills all that he loves, Soren finds himself repeating the same day again and again, bathing in unimaginable pain and death that forces him to grow, evolve, and confront questions that plague the empire, his father's mysterious curse, soul rituals, and the Eldritchs' true goals on earth. Each loop leaves him HUNGRIER, stronger...but less human. As the lines between man, soul, and machine blur, Soren must decide the very fate of the world...

Tussle is used to the contracts he takes, dangerous for others but not him. That's how the world works, isn't it? The only unfortunate thing is the recent realization of how long he's been doing contracts alone. In an effort to both reduce his isolation and increase efficiency, his employers assign him to the new interns. That isn't much of a problem, not at first... ...If Daimon Quaerere wasn't the VR-game used as a front for the literal ghost-hunting he has to do. Which none of these interns have been told yet. And then they end up getting into trouble so quick! Tussle just wants to help solve the mysteries and better the world (and cause lots of chaos)! Why does he have to babysit a bunch of newbies?! Why did he have to have them along on the one contract that goes so wrong?! And where are they?! [Warnings: ghosts, injuries, summoning and exorcising rituals, similar aspects of the occult, read at your own risk]

Gherm was beyond ecstatic when he was finally free of the mafia. The constant pressure over his identity had vanished overnight. But like most things that worked too well in the direction he wanted, this too had a few consequences he hadn’t anticipated. Another group had come to the same inference about him as the mafia. He was a liability. Amidst the wreckage brought by this new set of unknown, he managed to get hold of one single bond. It was frail and small, yet it held meaning. And suddenly, the question that defined the rest of his life refused to leave him alone. Should he hunt the people who destroyed everything he had left? Should he disappear, bury the past, and live quietly for the sake of the one bond still in his hands? Or should he stop pretending he was ever meant for peace and accept the path that had followed him all his life?

Steven was experiencing one of his worst day ever. After quitting his job and getting hit by a car, he wondered if anything good could still come out of the day. But who would had thought that the screen that appeared in his vision after he was hit, would be the thing turn his life around completely. [Rebate System: You can trigger varying levels of rebate, from 1.5x to 10x, by spending money. Rebate rewards will vary depending on the amount spent.] "Wait, what? Really?" Watch Steven make his way up the ladder of society, and also up the ladder of the universe.

Five centuries after reality tore open, humans walk the paths of dead gods to claim strength beyond limits. Rudy wanted nothing more than to join them — until a forced experiment left him crippled and cut off from every known trial gate. He refused the destiny forced upon him and clawed his way to the answer of his agony... he couldn't enter the known, but nothing stopped him from venturing into the unknown. He found the key, the gate, and the path of blood that no one has ever walked. He stepped into the world of irregulars with absolutely nothing to lose... but himself.

Set in late medieval England, 1457, thirteen-year-old Roald dreams of crafting steam-powered water vessels far beyond his village’s imagination. His world changes forever when a man in a strange mechanical cart—who calls himself a boatmaker—arrives and takes Roald as his apprentice, bringing him to the distant kingdom of Dillaclor. But Dillaclor is not the kingdom the boatmaker remembers. Beneath its altered streets and shifting loyalties, a hidden figure pulls the strings of power. As Roald is drawn deeper into court politics, dangerous alliances, and mechanical innovation, he must decide what kind of craftsman—and what kind of man—he will become before the kingdom is quietly dismantled from within.

They called him a monster. After a mysterious event known as the Ferro Pulse, humans called Voltants gained the power to control electricity. Most are controlled by the government. Some are hunted. Kaito Ren was supposed to be normal. Until the night his body awakened Black Static, a dark lightning power unlike anything the world had seen. Now the Volt Control Bureau is after him. But if the city wants a monster… then a monster is exactly what it will get.