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Ethan possessed everything one could desire, wealth, happiness, luxury cars, and a loving girlfriend. He had never fought a day in his life, but then suddenly, he woke up in a different world. A world where destruction and bloodshed was the norm. A world where the weak had no place to survive. Ethan now possessing the body of a boy who had failed his awakening twice and was on his last try, now stood in this world. Can Ethan who never fought a day in his life survive in a world where battles and death occurs every second, minute, hour and day. Would he rise through the ashes of the world, or would he burn with it. ____________ Discord Link: https://discord.gg/ZNUNmJEEVC

SYNOPSIS: A guy from real world got transmigrated into One Piece world as none other than Wuji 'Black Flash' Himtadori himself. Now, let's see what kind of storm the King of Black Sparks/Strongest of the Tomorrow, student of the Strongest of the Today, grand-nephew of the Strongest of the history, son of the Nah I'd take backshots, friend of the Potential Man stirs. Get ready Imu, for the Left-Right Goodnight, the Himathy Himself is coming after you. SELF INSERT STORY. THIS IS NOT A TRANSLATION. It's my original take. English is not my first language, so I only use A.I to correct grammatical errors. Please don't spam its A.I and all that. ONE PIECE AND JUJUTSU KAISEN is not my works, and they belong to ODA and GEGE respectively. ------------------- I will try to upload one chapter per day. As long as I have a chapter already ready to upload. BREAK ON SUNDAY. THANKS, AND LOVE YOU ALL......

[WSA 2025 ENTRY] - This Novel is participating in the 2025 WebNovel Spirity Awards ^^ Due to unfortunate circumstances, "Ari" Ariel Matisse lived in the slums of Los Angeles, also known as Skid Row. One night, on his way home, he was killed while witnessing an old man getting beaten. When he woke up, he had been thrown into a dumpster, and a strange screen flashed across his eyes, and no matter how he looked at it, it reminded him of a status window in a game. [System Integration Complete!] [Become a Global Music Superstar!] For some reason, he gained a system that wanted him to join a survival show and become a globally famous idol. If he refused to complete his given tasks, he would die. But if he succeeded, he would have the money and power to change his life as well as get revenge against the person who killed him. P.s. this story is kind of a love letter to LA and the amazing blend of cultures (American, Asian, Hispanic, African, etc) that can be found there. I hope you all fall in love with the area as much as I love it.

I’m an omega who is a top. I’ve never felt the need to be submissive— The idea of bending myself to take it never felt right. So I stayed alone, because every alpha wanted to soften me, quiet me, turn me into someone who isn’t me, to force me to submit and turn into a bottom. Then my father started dying, and I was bound to an enigma I didn’t ask for but couldn’t ignore. Sebastian doesn’t try to own me. He stands beside me. And somewhere between him and a masked (male) witch who sees right through every wall I built between myself and them, my life begins to unravel—and remake itself. “Please,” he says quietly, “let me help you get through your heat.” I meet his eyes and shake my head. “You can’t. You're an Enigma.” I say. “ And I’m a top.” ------

NSFW warning : This fanfic has many lemon scenes.....I've already warned you, so don't blame me for this. ________________ Synopsis Allen is a man who has just died—only to find that death is not the end of his story. Instead of fading into nothingness, he awakens before a goddess who boldly declares that she wants him to become her husband. There’s just one problem: this goddess is a little… unhinged. Deeply in love and overwhelmingly possessive, she sends Allen traveling across countless worlds, encouraging him to build a harem along the way. Caught between divine affection, absurd adventures, and a growing number of extraordinary women, Allen’s new life becomes a chaotic journey of romance, comedy, and interdimensional escapades—guided by a goddess whose love knows no limits. ........... this is original fanfic

Shot dead in modern Baltimore, MMA fighter Marcus Cole awakens in the body of Ulf the White, a drunken Targaryen bastard living in King's Landing's filthy Flea Bottom. The year is 112 AC, years before the Dance of the Dragons. Ulf is cursed with a body weakened by alcohol and neglect , but blessed with two unique, latent abilities originating from the One Piece world that require intensive training to unlock: Kilo Kilo no Mi (Weight Manipulation): Ulf can shift his mass from being incredibly light, granting him enhanced speed, to being incredibly heavy (up to thousands of kilograms), allowing for devastating strikes and defense. Rokushiki (Six Styles): A formidable martial arts system that pushes the human body beyond its limits, giving him access to specific techniques: Soru (Shave): High-speed movement by kicking the ground ten times in an instant. Tekkai (Iron Body): Hardening muscles to iron density for defense. Rankyaku (Tempest Kick): Launching compressed air blades from a kick. Shigan (Finger Pistol): Thrusting a finger to pierce flesh like a bullet. Geppo (Moon Step): Kicking the air to achieve flight/vertical movement. Kami-e (Paper Arts): Making the body loose and flexible to evade attacks. Refusing to be another footnote, Ulf begins brutal conditioning and systematic self-injury to develop adaptive resistance against poison and fire. His only goal: to prevent the horrific fate of Princess Helaena Targaryen. Winning a melee and catching the eye of high lords , Ulf maneuvers into the Red Keep, eliminating the assassins Blood and Cheese before they can strike.

After being swept up in a catastrophic distortion of time and space, Gar finds himself torn from the Pokémon world and thrown into the land of Fiore. A world where magic rules everything. Staring at the glowing system interface before him, Gar falls into deep thought. [Name: Gar Brons] [Class: Pokémon Creator] [Attribute: Neutral] [Traits: Multi-Attribute Compatibility] [Special Moves: Light of Judgment, Perish Song, Destruction Beam...] Somehow, his body has changed… into something resembling a human-shaped Arceus. Or more precisely… a god in mortal form. In a world of mages, dragons, and guilds, Gar awakens as a being capable of creating Pokémon, wielding countless abilities, and mastering any form of magic. And perhaps— Something far greater than a Magic God has just been born.

They harvested his father. They threw him into hell, but they never guessed what they were forging. In a world where elites steal supernatural powers from the weak, Leon Storm’s father was scrubbed from existence after a suspicious crash. All that remained was his paintbrush—and a volatile golden power now erupting in Leon, a storm of golden light, forged in grief and rage. Thrown into a lethal academy and a cruel world where failure means death, Leon faces elites who feed on the powerless and monsters that haunt ruined cities. Every closed door, every doubting voice, only sharpens his edge. As the storm within him grows, one question remains: Control the storm, or become the disaster the world deserves. The choice is his.

Opening the newspaper: "The Terrifying Clown of Bull Street Appears on Kos Street," "The Man-Eating Witch Caesar Flees Towards the Queen's Quarter," "The Casanova Sylvie Wins Over the Princess," "A Dragon-Winged Young Girl Appears Above the Monastery Outside the City," "The Great Saintess Saint Syl Arrives Today in Her Faithful Suramar!" "Ahem..." Saint Syl, somewhat embarrassed, put down the newspaper in the carriage. Damn it... Opening the newspaper, it's all me...

I only own the MC and nothing else. A boy was in front of God as he had been betrayed by Hope Mikaelson from his universe as he was framed to be kicked out of the Salvatore School, God offers him to take his place as the next God. He travels the multiverses making it peaceful and having fun. Multiverses travel story and world’s are random. MC is OP.

Crestwood used to be peaceful. Now people lock their doors before sunset. The town has become consumed by a string of brutal murders, each victim connected in ways the police fail to understand. To everyone else, the deaths seem random. But Aubrey knows better. There’s a pattern hidden beneath the bloodshed—something watching, choosing, waiting. And when the pattern begins circling her, she realizes she was never outside of it. Desperate for answers, Aubrey gathers the friends she trusts most, only to uncover a terrifying truth: all of them are connected by something far deeper than coincidence. Their lives, their encounters, even the tragedies that shaped them feel orchestrated, as though they had been guided toward one another long before they were born. But the deeper they dig, the more reality itself begins to unravel. Because behind Crestwood lies something far worse than a murderer. There are forces moving beyond human sight—silent influences shaping lives, steering choices, and bending fate toward an outcome only they understand. To them, people are nothing more than expendable positions in a larger design, living entire lives unaware they were never truly in control. Everything was proceeding exactly as intended. Until one of them changed. Among Aubrey’s group, one fate begins drifting beyond what was planned, triggering a chain reaction no one foresaw. What should have remained controllable becomes unpredictable. Dangerous. For the first time, something within the system is no longer obeying the role it was given. And if even one pawn can move on its own… Then the ones controlling the board may finally learn what fear feels like.

[Transformation + Infinite Flow + Beast Evolution + Gene Fusion + Mimicry Lolita + Movie Monsters + Urban Domination] Reborn as the weakest female vampire bat in the cave, Lilith thought she would live a mundane life like this. However, after Lilith reached adulthood, the God Game descended upon Earth, and Lilith awakened the SSS-level talent [Gene Domination]! Merge with all things, plunder genes, and evolve infinitely! From the Blood Orchid of the Anaconda Disaster to the Perfect Killer of the Alien, Lilith, with her SSS-level talent [Gene Domination], has gradually risen to become a cosmic behemoth comparable to a god. However, in order to obtain the T-virus during Resident Evil, Lilith devoured a large number of zombies and also gained a large amount of human genes. After a recent evolution, Lilith gained mimicry, transforming from a female bat into a little girl with white hair and red eyes. From then on, Lilith, with the body of a loli, stepped into the human world, engaging in territorial struggles with humans, and ruling the game battlefield with the body of a giant beast.

It started with a party. A crash. A shattered monument. And a night everyone agreed to forget. But by morning, the town is empty. No cars. No signal, and no way out. The few people left behind quickly learn one rule, Survive the night. Because when darkness falls, something comes with it. Something that hunts. When Rain’s younger sister, Lily, is taken into the woods, getting her back becomes the only thing that matters. But when they finally find her… she isn’t the same. As fear spreads, the survivors begin to fracture. Trust turns into suspicion. Alliances break. And the real danger is no longer just what waits in the dark, It’s the people standing beside you. Trapped in a town that no longer follows the rules of reality, Rain must fight to protect her sister, uncover what’s happening, and find a way out…. before there’s nothing left of any of them to save.

The world outside, a poor, cruel imitation, moves at breakneck speed. There's no safe place to hang his cloak, no all-powerful immortal sexy (single!) mother to protect him... there isn't even coffee! Aoi doesn't know where, or even who, he's headed to - but he knows exactly what he's left behind...exactly what's been taken from him. "HiDE, Aoi!" is a QUEER fantasy-adventure - A slow burn, "in the feels BL Romantasy"! Expect a Subversive Supernatural Psychological Progression with a Unique Magic System No Harem, No System, No LitRPG YES LGBTQ+

​"Fate tore them apart. She tore through reality to find him again." ​One hundred and fifty years ago, a Prince gave his life to save a kingdom, leaving an Elf Princess to raise their son in a world of golden light and eternal loneliness. She watched the years turn into decades, holding the "echoes" of the man she loved until her last duty on earth was finally fulfilled. ​But for an immortal, the grave is not an ending—it is a choice. ​Now, she has emerged from the void into a world she doesn't recognize. A world of biting Russian winters, neon lights, and a university where magic is a myth. Among the thousands of faces in the city of Kazan, she has found him. ​He has no crown, no memory of their vow, and no idea that a woman from a forgotten era has dragged her soul through time just to stand in his shadow. *Also Publishing On Royal Road Under The Author Name:- R_a_y*

I own the MC but nothing else. A girl was left to point of death by those who she loved gained a powerful system that can travel worlds of tv, movies, anime, and manga with a sign-in, creation function, or template function to have an already identity in the worlds she’s going to. She vows to come back her world to get back what was taken from her and to help her corrupted world. MC is Intersex but mostly female and OP.

Traveling to a world where ghost stories and abnormal creatures are rampant, Serie not only becomes a beautiful, fragile, and sickly girl like a porcelain doll, but is also taken in by the salvation organization as an S-level abnormal creature and imprisoned in a steel fortress in the deep sea. But Serie didn't care, because she found that as long as she closed her eyes, those witches condensed by fear, desire and power would open their demon eyes on the other side of the world. They were walking taboos and also puppets dancing on Serie's fingertips. Each witch has a completely different form and ability. Complete tasks, light up the skill tree, and continuously upgrade and evolve. Beautiful and powerful S-class witches appeared one after another like mushrooms after rain—— "The Witch of Pleasure plunges New York into a lewd abyss?" "The Dread Devourer ate the Golden Gate Bridge clean?" "The Slaughter Witch rules the battlefield, weaving nightmares for her enemies with threads of blood?" "The ruling witch made the organization's top executives betray her and become her loyal servants?" Alarms on the radio sounded one after another, and the employees were talking about Serie's trumpet, some with fear, some with admiration, and some with vigilance, but they would never know that the culprit of all this was that useless and cute girl who was tied with chains and restraints and did nothing every day except act coquettishly and wait for food. Serie said nothing, just buried her face in the pillow and continued to play the simulation game: "Let's open a new account... I want to try a different evolution path this time."

He died a slave. Lived only to work… until his body gave out. But death wasn’t the end. Miyamoto Masashi awakens again in the body of a high school delinquent named Amamiya Menma. This world is cruel. Power is everything. And behind every human… lurks a monster called Spirit. This time, he won’t live by the rules. He will crush everything in his path and become the ruler. He will become the mad dog standing at the top. But the higher he climbs… something inside him begins to awaken. Something even more dangerous than his enemies.

You can't completely erase a story from a paper; there will still remain what is left of it as smudges. ​Though they have become almost unrecognizable now and bear no purpose anymore, you will always know these smudges were once the first steps toward a long journey. ​— Therefore, even if it was only for a moment, they closed their eyes for a slumber; to wake up in a place where no god could punish them for their sins. ​No matter where it is found; a simple word, a scribble, or even a meaningless scratch left on a surface, tells the story of someone who is able to dream. ​For a dreamer, these marks are their scars. ​They are the wounds of someone who bled their stories onto countless papers, so their 'reality' could have a place in the reality of others. ​But before his story could take place, it was already concluded by the script. Thus, a man's dreams were denied by those who cannot dream. ​— Therefore, to change h■■ conclusion, he had returned to the first page once again. To wake up to the same, unchanged tomorrow, where only a sinner could punish them.

Satya was always different from other humans. While others chased money, fame, love, and pleasure, he chased something far more dangerous: the truth in its purest form. The truth behind the universe. The truth behind humanity. The truth behind reality itself. One night, while staring at the endless black sky, Satya met a god-like existence known as The Black Skies. A being that possessed endless knowledge, yet lacked one thing: understanding. To achieve true omniscience, The Black Skies required a “Dreamer”— a being who would live countless lives across countless worlds, experiencing every joy, sorrow, despair, and truth existence had to offer. And Satya accepted. For the sake of truth, even eternal suffering was worth enduring. Thus began his first dream. A world where imagination bends reality. A world where knowledge itself is power. A world where magic is born from resisting reality through one’s will. Born again as a child named Pahal, Satya slowly began to understand the beauty of life: the gentle love of a mother, the harsh teachings of a father, the peace of a simple village life, and the warmth of human connection. But peace was fleeting. A disaster tore him away from everything he loved, throwing him into Amarvan— an endless forest where the terrain moves, the trees watch silently, and reality itself seems alive. Trapped within a forest that wishes to keep him forever, Satya must survive through knowledge, willpower, and understanding. For in this world, imagination can become reality. And reality itself can be resisted. > “In a situation of utter despair, I remain calm as a mirror lake. Even if heaven leaves me no path, I shall carve one myself with the fire of my ambition.”