fate

One fall pulls June into a frozen beast world ruled by instincts, blood, and ancient laws. Bound to a black panther who shelters her, pursued by a silver wolf who claims her as his mate, and discovered by a horned being trapped between worlds, June learns a terrifying truth—she is the door itself. To return home, she must modernize a savage land and then choose who crosses the threshold with her. But when June brings the beastmen into the human world, the danger doesn’t end—it evolves. Instincts clash with civilization, bonds turn possessive, and love becomes something far darker than survival. Two worlds. Four beasts. One woman who changes everything. A dark transmigration romance where monsters don’t stay in the wild.

Deciding to fight in a war of hellfire and magic isn't a rational choice....but fighting tooth and nail to save someone you love is anything but rational.

Akira Kurokage arrived in the Soul Society with nothing but the cryptic Survival System echoing in his mind—and a will to endure. Assigned to the Sixth Division under Captain Byakuya Kuchiki, he quickly drew attention not for his lineage or connections, but for the impossible feats that followed his every breath. On his first dawn in Seireitei, the System chimed: 【Day 1 Survived】 Reward Unlocked: Excalibur – The Sword of Promised Victory (A blade that transcends spiritual laws; wield with caution.) 【Day 1 Survived】 Bonus Reward: Transcendent Reiatsu – Your spiritual pressure now defies conventional classification. 【Day 1 Survived】 Hidden Trait Activated: Conqueror’s Haki– Those of weak resolve tremble at your presence. Rumors of a shinigami who wielded a legendary holy sword—and whose mere presence silenced Hollows across Rukongai—spread like wildfire. Within days, captains convened in secret. Even the Sōkyoku Hill’s ancient stones seemed to shudder when he walked past. From the shadows of the Wandenreich, Yhwach stared into the future—and saw only static. “Impossible… My Almighty sees all possibilities. Yet you… you exist outside fate itself. Who are you?” In his hidden chamber beneath Las Noches, Aizen closed his book with deliberate calm, though his eyes betrayed a flicker of unease. “Akira Kurokage… You are not merely strong. You are an anomaly. The Soul Society has never known a shinigami like you—and it may not survive knowing you.” __________ This is a translation and also a request from @Shirokendama to translate and edit the quality of this book

In 1996 Kyoto, a young boy leaps from a moving truck into a river, fleeing the cursed bloodline of the Zen’in Family. That boy is Eichi, a transmigrator who awoke in one of the darkest corners of the Jujutsu Kaisen world… without a Cursed Technique. In a clan that worships strength and discards the weak, his fate should have been sealed: a lifetime of servitude or a brutal death. But Eichi refuses to bow. Armed with a modern mind and the memories of a past life, he chooses rebellion over despair. When Zen’in assassins corner him on a desolate overpass, reality shatters. The world twists, darkness consumes Kyoto, and a cold mechanical voice echoes within his mind: [The Host has entered the Lostbelt.] [Strongest Lostbelt System — Activated.] From that moment, Eichi’s path changes forever. He will claim the power denied to him, mastering both the Ten Shadows Technique and the Heroic Spirit Summoning ability he once dreamed of. In this life, he refuses to be ordinary. In this life, he chooses to go mad. “This jujutsu world has rotted to its core. It’s time for change.”

Getting isekai’d was supposed to be the fun part. You wake up, you get the cheat skills, you build a harem, and you rule the world. Standard procedure, right? Wrong. Waking up as Rimuru Tempest, and with the Great Sage and a slime body, seemed like a winning lottery ticket. I was just getting the hang of it and sorting things out in my mind and the scenery surrounding me. But before I could do that, five minutes after my arrival, I took a high-caliber sniper round to the head.

A master with no servants— no Mash, no Da Vinci, no Dr. Romani. A man transmigrated into Fate/Grand Order, but everyone in Chaldea mysteriously disappeared. He began a journey to save humanity all by himself with a magecraft ability that was barely enough to light a fire and basic combat skills. Will he manage to save humanity or wallow in despair? ---- This is not my work; I really like this novel, so I decide to translate it. The other translator is only at 70 chapters, so I decide to pick up the work and continue it.

Genshin - Danmachi - And others Levi, who arrived in Orario with a microtransaction system, only wants to do three things: make money, get strong, and be lovey-dovey with Hestia. As for being a hero? Whoever wants to be one can go right ahead! Anyway, he's not interested! But as his strength increased, the dark side of the DanMachi world began to emerge one after another. And that's not even the worst part! Hephaestus: "Otherworldly armaments? Then I must take a good look. Come on, follow me inside!" Freya: "I was clearly here first... Levi, you should pay attention to Syr, too!" Ishtar: "Become my consort, and all the girls in the entire Pleasure Quarter will be yours." Aphrodite: "Freya and Ishtar both like you? Does that mean if I snatch you away, I'll be the greatest goddess of beauty?!" Artemis: "Why can you summon the Arrow of Artemis without my permission, you?!" Demeter: "Levi, thank you for saving my child." Astrea: "Young man, I can feel your justice ~" Hestia: "You home-wreckers! All of you, stay away from Levi! Aaaaaaah!!!!!" ... P.S. Just because the goddesses like the protagonist ≠ The protagonist has to like the goddesses back.

Morpheus, who get isekai'd into the Toaruverse, was still dealing with the mess left behind by an evil magic cabal when he got caught in a space-time turbulence and was flung into the Nasuverse. He became a baby and was adopted into the Fraga Mac Remitz family, becoming Bazett’s younger brother. Just as he was preparing for the Fifth Holy Grail War, he discovered that this world was actually the FGOverse, there was no such thing as a Fifth Holy Grail War. Thus, for the sake of world peace and in pursuit of the ultimate mystery of magic to walk the Path of Magic God, Morpheus Flaga Mac Remitz, as a Magician of the Golden-Style Magic, set out on the road to save the Human Order. --- | FATE | FATE/ZERO | FATE/STAYNIGHT | FATE/GRAND ORDER | TSUKIHIME | KARA NO KYOKAI | TOARU MAJUTSU NO INDEX | A CERTAIN MAGICAL INDEX | NASUVERSE | TYPE-MOON |

Jaune, a boy who tried his hardest to be the best version of himself is thrust into a world of cruel and unforgiving horror in the dream of being a Huntsman. Will the boy be able to thrive in this sick and twisted world or would he found himself becoming the prey? But he must do what he must, protect those he loves and hunt all the grimms that threatened humanity without losing his own humanity in the progress. or, a guy that is too kind for his own good ain't gonna have a good time in this grimmdark world... [This is a pretty big Au for rwby, and there are quite a bit of elements from fate mixed into this.] AND THIS IS NOT A TRANSLATION!

Charl, a young man who possessed the First Magic, had just saved an entire city. When people asked about his role in the incident, he only shrugged. “I didn’t do anything. Someone else contributed the most.” …What? Repairing a burning city down to its last brick was apparently “nothing”? Saving countless people trapped in the disaster was also “nothing”? He even went as far as subtly altering memories so no one would panic over what truly happened! And he still dared to call that doing nothing? “Aren’t you a little too humble, you bastard?!” a girl’s furious voice rang out. Meanwhile, Charl sat calmly on his couch, munching on snacks as if none of it concerned him.

"Playful Type-Moon" is a highly immersive galgame where players can unlock new CGs by raising the heroines' affection levels through strategic romance routes. After three sleepless nights, Alvin finally managed to unlock every CG and max out the affection of all heroines. The bad news? The affection levels overflowed. But hey, it's just a game; what harm could overflowing affection do? Or so he thought… until— One day he got transmigrated into the game world, where he kept running into Type-Moon heroines like Artoria, Morgan le Fay, Tiamat, Scáthach, and Manaka Sajyou through a series of mishaps… As he noticed their overwhelmingly tender yet dangerously intense gazes, the light slowly faded from Alvin’s eyes, filled with regret. "So… why did I have to max out their affection to the point of overflowing again?" . . . . Link to the original:https://trxs.cc/tongren/9766.html To read 45+ advanced chapters join my Patreon... patreon.com/abhi28

This body, the most noble and supreme form, was promised to grant the people a dream… so it is said. But… why is it that all those who are my people harbor certain improper thoughts toward me?? Yae Miko: Oh my… that’s because the Shogun is our group’s beloved mascot. Kamisato Ayaka: Shogun-sama, please… look at me. Sangonomiya Kokomi: Indeed, making peace with Narukami Island was absolutely the right decision. For being under Shogun-sama’s protection is the greatest honor of our Watatsumi Island. Fiore: Shogun~ my legs are a bit unsteady… could you carry me? Shinobu: Miss Raiden, how about joining our Demon Slayer Corps~? You won’t even have to change uniforms~? Sigh… Ei felt rather conflicted at this moment. Who would have thought her beloved puppet would one day become such a magnet for attention? But fine, no matter how much you all throw yourselves at her, the Shogun will still belong solely to her! At this moment, she looked at the Shogun before her, blades crossed, and couldn’t help but feel a twinge of guilt. Shogun: Ei… shut this body down. Bound by orders, I will inevitably become a threat to Inazuma. Ei: You wish! Even if I have to battle you for 500 years, I will bring you home! This vessel was born for Eternity, and is also Eternity’s guardian—wait—Ei, you’re heavy!

Legend has it, he is the hero Griffith, who, with a single recitation of his Noble Phantasm, made all the Greek heroes chant poems of chuunibyou style during their ultimate moves. Legend has it that he is a hero created from a lie, a descendant of the heroes aboard the Argo, and the descendant of Kratos, the dragon slayer hero. Legend has it he is the hero who peeled off the armour of the gods from the flesh and blood of his body, making even the sun god impressed with his dedication. Some say that the goddess of beauty, the goddess of wisdom, the goddess of discord, and even the pure goddess of the moon and the queen of the underworld were all madly in love with him and fought fiercely over him. He is the Adonis of spring, adorning the pure hearts of goddesses with floral crowns, a rainbow-coloured figure in the eyes of countless unrequited lovers, both human and divine. Apollo wept daily in white learning, saying: "It was me first." Poseidon looked at Athena's kiss with jealous envy, splitting apart with rage: "How am I supposed to feel seeing the ones I once desired and those I now desire together?" The three Celtic goddesses, unable to obtain him, sought to destroy him. The earth mother goddess Nephthys personally crowned him as the hero of the storm, giving him the name of Set, the god of destruction in the desert, viewing him as her eternal lover. And it all starts with a war, with the hero chanting: "The awe of the king is displayed at this moment. Witness the power that shakes the heavens and the earth!" ___________________ This is a Translation.. So, you can credit the original 'Author: Merlin You Have No Feelings' ...he has written a good fanfic. I'm merely translating ... if the original author wants me to remove their work, just leave a comment below msg me at.. https://www.scribblehub.com/profile/114611/abhii28/ ______ I've used chatgpt for translation with some adjustments so, only read if you can handle the words. The updates will be fast as I've got about 100 chapters in stock. (Ancient Greece–Rome–Greece..) The Story starts in Rome and then simulates to the Ancient Greece(Trojan War)...

After being kind of a big meanie in his former world, a serial killer starts another journey in Type-Moon to repent for his sins. This is a wholesome story about helping others, discovering love, friendship, and doing the "right" thing! ... Yeah, fuck this. You know what to expect.

Countless Heroic Spirits descended upon modern Earth, marking the beginning of the Heroic Spirit Era. Yet no one knew that Souma Kurobane, Alaya’s most beloved Nameless Heroic Spirit, had once traversed countless eras and Singularities. When Jeanne d’Arc was burned at the stake, he fought desperately to save her. When King Arthur and Mordred clashed in a tragic father-daughter feud, he was there to break up the fight. When Qin Shi Huang sought the elixir of immortality, it was he who pointed the way. … In a snowbound vow, he fought for his sister, ending the Holy Grail War in a single night after seven consecutive victories. On the Absolute Demonic Front: Babylonia, he stood shoulder to shoulder with the King of Heroes to battle Tiamat, the Beast of Humanity. At the Temple of Time, he passed down the final magecraft to Romani Archaman in humanity’s darkest hour. … When it was all over, Souma Kurobane sacrificed everything to reset the world, fulfilling his destiny as humanity’s savior, and quietly returned to a peaceful, mundane life. But then — Alaya released the [Nameless Heroic Spirit Chronicles] and exposed him! Revealing to the entire world the deeds of this nameless protector of mankind! Staring at the video stream, Souma Kurobane could almost hear a devilish voice whispering: "Master… you still can’t rest yet~"

Asher transmigrated to the Land of Shadows, day after day, year after year, training with his Shishou Scáthach. Afterwards, in the evening after martial arts training, Morgan le Fay would also teach him magic. Initially, he got along very well with Morgan le Fay, which gave him a very good impression of her. Until one day, Morgan le Fay suddenly said to him, "A week later will be the time of choosing the king. My sister Artoria will go to pull out the Sword in the Stone and become king... I have something I need your help with." "What is it?" Asher asked. "Take the Sword in the Stone before her, and marry her." "???" "The curse is activated. From today onwards, you must find a way to marry Artoria!" This is a world where timelines are intertwined. He had pulled the Sword in the Stone, resolved the conflict between Scáthach and her sister, and even helped Gilgamesh. Asher originally thought he would continue adventuring like this. Until one day, he was summoned by the Holy Grail. Looking at this group of old acquaintances in front of him, Asher awkwardly waved his hand and said, "Hello everyone..." Artoria smiled and raised the holy spear in her hand high "Shine at the End of the World, Rhongomyniad!" ... THIS IS A TRANSLATION! Copyright disclaimer: I do NOT own anime nor any character or works featured in the fan-fiction. No copyright infringement intended.

Shirou Emiya. A name that holds considerable weight in the many timelines where he exists. A weight that he has come to know about through a set of bizarre circumstances. But now, when faced with the truth that the world he lives in is not so simple as he was always led to believe, how will he face the world of devils, dragons, and sacred gears? With a sword, of course.

The night at the Lockwood estate was thick with the scent of jasmine and the unspoken weight of a hundred years. I stood on the balcony, the music from the ballroom fading into a haunting hum, and for a moment, the world felt still. Then, the air changed. Silas stepped out of the shadows, his presence a cooling balm to the fever of the evening. When he looked at me, it wasn’t just my face he saw—it was my soul, the broken parts I had tried so hard to hide. He reached out, his hand hovering near mine, hesitant, as if I were a fragile dream he was afraid to wake from. "You look like a memory," he whispered, his emerald eyes bright with a sorrow that mirrored my own. "But you feel like the future. I’ve spent a century in the dark, Lyra, just waiting for a light I didn't believe existed until I saw you." His touch was a soft frost, a promise of protection, a love that wanted to mend the cracks in my heart. For a heartbeat, I believed in miracles. I believed I could be more than the girl who survived the bridge. But then, a shadow cut through the moonlight. Jax was leaning against the stone railing, a glass of amber liquid in his hand and a smirk that felt like a blade. He didn't look at me with reverence; he looked at me with a hunger that made my blood sing in terror and desire. He stepped into my space, displacing the peace Silas had brought, smelling of woodsmoke and a dangerous, beautiful ruin. "Don't listen to him, little bird," Jax drawled, his blue eyes raking over me with a lethal intensity. "He wants to worship you in a cathedral of lies. I want to show you the truth. My brother loves the saint he thinks you are. I love the chaos I know is hidden beneath that pretty skin." He leaned down, his breath warm against my ear, a stark contrast to Silas’s chill. "He’ll catch your fall, Lyra. But I’m the one who will teach you how to fly in the dark." I stood between them—the moon and the storm. One offered a sanctuary built on secrets; the other offered a throne built on blood. And as I looked from the emerald gaze of the man who wanted to save me to the icy stare of the man who wanted to claim me, I realized the terrifying truth. I didn't just look like the woman who destroyed them. I was the spark that would finally set their world on fire. In the shadow of Mystic Ridge, the hunt for a heart has begun. One love will crown her. The other will bleed her dry.

Preparing for their new lives studying at the Clock Tower, Rin and Shirou took a sabbatical while working on their English, with Saber as a tag-along. One day they woke up in a body not their own, in a story both favored and familiar, to a situation that seems quite not right. See them forge their own path, their own route, their own ending.