fate

In the vastness of space, the ripple of time, and the never ending branch swept through endless creation. And the arrival of the wise king shall become it's new anchor and his foxian master. Gilgamesh X Honkai Star rail. Update: Either I forgot to goon to Gilgamesh or I'm just tired, depending whether my knowledge vocabulary will come out another imaginative. Photo is not mine, neither the characters. What I owned is the fanfic, and thanks!

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

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.

Why is it considered "pure love" to like single girls, but not when it's married women? Pure love isn't something so restrictive! My feelings for married women are pure and beautiful, it's their husbands who are clearly standing in the way of my pursuit of true love! Besides... There are countless rivals when chasing after young girls, but for married women, there’s only one rival! I’m too weak to take on many opponents, so I’ll just choose the one! ... Haruka Kasugano transmigrated into the Type-Moon world of 1994. He awakened the Netori System: the more famous figures from Type-Moon he "greened" (cuckolded), the stronger he would become through rewards! And so, Haruka Kasugano began his performance. "Madam, you wouldn’t want to..." Before long, renowned figures like Tohsaka Tokiomi, Emiya Kiritsugu, and Kayneth found themselves with fields of green sprouting above their heads!

WARNING / AUTHOR'S NOTE Hello everyone! Before you start reading this story, there are a few important things to note AI Usage: This fanfic is written with the assistance of AI to refine the text and descriptions. If you are uncomfortable with stories that use AI, please stop reading here. Yuuto Kido, a young man living in despair, discovered a mysterious flip phone in his room on a rainy night. Without realizing it, the device became a gateway to a chat group that connected individuals from entirely different worlds.

Rumor has it that among the leaders of the Reunion Movement was a young girl who wielded a banner. Though a mere flag bearer, she possessed combat prowess surpassing even the Emperor's Blades. People still vaguely remember her saying, "Talulah, spit fire!" during battle.

Izumi Shodai: Something’s wrong. A man actually joined this chat group!? Misaka Misuzu: I get it now. The chat group brought us a son-in-law!! Irisviel: Oh my… but my daughter is only six years old. Tearju: W-waaah… Kaito-san, can you cook? I'm sincerely recruiting a househusband... Sawamura Sayuri: Kaito-san, I’m very rich, but my daughter has some strange hobbies. Can you help me complete them? Kamado Kie: Kaito-san, please help me quickly! My daughter has turned into a Demon! Kaito: Ladies, don’t panic. Let me draw a card first! [Congratulations! You obtained an SS-rank reward: Guardian Deity – Raiden Shogun (Baal and Beelzebub)] [Congratulations! You obtained an SS-level reward: Abilities of the Geo Archon] [Congratulations! You obtained an EX-level reward: Human Limiter Removed!]

I'll skip the long introduction and get right to it. Haruto finds himself reincarnated in the Type-Moon universe, backed by a system that ensures his rise to power. Please note: This is a harem fanfiction where the MC will be surrounded by many women.

London, England, 20th century. An isekai victim suddenly finds himself isekai'd into the body of a recently deceased young aristocrat. Realizing that he now has a house, a car, and no parents to worry about... essentially a legendary starting start pack, Roy couldn’t help but grin. With such a wealthy background, even if he did nothing at all, he could still live comfortably in this world. An old aristocrat!! With such starting pack, how could he possibly lose? “I’m seriously high right now!!” But just as he pressed his fingers against his temple, a familiar sharp-tongued male voice came from the gem resting on the table: “Roy, you bastard, how long are you going to keep skipping class? Do you really want me, Kayneth El-Melloi Archibald, to drag you back myself?!” “Huh? Did you just say… Kaynet-… what?” “…Tch. Well, now I’m fucked up.”

This is a fan translation of 这辈子只单推贞德 The original author is 不拿剑的剑圣 Art is by @shiramine_ Edit is by ClayTL Please support them! === What are Jeanne’s three best qualities? Kindness, innocence, and easy to tease. Whether it’s Jeanne Alter, Jeanne d'Arc, Jeanne Lily, Blue Jeanne, Red Jeanne—no matter what kind of Jeanne it is—they’re all mine! What? You’re saying there’s no such thing as Red Jeanne or Blue Jeanne? If their faces are the same, isn't that enough? === discord.gg/wisetl

Watching anime is supposed to be an escape—a way to melt away the stress of the day—but all too often, we are met with brain-dead plots that leave us grinding our teeth. Instead of relaxation, we get bizarre characters so grating they make your blood pressure spike. Take Makoto Ito, for instance—a man who treated life like a free ride, hopping on the bus without ever paying his fare and failing to recognize a single soul the moment he pulled up his pants. Though he met his end at the edge of a machete, for many, that finality still didn't feel like enough. Then there is Aki Tomoya from How to Raise a Boring Girlfriend, a cold schemer who treats the genuine feelings of others as mere stepping stones for his own ambitions. The frustration doesn't end there. In Infinite Stratos, we are forced to watch the incompetent Ichika Orimura, a protagonist who lacks the spine or the skill to deserve the power he holds. From the eccentric, high-pitched whines of One Piece’s Momonosuke to the hollow, cardboard presence of Sieg in Fate/Apocrypha, and the pathetic stumbling of Accel World’s Haruyuki Arita—the screen is often filled with "heroes" who offer nothing but irritation. If the story makes you unhappy, then it’s time to change it. Why sit back and be annoyed? It’s time to take them down and show these noobs what a real professional can do. We are here to rewrite the plots, erase the tragedies, and leave absolutely no regrets behind. From the legendary classics to the latest hits, including independent films and gaming worlds, it’s time to fix what’s broken.

I stretch my hand, trying to reach for the shining figure. I can hear the spiders behind me, hear my heart thumping against my ribcage, ready to explode. A green light swirls from my hand and my eyes widen. But before I can figure out what it is, my finger touch the figure’s. A flash of white light blinds me and I’m thrown through the air. I don’t know where I am. In bed? In the library? Probably in the kitchen. YOU CAN SUPPORT ME AT PATREON TO GET EARLY ACCESS TO ADVANCE CHAPTERS https://patreon.com/LeoVance?utm_medium=unknown&utm_source=join_link&utm_campaign=creatorshare_creator&utm_content=copyLink

One day, a girl was studying for her exams—nothing out of the ordinary—until she suddenly dropped dead for reasons unknown. Just like that, she was reincarnated as a newborn baby in a different world, now bearing the name Carela Pelham Codrington. Eighteen years later, she's a student at the Clock Tower, the heart of magecraft in the modern world. One rainy, fog-covered evening, after a quiet visit to a nearby café, she returns to her apartment… and finally, the thing she’d secretly been hoping for all this time appears: her cheat ability. But it’s not what she expected. No flashy powers, no magical weapons—Instead, it's a Simulation System. Still, a cheat power is a cheat power, right? ... Author's Note: Yeah… I know I suck at writing synopses. Just go read the prologue, okay? This is my first time writing a fanfic with a simulation system theme, so don’t expect anything too fancy—but I hope you enjoy it anyway.

This is a wonderful era! Soul Masters have gained even greater potential; battle armor and mechs complement each other, dazzling and magnificent, attracting heroes from all over the world like a swarm of locusts! Arthur transmigrated here and awakened twin martial souls: the Holy Sword and the Holy Spear. An invasion from the Abyss Dimension? The Holy Spirit Cult's Intention to Destroy the World? Arthur stood in front of the crowd: "What are you all babbling about? Take this first!" Excalibur, the thirteen bonds released! “ex...calibur!” A terrifying beam of light tore everything apart! ...... Soul Beast Race's Revenge. Arthur stood guard alone, looking at Gu Yue and the numerous ferocious beasts behind her. "Gu Yue, does it have to be this way?" "I have no choice." Gu Yue's eyes were resolute, unwavering even with the person she loved before her: "It has to be this way!" "Okay!" Arthur replied without hesitation. "Holy Lance, pull anchor!" The spear of the end shines! ......

The Jura-Tempest Federation is lively as ever on this particular afternoon. "Wahahaha! Kai-chan, give up! You can't catch me!" Milim, hands on hips, gloated shamelessly at the young man hovering in the sky above her. "Milim. You stole Rimuru's pudding again." "Hehe! I'm the Demon King!" A silver-haired maid appeared silently behind her, pocket watch in hand. "Milim-sama. Three days. No pudding." Milim slowly turned around. "S-Sakuya! It was Rimuru's fault, I swear!!" The maid grabbed her by the collar and dragged her off without another word. "AHHHHH!! I know I was wrong!! Kai-chan, SAVE ME!!" The roadside crowd watched on. "Fifth time this month." "The Demon Slayer Corps is basically a road repair team now." "At least you only have roads. Milim-sama sank an island in the pirate world last week. Admiral Akainu broke four desks." "Don't even get me started on the Ninja World..." Kaito watched it all unfold and quietly mourned. 'Milim... my peaceful life.'

Kamaya Chantasiri and Naliya Wongchai’s friendship blossoms into something deeper during Maya’s sophomore year, after Liya’s family returns to Bangkok to rebuild their fashion brand through a partnership with Maya’s family company, Sĩrĩ Navari. but when a leaked video exposes their secret relationship, the scandal destroys everything. Liya is forced back to the United States, leaving Maya heartbroken and powerless under her father’s control. Determined to take control of her own life, Maya focuses on graduating, proving herself worthy, and building the power she needs to fight for her future. But when the prestigious Thailand Luxury Excellence Awards is announced, both families enter the competition, setting up a high-stakes rivalry that will determine which brand dominates the industry. As Maya prepares to lead her family’s company to victory, one question remains: when Liya returns, will Maya be strong enough to fight for them both? This is a story about love, power, and choosing yourself when the world tries to choose for you.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

"Are you my knight?" the silver-haired boy asked, smiling at the blonde girl before him. This was their meeting when they were ten years old. "Are you my bride?" Gently embracing the blonde girl, his companion for ten years, the boy questioned yet affirmed. This was the story of eighteen. "Are you my king?" Half-kneeling at the throne, he looked up and smiled at the girl holding the Sword of Victory. The boy's smile was the same as the boy's ten years ago. "I can be without eyes, but you, and all of Camelot, cannot be without eyes." With a smile, he forever gave his eyes to the girl, who had lost them due to the red dragon's curse. The boy had no regrets. This was twenty-five years of happiness. "So, Arthur? Pen? Dragon? Artoria, King of Knights, young lady, will you... walk with me for life?" Smiling, he extended his hand to the girl, and the silver-haired boy asked the same question two thousand five hundred years later. This was a bond that had lasted two thousand five hundred years.

At the Verath Academy of Arcane Arts, two names are spoken with equal reverence and dread: Kael Dawnridge and Seraphine Voss. Kael — a scholarship student from the ash-scarred borderlands, driven by vengeance and raw, unrefined power. Seraphine — daughter of the empire's most powerful noble house, born with silver in her veins and ice in her heart. They have competed for every honor, every rank, every breath of recognition since the day they met. Their hatred is legendary. Their rivalry, the stuff of campus gossip and faculty nightmares. But when a forbidden ritual goes catastrophically wrong during a secret midnight ceremony, their souls are woven together by ancient magic that hasn't been seen in over three hundred years — the Soul Covenant Bond. Now, if one dies, the other dies with them. Their heartbeats are linked. Their pain is shared. And somewhere, deep within the ancient texts that no student is allowed to read, is a warning: "The Bond does not simply connect. It transforms. It reveals. And it always — always — demands a price." Hunted by a shadow organization that wants to harvest their bound souls, chased by secrets buried in both their bloodlines, and forced to fight side-by-side while barely tolerating each other's existence, Kael and Seraphine must climb the ranks of magic, survive increasingly deadly trials, and confront the truth about who they really are — before the Bond consumes them both. Because the greatest danger isn't the monsters they'll face. It's what they might become to each other.

Extra-Dimensional Demon and Dimension Lord If the mystic folk of the Marvel world were to hear these two titles, they would surely tremble in fear at the end of their world. And why wouldn’t they? Beings who bear those titles treat countless worlds and planets as nothing more than their daily meals. The most infamous of them all is none other than the Extra-Inter Dimensional Demon and Dimension Lord, Dormammu. Now, imagine an ordinary human suddenly gaining such power after being thrown into a multi-crossover DxD world one haphazardly fused with countless other fictional universes. Chaos! --- This is a multiverse and multi-cross fanfic featuring DxD, Nasuverse, Toaru, Bleach, Jujutsu Kaisen, Campione, Marvel, DC, Monogatari, Saint Seiya, Naruto, One Piece, and more.