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I had just finished one of the best games I have ever played, only to look up and find I was no longer in my room, but kneeling in the bloody sand of a colossal, sun-baked fighting arena. How did this happen? How did things go from playing a video game to being transported into the body of a background character within the game, who was exonerated and abandoned due to not having as much magical potential as the rest of the family? …A character who was doomed to die a very horrible death right at the beginning of the game?

Sage was just an ordinary guy on Earth, living a life that many would call boring. But for him it was perfect — no drama, no chaos, just a peaceful ordinary boring life. He enjoy the simplicity of his daily routine, content with his place in this world. That was, until everything changed in an instant. Out of nowhere, he was shot in the head by a complete stranger. But instead of falling into oblivion, Sage found himself waking up in a completely new fantasy realm. Before he could wrap his head around this bizarre twist of fate, he was bound to a system that had a mission for him : build the first adventurer guild in this strange new world. In this world known as Eldoria, dungeons were the sacred properties, exclusive only to the powerful. Anyone found entering these dungeons without any permission are executed on the spot. As for Adventurers? They don't exist in this world. ------ [ Guild Creation System Online....] [ Main Objective : Build the first Adventurer Guild in the world of Eldoria ] ----- Looking at the glowing interface hovering before him, Sage couldn't help but break into a wide grin. Fueled by a newfound purpose and to make his life in this world worthwhile, Sage set out from a small city, determined to build the first adventurer guild in this unfamiliar land, expanding branch by branch, continent by continent. -------- https://discord.gg/8E5vyy3PAF

Was the assassination successful? No, the assassin became the Immortal Lord's wife. Pretending to be fierce but can be soft · Sneaky cold-blooded (kind-hearted) not-too-smart assassin · Shou VS Crazy deep down and quietly scheming pretending to be pure · Extremely wife-doting white lotus but actually black-hearted Immortal Venerable · Gong Two secretly crazy people who appreciate each other, you pretend and I'll pretend too. ______ As the number one assassin of the Demon Realm's Shadow Clan, Gu Changhuai's very first mission after his debut was being assigned to assassinate the leader of the righteous path. The renowned Qing Lian Immortal Lord, Rong Ye, who was said to display the universe's brilliance with a single sword, famous throughout the world and revered by thousands. But Gu Changhuai was a book transmigrator, so he knew full well that Qing Lian Immortal Lord Rong Ye was, in this original novel called "Breaking Heaven" with a male protagonist power fantasy, the male protagonist's greatest golden finger. "……" "!!!" "???" Gu Changhuai hesitated, Gu Changhuai was terrified, Gu Changhuai wavered. Just him alone? Going to kill the male protagonist's golden finger (OP supporter)? Haha, absolutely ridiculous, folks! But this mission—if he doesn't go, he'll die at the Demon Venerable's hands; if he goes, he'll die at Qing Lian Immortal Lord's hands. Caught between a rock and a hard place with no escape, after much deliberation, Gu Changhuai chose to bite the bullet and go forward. …… Assassinating the leader of the righteous path · the male protagonist's golden finger · the world's number one sword cultivator, is a long and arduous task requiring sustained effort. First, infiltrate Xinnan Immortal Sect, carry out backstabbing while occasionally sending assassination attempt reports to the Demon Venerable to ensure he knows Gu Changhuai is diligently working. The only strange thing is…… Why would he end up inexplicably lying on the same bed with Rong Ye during the assassination attempts? The arm wrapped around his waist seemed to be pushing towards an unpredictable direction... something's not right. Behind Gu Changhuai where he couldn't see, Rong Ye, who should have been fast asleep, suddenly opened his eyes, his lips curving into a smile. His fingers hooked a strand of Gu Changhuai's black hair, his dark gaze like silken threads, silently casting a large net in this confined space. Trapping the foolish moth that willingly flew in. The air seemed to spread with an unusual madness and aggression, the cool breath lightly sprinkling on the nape of his neck, causing a shiver. Keenly sensing the abnormal phenomenon, Gu Changhuai shifted uneasily. In an instant, Rong Ye tightened his embrace, pulling the person in his arms closer, firmly imprisoning him within. The two's cascading black hair overlapped on the bed, extraordinarily intimate— Since you've come, don't even think about leaving. _______ Hiiiii, this is the translator MapleSyrup. This is my first time using AI Translations. Rest assured, I will quality check the grammar so that it isn't atrocious. I think as a college student I can be reasonably sure that my vocabulary is up to the challenge. I think this story is quite interesting, but I understand that you may not think the same way, reader. I will translate 15 chapters first, and I'll translate like a chapter twice a week afterwards for a week or two. If three people comment interest, I will continue the series. I hope that this story and translation matches up to your expectations.

#slow-temporal #high-density-events ------------------------------------------------ Once a tool for killing, his previous life had been one of solitude, his strength nothing more than a weapon wielded by others. When he was granted a second chance, his only wish was to escape that fate, find his lost companions and grow stronger for himself. Now Sato wants more. The ultimate illusion, blurring reality and fantasy! - Zoroark "Fear comes from within the heart." - Gengar The pride of pseudo-legendaries cannot be desecrated! - Tyranitar Poison at its peak turns naturally adorable~ - Ariados Even without wings, I can still fly! - Sharpedo The more underlings I have, the stronger I become! - Houndoom Acting cute is never an option. - Umbreon If you love me, hug me! - Cacturne What to Expect: This fic is a story about our MC, Sato, not a tale of saving the world and defeating villains. It’s focused on Sato, while in the background the world continues to develop on its own. Since he has been part of the Pokémon world from the very beginning, he doesn’t have that complex of “defeating the villains,” nor does the story need him to reach an ending. It’s a story about the classic Pokémon Journey, Pokémon, adventures, friends, certain responsibilities, and maybe a little bit of love… Don’t expect every villain from the anime or games to have a “conclusion,” or for "every" event from the “canon” to happen here. So just sit back, enjoy the ride, and let yourself be carried away by the adventure… This story is meant to be savored! ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Disclaimer. This fanfic is an translation of the original work "精灵之山巅之上" by the author 邙月. All rights to the original work belong to its creator. If the original author wishes for the translation to be removed, I will gladly comply. The cover image not mine. I have made every effort to credit the original artist, but the artist is unknown or not credited properly. If you are the rightful owner and would like it removed. I will take it down promptly.

Reborn as Prince Heixinggen of the Hohenzollern family's Swabian branch, he saw the coming storm of European turmoil and decided that Europe was no longer worth staying in. In East Africa, he seized land, organized immigration and development, laid the foundation through agriculture, and step by step, leveraged crises to achieve industrialization. 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/Canserbero10

Humanity collapsed in a single night. When the sky darkened and a perpetual night arrived, even the strongest monsters turned feral, tearing through cities until nothing was left but ruin. Dying alone in the ruined world, Ryn Eden Arctis finally understood the truth. Years ago, he was given a strange skillbook—one the church labeled taboo, one no one dared to touch. But the world had taken it away from him. However, he knew that—whatever was inside it, had to be powerful enough for him to stop this calamity. His final regret echoed through the silent wasteland: “If I had learned that damn book, we’d still be alive.” With his dying breath, he wished for only one thing: To go back in time and claim that forbidden power, no matter what. A single star answered. Ryn opens his eyes ten years earlier, on the day he received his first skill. WHAT TO EXPECT: - Korean Regressor Fantasy, if you like that genre this might be the one for you. Think (Trash of the Count's Family, Swordmaster's Youngest Son, FFF-Class Trash Hero) - Romance subplot is prevalent. This is not a harem novel! - MC is NOT naive, and will NOT be afraid to make morally gray choices! Readers advised!

Luis never imagined that a simple dizzy spell at the university would mark the beginning of his condemnation. Dragged into a world different from his own, where technology is only beginning to bloom, Luis awakens among the ruins of ancient wars and forgotten pacts. A world ruled by humans… and watched from the shadows by entities known as fairies—primordial beings used as weapons, slaves, and sources of power. Cornered and with no way out, Luis accepts a forbidden deal with a dark fairy: Iris. A pact that should have never existed. What was meant to be absolute possession fails, binding them together on equal terms. She, born from the hatred and resentment of an ancient fairy king. He, a foreigner whose existence does not belong to that world. Together, they become an anomaly capable of breaking the fragile balance between humans, fairies, and ancient entities. As kingdoms prepare to hunt fairies and old forces awaken to devour entire worlds, Luis must survive in a place where compassion is a weakness and pacts always have a price. Because in this world, monsters are not hunted. Fairies are. And some of them… hunt back.

(OC x AU tensura) Most of the credits go to Fuse, the actual author of the novel 'That Time I Got Reincarnated As A Slime'. Except for everything that's not canon, it belongs to me. Enjoy!

Javert Ayayaya, after dying an embarrassing death, was reincarnated into a magical world Boobslovia, to...do what? I haven't decided yet. I have mostly none of the story planned out, so the chapters will be slow in coming. Feel free to suggest ideas ;) This is a funny novel meant to be as stupid and dumb as possible.

The world is a machine. Every desire can be granted, and all it asks in return is an offering great enough to pay the price. Like a dealer at an endless table, the world always wins in the end. Set in a medieval realm of cultivation, this tale explores a place where any wish can be made real—so long as the sacrifice is high enough. The story draws clear inspiration from Reverend Insanity, echoing its themes in every shadowed corner.

I tried to be a hero. I tried to push my coworkers out of the way. But sadly... *Thump.* The reality was cruel. My weak, malnourished body couldn't move them even an inch. "Ah." And, I realized it then. I really, really wasn't a protagonist. Then, darkness swallowed me whole. After death, I expected hell. Or perhaps a permanent void of non-existence. Instead, I woke up in a room fit for a royal, breathing air as if after decades of suffering, my useless lungs were finally healed. "Where... am I?" I looked into the obsidian mirror standing in the corner. The face staring back wasn't mine. Pale skin. Crimson eyes. Hair like a waterfall of ashy snow. Sethius Von Nevermore. A Prince. A prodigy. A monster. And... a man soon to be declared dead. My heart sank. I knew this world. I knew this story. In the novel I used to read, Sethius was a plot device destined to die just to give the story a reason to truly start. "Heh." A dry chuckle escaped my lips. Destined to die again? Crushed under rocks this time instead of steel beams? However, sadly for this world... "I refuse." Even though I wouldn't stop the war. Even though I wouldn't save the world. I will simply cut anything that stands in my way. Because it seems this body really, really likes to cut things. And pancakes. We can't forget about the pancakes. ._._._._._._._._._._._._._._. 1) Enjoy the story (3rd time is the charm, right...right??) 2) Inglish isn't my main language

An Imperial Scholar by day. An assassin by night. The World of Cultivation has changed. Elemental Mancers. Flux Mancers. Spirit Mancers. Soul Mancers. Raining down fire and splitting oceans. Destroying mountains with a single stomp and calming skies with a glance. Controlling the tides of Karma, while wielding the souls of others like a puppeteer tugging on the Lines of Fate. The most mysterious of them all were Spirit Mancers, a truth that Theron was more than intimately familiar with. Due to one's Tribulation, his life was turned upside down. His family, his rage, his somber sadness becoming nothing more than Bad Karma's fuel for a madman. He was once a gentle young man, a non-combative Water Mancer who wanted nothing more than to read his novels to the sound of the rain and one day become an Imperial Scholar. But now... Everything had changed. He donned a cloak in the silent night as the clouds above gathered. Pulling its hood over his chilling blue eyes, he stalked off into the darkness. The first droplets fell. He would become the nightmare of his enemies, the blade hidden in the shadows of Heaven's tears. The River of the Night.

The world teaches one rule early: only the living are allowed to decide what is right—and they decide it with blood. When he awakens beneath a sky choked with ash and rotting light, he does not ask why he was brought here. He listens instead—to the screams that never stop, to the prayers that go unanswered, to the quiet way the weak vanish. Gods demand worship yet bleed when cut. Churches preach salvation while sealing cities shut and burning them clean to preserve their truth. Power is not inherited or earned. It is taken from those who cannot hold it. He is not special. He is not chosen. He is simply willing to do what others hesitate to imagine. To survive, he learns to hollow himself out—wearing morality as bait, loyalty as a trap, and fate as something that can be strangled. Each step forward leaves something behind: names erased, faces forgotten, promises broken so thoroughly they never existed.And with every sacrifice, the truth becomes harder to escape— This world does not reward goodness. It consumes it. If ascension demands that he become the thing children are warned about, the monster history pretends never existed, then he will accept the role without apology. Because in the end, the world does not fear evil. It fears those who endure.

Nothing Can Be Saved

Survival is a calculation. Death is just a mechanical failure. Transmigrated into the nightmare of Terror Infinity, Lin Fan doesn't have a magical bloodline or a god-tier system. What he has is the mind of a world-class Engineer and the makings of The Legendary Mechanic burned into his memory. In a world where others beg the 'God' for power, Lin Fan builds his own. Why spend thousands of Reward Points on a weapon when you can scavenge the scrap of a movie world to build a Gauss Sniper? Why rely on a team when you can manufacture a drone army? Using every loophole in the God Dimension's logic and every resource at his disposal, Lin Fan is determined to replicate the path of the Great Mechanic-Black Star The terror is infinite. But so are the possibilities of technology. [A/N]: 2 Chapters Daily [Terror Infinity x The Legendary Mechanic inspiration]

Hi Nitish here, hope you enjoy this story i just trying to set the base of story so it can be a little boring but after few chapters i will reveal the power system and tell about this world for that support this novel

Makoto Yuki is free... Elizabeth has succeeded in her mission to liberate him from the Great Seal, breaking the chains of his sacrifice. But reunion and rest are fleeting—something has gone terribly wrong in a parallel world where the Kirijo Group’s fatal mistake has manifested anew, twisted into something far more sinister. A new Sea of Souls beckons. Strange yet familiar faces emerge—new confidants with untold stories, old allies caught in the currents of fate, and an enigmatic enemy whose darkness rivals even the Fall. The stakes are higher, the consequences graver. Now he needs to be the Messiah once more, Makoto must traverse this new reality and fight not just to save the world... but to finally live his new life, for the one he gave everything to protect.

I'm Peter Parker but not Spider-Man? My best friend Gwen Stacey is Spider-Woman? I turned myself into a mutant lizard and became a paraplegic? I remember my past life? I have a template system with a single template? I have a random technology system? I'm a genius in both in my current life and my past life? Okay, guess it's time to shine. Read ahead on P.A.T.R.E.O.N patreon.com/Danzoslayer517

When Wang Nan came to the world of Douluo Continent, he had no intention of becoming a god. He knew that there were no gods in this world. They were just some more powerful soul masters, far inferior to the gods in his mind. Now he has both parents and decent talent, and it is enough for him to experience another life in this strange world. As for overthrowing the divine world and re-establishing order, let the protagonists do it. --- Fandom: Soul Land 2 --- Warning this is an AU as some things will be different from The source material. Thanks for your understanding and enjoy reading. --- 1 Review= 1 Chapters