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Jiang transmigrated to Douluo Continent, but his soul power stagnated, leading to a breakup with his childhood sweetheart, Ning Rongrong. He was then bound to the Star Iron Gacha System. By accumulating card slot points, he could draw Star Iron characters! His first draw: Liu Ying! Grammer Iron Knight, a gentle girl suffering from entropy loss, transforms into the mecha Sam! " I will ignite the sea!" Next, Huang Quan, Hanabi, Black Swan, Himeko, Black Tower… one Star Iron character after another gathered, dominating Douluo! Black Tower: Where did you bring me? Hanabi: This is getting interesting. Huang Quan: I wish to weep for the deceased, my tears falling like rain, filling the river… surging like a tide, leading you home! When Liu Ying transforms, Hanabi explodes, Huang Quan draws his sword, and the entire Douluo Continent is completely overturned. Faced with the gentle and persistent Liu Ying and Lu Jiang, who trampled Qibao, Ning Rongrong paled in comparison and begged for forgiveness.

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.

He never wanted a stage. He never wanted attention. But he never had a choice. Follow a master of the shadows — a seasoned chameleon, a former assassin, and above all… a rising star in his new profession. Forced to act in order to survive.

What happens when a Hanma is dropped into the Lookism world? He is not the anime Baki. He is not the legendary Hanma from another universe. He is just a boy born with a body that refuses to obey normal rules. He grows up in a world where gangs decide law, fists decide status, and weakness is punished without mercy. He does not start as a monster, but his body learns faster, adapts faster, and endures more than it should. By the time others realize something is wrong, it is already too late to treat him like an ordinary fighter. He does not chase fame or chaos, but he does not avoid violence when it becomes unavoidable. Each fight leaves marks on bodies, walls, and reputations, and each step forward forces him deeper into the brutal hierarchy of Lookism. As his presence spreads, familiar events begin to shift, alliances fracture, and organizations that once dominated the underworld start to feel pressure they cannot explain. If you want to see a Hanma walk into the Lookism world and dismantle its strongest fighters, and rewrite the balance of power with raw physical dominance and calculated decisions, then you are in the right place. This is not a story about instant supremacy. This is a story about a body that evolves, a mind that adapts, and a world that slowly realizes it created something it cannot control. Disclaimer: All credits belong to the original creators of Lookism and Baki. I do not own these characters or their worlds, except for the original characters I create. This version of Baki Hanma is not the same as the one from the anime. He only shares the name and abilities, while his personality and story are different. The cover image is not mine. If the original creator requests its removal, I will remove it.

Long ago, a paranoid king sealed away his greatest warriors, believing they would be needed in a distant age to defend the kingdom. One such warrior now awakens. His memories are faint echoes, his only certainty is the strength still burning in his body. But the kingdom he swore to protect has long since crumbled, replaced by fractured nations and broken crowns. The world is not as he left it. A scourge has spread across land and life alike, corrupting man, beast, and soil, leaving behind only wastelands. Corruption has taken over the few pockets of civilization left. Demons roam everywhere and magic runs wild. With no past to anchor him and no nation to serve, he wanders. Given a new name by a lazy dragon, he begins a journey across a dying world, trying to protect what little remains from the darkness consuming it.

Raden was just an ordinary high schooler until he opened a mysterious chest in his warehouse. That one decision bound him to a sinful spirit, forcing him into a contract that now shares his body. Within the shadows of Spectre City, he can transform into Astral Rage, wielding speed and strength far beyond human limits. But that power comes with steep costs and brutal consequences. To Raden, this ability is no gift, it is a lifelong burden. He has no desire for luxury or glory. All he wants is a simple life, a quiet existence hidden away from a world that has turned undeniably cruel... --- Read new chapter faster + extra content only on Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/c/Corneliuszii

Mysteriously transported into a world of fantasy and magic at the moment of his death, when he had failed to save his own world—Arezu decides to live out the remainder of his dying life fulfilling the wishes of his creator and fallen comrades. To see the world they once dreamed of. But everything changes when he meets Lynn—a girl who bears the same eyes as his creator, the mark of the sinner who cursed the world. As an unlikely pair of warrior and mage, they embark on simple quests but somehow always end up on strange adventures, unravel the mysteries of Curses and Dungeons, share secrets meant for his grave and her next life, and face a fate they thought they had already accepted. Beyond his world's end, a new adventure begins.

[WARNING: Slow Pacing: Kael does not become a god overnight. Every bullet, every skill point, and every scar is earned through genuine struggle.] Kael was a "rat"—a lowly stable boy in a frozen, brutal medieval world where Knights ruled with iron and Barbarians crushed skulls with bone clubs. His life was worth less than the manure he shoveled. That changed the night he butchered a Knight with a rusty dagger to pay a debt of blood. Chosen by the God of Slaughter, Kael awakens the Aether System. His cheat? The ability to project his soul into other worlds, live countless lives, and bring their powers back to reality—if he survives. But power is not free. It is bought with pain, time, and sanity. World 1: The Wild West. He spends a lifetime as "El Lobo," a legendary gunslinger. He returns with the muscle memory of a master marksman and a 12-gauge shotgun. World 2: The Martial Arts Realm. He trains for decades as a Wuxia disciple. He returns with internal energy that can shatter steel. Now, as the Kingdom faces war and monsters surge from the dark, the nobles sneer at the servant boy holding a strange metal tube. They chant spells. They draw enchanted swords. Kael takes a slow breath. He racks the slide. Click-clack. "Parry this."

A child is born during war, not as a weapon, but as a consequence. Hunted bloodlines. Silent shadows. A world that survives by pretending not to notice what it fears. Nara Yukihiko is raised in Konoha beneath an ordinary name and an unremarkable life. Few know that beneath the calm lies Ice Release so natural it feels like breathing — power inherited from a clan taught to believe their blood was a curse. As the ninja world moves toward familiar tragedies, Yukihiko grows not by ambition, but by restraint. Every kindness protects him. Every sorrow threatens something far larger than a single village. This is not the story of a hero who changes the world. It is the story of a world that survives because one child does not break. The story will start off slow. Wanted to create an in-depth background for the main character. Nara Yukihiko does not show until chapter 47. Be patient because it is worth the wait. The mixed bloodline between Nara and Yuki will make the story very interesting. The Main charater grows up as a Nara clan member to survive as a Yuki clan member. All timelines are based on naruto.fandom.com. Hope you enjoy.

Found this fanfic and translated seems interesting lots of Chinese propaganda and nationalism, not I'm not editing it out. Reborn in the MCU as the omega mutant Elixir.

Reborn into the magical world of Harry Potter, Sean awakens a bizarre and powerful gift—by dueling others, he can steal a piece of their magic. Defeat Malfoy? Gain noble etiquette. Challenge Harry? Unlock Parseltongue. Take down a troll? Inherit its monstrous strength. Even Voldemort’s dark magic is up for grabs… if Sean dares. From dueling beasts to wizards, professors to dark lords, Sean fights his way through a far more dangerous Hogwarts than he remembers—one spell, one ability at a time. patreon: https://www.patreon.com/Daoist_Kalyug paypal : https://www.paypal.me/DaoistKalyug -------- Disclaimer: This work is a fan-made translation of the original story. I do not claim ownership of the source material, characters, or plot. All rights belong to the original author and respective copyright holders. This translation is done solely for educational and entertainment purposes, to help more readers enjoy the story. If the original author or rights holders wish for this to be taken down, please contact me, and I will comply promptly.

What happens when a master miniature builder gets thrust into a monster apocalypse with a puppet-summoning skill? "Turn my miniatures into real soldiers. Duh!" Said Adam Clay, the Lord Commander of Earth, with a wide grin as he snapped with his fingers. Power Armored Supersoldiers, Walker Crafts, War Machines, Stellar Arks, and Legions of Men-at-Arms all appeared around him in hordes, chanting the holy name of the Emperor of the Solarium. But that's a scene from the endgame, and here's how it began... What to Expect? A Progression LitRPG with action scenes, political intrigue, humor, RTS mechanics, kingdom building, crafting, summoning, and a magic system that tightens it all up, coming from the author of the 760+ chapters long Dragonborn Saga. Inspired by WH40K’s energy, but its own beast entirely. (so not a fanfic) While it is so, you can say it is the watered-down version for those who aren't willing to dip their toes in the original madness. Where else to find this Gem? This story exists on Patreon, Webnovel, Royal Road, and Scribble Hub

Quinn is a naive noble boy who wants to bring gold and glory to his family by becoming a Dungeon Diver. He will come to learn that it is all not as good as it seems to be

He transmigrated into Aemond Targaryen on the night he was meant to lose an eye. He knew the history. He knew the fight. He knew exactly how fate was supposed to carve him into a monster. So he tried to change it. But when the dagger fell, the one who paid the price was not him. From that moment on, history broke. Branded as a kinslayer, feared as a monster, and forced onto the path of the Green faction, Aemond steps into a future no one remembers—one shaped by blood, dragons, and political betrayal. Regent of the Realm. Rider of Vhagar. The man who should not exist. This time, the Dance of the Dragons will not follow the script. ... This is a translation of a Chinese Novel, with minor changes in some parts of the original story.

Johnathan wakes up in the story his uncle wrote. A mythology, sci-fi, adventure, fantasy. Called "Beyond The New World." Johnathan must survive to the events of the book, and find how everything is linked to the disappearance of his uncle, so he can find his way home.

"Son, what's your plan after middle school?" Such a plan had never crossed Ryomen Sukuna's mind. What did he want in life? What kind of mark does he want to leave in this world? His father always asked him this question whenever he could, though Sukuna always never had an answer no matter how hard he tried. "How about heroics, son?" Oh, maybe there is one now. (No harem, only Mina Ashido the pinky queen) (Yes, Sukuna has jjk Sukuna's powers, it's all in one quirk) (no system) (This is just a story where he beats up bad guys, gets the girl and aura farms, not thought out at all. Tons of cliche stuff in here) (I'll probably get MHA: Vigilantes in here later) (This was never supposed to be a deep dark story or something, and I never really was a good author so read at your own risk.)

Mill Kabrok has always wanted to be an adventurer, so he was excited when he finally got the chance to see what type of bloodline he had. What he didn't expect was the machine telling him he had no bloodline. No ability would have been fine, a low blood purity would have been ok as well, but the idea that his bloodline is 100% unknown. That was strange. He even has an ability even though the machine couldn’t read that either, but he had one just no bloodline. This was shocking to everyone because there has never been anyone without a bloodline. After running out of the event Mill found an abandoned building to sleep in where he had a dream, no, a vision of his ancestor where he learned the truth. His ancestor told him about how his bloodline was one that was never recorded into the system even though he was a member of the very first hero’s party. The one that beat the Ancient Disaster Agralon. Everyone from Mill’s era takes this to mean that the hero killed Agralon, but according to Mill’s ancestor that wasn’t the case. Agralon was sealed, not killed, but why would they lie about that and why was Mill’s ancestor not recorded in history? Something wasn’t right with history and Mill needed to find out while also preparing for Agralon’s release, as Mill’s ancestor told him, Agralon could only be sealed for 1500 years, and it’s been 1494 so he only had six years to increase his strength and get answers. After waking up, Mill had a newfound mission. His dream of becoming an adventurer was now just a means to the end. He needed strength and allies to help him fight so he started his journey by entering an adventuring academy. Mill would gain more understanding of his own bloodline, the world that he grew up in, and the secret histories of the world that had become lost to time. He will gain friends, enemies, allies, and rivals that will greatly impact him for the rest of his life. Agralon is the ancient disaster so how would he beat him?

He doesn’t start in East Blue—he starts on Laugh Tale. Roger laughs at the bold kid who shouts he’ll turn the world upside down… then realizes he just took another monster aboard. Name: Aos. Raw strength beyond giant standards. Innate awakened Observation. Rapid grasp of armament wrapping. Black long gun across his back; seastone rounds along his belt. He dissects: haki forms, gun paths, sword lines, body frames. High EQ gets him accepted; relentless grinding keeps him rising. With Shanks and Buggy he forges lifelong rivalry—never a background follower. Combat tags in play: Observation kill shots Advanced Armament bind Seastone round control “Don’t Move” style ability lock targeting fruit users No harem. No female lead. Not a Straw Hat tag‑along line. Much later, on a calm sea day, the Going Merry meets an uninvited figure. A black gun. A living legend. “Want to know what One Piece is? I can tell you.”

#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.

Sherlock Sheets is the son of a fallen Pro Hero and a genius with a terrifyingly precise quirk—but he doesn’t want to be a hero. After his mother’s sacrifice shatters his world, Sherlock hides his heart behind apathy, logic, and fifty-two razor-sharp cards of glazed paper. Forced into U.A. High School by legacy and expectation, he stands in stark contrast to classmates who burn with ambition. As rivalries sharpen and hero society demands sacrifice, Sherlock is pushed toward a choice he’s spent years avoiding: remain a blank canvas… or risk caring again in a world that only breaks what it loves. this is my first fanfic so go easy one me and no harem you can Support by power stone of by sending through my upi id