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On the night of the blood moon three hundred years ago, Tsugikuni Yoriichi, the strongest human being who died of old age, thought he would fall into hell. Until he opened his eyes and found that he was in a world called Soul Society. As a god of death, he possesses spiritual pressure and can live for thousands or even tens of thousands of years, but he just wants to live a stable life and find his wife. ........................................................... This is a translated novel. Raw:-死神，但是继国缘一 Author:-天锁斩星 ___________________________________ For more chapters support me on Patreon. You can access 60+ advanced chapters on Patreon:- patreon.com/Stories_hub739 You can buy me a cup of coffee: https://www.paypal.me/UtkarshKumar96 Find your 5 free advanced chapters here: Omnicalctools.online

Peter Parker is not a guy from another world who woke up in someone else's body and decided to play superhero with a cheat sheet. He is Peter Benjamin Parker — fifteen, Queens, New York, completely and entirely himself. He has always been himself. It's just that sometimes, in the back of his brain, there's an archive that shouldn't be there. Not memories, exactly. More like echoes. Fragments of a life he didn't live in this universe The genre conventions, the recurring tragedies, the cast of characters who are supposed to show up and what they're supposed to do when they get there. The problem is that this universe doesn't follow any blueprint he recognizes. This isn't 616. It's not the MCU. It's not any specific continuity from anything he half-remembers — it's a new creation, running on its own logic, diverging from canon in ways that catch him off-guard when he's already committed to a plan. His foreknowledge is real. It's also fragmented, unreliable, and occasionally catastrophically wrong. He can be surprised. He can miscalculate. He can almost die. more available at : [email protected]/goldengaruda

Ethen found himself transported into the world of Ben 10 and awakened a Daily Sign-In System. With each check-in, he could randomly unlock any Omnitrix template! Cracked Omnitrix, Errortrix, Lovetrix, Bloodtrix… every kind of Omnitrix template was within reach! Ben Tennyson: “Ethen, you’re an even greater Plumber than I am — the ace of the galaxy!” Vilgax: “You’re using an Ultimate Evolved Alien against me? That’s pure bullying!” Gwen Tennyson: “Ethen, those female aliens of yours are totally up to something. Don’t let them fool you!” Celestialsapiens: “We should never have provoked you, Ethen! Please… put away that Celestial God Watch!” Ethen simply smiled. He just wanted to live the life of an unbeatable hero — and see what it felt like to be the ultimate powerhouse!

In a world where the chosen one has defeated the demon lord and brought peace to the realm, now 500 years have passed since the demon's defeat. Aetheria, the world, appears peaceful, but is it truly so?

Owen Colt didn’t ask to be reincarnated. And definitely not into the most chaotic, explosive universe of them all: the world of superheroes. No systems. No fancy nanotech suits. No powers (or so he thought)... Armed with nothing but the memories of a past life and a burning will not to die as cannon fodder, Owen made the only choice he could: train, harden himself, and survive. From childhood, every step he took was an investment in his future: intelligence, weapons, tactics, hand-to-hand combat, military strategy. He became the perfect soldier... only to walk away just before the world was about to explode. Because he knew that once caped gods started falling from the sky, the first to die would be the regular soldiers. His plan? Stay out of it. Don’t be just another name on a grave. His reality? A corpse at his doorstep, an assassin trained like a Black Widow, and a conspiracy that drags him straight into the deadliest chessboard in the entire Marvel Universe. Because sometimes, you don’t choose to be a hero. Sometimes, chaos chooses you. And Owen Colt... is more than ready to hit back. Quick Note: Yes, he will have superpowers. The story is based on the MCU, but I’ll be incorporating elements from the comics too, including certain heroes. I have no intention of making this a harem—unless explicitly requested. At most, the protagonist won’t have a fixed partner, but rather a “friends with benefits” type of relationship. DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction based on the MCU and Marvel Comics. I do not own the rights to Marvel, its characters, stories, or original concepts. All rights belong to their respective owners. The only original character is OWEN COLT, whose story and development are entirely my own. I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com

When Miraak is defeated and, on the brink of annihilation, Hermaeus Mora moves to claim his soul, the First Dragonborn makes one last move. Instead of fading away, his essence is cast into an unknown plane ruled by other gods. There he encounters a young demigod named Percy Jackson, a magnet for broken destinies and dangerous prophecies. Intrigued, Miraak decides to take him as his first student. The very first student of the First Dragonborn. Disclaimer: This work is a fanfiction created for entertainment purposes only. All characters, locations, and concepts related to Percy Jackson belong to Rick Riordan and their respective owners. Elements, names, and references to The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim and its universe belong to Bethesda Softworks. I claim no rights over these franchises. This story is an unofficial, non-profit work written solely for the enjoyment of readers. I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com

After Russell transmigrated, he was bound to a system where doing evil deeds made him stronger. Since he couldn’t bring himself to do anything truly wicked, he chose to become a phantom thief. By day, he was a kind-hearted neighbor with a bit of a mischievous streak in his landlady Hudson’s eyes, and a lazy slacker to his teachers and classmates. He was also the ever-present “Watson” assistant to his neighbor, Charlotte Holmes. But by night, he was the phantom thief who struck fear into all of London’s high society—and Holmes’ number one target. What’s more, as the classmate of the crime professor, he became the accomplice of Mary Morstan. —Moriarty. ... “You ask why James Moriarty is two people? Isn’t that obvious? James and Moriarty—of course, that’s two people. It’s called: Husband-and-wife teamwork makes the job easier, don’t you know?”

Fate sets everything into motion. Dream drives that motion into action. And action causes death. This endless cycle is inevitable. Despair. Madness. Delusion. Sins. Ideals. What awaits someone broken again and again by this cycle? Beyond the unending path, does happiness exist? But to what end? The story of why he chose to walk this never-ending path.

.... In a universe where starships rule supreme and galactic empires clash for dominance, Kallus, a visionary gamer and strategist, finds himself thrust into an extraordinary reality. Awakened aboard the [Obliterator-Class Star Dreadnought], a vessel born from his own imagination but perfected by a Supreme Being, Kallus must rise to command a fleet that could shape the fate of the cosmos. With a ship forged from mythical adamantium and [mithril alloys], powered by a [Transcendent Dark Matter Engine], and armed with weapons capable of annihilating entire fleets, the Obliterator is more than a warship—it’s a legend incarnate. But Kallus is not alone. Alongside him is the Red Empress, an advanced AI infused with a power of creation and knowledge itself, guiding him with missions that unlock untold power and potential. ........ Author's Note This is my first novel, and I’m still learning the craft of writing. You may notice some repetition or mistakes throughout the story—please understand that they are part of my growth as a creator. I truly appreciate your time and support, and I welcome any constructive feedback to help me improve. That said… read at your own risk! Don’t point fingers at me for wasting your time or money—you’ve been warned. To those who, despite all this, are still reading the book—thank you. I’m truly grateful that you’ve given me and my work a chance. I’ll keep doing my best to improve myself and the story. Thank you again, from the bottom of my heart.

Humanity’s darkest age began the day the portals tore open and mana flooded the world, twisting ordinary beasts into monsters and turning ordinary people into Awakened. Cities fell, nations crumbled, and from the chaos rose one man who refused to break—Aurelion Kade, Supreme Commander of the Vanguard and humanity’s strongest champion. For years, he led the final stand against the demonic hordes. And in the last battle, he struck down the being who orchestrated humanity’s suffering: the Demon King. But death is never the end. The Demon King opens his eyes to find himself alive again—reborn inside Aurelion Kade’s body, years before the first portal opened, back when Aurelion was nothing more than a powerless nobody. Stripped of his strength yet burdened with the memories of a ruined future, he discovers a truth far more terrifying than the invasion itself: the demons were only the beginning, and the true calamity still waits in the shadows. Now trapped in the body of the man who once killed him, he faces a choice that will reshape the fate of two worlds. Will he sabotage humanity from within… or forge it into a force capable of surviving the disaster that is himself.

Saving the girl cop by chance, the Little Daoist descending from the mountain begins his career as a bodyguard. He fights monsters, occasionally steps on wealthy and handsome men, and enjoys an endless life of fun!

Being young is a treasure, but education is indispensable. For Han Yu, who started working at sixteen, being too young wasn't a good thing. Due to his young age, he was almost turned away by the leaders when assigned to a bureau. Witness the story of the youngest police officer in the history of the Linghai Public Security Bureau turning his life around.

The world had been in chaos for over three hundred years. In the Central Plains, singing and dancing never ceased, foreign tribes sharpened their weapons and fed their horses, Sword Immortals roamed the Martial World, and famed generals quelled unrest in all directions. Five years before the great upheaval, the young Pharmacist Li Guanyi committed murder on a rainy night. At last, he opened his eyes and saw this chaotic human world. Underneath the hooves of horses lay piles of bleached bones – famed generals, beauties, the Martial World, Divine Weapons, commoners, Dharma Forms. Since ancient times, only white bones and yellow sand remained on the fields! Confucian Scholars, crushed beneath iron hooves; Buddhas, swept away by long spears! "I, Daoist Li Guanyi, invite this world to its death!"

This is a world shrouded in darkness. The spreading Black Fog corrodes every living creature. The only protection for humanity lies in fire. But as the dark Epoch approached, the fires slowly extinguished. Countless strong Kingdoms became dens for Dark Monsters, humans lost contact with each other, and survivors trembled in the faint solitary light. Until Rod came to this world. "Damn, what's this cow and horse stuff, is it edible?" "This Soul, it's delicious." "As long as the will of fire remains unextinguished, I believe, one day, humanity will once again illuminate this world and burn all spectral vermin to ashes." "Even if I'm mired in darkness, bearing the Dream Realm, I can still support this world!" "We've won!" —— The world is about to fall, the Abyss looms at our side. And I will raise this Unique flame to light up the world. Yes, I am the last King of Darkness. But... Hello? Anyone, save me.

A kaiju ate me alive. I felt my ribs go one at a time. Then something in the dark of its gut decided I was not finished. It started my heart with a hand that was not mine, and I walked out of the corpse on my own two feet, the only person who ever has. That was the night she bought the rights to whatever I had become. One screen. One subscriber. The screen is my life, live and uncut. The subscriber is her, and she pays whatever it costs to keep the feed running: every fight, every wound, every hour I lose to the thing growing up the inside of my spine. When I run, the money finds me. When I bleed, the bid climbs. The Defense Force has me filed as a contaminant. The corporations want me as their next headliner. She understood the part both of them missed: the stronger the parasite makes me, the less of me is left. Every night, behind one glowing screen, the woman who calls herself my sponsor watches me turn into the thing that killed me. She has never once looked away.

In the Land of Light, I'm a nobody. I’m Shin Natsuki, a bottom-of-the-barrel grunt in the Ultra Space Garrison. My power level? Pathetic... at least, compared to legends like Ultraman King and Zero. My daily job isn't fighting universal threats; it's cleaning up asteroids and writing reports. But when a dimensional vortex throws me across the multiverse, the definition of "weak" gets flipped upside down. My "pathetic" 40,000-ton body? Jaegers from Pacific Rim are flimsy paper toys. My "basic" Spacium Beam (500,000°C)? EVA's Angels are incinerated instantly. Godzilla, Kaiju No. 8, the Angels... they are all just pests waiting to be purified. They called me a grunt in my world. In their worlds, they call me a God. This is the story of the Land of Light's "weakest" Ultra, on his quest to prove that even a 'Mob' character can curb-stomp the multiverse. Worlds Schedule: Volume 1: Pacific Rim (Complete) Volume 2: Evangelion (Complete) Volume 3: Kaiju No. 8 (Complete) Volume 4: Godzilla: Monsterverse (In Progress...) Next: Ultraman (Manga)

First, I drank beer on the couch... Then I fought for freedom and democracy on hundreds of planets, for the glory of Super Earth... And now I find myself in a world of Jedi and Sith, where the latter want to destroy everything I held so dear! But that's not going to happen. *** Read over 100 chapters ahead and stay 12+ months in front of public releases — all early chapters are waiting for you on my Patreon: Granulan

After many years, he return back to his home country, Canada. He started his life as a normal student. But fate had different plans. He swore to protect his loved ones to matter the cost. This is the story of a boy named Ethan

This body was forged from swords, With blood of iron and a heart of glass... After the Great Hero Emiya single-handedly fought through the Holy Grail War in one night and saved his sister Illya, he believed he would meet his end. But when he opened his eyes again, he found himself transported into the world of Mushoku Tensei. And so, a new story begins. "Be it the Dragon God or the Human God, to protect my family, I will defeat every last one of you!" "Unlimited Blade Works!"

After dying in his old world, a Lord of the Mysteries fanatic awakens in Pritz Harbor 2 years before Klein Moretti opens his eyes in Tingen. He is now Lucian Vale, sole heir to a wealthy, powerful, and corrupt coastal family. Branded as a Blessed by the High-Dimensional Overseer, granted a dangerous boon, and hunted by the vultures circling his estate, Lucian realizes that wealth and caution alone will not keep him alive. To survive, he chooses the Abyss pathway and becomes a beyonder. In the years before the gray fog rises, Lucian forges House Vale into a dominant beyonder faction, his name spreading beyond the harbor as a rising terror in the beyonder world. Yet, long before the final apocalypse can unravel the world, a crimson light ripples above the gray fog, and a remarkably rational Devil takes his seat at an ancient bronze table. ‎ ──────────────────────────────────────────────────────────── ‎ Alger: 'A Devil... personally accepted by Mr. Fool. I dare not question "His" arrangements, but my survival instincts are screaming. What terrifying plan is “He” preparing? Could "He" be planning to use him against the Seven Churches? No... thou shalt not test God. I must observe carefully.' Audrey: 'His emotional colors are perfectly controlled, like any proper Loen gentleman. Yet my Spectator vision catches the suffocating pressure beneath his gentlemanly calm. It feels so dangerous! To walk such a dark path while keeping his manners... Mr. Devil must carry a very complicated burden. No, no, you must not pry too deeply, Audrey!' Klein: ‘A wealthy member with stable Beyonder channels should have been good news... No, that sounds too shallow. This is clearly to strengthen the Tarot Club’s foundation and improve its long-term development. But why did my new “reliable channel” have to be a literal Devil? Why couldn't he have Miss Justice's bright, pleasant personality? ‘...Wait, no. A cheerful, innocent-acting person happily performing bloody, sacrificial Devil rituals is actually infinitely more terrifying. I take it back! I’m still just a broke Nighthawk trying to afford decent meals. Why does every step toward making The Fool look more impressive also make me feel closer to dying young?' ‎ ──────────────────────────────────────────────────────────── ‎ https://abyssalscholar.com/ 2 chapters/week ~3000 words/chapter