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#In every world, the corrupted male lead wants to lock me in a little black room# Shen Lang, true to her name, wreaked havoc upon the world, relying on her soul-snatching and captivatingly beautiful appearance. One day, she was locked onto by a System, the reason surprisingly being that she had broken the laws? Shen Lang issued a three-part denial: “I'm not, I didn't, you're spouting nonsense.” The System counted on its fingers: “According to a rough estimate, the Host, in her previous life, created a time-space machine, a zombie virus, a supernatural ability potion… You have severely violated the universal laws, so the System must punish you.” And so, Shen Lang was “forced” to get down to business, wholeheartedly being a scumbag to the male leads, striving to achieve the “cannon fodder” accomplishment. However, what's going on with the devastatingly handsome and immensely powerful male lead, the big BOSS, becoming paranoid and corrupted and wanting to lock her in a little black room?

Since the dawn of time, there has always been the question of whether humanity is evil by nature or if it is society that corrupts it. In this story, we will meet Morgan — a kind young man with a pure heart and a deep love for animals. However, his life is suddenly cut short by an illness that leads him to death. It is then that he finds himself before a god of death, ready to devour his soul and merge it with the universe. But in that very moment, another god appears to intervene and offer him help. Both hold opposing views on human nature, so they decide to settle their disagreement through a wager: Can the boy’s soul remain pure in a world where cruelty reigns, or will it be corrupted by its surroundings? Morgan is reborn in a merciless world where humanity teeters on the brink of extinction. However, there is one detail that changes everything: the god of death reincarnates him as an axolotl, while the other god grants him a mysterious gift. Will Morgan manage to stay true to his ideals... or will he fall victim to a rotten and corrupted society?

In a world where reality has been fractured, three dimensions coexist without ever truly touching… until now. A thousand years ago, a meteorite infused with an unknown energy crashed onto Earth, splitting existence into separate worlds connected by unstable forces. Since then, that energy has become the source of power, mutation… and silent conflict. In the dimension of Mel, humans who wield the Cosmic Flux rule a society built on strength. In the shadows, a secret organization known as the Octagon moves to seize control of that power at any cost. Meanwhile, in the human world, hidden experiments are creating soldiers capable of surviving cosmic mutation. And beyond it all… something far older is watching. Dack was never meant to be part of this. After his father disappears and his mother is taken, he discovers that he carries a different kind of energy—an anomaly that doesn’t follow the rules of any world. Years later, he enters an academy in Mel, learning to control the Cosmic Flux with one goal in mind: to become strong enough to find his mother. But during a mission on the Meteorite Island, everything changes. Facing a creature born from chaos, Dack unleashes a power he cannot control… and tears open a breach between dimensions. A mistake. A signal A point of no return. As creatures awaken, conflicts escalate, and the boundaries between worlds begin to collapse, one truth becomes clear: This energy was never meant to remain on Earth. And those who created it… are coming back to reclaim it.

A peaceful and tranquil ninja world... Should we send Naruto, the Seventh Hokage, back to the moment just before Minato and Kushina’s deaths, when he unmasks Obito’s true identity? Or maybe we send Naruto, the hero of the Fourth Great Ninja War, to the world of Boruto, reigniting the flames of Konoha in a way that can never be extinguished? Perhaps we send the darkened Menma back to the time when Naruto was bullied, so Konoha can finally feel that pain? Or, maybe we send the weak, pitiful, and isolated Naruto back to the era of the Fourth Hokage to witness the heated debates of the Elder Council? In any case— At this moment, six hundred billion parallel ninja worlds can no longer remain calm and peaceful. Fan translation of 平行忍界：今天又是哪个鸣人穿越了？ by 六道九喇嘛, If possible, please support the original author.

Haruto was just an ordinary high schooler trying to survive after his father’s business collapsed and left behind massive debt. Then the memories started coming. Memories of masterpieces from another world, stories that had never existed in this timeline, yet had the power to make millions laugh, cry, and lose sleep over fictional characters. So he picks up a pen and starts writing. From the bittersweet romance of Blue Spring Ride to the emotional devastation of Anohana, Haruto claws his way up the cutthroat light novel industry one tearjerker at a time. His readers adore him, curse him, and still buy the next volume anyway. Unfortunately… he still has many stories left to tell. —————— MC branches out to manga, anime, games and others as the story progress. He only writes script for them. He writes novels till the end. [Blue Spring Ride] [Anohana: The Flower We Saw That Day] [Parasyte] [Puella Magi Madoka Magica] [Initial D] [Cyberpunk: Edgerunners] [And MORE] This is a translation of a fanfic. All characters, story, and rights belong to the original creators. RAW in pinnned review.

At twenty‑nine, she was the youngest CEO in the tech industry—NetVault Security had gone from small startup to Fortune 500 in just six years. The media called her a prodigy. Her board called her unstoppable. Her therapist called her alexithymic. Unable to understand or describe her own emotions. The elevator chimed. Elara didn’t look up. Only one person had after‑hours access. “You’re late,” she said. “The investor meeting is in twelve hours. Did you review the—” “I’m not here about the meeting.” … “Ugh.” Elara lost her life that day at the hands of her mentor and adoptive father. By the next morning, the same people who once called her a genius and praised her to the sky were calling her a coward who killed herself to escape scandal. Then Elara woke up. Not in her office. Not in a hospital. In a different world. In a different body. She was now Elara, the Fourth Princess of this so‑called great kingdom—only to find that this princess was an utter pushover, completely useless in everyone’s eyes. No one feared her. No one respected her. Even her own palace was full of other people’s spies. How is Elara supposed to survive this palace battle, when seven princesses fight in the shadows and she’s known as the weakest one? And can she ever escape this place… or will she decide to win instead? … … “Your Highness, please… ugh…” The leash of light around Mahir’s neck—the head of the knights—tightened with a soft pull. His face flushed red, and not from pain. “Princess, here.” Ken, the strongest beast knight, knelt closer and held out a small pill between his fingers, guiding it gently to Elara’s lips. “Swallow it,” he said quietly. “You used too much power today.” On the floor below the bed, three beastmen knelt in a row, broad shoulders tense, ears twitching, their eyes fixed on her with dazed focus. Thin, glowing leashes of magic ran from their collars to the bands at Elara’s wrists. “Please…” Ken’s voice dropped, rough and a little hoarse. “Put your foot here.” He touched his gloved hand to his chest. “On me.” Elara sighed, half annoyed, half amused, and rested her foot lightly on his armored chest. All three of them drew in a sharp breath at the same time, faces turning even redder as the magic between them flared. Their eyes—gold, amber, and deep brown—looked up at her with the same lost, devoted gaze.

WARNING: ITS A 18+ BOOK Heena stretched on the warm sand, sipping coconut water. Finally, peace. No scheming heroines, no brooding male leads—just her and the ocean. “HEENA! MOTHER! I FOUND YOU!” Her eye twitched. Not now. Floating above the beach was a golden lion with sparkling wings. “System 547,” she said, gritting her teeth. “I’m on vacation.” “But the worlds are collapsing! Male leads are going crazy! Villainesses are dying! White lotus heroines are ruining everything!” “Not my problem.” “You’re the Black Lotus! Only you can fix this!” “Exactly why I deserve a vacation.” “No rules! Slap them, seduce them, team up with the villainess—anything!” Heena sipped her coconut. “If I say yes, triple points, rare items from every world, and six months vacation after.” “Done! Anything!” the lion shouted, tail wagging. Heena stood, brushing sand off. “Fine. Show me these broken male leads.” Her smirk was dangerous. . . . The portal threw Heena onto cold marble floors. Her head spun as чуж memories flooded in. Empress Celeste Ravencourt. Five husbands. A dying empire. “Great,” Heena muttered. “I’m the villain.” A tiny golden lion appeared beside her. “Welcome to World 12! You’re married to five powerful men who all hate you. They’re meeting tonight to poison you and crown the heroine instead.” “Let me guess,” Heena sighed. “White lotus?” “Lady Seraphina. Sweet, kind, system-backed. They’re all in love with her.” Heena rubbed her temples. The body was weak, starved, exhausted. No wonder Celeste died so easily. “Fine,” she said, pulling off the heavy jewelry. “That empress is dead. I’m not.” She chose a simple dark dress, tied her hair up, and met her reflection. The sadness vanished. Confidence took its place. At dinner, five men waited—cold, powerful, deadly handsome. Warriors, priests, generals, spies. Every one of them wanted her gone. Wine was poured into her glass. Poisoned. Obvious. They watched her closely. Heena lifted the glass, smiling lightly. “To new beginnings.” She drank it all. The silence cracked. Nothing happened. Their faces changed—shock, fear, disbelief. Heena leaned back, calm and smiling. “Now,” she said softly, “which one of you thought killing me would be that easy?”

Burdened by endless regret over his championship belt, the top martial arts fighter Yogan is reborn ten years earlier as a teenager. In this new life, he not only retains the top-tier fighting skills and tactical brilliance from his past life but also possesses godlike reflexes—comparable to “bullet time”! From featherweight to heavyweight, he embarks on an unprecedented and unparalleled journey. The abusive and brawling Conor McGregor, the impenetrable Usman, the standing god Adesanya, the gifted and demonic Jones, and the destructive Ngannou… each legendary champion will become a stepping stone on his path to godhood. This is a passionate tale of redemption, of crushing all opponents, and ultimately becoming the UFC’s unprecedented six-time champion. His name is Yogan! The Great Sage of Kung Fu!! When he steps into the Octagon, the world of martial arts will enter a new era—a “Lightning Era”!!!

(Guys am returning in 3-days, be prepared for more, phones no fixed!) ______________________________________________________________________________ Late for school, a lazy otaku stumbles upon a girl about to be assaulted. He saves her. He falls in love. And he dies. Instead of oblivion, he meets God. As thanks for his selfless act—and because divine interference was forbidden—God grants him a second life in a parallel Earth, a world nearly identical to the old one… except here, Abilities exist. Given the chance to choose any power imaginable, he makes an unexpected choice—an ability not meant to dominate the world, but to survive it: "Golden Verdict! And an unexpected bonus..." Reborn as Shido Urazaki, a powerless disgrace in a prestigious family, he awakens his ability upon reincarnation and overturns his fate overnight—winning brutal family trials, crushing those who once looked down on him, and proving he is no longer the weak boy they remember. But fate is not finished. The timeline remains intact. Somewhere in this world, another Shido Urazaki is destined to die the same way he once did. What happens when you witness your own death… again? As Shido grows stronger through battle, adaptation, and survival, he uncovers the terrifying truth behind his power—death may only be another step toward evolution. Enemies rise. Abilities clash. A harem forms. And vengeance deepens far beyond blood. How many times can a man die before he stops being human? Follow Shido Urazaki as he defies fate, crushes his enemies, and walks a path of revenge in a world where power is everything—and survival is the only law. Authors Note): There's some chapters where things get a bit dark, especially for who the 2nd harem member is going to be, but bare with me!

This story follows Jack, a not so average 4th year in high school. He will face many trials in his travels between dreams and reality, growing all along the way. Not a small number of these trials will require more than he has.

"If science can explain everything, why does Xu Chen feel impossible?" Aum was raised in a civilization where emotion is chemical error and love is nothing more than biological weakness. As one of the most brilliant scientists in his galaxy, he has spent his entire life trusting logic over instinct. Then a cosmic accident strands him on Earth. His only lead is Xu Chen — a cold, unreadable man whose existence defies everything Aum understands about the universe. Xu Chen should have been temporary. A variable. A problem to solve. Instead, he becomes an obsession Aum cannot calculate. As the distance between them disappears, Aum finds himself torn between two impossible choices: return home to the stars… or remain beside the only person who has ever made him feel human. A slow-burn sci-fi BL romance about cosmic fate, emotional awakening, and a love powerful enough to rewrite reality itself.

Hello everyone after going through many novel reading I realized that showniz base novels on Chinese and U. S. entertainment industry have massive numbers but India base nothing so I decided to start a new novel on Indian entertainment industry so everyone support this Vijay, a 30-year-old man, died in the most ridiculous way possible— Laughing. A harmless experiment with laughing gas turned into uncontrollable laughter… until his body gave up. Even in his final breath— "Yaar… log rote rote marte hain… main haste haste mar gaya?" (“People die crying… and I died laughing?”) Darkness followed. But death… wasn’t the end. He opened his eyes again— Reborn. A new life. A new family. A fresh start in a parallel modern world. Everything looked normal. School. Streets. Neighbors. Daily routine. A peaceful, ordinary life. Until… small things began to feel strange. Not wrong. Just… cinematic. A school teacher giving an emotional speech that felt too powerful for a normal day. A roadside fight that suddenly turned dramatic, like a perfectly choreographed scene. A stranger whose entry felt… like a hero introduction. "Yeh coincidence thoda zyada nahi ho raha?" (“Aren’t these coincidences getting a bit too much?”) Then one day— Vijay saw someone. Not just anyone. A face he recognized. Not from real life— But from a movie. Not every film. Not every story. But some characters… are real. Living. Breathing. Existing in this world. A strict police officer who behaves exactly like a mass-action hero. A mysterious businessman with clear villain energy. A college girl whose life feels like a romantic drama waiting to unfold. This world isn’t fully Bollywood. It’s worse. It’s partially scripted. "Matlab… har koi normal hai… par kuch log kahani leke ghoom rahe hain?" (“So… everyone is normal… but some people are carrying entire stories inside them?”) And Vijay? He remembers those stories. He knows— Who will rise. Who will fall. Who will love. Who will die. But unlike movies… This is real life. Interference has consequences. So Vijay makes a choice. He won’t jump blindly into every story. He will observe. Learn. Adapt. Live a normal life on the surface— School, family, daily struggles, small happiness… While secretly identifying “main characters” hidden in society. Sometimes he helps. Sometimes he changes outcomes. Sometimes… He lets the story play out. Because he understands one terrifying truth— "Yeh duniya film nahi hai… par film jaise log isme zaroor hain." (“This world isn’t a movie… but movie-like people definitely exist in it.”) And slowly… Vijay begins to step into those stories. Not as a background character— But as a variable that was never supposed to exist. MC - vijay live with lesbian moms Mom1 -Shilpa, Mom2- Neelam and first partner in love with MC

Have you ever imagined a Dragon Ball universe where everything is canon? The classic Dragon Ball. Dragon Ball Z. All the Z movies and specials. Dragon Ball Super. Dragon Ball GT. Dragon Ball Heroes. And even the game-exclusive content, the non-canon official characters, and more. All of it coexisting in the same universe. Crazy, right? Now, imagine that fan-made stories, characters, and mangas also exist within this same universe. Got it? Okay, good. But wait, on top of all that, imagine there are also things that never even belonged to Dragon Ball in the first place. Wild, completely original stuff. Alternate powers, absurd possibilities, and beyond. Welcome to the Ultimate Dragon Ball Universe, or as I like to call it: the greatest organized chaos you’ve ever seen. And I haven’t even gotten to the part about the OmegaVerse… Oh, by the way, I reincarnated into this universe as Son Goku. Yeah. The damn protagonist. No need to say it, I already know I’m screwed.

One man dominates the world, one art crushes the world The only one who stands before everyone and everything but has no life nor feeling, more dead than alive stare at the world he couldn't love or hate it All he wants is to die so he can't feel that way anymore but if he isn't dead there's still hope Another one who can't raise his head, is ashamed of his acts, too weak to show up, and is cursed but he won't give up and still fight till reach the stars in the sky Give up despair, and uphold hope When Shion Lan awakened in the day he left the family but discovered the ominous being inside himself. What to do? Giving up or fight back? Being friends or enemies? The ties between them, will it be strnger or cut?

Existence has already ended once. By something that was not even "something" in any ordinary sense. Unseen, unfelt, and forever forgotten. But what comes after absolute nulity? Affirmation. Endless, reasonless affirmation. An overflowing plenitude that refuses silence. After recreating existence, the Plenitude Without Reason chose once more to participate. For participation is the only way to remain as something without becoming everything. From that Will, Anathasia was born. - Kyle. The person she stayed with through everything. The one who remained by her side as she moved through life... and everything beyond it. After college, they continue living together. Nothing really changes on the surface. But at the same time, things are changing. Not just on Earth, but across realities completely separate from the one they've always known. Old resentments begin to surface. Questions start forming. About meaning, about purpose... about what's left when power stops mattering. Now, somewhere between raising daughters and just trying to live normally, they find themselves dealing with things that don't really have simple answers. The consequences of actions taken eons before they even met. The weight of roles they were never meant to fully understand. And beyond even that, The existence of an Original Creator. The Author... trying to move on from controlling everything. How will the Supreme Being herself... and the one who stands beside her... deal with all of this? The mundane. And the things that go far beyond reality itself? [DISCLAIMER] This is a work of fiction set in a version of modern-day Earth. While real-world locations, historical events, cultures, and mythologies may be referenced, they are depicted in a fictionalized manner for storytelling purposes. All characters, interpretations, and narratives are products of my imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, beyond historical figures, is purely coincidental.

My name is Naoki. To the world, I am nothing but a shadow. To the people around me, I am the boy they mock, the one they shove into walls, the one they strip of dignity day after day. They think their laughter makes them gods. They think their fists make them kings. But they don’t know me. Not yet. While they laugh, I sharpen my resolve. While they spit on me, I carve their names into the walls of my mind. Every insult, every bruise, every moment they made me kneel—these are debts, and I am the collector. My mother sleeps in a hospital bed, locked away in a silence she cannot break. She is the only light I ever had, and fate ripped even that away from me. Now all that’s left is the darkness. And I will use it. This is not a story of friendship. This is not a story of love. This is a story of vengeance. I will burn their laughter into screams. I will twist their power into fear. One by one, they will learn what it means to create a monster. They made me weak. Now I’ll show them what weakness becomes… when it learns how to bite back.

In a city where the Kaïssa System monitors every thought and suppresses every emotion, to love, to doubt, or simply to feel becomes an act of rebellion. Sophie has only one priority: to protect her fragile mother from a world that quietly eliminates those who fail to conform. But when cracks begin to fracture reality itself, she realizes that the world she has always known is only a fragment of something far greater. Beyond the controlled city unfolds a deeper truth: three intertwined worlds, spirits who keep watch, and a living nature where everything breathes, listens, and remembers. Nothing is inert. Nothing is empty. Everything is alive. And something else is watching. A presence that comments, questions… and perhaps guides. For Sophie, Aria, and Neris, the choice becomes inevitable: obey and survive, or cross the boundaries of the known world and confront the unknown. Because once you understand that the world has a soul, it becomes impossible to look away. And when you choose to see, you must also accept to act. For reconciliation may demand more than rebellion.

The fateful encounter with a truck sent video game developer Wu Xiaoming into a parallel world. He was now the son of a past action star, a child star who failed to accomplish much in his adult career, and a wanderer in the ethereal realm hidden behind the glamorous physical world. And ghost hunting had not only become his career, but also his way to live. Lucky for him, he brought the game he was developing with him - only that right now, HE was the one with the character panel, inventory systems and skills. It’s Haoliwood, the Hollywood in this world, and it’s full of ghosts, baby!

In the year 2086, humanity stood at the peak of technological advancement. The world’s greatest nations united under Project Helios—an ambitious experiment created to generate limitless energy by manipulating space and dark matter. But on the night the Helios Reactor was activated for the very first time, the sky above the Pacific Ocean cracked apart like shattered glass. A colossal purple rift opened across the heavens, pulsing like the heartbeat of a wounded world. Then, they came. Creatures from ancient legends. A golden-scaled beast with wings like thunder roared above the sea. Stone giants walked through collapsing cities. Women with raven wings descended alongside black storms. Horned beasts from forgotten myths began roaming the human world. Nuclear weapons were launched. Armies marched. Entire nations burned. Yet the war between modern technology and the world of mythology brought nothing but endless destruction. Until a being calling himself The Ancient One appeared with a proposal: Twelve battles. Twelve representatives. And the fate of two civilizations would be decided within the arena. Arrows against gunpowder. Muscle against steel. Magic against science.