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Alfred, a history teacher on Earth is suddenly thrown into the body of Prince Alfred Lindonfall, the twelve-year-old prince and heir to the throne of the Kingdom of Ammar. With the abrupt death of his father, the responsibility to rule a Kingdom falls on his shoulders. Having to navigate a medieval court and world, his journey to creating an empire and putting his knowledge into practice sees him become a man he never knew he could be, being shaped by the new world and unique circumstances he faces. There are many characters who get a lot of focus and can be called a lead in their own right, but I won't put their character descriptions in as it would be too much of a spoiler for chapters in future. A map of the main continent in in the comments of the first chapter. Just know its not a commissioned work of art but something rough I made so readers will have an understanding of the worlds borders and design. Cover Art: not mine so here is the credit. https://www.pinterest.co.uk/pin/351912463658203/

The path to immortality has never been easy. Cultivators cultivate in order to escape the shackles of death and shed their mortality, to go against the heaven and defy fate and destiny. But, how many of them can ascend to become an immortal and sit on the throne of a Great Emperor? Only those who are born with the will of iron and perseverance of a mountain will have the chance to become one. This is not your average cultivation novel. The story may gets dark later on in the story and believe me, I dare to adds things that might not be for those who are soft hearted. So beware, may content some messed up stuffs. Heavily inspired by the novels: Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God Grand Ancestral Bloodlines This Young Master is not a Cannon Fodder

Who says that if you live in the HP universe you have to become a wizard? Hagrid's son has his own way of doing things along with some unusual friends. Apart from the MC and my invented characters, I do not own these universes or characters and their rights are reserved to their respective authors.

Across the vast convolution of worlds, divine beings rule as absolute sovereigns—each god assigned dominion over a singular realm. Skirmishes are inevitable, whether for power, amusement, or sheer pettiness. One such battle, between Nexus, the God of Trickery, and an aging, senile deity, resulted in an anomaly… A soul misplaced. Elliot, an ordinary man, was never meant for Ul’Tra-el. But fate, or perhaps a cosmic prank, had other plans. Unlike other worlds, Ul’Tra-el is an aberration—one that developed a voice. A voice that diverged from the natural order. A voice that changed everything. Its foundation cracked, leaking dimensions into one another. Rifts tore open like festering wounds, vomiting forth unspeakable horrors—monsters not meant to exist. But the world did not sit idly by. In response—perhaps an act of self-preservation—the world gifted its inhabitants power. Talents awakened, granting people extraordinary abilities. And for every rift sealed, the Voice of Ul rewarded them generously. Survival was simple: fight, grow stronger, and close the rifts… or die trying. In this ruthless, blood-soaked reality, Northern—a white-haired boy burdened by his past life—was reincarnated. But unlike the chosen heroes, he awakened as a talentless nobody. No power. No strength. No future. And when death loomed over him—when despair clawed at his soul and the cold grip of the failure threatened to take him— A Voice responded: [System Notice] [Your Soul cannot take a form.] [Searching for a Unique Pattern Ability…] [Searching…] [Search Found.] [A Unique System Ability has been detected.] [You Can Copy And Evolve Talents] ... Follow Northern through his journey as he becomes the pinnacle of this world. This a story about a white-haired boy’s rise from rubbles!! Note: This is an overpower genre but MC does not just start off like that. Even though MC can copy talents he doesn't just jump around copying talents because there's a limitation. However, his rise to strength is depicted and is an experience to enjoy. The first few hundreds would be frustrating to follow because MC is weak but that makes the experience all the more interesting when MC finally gets freaking strong and starts wiping the floor with everyones asses.

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A laid-back warrior who is patient enough to tolerate her audacity pairs up with a mischievous mage who is extremely curious and follows him everywhere. Together, they embark on simple quests, but somehow always end up on strange adventures. At first glance, they appear to be just a typical pair of adventurers, but both hide their own secrets. His is a curse he intends to bury with his death, while hers is a burden she will carry into her next life. Although they have come to terms with their fates, the discoveries they make during their time in dungeons will ultimately reveal their secrets.

Did you ever wake up to the end of the world? No, seriously. Not the “oh no I left the stove on and now the apartment smells like death” kind of day. I’m talking real the end-of-the-world stuff. Screaming skies, gravity hiccupping like it’s drunk, your neighbor’s cat sprouting wings and declaring itself the harbinger of the Meat Singularity. No? Lucky you. Now imagine waking up to that again. And again. And again. To the point where you start ranking each apocalypse like a reality show. “Episode 88: Lava Sharks vs. Nano-Mormons.” “Episode 103: The Time Gravity Turned Inside-Out and Everyone Was Suddenly Left-Handed.” That one was weird. You know, it's like your dose of ordinary fever dreams. But daily. Something like that. That absurd, I mean. My name’s Rafael Vagathris. I’m a regressor. Which is a fancy way of saying I’ve died a lot, watched the world end a lot, and respawned more times than your average gamer rage-quitting Minecraft. Every time the world croaks, I get booted back to square one with a hangover, a sarcastic AI in my head, and the deeply comforting realization that I’m the only one who remembers any of it. So that’s cool. My helpful companion in this eternal Groundhog Day Armageddon is M.O.T.H.E.R.—the Modular Operational Time-Hop Emergency Regulator. Or as I like to call her, “Mo,” or “The Glitch Witch.” She’s technically here to help me stop the apocalypse. Probably. Realistically? She’s more interested in giving me daily randomized perks like “Your bones are now inflatable!” or “Congratulations, you are now mildly magnetic to forks.” She also assigns quests. Once, I was told to seduce a sentient vending machine. Another time? Defeat a goose armed with a rocket launcher. I'm still not sure who won that one. The goose definitely walked away. On fire. But confident. You’d think after all this time I’d have a plan. I don’t. Mostly, I just wing it with a mix of street smarts, recycled knowledge, and an unholy talent for bullshitting my way out of death. What’s different this time? Well… everything. The apocalypse looks wrong. The sky cracked sideways. The same people I usually save are in different places—or worse, alive when they should be dead. I mean, good for them, but creepy for me. Mo’s glitching harder than ever. The rules are changing. Maybe I did something wrong last run. Maybe I did something right. Maybe this time the apocalypse isn’t just something to survive—it’s something I caused. So yeah. New day. New reboot. Same cosmic disaster. And me? Still here. Still sarcastic. Still determined to fix this mess, or at least get a decent cup of coffee before we all implode again. And surely, finding some one I missed in every single loop. Welcome to the end of the world. Again. ***

Yu Jing got reincarnated into a cultivation world with various different settings mashed together. However, unlike his fellow reincarnators, the first thing he thought was: "Is the best way to stay low-key to become a slave?" Fortunately, his system was present to help him. But this overpowered entity was still not enough to give him confidence to show his figure to the world. So Yu Jing began to secretly cultivate his powers and waiting for the moment to show his might in one go. Come and watch how Yu Jing navigates this harsh cultivation world with his unconventional method. It will light hearted comedy and sometimes serious kinda story. If you have played and are familiar with cultivation novels you will find it right in your alley. So please give it try and I hope enjoy

Barry overwhelmed by everything followed flashpoint, goes on a run faster than ever before and finds himself on another earth, middle of finale stand against Ultron. There will be pairing, in depth charatcer relationships and Barry will mature and grow rather than remain same idiot in all seaosns and do the same mistakes over and over, but what happens when his old family find a way to reach him and comes looking? Iris is NOT the Romantic interest here. read 80+ chapters patreon.com/Darkphoenix11 

Man, Woman, children, Elderly and even the sick and even infants are all inexplicably teleported to the bottom floor of a tower, separated in groups of 1000 each in a subfloor of their own. Two gas station workers Apollo and Clare are no exception as they find themselves in the ruins of a city with 998 other strangers, a forest just a hundred meters from the city entrance and monsters ready to tear into their flesh if they dare to step inside. As the two ascend the tower what will they gain but also lose? I'm writing for fun and only when i feel like it so don't expect consistent uploads.

On the night the Nine-Tails attacked, two brothers were born — one crying into the world, the other silent and watching. Sealed with half the beast’s power each, Naruto dreams of becoming a hero. But Johan Uzumaki, cold and unreadable, carries a darker strength the world is not ready for. The cover image used does not belong to me. All credit goes to the original creator/owner." *This fanfiction is written with help from ChatGPT to enhance storytelling and character depth. The ideas are mine, but AI supports the writing. If you don’t like AI-assisted content, feel free to skip it.

I am the Demon King but I lost to a Hero just because I hurted his sister and not only did I lost I also became a Woman because of my karma and worse of all I had to become Hero's wife

Imagine being able to see other people's past lives, but only the evil moments. If there is enough evil, even the past events of a living person can be seen. Karma is a strange thing, and a life-changing event will force Darian to face this curse, whether he wants it or not. In this age, Earth has reached out to other civilizations, and also, other Universes. Only then did they find out, there is an enemy out there, coming from other Universes, the Risen! Earth, together with many other planets from the same Universe, are now the last hope to stop their home from being taken over. Darian will use his curse, and a newly acquired power of light and darkness, to kill- Ahem... to heal his way up to the top and keep his home Universe safe.

On March 22 3122 a huge meteorite dropped from space carrying aliens who have secetly invaded earth conrolling goverments. There are only a few people who know this and those people are the Paranormal Division which is outside of any goverment organisations they combat the aliens using tech as well as paranormal abilites they gained after being exposed to the meteorite.

What's the difference between Dreams and Reality? Some would argue that they're different, but I beg to differ. The harder a Reality hits, the more one begins to wish it's a Dream. But it doesn't really matter anymore. After all, both Dreams and Reality are merely opposite sides of the same coin. ***** From the distance, beyond the undulating horizon where time held no meaning, a presence stirred. A ripple of something greater—something ancient and watchful. A voice, neither spoken nor heard, resonated in the Beholder’s mind. *You meddle where none should tread. The Balance must be upheld.* The Beholder’s lips curled into a bitter smile. “Balance is but an illusion,” they whispered, and with a mere thought, the sky shattered into a thousand reflections of possibility.

After the Kingdom of Runalond united the world 500 years ago, its signature Rune Art became a part of citizens’ everyday lives. No matter one's identity or status, all children at the age of 16 are granted the right to study at a Rune Art Academy in order to secure a place in society. However, one region is an exception. Lostburg, inhabited by outcasts, scoundrels, and rejects, is a large town completely abandoned by any form of law and support from the kingdom. Though poor and uneducated, it remains a relatively comfortable place to live... if you know how. Nathan Modernson, a young boy born and raised in Lostburg, has never met his mother and lives a humble life alongside his rogue father. With his wits of speech and mindfulness of the environment, he believes nobody knew how to live freely and happily in Lostburg more than him. Just when Nathan thinks this is as far as his life goes, one ordinary day, his father suddenly asks him a simple yet peculiar question. Nathan’s seemingly careless response, changed him, and possibly the entire world, forever.

Ashborn Locke is trapped in his mother's favorite game, "FINDING OBJECTS," which initially seems easy. He must fight desperately to stay alive and return to his mother, his only family. Fierce creatures and other players won't hesitate to target and kill him. However, Ash discovers cheat items, making him one of the strongest players in the game, yet he is determined to find his way back home. #no-harem #antihero #genius #multiple-world #game #artifact #army-building

The white lotus, a legendary artifact rumored to contain the very secrets of the soul, granted unimaginable power to its wielder. Countless Magi from across the universe waged an epic battle for it. But when the dust settled, the lotus vanished, awaiting to be inherited by the destined one. Adam dreamed of escaping poverty, yearning for a life of riches and comfort. Yet, in a world ruled by arcane spellcasters, achieving such a dream meant becoming one himself. But learning magic was a costly pursuit, one that required talent and resources he did not possess. Until one day, everything changed when he stumbled upon a mysterious white lotus... *** Discord: discord.gg/w4vACWwfSv Ko-fi: ko-fi.com/esenel

They shattered his life. Now, he’ll break the world. Ethan had it all, until his best friend and the woman he loved betrayed him, leaving him crippled and forgotten. Three years of suffering later, he clawed his way to one final, desperate act… and the universe answered. A hidden quest. A second chance. A return to the moment everything began. Now, Ethan is back, on the eve of Ethereal’s launch, the world’s first fully immersive VR game and the battlefield where legends are forged. Last time, he played fair. This time? He’s armed with years of knowledge: every exploit, every secret quest, every broken mechanic that will let him climb straight to the top. But when he logs in, something is off. The system forces him into an unwanted class—Druid, the game’s biggest joke. The kind of class people pick as a dare and regret immediately. Yet as Ethan digs deeper, the truth shakes him. [Congratulations! You have unlocked the Divine Bloodline: King of Elves!] Ethan stared at the screen, unblinking. “…The hell?” The Druid class was a jack-of-all-trades, master of none—a scattered mess of abilities that mimicked other classes but never truly excelled. Their bear form lacked the raw defense of a proper tank. Their panther form was weaker than a rogue. Their healing fell short of a priest, and their magic couldn’t compare to a mage’s devastating spells. Most players abandoned the class early, realizing they could never compete at the highest level. And yet, Ethan’s stats are off the charts. His talents are absurd. His potential is beyond anything he’s ever seen. The system has given him something no other Druid ever had—a divine bloodline, legendary abilities, and a growth rate that defies logic. If Druids were meant to be weak, then Ethan was the exception that would rewrite history. He’s not just here to reclaim his throne. He’s here to take everything. Factions will rise. Empires will fall. The strongest will thrive, and the weak will perish. And the ones who betrayed him? They won’t live to do it again.