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The Hot Goddess Sent me into an impossible world

Kaito Yamada was just an average college student who found a mysterious isekai game on an obscure forum. The challenge? "99% fail rate. You're a coward if you don't try." He tried. The game drops him into a brutal fantasy world with one mission: Find the Sword of Beginning. No hints. No guides. Just five lives and a world designed to kill him. He dies to giant rats. Caught stealing. Shot by bandits. Stabbed by a prostitute. And finally, torn apart by a demonic rabbit just as he finds the sword hidden in a well. GAME OVER. The file deletes itself. It's over. Except it isn't. The next morning, a truck kills him on the way to buy coffee. He wakes up in the clouds, face-to-face with Aria—a devastatingly beautiful "goddess" who reveals she saved him from death. But she's not asking for gratitude. She's commanding it. "You'll clear this game. You'll survive. And if you die... I'll take something from you. Your heart. Your brain. Something that'll leave you a broken, mad shell." When Kaito protests, begs to just die peacefully, she smiles for the first time—and pushes him off the clouds into her world. This isn't the game anymore. No levels. No system. Just a nightmarish world filled with horrors, beautiful and deadly women, and challenges that will push him to his limit. And somewhere, watching his every move, Aria waits—offering him a reward if he clears everything: "I'll let you do anything you want to me."
daeman124 · 3.3k Views

MHA || Of Blood and Joy

Since the day she remembers, In her first life, She lived as a ruthless killer. for Thousands of years she killed and killed, Becoming the Most Heinous Criminal in the Whole Soul Society After an incident, she decided to drop the mantle of a killer, and dedicate her life in the pursuit of healing, though even in that regard, her end goal was for battle and killing In her second life, She decided to let go of violence entirely, deciding to become a complete protector, wanting to see what life would give other than an end she made herself a family, lived her life in modesty, and died peacefully. surrounded by her off springs who mourned her passing in all her 80 years Reincarnating in that second life, not once could she find joy in what she did. her 80 years of life was dull. the only saving grace and perhaps 'supernatural' phenomena was the existence of 'TV shows' that depicted her 'First Life' as a show. it was the only thing that ever shocked, fascinated, and made her question her existence in all her new 80 years of life once she died, she did not turn into nothingness, as if her soul is CURSED to walk the MEGAVERSE for Eternity what would she, 'Unohana Retsu', The 'First Kenpachi', Worlds greatest and strongest Swordmaster, do in her Third life, Reincarnated in a world worshipped by the Idea of 'Heroism' and frown upon by the idea of 'Using power for the sake of power' The Tables have turned now. there is a new, more ruthless than anyone, player on the chess board now what will she do, in this Third life of hers ■□■□■□■□■ Author here. This book was created for me to participate in the 'Fanfic Fiesta' event. Don't worry though, for i will see to its end even if we don't win the event or even after it Updates are scheduled from Monday till Friday, one chapter per day. each chapter shall have at least 2.5 k word count or above Thank you for giving my book a try. The cover for this book does not belong to me, nor does MHA which was written by Kōhei Horikoshi. thank you for this wonderful work Please Enjoy my Fanfic Additional Tags: #Strong MC, #Female MC (If you haven't figured out already from Synopsis), #Slight AU because of MC's family
FlamesOfChange · 70.9k Views

The Side Character: I'm not the Female Lead

I was nothing special. A shut-in. A chubby, ordinary girl who blended into the background like a shadow. Easy to ignore. Easier to mock. The world never ran out of ways to remind me I didn’t belong. Cruel jokes in hallways. Laughter that followed me home. Words sharper than blades, carving deeper than bruises ever could. Bit by bit, I shrank into myself until there was nothing left but silence and the weight of my own loneliness. That night, I decided I’d had enough. The chair creaked under me. The rope swayed above. My room was still, suffocating, as if the world didn’t care whether I breathed or not. And maybe it didn’t. Then—music. It came from the neighbor’s stereo, muffled through the thin walls. A single voice cutting into the darkness. A voice that shouldn’t have reached me, but did. Strong. Raw. Alive. It wrapped around me like a hand pulling me back from the edge. The lyrics told me not to hide my light. That even if it flickered, it still burned. I gasped, stumbling from the chair, clutching my chest as though those words had physically struck me. Tears blurred my vision, but for the first time in forever, they weren’t from pain—they were from something I thought I’d lost. Hope. That voice saved me. His voice. Eric. The lead singer of AUREA—the boyband that would one day become gods in the music world. To me, he wasn’t just an idol. He was my lifeline. And then . . . years later, when he died, the world mourned. I mourned. The one who saved me, the reason of my life, was gone, ripped from life far too soon. I thought it was over. But fate had other plans. One desperate wish, one shattered night, and when I opened my eyes—I was ten years in the past. Before the world knew AUREA. Before Eric was swallowed by fame. Before his voice was silenced forever. I’m just Emy—ordinary, clumsy, and invisible to most. But this time . . . it’s my turn. Eric saved me once. Now, I’ll save him. No matter what it takes.
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