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A true hero possesses grand ambitions, a brilliant mind, and the courage to embrace the vastness of the universe and the boundless seas! In the world of One Piece, where countless ships race across the seas and heroes rise in every corner, will you drift aimlessly like a small boat at the mercy of the waves, or stand firm like an unyielding reef, taming the raging tides? This is a One Piece fanfiction with a twist: no joining the Straw Hat crew, no following others’ paths. Instead, it features a BOSS-type protagonist. Follow the journey of an ordinary office worker who is transported to the Great Pirate Era, right after Gol D. Roger's death. Starting from the East Blue, he rises through wisdom and relentless effort to become a formidable pirate overlord, challenging the legendary figures of the original story!

No system, no old mentor, no bulldozer, no stamp-collecting hobby, just a small clerk with no wealth, power, or influence. You can read more chapters ahead of everyone on p@treon. P@TREON - p@treon.com/lessaservantofcosmos (just replace the "@" with "a") Disclaimer : I don't own characters neither this fanfic. The image used in the cover isn't mine. This is Chinese fanfiction. I'm just translating it. I'm just changing the name and some grammar. I'm trying to make it more understandable. All right reserved to the author 马月猴年 (for the fanfic)

Zhao Du'an, a government official leading a cautious life, finds himself transported to another world where he becomes the favored 'pretty face' of a female emperor and an oppressive, power-abusing villain. Before he can relish the moment, he faces mortal danger for releasing a national criminal. Cornered and desperate, he plans to soothe the female emperor to seek mercy, only to discover his 'leading gigolo' role is a sham. Worse still, his notorious reputation prompts officials and heroes alike to impeach and eliminate him; and martial artists and clerical magicians consider him a disgrace. Overwhelmed, Zhao Du'an decides it's better to stop being human to survive. Starting by betraying his allies, he becomes the Emperor's top lackey. Years later, amidst heavy snowfall in the capital, the female emperor Xu Zhen Guan sighs atop the city tower, 'It was supposed to be a pretend companionship, how did it turn real...' Also known as 'Deceiving and Flattering at the Court of Great Yu', 'The Record of a Villain Going White'.

Douluo Dalu 2: Unrivaled Tang Sect Fanfiction ----- Ten thousand years after the Battle of the Gods, at Jialing Pass, the place where the Angel God and the Rakshasa God fell, a child embodying both holiness and evil was born. Coincidentally, the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect arrived to pay homage to their ancestors… The Calamity Necromancer from another world, the Rakshasa God who should have perished, the Snow Empress of the Extreme North, and the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King, a survivor of Slaughter City... "Wings of eternal flame, lift me from mortal temptation. The glory of the Angel Clan shall once again shine upon the Douluo Continent!" --------------------- Support the translation of this story and gain early access to additional chapters: www.patreon.com/kisshot -------------------- Disclaimer: I don't own the cover image. If you are the owner and want me to remove it, kindly DM me on Scribble Hub: https://www.scribblehub.com/profile/102727/kisshot/ ------- This is a Translation ------- Original Author: Tong Yuze RAW: 斗罗：绝世之天使荣光

Mushoku Tensei / Jobless Reincarnation An alternate take on Rudeus Greyrat’s path. Same world — but darker. Harsher choices. Changed people. Mistakes cut deeper. And nothing comes without cost.

His muscles screamed, his body begged for rest, his mind ordered him to stop. But Bakugo couldn't. Not while Izuku hadn't arrived. So, he pushed forward. Every explosion, every strike, every movement was pure determination, a reflection of his unwavering will to win. For a moment, he felt beyond himself. Fast. Precise. Almost invincible. And then, in the blink of an eye, everything changed. The battlefield vanished, and the pain ceased. It was in that moment that Katsuki Bakugo understood... he had died. Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters, images or songs featured in this fic. Additionally, I do not claim ownership of any products or properties mentioned in this novel. This work is entirely fanfic.

"When the old gods are forgotten, they do not die—they wait." In the year 1025, the Viking Age wanes. Iceland bows to Christ. The Althing governs by law. And the gods of old fade to whispers. But in the far Westfjords, something stirs. Vetrúlfr Úllarson, a former Varangian captain and exile, returns from the East with foreign gold, forgotten warcraft, and a hunger no man can name. He comes not in peace, but to raise Ullrsfjörðr from ash and ice; building walls, carving runes, and waging war on behalf of a dying faith. From Reykjavík to Aachen, rumors spread: a ghost walks the North once more. Some call him the son of Ullr. Others, a wolf-cloaked demon. But all will know his name. and when the Valkyries call, he will answer.

O, Son of Man, the time to bid farewell to the gods has come! A great evil demon lord from a past generation crosses over to become Huo Yuhao. No golden finger, no system. All he has is a heart that does not fear the gods. He is the Holy Son of the Holy Ghost Cult. Absorbing the powers of the Rakshasa and Angel gods, he transforms into the Fallen Demon King, Lucifer, and subverts the entire Douluo Divine Realm! In this life, he is determined to free the mortal realm from the gods' control, tear off the masks of hypocrites like Tang San, and save the Douluo world from the hands of theocracy! The new history of Douluo shall be written by the Demon King, Huo Yuhao! Release 2 chapters/day ___________________ Support me and read advanced chapters at patreon.com/Ascendance248 for up to 50 advanced chapters. Also please give reviews. Thank you!

Travel to the world of Star Wars, explore the remains of ancient civilization under the guidance of the Force, save the inevitable tragedy, and master the balance between darkness and light!

For twenty thousand years, Seoryn has been a ghost—a memory trapped in a timeless spirit realm while the world she knew was erased from history. She is the last of the Unntai, a people slaughtered and forgotten, their lands claimed by a sprawling human empire that branded them heretics. Her long stasis is shattered when a group of young, unsuspecting disciples accidentally breaks the ancient seal that held her. Now, awakened in a world she doesn't recognize, Seoryn is a living relic of immense power in a much younger, weaker age.

No system, no cheats, no hack, not even Honkai resistance. But, as long as you beat the tutorial boss, none of that matters! “So… whose tutorial boss is a Herrscher?! This difficulty is clearly off the charts!” After a bitter struggle… “Damn, finally beat it!” Before you could even catch your breath, the next person walking towards you is the Overseer of Schicksal: Otto Apocalypse. “Is this ever going to end?!” After a desperate, all-out effort… “Thankfully, a narrow victory…” Just as you wipe away the cold sweat, the Sea of Quanta stirs, and your next enemy appears: the human Chimera—the hero of salvation, Kevin Kaslana. “???” It doesn't end there. Immediately following, you discover—the Cocoon of Finality, the God of Venus… and a host of other powerful enemies come one after another. Looking at them, you finally fall silent. “You want me to fight all of them?” Lin Wei pondered for a long time, then flipped the table in rage— “Screw this, I'm not playing anymore!”

In the midst of World War II, a single boy in a hometown near the battlefield has no choice but to join the fight as war creeps closer to his doorstep. His innocence is stolen, and he's forced to grow up far too quickly. Now, he must be forced to pilot a Unit X, in the front line where he must face his fate head on.

Check UNHIDING DESIRES is my Newest work. Front Page is "PRISTINE GYGXZ'KANDER". (Chapter 273→) "The world of Leathemnur is dangerous, yet, there is beauty in the chaos if you learn how to appreciate it". That is what Khallyon Cravemeneer always thought, until he learned how easy he could lose everything he had acquired across most of his life. What can a Mortal do in the face of actual absolute power?. What can anyone do to prevail before Time? Nothing. That is the cruel, raw reality. And as most people, Khallyon was oblivious of events occurring literally before his eyes. This went on, until he accidentally started to uncover the truth. Believing he had acquired a way to protect what matters the most, Memories, which is what makes everyone the person they become. Unbeknown to Khallyon, he was delving deeper into despair, rather than going out of it. NO CHEATS NO PLOT ARMOR NO VANILLA EASY LIFE DON'T GET FOOLED BY THE START OR THE SLOW PROGRESS READ UNTIL CHAPTER 51 A FAIR SHARE OF: ACTION BEAUTIES MYSTERIES A WHOLE LOT OF: SMUT BONDING INDECENCY COMMENT FOR: KINKS DOUBTS SUGGESTIONS Additional Information: I would publish TWO Chapters a Day. English is not my first language, that is why, any mistake I made across the story, feel free to point it out for me to correct it as soon as possible. (This is the old synopsis Read it if you want to know more about the general context) The "Imperishable", Entities Above Everything Else, understood this undeniable truth eons ago, gifting to the Mortals a few tools to overcome the challenges across their lives. With this, amusing their own boring existences, looking with enthusiasm what new story could unfold, or if the same mistakes would be done once again but by a different person. The First Gift, is "Shards", called "Cards" by some, this otorgue instant rewards when you exchange them in an "Imperishable Monolith". The Second Gift, is the mentioned structure, capable of craft almost anything if you have the recipe, blueprint and the required materials and ingredients, a true aberration depending on who you ask. The Third Gift, is the "Perennence", with a 100 you won't Die if you are slain, you simply would "Respawn" in a "Memory Hall", making you partially Immortal, because as long as you have 1 of Perennence, you wouldn't be really dead, and someone else can "Revive" you by providing the missing resource. However, this comes with a drawback, you become a "Servant" of the person or thing that save your life, at least until you repay the Perennence plus an Interest of 50%. The Fourth Gift, is "The Memory Hall", unfortunately, they had an evil twin, "The Howling Wall", which are created in places that had seen too many "Take Downs" in a short span of time; Differently to the prodigal twin, you must have a minimum of 25 Perennence to be Respawned, otherwise, at best, you become an Immaterial entity, similar to a ghost, if not, a mindless beast or a simple Drone for a Hive Mind is not far fetched. Lastly, The Fifth Gift, is divided in three concepts, "Repercussion", "Traits" and "Work", being the last, one of the most unfair of all the Gifts, as you can't change your Work under any circumstances, which applies even for "The Imperishable". But the Gifts don't come for free, as they attract a series of weird creatures from unknown Invasive Territories, sprouting the so called "Graveyards", "Factories", "Hives", "Nests", "Lairs", "Crops" and "Farms" across the entire world of "Leathemnur".

*I owe nothing in relation to Naruto. *Expect a really irregular update. I will update it when available, and it may be very frustrating for many of you. Am bussssyyy with school work, unfortunately ;; __________ Born within the war, grown within the harsh reality, and bloomed as the man of steel. Is he a human or a monster? Only he himself knows... probably.

In the bustling markets of Hastinapur, five-year-old Vishwa, son of a respected spice merchant, begins to question the rigid social hierarchies and traditions around him. Observant and thoughtful beyond his years, he notices the quiet injustices in everyday life—servants burdened with labor, respect given by birth and not by merit. Encouraged by stories from distant traders and guided by a silent inner curiosity, Vishwa begins to form his own understanding of the world—one that challenges the norms he’s been taught. Let's see what storms he brings to this epic story of Mahabharat. Disclaimer: This story is a work of fanfiction set in an alternate universe. It is purely a creative expression and is not intended to offend, disrespect, or harm anyone’s feelings, beliefs, or affiliations. While I have made efforts to stay factually accurate wherever possible, there may be discrepancies or fictionalized elements for the sake of storytelling. Please read with an open mind and enjoy it as a fictional narrative.

Daniel, a 23 year old artist from the 21st century earth gets transmigrated into the body of a nobody gangster in the world of lord of the mysteries. he needs to find a way back home... and a way to make money lotm fanfic

A continental director from many years in the future unexpectedly returns to Hollywood in 1986, and so begins his legendary journey to take step-by-step control of the center of the world's largest film industry. ----------------------- It's 1 chapter per day at 1 p.m. (Arizona) in every novel I upload. 3 daily chapters in each novel on patreon! p@treon.com/INNIT ----------------------- DISCLAIMER The story belongs entirely to the original author.

Adam was preparing for student life at MIT when a sudden flash tore him and his classmates from their familiar reality. While others awoke in a radiant crystal city, endowed with supernatural abilities, Adam found himself amidst charred ruins and dead metal. Without a gift or purpose, he was stranded on a planet that died long before his arrival, in a world where the air is lethal and the darkness whispers with the voices of the dead. Yet through this nightmare, Adam presses forward, seeking the truth about himself and the world. The universe, as it appears, is merely a mask concealing a decaying framework of reality—a grand game where gods rule and heroes perish in an endless loop. It remains unclear whether Adam is a player or merely a puppet within it. He is not the chosen one but the one who defies the rules, capable of breaking the script and dismantling the lies upon which everything is built. Yet, in the end, will he uncover the ultimate truth: who he truly is and why he is here?

In an alternate 1947, as India awakens to its hard-fought independence, fate takes a radical turn. A man from the future, armed with knowledge of what lies ahead, is thrust into the role of Prime Minister. Tasked with steering a fractured and fragile nation, he must confront deep-rooted divisions, political intrigue, and international power plays, all while carrying the burden of a billion hopes on his shoulders. But beneath the urgency of nation-building lies a far greater ambition: the vision of an Akhand Bharat - united, unyielding, and destined to rise from the ashes of colonialism and chaos. As history unravels and destiny is rewritten, this is the story of bold leadership and unforgiving choices, the forging of a India, ready to command its place among the world’s great powers. PS: No liberals were harmed while making this novel. [I will also be posting this story on my Scribble Hub and P.a.t.r.e.o.n as well. P.a.t.r.e.o.n Link - patr eon.com/Knot4Sail (remove the spaces after copy pasting the link) or just search 'Knot4Sail' on patreon...whichever works Scribble Hub: Just search the novel name or my name] Disclaimer: This novel is a work of fiction that explores historical events within the context of a parallel Earth. Any similarities to real-world historical occurrences are purely coincidental and are a product of the author's imagination. The intent is to offer an alternate perspective on history and should not be construed as an accurate representation of actual events. Reader discretion is advised.

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