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Khun Ming was never a hero. He was a natural dyer who spent his life working with plants, cloth, and dye vats. His greatest concerns were water temperature, fiber preparation, and whether a batch of marigold would produce a stable yellow. Then one day he died while trying to save a drowning puppy. Instead of the afterlife he expected, Khun Ming met an ancient ancestor who offered him a new life in another world. He asked for only a few simple things: A peaceful life. Good soil for growing plants. Complete knowledge of natural dyeing. The skills to build his own home. And enough strength to defend himself if necessary. Now living quietly on a cliffside bamboo cottage, Khun Ming begins again as a humble craftsman. But this new world does not understand color the way he does. Here, pigments come from spiritual stones controlled by powerful guilds. Cloth is dull, expensive, and lifeless. Khun Ming simply grows flowers, dig roots, chop barks, pluck leaves. Through careful washing, boiling, and dyeing, he slowly brings real color back into the world. Meanwhile, cultivators, sect elders, spirit beasts, and even immortals begin noticing something strange. The land around his cottage becomes unusually stable. Spirit energy flows smoothly. Tribulations weaken. Ancient beasts gather nearby. Yet Khun Ming remains completely unaware. He believes he is just a humble natural dyer trying to complete his next order of yellow cloth. Unfortunately for the cultivation world, dyeing done properly can change far more than fabric.

In the world of cultivation, whoever has the biggest fist makes the rules. Whoever has the highest cultivation lives the longest. As for me? I choose to sell clothes! What do you mean fashion is useless? If you don’t look good, then what’s the use of cultivating? Young Master, why do you need healing pills? I’ll sell you these gloves that can heal your injuries; you just need to slap someone in the face with them. Fellow Daoist, there’s no need to cultivate so hard, I’ll sell you a robe that can fake your cultivation for five minutes each day. You just have to pull your pants down before using it. The world will soon know my name, for I, Shopkeeper Tang, sell clothes that will make you the strongest! But of course, I’ll always be stronger.

Roen Ashveil spent 300 years as the continent’s greatest archmage. He died tired, alone, and sitting in a bad chair. Then he woke up at nineteen. No more wars. No more saving the world. He wants one thing: a quiet inn in a town nobody cares about. He finds Millhaven, buys a run-down tavern called the Rusty Compass, and brews ale from a recipe that won’t be invented for another 150 years. The problem? His inn sits at the exact crossroads where every future hero, villain, and catastrophe is going to converge — decades ahead of schedule.

[Anime Direction] + [No System] + [Love Rivalry] + [Passionate] + [Daily Emotions] ...... Carrying a certain regret and an unbearable sense of guilt, Lucian finally arrived at Tracen Academy—the training school for Uma Musume. ...... Lucian: "Run as freely as you can. Don’t let anyone take the view ahead of you." Silence Suzuka: "Mr. Lucian..." ...... Lucian: "Chubby, if you keep eating, your weight’s going up again." Special Week: "Ugh... but your cooking is just too delicious~ And... Lucian-san, please don’t call me chubby!" ...... Lucian: "Shut up, all of you! If you’re watching the race, then watch properly. If you love shouting so much, do you want me to shove a mic in your mouth?!" "Victory isn’t decided on the track, but off it? What a cowardly tactic." Rice Shower: "Lucian-kun, you’re also Rice Shower’s hero." ...... --- Read advance chapters on patreon.com/Ferasam

In the depths of Kumogakure, there is a child the Raikage never admits exists. They call him Rei. On paper, he’s a research asset. In reality, he’s the soul of a dead scientist from another world, dropped into Naruto’s universe with all his memories intact. To the Cloud, he’s the centerpiece of a classified program: The Cloud’s Secret Experiment, a living testbed for chakra, seals, and weapons that should never see daylight. To himself, he’s on a deadline. Rei knows what’s coming: Akatsuki, bijuu hunts, a Fourth Shinobi War that will devour unprepared villages whole. If Kumo insists on turning him into a monster, he’ll choose what kind. A weapon that obeys orders… or a storm that rewrites the script of the entire ninja world. Note : I promise you’ll love this fic as it progresses—great stories always start with a slow and strong setup.

Rios transmigrated to the world of Genshin Impact, becoming an orphan of Natlan. With his outstanding talent, he obtained a Vision at an early age and even elbowed his way to victory over Mavuika in the Pilgrimage of the Returning Flame's Holy Night, becoming Natlan's new generation Pyro Archon. And yet, on the eve before he was about to become the Pyro Archon, he awakened the Popularity Character System, which allowed him to purchase useful items from the mall as long as he gained the players' affection. Thus, he utilized the authority of the Pyro Archon and the functions of the system to suspend the Pilgrimage of the Returning Flame's Holy Night, and even imitated the Pyro Vision to stuff a bunch of Natlan people into the gacha pool. "Is Kachina's Vision one that the Pyro Archon personally crafted?" "What do you mean Kinich was originally a Dendro element character, but because the Pyro Archon gave him a Vision first, Kinich became a Pyro element character?" "Mavuika: Rios, you'll regret this! Rios: Mavuika, I am the Pyro Archon!" "Why are there even villagers here too!" And when the players finished the main storyline and learned the full story of what happened. "So Rios suspending the Pilgrimage of the Returning Flame's Holy Night was because he didn't want there to be any more sacrifices in Natlan." "He would rather bear the infamy himself and fight the Abyss alone, all so that Natlan's companions wouldn't face any danger." "Rios, this man... I must pull for this character!" After the players pulled Rios from the gacha pool, they were shocked to discover. "Oh my god, Rios is way too strong!" "The six-star Pyro Archon Bennett was just a joke—Rios is the one who's truly worthy of the name!"

“Papa, it’s me. Your daughter.” I don’t have a child. Twenty-one-year-old Itsuki is barely scraping by when a little girl suddenly shows up at his door, carrying an official birth certificate bearing his name. Name: Yuna. Date of birth: Nine years ago. Father: Nishida Itsuki. Mother: Kanzaki Sayaka. Kanzaki Sayaka—a top-tier idol who exists in a world utterly beyond his reach. Standing inside his cramped 1K apartment, Itsuki is forced to make a choice: reject this impossible reality, or surrender to a scenario meticulously orchestrated by a nine-year-old child. Because behind Yuna’s impossibly calm smile, Itsuki knows this isn't just a game of playing house. It's the beginning of something incredibly troublesome.

Seventeen-year-old Mateo Reyes has always trusted logic. Patterns make sense. History has answers. Mysteries can be solved. Until one leads straight to him. Hidden within the ancient walls of Intramuros, Mateo uncovers a relic known as the Sunstone—a forgotten artifact etched with Baybayin, tied to a past that was never meant to be remembered. What begins as a puzzle quickly becomes a journey across the Philippines, as Mateo and his fearless best friend Lila follow a trail of riddles buried in history itself. From the shadowed bells of Balangiga to the shifting rivers of Butuan and the sacred heights of the Cordillera, each clue reveals something impossible: The islands were never separate. They were part of a hidden network—built by ancient Filipinos to protect their identity before it could be erased. But someone else has been searching longer. A secret organization known as the Watchers will stop at nothing to claim the network and control the truth. And at their center is a man who doesn’t just want the past— He wants to decide who deserves it. As the puzzles grow more dangerous, Mateo realizes something even more unsettling: The clues aren’t guiding him. They’re judging him. Because this was never just a mystery. It was a test. And Mateo Reyes was chosen to take it. Now, with the final secret within reach and the Watchers closing in, Mateo must make a choice no logic can solve: Hide the truth. Control it. Or trust the world with it. Because in the end, history isn’t just something you discover— It’s something you prove you deserve.

Reborn as the sarcastic, black-haired twin of Draco Malfoy, Orion had a simple plan: ignore the pureblood politics, torment his father with logic, and push magic to its absolute breaking point. When a blue screen popped up on his eleventh birthday, he thought he’d hit the jackpot. A System? In a magical world? It was the ultimate cheat code. At least, until it spoke. Enter Sparkle: a sentient, sarcastic, and aggressively unhelpful "System" who refuses to give him quests, stats, or a manual. Instead, she demands he "live his life" and stumble blindly into obscure conditions to unlock rewards ranging from useless Gobstones to legendary Phoenix Tears. Now, Orion must navigate Hogwarts with a brother who has more hair gel than brain cells and a voice in his head that treats his life like a reality TV show. He doesn't want to be a hero; he just wants to figure out if setting a mountain troll on fire counts as an achievement. *** Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter nor any characters in this fanfic, except for the idea of this fanfic story. I have no intention of monetizing this story, nor any intention of enforcing a copyright infringement.

Yoshiro Yuta finds himself with a laughable deck, in a world where Dueling equals money, and money equals power. In more than one way Most of his monsters are too weak, and their effects are unimpressive. Most of his cards require to pay LP to even work It's a truly awful deck, but it's a deck nonetheless. And, at least, it has synergy. An archetype, the only lucky thing that has ever happened to him. With no luck left, only his brain and his knowledge are left for him to depend on

Chen Wei is a burned-out, middle-aged man who took a night janitor job because it was the only thing left that asked nothing of him. No interviews. No explanations. Just a mop and an empty building and the voicemails from his daughter he never answers. For eight months, that was enough. Then a woman named Director Zhao steps out of an elevator at 3:17 AM and tells him his real contract started tonight. His first assignment: Floor 47. Someone left a god in the breakroom again. The mop, it turns out, is not a mop. It's an RST-7 — a Reality Stabilization Tool — disguised because nobody questions a janitor. And Chen Wei has just been hired by the Cleanup Committee, an organization that has existed since the first god made the first mess. They don't govern. They don't intervene. They just clean. The gods are real. They're also exhausted, forgotten, and prone to flooding office buildings with grief. They don't need someone to fight them. They need someone to sit with them. To witness them. To stay. Chen Wei is very good at staying. He's been staying away from his daughter for eight years. It's the only skill he has left. What follows is not a power fantasy. Chen Wei will never be the strongest. He will never master a forbidden technique or unlock a hidden bloodline. He will level up by losing things — memories, feelings, pieces of himself — one cleanup at a time. But somewhere between a hearth god throwing pots in an empty apartment, a war god fighting a battle that ended before this world began, and an exhausted creator who just needs someone to tell him it's okay to stop — Chen Wei starts to understand something. Presence is harder than power. Staying is harder than winning. And the most dangerous thing in the universe might be a middle-aged man with a mop who has nothing left to lose. His daughter is still calling. One day, he'll answer.

Sometimes you just wish you were something special, and other times you wish you were nothing. Am I something special?

“When you read these words, I am already dead…” “Please take good care of my last will and my ashes safe.” --------------------------------------------------- During the Third Great Ninja War, Kiyohara was nothing more than a disposable pawn, a true cannon fodder. He lived each day believing death could come at any moment—if not today, then tomorrow. But unexpectedly, he received the Last Will System. With it came the ability to obtain the will of himself who had died in different versions of the shinobi world. By fulfilling the last wishes of his other selves, he could inherit their abilities, even stack their talents upon his own! Thus, Kiyohara gained the support of countless versions of himself: “Anbu Captain Kiyohara” “Akatsuki Member Kiyohara” “Missing Nin Kiyohara” “Mizukage Kiyohara” “Uchiha Kiyohara” “Ōtsutsuki Kiyohara” --------------------------------------------------- “What? My future self dies just like that? Then I must avenge you all!” “Oh, infinite futures of mine, lend me your strength! .... Not the same as Overdrafting the Future, Starting in Naruto but had the premise. Not known if harem or had romance yet.

I contemplate all of this as I contemplate each star. The barrier prevents the outer gods from entering, and we can only witness the divine battles on Earth. But I am different; I am a high-dimensional observer. I contemplate all beings on Earth, as I contemplate each spring and each autumn on this planet. … The high-dimensional observer watched the young man slowly awakening beneath the crimson moonlight and brushed against the trembling civilization at his feet. In order to escape death at the hands of the awakened Celestial Venerable and the God, the high-dimensional observer is ready to participate in the farce of the divine melee. Author : 半只月虎 title : 诡秘：高维俯视者

In an attempt to rescue Iruka, Naruto uses an unknown jutsu from the forbidden scroll. The result? His original body obliterated, but in its place emerges a sleek, state-of-the-art model crafted by the Nidaime. Behold—Naruto is now 2B, a synthetic shinobi (or kunoichi if you prefer), ready to rock the ninja world like never before!

Waking up in the body of a billionaire heir was a shock, but realizing he is inside the TV show The Rookie changed everything. Ethan Mercer isn't just playing cop; he is armed with a supernatural arsenal: Lie Detection that twists his gut when people are dishonest, a Danger Sense that warns him of threats before they happen, and Instant Mastery that lets him copy any physical skill he sees. With Photographic Recall keeping every detail sharp, Ethan is on a mission to rewrite the script and save the characters destined to die—if the mental toll doesn't break him first

Boy meets Girl, Boy accidentally binds Girl to his soul, Girl is the Devil Queen of the Seventh Circle of Desolation. Alexander Archer has two problems. First, he's a Black Mark—born with a cap at R-50 in a world where Resonance Levels determine everything. Second, he's R-14 at twenty-four, stuck in an elite academy where even the janitor could probably kill him. Now he has a third problem: Veraphilia, R-???, zero interest in human politics and 100% interest in watching him struggle. She's stuck with him by contract. He's stuck with her by... well, also contract. And maybe something else. Between brutal academy duels, a rigged system, and a cold war simmering between kingdoms that could boil over at any moment, Alex has a feeling the "something else" is going to be death of him. ‡« 2 Chapters Daily »‡

A Old world has reached its end…another one began…quite literally. The Last Fragment of a being of the Old World existed in the Space Between Space, the last speck of his weathering soul? Evolved. Into the Chaos Gacha, a Eldritch Data Lifeform of Chaos…only to be picked up by another Eldritch Figure, though a lot more comprehensible, if not quite there. Behold Adam…you are reborn…quite literally at the beginning of the shit storm that is Eden…too bad you were only half paying attention in Sunday School…and didn’t really give a shit about that one Disney show in Hell.

In the wonderful world of Elrus lies the Greatest Civilization to ever exist: the Golden Continent. In the Golden Continent, Culture and history have shaped it into the world's best magic nation. Filled with various races, they work together to survive, no matter the cost, and after years; they've achieved authority over all. In such a peaceful and prosperous time. Will it fall? Will the propaganda get to them? Will they survive the outside world? What secrets and war crimes have been hidden? And will the nation finally fall? Kailus, a Genesis Angel (Golden Continent native), tries to survive with the guilt from his past self. Will he get over his embarrassment and finally find a friend?

Saya has a special arrangement with a dragon. She gets tied to rocks. He gets the gold. They scam villages with fake sacrifices, overcooked rituals, and a convincing act of “damsel in distress.” She’s no maiden — just a fast-talking harlot with sharp instincts, flexible morals, and a talent for moaning on cue. He’s no terrifying beast — just a very old, very gay, very arthritic lizard with a hoard, a temper, and joint pain from shapeshifting too much in the bygone ages. It’s all going swimmingly until heroes start showing up. Cults get nosy. Other dragons get ideas. And Saya begins to wonder what exactly she's doing in a world where virtue gets sacrificed and livestock counts as treasure. A sword-and-sandals fantasy with scams, sarcasm, sensuality, and sheep.