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“What-If Phone Booth descends upon the heavens—then may the multiverse become better for it!” Scene One: The Fifth Emperor Luffy, along with the full Straw Hat crew, appears on the battlefield—returning to the War on the Summit from two years ago! Having once defeated the Yonko of the Hundred Beasts, Kaido, the Fifth Emperor Luffy has now returned to that moment from two years in the past! The Luffy of the present meets the Luffy of two years ago—a fateful reunion of self and growth! Emerging from the flames of death, the Dragon King Sabo returns to the Summit! Two Chief Staff Officers of the Revolutionary Army take the stage simultaneously! Even the Pirate King Gol D. Roger, moments before his execution 22 years ago, descends onto the battlefield! The entire world is shaken to its core! --- Scene Two: The Seventh Hokage descends upon the Hidden Rain Village, rescuing his teacher—once and for all! --- Scene Three: Six Paths Sage Mode Sasuke returns to the Night of the Uchiha Massacre, mercilessly slaying Danzō and the Third Hokage! (What-If Phone Booth is Doraemon's treasure, everyone can search on Google to understand clearly)

Matthew Brookes failed the Army and FBI, then spent four years as a security guard reading people no one wanted read. Dying to save hostages from fourteen mercenaries earns him a deal: rebirth as Matthew Booth, Seeley's youngest brother, with Lecter's empathy, Reacher's instincts, and Lightman's eye for lies. I hope you're enjoying the fanfiction so far! I'd love to hear your thoughts on it. Whether you loved it, hated it, or have some constructive criticism, your feedback is super important to me. Feel free to drop a comment or send me a message with your thoughts. Can't wait to hear from you! If you're passionate about fanfiction and love discussing stories, characters, and plot twists, then you're in the right place! I've created a Discord server dedicated to diving deep into the world of fanfiction, especially my own stories. Whether you're a reader, a writer, or just someone who enjoys a good tale, I welcome you to join us for lively discussions, feedback sessions, and maybe even some sneak peeks into upcoming chapters, along with artwork related to the stories. Let's nerd out together over our favorite fandoms and explore the endless possibilities of storytelling! Click the link below to join the conversation: https://discord.com/invite/HHHwRsB6wd Can't wait to see you there! Thank you for your support!

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When failed scriptwriter Vikram Malhotra receives his final rejection letter at 28, he doesn't expect to wake up again. But he does. September 1993. Mumbai. Film City. The smell of diesel and marigolds and the specific chaos of a Hindi film set — except every camera is running on 35mm film, every phone has a cord, and the newspaper on the plastic chair reads a date thirty years in the past. Vikram is now Arjun Sharma — 18 years old, ₹340 in his pocket, zero connections, and absolutely no place in an industry that chews up nobodies for breakfast. There's just one problem for Bollywood. Arjun knows everything. Every blockbuster. Every flop. Every star who will rise and every star who will fall. Every song that will make a nation weep. Every scandal, every shift, every seismic moment in Indian cinema from 1993 to 2024 — he lived through all of it once, and now he's living before it. And when a System called the **Clapperboard** activates in the corner of his vision with a single clean message — *Welcome, Host. Your objective: reach the summit of Indian cinema within 20 years.* — Arjun Sharma decides that this time, he isn't going to write someone else's story. He's going to own it. --- ## What To Expect A ground-up empire building story set against the real history of Bollywood — real films, real music, real industry moments, seen through the eyes of a man who already knows how the story ends and is determined to rewrite his place in it. No shortcuts. No instant success. Just one very prepared man, thirty years of foreknowledge, and an industry that has no idea what's coming. --- *The cameras are rolling. The clapperboard strikes.* *Action.*

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The destiny to become the strongest mage of the modern era in combat. Potential that eclipses even that of Barthomeloi. He alone, is the honoured one. A/N: While he is basically another Gojo he does not have any of Gojo's "cursed techniques"but he does have the magecraft replica.

In the wake of their intoxicated tryst, He Yu's relationship with his erstwhile physician Xie Qingcheng is more fraught than ever. One taste has left He Yu addicted, and not even his pride can stop him from coming back for more; yet the taciturn Xie Qingcheng is determined to ward off his advances at all costs. More than lust drives He Yu's relentless pursuit: he knows Xie Qingcheng is still keeping secrets from him. What was the real reason he stopped being He Yu's doctor? What's the truth behind the scandal that cost Xie Qingcheng his reputation? As He Yu searches for answers, malevolent forces move in the shadows, drawing him and Xie Qingcheng into a deadly, inescapable trap.

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The first time Ji Huan was to be married, the groom died just as her bridal sedan chair arrived at his door. The second time Ji Huan was to be married, the groom was struck by lightning just as the auspicious hour arrived. Having been 'returned' twice, her ominous reputation spread throughout the surrounding villages, and it seemed she would be left on her family's hands. Her grandmother, who favored boys over girls, slapped her thighs and wailed, "What sins did I commit in my past life, that you can't even be sold for a single tael of silver!" Ji Huan: "...You might not believe this, but I'm destined for great fortune in the future." Yikes! There's a rule that "those who are unmarried by the age of seventeen will be assigned a husband by an official"? Not to worry, not to worry, I'll just find a fake husband to deal with it. That vagrant at the village entrance... if he cleans up, he's actually quite presentable. It'll be him!

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"