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After crossing into the Gundam SEED world, Lu Tianming found himself right in the middle of ZAFT's initial plot to steal the Gundams. To survive the ravages of war, Lu Tianming had no choice but to board the Strike Gundam. Just as he was worrying about how to start it up... the Gundam actually spoke? After all that... turns out he wasn't the only one who had crossed over - his good bro Xia Chuan had come too? Even more - he had directly crossed over and become the Strike Gundam? Watching the enemy forces gradually approaching, Lu Tianming could only grit his teeth: "Sorry bro, I'm borrowing your body for a bit!" At this moment, staring at the autonomously moving Strike Gundam, Kira Yamato looked up in confusion: "If you're piloting the Strike, then what am I supposed to do?"

Dying and being reincarnated into the body of young Amamiya Rin in Japan felt like the perfect start to a new life. When the four beautiful girls who put me in a coma visited my hospital room to apologize, I even thought I had stumbled into the beginning of a rom-com. I couldn't have been more wrong. This reality follows the twisted worldview of Japanese horror. The patient in the bed next to me just "gave birth" to Tomie. My grand "reincarnation power" is actually the plot of The Long Dream—a curse that forces me to live through eons of brutal stress every time I fall asleep. In three months, tops, I will be reduced to ashes. To make matters worse, when I refused to give a "little discount" on the 30-million-yen accident settlement, the fake politeness of my debtors vanished. They stopped blinking, smiled in macabre synchronization, and revealed needle-filled tentacles lurking in their throats. Outside, a biological apocalypse is about to erupt: fish with legs are lurking about, Hanging Balloons are watching us, and Hellstar Remina is staring down at us, salivating. Compared to the approaching extinction-level disasters, entities like Kayako, Mimiko, and Sadako are nothing but small fry. Bedridden in a hospital while demanding debt from abominations disguised as girls... how do I beat this game without a cheat? Simple. A dream world a thousand or ten thousand times longer than an ordinary person's is still a kind of cheat. Is the flesh weak and ascension mechanical? Or is it mind over matter on the path to transcendental sainthood? Kids make choices; adults take it all! A physical body at its peak, perfect martial arts, and the ultimate light amidst the darkness. Starting by usurping the power of the "Group," I will link the brains of these freaks to create the Tomie Network. I, Amamiya Rin, will grow stronger through infinite nightmares. And, in the end, I will bring down Planet Remina with a single punch! ____ (P) Walnutchan

In a world where crests decide one’s fate, Prince Heale is born with Cave King—a crest just as worthless as he is. Deemed a disgrace to his family, he’s exiled to a barren, deserted island with not a plant nor soul in sight. Alone, miserable, but determined to survive, he reaches for a pickaxe to expand the cave he intends to make his new home—and discovers the true power of his crest! It turns out Cave King makes cavern mining as easy as breathing. And as Heale digs deeper into the island, he discovers one otherworldly mineral after another. Who’s worthless now? But valuable ore isn’t the only thing Heale finds on his mining adventures. He soon befriends slimes and saves goblins that wash ashore. And together as one big family, they’ll work to overcome any challenge on the road to developing the island into their own little paradise. The Cave King will live a Paradise Life -Becoming the strongest with the mining skill?- Author: Naehara Hajime Tags: Adventure. Fantasy. Light Novels. Island. Kingdom Building. Magic. Royalty .Based on a Web Novel. The story is not mine i am just posting it here so that i can read here the same with all the other story.

[NOTE: Not A Translation or MTL!!] It is a well-known fact that Tokyo Jujutsu High boasts three legendary talents: Gojo Satoru, the unrivaled "Source of Hypertension"; Geto Suguru, the "Cursed Spirit Master"; and Genji. However, according to Shoko Ieiri—their classmate and the only voice of reason—all three are officially certified as "absolute scum." "Wait a second!" Genji raised an objection. "Who exactly is the third scumbag?" Ignoring the collective deadpan stares directed his way, Genji felt no guilt whatsoever. "I’m clearly the only normal person here!" in case you want to support me (special benefits) p4treon.com/ThePlotHoleRefuge (+extra Chapters)

Shin Lee's world was invaded and tooking over by the Monmusu. He decided to become a Hermit out of spite and was one day picked to be sponsored by the Tao, to spread balance throughout the multiverse. Now he travels the multiverse with his faithful companion Astolfo Saber to spread fun choas throughout the multiverse, all while corrupting cute femboys/traps and gangbanging heroines along the way! This is a Waifu Catalog fic. Main theme is mc goes and captures/buys femboy/traps to have chaotic multiverse lewd fun together while saving the multiverse and lewding some heroines to join their retinue. So expect mostly m/m, f/m shenanigans and with potentially a bit of furry action. [This is a Story written by Chibi-Reaper over on Questionable Quest forms that I commissioned, check out his other works if you enjoy this story.]

Bowser is once again up to no good - stomping on the fabled Pipe-Switch - a mysterious switch that opens up connections to various worlds.

So… uh… hi. I’m Pit. And this is apparently my life now. One minute I’m patrolling Skyworld, doing my heroic duties, totally not slacking off— Next minute Lady Palutena hugs me from behind, presses my face into her chest, and says: “Pit, great news! We’re moving!” Before I can even breathe again, she spins me around, shows me two letters, and starts glowing like she just beat Hades in Uno. Turns out we’ve been invited to the Super Smash Bros Multiverse. Not as guests. Not as tourists. We live here now. And we fight. A lot. Dimensions clash, universes mix, and everyone is either: a hero, a villain, a morally confusing guy with a sword, or Kirby, who I’m pretty sure is a god. I’ve met legends I only heard about: The Hero Who Gets Reincarnated Every 5 Minutes The Mushroom Kingdom Guy Who Jumps on Everything The Vampire Hunter with Family Issues The Silent Guy Who Lives on Mount Silver and Probably Hasn’t Slept Since 1999 And then there are new fighters I’ve never seen: Some kid named Joker A pink ball that eats concepts A hundred swordsmen An electric rat who is somehow famous everywhere This place is chaos. And somehow… I ended up with two wives— wait sorry four— Palutena, Viridi, Amazon Pandora and Phosphora have all decided they’re coming with me. So yeah. New universe. New battles. New rivals. New disasters. Same angel trying not to die. Here we go. --- MC: Pit Ship: Pit X Harem

In the year 2006, when the world was still a canvas of exploration and discovery, a journey led me to the heart of darkness. An invitation from curiosity itself drew me to the Ogbunike Cave in Anambra state, Nigeria, a place where nature's enigma embraced the intrepid. Little did I know that this journey would become a testament to the resilience of the human spirit, an odyssey that would shape my understanding of life, isolation, and the profound depths of my own existence.As the sun painted the morning sky with hues of gold, I embarked on an adventure that promised camaraderie and awe. Armed with youthful enthusiasm and a spirit of camaraderie, my schoolmate and I ventured into the hidden realm of the cave. Hands entwined, we ventured into the unknown, guided by our shared excitement.Yet, in the labyrinthine passages of Ogbunike, fate's capricious hand intervened. A single misstep, a momentary lapse of connection, and the tether between us was severed. In an instant, I was alone, my world reduced to a realm of shadows and silence.Within the depths of that cave, the concept of time shifted, and the echoes of my own voice were my sole companions. This is the story of those three days, the crucible in which fear, determination, and the human will converged in an intricate dance. It is a chronicle of isolation, where darkness became my cloak and echoes were my symphony.In the pages that follow, I invite you to traverse this subterranean passage alongside me. Brace yourself for the embrace of the unknown, where every footstep brings the possibility of discovery and danger in equal measure. Join me in a journey of self-discovery, where the echoes of my experience resonate with the universal human quest for survival, connection, and the light that beckons at the end of every tunnel.Step into the abyss, where the boundaries of light and darkness blur, and the boundaries of the human spirit expand. This is my story.

Alric doesn't remember Truck-Kun or a slippery bathroom tile but he is pretty sure he died. Why is he sure? Because he wasn't a Cave troll stumbling through Middle-earth before he woke up. Now empowered by his monstrous strength and a Tithe of the Devourer cheat (instructions sold separately) he sets forth. Alric decides to live by the motto of "F* it we ball!" Smaug the Terrible you say? Have you ever seen a black arrow fired with the full might of a Troll? Sauron's laying waste to all before him? Hold up why is that Troll on the wrong side of the battlefield. Balrog in the Mines of Moria? "You shall not pass!"..."Wait isn't that my line?" . Alric can't wait to put his rather large new nose wherever it doesn't belong; just as soon as he finds a way to avoid getting turned to stone by his first sunrise.

Flora Bloom, who was betrayed and killed by her boyfriend in her past life, is reborn with a peerless spatial dimension back to the time before the crisis, hoarding food, raising a child, and tearing apart scumbag men and manipulative women. Originally, she just wanted to raise a child and low-key fight zombies and level up together with her family. But she discovered that she was unexpectedly falling step by step into a tender trap meticulously designed by a certain sly and scheming man. Flora Bloom looked at the vast space within her sea of consciousness; it had a farmhouse courtyard, fields, and a Spirit River, but it just lacked a bit of vitality. So, a fat, sky-flying mantis? Collect! A rare little white tiger that can discharge electricity? Collect! A behemoth spirit crocodile with its young? Collect! As long as it's alive and edible, collect, collect, collect them all! Endless scumbags and vile women, a shameless and deeply scheming leader, all wanting to use her to attack zombies and obtain more Crystal Cores for their own gain? Your shameless, worthless life? Hand it over.