circle fanfic

It's just story of Klein if he knows what waiting him at the pinnacle of power. and you can skip first 20 chapters if you want.

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This is an old story, read the official here. https://www.webnovel.com/book/konosuba-love-circle!-rewriting..._17855854405244205 Satou Kazuma died because he had a heart attack and was sent to the hospital, but he passed on and is transferred to the afterlife where he meets the Goddess Aqua. The Goddess Aqua is very nice towards Kazuma but he's not going to be fooled by some stranger who looks to be cosplaying. He was given the choice to either go to heaven or reincarnate and bring something with him and unluckily, Kazuma choose Aqua, forcing the goddess to be his partner. Now together they try to live through this world they have been sent to. Kazuma slowly but surely wants to something to change for once. His previous life sucked ass so he decides he's going to have girls right up to his crotch, that's right. He wants girls on his dick. But Kazuma is not really lucky In general as he suffers most likely everyday. Megumin and Darkness later joined his party, or what he calls a harem and together, they explore and maybe have some quality time together when they get the chance to? And so, Kazuma officially starts his new life, but he will make it what he really wants when he was in Earth, at least he tries to.

Caleb Westerveld woke at twenty-six in a chemist's body at East City Eastern Command with equivalent exchange as moral law — the night Truth charged him for his first banked exchange, he understood the rule not as a cost but as the only ethical framework that could survive what he now knew Father was doing. The Counter-Circle is a coalition-building substrate: seven connected nodes of resistance across Amestris's military infrastructure, each one requiring Caleb to place himself in a position where he is simultaneously trusted by the command and invisible to Father's homunculus network. He is the Salt Alchemist — the warehouse alchemist, mildly distracted, apolitical — and the apolitical reading is the mask he amplifies. Maes Hughes is the first anchor. Saving Hughes is the first mission and the one that cannot fail, because the counter-trigger cannot fire without the coalition Hughes represents. Truth has already taken one payment. The array Caleb is building toward is not an alchemy array. It is a political one. Father cannot be stopped by a human at full strength. Caleb is working on being the person who chooses who delivers the attempt.

After the Uchiha massacre, Sasuke falls into a coma for a week, and upon waking, he is consumed by a burning desire for vengeance. Unbeknownst to him, something ancient and powerful has awakened within him—Antares, the Monarch of Destruction. Meanwhile, in Naruto’s subconscious, another force stirs—Ashborn, the Monarch of Shadows. Both beings, having once transcended death, find themselves bound to new vessels in an unfamiliar world. Ashborn awakens in Naruto’s mindscape, encountering the imprisoned Nine-Tails. Unfazed by the fox’s fury, he effortlessly bends the seal’s domain to his will, forcing Kurama to acknowledge his overwhelming presence. As he pieces together the nature of this new world, Ashborn prepares to observe Naruto, silently shaping his destiny. Elsewhere, Antares takes interest in Sasuke, recognizing the boy’s potential for destruction. Amused by fate’s design, he contemplates whether to make Sasuke his vessel or heir, mirroring Ashborn’s choice with Jin-Woo in another universe. As these two ancient forces settle into their new existence, the world of shinobi unknowingly stands on the brink of a monumental shift. With the wills of the Monarchs entwined with two of Konoha’s most fated individuals, the cycle of hatred and ambition is about to take a turn unlike any before. **Disclaimer:** I do not own *Naruto* nor Solo Leveling All rights to the original story and characters belong to their perspective author. This fan novel is written out of love for the series and as a tribute to one of its most compelling characters. I also publishing this on royalroad under the same author name and book name: https://www.royalroad.com/profile/638749

Kids traveling they are the ages 10-16 searching for peace and causes of things

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—"

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!

She crashed her cheating fiancé's wedding in mourning attire and walked out with a marriage certificate from the most dangerous man in the city. Sparkle Gold thought she had it all: a booming agency, a loving fiancé, and a rising-star cousin she raised with her own hands. Then she woke up in a car speeding toward the ocean and overheard the two people she trusted most plotting her death. She survived. She kept the evidence. And she showed up at their wedding to reveal the truth! What she didn't expect? The owner of the Sanctus—cold, ruthless billionaire Evan Saint—dragging her straight to the marriage bureau. "You wrecked my banquet hall. Consider this your payment plan." Now publicly married to a man she once chased ten years ago, Sparkle has a new mission: destroy the people who stole her company, reclaim her place in the entertainment industry, and win Best Actress. --- He married her for leverage. She stayed for revenge. Neither expected to fall.