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Jon Dare, the Dragonborn of Skyrim, born 20 years before the events of the Game. He was a simple gamer that experienced yet another release of Skyrim, this time on Full-Dive VR, and died from Immersion Mods Overload. But death was only a Loading Screen. Reborn in his favorite game, this lorebeard of a player was raised in Honorhall Orphanage of Riften, trained by the Thieves Guild, and rose to be a skilled in all paths of Might, Shadow, and Magic. He journeys across Skyrim, meets the people he once knew as NPCs, and many others, discovers Tamriel and what lies behind Skyrim's borders, raises a cute talking cat, loves a woman... maybe a bit more than one woman, and does the most legendary of deeds even before Alduin strikes Helgen. So when the Dragons arrive and the world is in chaos, only he is ready. He Cultivated Magic, trained in Combat, learned in Thu'um, stuffed his pockets with Gold, and rebuilt himself a destroyed city into the strongest bastion in Skyrim. No Civil War, Aldmeri Dominion, Daedric Prince, or Evil Cults are going to stop him for not only is he the Last Dragonborn... He is Catatoskr, the Legendry Thief. He is the Champion of the Good Daedra. He is the Nephew of Sheograth, for some reason. He is Grand Thane of the High Kingdom of Skyrim. He is the Magic Disciple of the line of Divayth Fyr. He is the Richest Man in the World. He is the Ysmir, the Dragon of the North. He is Dovahkiin. And He is Ready. Also you don't need to know about Skyrim's lore to read this story. Just strap your boots, tuck your boxers, and prepare for the Epic to come. --------------------------------------------------- Find Extra Early Chapters and our Discord Server on this link... https://linktr.ee/donovel I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com, here's my RR page url: https://www.royalroad.com/profile/88262/fictions

It's just a translation novel that's been corrected ### Update Schedule: 2 chapters per day ### Crossing over to a high military world where spiritual energy has recovered, I accidentally obtained a Super Dimensional Guild! Starting from today, I’ll spoil the plots of myriad worlds! Su Han looked at the many familiar big shots in the guild chatroom, lost in his own thoughts. Today I’ll spoil Whitebeard, tell him that he will die to his son in the future! Perhaps I should also tell Namikaze Minato, the his enemy is his thought to be dead disciple, who in fact actually isn’t dead? This can really make someone feel embarrassed...... Alas, the life of big shots, precisely is unadorned, arid and tasteless. ### Donate to the translator so that this novel can be translated smoothly, your 1 dollar means a lot to my country.... https://www.paypal.me/andican

Fairy Tail Magic Guild: I Stole It From My Sleepwalking

A bitter old man gets tossed into the world of Tamriel, as a descendant of a religious madman no less, watch as he delves into the secrets of magic and explores the wonders of this danger-filled world, and with luck and a lot of magic juice possibly even beyond. This is my first attempt at writing a fanfic (or anything for that matter). English is not my native language but I think there shouldn't be too many mistakes. The story will focus on magic and exploration with most likely a bit of romance later on. The upload schedule won't be rigid, but expect five chapters a week. If you want to support me financially and get access to early chapters visit patreon.com/Rastislav156

Written By: Four Keys I don't own this book, I am just sharing this book in this platform, I own nothing here

Story of: I'm in the Goblin Guild, and I'm starting to challenge Satan's Soul. Once through the world of Fairy Tail, Su Fan awakened the [Card Pickup System] and could pick up attribute cards dropped from others. The stronger the person, the higher the level of the dropped cards! 【Ding! Congratulations to the host for picking up a blue card and a high-level demonic spell fragment! 】 【Ding! Congratulations to the host for picking up a purple card, a fire dragon-slaying magic card! 】 【Ding! Congratulations to the host for picking up the golden card...] 【Ding! Congratulations to the host for picking up a Mavis...]

Related Name: 冒险公会不是约会平台啊！ Author: 冰糖葫芦五加皮 Synopsis: This is a dimension-spanning Adventurer's Guild. People from all over the world post commissions and receive commissions here. However, ever since Zhou Fang transmigrated into Asakawa Ryota and joined the guild, the originally normal version of the commission started to change. And gradually twisted by several people: Shokuhou Misaki releases commission: @Ryota. Go shopping and buy a bag, hurry up. Hayasaka Ai released the commission: @Ryota. The newest noise canceling headphones are on the market, let's buy them together. Tokisaki Kurumi releases commission: @Ryota. Recently, a lot of clones have been a bit agitated, hurry up and help me calm them down. Ryouta: “...” What do you think of this Adventurer's Guild? Ryota originally wanted to say that. Until he sees the reward for the commission entrusted... But they give too much!

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Rhodes, while walking down the stairs and playing on his phone, accidentally missed a step and fell, ending up transported to the world of Fairy Tail. There, he discovered that he had gained the ability to summon various jungle monsters from League of Legends and even learned how to use Take-Over magic. But none of that was the main point. The main point was that in a guild full of hot-headed warriors, there suddenly appeared someone who enjoyed making contingency plans. Some people said he was destined to become the next guild master. However, Rhodes knew all too well that becoming the master of Fairy Tail meant endless apologies and a never-ending stream of compensation forms to sign. Rhodes made up his mind: "I absolutely refuse to be the guild master!"

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"