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In the Central 46 Compound, the Captain-Commander of the Gotei 13 and the notorious scourge of the Female Shinigami Association, Masatsuki Aozaki, stood before the Sages and Judges. “You have improper relationships with numerous members, Seated Officers, and Captains of the Seireitei?” “As Captain-Commander, maintaining close relationships with them helps facilitate my work.” “...” The Judge narrowed his eyes. “Then how do you explain modifying the female Shinigami's Shihakushō into miniskirts?” “To transform the Seireitei into a perfect paradise.” “Tsk tsk… A paradise for all Shinigami? That’s not entirely unreasonable…” “No, a personal paradise.” “A private—wait! Captain-Commander Masatsuki, that kind of thinking is clearly wrong!” “Do you want to die?” “...” “Forget it, Captain-Commander Masatsuki. We’ll set this matter aside for now. Let’s discuss some of the outrageous statements you’ve made in the past. Those were jokes, right?” “No, I was completely serious.” Masatsuki calmly ran his hand along the hilt of his Zanpakutō and spoke with conviction. “I have a great relationship with my subordinates, I get along well with Hueco Mundo, and I’m even friends with all of your wives and girlfriends. But rest assured, I’m a good Shinigami. You can safely leave the world in my hands!” Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto: That damn brat! Shunsui, Jūshirō, don’t stop me—I need to teach him a lesson! Thus begins the tale of the most incorrigible Shinigami!

[Dropped]After traveling to a world where Pokémon and humans live in harmony, Aisha happened to run into the episode where Team Magma and Team Aqua stole the "Red Orb" and the "Blue Orb", causing a lot of buzz on the internet. There are also good people who sent out a post [If the Team Magma and the Team Aqua really awakened Groudon and Kyogre, how will the Pokémon League deal with them]. Aisha: "It doesn't matter, I'll make a move!" As a reincarnator, Aisha, who knew that Rayquaza would definitely make a move to check and balance the Twin God Battle, didn't hesitate to choose to say hi. Netizen A: "It's true!" Netizen B: "Older brother, your hand is Dragon Ascend!" Netizen C: "Who says there are no great emperors in the human race!" Netizen D: "His Caterpie evolved into a Rayquaza, I saw it with my own eyes." Until... [Ding - System mission released: ride the Caterpie's evolved form, Rayquaza, to defeat the resurrected Groudon and Kyogre.] [Mission Reward - Opening the Caterpie's evolutionary route to Rayquaza.] Aisha: "???" Caterpie: "???" # # # This is a translated novel Although the genre is Anime and Comics, the game is also mentioned several times, but fanfic mostly focuses on the Anime (I only watched Black and White) and the manga, Pokémon Adventures (which I had never read) Feel free to leave a comment to correct my mistakes Updating schedule: -

After a tragic death at the hands of his bathroom tile, an MMA fighter finds himself in front of an eldritch God looking for an (unwilling) schmuck to steal from one of the most dangerous beings in the Marvel Universe-- the Pheonix... Poor Axel is not doomed, however. He was granted the powers of one of his favorite game characters-- Dante Sparda...but the god never specified which version. --- Few warnings going in. 1. My fanfiction is being ratioed because people don't understand where it's going from the get-go, so allow me to remedy that. He will start weak and become substantially stronger over the course of 100 chapters or so. If that doesn't jive with you, I suppose this is not your story. 2. He makes mistakes--as do all reasonable protagonists. 3. HE IS NOT DANTE. He is a person with his powers. Don't expect a 1:1 personality mapping. You will be disappointed.

Sunflower—a mystical plant capable of absorbing the essence of the sun. Just one dose of solar essence can be equivalent to days of cultivation. "If I plant hundreds or even thousands of sunflowers, wouldn't my cultivation skyrocket?" Gu Mo was overjoyed upon learning about the effects of solar essence. (Plants vs. Zombies + Cultivation novel)

One misstep, and Valerius wakes up in the universe of Honkai: Star Rail. No cheats. No broken bloodlines. Just a mysterious Game Arena System with one mission: “Bring entertainment to the masses.” …What kind of nonsense is that?! But Valerius isn’t panicking. Not at all. “You all go ahead and fight your battles. I just provide the battlegrounds... and quietly profit behind the scenes.” And thus begins the era of Interdimensional PvP. Where warriors from Teyvat and the Express are dragged into game after game— Each more absurd than the last. Mafia Night: “Herta, clues are only 3 points each. Final offer—take it or leave it.” Zombie Survival Mode: “Keqing, this is called an RPG. One shot and even the Tyrant will cry for his mom.” Monopoly Gone Wrong: “Ningguang, 1 point per remote-control dice. Asta already bought three~” The result? Two worlds. Total chaos. Kaeya: “Two points for The World! Jing Yuan, what’ve you got?” Jing Yuan: “Hmph… Tail, do your thing.” Svarog: “No evil survives while I stand.” Lord of Qlipoth: “Step away from Clara.” Clara: “Berserker~~!” Sparkle: “Fight! Fiiight! MOAR CHAOS!” Silver Wolf: “Did I wake up in the wrong patch version or what...?” Multiverse war? Check. System hijinks? You bet. Profit-hungry MC playing 4D chess while everyone else fights? Absolutely. When Genshin Impact and Honkai: Star Rail collide in a reality-bending game arena, only one rule remains: Don’t trust the MC. He’s the real final boss.

"When the fate of the world is laid bare, can destiny truly be rewritten?" "And if foresight comes at the cost of a little pride; well, that’s a small price to pay, isn’t it?" Current Arc : Elysian Realm. Basically a react fan fiction of several Honkai series.

By 616mcu, HAZZARD_OVERFLOW, Star is a very special person. Never has there been a person to share such excitement, such zaniness, and such lovability. No body could ever compare, except maybe the little gem boy she has come to know as "brother."

North America. A land consumed by nightmares. Alessa’s hatred burns the living from within. Freddy stalks the helpless through their dreams. Jason waits by the lake, machete in hand. Demons hide behind the faces of nuns. Annabelle whispers curses that rot the soul. Here, survival is the highest hope an ordinary person can cling to. But Damian — the nephew of the legendary demon hunter Dante — has never seen these so-called horrors as anything worth fearing. “Silver Baptism.” A sanctified silver round erupts, obliterating a demon nun’s head. “And this… Dimensional Slash.” A single stroke of his blade — and Freddy’s dreamscape shatters like glass. Damian presses his boot down on Jason’s skull, chambers another round, and scoffs: “That’s it?” Until one day… everything changes. A forbidden ritual deep within a cabin in the woods is completed. An ancient god tears free from its cocoon. A shadow vast enough to swallow the sky descends upon the city. Damian’s bullets? Reduced to faint white scratches. His so-called Dimensional Slash — a technique said to cut through anything — barely peels the creature’s skin. Everyone is certain of one thing: Damian is dead. Instead, he sighs. Reaches into his coat. Pulls out a communicator. “Uncle. If you don’t get here right now, I’m telling Lady you’ve been maxing out her credit card again.” And then— The sky splits apart. A colossal crimson greatsword tears open reality itself. From the rift steps a white-haired man clad in red, looking thoroughly annoyed. “Tch. You’re getting less cute by the day… threatening your own uncle over something like this?”

Itadori Yuji knew of a cursed spirit — one born from the negative emotions humans feel toward one another. She appears innocent and pure on the surface, but beneath that hides a cunning, unpredictable nature. She is extraordinarily dangerous: her technique, Idle Transfiguration, can effortlessly attack the very souls of others. She delights in pure chaos — she once turned Fushiguro Megumi into a woman, gave Todou Aoi eighteen arms like an Asura, transformed a disaster-class cursed spirit into a magical girl… leaving nearly everyone around her with lasting psychological trauma. And yet, in the end, no one — not even Itadori — could truly bring themselves to hate her. Because when the most terrible disasters and enemies came, it was she who stepped forward and sacrificed herself to save everyone. "Haha… don't be sad… A cursed spirit born from humans… naturally loves humans the most…" Hehe. Just kidding. In truth, all of this was simply because a certain someone who transmigrated into a real person had absolutely no intention of getting their resurrection point camped by Geto Suguru. --- P- Walnut-chan Chaotic fun, power fantasy, no romance route, lots of fluff】

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?"