beta read fanfiction

What happens after we die? Apparently we are shipped off to market to be reincarnated. In my case, I lucked out. I’ve been chosen to act as a beta tester for a whole artificial copy of the World of Warcraft, equipped with a moderately accelerated ability to learn magic and a collection of amulets that could condition their wearers to love me. No leveling, but I’ve got everything I need if I don’t do anything too stupid. Heavy on brainwashing, heavy on scheming, heavy on plot, modest on smut, and with far too many characters and far too many chapters, I proudly present this offering unto you, good reader. Based in the World of Warcraft and drawing heavily from SwiftRosenthal’s Waifu catalog, this is a harem building, mind control heavy, extremely nerdy story that I started on and it just got really out of hand.

MC accidentally gets shot in the head and ends up meeting a being known as a Transdimensional Fairy. After forging an agreement, he is sent to a localized world in Purgatoria to become a Beta Tester for humanity's upcoming apocalypse. His objective is to conquer a Tower of unknown height and to aid him in his journey, he ends up summoning various characters from his memories, the first being Mordred Pendragon from the Fate Series.

Welcome to The Company! Gil has been a Company beta tester for quite some time, living life after life in artificial worlds meant to serve as exciting afterlives and vacations for the gods. Some jackass higher up on the food chain has decided to daisy chain a random smattering of settings together and call it a new mode. So, someone needs to test the base level version of this world: that’s Gil.

fhon is a hoples man he died he got a system harem the end i own nothing about gacha life

Inspired by The KIngs Avatar. Kaulon Chau is tasked with hunting down illegal account cards and their users. For this job, he has been given 3 days, but he is also at a 3-day disadvantage. Why 3 days? In 3 days the 11th server opens...

A Beta tester thrown into a new world.

(Uploading the Beta Version of the Fanfic, plz let me know if you want me to finish it) I died believing I had finally made the right choice. One last act to atone for years of betrayal, manipulation, and bloodshed. I thought the blade in my stomach marked the end of Luke Castellan—the runaway demigod, the traitor, the pawn who nearly brought about the end of Olympus. I was wrong. Death was only the beginning. A mysterious being reached into the void and offered me a second chance, revealing a truth even the Titans never knew. The Olympians weren't the righteous rulers they claimed to be. They were parasites, thriving on humanity's faith while sacrificing countless lives to preserve their own power. Then came the offer. A power beyond anything the gods or Titans had ever imagined. This time, I won't be anyone's pawn—not Olympus's, not Kronos's. The gods took everything from me. Now I'll take everything from them. My name is Luke Castellan, and this time... Olympus falls.

He died a nobody. He woke up in a void, played God at chess, and won. Now he holds the crown, the throne, and every power the Almighty ever wielded, and God was only a fraction of the being those powers came from. All of it is sealed inside the most mortal, most laughable body he could have landed in: Issei Hyoudou, the school's number-one pervert, the boy destined to be killed on a first date, revived as a devil, and dragged through a war he never chose. Just his luck. But he isn't going to play along. Raynare thinks she's stalking a harmless idiot with a dangerous Sacred Gear. Rias Gremory thinks she's about to acquire a future Pawn. Heaven, Hell, and the Fallen all think they know how this story ends. None of them realize the boy on that bridge has already read the script and is laughing at it. He doesn't want to be a devil's servant. He wants to be the one setting the board. With two perverted best friends who now call him god, a dragon emperor who just agreed to serve him, and the power to rewrite the laws of the Sacred Gear System itself, he's building something the supernatural world has never seen: an army of his own pawns, forged and loyal to no Satan, no angel, and no Governor. The factions want a war. He wants the whole board. The question isn't whether he'll change the future of this pathetic world. It's whether anyone will be left standing when he's done rewriting it.

[Hidebound Older Man VS Two-Faced Heiress: Daddy-Type + Seductress + An Old House on Fire] Everyone in Aethelgard says, a man should marry a woman from the West Family. The eldest daughter of the West Family is gentle and virtuous, a sought-after prize in high society. On the eve of her engagement. Her fiancé cheated on her. Willow West, having played the good girl for so long, decides she's done pretending. Fueled by alcohol, she finds a handsome man. Just one wall away from the scumbag ex and his mistress. The next day, she wakes up to her world collapsing. She had slept with the circle's famous 'older man'—Aiden Pierce, her dear uncle's best friend. Her impression of Aiden Pierce wasn't very good. Years ago, when she was having her first romance, she had tried to sneak a kiss with her young boyfriend, only for Aiden Pierce to report her to her uncle before their lips could even meet. The Aiden Pierce of today is even more dull—celibate and restrained, with everyone from his secretary to his assistant being male, and zero romantic scandals to his name. He's nothing short of a hidebound traditionalist! Willow West wants to escape. Aiden Pierce's well-defined hand grips her chin. "Miss West, a man's virtue is still virtue. You must take responsibility for me." * Aiden Pierce, who had practiced self-restraint for thirty years, was captured by Willow West—a woman gentle and demure in public, yet passionate and daring in private. Everyone thought Willow West was a good girl. Only Aiden Pierce knew that behind closed doors, the young woman not only smoked and drank but was also a cool, badass biker. * The assistant has recently noticed a change in the workaholic President Pierce. Not only is he hitting the gym three times a week, but his style has also shifted from uniform high-end suits to a different streetwear brand for every day of the week. His once stern and unsmiling face now frequently breaks into a smile. Even his eternally unchanged screensaver has been replaced. It's now a picture of a sexy, wavy-haired beauty in a black biker suit, holding a cigarette and sitting on a motorcycle!

On the most popular interstellar forum, there is a hot topic: What is the most unbelievable thing that has happened around you? Chun Mian: Thanks for the invite. I was sitting at home, and a door fell from the sky. Life is like a tightly closed door, before opening it, you never know, what you will face: a living person or a forty-meter-long blade! (Quick Transmigration, No CP)