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Janar had awoken in the center of what seemed like an abandoned city and when she did an unknown entity was standing in front of her and had asked her a question will you be a player or citizen in where you in this world?

Elias Hart is dying one full moon at a time. A rare genetic curse turns his body to living stone; no wolf, no hunt, only agony. The only known solution is offered by the Heralds: a ritual that will stop his heart but preserve his mind forever in an undying, emotionless crystal shell. They call it mercy. Elias calls it losing everything. Refusing to surrender the life he built with his wife Sarah and their son, he chases a rumor of another way; a forgotten ritual hidden deep in the Rift-Wilds, left behind by a scholar who vanished decades ago. The journey will test his body, his bond with his family, and his will to remain human. Some curses can be endured. Some can be broken. Some ask only whether you're willing to pay the price.

In the winter-stricken city of Borderlands , nestled in the eerie silence of the '90s era, Zayn Wolfe, a resilient 20-year-old with a chiseled physique, endured the harsh reality of orphan hood. Living in the squalor of the slums, he navigated a life of poverty, resorting to stealing and participating in gritty gang fights to survive. Zayn's existence took an unexpected turn when his adept fighting skills caught the eye of a powerful gang leader. Recognizing Zayn's potential, the gang leader presented him with an ominous opportunity—a job that promised escape from the slums. The task: to assassinate the baron of Scarestown, a figure synonymous with oppression and wealth. As he went on a journey to kill the baron , he began to face against something he never believed before . Questioning his own sanity , the wolf began his journey of death ! Will he kill the baron and get free from poverty ? or will he fall and choose to be a street thug again ? See for yourself!

Kazumi Katsuragi, 17 years old, once trapped in the unforgiving world of the undead, now finds herself alone in a land that is unkown. With the gun in her hand, what challenges awaits Kazumi in this new land? World? No cheat No hidden power No overpowered servants Just a girl and her gun In a world where magic exist, how far can she make it?

Yes, The Reincarnation Happened... from an authentic gun maniac who died from a misfire incident. Woke up in a medieval town, unable to understand what had happened except that he had been reincarnated into a pistol. A Pistol??? Old pattern Pistol??? He is unsure what the future holds until a lone girl is picked him up from the ground.

A young man from the real world dies and is reincarnated as Saruto Uzumaki — the son of Boruto Uzumaki and Sarada Uchiha. He carries with him the memories of his past life, and one rare gift granted by the afterlife: the Spirit Roh Dual Pistol — a pair of soul weapons unlike anything the shinobi world has ever seen. Left Pistol: Glacial Fang — wielding the attribute of Ice, freezing enemies in their tracks with every shot fired. Right Pistol: Crimson Fang — wielding the attribute of Fire, burning through anything that dares stand in his way. Unlimited bullets. Unlimited power. Born into a world of bloodlines, jutsu, and ancient clans — Saruto is something entirely different. He is not a product of this world. He is a glitch in its fate. A soul that should not exist, yet carries a destiny far greater than anyone could have imagined. In a world where fists and chakra reign supreme, one reincarnated soul will prove that the fastest draw is mightier than any jutsu. The legend of the Dual Pistol Sage begins now.

A 17-year old redditor was minding his own business, browsing, as you would have guessed in case you haven't already noticed, reddit, when a humongous 42-feet long Oil Tanker truck exploded due to some... mishandling of the loaders (and also because of this lazy author)... and somehow hit his house, exactly on his room where he was using his PC, killing him and burning that part of his house. I don't need to explain what happened to his body, and life. After some mourning and disorientation, he reincarnates into a G-Tower Flak Tower used by the Germans during the 1940s in the defense of Berlin against the soviets, except it's on fucking tank treads, and can move at 60 km/h for god's sake! Not to mention, he has a fucking leveling system! And to put the cherry on top, he's in another world (surprise-surprise) with monsters, reincarnated heroes like him except their human or some other race, magic, kingdoms, and medieval feuds. Come and join his journey of being transmigrated into this body -if you could even call it a body, since its made out of reinforced concrete, Anti-everything guns, missiles, and the chassis of a tank- and trying to survive, in another world with demon lords, angels, heroes, dragons, golems, and a whole lot of utter isekai-genre bullshittery. (Imma try to write this shit along with the other novel I have hihi, this is all for fun so you might see some inaccuracies with some of the weapons, but yeah, hope you check it out! I got this idea while browsing reddit too irl lol so I thought to myself "Why not make this bullshit idea a thing?", and my mind gave birth to this abominable stupidity)

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?"

A mission gone wrong sends military doctor Han Lei tumbling through time, straight into the arms of a fallen Prince in a war-torn era. With a bizarre excuse to keep a doctor by his side, the battle-scarred general finds himself completely undone by her soft words and gentle hands. Han Lei's wish is to earn silver and marry a strong man. The Prince’s wish is to seek development and marry a gentle wife. Two people, four desires, who will bend first? --- She's a dignified modern woman who crossed through time. How could she stand by and let these ancient fools bully her husband? He's a national hero, yet nearly got himself killed over that damn loyalty of his. She asks him: "What are you thinking?" He answers: "My heart is dead, you know what I am thinking." She curls her lips, turns to leave a sentence: "Then what are you waiting for? Go do him now!"

"This is the first time—and the last." That's what Asher Keating told her, cold-faced and buttoning his shirt, after one night he never should have had. Leah Sinclair was no one. A broke college student buried in debt after her grandmother's surgery, selling her evenings at a high-end escort club just to survive. She wasn't supposed to end up in his bed. He wasn't supposed to come back. But he did. After the second time and the third, Leah cursed viciously in her heart: "Damn man! You really can't trust a word men say." Many years later, Asher looked at Leah sleeping beside him and sighed to himself: "Sure enough, you shouldn't be with the same woman more than three times, or you'll really be in for it." Was it possession... or affection? A choice that began as a transaction but became true love, with only the wish... to never forget their original intentions.