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Electronic games are one of the important ways for people in the new era to entertain themselves. However, Takayuki, who crossed over to parallel-world Japan, found that the game industry in this world was extremely bleak, as if it had never flourished. So Takayuki decided to bring the ninth art to this world. This is a world that is single-mindedly focused on developing the entertainment industry of games. /!\ I will try my best to correct the error in the MTL novel, but my first language is not English. So, please be indulgent. Thank you ! Author : Chicken pecks millet

Chen Mo liked calling himself a video game designer, despite being a mere video game producer. After dying one day from work-related stress, he transmigrated into a parallel world as himself, right after he graduated. He was now in the body of his younger self, who also aspired to be a video game designer. Will he be able to fulfill his dream after being reborn in this oddly different new world, and become the best video game designer in that world? Follow Chen Mo on his romp through video game classics as he brings the great games of the past to a whole new world in pursuit of his dreams! Note: This Novel has been continued as a passion project by its translator. The continuation of this novel will not affect the result of Trial Reading or Voting Pool.

Near-future Massachusetts. Life's simple pleasures have been regulated into expensive indulgences. Amidst the sea of social justice policies, a counter-revolution is brewing. One boy, crosses the thin red line he was not supposed to. Expelled from school, disowned by his family, and smeared as a danger and degenerate by a politician, a lesser man would have broken. But not Aaron Zakhrov, the experience merely hardens what was already there. Emancipating himself, and cutting ties, he finds a small group of new allies, and founds Sirius Software, a tiny independent game development firm. However, destiny had other plans. Their first game goes viral, providing the slush fund Aaron needs to realize his true vision: Total sovereignty. Follow his journey as he literally carves a fiefdom for himself out of a chunk of Boston and Massachusetts, while fighting politicians, gangs, and a massive global network that seek to destroy him.

Su Chen obtained a "Myriad Worlds Golden Ranking" system. As long as he creates and broadcasts a short video and spreads it to all worlds, he can receive rewards. So... 【 Sasuke utterly defeats Sukuna 】 【 Tsugikuni Yoriichi Marries Muzan 】 【 The Emiya Family Dinner 】 【 Tyrant Bear For a Lifetime 】 【 Lu Mingfei and Chu Lexiang's Wedding 】 【 Loki becomes the Master of the Multiverse 】 【 Kaname Madoka and Akemi Homura's Indescribable Secret 】 and more. When scenes from the future appear before everyone in the myriad worlds, they all go crazy. Muzan Kibutsuji: "I... marry Tsugikuni Yoriichi?!! And give birth to his children?!" Naruto: "Damn it! Even Sasuke gets a shining moment, when I'm clearly the main character!" Thor: "Master of the Multiverse, ugh, Loki, you're a real bastard!" Lu Mingfei: "I love Senior Sister Nono, not Chu Lexiang!" Akemi Homura: "Madoka, please listen to my explanation..." The crazy old man of the magnetic field, the educational bishop's hundreds of millions of deaths, Natsuki Subaru's Obereru line, the Sixth Holy Grail War, Ars Paulina... Updates Schedule: 3 Chapters every Saturday @11am GMT+8 If you want to support me and want advanced access to up to 12 Chapters, you can check it @patreon.com/Icedrone

Transcending into the role of antagonists in the cyber game, with a daunting entourage of mesmerizing maidens, is indeed intriguing. However, it is lamentable that they are all mere pawns. The cerebral enchantress, possessing the capability to paralyze entire military forces, is hailed as the uncrowned monarch of the hacker realm. Yet, she falls prey to the protagonist's charm, ultimately succumbing to divulging corporate secrets, tarnishing her erstwhile reputation. As for the dark war deity, whose individual prowess can obliterate a squadron of mechanized warriors, as a mercenary, he bestows upon her the finest arsenal and perks within the conglomerate. Alas, the plot prevails; amidst a crackdown on the protagonist, a mutual affinity emerges between them, culminating in betrayal of the conglomerate in a certain denouement, aiding the protagonist in severing ties with her former self. Such instances abound. To avert a fate of stifling demise, he deliberates meticulously, arriving at a resolute decision. Observing the preparations for the impending assault on the protagonist within the corporate hall, Jonas beckons her into the confines of his office. Amidst the bemused gaze of her counterpart, a delicate collar materializes in his hand. "Miss Dark War Deity, surely you wouldn't want your sister to suffer indignity, would you?"

"Why do you even care?" I fired at him hotly, my glare burning holes into his gorgeous face. It had been all about the passion and toe curling orgasms that he had given me but now, as I stared into his eyes, all I could feel was a need to slap that face. Hard. Annoyed, I threw up my hands into the air. "We are not even in a relationship, for god's sake! So I can f*ck or go out with any man I d*mn please!" Immediately the words left my mouth, I knew at once that I had chosen my words badly. Damien made no overt move, but his eyes went hard and dark. He began to walk towards me and I retreated in alarm, my pulse accelerating. He continued to stalk to my side until he successfully backed me into a wall. He stopped in front of me and placed his hands on either side of my head, caging me in. His head came down until he was staring into my eyes. "That's where you've got it all wrong, bunny," he murmured, his voice a low, velvety timbre sending jolts of arousal to my loins. "You are mine, you always have been. Make no mistake about that." *** Do I have a job that I love so much? Yes. Do I have a rude, grumpy boss who makes my blood boil and makes me plot ways to kill him and make it look like an accident? Abso-f*ck*ng-lutely! That was me until one misaddressed email came to disrupt everything I have worked for. And then I had to do a favor for the grumpy boss. My name is Cheryl Chastain and I am totally screwed.

Video games are one of the important ways for people to entertain in the new era. However, Takeyuki, who traveled to the parallel world of Yuemoto, found that the game industry in this world was extremely depressed, and it seemed that it had never risen. So Takeyuki decided to bring the Ninth Art to the world. "Mom, Super Mario 3 is on sale! This is my most desired Christmas present! ” ... "My Zelda was obsessed with picking up branches and had no intention of saving the princess" "It was Link who saved the princess!" " Huh? Is it? Well Zelda " ... "I am willing to sacrifice my soul only to protect the firefighter!" ” ... "Compared to racing, forza motorsport is YYDS!" ” ... "Tifa is my eternal goddess! " Games never sleep, it's a story that only one thing will do to develop the game entertainment industry." (This story is a parallel universe, does not innuendo any related characters, if there is a similarity, it is purely coincidental)

Blood on his hands. Fire in his veins. And a voice in his head whispering a single word: [REVENGE]. The night Miles Vane was attacked, the Echo Protocol awoke – a secret power fused to his very soul, turning a quiet nobody into a living weapon. His parents were murdered by Silas Cross, the untouchable king of the city. Now Miles walks two lives: Homework by day. Hit lists by night. Each fight drags him deeper into the blood-soaked war he never asked for. Each kill uncovers more of the truth buried in his past. His only anchor is Clara—the classmate who sees through his mask and refuses to let him vanish into darkness. But when Silas announces a deadly tournament to lure him out, Miles knows exactly what it means. A trap. A slaughterhouse. An invitation. He’s going anyway. Because revenge isn’t justice. It isn’t mercy. It’s the end of everything.

In a world where megacorporations rule like feudal dynasties and cultivation is under corporate rule, Vincent Cornelius wakes up in a silk-sheeted bed beside a suspiciously curvy woman. Reincarnated into the body of a doomed CEO fated to be a "villain's father". Vincent quickly realizes he's a disposable background character— the kind destined to be humiliated, ruined, and killed so that his pathetic son, can become a stepping stone for some arrogant, heaven-defying, cliché cultivation protagonist. Unfortunately for fate, Vincent didn’t reincarnate to play along. He reincarnated to ruin protagonists for profit. Armed with the Corporate Villain Expansion System, every cruel scheme, humiliating press leak, or market manipulation against protagonist nets him Villain Points—and every time he crushes a “fated encounter,” his Luck Points rise. Turn the protagonist into a drugie? +400 VP + 50 LP Reduce the mercenary king to a job of a small security guard? +500 VP +100 LP Cause chaos in a protagonist's harem—emotional betrayal, internal sabotage, or seduction ? +1,000 VP +200 LP As his mid sized logistics corporation moves towards becoming a corporate megaforce, Vincent must climb the cultivation ladder, weaponize capitalism, and outwit Fate itself—one bankrupt protagonist at a time. The world wants him humbled. The story wants him deleted. But Vincent Cornelius is here to rewrite the script. He’s about to prove that in this world, the real golden finger is a hostile takeover. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Disclaimer (Filed Personally by Vincent Cornelius): If, by some cosmic accident, any names, corporations, or highly sensitive trade empires mentioned in this story resemble real-world entities—rest assured, it’s entirely coincidental. I am far too busy conquering fictional markets to bother with actual ones. No offense is intended. No lawsuits, either. Unless you’re a protagonist. In which case… file away. I'll be waiting—with a better lawyer and a hostile takeover plan. This is fiction. Relax. Or invest. Discord— https://discord.gg/d2V5ydRb9T

James was a hustler who'd succeeded in retiring early, only for the pandemic to ruin all of his plans. He spent two years locked up inside playing video games and watching movies, only to be spiritually abducted just as the situation started improving. Now his name is Jin and he's a part of the Illusion Room Sect. A cultivation sect that creates scenarios for combat-focused cultivators to hone their skills. In other words, fully immersive video games. Will the gaming knowledge of his past life help him succeed in such a cut-throat world? Will he manage to break his two-year pandemic induced dry-spell? And most importantly, will he ever manage to surpass the rank of cannon fodder?