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THIS STORY IS BEING UPDATED UNDER FANFICS WITH SOME CHANGES AND HEAVY IMPROVEMENT . He wakes up one day as Sukuna in a world he remembers from a game. His goal? To bring chaos to this realm, but his mere presence already complicates the storyline enough. Will he hide like a mouse in the Academy? No way! If he's already stirred chaos, he's going to take it, AND TRIPLE IT. Manipulation, murder, blackmail—you name it, he'll do it to climb to the top. Yet, despite his chaotic tendencies, he's not all bad. There are people he loves and will protect at any cost. Is he good, evil, or my favorite-chaotic? Who knows! But one thing's for sure—he's having a blast. He gets nerfed, but does he let that destroy his goals? HELL NAH! If you think this is a fanfic with no plot, no story, no character YOU'RE DEAD WRONG, at least I think so, unless I'm overestimating myself.

Check out my new Novel, Broken Calamity. ... What happens when the Evilest Demon, the King of Curses, Ryomen Sukuna reincarnates into the MHA world? ... I don't own jujutsu kaisen or MHA. I am just writing this novel for fun

A sukuna inspired MC, In the world of Onepunch man. i don't own the characters or settings and basically anything except from the MC named hakai i guess even he is inspired from sukuna with slight tweaks, I'm just using them and all things. Give credit to thier respective creators.

Coral Ocean is the best surfer - well in Pearl Beach, Miami. After a surfing accident, she began breathing underwater! Investigating her powers led her down her whirlpool of answers she didn't expect.

Fog rolled in and changed everything. It turned Michael's world upside down. It plucked him from his family and dumped him in a world that made no sense to him, a world of magic and monsters. What had happened to him? And why is he naked and covered in slime, trapped in a wooden room that shouldn't exist? For wood was illegal on recently terraformed Mars. On a noble estate, Isha mourns her brother, and seeks to avoid walking in her mother’s footsteps who won't even shed a tear in her son’s funeral. As she trains under a Great Mage, she learns her dreams to become a healer may not be as straight forward as she believed. Meanwhile, demonic activity grows across the Mandalin empire and the people whisper of: The Wrath of Helonar. ________________________ Updates: Daily updates until chapter 50. Then, Updated schedule: Sunday, Wednesday and Friday at at 6:17 (GMT +5:45). ________________________ Average Wordcount per chapter: 2000+ ________________________ Also available on: https://www.royalroad.com/fiction/164407/the-coral-dynasty

Benin City, 1895. Adesuwa Eghosa reads cowries in the market square, inheriting both her mother's gift and her mother's disgrace. Iyeman Eghosa was cast out of the palace's inner court fifteen years ago for reasons no one would ever explain. When master bronze-caster Idehen is found dead among his molds with the Ivie-Oba, the Oba's sacred coral regalia, shattered beside him, the palace has one moon to solve it: the anniversary rites are coming, and a British trade delegation is already asking pointed questions about what treasures Benin still holds. Captain Osaretin Ediae, the Iyase's son, gets six days of nothing. At the chief priest's insistence and over Osaretin's open scepticism. Adesuwa is brought into the workshop, where she reads what his evidence can't: no fear in the room, only argument. Idehen knew his killer, and the killer left through a door only an insider would use. Their investigation uncovers not a robbery but a year-long haemorrhage: fourteen treasury "restoration orders" in eleven months, all bearing the seal of Chief Iyoha, the Keeper of the Treasury, and the uncle who raised Osaretin after his mother's death. Idehen had been quietly weighing pieces, suspecting substitutions, and was due to bring it to the Oba directly the morning after he died. At the far end of the chain sits Aldous Kerr, a British trade agent buying palace antiquities through a river trader. As Adesuwa and Osaretin fall for each other across an unbridgeable rank divide, the palace closes ranks: a fifteen-year-old apprentice is framed, Adesuwa is dragged before a hostile priestly council, and a coral bead is left on her mother's divining cloth as a warning. Osaretin stakes his standing before the full court to defend her, and they finish the case as outsiders working the alleys instead of the offices intercepting Iyoha's next shipment on the river with his own ledger inside. Iyoha doesn't deny it. He argues he was selling what the British would seize anyway, building a fund to outlast an invasion he sees coming and admits he never intended to kill Idehen, only to reason with him. He's exiled, stripped of title. The coral is repaired with bronze beads where real coral couldn't be recovered, and the rites proceed unblemished before the delegation. Eleven pieces are already gone forever, bound for glass cases abroad. Adesuwa accepts a court appointment as consultant to the priesthood on condition she keeps her market stall and she and Osaretin end the book together, with a foreign ship still at anchor in the harbour.

Princess Nerida is next in line for the coral throne beneath the sea. But when she rescues a human pirate prince from drowning, the tides shift. Their love is punishable by death and yet, the ocean sings of them.

Seventeen-year-old Marco Reyes, a rising basketball talent from Manila, is offered a transformative opportunity to join Coral Heights Basketball Academy, a prestigious institution on a private island in the Philippines. Leaving behind his modest life and supportive single mother, Marco enters a world of elite training and fierce competition. At Coral Heights, Marco faces rigorous practices, high expectations, and complex rivalries among fellow athletes. As he adjusts to his luxurious yet challenging new environment, he must navigate personal doubts and build meaningful connections. His journey is one of self-discovery, learning the true meaning of success, perseverance, and growth. "Coral Heights" explores Marco's quest to overcome obstacles and fulfill his dreams in the high-stakes world of professional basketball.

Após uma vida solitária e sem propósito, Shiori é atropelado e encontra-se diante de um Criador enigmático. Renascido em um mundo mágico como Sukuna, com o corpo e os poderes do Rei das Maldições, ele descobre ser o príncipe de um reino que o rejeita devido à sua aparência monstruosa. Condenado à execução aos sete anos, Sukuna foge, decidido a sobreviver, desafiar os opressores e moldar seu destino em um mundo onde poder e medo andam lado a lado. Uma jornada de vingança, autodescoberta e a busca por se tornar um verdadeiro rei começa.

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?"