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[Crossover Harem] “Once you’ve got cheats, all that’s left is to enjoy yourself.” “FGO’s dream ending? Yours is fake. Mine is the real one. Yes, that one—the subspace version, the timeline where the Human Empire is peaceful and happy. Would I, the Emperor, lie to you?” “The Gastrea Virus? Children, I, Tiga, have come to return your light. Humans? What humans? I thought those were speed bumps.” “Kindness? I’m already invincible, yet I’m still willing to lower myself and rule over all of you. Isn’t that kind enough?” After transmigrating to Tokyo, Roser looked at his neighbor, Yotsuya Miko, and his landlady, Mrs. Kayako, and fell into deep thought. Is this so-called slice-of-life crossover really normal? What? There’s a cheat? Entries become reality? Worlds across the heavens—your Emperor, Lord of Cinder, and Savior has descended. And so… Artosh: “You call Tiga a member of the human race?” Gudako: “Mashu, I’m sure now. They’re the real Type-Moon canon.” Kaneki Ken, Ikari Shinji: “Homeland, your Emperor’s chosen has returned. Ah, praise the Emperor.” Iwanaga Kotoko: “He didn’t treat me as disabled. He didn’t treat me as human either.” Poor Little Saki: “Become a firekeeper? What are the benefits like?” Haruno: “Oh my, dear brother-in-law… if we do this, Yukino won’t get angry, will she?”

Peaceful days in Chaldea broke out and a passionate atmosphere in the air. Love blooms.... Bodies clash.... Short Steamy Stories in Chaldea. Stories with Gudao may have in the future. Forgive my writing. just newbie want to write his fetishes, hehe.

This is my first fanfic or story ever, I don't own either the characters or the original plot of FGO and English is not my first language --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- MC dies after being hospitalized for 6 months and wakes up in a white building where he is given the chance to reincarnate in the world of FGO with his own system and supporters

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路明非：“说出来你们不信，我20W字就结婚了。” ——震惊！起点第一本智能AI程序写作！居然写出了【路明非】在《Fate/Grand.order》世界不可思议的冒险故事！ （有绘梨衣） ↑简介苦手所以想想就用这样的介绍了，内容基本上等于书名。 萌新求收藏！求推荐票！

WARNING 18+ Sebagai darah campuran, Yuki tak bisa meminta banyak hal. Bahkan dia memang tak memiliki banyak hal. Karena itu dia berusaha agar orang-orang tak melihatnya, agar ketenangan didapatnya walau setitik. Tapi bagaimana bisa Yuki mendapat ketenangan jika orang itu akhirnya datang. Takdirnya sebagai Londo saja sudah rumit, bagaimana jika semua orang tahu bahwa ia adalah Soul- Seseorang yang ditakdirkan untuk bersanding dengan Sang Alpha. Pemimpin dari Kaum Bangsawan dari bangsa serigala. "Di sini ternyata." Yuki terlonjak kaget. Matanya membulat melihat siapa yang berdiri di ambang pintu toilet wanita. "A-aku udah bilang, ka-kamu salah orang!" "Salah orang?" dalam sekejap Yuki terkurung antara dinding dan kedua tangan kokoh lelaki itu. "Mana mungkin aku salah." Yuki tak sempat mengelak saat orang itu membungkam mulutnya dengan ciuman menggebu. Kedua tangan kecilnya entah sejak kapan ditahan, Yuki tak berkutik hingga napasnya hampir habis. Orang itu melepaskannya dengan napas menderu. "Benar, mana mungkin aku salah." Mata birunya yang cerah menatap Yuki dengan kobaran gairah.

Redmoon is a dark, atmospheric fantasy that follows a fractured soul awakening in a world where memory is as dangerous as the truth it hides. Beneath a blood-stained sky, reality bends, power comes at a cost, love is deep, but it flows over uncharted waters, unseen forces move with quiet, ruthless intent. As they are, they're drawn into a conflict far greater than themselves-one that blurs the line between fate and manipulation. In a world ruled by secrets and shadowed by a looming crimson eclipse, survival may demand more than just strength-it may require becoming something unrecognizable.

Darling is a fanatic of mystery novels. Murder, dismemberment - the gorier, the better. She always reads a bit before bed. To be honest, watching her devour those books with such relish every night kind of freaks me out. One evening, she was at it again. Curiously, I asked her if those books were really that interesting. Or if she had any... thoughts. She posed a question to me: "What do you think is the hardest part about killing someone?" "Erasing the evidence?" "Wrong." "Disposing of the body?" "Wrong." After I guessed incorrectly a few times, she told me what she thought was the toughest part of murder: "Choosing the victim."

In a universe where power is determined by a mark, Caius Dren is born without one. In order to earn his place, he enters a deadly competition where only the strongest survive. As alliances are formed and brutal challenges unfold, Caius must navigate a world of danger, betrayal, and unforeseen twists. Alongside a group of unlikely allies, he will face trials that push them to their limits, all while uncovering a greater mystery that could change the fate of the galaxy forever. With everything on the line, Caius must decide what he's willing to sacrifice for power—and whether the cost is worth it.

Before Feng Yi ascended the throne, no one wanted to marry this prince who lacked presence and was out of favor. After his ascension, the harem was filled with the daughters of high-ranking court officials. They were an eyesore to look at and vexing to deal with. He felt that even favoring them would defile his own dragon body. He decided to choose a woman with a fiery, arrogant, domineering, and jealous nature to enter the palace, to cast all this "trash" into the Cold Palace on his behalf. Song Yunzhao had transmigrated to ancient times for fourteen years, all the while laying low and just trying to get by. She was just waiting for the plot to begin, then she would transform into a villainess—arrogant, domineering, fiery, and jealous—so that she would be rejected from the selection and could then choose a husband to live a carefree and happy life with. Later, Song Yunzhao watched as His Majesty smiled at her with immense indulgence and said, "Zhaozhao, come here." Song Yunzhao immediately felt that something was terribly wrong, a chill running up from the soles of her feet. The damned Emperor wore a gentle expression, but his eyes were as cold as ice; he clearly wanted to use her as his blade!