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¡La pseudo-Guerra del Santo Grial de Snowfield está a punto de comenzar! Moran, que ha transmigrado al universo Type-Moon, está decidido a completar el juego en una sola vida. Esperando en línea, ¡urgente! ¡Ding! ¡Has activado con éxito el Simulador de Vida! • 【Expulsaste a los dioses mecánicos olímpicos extranjeros, tomaste la mano de la diosa madre de la Tierra y fundaste una nueva nación y mitología.】 • 【Eres el señor del Castillo del Milenio, al que se le ha otorgado el nombre de Brunestud, y el amado gobernante de la tierra a los ojos de la Luna Carmesí.】 • 【Eres el Rey Final de la Era de los Dioses, que por sí solo evitó su declive y garantizó que la Era Divina de Gran Bretaña perdurara hasta nuestros días.】 Detrás de esta deslumbrante vida simulada, Moran se enfrenta ahora a... Arcueid: «¿No se suponía que ibas a recogerme en el Castillo del Milenio? ¿Por qué estás aquí, en la Guerra del Santo Grial?». Artoria: «¡Basta! ¡Vuelve a Gran Bretaña conmigo!». Ereshkigal: «¡Moran! ¿Quiénes son todas estas mujeres?». A medida que su cada vez mayor círculo de admiradoras se acerca, Moran se da cuenta de que... Esta podría ser la «Guerra del Grial Renal» más difícil de la historia. --------------------------------- NT: Esto es una traducción

Fujii Itsuki unexpectedly found himself in Konoha on the night of the Kyuubi rampage. Although it was a dangerous situation Itsuki still survived. His Isekai life was as dull as it gets, he didn't have any talent for being a shinobi nor did he have a system. Itsuki was prepared to live his life as a lazy bum but unexpectedly he received a summons from the Third, only to find out a piece of shocking news. " Itsuki I have arranged a marriage for you, the other party is Uzumaki Kushina, I hope you will agree to this marriage " Facing the request of the Hokage, Itsuki could only reluctantly agree while apologising to Minato who died a few days ago. It's not like he wanted to steal his wife but he was threatened into it. 'Sorry Minato, But don't worry I will raise Naruko like she is my own child and take care of Kushina well, and never let her feel any loneliness' Itsuki's seemingly ordinary life was turned upside down due to a single event. *************** Discord link : https://discord.gg/AyFd3NRMTA This is inspired by an MTL novel. This is not a translation. Other then the first 3 chapters there is no similarity. It's not a rewrite either since it's completely different. But just in case you want to get a glimpse of the dumpster fire I will leave a link. Link: https://www.mtlnovel.com/naruto-forced-to-marry-narutos-mother-at-the-beginning/ Pat**on: patreon.com/Life_Sa_Beach

What to do when you wake up in a world that shouldn't exist? When can you look forward only to your death and nothing much more? You live, that's what you do, but in this world, it isn't as easy as you think. Check Fanfiction(dot)net for the rest of the chapters and other stories. It is the same name. (I am the original author, just transitioning to Webnovel too.)

Las llamas que no apagué empieza con una pregunta sin terminar: Twice, muriendo, le pregunta a Dabi ¿tú crees que alguien como yo merece...? y no llega al final. Esa pregunta se instala en Dabi como una herida que no sabe cómo cauterizar, y lo que abre no se puede volver a cerrar. Lo que sigue es el desmoronamiento lento de la identidad de Dabi desde adentro: misiones donde empieza a hacer cálculos que no debería hacer, mentiras a Shigaraki para proteger a civiles que deberían ser daño colateral, y la certeza final de que hay una línea que sus pies no van a cruzar. Deserta a las cinco de la mañana, con miedo, porque es lo correcto y no porque sea fácil. El centro de la historia es el proceso que sigue: un año de encierro, un psicólogo paciente, un cuaderno azul, y visitas. Rei que dice lo que no dijo en el banco del estanque. Natsuo que llega enojado, se queda enojado, y viene igual todos los martes porque las dos cosas pueden coexistir. Endeavor que dice la verdad sin suavizarla. Shoto que simplemente está. Después: libertad vigilada, un departamento propio, trabajo de consultoría, licencia provisional, el nombre de héroe — solo Touya. La primera misión solitaria. La vida construida en pequeño, real, con el inventario todavía presente pero sin que aplaste lo demás. En el capítulo final, Natsuo le da la respuesta a la pregunta de Twice: merece estar aquí. El epílogo es un cuenco con grieta en el escritorio y un martes cualquiera con ramen.

495/5000 He renacido, la secuela de la guerra aún permanece en mi cuerpo, ha llegado la hora de la verdad, cerraré los ojos al destino inevitable que acompaña a quienes cruzan el limbo de la vida hacia lo desconocido, el paso de la vida a la muerte. ¿Arrepentimientos? Lo único que lamento es que no voy a ver la tierra donde nací de nuevo, ni podría darles a los que una vez me amaron la vida que soñé, la guerra nos quitó todo, la guerra ... No soy dueño de la historia todos los créditos para la maestra jk rowling

Biglaang nahilo at na-comatose si Amihan. Ilang linggo na siyang walang malay subalit sabi ng kanyang duktor ay nananaginip siya. Natagpuan na lamang niya ang sarili sa panahon nila Jose Rizal, Mariano Ponce at Marcelo H. Del Pilar. Ang kanya bang kasalukuyan ay may kinalaman sa kanyang nakaraan? Bakit pati mga taong malalapit sa kanya ay naroroon din sa lumang panahon? Anong hiwaga ang nagdulot noon sa kanyang buhay? Tunghayan ang pakikipagsapalaran ni Amihan sa dalawang panahon. ------ Abiso: Ang balat ng nobela ay hiniram ko lamang sa Teichert Gallery. Hindi ito akin. Image subject to copyright

Vanessa’s inheritance, upon the death of her parents, was a mountain of debt and an arranged marriage. Her greedy uncle had eagerly sold her off to be the aging Count’s latest bride. To break the engagement, she needed a scandal. A truly dreadful, utterly ruinous scandal. *** “Vanessa.” “….” “Is life so tedious?” he drawled, incredulous. “That you’d waste it entangled with the likes of me?” ※ This novel’s chapters are half chapters, but they’re numbered normally to make things simple.

After the events of Devil May Cry 5, the world is no longer truly stable. Beneath the surface of a fragile peace, anomalies begin to appear—distortions where reality feels “torn,” as if something is still leaking from the demon world. From a classified facility known only as The Ark, a failed experiment once called Project Eclipse has left behind a single survivor: Kael Vespera. Engineered from forbidden human and demonic fusion research, Kael was never meant to exist outside the laboratory. Armed with a living weapon known as Eclipse Requiem, Kael is deployed as a weapon against rising demonic outbreaks. Cold, strategic, and efficient in combat, he hides a more unstable truth: every enemy he kills brings him closer to losing his own identity. As Kael hunts down increasingly unnatural entities, he begins uncovering traces of The Ark’s past—and a hidden truth suggesting he was not a success… but the beginning of something far worse. In a world where even heroes can become weapons, Kael must decide whether he is still a hunter… or the next disaster waiting to happen.

Transported into the Marvel Universe, I find myself reborn as a powerful financial tycoon — determined to become a wholesome capitalist radiating positivity and good vibes… That was the plan, anyway. Until Hawk met Aunt May — the MCU version — no longer the shy young woman of her early years, but a graceful, alluring beauty in her thirties, with the warmth of experience and the elegance of maturity… and a widow, no less. In that moment, Hawk made up his mind: he had to take Peter Parker in — as his nephew, of course. —————————— NOTE: This fanfic includes crossover elements, featuring characters from outside the Marvel universe — such as the Ninja Turtles, John Wick, Cipher from Fast & Furious, the witches from The Witch (Korean film), various Chinese & Korean TV series characters, and even real-world figures like Christina Aguilera, Miranda Kerr, and the Kardashians. Most are female for the harem, though some, like Shredder and Krang from the Ninja Turtles, are exceptions. —————————— PATREON LINK: https://www.patreon.com/primaldemon

Shen Lu opens her eyes to find she has transmigrated into a wasteland world, becoming the fake young lady who was kicked out of her home. With her is her equally miserable fiancé, the future major villain. Fortunately, her golden finger activates, and in this wasteland world where the average person can't even get a single hot meal, she embarks on the path to riches through food. Egg waffles, spicy hotpot, and crawfish. Braised pork belly, crock-pot soup, and egg fried rice. ... From a small stall to a small shop. Then from a restaurant to a holiday resort, in less than two years, Shen Lu's name became known throughout the world. Countless celebrities and dignitaries hold out Star Coins, begging for just one bite of Shen Lu's cooking. The Shen Family, who had used her up and ruthlessly abandoned her, regret their past actions, crying and shouting as they beg for her forgiveness. Shen Lu crosses her arms: "Sure. Why don't you slit your throats first to show me your sincerity?"