I, Lord Ravager, Utterly Loyal!

I’m a modern-day duel addict—cards, combos, and perfect lines are basically my native language. So when I wake up in the Duel Monsters era, my first thought is simple: Easy mode. These people are practically playing with stone tablets. I’ll crush them. …Except reality hits me like a direct attack to the face. Wait—why are these “primitive-era” decks so terrifyingly optimized? Wait—why am I the reincarnation of Kisara? Wait—why do I run straight into Seto Kaiba the moment I arrive? And then comes the final blow: To unlock new decks and stronger cards, I have to keep dueling—constantly. Fine. If this world runs on duels… Then let’s duel. Bring it on.

From Kiana, Lord Ravager, Onward — A Grand Fabricated History

Uma Musume, but My Cheat Power

Warhammer: My Primarch Is Remi

When you’ve only got five years left, what would you do? Coast through life in comfort? Or give it everything you’ve got? If it’s only five years… then I’ll become a shooting star on the track— even if, like a real shooting star, I have to burn myself out to shine. — Eternal Meteor

Nicole: “Um… Chiya, things have been a little tight lately—Wah! H-hey, don’t point that syringe at me! I’ll definitely pay you back next time, I swear! Phew… Chiya, you know how it is… could you maybe give me some meds…? H-hey, hey, hey! Anby, help me!” Jane: “Doctor Chiya, I’ll be relying on you again this time~ Ease this worn-out body of mine, fill my spirit back up… Oh? You’re mad? Alright, alright, I’ll stop. Then later, be a good boy and lie down in my arms—don’t make me do it myself, okay?” Caesar: “Chiya, I’m counting on you again. Sigh…!!! A-a shot?! Hahaha, I just remembered I’ve got something to do, I’ll be going now—Wah! Lucy! Burnice! Let go of me! The needle’s coming in!” Wise & Belle: “Chiya! Don’t get abducted by bad women! (laughing) We’re your childhood sweethearts! (stirring the pot)” Chiya: “I even helped cover your electricity bill… so why are you all just standing there watching…?” The miracle doctor of Sixth Street. The Cunning Hares’ creditor. The barefoot doctor of the Sons of Calydon. An Asclepius spoken of in the same breath as Phaethon… …but none of that matters to Chiya. Teacher… where are you…? Belle, Wise, me… we miss you so much…

【Sports-Style Lunchbox】Ling: Doesn’t anyone feel like the nicknames in this group are kind of weird? 【Purple Sweet Potato & Taro Paste】Kafka: Not at all. Everyone’s nicknames are really cute. 【Standard Lunchbox】Sakiko: Weird? I think they’re pretty normal. 【Roasted Eggplant】Mash: I’ve wanted to say this forever! Mine doesn’t sound nice at all! 【Giant Daifuku】Tsunade: Nicknames don’t matter. Who cares? 【Group Owner】: Ahem! Here’s the thing—we’re a foodie chat group, so everyone’s nickname is randomly assigned from foods and tableware. 【Sports-Style Lunchbox】Ling: Random, huh? 【suspicious.gif】 【Purple Sweet Potato & Taro Paste】Kafka: Put that on hold—the Milky Way’s gone into another Bad End. Boss, hurry up and cosplay the Last King.

From Demon Slayer to Grand Ass

In a crossover into the DC Universe, fifteen-year-old Ben Tennyson becomes his favorite namesake and, with the Omnitrix in hand, decides to become a hero. Ben Tennyson: “I want to join the Justice League!” Batman: “No. You’re not mature enough.” Ben Tennyson: “Then what about Shazam? His real age is even younger than mine!” Shazam: “I have the Wisdom of Solomon!” Ben Tennyson: “Yeah—more like locked-door wisdom.” …

[Ciwemao — 5-million-word completed record.] Bad news: you’re dead. Good news: you’ve transmigrated. Bad news: it’s the TYPE-MOON world. Good news: you’re the protagonist—Fujimaru Ritsuka. Magi, Heroic Spirits, Dead Apostles… Beneath what looks like a normal world lies a hidden reality—one where death can strike at any moment. At first, the naïve Ritsuka knows none of this. He’s simply living a carefree life in an orphanage. Until one day— He meets a terrifying, hunched old man, who says to him: “I am Zouken Matou. From today on, I’m your grandfather.” From that moment, Fujimaru Ritsuka’s life begins to diverge into a completely different path. And to this day, Fujimaru Ritsuka will never forget that day. … This synopsis can’t do it justice—please proceed to the main text.

“I’m Huo Linfei. Just a moment ago, the bumper of a ‘Hundred-Ton King’ was only 0.01 centimeters from my nose bridge. The next second, I appeared inside a room drenched in a sleek, sci-fi glow.” 【Hello, Host.】 “Smack!” Huo Linfei slapped himself hard across the face. “So it’s not a hallucination…” 【Correct. This is not a hallucination. You are currently inside the Herta Space Station.】 【Right now, a force known as the Antimatter Legion is attacking the space station. You must defeat a dangerous unit called the Doomsday Beast.】 “Me? Fight the Doomsday Beast? Are you kidding?” Huo Linfei’s eyes went wide. He lifted a hand and pointed at himself—then suddenly noticed something heavy on his left hand…

Hōjō Yoru transmigrates into a “daily-life” crossover world and grows up to become Tokyo’s picture-perfect golden boy—top of his class, unbeatable in sports, and effortlessly handsome. He thought it would be a calm, beautiful youth story… so why are there Devils straight out of Chainsaw Man? And what’s with these “vampires”? Human-like monsters that hunt at night, a camera that can photograph wandering souls—this world is completely not normal. Luckily, neither is he. The strongest Devil Hunter. A garlic-feeding menace to vampires. A hands-on exorcist who “sends spirits off” with pure physical force—also a professional photographer. A gourmet who specializes in tasting supernatural creatures. He makes his grand entrance! “Ouroboros—use your invincible Hōjō Yoru brain and think of something!”

Spiritual energy resurges. Otherworldly forces invade. A phenomenon called the Abyss Realm descends—if it isn’t cleared within the time limit, monsters from another world will break through and flood into reality. On the desktop of legendary gamer Jiang Cheng, a mysterious game appears out of nowhere: 《Abyss Frontier》. Clear dungeons, earn rewards—then watch those rewards feed back into the real world. If beating a game can save the world… then watch me do it in one life, no continues. But even after Jiang Cheng has conquered countless instances, visitors from the other side still begin to step into reality… “Don’t you clowns chase women and get in the way of my gaming!” Jiang Cheng said, with absolute sincerity.

From Junkman to Wasteland Machinist

Naruto: Weaving the Future, Be

Elf: My Starter Pokémon Is Inc

The Way the Umamusume Look at

I’m Grinding Proficiency Like Crazy in Food Wars!

Honkai: Is This Still the Previous Era?