The Heavens' Traveler : Starting from the Dungeon

What do you do when you're out at sea without a ship? Allen: “Steal one.” What do you do when there's no crew on board? Allen: “Dig them from others.” What do you do when you have people but no supplies? Allen: “Rob the Marines.” Treasure? Famous swords? Devil Fruits? Beautiful women? Allen: “Brothers, look! That transport ship up ahead was practically delivered from the heavens—it has everything we need!” Transmigrated into the world of One Piece with the monstrous combat talent and Hanma bloodline from the Baki universe, Allen refuses to play by anyone’s rules. He starts with nothing but his two fists and an unyielding will. In the East Blue, where the weak are prey and dreams are crushed daily, Allen begins his legend by toppling tyrants, poaching elite talents, and building his crew through sheer force and charisma. He steals the Black Cat Pirates’ ship and crew. He recruits the genius chef Sanji before the Straw Hat can. He shatters Arlong’s reign to claim Nami and her village’s future. With a black captain’s coat billowing like a demon’s shadow and a savage lion-skull Jolly Roger flying high, Allen declares war on the entire sea. “I don’t chase the One Piece for glory. I just want the biggest, most dazzling stage where my strength can bloom without limits.” Freedom. Power. Conquest. He will take them all—by stealing ships, stealing people, and stealing destiny itself. My name is Allen. I advocate for absolute freedom. And I will become the most willful, reckless, and unstoppable pirate this world has ever seen. The Demon Lion has set sail.

A burnt-out “code monkey” dies after a gaming binge and is reborn as Kōe Shihouin, an abandoned child in the brutal District 80. His fate changes when Yamamoto Genryūsai recognizes him as a once-in-a-millennium prodigy and takes him as his final disciple. While others treat Kidō as rigid magic, Kōe approaches it like programming—analyzing and rebuilding it to create innovative techniques like “Combination Kidō” with unmatched precision. But he hides a dangerous secret: two souls within him, granting immense power and the rare ability to wield two Zanpakutō. Framed for murder and exiled for 150 years, Kōe’s punishment is actually a cover for a covert mission investigating the Quincy resurgence. When he returns to a Seireitei on the brink of chaos, he must clear his name, confront Azashiro Sōya, and survive deadly noble clan politics—including a forced marriage to Yoruichi Shihōin. With knowledge of the future and a blade that defies death, Kōe rises as one of Soul Society’s most unorthodox geniuses, destined to change its fate forever.

After two years of maxing out his Minecraft system in a solitary pixelated world, Zenith is bored. He has defeated the Ender Dragon, forged enchanted Netherite gear, and amassed gold that could collapse any economy,. Just as he reaches his limit of isolation, his "Multiplayer Server List" finally updates. First stop: 1987, Japan. Joining Jotaro Kujo and the Stardust Crusaders, Zenith realizes that his "Square Logic" is the ultimate universal cheat,. Stand powers? Meet my Sharpness V Netherite Blade. Unstoppable vampires? Try a stack of TNT. With a single splash of a Regeneration Potion, he regrows Joseph Joestar’s lost hand, proving that in a world of spirits, nothing beats a block,. But his journey is only beginning. From becoming Shirou Emiya’s billionaire "Uncle" and recruiting Saber into his inter-dimensional foundation,,, to handing out Ultraman transformation devices to help the Survey Corps curb-stomp the Titans—Zenith is no longer just a player,. He is the Architect of Fate. In an omniverse of magic and monsters, he has one message for the Gods: “You’re lagging my server.” What to expect: • The Ultimate MC System: If he can craft it, he can conquer it,. • Epic Crossovers: Adventures across JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure, Fate/stay night, Frieren, and Attack on Titan,,,. • Pure OP Satisfaction: Watch a bored "Square God" dismantle anime’s greatest villains with a yawn and a block,,. Step through the portal. The Infinite Build has just begun

He didn't mean to summon a goddess. He was just picking a champion. When an ordinary young man from Earth clicks Janna during champion select, he doesn't expect to wake up in a cramped rented room in the city of Zaun — inside the body of a dead factory apprentice. He doesn't expect the real Janna, an ancient wind goddess, to materialize in front of him, furious and bound to his will by a cosmic summon she cannot break. And he definitely doesn't expect her to fit in his shirt pocket. This is Levi's new life. Twenty-four hours a day on his feet. Twelve-hour shifts soldering circuit boards for pennies. Chem-gas thick enough to chew. A landlord who charges rent on a room barely big enough to turn around in. And now, a thumb-sized goddess who despises him perched on his shoulder, quietly seething. The previous Levi left behind nothing but debt — loan sharks, gang threats, and a brilliant younger sister named Lina struggling to keep her scholarship at the prestigious University of Piltover while the world reminds her every day that she was born on the wrong side of the canal. The new Levi has something the old one didn't: knowledge. Memories of an entire world's worth of history, philosophy, and ideas that this world has never seen. He puts them to work — not with a sword, not with magic, but with words. A single historical essay, written quietly by lamplight after a factory shift, begins to move through Piltover like a current. It reaches a disillusioned genius professor. It reaches a sheltered heiress who can read minds but has never once touched real life. It reaches every Zaunite student who has ever been told to be grateful for the scraps they're given. Meanwhile, the goddess he's supposedly enslaved is starting to wonder whether her "Summoner" is a villain, a revolutionary, or simply the most annoying person she has ever been forced to share a pocket with.

He crossed over into Sengoku-era Japan with all the excitement of a lifelong anime fan— —and immediately died with a broken spear through his chest. Before he could speak. Before he could even understand what was happening. When he opened his eyes again, his heart no longer beat. His skin was ice-cold. His sclera had turned pitch-black. And crimson light burned within his pupils like a demon awakened from hell itself. He had become a Ghost Samurai. An undead yōkai rejected by both the living and the dead, cursed to wander the boundary between human and demon in the world of InuYasha. The only thing preserving his sanity was a mysterious ability known as the **[Affinity System]**. But unlike every overpowered system from the novels he once read, this one had a ridiculous limitation: It only worked on Non-Living Entities. Not humans. Not demons. Not heroines. Only objects old enough to possess a soul. Cursed swords. Ancient armor. Forgotten relics. Divine artifacts feared even by yōkai. His very first contract was with **Muramasa** — a legendary blood-drinking tachi with the personality of a spoiled princess, an obsession with killing intent, and the emotional stability of a toxic girlfriend. If he doesn't praise her after battle, she refuses to cooperate. Now reborn as **Kōbe Hikaru**, he must survive a brutal era where monsters roam the night, onmyōji manipulate the shadows of Kyoto, and ancient yōkai awaken beneath the moonlight. The Shikon Jewel has resurfaced. Kikyō still walks the earth. The Night Parade of a Hundred Demons grows larger with every passing moon. And powerful factions have begun hunting the undead swordsman carrying a cursed blade and the scent of death itself. He possesses no plot armor. No chosen-one destiny. No holy powers. Only an undead body, a sarcastic cursed sword, and knowledge of a world that refuses to follow the anime he remembers. Because reality is crueler than fiction. Especially in Sengoku-era Japan. A dead samurai. A sentient cursed blade. And the world of InuYasha completely off the rails.

I Transmigrated Into a Corrupted World... So I’ll Slaughter Every NTR Bastard Before They Touch My Women. Shiroko died cursing trashy novels—only to wake up as Hanyu Yuichi, the young heir of a massive pharmaceutical empire in a fusion world of depraved anime. Armed with the Goddess Record, a divine system that lets him mark, protect, and claim destined heroines, he gains the power to see through every lie and twisted desire. With the Eye of Investigation exposing the filth around him, Shiroko vows to rewrite the tragic fates of these peerless beauties. The chemistry teacher planning to drug and share his stepdaughters? The twisted stepson lusting after his own stepmother? The corrupt elites and hidden degenerates who treat women as toys? They all die. No sharing. No mercy. No second chances. Backed by Devil Fruits, lightning abilities, superhuman strength, and an ever-growing harem of breathtaking women — including the gentle and voluptuous Mitsuko, the pure and devoted Marina, the fiery tsundere Airi, and many more — Shiroko will crush every NTR scum and sadistic pervert in this rotten world. In a universe built on tragedy and betrayal, one man will become the ultimate shield and conqueror. "Those who dare reach for my goddesses... will beg for death."

In the shinobi world of Naruto, on the fateful night the Nine-Tails rampages through Konoha's streets, a lean, sharp-eyed teenager named Uchiha Hengchuan is walking home — calmly — with a grocery bag. Hengchuan is no ordinary Uchiha. He is a transmigrator: a soul reborn from the modern world into the ninja universe he once only knew as a story. With the quiet detachment of someone who has lived one life already and lost everything twice over, he views Konoha, the Uchiha clan, and the grand shinobi drama unfolding around him as someone else's business. He knows the plot. He knows who lives, who dies, and who saves the world. It has nothing to do with him. From birth, a mysterious System has granted him one randomly drawn ability per year. At age one, his very first draw was catastrophic good luck: an SS-Rank Sage Body — the same tier as the Sage of Six Paths and the Ōtsutsuki clan. The result? His body endlessly absorbs natural energy far beyond his control, and the moment he tries to mold chakra, it detonates. He has already leveled Konoha's ninja academy twice, earned permanent expulsion before ever graduating, and become the village's most feared — and avoided — resident. The locals call him Konoha's Second Sun. He calls it an inconvenience. Armed with a Mangekyo Sharingan, all five chakra natures, monstrous physical strength, and a body harder than a tailed beast, Hengchuan wants only one thing: peace and quiet. But when the Nine-Tails bursts into the village streets, he finds himself dragged in anyway — ending up riding the beast's skull, delivering iron-fisted blows to its face, and casually slapping the scheming village elder Danzo across a ruined street, all while complaining nobody will leave him alone. As the great shinobi saga unfolds — the Fourth Hokage's sacrifice, the rise of the prophesied child, the rot festering beneath Konoha's surface — Uchiha Hengchuan remains stubbornly apart: too powerful to be ignored, too indifferent to be moved, and far too blunt to play politics. But in a world of clan conspiracies, tailed-beast catastrophes, and destiny calling from every direction, can even the most apathetic walking catastrophe truly stay uninvolved forever?

They say a Common Body has no future. No golden seas. No radiant meridians. No destiny written in the stars. He didn't care. While legends are busy being chosen, he's been quietly waiting in a world starved of spiritual energy — building something patient, deep, and completely his own. Five years of grinding what others would call a dead-end path. Five years of proving the world wrong, one breakthrough at a time. Then the multiverse opens its doors. Suddenly he's walking through worlds that everyone else only reads about — subduing ancient soul beasts with a calm that makes them forget they were ever fearless, drinking tea with grave-robbing Daoists in the ruins of fallen emperors, and giving unsolicited life advice to the next generation of legends before anyone realizes who he is. He doesn't announce himself. He doesn't need to. In the frozen north, rulers bow. In the Eastern Wastelands, Great Emperors take notice. In the world of flames and alchemy, elders whisper his name behind closed doors. A Common Body. A Heaven Devouring Demonic Lid. A smile that never quite reaches his eyes. He didn't choose to be the protagonist of every world he walks into. But somehow — it keeps happening anyway.