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I Became a Sengoku Lord! (戦国王になった！)

Hello. I am Iwasawa Hiroshi, a normal 16-year old teenager who suddenly woke up in this weird world that looks like feudal japan. With no memories save for some things that I feel strangely knowledgable about, I just wanted to live a normal and quiet country-side life as a doctor. Or atleast that was the plan... "Huh?" "All Hail our new Daimyo! Lord Iwasawa Hiroshi!" "Banzai!!!" And so, it has started... I Became a Sengoku Lord!

16th Century : Reborn In Mediaeval India

[Dropped] In 1558, the fifteen-year-old Ayush wakes up to be transported back into medieval India, only to realize that he was the prince of the once-thriving Yadu Empire ruthlessly destroyed by the Mughal forces. In the evening, while escaping from the Mughals, Ayush unintentionally turns on a strange system that relates to him. That system was named the "Strongest Empire System" and has promised to restore and establish for him a new empire which might surpass all known civilizations at a certain point of history. He wanted to destroy the Mughal Empire which has destroyed his kingdom and almost killed his father. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• [System] [Harem] [Kingdom Building] [Empire] [Strong Leader] [Smart] [Quick Thinker] [Current Technology] [Black Technology] [Genetic development] [Killing] [Ruthless] [Indian Subcontinent ] [Mediaeval India] Please move to the main chapter for the real feal. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• For contact to Author, ig account :- skye.ternal

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The Blind Concubine [BL]

Disclaimer: This is a translation of the Chinese novel 瞎娘娘 by 洗泥 and not my own work. ≥﹏≤ *OFFLINE PURPOSES ONLY* o(〃＾▽＾〃)o Xi Ni (Author) Zoola & Luxiufer (translator) ———_______———_______——————_______———_______———_______———______———____ DESCRIPTION: A blind concubine lives in the cold palace. The blind concubine has a snow white cat. Day after day, year after year, he lives quietly in the courtyard of the cold palace. It is as if he has already been forgotten by the entire imperial palace. Until one day, the young emperor accidentally chances upon him…

Battle Royale of the Sinners

Tong, a sinner who was suffering endless torment in hell because of his mistake he had done in his previous life, was giving other chance to redeem himself by the devil. All he had to do was participating in the redemption program, organized by the gods and the devils. He would be reincarnated as a random citizen of China during the end of the era of the East Han, and the prelude of the era of the Three Kingdoms. He would also retain his memory and a cheat skill that he designed for himself. Tong later found himself reincarnated as Zhang Tong, the son of the Yellow Turbans leader, Zhang Jiao. The problem didn't end with just the dilemma of the Yellow Turbans Army. It appeared that other than him, there were 99 others from the modern world that reincarnated into this timeline with him as well. This redemption program by the gods and devils didn't seem to be simple. There was definitely something fishy going on. Then the hidden agenda revealed itself to the reincarnators. Zhang Tong had to utilize everything by any means necessary to survive this ordeal. -------------------------------------------------- This series is completed. Sequal: Lilim Heritage Online -------------------------------------------------- Discord: https://discord.gg/gRSnV3B --------------------------------------------------

Joy of Life

A family inclined to kindness and charity would grace the descendants. Thanks to one small act of kindness, by providence she comes across a grateful friend; Fortunate that her mother, has done an unperceived good deed…. Men should rescue the distressed and aid the poor… Who would have guessed that kindness in this world ultimately would be the road that one must choose, that proverbial fork in the road? Clouds of rain float on eastern winds as new vines start to blossom. Though drums of war roar too loudly and their brilliance has been lost, a green grass carpet greets the sun by the break of morning. Let us wait for the yellow leaves, a few gourds are harvested.

His Masked Knight

"It is futile" Duke Allen spoke, his amber eyes glinting with unwavering arrogance. "How dare you!?" the crude looking bandit growled as he took another spare dagger. "Don't bother" a sharp, clear-cut voice slashed his thoughts. "My my Edgar, you are frightening the poor soul. Look, he is not bothering to attack with his dagger" Duke chuckled, lacing his words with superiority. It only took a slash to paint the gravel and the ground with bright red. The ground also witnessed a 'thump' and a rolling head. "Wipe that cocky smirk off. It's repulsive" the knight spat out, his eyes were filled with fury at the aloofness exhibited by his master. What would have happened if I were late? "That's not how you speak with your Master, but that's okay.." Duke said, closing the distance between him and his knight. "After all, you are" he slightly bent himself to whisper in the ear of his knight "my one-and-only Edgar Radford" his hiss sent sharp tingles through the knight's body. A rush of rosy hue brightened his white cheeks accompanied by a slight throbbing. ***** Aristocracy, a privileged class holding hereditary titles. The class of the most powerful members of society. The ton or rather the Aristocracy retains notable title-holders. Among them is Allen Barnhart Ferdinand, the Duke of Alterimers. Commonly called "The Rapacious Eagle". When this Eagle decides to deracinate the rats, he rules out a need for a knight. When Edgar Radford proves to be potential knight, Allen chooses him. Mireille Isabelle Martin, the youngest daughter of Count Martin, witnesses her mother's murder at a young age, sworn to retaliate- Mireille bequeaths her old self to become Edgar Radford. Will being chosen by the Rapacious Eagle help her in her path? Or will she become a prey to the Eagle? When fate entangled their past, will they solve the mysteries it evokes? Disclaimer: This story is a pure work of fiction and any resemblance to reality is pure coincidence or vain expectatin.