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Being chosen by the Knights of God will grant you immortality! Blake (smirking): "Who are you trying to fool? Satan is already ashes!" Improving your strength can lead to a higher status! Blake (playing with his fingers in boredom): "I think my current status is pretty high. There's no need to raise it any further." Life and death battles increase your domineering strength! Blake (looking up in surprise): "What if he really dies?" The people at the bottom of this world are struggling painfully. Please work hard to change the world! Blake (with a puzzled look on his face): "What does their suffering have to do with me? What will I do if they change the world?" Yim is too strong to be defeated! Black (reassured): "But there's still Luffy. I'll fight him after he's done!" Why do you dare to participate in the battle between gods and demons? Blake (crooked mouth): "I! Have! Hang!" This is a Gou Dao Tianlong person, get out! Blake (struggling): "I don't accept it! Why can't the Celestial Dragons just hide?"

Transported to Toril, Anser quickly realizes one terrible truth: The Weave has collapsed—again. With magic spiraling out of control and rumors of the Spellplague resurfacing, Faerûn descends into chaos. When creatures from the Underdark assault Baldur’s Gate, the arcane order of the world begins to crumble. But for Anser, this disaster is also an opportunity. Armed with metamagic, leveling progression, and the roll of the d20, he steps onto a path that will take him through Neverwinter, the Abyss, the Nine Hells, Mount Celestia, the Shadowfell, and the Feywild—where dragons rule the skies and gods gamble with fate. In a world where magic is broken, only those who can bend it will survive. .... This is a translation of a Chinese Novel, with minor changes in some parts of the original story.

Lucien, an eleven-year-old British wizard who transmigrated from his previous life as a university student, attempts to board the Hogwarts Express by running through Platform Nine and Three-Quarters at King's Cross Station. Instead of arriving at the magical platform, he crashes into the barrier and is somehow transported to Atlanta, Georgia. Disoriented, he wakes up on a deserted street surrounded by walkers. Before he can process what's happened, a horde begins chasing him. In a desperate attempt to escape, he's saved at the last moment by Shane Walsh, a deputy sheriff from King County. ---------- ---------- I do not own Harry Potter, The Walking Dead or anything related to it. All rights belong to their respective owners, including J.K. Rowling, Warner Bros. Entertainment, and AMC Networks. Warnings: - AU - Zombies - Magic

This is the original, so don’t even think about stealing it — bastards. I was inspired by the translation of the Chinese fanfic [Unlimited Blind Box at HxH], which is honestly a banger. While I’m at it, let me recommend another one: [Hunter X Hunter: I Got Stronger After I Died]. It doesn’t follow canon too strictly, which is what makes it good (though unfortunately the translation stopped at chapter 171). Positive comments and support are always welcome. Negative ones? I’ll accept those too — but be ready to receive a cursed Post-Mortem Nen enhancement in the form of an itchy lower back, aching kneecaps, and sudden tooth decay between your gums. As for the story itself… the title should already give you a good enough idea. I’m not writing some Japanese isekai with a full plot in the name. Read it and judge for yourself — it’s not like there’s a ton of fics for this fandom anyway. Take what you get — no whining! (I translate it from Russian to English with ChatGPT, so good luck with it. I would personally reccomend read it from Russian one, and translate in app to your preferred language.)

Kenta thought his new life in the world of the Star Rail would be a breeze. After traveling through time and space, he found himself with a decent ability to control fire and a very simple goal: "I should just live a simple life." No "Golden Fingers," no world-ending ambitions—just a guy and his flames. Or so he thought. The peace is shattered when Kenta realizes he is missing a massive chunk of his memories. To uncover his forgotten past, he joins the trailblazing journey across the stars. But as he meets the most powerful women in the galaxy, he discovers a terrifying truth: his past self was a busy man. From "debts" he doesn't remember to promises he definitely shouldn't have made, Kenta's journey to find himself is paved with jealous glares and romantic chaos.

Zayn ul-Abidin Rai was nobody special. A twenty-two-year-old IT graduate from Lahore, sweating through his cousin's wedding in Kot Addu, dodging marriage questions and stealing cigarettes behind the mango orchard. Then the light came. Not lightning. Just severance—one moment adjusting turbans, the next standing in a white room with nineteen strangers from worlds called Earth, Mars, Avalon, Eden Prime. [WELCOME, SELECTED ZAYN UL-ABIDIN RAI. THE NEXUS AWAITS.] The Nexus is survival entertainment for gods. Abductees thrown into horror films and apocalyptic scenarios—Resident Evil, Alien, The Matrix. Survive, earn points, buy power. Die, and become a statistic. Veterans include cultivators who shatter mountains, mages who speak dead languages, cyborgs with nuclear hearts. They look at Zayn—skinny, brown, claiming to be a "farmer's son"—and see dead weight. They're half right. Zayn is a farmer's son. His bones carry Mughal soldiers and partition refugees. What he hides—what only his System interface confirms—is his Talent: Infinite Comprehension. Absolute understanding of all phenomena. Instant mastery. Evolution beyond theoretical limits. Completely undetectable. He learns anything perfectly. A martial art demonstrated once becomes muscle memory. A spell formula glanced at becomes intuitive. A virus touched becomes data, then cure, then weapon. He improves what he learns—pushes skills past designed limits into something their creators never imagined. The catch? The talent hides itself. To observers, Zayn simply learns fast, gets lucky, has good instincts. Uniqueness is a death sentence in the Nexus. Administrators harvest anomalies. Veterans eliminate threats. The Selectors—cosmic children running this multiversal slaughterhouse—collect rare specimens. So Zayn becomes an actor. The cautious teammate. Tech-savvy support. Lucky survivor. Behind the mask, he devours. Comprehends. Evolves. While others bleed through scenarios, he studies the architecture of their suffering and builds a ladder out. He comprehends the T-virus—becomes immune to all disease. The Predator's cloaking—develops perfect stealth. The Force, magic, cultivation, nanotechnology, divine authority, time itself—weaves them into something hidden behind "I read about it once." He builds the Periphery: misfits from edges of their worlds, bound by knowing the center kills. He builds an economy selling "training guides"—his comprehended knowledge, diluted to seem learnable. He builds enemies: the Wang family young master who sees a rival, the Machine God cult detecting his System's signature, the Selectors noticing suspiciously dropping casualty rates. Through it all, Zayn dreams in Punjabi. Prays unseen. Carries his mother's biryani recipe uneaten—cooking it would mean accepting he's never going home. He is alone inter-narratively—a character who knows he's in a story, hiding from the author. His comprehension extends to tropes, plot armor, the reader's eye. He uses even that. Two thousand chapters. Twenty arcs. The Periphery becomes an army, then a nation, then a multiversal empire. Zayn its phantom emperor—ruling through puppets, always appearing as just another survivor, just another lucky fool. He kills gods by comprehending their divinity, then rewriting it. Breaks systems by understanding their code. Faces alternate versions of himself—chaos, destruction, order—and absorbs them into unity containing all possibilities. He becomes The Arbiter. The Root. The Gardener. The First Comprehender. And returns. Kot Addu. The wedding. Two seconds after he left. His mother's hand still raised. Zayn, who has commanded armies across ten thousand realities, who has rewritten physics when it inconvenienced him, smiles and says: "The turban's fine, Ami. Let me help with the guests." He has comprehended the final secret: power means nothing without context. Infinity is loneliness without sharing. The greatest comprehension is choosing to limit yourself—to be small, human, home

Survival in a mafia romance game requires seduction, betrayal, and choosing the right mob boss. But thriller writer Tisha is armed with something far more dangerous: basic common sense. When a glitching, aggressively romantic otome game starts invading her actual life, Tisha must survive forced proximity tropes, sniper crosshairs, and four highly lethal suitors—all while protecting her utility bill, her unbranded coffee, and her deeply judgmental tuxedo cat. It’s a battle of mafia romance tropes versus the laws of physics, and Tisha is bringing a heavily dented throwing knife to the gunfight. [50 Chapters]

Alexei Volkov wakes up in a primordial forest with silver-white hair, strange robes, and no memory of how he got there. Two hours later, a massive spider impales him through the chest. Then he respawns. Standing at his spawn point with a death screen floating in front of him, he realizes the truth: he's been dropped into a cultivation world with Minecraft mechanics. Respawns, an inventory system, and the ability to punch trees into blocks. His second attempt at revenge goes even worse than the first. But in a world where immortals spend lifetimes chasing power, one teenager just got handed something they'll never have: he can respawn. ---------- ---------- Warnings: - 3k+ chapter word count starting with Chapter 25 - Minecraft - Satire - Parody - Slice of life - Cultivation world - Slowish - Imperfect mc

This is a story about an original protagonist who ventures into the world of Hunter x Hunter and struggles to make ends meet, but it also has some fun. #genderbenderstory #noromance, just friendship