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I, Kamukura Izuru, the Wall-Breaker of Reborn Heroines

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Nakano Itsuki: “You guys are idiots—I’m a Returner!” The other four Nakano sisters (Ichika, Nino, Miku, and Yotsuba) shared a collective smirk. “No, you’re the idiot. We’re all Returners, too!” Shinomiya Kaguya let out a dismissive, elegant chuckle. “Is that all? I’m actually from another world entirely.” Yuigahama Yui and Yukinoshita Yukino exchanged a knowing glance. “We’ve known that for a long time. But none of you have a clue who we really are—“ Sakurajima Mai: “I—“ Yet, the protagonist remained blissfully unaware of the storm brewing around him. He was just an “ordinary” Transmigrator with a heart as unyielding as Vibranium—hyper-perceptive, yet utterly impenetrable. Faced with a harem of heroines who might be Returners, Time Travelers, or “Wallfacers” guarding their deepest secrets, he had no choice but to shatter their defenses! Kamukura Izuru: “XXXX, I am your Wallbreaker! XXX” Ahead lie various ‘Puberty Syndrome’ phenomena: ‘The Wheel of Time That Never Reaches Tomorrow,’ ‘The Princess Who Leapt Through Time From the Future,’ ‘The Nakano Quintuplets Who Are Impossible to Tell Apart by Any Means,’ and more... Author: 罪恶之剑 Raw: 我,神座出流,重生流女主们的破壁人
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The Infinite Weave

Reality is not solid. It is interpreted. Across existence stretch invisible Threads that bind together time, memory, causality, fate, and countless unseen laws. Most beings live and die without ever perceiving them. But some awaken. Those who perceive the Threads begin touching the deeper structure of reality itself. Some become Regressors—beings capable of moving through fractured sequences of time. Others ascend further, becoming Concept Users, individuals whose understanding allows reality to partially accept their interpretation of existence. The strongest are feared not for power alone, but because the world itself begins agreeing with them. Above all stand the Seven Thrones: Life. Death. Order. Chaos. Void. Probability. Perfection. They are not rulers. They are the laws by which reality stabilizes itself. But stability is not the same as truth. When Eryndor survives a regression event that should have erased him, he becomes something reality cannot properly define. Not yet a Concept User. Not yet a monster. But an inconsistency. As hidden wars unfold between the Imperium, ancient dragons, Concept bearers, and forces that exist beneath interpretation itself, Eryndor begins uncovering fragments of a forgotten existence erased from reality long ago. And buried within those fragments lies something impossible: Origin. The point from which meaning itself begins. If the Thrones are the laws of existence— then Origin may be the place those laws were first written. And if reality discovers what Eryndor is becoming— it may decide he was never meant to exist at all.
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