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Dance Of The Elite

Tatenashi Fujiro promised his sister he would be there. He was five minutes away when the world disappeared. Born as Shin Nobohide beneath an unfamiliar sky, he finds himself surrounded by a family who loves him—and haunted by memories of people he cannot reach. As those memories begin to fade, one feeling remains: someone is still waiting for him. In this world, the roots of the First Tree carry life force across continents. Those born able to wield it command fire, shape stone, and inherit the privileges of the Elite. Those without that gift live beneath laws written by powerful bloodlines. Shin grows up in the shadow of his father’s legendary reputation, determined to earn a strength of his own. But the power stirring inside him refuses to follow the rules of inheritance. Understanding it will demand patient study, painful failures, and teachers willing to trust him with more than their techniques. There is much here worth loving. A home filled with laughter. Friendships forged through training and trouble. Distant cities built among living roots, and places he cannot yet imagine. There is also the Fallen, gathering beyond the places people call safe. As their attacks intensify, Shin and his friends are drawn into a struggle where noble families decide whose children must fight, whose losses deserve mourning, and which truths can be spoken aloud. The strength he once wanted for himself becomes something others depend upon. Yet fragments of his first life keep returning. And each brings him closer to a question this world has no answer for: What happened to Tatenashi Fujiro?
RedbulletManga · 1.2m Views

MHA: Drones and Railguns

How do you solve a problem? Some will say with negotiation, critical thinking, pattern recognition, and a bunch of other stuff. And while those methods might work, there's a quicker and more direct approach Drone strikes. A lot of them. After dying in a freak accident from a missile test at my internship, I'm thrust into the world of My Hero Academia with a modified power from my favorite gacha game, fit to my knowledge, along with a few extra goodies for cool points and style. Fun at first, I later realize my biggest obstacle becomes the idealism and constraints of the hero system, but maybe I can change—fix—the system. Whether together...or alone. And I know some dirty tricks up my sleeve. After all, if you're not cheating or being unfair, you're not playing to win. ********** Author here, synopsis may seem edgy and cringe, but it's what I came up with that gives a little glimpse of where the story will go. If the anti-hero tag wasn't enough. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this. Maybe throw some powerstones at the story or something if you want, but you don't need to, since there's no incentive for it. My upload schedule will be whenever, since I have a large picture outline, but nothing super detailed. If I did have to give a schedule, it would be at least one chapter a week, unless I get too busy with school, get lazy, get a random fixation that distracts me, or something else like that. That will be all. If you have questions or something, comment on a chapter. If you want to give a review, bad, hateful, or good, feel free to do so as well.
BeIi4l · 1m Views

Take Me Away, Dark Lord!

#VillainDad #CuteProtagonist #Ghosts #Misunderstanding #Transmigration #SmartMC Mira realized two things the moment she woke up in the body of a nameless orphan in a fantasy novel: 1. She is a disposable "shrimp" destined to die in the crossfire of the main characters. 2. She is the only person in this world who can see the screaming, terrifying ghosts that haunt every corner of the empire. Tortured by the wails of the dead, Mira finds only one source of silence: Duke Kaelus von Nacht. Known as the "Dark Lord" and the "Emperor's Sword," Kaelus is a man so ruthless and soaked in bloodlust that even the ghosts are terrified to go near him. To the world, he is a monster. But to Mira, he is a walking, talking pair of noise-canceling headphones. Desperate for a good night's sleep, Mira clings to him, acting like a naive, affectionate child to secure her place by his side. She succeeds, but she miscalculated. Kaelus didn't adopt her out of kindness. He needed a disposable child to act as 'live bait' for the assassins targeting him. Now named Seraphina, she must navigate a deadly game of survival. She thinks she is using him as a ghost shield. He thinks she is a fearless prodigy who loves him. As Seraphina munches on poison berries and naps through ambushes to avoid seeing spirits, the cold-blooded Duke starts to ask the wrong questions. "Why does she only sleep when I am holding her?" "Why does she stare into space with such disdain?" "Is it possible... that I am a good father?" Spoiler: He is not. But he’s about to destroy an entire kingdom because someone woke her up. --- ### Excerpt "Your Highness, the Archduke," the aide whispered, trembling hard to cover his laughter from bursting out. "The child... she is clinging to your leg again." Kaelus looked down. The tiny creature known as Seraphina was attached to his calf like a barnacle, drooling on his pristine military trousers. "She is fearless," Kaelus murmured, misinterpreting her desperate need for his ghost-repelling aura as familial affection. "The assassins are approaching, yet she seeks comfort only in the eye of the storm. She is the perfect bait." Seraphina, currently trying to avoid eye contact with a headless ghost hovering three feet away, squeezed her eyes shut. 'Just don't move. If I let go, the headless guy will ask me where his nose is again.' "Sir," the aide hesitated. "She's... eating your cloak." "Let her eat," Kaelus commanded, drawing his sword. "Whatever she wants, she gets. Except for freedom."
CoffeePrincess · 1m Views