sliceoflife

​"Beautiful..." Reina whispered. She took off her coat, letting the mountain breeze sweep against her white dress. ​I stood a few steps behind her, watching how the white petals fell and got caught in her black hair. In this place, with no one watching, Reina didn't look like "The Princess" or the perfect "President." She looked... fragile. Like the petals she was staring at. ​"Izumi," she called out without turning around. "Do you ever wonder... what if we had never entered that room? What if you had never agreed to work on those stupid fliers?" ​"I’d probably be a very successful unemployed person by now," I answered. "And you’d probably still be the most feared person in school, yet the loneliest person in your own world." ​Reina turned around. Her eyes fixed on me with an intensity that made me want to look away, but I forced myself to stay still. ​"The world out there is so noisy right now because of that video," she said. "Everyone has an opinion about us. They all feel like they own us. But here... under this tree, no one owns us but ourselves." ​She took a step closer. One step. Two steps. We were now only inches apart. ​"Tell me," she whispered, her voice nearly swallowed by the wind. "Who is Nakamura Izumi to Kurokawa Reina, when there are no cameras recording?" ​Love. ​The word felt foreign on my tongue. It felt too "shiny" and disgusting for someone like me. ​But, her silhouette under that white cherry blossom tree... the weight of her head on my shoulder... the way she looked at me when no cameras were watching... ​It all kept replaying in my head like a broken film that refused to die. ​My mind was spinning. I swallowed hard, looking into her eyes which reflected the shadow of the evening sky. I paused for a moment, then took a deep breath. "For me, you are..."

"When the sky cracks open, only a few are foolish enough to run towards the chaos." Being transmigrated wasn't in Reis’ bucket list. Being so in a godforsaken world with danger lurking everywhere? Not even in his nightmare journal. Reis wasn't going to be a part of that group. Not in a million years. If he were to be the last hope of humanity, humanity was done for. That was a known fact. So how is he supposed to react when his soul is literally dragged out into a void and forced into a foreign body? Or when a blue screen of doom tried to convince him that everything was exactly how it was supposed to be? What about the creature calling himself his guardian despite not even knowing how to hold a human right side up? More than anything, why is he in line for the throne? Surely, he had run out of luck. But that didn't mean he was foolish enough to play hero. No. Reis just had to wait. Until the royal family let their guard down, and he had enough money to escape far away. But how is he supposed to escape from this so-called guardian again, at least before losing the last shred of dignity? Well, not anytime soon. *** Antihero, bitter MC X Villainous, transcend level ML.

ReUploaded! Heaven or Hell? Where do you think you'll go after "The End" ? Most people spend their lives wondering where they’ll end up. But me ? I didn’t have to wonder—I was a shoo-in for the pit. But.. it seems Fate has a twisted sense of humor, and "The End" was just a loading screen. I woke up inside my favorite RPG, Magic Academy Saga. You know the drill: Truck-kun did his job, and I got the crown. Well, a small, dusty piece of it. I am Tyler Von Regulus, the Third Prince. In the original game, I was a "Villainous Mob"—a footnote in history meant to be trampled on early, so the hero could look good. My mother is a lowly Baronet, and my inheritance is a quiet plot of countryside land. The perfect setup for a "Slow Life," right? I could just plant some cabbages, hide from the plot, and live to a ripe old age. ...Like hell I will. I’ve been given a second life, a royal name, and a world that thinks I’m a background character. If I’m destined to be a villain, I might as well be the one sitting on the throne when the world ends. I'm not here to farm; I'm here to rule. They say a rogue has no place in a palace. I’m about to prove them wrong. This isn't just a story about survival—it’s a hostile takeover of Fate itself. The game is live. And I’m playing to win. GAME ON!

[MATURE CONTENT WARNING!!! 18+ READERS ONLY!!!] {Explicit sex scenes, Abduction, Murder, Stalking, Child abuse, Assault, Mass killing, Physical violence, War, Torture or extreme brutality, Sexual assault/Rape, Castration, Terminal illness, Miscarriage, Somnophilia, Alcoholism, LGBTQ} {This story explores themes of violence, trauma, and suffering that are intense and unsettling. If you’re easily affected by heavy content, this book may not be for you.} “I can feel your fear. Your heat. The way your sweet little cunt clenches before I even touch it. You’re not afraid of the beast, Kaerith… You’re starving for him.” He inhales deeply, his split jaws flaring open, forcing her legs wide. His claws dig into her hips, pinning her down like prey. The head of his cock—thick, ridged, inhuman—presses against her dripping entrance, teasing her folds, soaking in her slick. “Now spread wider,” he hisses. “And let the beast feed.” — Kaerith—an omega, daughter of the last great Lycan Alpha—was born with the rarest curse of all. She was meant to be ransomed, not enslaved. Now, she’s chained inside Murnokh—a kingdom made of bone and nightmare. A slave. A plaything. A feeding source for Gorvane, the beast.Gorvane doesn’t make love. He fucks angrily. He devours. And no one survives it. King Gorvane, a Dreadborn, of the Kingdom of Murnokh, who died as a result of betrayal, rose from a battlefield soaked in centuries of rage. A monster who doesn’t speak, doesn’t bleed, doesn’t feel. And now, he owns her. He doesn’t touch her skin. He touches her thoughts. Her fear. Her pain. Her buried rage. And he drinks it. But something in Kaerith cracks his hunger. It weakens him. It entices him. And when he finally takes her, it’s not just to feed and his libido—it’s to claim. She was never meant to survive his touch. Now, she’s the only thing keeping him sane.He doesn’t understand her softness. Her silence. Her refusal to scream. He’s built to feed on the wreckage of the human heart. But she is making him forget how to starve, how to rage, how to hate. Real love is poison to his kind. Their love is forbidden and if she ever discovers his True Name—the very grief that birthed him—she will have the power to destroy him…Or to set him free.

After a disastrous attempt to infiltrate the world of pirates, Ron found himself instantly killed for violating the body of Im-sama. Yet, death was not the end. Reborn in Windmill Village, he awakened the ultimate power: the Pirate Overlord System. Its core ability, Heaven-Defying Plunder, was simple yet boundless: by binding a target to a specialized subsystem, any reward they earned would be returned to Ron tenfold. "Perfect," Ron grinned. "Now, it's time to turn this world upside down." He gifted Sabo the Ultimate Krypton Gold System and Ace the Daily Punch-In System. To Luffy, he bestowed the [God-Level Choice System]. Luffy: "So... if I punch that guy, I get meat? Shishishi!" Usopp (with the Strongest Pretending & Slapping System): "I command eight thousand elite divisions, with tens of thousands of followers across the East Blue!" Zoro (with the God-Level Sleeping System): "A fight? Let me take a quick nap. Witness the Three Thousand Dreaming Swords!" Sanji (with the God-Level Beating System): "You call that a kick? If we're true brothers, come at me and try to kill me!" Nami (with the Ultimate Treasure Hunting System) somehow unearthed the very treasures of the underworld with a single, casual shovel strike. One by one, Ron equipped the entire Straw Hat crew with their own reality-breaking systems, and in doing so, he reshaped the very fabric of the pirate world. …. Kaido: "The strongest creature? Pfah! Every single one of those Straw Hats is a monster!" Sengoku: "GARP! You call this a simple adventure? Your grandson is about to plunder the celestial gold itself!" Dracule Mihawk: "Roronoa Zoro... a prodigy? No. He masters my techniques in his sleep." The Five Elders: "Since when did the Straw Hat Pirates become the Ten Emperors?! And their true captain... Ron, the System Emperor?!" (This is a translated work ) Read more advanced chapters: https://patreon.com/J_Dragon?utm_medium=unknown&utm_source=join_link&utm_campaign=creatorshare_creator&utm_content=copyLink

I died at my father's funeral. I woke up seven years old. [System Activated] Host: Kim Min-jun Regrets: 147 Father Understanding: 3% Time Until His Death: 20 years Mission: Reach 100% understanding before he dies. Reward: One conversation. One chance to say everything. In my first life, I never understood him. He never said "I love you." Just "Did you eat?" and "Study harder." He wore the same brown jacket for years while I complained about not having a new phone. He worked overtime in worn-out shoes while I felt embarrassed when he visited my college. I found the receipt too late. Tuition fees. Paid in full the same month he told me we had nothing left for luxuries. I never really saw him. Now I'm seven. Living in the same house. Watching the same parents. But this time I have something I didn't have before: A System that shows me what I missed. [Quest: Notice One Sacrifice] [Reward: Memory Fragment – Father's Perspective] Every quest unlocks a piece of his life I never knew. His childhood. His struggles. The reasons he became the man he was. Every percentage point of Understanding brings me closer to him. But the date of his death isn't changing. Twenty years. Then less. Then... The System can show me the truth. It can't guarantee I'll change it.

Han Soorin thought landing the job of a lifetime—makeup artist for LUMEN, the hottest K-pop boy band in the world—would be her dream come true. Billboards, music shows, sold-out arenas… and her ultimate bias, Jung Haejin, standing just a breath away. But reality? A nightmare wrapped in designer clothes. Haejin, the flawless leader adored by millions, is nothing like the angelic idol Gleams worship. Offstage he’s cold, sharp-tongued, and impossible to please. The first words he throws at Soorin? A sneer at her “lack of manners” and a warning she won’t survive a week. Yet every day backstage pulls her deeper into their chaotic world—glittering stages, vicious rumors, obsessive fans, and the suffocating pressure of perfection. She sees the cracks in Haejin’s mask, the loneliness behind the spotlight… and against her better judgment, her hatred begins to blur into something far more dangerous. When a scandal threatens to destroy them both, Soorin must decide: walk away from the idol she swore to hate, or risk everything to stand by the man she never expected to possibly... love? ✨✨✨✨✨ [Chapter: 5-20 Update Daily] [Update schedule: 10+ comments or 2 reviews=1 Bonus chapter]

Do you know what the concept “Eternal Recurrance” is? Have you ever wondered what the life of being a regressor is? Read this story to discover the answers to your questions that you may be confused at first to find out. Reality isn't often kind and can very much be cruel, some people want advice or support but can never know what to do. My purpose of writing this is to show readers that they are not alone and they can have hope even in the darkest times. This is an autobiographical book; the stories are inspired by real and actual events in the author's life. This story is also created for one reader in this world. Her name is Khalessi in this book.

I died… and then found myself standing in a complete void, outside time and space, face to face with an all-powerful entity who claimed to oversee infinite realities beyond existence itself. "I wish to grant you a second chance at life" He said. "I will reincarnate you into a reality where you may indulge in all your moral and immoral desires." Honestly, it was a no-brainer. I took the offer right away. Why would anyone in my place say no? It was either this… or complete erasure of my soul. "Since I find your soul… interesting, I shall grant you five wishes to carry into your next life." And just like that, my reincarnation began. I awakened in a world exactly as promised, a reality where every craving could become real. Power, pleasure, adventure, danger, love, war, monsters, demons, dragons, forbidden delights, twisted fantasies, impossible dreams… everything existed here. A world where I could become anything. A world where nothing was off limits. And this time… I intended to live exactly as I desired. --- Additional Tags: [Demons], [Vampires], [Angles], [Werewolves], [Dragons], [Gods], [Yokais], [Fantasies], [Mythologies], [Harem], [Incest], [R-18], [Wars], [Kingdom Building], [Battles].

[Mature Content R17 + Slice of life + Slow plot + Dual Cultivation + Cultivation + Western Fantasy] Note: The story progresses very slowly, please be patient. (^_^) Ri Guang was a designer in a garment factory, but he unfortunately died when the factory caught fire. Reborn into a Cultivation world, he thought his life would be like the protagonists in the novels he had read. However, Fate gave him a hard slap, leaving him dazed. In the new world, he was born into an ordinary family. When he was 10 years old, evil cultivators poured in and massacred his entire family, while he was captured and forced to become a Human Pill. Fortunately, when he turned 15, those evil cultivators were destroyed. He was rescued and brought to the Hehuan Sect, a sect that takes Dual Culti-vation as its guiding principle for cultivation. He thought that this time, he could step onto the path of cultivation, achieve immortality, take in beauties, and build a harem. But this time, Fate slapped him a second time: his aptitude was too poor, he could not cultivate. However, after those two slaps, Fate finally gave him a bit of gentleness to comfort him. [The Rebate System has been activated. As long as you engage in ‘Dual Cultivation’, you can receive a Rebate of your cultivation partner’s cultivation. The Rebate Multiplier depends on the level of affection your cultivation partner has for you.] His cultivation partner cultivated for 10 years; with a single dual cultivation, he received 100 years of cultivation. His cultivation partner is an Alchemist, having researched the pill refining arts for more than 15 years; with a single dual cultivation, he received 150 years of pill refining experience. When his cultivation partner used a pill, he only needed to dual cultivate once to receive a Rebate many times over. Ri Guang has extremely poor aptitude, but as long as his cultivation partner is strong, that is enough.

Lenny died in the dumbest way possible: slipping on his own mess while chasing the latest Riza Perkins magazine. One pathetic skull-crack later, he wakes up in a new body, bleeding out in a forest, cradled by a pink-haired girl who thinks he's dying. The farm is drowning in debt. A sleazy young master is ready to seize everything,even revvyn love. The awakening ceremony is tomorrow. And Revvyn's first summon? A lewd slime so weak it looks like a joke. Everyone laughs. Everyone bets he fails. Spoiler: his slime can evolve into any SSS-rank beast it absorbs. From the loser who died jerking off to the weakest beast tamer who turns one trash slime into a monster empire Lenny’s second chance starts with blood, shame, and a promise to prove them all wrong. He’ll pay the debt. He’ll crush the young master. He’ll climb to dominion. Even if his new body refuses to cooperate.

Kristen was always alone in her life on earth, due to the fact that she was born into the mafia which took the majority of her freedom away, but also because of how unapproachable she seemed. Skin as white as snow, jet black hair paired with beautiful features and cold, judgemental eyes. She was the type of person people would idolise and adore just for existing. Despite what Kristen seemed however, she truly just wanted to have the freedom to do what she pleased. So when she got shot in the chest on one ordinary morning and died ,her soul got reincarnated into a higher realm, the immortal realm, where cultivation and magic exists. Instead of falling into despair Kristen took it as an opportunity to never be restricted again, well actually, that was before she realised that she became a fucking bird. So now.... A/N:This story does not have a system although the mc can see her stats and other things due to her skill [Appraisal]. New chapters every 1-2 days.

Every time Alex loses consciousness, an ancient, celestial force takes the wheel. One punch to undo reality. One step to shatter the stars.

It is a story about a young girl who dreams of finding a place where she belongs. Her world is inhibited by fascinating beasts that have grown in the land for Millennium, and they can soar in the air like it was nothing. The dragons are her friends, and they have been around for millennia, creating Nations. There are two types of nations: one that watches over these magnificent beasts, and one that doesn't. The story highlights the dangers of evil lurking in the world, and the protagonist must decide whether to follow the right path or face the consequences of her actions. The story serves as a reminder of the importance of balancing good and evil in our world.

[ You have prepared a Disaster-class Ember-fang Steak. All party members receive +40% Fire Resistance and +25% Attack ] Ezra was a NEET for four years before he finally got off his ass and booked a flight to do something with his life. But that dream shortly died when the plane crashed. Before he knew it, he was reborn into a strange new land. Stranger yet, he was a.... frontier chef? In a world full of monsters the size of buildings? With nothing but a skill called Appraisal and a giant crab staring him down?! Fortunately, his cooking skills were a lot more useful than they sounded. His knife skills could carve through monster hide, while his newfound fire magic burned stronger as he leveled up. Not to mention, the meals he cooked gave out insane buffs and passives! Maybe this class wasn't as bad as he thought. With a class like this, he was sure he could make it to the very top! However, he soon found himself attached to a squad of hunters just as deadly as the monsters they killed. Every one of them wanted Ezra for themselves—not for his looks—for his cooking. To make matters worse, every single one of them was stupidly attractive. What kind of chef is expected to go on Disaster-class monster hunts!?

One afternoon that marked the end of the chapter, a man stands on the edge of confession. For years he had carried the words like stones at the bottom of an ocean. The words are not common, but of love too fragile to speak, too dangerous to risk shattering the quiet friendship they share. "Tomorrow" was what he always told himself. But tomorrow finally caught up to the last today. Now, the time when they will no longer come across each other has arrived; time presses like a tide. To speak what he has held for so long now feels as if it is a gamble for everything: the comfort of what exists against the uncertainty of what might be. And again, to stay silent is to inherit a lifetime of "what if," a regret that will scream louder with every passing year. Now caught in the dilemma between two equal griefs, one sharp and immediate that will end soon and the other slow and endless that will hurt him forever, he must decide. Will the words finally surface today? Or will they drown forever in the floor of the ocean, full of words unspoken, taking a piece of him with them? A haunting meditation on courage, cowardice, and the unbearable weight of unsaid things, The Tomorrow That Never Came captures the exquisite pain of loving in silence and the even greater pain of letting silence win.

Caleb suddenly finds himself dragged into a parallel world in the middle of an apocalypse, the kind with suffocating heat and dried land where nothing grows! Oh, and monsters are spawning daily, too! Then, he awakened the [Oasis System], which would allow him to create a place where these pitiful [Players] could breathe and relax for once. Still...if people say that all he needed to do was relax and farm, he wouldn't believe it!

Kashiwagi transmigrates to the Pokemon world, and awakens a simulator. They say the Orre region is a graveyard for dreams. Here, Pokémon aren't friends—they are weapons of war. Follow Kashiwagi’s journey as he rises from the lowest runt of Team Snagem to the very top, all while pursuing his dream of truly exploring this dangerous yet wonderful world. [Fused Worldview: Parallel game world + Anime; incorporating elements from the games and the Pokémon Adventures (Special) manga settings.] The story focus is on growth, survival, and bonds. ---------------------------------------- You’re already here — give it a try! You won’t regret it. Drop a review or some stones if you enjoy it, they really help with motivation! Pokemon | Pokémon | Simulator | System | Transmigration | Growth | Strategy | Fan-Translation

Reborn by the power of the Light of reincarnation, Roso, the heir to a mighty clan was dropped in the territories of the kingdom of Mappa with locked memories. Who am I? Driven by the desire of knowlege, Roso tried to approached what he saw looked like him. They have physical bodies like me. He rejoiced, but quickly found it stranged when they pointed their weapons on him. Declared to be a catastrophe by the rulling powerhouse of the kingdom of Mappa. What have I done? Before he could find answers, Roso was hunted from the moment of his rebirth. He narrowly escaped through the intervention of a mysterious figure, and an unknown power left behind by the Light that revived him. But the mysterious figure himself seemed to be scheming something. He throw Roso in the territory of the hard-to-deal-with beings, where he found himself at the article of death. Roso has to claimed the title deed power, and rule over the kingdom of Mappa.

Seraphina Delaire believes words are power. Nathaniel Clarke believes precision is control. They've been academic rivals since childhood - sharp-tongued, competitive, and far too familiar with each other's weaknesses. She argues in paragraphs. He responds in bullet points. She escalates. He calculates. In college, a forced research partnership reunites them once again - and a bureaucratic error turns that partnership into something legally binding. Married by paperwork and stuck waiting for an annulment, Sera and Nate must navigate gossip, family expectations, and the absurdity of pretending to be a functioning couple. The problem? Pretending is easy. Because no one knows Sera like Nate does. And no one sees through Nate like Sera can. As old rivalries blur into something far more dangerous, they're forced to confront a question neither of them is prepared to answer: What if this mistake was never accidental at all?