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After an intense battle against the Republic, General Grievous and his army are forced to land onto a planet called Remnant.

Un chico sin ningún recuerdo de su anterior vida, es reencarnado en el mundo de Remnant por una diosa desconocida, con una misión. Cogerse a todas las mujeres que pueda...

Aaradhya is just a quiet schoolgirl in the eyes of her classmates. Orphaned young and ignored by her peers, she blends into the background at Taraniketan School. But when a series of disappearances grip the town of Subarnagarh, whispers begin to spread of a mysterious figure in a white mask—solving cases, then vanishing without a trace. As fear creeps into the school halls and strange symbols start appearing, Aaradhya finds herself tangled in a deadly game. Who is the Psycho Doll? Why are students disappearing? And can anyone be trusted when even the mirrors seem to lie?

The world moves forward, second by second. But for some, time listens. Michael has no past he’s willing to speak of, and no name etched in legacy. Yet deep within him stirs a power older than war and quieter than death—the ability to hold the world still while it spins in madness. Cast through a system that treats the broken like burdens. Where others dream of being chosen, he dreams of peace. But in a world ruled by power, silence is often mistaken for weakness—and monsters often wear smiles. As unrest stirs outside the orphanage walls and deeper truths about the nature of power begin to surface, Michael will have to choose: remain the quiet boy who watches from the margins, or become something more—something unspoken and unstoppable. He doesn’t want to be a hero. But time has a cruel sense of irony.

In the heart of the Old Era, rising religions and cults clash in an unrelenting struggle for power, while the ancient force of magic wanes. The Ascended Ones—enigmatic and power-hungry—extend their influence deep into the lands of Yylagdris, seeking followers and territories for purposes shrouded in mystery. A new era has dawned with the rise of Beast Taming, a practice once limited to mages who bonded with Familiars. Now, it has become a prestigious profession, promising wealth and wonder to those who master its mysteries. The younger generation is divided: many dream of becoming Paladins, enforcers of the Ascended Ones' will. Others yearn to be Beast Tamers, uncovering the profound secrets of this evolving art. Yet, a third faction clings to the olden ways, refusing to abandon ancient traditions. Amid this turmoil, one pacifist dares to dream of changing the world—not through violence, but by ending the cycle of war and ambition. Yet, in a world consumed by conflict and conquest, where can such a dreamer find their place? ************************************* Rising Star II entry

Light and dark two are the opposite each other two different elements that keep each other in balance without each of them there's nothing what if two different world's Legends their world come together in one place to fight the darkness the key to uphold the light This is a story like many others but different at the same time This is between two heroes who will make their marks in history.

This is your normal " I get roud roller by dio brando" But mc get a second chance to live like other shady 3 wishes isekai P.S not own the php P.S I don't own rwby Warning this is my first novel so some mistake might be here and there so yah

Haku—and millions of others—are chosen for a Kill-or-Die Game they can’t escape. The rules are brutal: The more viewers you gain, the stronger your abilities become. A survival competition, livestreamed to all of humanity through a mysterious new global System. Only one survivor wins. The prize? A single wish—no limits, no rules. A Game no one expected. A Game the world can’t stop watching. The rule is simple: Survive… or die trying. Before it all begins… Haku wakes up in a blinding white room. He’s not alone. Ninety-nine strangers stand around him—and none of them know what’s coming.

The world of cultivation bends its knee to heaven’s script. Born with a golden root? You rise. Branded by a noble clan? You rule. Touched by fate? The path parts before you like cowards before a blade. But I had nothing. No name to carry. No bloodline to lean on. Even the heavens looked past me like I was a fucking stain. Until I found it— A legacy not passed down, but buried. A path not praised, but purged. A fucking sin carved into the bones of a dead age. I don’t want their forgiveness. I don’t need their pity. And if you think I’m hunting vengeance, then you’re not listening. I want power. Raw. Foul. Unforgivable. So yeah, if you’re looking for heroes, look somewhere else. But if you want to walk the path that bleeds— If you want to know what’s left when fate turns its back— If you want to watch the world break under the weight of one man’s curse— Then come. Come see what it means to be born without fate. Come see what the world fears when it can’t look away.

Qin Yao opens her eyes and finds herself transmigrated from a post-apocalyptic world into the body of an ancient peasant woman. Her family consists of four stepchildren needing care. A good-for-nothing husband, who has nothing but looks, is causing a ruckus. They live in a thatched hut, without a grain of rice, the family is emaciated like refugees. If that wasn't enough, someone even comes to collect debts! Anger rises in Qin Yao's heart, and she kicks the wretched husband out, "Debt collector, feel free to just beat him to death!" The four stepchildren: !!! With the world quieted, Qin Yao rolls up her sleeves to revive the family. Hunting, carrying bags, fighting bandits, she's an expert in all. But facing the fields, with her back to the sky, and her face to the earth, even a top-tier fighter from the post-apocalyptic world waves her hand: Can't take it! Really can't take it! Qin Yao scratches her head: In the ancient times where agricultural taxes are extremely high, how can I avoid farming? At this moment, the lazy husband who was sent away to die (twisting and crawling) (struggling to stand up) (screaming and roaring): My dear! I think I can be saved!