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I started off as nothing, just a mass of consciousness that slowly evolved. Just your average overpowered existence hungry for a multiverse adventure. Demons? They are my friends. Monsters? They are delicacies. Heroes? Not even equal to the dirt on my boots. Royalty? Money Machi- Ahem, a pleasure doing business. Immortals and Gods? Share with me the latest gossips! With power comes responsibility, but I'm just a ball... or am I just a ball? Watch as I regain my memories and beat up my past self. Note: No common sense in the story. Highly controversial. This is a contracted work, expect to unlock chapters. Season 1's standards differ greatly. Drama seekers, toxic bitches and overly-sensitive folks who cannot chillax not welcomed. Author also has indemnity to typo, grammar mistakes and English bugs throughout the story. You have been warned. Proceed with caution and enjoy. *** Note: Please check out new contracted work Monarch of Solitude if you liked the author's work. Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/destinyaitsuji Discord: https://discord.gg/UrtDMXn

Waking up in an unfamiliar world with no memories, I had only one advantage, a mind filled with knowledge of fictional tropes, clichés, and common sense learned from countless novels. At first, I thought I was trapped in a romcom nightmare when I started triggering events like "Helping a Girl on a Rainy Day", "Damsel in Distress", and "Tripping Into the Heroine’s Arms." Naturally, I shut those nonsense down before they could escalate. No forced romances. No misunderstandings. No cringe. But something was clearly off. The world wasn’t just a slice-of-life comedy. Beneath the cliché academy setting, there were whispers of awakening powers, hidden dangers, and a brutal magic academy entrance exam. And every challenge I prevented or manipulated was an opportunity to grow stronger. [Title Earned: Background Character.] [Achievement Unlocked: Firm Mind.] [New Skill Acquired: Background Character's Aura.] [New Ability Acquired: Anti-Narrative Influence.] I may be just a background character, but if fate insists on throwing these events at me, I’ll turn them into stepping stones. Let the protagonists play their scripted roles — I have my own path to power.

Hayama traveled and was reborn as a Saiyan baby in Dragon Ball. After crossing into the high-risk and high-strength Dragon Ball world, Ye Shan said that he was too panicked. Fortunately, there are still benefits for travelers. Twelve Modifiers Version 1.0! F110 times the training speed! Let you feel the sourness that your cultivation is like sitting on a rocket! ~ F210 times savvy! ! There are no martial arts moves in this world that I can't learn, just let me take a look. Just a glance! F3 unlimited strength! ! Just look at the name! ! F4 .............................................. has twelve items Modifier, Ye Shan said, slaughtering gods and destroying Buddhas is a breeze~~! ------------------------------------------------------ This fan-fic is not mine, all property is the original author I will only publish.

Razel, is a reincarnated youth. In his previous life he was a lonely boy who spent his days playing video games. Then one day tragedy came into his life. It all ended for him, was what he thought, until he opened his eyes; to find a fantasy world, where science and magic go hand in hand. That could have been a joy, but that happiness was nipped in the bud, because he reincarnated as the eldest son of a poor family of barons without territory, and, above all, he is uglier than in his previous life. His tragic new life doesn't end there, as he woke up in the last video game he played. An otome game. But not just any otome game, it is one with an RPG theme so it is made up of strong and dangerous enemies. He will have to live his new life as a background character and help from the shadows to the capture objectives and the protagonist to avoid the end of the world and especially, the cruel villainess.

Death by Truck-kun? Too mainstream. I died choking on my own laughter during a late-night comedy rerun. Pathetic? Yes. Fitting for someone who gave up on life halfway through university and became a full-time couch potato? Also yes. When I opened my eyes again, I wasn’t in the afterlife—or if I was, it had a suspicious amount of baby talk and clean diapers. I was reincarnated... as an infant. No powers. No memories of my new name. Just chubby cheeks and existential dread. But the real horror? I slowly realized I was now living inside one of those cliché romance novels I absolutely despised. You know the type: cold-hearted king meets brave commoner girl, falls in love, political chaos ensues, blah blah gag me with a spoon. I read it. I hated it. And now? I think I’m in it. And not as the heroine. Or the villain. Or even the funny sidekick. No—I'm just some background baby who probably gets held once, then vanishes from the plot forever. With no grand destiny, no cheat skills, and no idea what chapter we’re on, I’ve decided to do the only thing I was ever good at—absolutely nothing. But fate has a funny way of dragging the lazy into the spotlight… They think I’m innocent. I think this whole thing is a joke. Let's see who breaks first.

Chronicles the journey of a young and talented martial artist named Seraphina. With dreams of becoming a Galactic Patrol officer, she embarks on a path filled with challenges, friendships, and self-discovery. Follow her rise as she strives to fulfill her aspirations in a world where martial arts and ki control reign supreme.

[highly mature book] [crime and psychological thriller webnovel] *[This novel takes a refreshing break from overused plot tropes such as the billionaire playboy or bad boy falls for good girl. This is a new taste of mystery/thriller genre that offers something new, something deeper and darker]* In the opulent streets of Beverly Hills, a string of murders sends shockwaves through the city, Los Angeles. Each victim is left with their eyes replaced—a signature as chilling as it is mysterious. Detective Lorenzo Hoffman, a seasoned investigator known for his unrelenting focus, is drawn into a case that grows darker with every clue. The accused is a world class opthomologist and in the eye of public, she is perceived as innocent for her breathtaking beauty and noble profession. As he digs deeper, Hoffman finds himself entangled in a web of psychological manipulation and hidden motives, where nothing is as it seems. The killer’s methods are calculated, their presence elusive, and their purpose disturbingly personal. With each revelation, Hoffman is forced to confront not only the darkness of the case but also the shadows within himself. The glass ball eyes is a gripping tale of obsession, deception, and the thin line between justice and madness. When every truth feels like a trap, can Hoffman uncover the killer before they strike again?

A ferocious running back earns the moniker "Gridiron Wrecking Ball" for his merciless, punishing style that lays waste to any defender foolish enough to stand in his path. Hailing from humble roots, he claws his way to the pinnacle of the sport through sheer force of will and a relentless, physical rushing attack. On the field, he is an unstoppable juggernaut, seeking and destroying any opposition with his battering ram mentality. Off the field, he is an enigma - is he a purist who lives for the brutality of smash-mouth football? Or are there deeper motivations driving his need to obliterate anything in his way? As his career reaches dizzying heights, the toll of such violent play becomes evident. The Wrecking Ball must grapple with how to sustain his dominance while fending off the physical and mental fatigue of his merciless running style. With a career at a crossroads, he faces decisions that will shape his legacy. Can the Wrecking Ball adapt his game to extend his playing days? Or will he succumb to the unforgiving nature of his own physical gifts? His journey leaves onlookers to marvel at his ability to inflict punishment, while wondering if he'll ultimately become a victim of it himself.

Shivam was just a normal guy. A government employee finally living a stable life after surviving an orphan’s hell and fighting tooth and nail through every damn obstacle life threw his way. He love anime, web novels, and his one true obsession light novels. His favorite? Transmigrated as a Third-Rate Villain. The plot? Fire. The fights? Insane. The worldbuilding? God-tier. And the characters? Untouchable—especially Marcus Ardent and Daelen Vorcrest, the last heroes of mankind. But then came the final chapter. Marcus dead. Daelen gone. The entire continent, erased with a single, lazy keystroke. “ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!” “What kind of brain-dead garbage ending is this?! You killed everyone for shock value! You threw away the best characters like trash!” Shivam didn’t just hate-comment the author. He cursed them. Then went to sleep. And woke up as Ezra Celestrian. The most forgettable side character in the novel. A man who was supposed to be dead. Only… something’s wrong. Ezra isn’t weak. He never was. He was the strongest human side character in the novel—so talented, the author killed him early to keep the power scaling in check. But now Shivam is him. And the story is no longer in the author’s hands. “Why the hell do I keep talking like a noble?” “What the fuck is this ‘Divine Enemy’ trait!?” The world believes Ezra is dead. But Shivam’s done playing along. “You dragged me into your broken story. You killed my favorite characters. You erased everything I loved for a cheap twist.” “Fine. I’ll fix your mess. I’ll rewrite your story.” “And when I find you, ‘Author’—I swear to god, I’m gonna shove that ending down your throat.” —————— Now available: +5 Chapter Bundle for just 500 Coins! Support this poor author and get ahead of the story! Ezra won’t wait—and neither will the plot twists..

Chu Yun traveled through the world of metaphysical fantasy, the opening is the scene of the trial, defamed by the clan hierarchy, the white moonlight back away, the love rival framed, the sky collapsed the opening. At the critical moment, he activated the background editing system and edited his background to become the ninth prince of the Daxia Dynasty, who had disappeared for many years. The moment the soul lamp re-lighting, shocked the Daxia imperial family countless strong. Great Xia Emperor: “Immediately lock my son's location, quick!!!” While being judged by the clan, the imperial powerhouse and his own uncle, who was known as the Shura Venerable, arrived in unison tearing through space, their fury raging, “A group of mole crickets, how dare they touch this father's nephew?!”