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Power decides fate— but what happens when fate makes the worst possible choice? Reincarnated war-nerd Zhan Ge, whose only real-life experience with conflict was driving military supply trucks in Ukraine “for research purposes,” suddenly opens his eyes in 1903… inside the body of Prince Oskar, the awkward, ignored fifth son of Kaiser Wilhelm II. In the German Empire, he’s supposed to be noble. Disciplined. Patriotic. Elegant. Instead, he’s: – socially anxious, – addicted to military history, – speaking German like an Austrian action hero, and – climbing palace trees to hide from responsibility. Branded “the strange prince,” never taken seriously, Oskar becomes the forgotten Hohenzollern— the prince nobody needed. But Zhan Ge knows something no one else in 1903 could even imagine: Germany is racing toward a catastrophe. The world’s first global war. A disaster that will shatter empires, redraw continents, and erase millions. If he does nothing, the German Empire collapses. He loses his title, his home, his future, and—worst of all— his chance at a peaceful life with a wife, money, food, and absolutely zero trenches. To survive, Oskar must change history itself: strengthen Germany without unleashing darker futures stop the world from repeating its greatest tragedies outsmart rival princes, generals, ministers and avoid accidentally starting WWI early with an Arnold Schwarzenegger one-liner. Armed with a century of historical knowledge, modern logic, and a dwarf attendant who constantly questions his sanity, the most unwanted prince of Prussia stands at the dawn of a new century… Determined to reshape the fate of Europe— or die trying (again).

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Hetalia x Reader a fanfic original work Hetalia is owned by Himaruya Hidekaz (Y/n) (l/n) a.k.a (Fake name) A bipolar person that you don't wanna fuck with. Secretly an artist and she's famous all over the net. Most of the people knows she's a freak. And she thought so. One day, her life changed. Meeting some people she didn't met before, getting involved in a DEBACLE that she didn't expected. More blood, tears and agony will run through her, but she's not all alone. Falling in love, unexpectedly. Fought, just to survive. And Escape.

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In ancient times, humanity's ancestors revered the gods, worshiping them as beings far beyond their reach, with mortals no more than ants in comparison. In the future, humanity's technological prowess surpasses all else. When the first spacecraft arrives in an ancient world of cultivation, resembling the mythical realms of gods and demons from old legends, the excitement is unparalleled—greater than any previous colonization of life-bearing planets. But this time, humanity no longer respects the divine. Instead, they seek conquest... Vast fleets of warships are dispatched with orders to destroy. The ordinary Earth, the ancient cultivation world, and the futuristic realms of sci-fi mechs—three vastly different worlds collide, and at the center of this massive convergence stands Jiang Chen...

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!