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It started out as any other day for Jace Thorn. A routine repair turned into a hair away from death, saved by a sarcastic system to repair everything. Not everything is repaired how it's expected though. A broken microwave turned into an EMP. Not to mention what happens to the streetlights. Can Jace come to terms with his new best friend? Or will the sarcasm get the last laugh and drive him to give up his golden finger?

Third Elysium ดาวที่มีลักษณะเป็นทั้งดาวเมกะเอิร์ธ,ดาวรูปแบบโนนยูคลิเดียนและดาวตัดแปะซี่งเป็นสถานที่ซึ่งทุกตำนาน,ทุกประวัติศาสตค์และทุกวรรณกรรมที่เป็นสมบัติสาธารณะมาบรรจบนั้นและนี่คือเรื่องราวของตัวเอกทั้ง 3 คนในการศึกษาหาความรู้ในโลกที่แสนอันตรายแห่งนี้

"That time I got reincarnated as xxx", "Kicked out of the party for being xxx, but I'm actually xxx", "Slow life xxx", it's always that one character and their comrades that get the spotlight. Always victorious, always building a harem, always becoming a human-turned-god. It's getting stale. Why do they get the privilege to be the absolute strongest? Why do things always work out so perfectly for them because they got hit by a truck? Why does the Demon Lord want to destroy the world? How do a bunch of high schoolers suddenly stomach the act of killing? It's all the same old story, with marginally different endings. So what if we changed something? Welcome to Patchwork.

Imagine, for a moment, you die. This is an unfortunate thing, but you managed to get lucky and draw the lottery ticket of Reincarnation! Woo! Isekai Dreams, right? But, get this, you aren't some Legendary Hero or Cheat-Swordsman, you don't even get a unique skill- You just get some scuffed serf class like "Farmer" or "Writer"... Well doesn't that suck! Well, it'll be fine. Even if people can already do those things, you can just do it better, so you can make one hell of a killing! Yeah, this'll be a relatively easy life- *thunk* *thud* A journey to live in a world where you're already dead.

Sophia Raliche was just trying to coast. An UnHoused, unaffiliated, and happily insignificant quarter-vampire, she patched her blood cravings with her late parents’ experimental tech and kept her head down. Vampire politics? Not her scene. House rituals? Hell no. The six ruling vampire Houses ran human society behind boardrooms and biotech labs, but Sophia wasn’t part of that world. Until the massacre. A blood bank near her university erupts in ritual carnage – bodies drained, glyphs scorched into the walls in a forbidden, long-dead language. And suddenly, Sophia becomes a problem the Houses can’t ignore. Because she can see the ancient glyphs. No one else can. Now hunted, analysed, and paraded as a potential asset, Sophia is dragged into a world of sanctioned feeds, volatile “spinning” dens, and gala floors soaked in blood and old grudges. Every House wants her bloodline, some for science, some for legacy, some just to erase it. The only one who might understand what’s happening is Adam, a near-feral vampire who’s barely keeping it together. He’s not her handler. He’s not her hero. But he’s the only one left who doesn’t flinch when she bleeds.

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A fan of monster movies Max is reborn with the a system that allows him the powers of many of fictions greatest monsters and creatures and far more surprises. But what's happenes when a monster trys to be a hero in a world of many wonders and darknesses

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At the age of seventeen, Solar had a love adventure on the island. It lasted only a few hours and ended in tragedy, but this strange redhead set her heart on fire. After twelve months, the girl receives a strange message from him, asking for her help... The eighteen-year-old is not about to let go. She begins to realize who she is dealing with, as the boy has an entirely different personality than the year before, when she met him during the holidays. Worst of all, he is hiding a dark secret...

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!