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Renji Takeda ne s'attendait pas à mourir après avoir bu trop de saké. Il ne s'attendait pas non plus à se réveiller sous les traits de Leif Thorenvald, le second rôle masculin dans un roman d'amour. Mais attendez—n'aurait-il pas dû se réincarner en méchante ? Ou peut-être en oméga dans un sulfureux Omegaverse ? Non. Le destin aime clairement plaisanter. Maintenant, il est piégé dans une histoire où l'héroïne manie des pouvoirs divins, la méchante complote en robes de soie, et le séduisant Grand-Duc est destiné à conquérir la fille. Et Renji ? Il est le pauvre type qui se fait rejeter avec un sourire. Il y a juste un petit problème. Renji est gay. Alors au lieu de bouder et de courir après une femme qui ne l'intéresse pas du tout, il jette le script de l'auteur dans la cheminée, fait ses valises, et s'enfuit vers le Nord froid et tranquille pour profiter paisiblement de sa seconde vie. Tout se passe parfaitement... Jusqu'à ce que le Grand-Duc, Alvar Ragnulfsson, apparaisse. Le héros principal supposément hétérosexuel est soudainement beaucoup trop proche—regards persistants, contacts désinvoltes, et un intérêt qui dépasse clairement la ligne du "juste amis". Soudain, le second rôle négligé pourrait bien tenir la vedette d'une histoire très différente. Entre politique, pouvoirs divins, et un Grand-Duc dangereusement attentionné, Renji n'a qu'une seule question : Est-ce lui qui réécrit le script... ou est-ce le script qui le réécrit ?

[System + Time Travel + Multiple Heroines + Non-Invincible + Imperial Garden + The Protagonist is Positive] (I don’t like to enter carefully!) Lin Yu travels through the Pirate World and gets a Pirate Devil Fruit presented by the system at the beginning. The crew members can gain benefits, and if they bond with them, they can gain the opponent's abilities. In this way, Lin Yu's road to becoming king began from now on. 【Ding! Successfully formed a bond with Vinsmoke Reiju, and obtained the opponent's ability: bloodline factor transforming people] [Ding! Successfully formed a bond with Robin and obtained the opponent's ability: Huahua Fruit] Warring States: Asshole Lin Yu, return Tina and Gion. Kaido: Brat, put Runty Yamato down! Big Mom: Katakuri, where's Smoothie? Daughter Kingdom: Hey, where is the Empress? Lin Yu sat on the throne of the void, overlooking the world. "I'm the king of the world. Isn't it reasonable for Sannomiya Sixth Court?"

Aki was always a problematic kid, running around doing whatever he wanted, leaving it to his brother to pick up after him. But then one day he gets himself into a situation that no one but he can solve. Who would've thought the good-looking guy he saw at the bar, who he later sleeps with that night, would be the son of his rival clan's leader? And to top it off, a new life begins to grow in his stomach. Aki couldn't curse being an omega more than now. --- Credits to respectful owner of the photo being used in the cover. If requested by owner, it can be removed immediately.

Nine Kingdoms. One Emperor.A single prophecy,an impending War. The empire of Atamesia is divided into nine Kingdoms. It's warriors fierce and it's greatness unparalleled. Within Atamesia are the sungtai, people marked ,favored and gifted by the Nine Gods. Princess Zahara is one such person. Born with the mark of the Gods, Zahara is yet to manifest her gift. As her Coming of Age looms closer, Zahara will have to awaken her Mark or lose her birthright and throne to her cousin,Panesia. Meanwhile,a vengeful witch and an ambitious Clan Head forge an alliance that'll cause a deadly rebellion and threaten the fragile peace of Atamesia.

Pontus has struck without warning, again. The Third Pontic-Inazuman War has ignited, shattering the fragile peace between the two seafaring nations. As fleets clash under crimson skies, Admiral Sangonomiya Kokomi of Inazuma must lead her armada against the cunning and relentless Pontic garrison. In a theater of war spanning uncharted waters and treacherous coastlines, loyalties are tested, alliances are forged, and betrayal lurks in the depths. With the fate of her nation hanging by a thread, Kokomi faces not only the enemy but the ghosts of her past and a dangerous secret that could turn the tide of the war—or destroy everything she holds dear. Amidst the roar of cannons and the whisper of waves, honor and survival become inseparable in this tale of maritime strategy, sacrifice, and the enduring spirit of the warrior. "Waves of Honor" immerses readers in a Japanese-inspired naval epic where every decision carries the weight of an empire.

If you're here for a black-haired prodigy who unlocks their true powers by chapter 3, then I thank you for your time, and politely suggest you turn around. This isn't that kind of story. An amnesic wakes up in a doll's body, empty, no name, no warmth, no talent. Only memories that never existed, trapped inside a surreal, collapsing world where nothing makes sense and purpose must be carved by hand, she is not the chosen one— She isn't even chosen. This is not a world that rewards effort, and yet she will bleed for progress. Train for hours. Swing poorly. Stand again. Fail again. The story follows her— the Lamb of Clay— as she stumbles through horror, sanity, memory, absurdity, and silence. There is no harem. No system screen. No instant gratification. Only someone with no history, trying to forge meaning in a dying dream and learning about life through philosophical conundrums. Yet at the same time, if you came just to see something really edgy, then this might not be what you seek. The doll will actually spread wings, these wings may be broken, but even broken wings help you to fall. This is my billet-doux (a fancy word I've always wanted to use but never had the chance) to the written world. Sometimes it feels like a light novel, and other times like a novel. It's not perfect because it's not meant to be; it's mine, and I enjoy it being mine. So prepare yourself, because my dream is ending, and I have to at least leave a footprint in this world of what was once my dream. (As I mentioned before, this is my billet-doux, probably in 5-10 years the process of writing will just be a bunch of AI's with our personal data so I had to rush this without properly learning everything I wished I could, even if it's not a 10/10 masterpiece, the work is good enough to be at least 7/10 I also might or not might teach you something.) Please share, and give comments about what you think... Any feedback is appreciated as long as it makes sense and isn't pointless or biased rambling. English is not my main language ---- Works that my friend said are similar: The metamorphosis, Made in Abyss, Dark Souls, and Puella Magi Madoka Magika... (I genuinely don't see it with the last one)

The Crown of Clay is a crown made by the gods. it signifies the beauty of the blacks in the Village. Foreigners are trying to take the crown ready to pay huge amount of money for the crown. The gods will curse anyone that sells the crown. The crown of Clay is kept in the shrine but no one to guard it. The gods the came up with a plan...

An African American guy has a zeal and goal for making delicious meals.A great delight to entertain his eaters,he was known as Michael the chef in his African hometown.He had a dream to launch his first restaurant called McMichael's....

When magic faded, humanity hoarded it and fled, leaving monsters to fight over the remnants. The humans' last loyal servant, Kaele, is a clay golem awaiting its masters' return. Now it found a way to summon one, an all-powerful hero to save the realm.

One day if somebody came and told me that you are going to marry a jerk who will never show you an ounce of emotional support and will never think twice to backhand you if you don’t listen to him or feed him financially will do nothing but shout at you to show his dominance over you, do you think I want to look at him twice. I would have just believed that person and immigrated to the land where that supposed husband would never dare to show up in his life. Better to be safe than sorry. But it's not what I thought would happen. I was once going on a train to see my parents with my two daughters and suddenly found myself lying on the upper berth with a small travelling bag supporting my head. To my shock I was not alone but with my parents who look younger than me and my sister with whom I was not on good terms after my marriage. And I was not a 35 years old married woman anymore. I am a 17 Years old girl on a voyage to explore my youthful life again but everything comes at price. And the price is to meet my husband once again much earlier than I supposed. But I never thought it would be this much earlier and he became my new classmate.