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On the Hill of Twin Extinction… “Aizen, the power of a Shinigami has its limits. In a short time, I realized something.” “The more you scheme and plot, the more you discover that the Shinigami’s abilities have limits… unless you surpass the Shinigami…” Aizen: “Kuchiki Rukia! What exactly are you trying to say?” “I’m not going to be a Shinigami anymore, Aizen!” Pulling out the Hogyoku, he’s an unlucky guy who first transmigrates into Rukia from Bleach. Because he doesn’t want to experience the same things as in the original story, he travels through various worlds to become stronger. Main World: Bleach Worlds Already Experienced: Demon Slayer (High-Martial Arts Version), Type-Moon Fourth Shinobi World War, Naruto Current Progress: Bleach Parallel World (This story contains secondary settings, please don’t be too fixated on the original work. Of course, if there are any major bugs, please point them out in the comments, and I will try my best to correct them. If I can’t correct them, please consider it a secondary setting…)

Meet Yaruko who everyone thinks has a mental illness--schizophrenia. She was sure that the voices she hears is from a real person. Or is it?

Unravel the fabric of reality with Jikirukuto, where a boy's wish-warping power ripples through dimensions, entangling Yuki, Kitsune, and Taiyo in a Schrodinger's cat of existence. In Isekai, they're heroic pawns in a cosmic game, battling tenebrous entities and navigating a landscape sculpted by a mad scientist's contraption. Yet, the mundane present-day beckons, rife with personal struggles and romantic entanglements. But prepare for a Heisenbergian uncertainty principle of narrative, where reality's parameters shift with every heartbeat. Temporal anomalies blur the lines between past, present, and future. Doppelgängers waltz with the original, their identities collapsing like entangled particles. And amidst the chaos, a chilling truth emerges, whispering of a malevolent force manipulating the very fabric of existence. Jikirukuto is a genre-defying maelstrom, where LitRPG mechanics dance with psychological horror, slice-of-life vignettes bleed into Lovecraftian nightmares, and ecchi humor collides with existential dread. Can they untangle the Gordian knot of their entwined fates before reality succumbs to the singularity, swallowed by the event horizon of narrative collapse? Jikirukuto: Embrace the scientific sublime, where logic is a fractal and sanity a fleeting illusion. This revised synopsis injects a heavy dose of scientific jargon and concepts, emphasizing the mind-bending twists and the underlying chaos theory themes. It also retains the character dynamics and genre blend while hinting at the existential threat lurking beneath the surface.

He wanted to save a village, but he burned it down. He wanted to protect a girl, but he watched her die by his side. He tried to do one good thing in a rotten city, and they carved the word “monster” into his name. Now, the uniform of his enemies fits him perfectly—tailored by his own guilt, stitched with the blood of those he failed. Every time he tries to be human, the world reminds him he is not. He is the shadow in the alley, the warning in the whispers, the face they fear in the dark. He didn’t just become a monster. He learned to live inside its skin. And the most painful part? He no longer knows if the monster is something he became— or something he always was.

There was once a girl who was about to begin her journey… in a world filled with demons, sorrow… and happiness alongside her friends.

Esta es la historia de Shein Kuruk un chico de 10 años que fue vendido por su madre a las 7 espadas del caos, gracias al rey arthur y su espadachín personal saya ahora el vive una vida tranquila cuidando y protegiendo a la familia real pero... cuánto tiempo falta para le ataque de la primera espada?

Emma tinggal di rumah bibinya, orang tuanya meninggal dalam kecelakaan tragis. Sepupunya yang bernama Isabelle merebut kekasihnya, dan dirinya juga hampir dijual bibinya. Dalam keadaan putus asa Emma kembali kerumah orang tuanya yang telah terjual dan rumah itu kosong karena tidak ditempati. Disana ia bertemu dengan Klark si vampir buruk rupa. Klark menyukai Emma, dan dia berubah menjadi manusia yang tampan

This is the Part 2 of Jikirukuto

Aku pernah menulis buku. Sebuah fantasi liar yang lahir dari otakku saat SMA, didorong oleh kesepian dan terlalu banyak hormon. Itu adalah dunia manusia-binatang, kebebasan liar, dan jenis perhatian romantis yang tidak pernah bisa kudapatkan di dunia nyata. Aku menuangkan setiap keinginan mustahil ke dalamnya: petualangan, bahaya, dan ya... 'banyak' pasangan yang tampan. Sebelum aku menyadarinya, aku telah menulis seribu bab murni pelarian dan kegembiraan murni. Kemudian dalam perjalanan berkemah kuliah, aku jatuh dari tebing. Aku berharap akan terbangun di ruang rumah sakit tapi tidak. Aku terbangun di padang rumput yang lembut, dengan udara yang terlalu segar untuk berada di mana pun di Bumi. Dan kemudian sesuatu bergerak di belakangku. Menempel di tulang ekorku adalah... Ekor. Ekorku? Garis-garis kuning dan hitam dan sangat, sangat nyata. Aku menyentuhnya. Benar-benar nyata. Telingaku? Juga hilang—yah, berpindah. Mereka sekarang bertengger di atas kepalaku seperti kucing hutan yang kebingungan. Dan pakaiannya? Cukup terbuka, terbuat dari kulit hewan yang cocok dengan ekorku. Apa yang sedang terjadi? Pada awalnya, aku pikir itu lelucon. Atau mimpi. Atau mungkin karma akhirnya menagih. Tapi semakin banyak ingatan asing menginvasi pikiranku, semakin jelas situasiku. Ini bukan cosplay dan ini juga bukan Bumi. Dan—kejutan—ini bahkan bukan dunia dari bukuku sendiri. Ya ampun. Aku telah ditransportasikan ke dunia Manusia-Binatang yang benar-benar berbeda sebagai gadis binatang bernama Arinya. Kedengarannya menyenangkan, kan? Yah... itu akan menyenangkan, jika aku bukan itik buruk rupa di seluruh savana! Ditolak oleh setiap pasangan potensial yang kutemui dan disindir seperti pemandangan yang menyebalkan. Ini bukan bagaimana aku merencanakan fantasiku menjadi kenyataan. Percayalah—jika ini adalah fantasiku yang menjadi kenyataan, maka seseorang perlu memecat penulisnya. Tapi kemudian, setelah memasuki dunia ini, aku tiba-tiba... Menarik. Maksudku, tidak ada perubahan pada wajahku dan bintik-bintik masih ada, tapi entah kenapa, pria-binatang tampan mulai berkumpul di sekitarku, karena aku berbau... Menyenangkan. Apa maksudnya semua ini?

Flora Bloom, who was betrayed and killed by her boyfriend in her past life, is reborn with a peerless spatial dimension back to the time before the crisis, hoarding food, raising a child, and tearing apart scumbag men and manipulative women. Originally, she just wanted to raise a child and low-key fight zombies and level up together with her family. But she discovered that she was unexpectedly falling step by step into a tender trap meticulously designed by a certain sly and scheming man. Flora Bloom looked at the vast space within her sea of consciousness; it had a farmhouse courtyard, fields, and a Spirit River, but it just lacked a bit of vitality. So, a fat, sky-flying mantis? Collect! A rare little white tiger that can discharge electricity? Collect! A behemoth spirit crocodile with its young? Collect! As long as it's alive and edible, collect, collect, collect them all! Endless scumbags and vile women, a shameless and deeply scheming leader, all wanting to use her to attack zombies and obtain more Crystal Cores for their own gain? Your shameless, worthless life? Hand it over.