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Transmigrated into the world of DanMachi, he arrives in Orario at a time when the heroes of the old era have already taken their final bows—yet the beat of a new age is already echoing through the labyrinth. He never dreamed of becoming a hero. He never even wanted the title. But as calamity stirs beneath the city and fate tightens its grip on the surface, a boy who only wished to live quietly finds himself stepping forward again and again—until retreat is no longer an option, and “survival” turns into “responsibility.” The old legends are gone. So he will shoulder what comes next—one choice, one battle, one descent at a time—until the drumbeat becomes a rallying cry, and the road beneath his feet leads not to glory, but to salvation.

I transmigrated! Yaaayyy—! Spawn point: captured by Evilus! Waaah—! Saved by Ryuu Lion! Yaaayyy—! Woke up skin and bones! Waaah—! The system finally booted up! Yaaayyy—! It assigned him the class Abundance Pathstrider (the “Healer” route)! Waaah—! But he joined the Astraea Familia and became an adventurer! Yaaayyy—! A brand-new adventure of his own is about to begin! Yaaayyy—!

When Bai Ling opened his eyes in the infirmary and saw Warfarin, he assumed he’d been isekai’d back to Terra. But he hadn’t. He’d arrived on Tàwèi II—a planet that felt familiar, yet subtly wrong, as if it were Terra’s reflection seen through warped glass. Here, the one who gave him a sense of déjà vu was the Re-Traveler; the ones who truly felt familiar were the Long-Lived. One day in the cafeteria, Bai Ling caught himself staring at Eldera, turning a single question over and over in his mind: If the people from Terra’s era could meet the Endfield present head-on… what would happen? Later, while training with Eldera, another thought slipped out—half wish, half impulse: If only Eyjafjalla were here. And then, impossibly, the wish came true. Eyjafjalla stared at a girl who looked almost exactly like herself, curiosity quietly rising in her eyes. Ch’en looked at Chen Qianyu and, in the back of her mind, couldn’t help the blunt commentary: She doesn’t look very smart… Hellagur watched the young mounted guard, and for a moment the past stood up in front of him. Angelina and Jelperta compared field-scanning techniques, trading notes like old colleagues who’d finally found someone worth talking shop with. And two red-haired girls sat side by side, thinking hard—each trying to figure out the same question: Who am I, really?

Reincarnated as Shirou Emiya, he awakens on the 18th Floor of the Dungeon—only to be discovered by the Loki Familia and brought back to Orario. In daily life, he’s a god-tier chef who conquers even the strongest familia’s appetite. In battle, he’s a rule-breaking newcomer who can forge countless god-class armaments by hand. When the craft of a Heroic Spirit intertwines with the blessings of the gods, the Labyrinth City enters an era that belongs to “Emiya, the Great Hero.” Ais Wallenstein: “Shirou… teach me the meaning of wielding a sword—Invisible Air · Sword of Promised Victory (Excalibur)!” Ryuu Lion: “You made me understand that justice has never withered—Astraea · Universal Correction! By this blade… I pass judgment!” … Before the end itself—the One-Eyed Black Dragon—the red-haired少年 stands upon the ruins, as the space behind him is swallowed by flame and turning gears. “My body is made of swords. My blood is steel. My heart is glass.”

After being smashed clean off the road by a cement truck, Su Yu reincarnates—system included—into the peaceful day-to-day life of the Golden Courtyard. He plans to grind the Abyss again in this new world… only to discover a fatal problem: without a bound Valkyrie, the system won’t even activate. With no way to play the power game, he shelves that ambition. But with a head full of Earth pop culture, Su Yu decides to start fresh the easy way—by becoming a spectacular “creative copier,” rewriting classic works and stirring up a roaring cultural storm. His happy new life has barely begun when, on a rain-washed evening, he meets Kiana—a girl who has somehow crossed over from the early Arc City era. That familiar ahoge droops. Her eyes are dull, like ashes after a fire burns out. “Is this… Arc City? I want to go back.” “You probably can’t.” “Why not?” “Because this place is very far from Arc City.” “How far?” “At least fifty thousand years.”

Cid is transmigrated into the Dungeon where “chance encounters” are everything, and he sets his sights on becoming the ultimate Eminence in Shadow. By day, he’s a harmless, forgettable background extra. Ryuu: “I like Cid… and everyone, too!” Hestia: “Cid is my familia! None of you are allowed to get close to him!” Riveria: “Cid isn’t just a nobody—though sometimes he’s far too bold.” But when night falls, he becomes the invincible Shadow. Fels: “Lord Shadow, it seems the Ishtar Familia has ties to the Dark Faction.” Alfia: “Shadow—why won’t you fight with your full strength?” Cid: “My name is Shadow. I lurk within the shadows… and hunt the shadows.” The story begins the moment he leaves the Astraea Familia.

Good news: I got isekai’d into Endfield. Bad news: my starter ability is making it rain. In plain terms, I can pull out a one-yuan coin anytime I want… and throw it. “You’re provoking me?” The Earthsplitter mugger blocking the road stared at the suspicious hooded guy in front of him—who had just fished a single coin out of his pocket, like he was tossing spare change to a beggar, and casually flicked it onto the ground. Honestly, he could feel himself starting to see red. “You’ve got it wrong—I didn’t mean it like that!” Hao Fan hurried to explain, hoping they could resolve this peacefully. But then—without thinking—his hand slipped back into his pocket and pulled out another one-yuan coin. And, by pure reflex, he tossed it on the ground again. “…” In that instant, the Earthsplitter’s dignity was ground into dust. From that moment on, there was no “talking it out”—only hostility. “I’m screwed… I think I’m about to die. (-_-)”

You wake up to find a beautiful girl standing over you, calmly informing you that “the organization” has decided you’ll be the new Manager. Zhou Zhuang’s mind goes blank. Me? Before I transmigrated I was just an ordinary nobody—how the hell am I supposed to become the boss of a Wing, one of the world’s titans? But… if the company needs me, then I, Zhou Zhuang, won’t back down. On the spot, he straightens up and solemnly begins to recite two lines of poetry— “If it serves the greater good—” “…Gou.”

Waking up overnight, Lin Dong shatters into countless fragments—each one reincarnated into a different world across the multiverse. As long as he makes contact with another version of himself, he can share and acquire the other’s power. From that moment on, the many Lin Dongs scattered across countless realms begin an unstoppable climb toward invincibility… except the “invincible” part is fine—the vibe, however, starts going wildly off the rails. Cooking Master Boy Lin Dong: “It’s special effects! I added special effects to the food!” DanMachi Lin Dong: “Getting stronger isn’t something you do overnight. The strong must pull the weak upward—only then can everyone grow stronger together!” Demon Slayer Lin Dong: “If I master Hamon Breathing, how will you respond?” Jujutsu Lin Dong: “Sukuna’s fingers? I’m eating them. I’m eating all of them!” Hollow Lin Dong: “If you can ambush from behind, why fight head-on?” High School DxD Lin Dong: “I thought it was a speed bump. Take it up with my fist. We’re all just trying to survive!” …and more.

After transmigrating, Russell binds to a system that lets him grow stronger the more evil he commits. But since he can’t bring himself to do anything truly monstrous, he chooses a different path—becoming a gentleman thief. By day, he’s Mrs. Hudson’s neighbor: a man with a mischievous streak, yet a genuinely kind heart. To his teachers and classmates, he’s an unambitious, good-for-nothing slacker. And to the girl next door, Charlotte Holmes, he’s the ever-on-call assistant—Watson. But by night, he becomes the phantom who makes every aristocrat in London tremble: the gentleman thief, and Holmes’s number-one target. He is also the accomplice of his desk mate—the criminal mastermind’s protégé—Mary Morstan. —Moriarty. · · “You’re asking why there are two James Moriartys? Isn’t it obvious? James and Moriarty are, of course, two different people. That’s called a married couple working as a team—makes the job twice as easy. Got it?”

“Stuck in Lobotomy. Kidnapped into Alley No. 23. Vanilla Don.” Survive in the cracks of the City. Bargain with its shadow. Corporations crowned with the name Wing rule the world— and all you have is a kitchen knife and the connections your ancestors left behind. Alley No. 23, also known as Flavor Alley— as long as you can accept eating your own kind, this place serves cuisine more fragrant than mountain delicacies, fresher than ocean fare. “Are you sure the office is opening here?” “Lots of acquaintances around.” — — — — A freak stroke of luck, and you transmigrate into a different City… but what does “people-first” even mean here? What do you mean cannibalism is literal? What do you mean “Alley No. 23 has lots of acquaintances”? In Project Moon’s City, where violence and oppression saturate the air and human lives are cheap, to survive as nothing more than an ordinary person (and a cook), Ke Ming and a mysterious blonde girl set out on a journey of love and dreams— (and cooking). “You’re daydreaming again—daydreaming about becoming the Father of Abnormalities, daydreaming about being the strongest in the City, daydreaming about awakening E.G.O, punching Claws and stomping Beholders.”

Arato Sora—Aozaki Aoko’s ex-boyfriend. Thanks to Aozaki Touko’s ill intentions, he’s forced into becoming a mage. A complete nobody—no bloodline, no family crest, no backing. The moment he truly steps into the world of Mystery, he’s blind as a newborn. And then it appears: a game-like dungeon instance where you can bring items back to reality. Of course he joins. In the game, you get matched with teammates—and among them are girls who are… clearly not quite right in the head. A mage is supposed to be someone who will do anything to achieve their goal. If it means I can fulfill my long-held vow, then even if I have to date ten problem girls to get there… I can accept that. “Yeah. If you’re a mage, none of that is a big deal.” “Gwah—please put the knife down first. People really do die when you cut them with the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception.”

After once again raising a Triple Crown Uma Musume, the legendary trainer Wu You was being interviewed by reporters. “Trainer Wu You, as a breakout newcomer who once left the trainer world due to an accident, why did you decide to return?” “It’s nothing. Took two years off, then came back.” “After you lost your sight, what has been the biggest difficulty in your vocational life?” “Hmm… not much, really. I just hope my girls won’t take advantage of the fact that I can’t see to try stealing my clothes, or forcing a horse to… jump…” “Ahaha… Then what do you think it takes to cultivate an outstanding Uma Musume?” “What do you think?” “Innate talent, complete facilities, an excellent trainer… oh, and nutritious, healthy carrots!” “Correct. That one is the most important.” “I understand. You mean you’re that ‘excellent trainer,’ right?” “No. What I mean is…” Wu You curled his lips into a smile, his tone loaded with implication. “I’m the carrot.”

First Life: Ruan Mei’s Student In his first life, Qi Zhimu was a student of Ruan Mei. “You’ve graduated. Leave. Until my research is complete, I won’t see you again.” “Yes… Teacher.” Qi Zhimu left alone—but he didn’t go far. He returned to the place they once knew and lived there in seclusion. From then on, he sent her plum-blossom wine once a year—never intruding, never disturbing her. Until the day he died of old age, he still did not live to see Ruan Mei emerge from her forbidden research. Much later, when she finally stepped out of the laboratory, she learned that Qi Zhimu had long since passed away. In that instant, she realized—almost as if waking from a dream— Her world had already been filled with his shadow… everywhere. When she uncovered the truth of the past, she finally understood: she herself had created it all with her own hands—only to bury everything in the end. Second Life: Jingliu’s Master In his second life, Qi Zhimu became Jingliu’s master. “Master… why have you never once been willing to look at me?” “Master… why is there no place for me in the softest part of your heart?” Day by day, she drew closer. Day by day, despair hollowed her out—until closeness turned into darkness, and longing curdled into obsession. Only when she witnessed Qi Zhimu’s death did she finally understand— The softest place in his heart had always been her. “Heh… hehehe… Master, you deceived your disciple so cruelly…” Third Life… Qi Zhimu respects the laws of reincarnation. He faces every death with calm acceptance. He lives openly. He dies unafraid. He carries no fixation, no lingering regrets—untouched by sorrow, unstained by grief. But the women left behind—burned by remorse and condemned to a lifetime of “almost”—do not see it the same way.

The transmigrator Bai Ye awakens a “Heaven Rewards Diligence” system: every skill on his status panel has proficiency, and any real training steadily turns into growth—effort in, power out. But the real cheat is AFK mode: the system provides three AFK slots. Whether it’s a talent trait or an ability trait, once slotted in, it will generate continuous gains automatically, letting him stockpile progress even when he’s not actively grinding. He assumes that’s the whole blessing—until, years later, an invitation arrives from a cross-dimensional mutual-aid chat group, linking him to people from entirely different worlds… and opening the door to even bigger opportunities (and chaos).

Reborn into the world of Dungeon Oratoria—an era where gods walk among mortals—Qianshuo begins a brand-new life. During his travels, he is ambushed by monsters that have escaped from the Dungeon. Pushed into a battle to the death, he crosses paths with Freya, newly returned from her journey through the desert. At the brink of death, Qianshuo burns away his very life and awakens the forbidden blade art—“Ittou Shura”. Azure flames coil around his swordlight. In that absolute dead end, his soul undergoes a transcendence. It is a radiance no one has ever seen before—light forged from pure swordlight itself. And in that instant, Freya realizes something: The “partner” she has been searching for… may have finally appeared. Afterward, Qianshuo—gravely wounded and hovering between life and death—is brought back to the Freya Familia. To repay the debt of that rescue, and to grow stronger, he chooses to join her familia. “Qianshuo— I want you to become the strongest.” That is Freya’s expectation of him. “I will become the world’s number one great swordsman!” That is Qianshuo’s vow in answer to her wish—his ideal, the dream he will stake everything on. …… And when Qianshuo completes the evolution of Ittou Rasetsu, ascending into the strongest swordsman of all— He finally notices something. The way Freya looks at him… is not the way a goddess looks at a mere follower. “Oh, right, Qianshuo. There’s one more line I forgot to say back then— Become the strongest in the world… and then become my partner. (…or rather.)”

When the Black Dragon shattered its seal, climbed up to the surface, and was just about to whip up a little world-ending calamity for fun— Gude: “Just woke up? Haven’t eaten yet, right? Then eat this—Bone Impact!” Black Dragon (skull cap shattered by a single punch): “?” Gude: “Oh, one punch wasn’t filling? Then have this sword—Divine Departure!” I mean—it's literally called Divine Departure. If it’s Divine Departure and you still don’t dodge, what, you think you’re more OP than a god? Black Dragon (now only half a dragon): “……”

“Bro, don’t mess with me—how could you possibly be a girl?” “Wait… bro, why don’t you have one?” “What do you mean ‘I smell so good’?” … After transmigrating to Terra, Lin Yuan—who suffers from severe gynophobia—finds this world decidedly unfriendly. Luckily, he still has a crew of good bros, both online and offline, to keep him company—otherwise, he’s pretty sure a guy like him wouldn’t survive here. He shares an apartment with Exusiai, treats Sora as his late-night online confessional, and occasionally receives help from Officer Ch’en, whom he’s never even met in person. In Lin Yuan’s heart, they’re all his trusted brothers. Until he realizes a very serious problem: Why are all his “brothers”… girls? “Bro—bro—Exusiai, can you… turn around for a second?” Watching the tragedy he created unfold, Lin Yuan sheds tears of bitter regret: “Aren’t we supposed to be brothers?” “But I don’t want to be your brother anymore!” Next time: Escaping from Terra’s basement!

“Fuse with me, Exusiai!” “Do you want power, Lemuel?” “Yeah, yeah! How do we do it?” “Just fuse with me.” “?”

After transmigrating into the role of Daxiang’s dad, Toyokawa Ling is confronted with a home so bare it’s practically empty. With no choice but to keep the family afloat, he scrambles to make ends meet—working part-time jobs by day and hustling with music on the side. Toyokawa Ling: “If I can’t pressure my daughter into going full Dark Xiang to ‘pop corn’ for everyone, then I’ll just have to do it myself.”