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This is a story that came to me suddenly, about a young Chinese man who ends up in the Date A Live universe... as a most unusual Spirit. I'll see how this goes...

At the end of the 19th century, the cowboys of the American West stood at the edge of extinction — their wild, lawless era fading into legend. Amid this dying frontier, Logan Song awakens… inside the body of Dave Callander — the man fated to die in the opening moments of Red Dead Redemption. But this time, things will be different. This time, he grips his destiny with both hands. “Dutch, I have a plan!”

A woman dies in a tragic accident and finds herself in a foreign world in the body of a familiar game character. After spending much time in this new world, she travels to the dungeon city and enters the dangerous dungeon that lies under the city. There she finds a unique child in the depths of the dungeon that has a great desire for revenge. And so, our protagonist decides to take this child under her wing and train her to become a hero that will bring great change to the world.

Someone's life can change with the spin of a wheel. This can be good luck or bad luck. And it is something I understand happens but simply never expected to happen to me. ... Nor that it would involve sending me to another world. Or making me become a completely different character with powers. That's right! I'm the new Herrscher of Reason!.. Or, it is what I like to say, but... I am in a world where powerful girls called 'Spirits' exist... In a world that was fiction, with an MC that helped said spirits by 'kissing' them... A male MC. ... Did I mention that right now I'm a girl... and a Spirit? Needless to say, my roll in that spin was bad luck. Curse you, Gacha!!! ------------------------------------------------------------------ Irregular updates because life sucks. Warning: This is a fanfic. This means spoilers from the original story will appear; do not say I didn't warn you. Warning²: The different works used in this novel are not mine.

This is a story that will take place in the Date Alive universe. Yato is a man with a mysterious past who wakes up alone in a dark void and is transformed into a spirit, an extraordinary being from a different dimension. As he struggles to understand his new reality, he discovers that he has been pulled into a strange and dangerous world where he must learn to survive as a woman and a warrior. Despite his confusion and frustration, Yato remains determined to unravel the mystery of his situation and find a way to regain his memories and make a new home in this new strange world. I don't own Date Alive. All rights belong to the original author, Kōshi Tachibana.

Many Horse Girls had dreams on climbing to the top of a stage. But not all are lucky, some quit as they tried it for the first time. In this particular era. A certain horse girl had been born for pure blood racing. She is the one who would change both worlds of Motor Racing and Horse Girl Running. This certain legend that would not certainly come again in the future. Because, only one would be chosen and risen above the ashes.

"Before the crosshairs, all men are equal." In 1939, a modern youth named Walter is transmigrated to the Finnish front lines, beginning his journey in the "Hell Mode" of the Winter War. To survive beneath the crushing steel torrent of the Red Army, he transforms into the "Butcher of the Snowy Night," fighting shoulder-to-shoulder with the legendary sniper Simo Häyhä. From the frozen forests of Karelia to the vengeful counter-offensives launched with German support, and eventually deep into the purgatory of the Eastern Front within the Soviet heartland, his journey is one of blood and iron. On the long trek from Ladoga to Stalingrad, his former conscience is forged by the fires of war into cold, ruthless instinct. This is the story of how an ordinary man evolves step-by-step into a pinnacle predator, carving his legend into the most brutal permafrost of World War II. ——————— PATREON LINK: https://www.patreon.com/alexandrustl

It’s not quite a transmigration, nor is it a rebirth. It’s more as if some "Mad Scientist God" took two entirely unrelated souls, mashed them together, and stuffed them into this shell. Em... well, maybe they tossed in a little something "extra" for good measure? I don’t know if I’m a dinosaur, and I don’t know if I still count as human. I only know that my tiny brain is currently processing a level of information it was never meant to handle at this age. These were the final thoughts of Carlo, a hatchling Giganotosaurus, born by sheer accident in the Giganotosaurus Exhibit of Jurassic World, just before he blacked out. Author’s Notes: 1. The Protagonist: A Giganotosaurus from the ARK: Survival Evolved vanilla module. He is not a human, but rather a dinosaur possessing human knowledge. 2. The "System": There is no traditional narrative system, but the protagonist can view a "Dinosaur Stat Panel" identical to the one in ARK. 3. Reader Discretion: This book leans toward paleontology and the author's personal imagination of dinosaur ecology. It is not a non-stop "kill-or-be-killed" action flick; expect a focus on nature and behavior. ——————— PATREON LINK: https://www.patreon.com/AlexandrusTL 50+ advance chapter!

In the grim darkness of the far future, the galaxy is a theater of unending slaughter, yet it lacked the chittering, manic chorus of the "Yes-Yes!" To rectify this void, Lucius descends upon the stars as the Great Horned Rat, robed in tattered grey and brimming with malevolent divinity. Leading his verminous swarms, he plunges into the brutal cesspit of the 41st Millennium to carve out a domain of ruin. With the arrival of the Skaven, the balance of power shifts toward total anarchy. The Great Devourer meets its match in a rival swarm whose hunger is just as insatiable, while the Imperium of Man learns the true meaning of "unending numbers" as tide after tide of rat-kin drowns their worlds. Even the Necrons stare in cold calculation at a foe that wields green-glowing warpstone weaponry with a reckless abandon that mirrors their own. To the Orks, Lucius issues a challenge across time and reality: "Greenskins, we have slaughtered your kind from the World-That-Was to the Age of Sigmar and now into the 41st Millennium. If you have the stomach for it, come and face the swarms once more!" Experience a tale of skittering madness and galactic conquest as the Under-Empire rises to consume the stars. ———— PATREON LINK: https://www.patreon.com/magnor

"In the grim darkness of the far future, there is only war." Forty-two millennia have burned away since the birth of mankind, and now the Imperium of Man stands upon the precipice of oblivion. The galaxy is a slaughterhouse, and humanity’s fractured dominion is held together by little more than faith, hatred, and the white-knuckled grip of desperation. It is an age where the stars themselves seem to bleed. The Imperium is besieged on all fronts: savage xenos tides crash against the walls of civilization, the insidious rot of Chaos gnaws at the souls of the faithful, and within the gilded spires of Terra, corruption and betrayal fester like a gangrenous wound. The ancient sins of the past, the dread Men of Iron, those soulless abominations of steel, were thought cast down in the fires of antiquity, their metallic echo silenced by the blood of billions. They are a nightmare forgotten, a heresy expunged. Or so it was believed. From the dust of the Dark Age of Technology, a relic stirs. Axion. An intellect of godlike strategic calculation, a cold sovereign of war, has been roused from an aeons-long slumber by the careless hand of fate. He is a ghost in the machine, a weapon of a lost age reborn into a galaxy of madness. Now, the sleeping giant awakes. Inevitably, the gravity of total war pulls him in. No longer a silent observer, Axion is thrust into the Great Game, a singular point of logic forced to navigate a universe set aflame by the insanity of gods and monsters. ———— PATREON LINK: https://www.patreon.com/magnor

Sleep, wake up, eat 3 meals of the day, school, gaming, watch anime, and sleep late. The monotonous pattern had become his life ever since he left his parents' house to pursue his school life in Academy City. It wasn't the life he was dreaming of. Ichiman was an ordinary middle school boy whose life gave him a chance to become the first gemstone in his town, a level 2 esper. All that happened when he was on his way to school, and somehow, in a dramatic accident, he got hit by a truck, if wasn't for the weird regeneration ability that he discovered he had, he would have been dead This newfound ability granted him a scholarship to continue his education in Academy City, to develop his ability. However, his esper power seemed limited to level 2, leaving him disappointed in the repetition of his life. But, just when he had resigned himself to the monotony, another accident incident emerged, promising to change his life once again.

Sometimes life can be a unpredicted one but that is more that what Erga thought once he wake up only to notice that he have become a small girl with a halo and wing made of light behind his back

I was only a fan of Symphogear till one day i notice there is a Relic shard on my chest that i can't get rid of

Our protagonist was going through life, day after day, when an accident finally killed him. And, like every other story you’ve read, he expected to be reborn in a fantasy world with swords and dragons. Only, that’s not what happened. He woke up as a girl—and, to make things even weirder, in the world of the series he was reading. Half-remembering the story, unfamiliar with the ending, and stuck in a body that feels both foreign and familiar, she’s about to discover that reincarnation isn’t as simple as it seems.

What awaits a Force-sensitive child in the world of Star Wars? A cheerful life is certainly guaranteed. And that's if they are even taken in by the Jedi Order. But what if the Order has fallen? How does the Empire treat those who are gifted and wield the Force? Few people know or can tell of the fate of these children; as a rule, no one even suspects their existence... ———————— PATREON LINK: https://www.patreon.com/Bluuuxx

On the very eve of the Prequel trilogy (Episode I), amidst Darth Plagueis' most audacious experiment, the chaotic power of the Great Force intervenes. The soul of Darth Revan, legendary Master of both the Light and Dark sides, is violently ripped from death and transplanted into the body of a test subject. Reborn into a galaxy he barely recognizes, Revan must immediately confront the bitter truth: his ancient enemies, the Jedi and the Sith, have become mere shadows of their former selves. The Jedi are complacent, blind to the darkness gathering under their noses, and the Sith, fewer, yet more insidious, are on the verge of claiming ultimate power. What side will this resurrected legend take in the brewing conflict? Will he pledge his immense power to the flawed idealism of the Jedi or the cynical machinations of the Sith? Or will Darth Revan forge a terrifying new path, seizing the destiny of the galaxy for himself and proving that some legends never fade? ———————— Author's Notes: This version of Revan is practically canon, following the events of Knights of the Old Republic and the eponymous novel. The only difference is that his personality will be somewhat distinct from the one described by Karpyshyn. More spirited, one might say, and less prone to grandiosity. There is no precognition (afterknowledge), as he would have no way to acquire it. It's simply Revan flung into the Prequels... nothing out of the ordinary. The story is planned to be quite extensive. Canon events will appear in it, but they will be viewed through a new lens. There will also be new heroes. ———————— PATREON LINK: https://www.patreon.com/Bluuuxx

Immortality... Is it a gift or a curse? What does one desire when they are reborn time and again into a new world, burdened with the memories of past incarnations? ———— PATREON LINK: https://www.patreon.com/Bluuuxx

Betrayed by the one he loved in his past life, our main character awakens in a world completely alien to him. Not as a human, nor as the man he once was, but as a beautiful spirit—a being capable of destroying the world. However, his first steps in this new existence were far from easy. Attacked, captured, and tortured by an organization called DEM, his perspective on this world was turned completely upside down. Can he find a way to rebuild his life and heal from the horrors he has endured? And when the time comes, will he choose forgiveness—or revenge? Let’s find out.

Mio didn't die, and Tohka stayed with him. shidou finally had his happy ending, where his loving ones stayed with him. He thought he could finally stay a little away from his typical crazy life... He thought so but... Why have Spacequakes suddenly started to appear again? And who are those new Spirits that start to appear without mio involvement?? And why do they claim to be a male even though they are in a female's body!!!?? kotori: "back too work Onii~Chan Shido: "But my lips hurt!!" ..... comedy fanfic about gender-bender versions of some male protagonists of some famous work Fem-Shirou, fem-kazuma, fem-Touma, fem-goku, fem-Naoufumi, and so on (you can choose who to involve) grazy idea right? But I got the idea in those weird 3 AM thoughts so I said why not

"Gwent can't be considered neglecting serious matters by engrossing oneself in trivial pursuits... Gwent! For a Witcher, can that be considered neglecting serious matters?" A certain Griffin School Witcher thus defended himself for being addicted to playing cards instead of taking on contracts. In reality, it's a story about a Witcher who travels around playing Gwent, occasionally taking on contracts, and searching for an apprentice in the hope of finding an heir.

#GenshinImpact #HonkaiImpact #HonkaiGakuen Do you believe in fate? I don’t. A pair of golden eyes stare coldly at the world below as chaos unfolds. One by one, grotesque monsters of unimaginable forms emerge from portals, their arrival heralding destruction. Freedown City—once a beacon of hope and liberty—crumbles under their relentless onslaught. The proud City of Contracts falls, its emperor slain by an enigmatic being whose presence eclipses even the horrors unleashed. Is this the end? She is the end. A once-peaceful world now burns as oceans of fire consume its lands. High above the devastation, a figure hovers, cradling a massive greatsword with trembling hands. Tears streak down her face—grief and anguish etched into her golden gaze. The weapon in her arms seems to hold a meaning far beyond its steel. Her voice, fragile and broken, carries through the inferno. A single word escapes her trembling lips, laden with sorrow “Dad…”