[Fate][Female-dominated][Crossdresser][Type-Moon][Xiao Nan Girl][Females outnumber men]

(The text in parentheses at the beginning of Chapter 1 is so beautiful! So beautiful! So beautiful! I'm saying it three times because it's important... Otherwise, I know you readers will have a lot of questions.)

He was reborn in England at some unknown time, becoming a prince named Astolfo, and was also bound to a system.

In a world where men generally have a lower status than women, I, as an only child, have been dressing as a woman since I was a child, and I am even about to marry a prince from another country!

The prince was said to be incredibly handsome, and the women who wanted to marry him could line up from Britain to Rome.

The problem is, I'm a man, how can I marry another man?!

…………

Artoria Pendragon has recently encountered a difficult situation because her teacher, Melie, is urging her to get married as soon as possible.

To avoid Sister Wang's hostility, she had been pretending to be a man since she was a child, and now that she has reached the right age, it is indeed time for her to get married.

The problem is, she's a woman! How can she marry another woman?!

And so, the prince, disguised as a woman, ran away on the eve of his wedding to the beautiful woman, who was disguised as a man!

"In conclusion, historically, King Arthur and his lover Astolfo were never truly in love, and as their Master, I absolutely cannot condone such a marriage!"

"So, Ah Fu, please marry me!"

"Master, you..."

Astolfo hesitated, looking at the drooling Gudako getting closer, wondering whether he should remind her that a bunch of Saber and Heroic Spirits with murderous expressions were standing behind her.

Everyone else gets directly transported into the game world, so why am I still being controlled by real-world players after my transmigration...? Wend stared at the blank character card in front of him, stroking his chin in deep thought. What? You say the more popular you are with players, the stronger you become! Okay, okay, I'll create an all-around healer right now! What! You say real-world players are all calling me "Dad"! And they're going crazy over me every day! They even want to bully me! ??? Well, I think staying in the game is pretty good then (trembling).

My name is Zha Zha Hui, or rather, I misspoke. Remember this: my name is Zhang Hui, and I am a time traveler.

The world I traveled to was strange; there were no crises like collapse or abyss.

He was born an orphan, but luckily he was adopted.

The starting gift is Doraemon (late but finally!), wow~ I never imagined it would be such a wonderful start.

This world has a pink piglet who works as a live streamer, a girl who cries and throws tantrums because she can't get any desserts, an abstract raccoon who likes to rummage through trash cans, a beautiful girl who is forever seventeen, a melon-obsessed robot fox, and an outlaw who shouts "stinky bear"...

So... is this the everyday world?

The beginning of all illusions is also the end of all journeys. Humanity's future must be created, expanded, and protected by humanity itself… not interfered with by those who lack the qualifications of "humanity." If you insist on interfering with humanity's future, who will you save? Without the Grand Order of the 48th Master, 'Fujimaru Ritsuka,' humanity is destined for destruction. And you cannot save anyone! As a parting gift, I bestow upon you a name. —Yuki Suzuki

He starts out finding himself a regular member of the Sky Ring Clan? And, to make matters worse, the robin's cousin without blood ties.

This is such a perfect start! As a transmigrator, of course I have a system, but what's with this damn system just abandoning a library from a time when humanity was shining like stars and running away?

(I'm too lazy to think about anything else, let's just read the main text (XP))

She created a battle-damaged Sora cosplay outfit, and the next second she was transported onto the train with a body covered in hideous wounds.

Faced with the terrified train crew and another living "self," he was completely bewildered.

Qiong: I'm fine, this injury doesn't hurt.

March 7 (bursts into tears): Waaaaah, he's been tortured to the point where he can't feel pain anymore!

Dan Heng (gripping his fist tightly): ...

Walter (adjusting his glasses): This child... has experienced despair that we cannot even imagine.

Qiong: I… (voice goes blank)

Himeko (feeling sorry for her): Stop talking, child, stop reminiscing. We all understand.

Qiong: (No! What do you guys even know?!)

The original, lively character, Qiong, with tears in her eyes, cornered him against the wall, insisting on touching him. Qiong: Why won't you tell me you're in pain? Why won't you rely on me! Don't hurt yourself anymore!

Qiong: ...Help, I'm really just a cosplayer!

The night was as still as a tranquil night sky, as lovely as twin stars. A girl's sky-blue twin tails hung down her back. Her paintbrush trembled in her hand, but she couldn't bring herself to paint. Because her "paint" was gone. Only by touching others could she acquire new colors. The girl thought for a moment, then jumped down from the bar stool, pushed open the door, and left the room. "Is Gresh going out?" Aponia asked, watching the girl emerge. "Yes, Mama Aponia," Gresh's voice was soft and obedient. "Okay, remember to come back early," Aponia said with a smile. For Gresh, acquiring other people's colors represented a desire to understand. This was also the girl's way of understanding the world. ...

[Of all martial arts skills, this is culinary skill] [Can't a weapon used to kill be used to cut vegetables? Is cooking such an inconvenient thing?] [The reason I am the number one chef in the Honkai world is not because my cooking skills are the best, but because no one who cooks as well as I can fight, and no one who can fight as well as I can cook.] In short, this is a passionate (?) story of an invincible chef opening a restaurant in the Honkai world and fighting against the Honkai.

Ye Hui transmigrated to a broken world, intending to live a carefree life until the finale.

However, reality is harsh: the future God of Earth stole my birthday cake, the Herrscher of Food offered to cook for me, and even the future Herrscher of Reason turned out to be my obedient apprentice in the game...

Time and again, he stepped into that predetermined destiny.

The "fire of life" that inexplicably ignited within him was both scorching and powerful.

He once asked, "I just want to survive, why do I have to save the world?"

But when the golden-red flames dancing in their palms reflect their smiling faces, those ordinary yet warm daily moments intertwine in their hearts.

At that moment, he understood.

"If fate has decreed that I was born to be the fuel for saving the world, then I will use this body to ignite the flames of tomorrow!"