[Western Fantasy + Fusion Worldview + DND-like + Multiple Female Protagonists + Fighting Dust]

Elves, dwarves, halflings? Where does this come from?

Mage, priest, paladin? Supernatural powers? Interesting...

Spellcasting talent detected? Does that mean I can become a noble mage?

"No, buddy, what do you mean by assigned to the Geotechnical and Natural Sciences School?"

"Damn it! How come I'm assigned to civil engineering after arriving in another world?"

…

"Master Mage Gerudo, what do you think of the famous and legendary graduate of your magic academy?"

Many years later, when faced with an interview, the elderly magician remained silent for a long time.

"Nothing with a mage's soul!"

[Succubus + Western Fantasy World + Light Novel + Sigma + Farming + Cultivation Stream + Multiple Girls]

At the beginning, he traveled through the villain's minions and was even killed and his body was thrown away. Faced with his poor and almost pitiful physical fitness and ridiculously high charm value, Angel did not complain or cry, but just gritted his teeth and calmly tried his best to survive.

Build a camp, be self-sufficient, earn money to go to school, and teach yourself...

He overcame the difficulties with gritted teeth, but there were more and more uninvited guests in his life:

The little girl who was destined to be sacrificed to the demon god always came to secretly watch him.

The Ice Witch, who should be a good match for the hero, always blushes inexplicably when looking at him.

The White-haired Witch, whose total magical power rivals that of an ancient sage, seems to favor him.

The cruel and hypocritical princess seems to have taken a completely different path from the main plot.

He clearly just wanted to survive in this world by relying on his familiarity with the plot and knowledge of the future, but Angel slowly discovered that things seemed to be beyond his control.

Ultimately, he had to make his own choice:

Should he follow the plot, or give up his only advantage and live a different life?

...

Angel looked up at the sky and sighed, but his emerald green eyes remained calm and peaceful.

"Anyway, time to get to work."

In the dark night, he talked to himself and gently stirred the charcoal in the campfire with tongs. The sparks illuminated his face, which seemed always calm. Ingres stood up and walked towards the dark forest.

...

This is a story about a villain who fights to the death to survive.

[Dragon + Western Fantasy + Evolution + Multiple Female Protagonists + Semi-Invincible + Pseudo-DND + Lord]

A soul from another world accidentally fell into the body of a dragon.

However, the dragon race that once dominated the world has long lost its glory.

The giant dragons huddled in the legacy of their ancestors, struggling to maintain the flame of their tribe.

The original sin engraved on my scales and the infamy flowing in my blood destined me to become the center of the storm, attracting greedy covetousness and endless attacks.

Since peace is a luxury and survival is war...

Then let disaster strike.

I will tear apart the false peace with my claws and fangs, and burn all invading enemies with my dragon's breath! I want this trembling continent to remember what a true dragon is, a dragon that brings despair to all living beings!

Godzilla's nuclear reactor roared in my chest, spewing out streams of incandescent white light enough to incinerate the ocean.

The Sky Comet Dragon's spear wings unfolded on my back, and the supersonic scream tore through the clouds, dominating the vast sky.

The devouring power of Taotie surges in my blood, and the essence of all things is my nourishment.

The invincible evolutionary ability of the immortal evil lizard is engraved in my bones. It is immortal and will become stronger with each battle!

I will absorb the essence of all powerful creatures in this endless plane, melt them into one furnace, and forge this immortal dragon body that carries the ultimate power!

When my eyes are cast towards the kingdom of God high above.

Under the gaze of the dragon's pupil, even the gods will tremble in endless fear!

Tags: D&D essay, Faerûn, Mage Introduction: The paladin pushed open the gates of the mage tower, his voice deafening: "Emia, I've confirmed it, the blueprints are flawed. It's impossible to create the Holy Avenger with them. Don't waste any more time!" "...The blueprints are flawed?" The mage Emia blankly raised the five holy swords in her hand. "Then what is this pile I just created?" ******Second Edition Introduction************ The magic network has been dormant for a century. Mortal souls are gradually falling into the hands of demons, and the cycle of death is about to begin. To cleanse evil, overturn hell, blast through the hazy realm, and let the light of magic and goodness shine once more, a single sword is not enough.

[Struggle + Wizarding World + Wizards + Dimensional Advancement + Exploring Truth + Dimensional Warfare + Spatial Fortress]

I was transported to another world, and it turns out I was originally a slave.

Through tireless efforts, he finally changed his identity.

What? This is a supernatural world, and ordinary people are still at the bottom of society.

Knowledge can change your destiny, but how can you change it if you can't even read?

Only hard work and unwavering will have been the driving force that has kept him moving forward.

The path to truth is fraught with thorns and obstacles; we must overcome them and forge ahead despite the burdens.

Fortunately, he had some like-minded companions and friends who traveled with him through the heavens, conquered planes, and explored the truth.

This is a story of an ordinary person's struggle in the wizarding world, and also a story of the wizarding world's rise across the myriad planes.

Countless years later, having long since ascended to the ninth level of a great wizard and possessing an endless lifespan, he still pondered: What is eternity?

(In the early and middle stages, you will be in the Alliance, with two identities, and a semi-dark style. In the later stages, when you have strength, you will become a pure dark style.)

Zhao Feng, who was thrown into another world by a dump truck on a rainy night, became the most humble ant in the Pokémon world - a sixteen-year-old orphan. His only asset was a shabby house that even caterpillars were unwilling to live in.

While his peers were basking in the spotlight at the gym, he clutched an expired sandwich from the convenience store, peeking at the dazzling world at the junction of neon lights and shadows.

Until the blood words appeared on the retina: [Elf Hunter System Activated]

The first mission made his pupils tremble - stealing the elves from Dr. Li Xiang's research institute.

A ghost hunter at the top of the Dark Web's bounty list, a faceless VIP at the black market auction house, a forever blurred silhouette on the Alliance's wanted list... Zhao Feng danced on the tightrope. A Charizard burned through half the black market, carving a bloody path for him, a giant black Beedrill piercing the Stalker's throat...

Under the bloody dawn, the boy and his "stolen" elves tear apart the hypocritical utopia.

But the hunter will eventually understand that all the gifts of fate have already been marked with a price tag the moment the Poké Ball is snapped.

[Dungeons & Dragons x Elden Circle, Souls of All Souls, Sword & Magic, Fantastic Adventure] Riggs is a hardcore Souls gamer. For several years, he's spent all his free time playing the new Souls game, Elden Circle. Until one day, he was transported to another world. But it wasn't the longed-for Nimgfu, but a completely unfamiliar city: Baldur's Gate. The good news: he'd awakened the [Circle System]. The bad news: he only had the Circle System, not a true Faded. This meant he didn't have immortality. But that wasn't important. What mattered was that the [Circle System] had given him access to a completely different power system from this world. While others, limited by their professions, could only develop in one direction, multitasking and making trade-offs, he, relying on his own skill build, became a master of everything...

"I have a dream. On the red hills of Andhramar, demihuman catgirls can sit at the same table with human maidens, sharing the bond of brotherhood." — Liberator Chris Sylvania, excerpt from the speech "I Have a Dream." A game streamer was accidentally reincarnated into a world of steam and magic, where demihumans coexist with humans. The good news was that he had access to a dungeon system filled with various mods from his previous life, the game "Dungeon King." The bad news was that these mods included character enhancements, transforming him from the original dungeon boss, the Dragon of the End, into the horned, majestic dragon lady, Chris Sylvania. Looking at the huge amount of gold needed to upgrade the dungeon, Chris's mind was reduced to two words: make money! So, the dungeon that should have welcomed brave warriors became a moonshine workshop, with green-skinned goblins and...

Leon Harrisonville, a descendant of a family who traveled to another world, was forced to take over the North's most impoverished territory: Wolverine. Leveraging a system he created, he could discern the loyalties and talents of his subordinates, maintain advanced intelligence, and even maintain a real-time map of the territory. Some even claimed to have witnessed the lord transform into a dragon and drive back the cursed dragon. However, Wolverine was only the beginning. When war engulfed the kingdom, Leon was no longer content with his isolated existence. He tamed the icy plains, expanded his military, and annexed neighboring states with an iron fist. Betrayal of the king? That was the smallest of ambitions. Loyalty? Everyone knew it was just a joke.

Transmigrator Su Tong recently discovered many people's secrets. Her classmate, a loser, is the world's largest monster; the young master of her employer's family, who works as a cook, is an eternally burning pupil magician; her online friend is actually a rich young lady in real life… As for her roommate in their cramped apartment, she is Jormungandr, the Dragon King Jormungandr! Fortunately, she is no ordinary person either, having acquired the profession [Soul Shaper], with the following talents: [Death Premonition]: Sensing those who are about to die within a 50-meter radius, in the form of a countdown. [Resurrection]: Killed lives will revive in the form of mournful servants, obeying your commands. On a night of relentless torrential rain, the fallen undead horde ignited with purple death flames, rising as an army of corpses, charging towards the one-eyed deity on the back of the eight-legged steed, causing the deity to tremble in fear! Starting with the [Soul Shaper], she begins the [Sword…]