For some reason, Pegasus Yakou traveled to the world of Yu-Gi-Oh and became a card issuance consultant for the International Illusion Society. Use the development ideas of the previous life Yu-Gi-Oh to pave the way for the development of duel monster cards in this world. The matter of rarity is left to different rarities. As a consultant for fair card battle games, I must try my best to ensure that everyone has something to read and everyone has something to play. what? Darzi, the name of the card you use is Oriha Gang's enchantment? It seems that our company has never issued such a card, right? Use DIY cards to play against each other. As a referee, I will now give you an overall verdict. If you have any objections to the ruling, you are welcome to come to the International Illusion Society Referee Management Office during working hours to complain to me.
Chen Sansi traveled back to the chaotic end of a dynasty, thankfully with the hardworking system by his side.
He originally wanted to hunt to earn money and someday go to the Martial Arts Hall to learn some basic fist and foot techniques, aspiring just to be an ordinary rich man.
Yet, fate had other plans.
With officials imposing heavy taxes and the Martial Arts Hall bullying the citizens, he had no choice but to enlist in the army to survive, becoming an archer.
From "archery (entry-level)," he worked tirelessly up to "operating a ten thousand weight bow, where arrows cannot be dodged," taking the heads of enemy generals from a hundred miles away!
From "basic soldier's spear technique," he worked tirelessly up to "National Guardian Dragon Spear, growing more valiant with each battle," standing firm with a spear on horseback, alone turning back the Enemy Army of a million!
Years later, Chen Sansi, having campaigned in the south and battled in the north, was truly invincible under the heavens, commanding two hundred thousand of the Iron Cavalry.
Watching his subordinates forcibly ascend him to the throne and become emperor, he felt quite helpless: 'You... you have really caused me trouble!'
Reborn in the American comic world, awaken the god-level role-playing system! Playing as the God of Death Aizen, the goddess of death Hela starts vomiting, and unexpectedly obtains the protection of Asgard. [Playing as the God of Death Aizen, gain 100% of the power of the God of Death Aizen] [Playing as the night monster Akado, gain 100% of Akado's power] [Playing as One-Punch Man Saitama, gain 100% of the power of One-Punch Man]...Continuous role-playing, Chen Xuanbin has unknowingly become invincible! The introduction is weak, please read the main text. Also known as "American Comics: Starting as the God of Death Aizen", "My Wife Hela", "I am really not the son-in-law of Asgard"
A humble scholar, with bones as thin as feathers, treads the foul wind; his blood, congealed into cinnabar, scorns the Daoist master.
Claws shatter cities and devour the sun and moon; a demonic heart refines the world and scorns the heavens.
The cauldron melts all laws to open a new realm; the sword shatters a thousand sects to reach the summit.
Do not concern yourself with the affairs of good and evil throughout the ages; only a single thought can govern the primordial chaos.
A letter from Grandpa arrived from afar, saying there was a farm for me to inherit. So Matthew went and started planting parsnip. But what's with this owl? Hogwarts? Ah, of course, of course, I love Hogwarts' greenhouses! I'm a peaceful farming enthusiast! But, Mr. Voldemort, why are you stepping on my land?
[A blend of fantasy, simulation, comedy, plot-driven, action-packed, and quirky—a truly gifted individual!]
The story begins with Xu Chuan choking to death while drinking water, and his soul is transported to another world.
"System, start the next simulation."
[Ding, drawing a random talent.]
[Congratulations, host, you have drawn a random white talent: "Born Mentally Retarded"]
[Congenital intellectual disability: "You were born mentally disabled; you always do all sorts of inexplicable things."]
[Life Simulation Begins]
On the first day, you looked up and gave the sky the middle finger.
Outside the simulator.
Xu Chuan's face darkened.
"Aaaaaah! This is outrageous! System, get out of my way! Don't stop me! I'm going to kill him!"
...
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"System, start the next simulation!"
[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have drawn the white talent: "Mental Illness"]
[Mental Illness: "You've felt much better since you got mental illness."]
"..."
——
Watching himself being brutally humiliated on the ground in the simulator, Xu Chuan felt like crying but had no tears left.
Xu Chuan: "System, please! Just give me a normal talent!"
"Alright, given the host's thicker-skinned personality, the system will slightly increase the drop rate of high-quality talents. This is a one-time exception."
[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have drawn the purple talent: "Housewife Killer"]
[The "Young Woman Killer": "As the name suggests, you are a succubus among men; your attraction to mature young women is 100%!"]
...
Xu Chuan: "Ashiba!"
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"Attention all units! Paratrooper Xu Xiaochuan is preparing to parachute in!"
"The perplexities of cultivation and the mysteries of ascension—watch as Xu Chuan unravels them one by one, dominating the immortal realm with the help of the simulation system!"
Transmigrating to the DC Universe, Russo became a background character in the final showdown between Batman and the Joker. Fortunately, his "Fourth Wall Eye" arrived on time. From then on, the multiverse gained a cheerful "director." During the Battle of New York, he had the Avengers film "off-duty" memes. In the Black Robe World, he turned the Civil War into a global live-action show. When the God of Order descended upon the DC main universe, attempting to format everything, Russo cleared his throat, faced the audience across the universe, and raised the microphone: "Don't panic, now please welcome our debaters—100 Batmen who have been spoiled, and a Superman who has learned 'Serious Punch'!" "In this multiverse, I will be responsible for the humor, and I will also define—what is called the true ending!"
Transmigrating to Douluo Continent is the good news that my surname is Tang, the bad news is that my name is Tang Shan; the good news is that my martial soul body has innate full soul power, the bad news is that it's not the answer from Douluo Continent 1; ...Master, your theory is flawed. Blue Silver Grass can definitely absorb the soul rings of animal soul beasts. I didn't say it couldn't, I just said it's not suitable. You should know that I am the master, you will definitely regret it. Yu Xiaogang angrily slammed the door and left... Tang Shan, the founder of the Body Sect, the number one person on the continent, and the theoretical master of the martial soul world, how does he solve the battle of the three gods? Tang Shan: My astonishing wisdom tells me that I should use my astonishing power. In an instant, his body swelled up, reaching the sky and standing tall, holding the God Realm in one hand, with a smile on his face: Can we negotiate? This is an ordinary story of a transmigrator who got the wrong answer and researched martial souls with his knowledge from his previous life and a little bit of imagination. ...
He is a former sixth-ranking executive officer of the Fools, now a wandering dark general under the command of the god of wisdom, Buyer, who failed to eliminate himself by jumping into the World Tree and was left to labor reform in Sumeru. He is currently in the midst of a great journey.
Even without the Vision in the New World, the Wanderer, as a god-created doll, was practically invincible; anything but an Elite Four member was a piece of cake. The doll, already free of any ties, had no obsession with returning to Teyvat, though he didn't know when he would ever repay the historical sins he owed. The Wanderer sighed; he certainly didn't want that little white thing constantly yelling at him about "escaping from prison."
The New World is very small. Apart from the country that is similar to the Inazuma culture, there are only a few other remote places similar to Mondstadt Fontaine that can be visited. Moreover, the number of murders in this world in a day is more than the number of experimental subjects consumed by Dottore in a day!
A wanderer who inadvertently thwarted a murder attracted the attention of a strange organization whose members all used codenames and had no official name. As the organization approached him for recruitment, the wanderer had a premonition that if he stayed with them and waited for their destruction, he could return to Teyvat. Looking at the black box emitting electronic sounds before him, the wanderer agreed to the invitation from the man who called himself "Rum."
The wanderer had assumed this lousy organization couldn't be worse than the Fatui, but he was wrong... he'd overestimated them. At least the Fatui weren't useless!
P.S.: Brother Liu will absolutely not become a test subject, absolutely not! Brother Liu belongs to neither the black nor the red side, Brother Liu is free!
[Bungo Stray Dogs fanfiction + short story + romance + OOC warning + immature writing style, free-flowing, slice-of-life plot, the protagonist will not be part of the original story, it's a fanfiction with many original characters, please don't read if you mind, and you can get the general style from the synopsis] Self-introduction: I am an assassin. After all, in a dangerous world overflowing with superpowers and guns, isn't it normal to be an assassin? By the way, my performance is 100%, and I still have the professional ethics of an assassin. I can't call myself the number one assassin, but I can barely be the number two? After all, my main job can't support my living expenses, so I can only occasionally do side jobs to maintain my precarious life. Serious synopsis: Me (without blushing or skipping a beat): "I'm a law-abiding citizen." "..." Would a normal person introduce themselves like that? After several years of assassin experience, I unexpectedly joined the Armed Detective Agency after a day trip to the military and police, becoming a member. It feels good, except my wallet hurts. Everyone: "Isn't this your own fault?" I can't refute it: I'm overwhelmed with sadness. Later, the conspiracy known as "The Book" fell on my head. I'm so annoyed: I've already told you I have nothing to do with the book, but you just won't believe me. Thumbs up, six. And then… I can't spoil any more!!! Attention!!! This isn't a fictional story; the main character is female. CP: Hmm, forget it, I'm too incompetent to write romance. (Originally it was Dazai.) Let's go with a friendship story. Also, proceed with caution before jumping in.