If fate is unfair, then expose it!

Reincarnated as a human, from infancy to top-tier magician, he will reclaim everything he lost in his previous life. In this life, he will personally tear apart the shackles of his past: first, he will become a fierce warrior who roams across other worlds, washing away past humiliations with his sword; then, he will ascend the throne of top-tier magician, making all those who dare to look down on him tremble under his magic.

He owed him fairness in his past life, and in this life he will take it back, bit by bit, with interest, using magic and power!

After rejecting his senior's confession, Fang Yuan entered a death game.

A game where you die if you don't finish it, unless you die or transcend?

If you get first place in the first game, you can draw a prize from the Elite Bronze Chest.

All in!

If you don't use cheats in such a dangerous game, you might as well commit suicide!

Talent Awakening Potion? Elite Silver Reward? Drink up!

Awakened growth talent, elite gold rating? Wow!

I've always said, what child cries every day? What gambler loses every day?

Wings of the Covenant: The stronger your wings, the stronger you become! Dear older and younger sisters, to help me conquer the game, become my wings! ...

Sylvie was miserable. And it wasn't just because of her name, which sounded like that of a slave girl. The fantasy RPG "The Strongest Witch of Another World ~The Shining Light to Save the World~!" sounded like a terrible game, and Sylvie's only redeeming quality was her status as the strongest witch. Logically, she should have been on a romantic journey, spending her days with girls and ultimately saving the world. But then she was told the world was going to be destroyed in a thousand years—what the hell? Then she was told she was late in her transmigration, so the world would be destroyed in a few months—what the hell? Then she was told she was the strongest witch, but her witch powers could only be learned by herself—what the hell? This pathetic witch, reduced to a couch potato, could only laze around all day, hanging out with pretty girls, waiting for the meteorite to strike in a few months...

In 1999, my hometown was jointly named the best colony of the year and the most valuable alternate world to invade by the Great Witch Council and the World Witch Association. I made some small contributions to this—for example, I sold the coordinates of my hometown to a witch.

He arrived in the early Republic of China, a time of warlordism and widespread conflict. Relying on his foresight and advanced knowledge, a century ahead of his time, he gradually rose to power, ending the warlord era, expelling foreign powers, and leading the Republic to its rise. He schemed against the Japanese, the British, the Russians, and even the Americans, weakening the foreign powers and strengthening himself. He was the only Grand Marshal of the Army, Navy, and Air Force in the Republic of China—an unsurpassable legend! This book cannot be continued due to censorship. I apologize to all readers; it was not my intention to abandon the story. Group number: 202886761. Welcome to join! My new book, "Transmigrating to the Late Ming Dynasty: Rebuilding the Empire," has been released. Please support it!

Lin Chen, a middle-aged man, was furious when his daughter brought home a young, blond-haired boy. The boy's question, "Old Deng, is it safe to park a will-o'-the-wisp downstairs?" nearly killed Lin Chen. Lin Chen was reborn, returning to the year his daughter was born. This time, he wouldn't abandon his daughter again, turning father and daughter into familiar strangers. He would work hard to earn money, bring his parents and daughter to the city, and give his daughter a better education. Just as Lin Chen was racking his brains about how to make a fortune, the arrival of the Transmigrators' Chat Group disrupted his plans. Duan Lang: "Good brother, you haven't transmigrated, you're still on Earth? Can you buy me a pack of cigarettes? I've been here for over thirty years..."

Mu En transformed into a tree. Fortunately, he wasn't an ordinary tree; he was a meritorious tree, a golden tree that absorbed runes and faith to grow, capable of spreading its seeds throughout the myriad worlds. However, when he opened his eyes, he found himself rooted in a barren, poisonous land. Just as he couldn't find any believers and was about to wither and die from the poison, a girl named Nausicaä appeared beneath his canopy. "Who are you?" "Lost girl, believe in me! If you believe in the great golden tree, all your wishes will be granted!" "Can you help the Valley of the Wind fight against the Sea of ​​Decay?" "No problem! Just become my believer—" "Can you give us more food?" "Yes, just give your souls—" "Then can you help us repel the tanks and bombers of Torumekia?" "...Huh?" (This book is also known as: *The World of Miyazaki Hayao...*)

Luo Fan used the system to become the captain and, together with the Valkyrie, destroyed the Honkai and resurrected everyone who had sacrificed themselves in the Honkai. Just as he was living a carefree life with the Valkyrie, a fan-made video disrupted their plans.

Transmigrating to the world of DanMachi, Ron always felt that the dungeons he explored were different from everyone else's. From the spawn point to the boss floor, a 365-mile journey without a single rest stop; dungeon monsters setting up crossbows on narrow bridges; the despicable Sixth Brother lurking in dark corners, writhing and waiting to ambush; the indispensable treasure chest monsters of the Soul Wanderer; hidden paths... But it doesn't matter! Ron: What doesn't kill me only makes me stronger! ———Years later, the final battle descends upon Orario. Black Dragon: While out for a stroll, I encountered the world's strongest being, with stats beyond belief, as strong as a monster, whom I couldn't defeat despite my best efforts! Damn it. Who the hell raised this monster?! Dungeon: Yeah, who knows... (stabs hand)

Yao Feng unexpectedly transmigrated into the globally popular virtual game "God Continent," becoming an unnamed NPC, yet surprisingly retaining his player interface. Without hesitation, he switched to his former specialty, summoning magic. "Do you know why the undead are called a calamity?" A vast army of skeletons swept across everything, bone dragons soared freely, skeletal giants cleared obstacles, and endless undead awaited their summoning. At this moment, I alone am the calamity. No female lead, no dragging plot, crisp pacing, decisive action, no Mary Sue moments, and no toxic elements.