Yo, Hi! I’m Frank, I made a deal with a demon to pay me some money for receiving a guest for a few days every week.
I had no idea about what I have done.
On May 1st, Conan ‘the God of Death’ came to my house. I was forced to let him in and we get involved in a criminal case.
On May 8th, Bruce Wayne ‘Batman’ came to me. I was forced to follow him to fight crime.
On May 16th, Hannibal Lecter, The Silence of the Lambs, came to my home. I can only say that I really can’t stand my guests.
"Are you really little dragon girl?"
Fang Qiye looked at the beautiful girl in front of him who was wearing a black trench coat, a high ponytail, a long sword on her back, a revolver in each hand, and a small skeleton carrying an ax behind her. He swallowed and asked in a low voice:
"That little dragon girl from the Tomb Sect?"
The girl nodded with a serious face:
"Yes, I am that little dragon girl."
As she said that, the girl raised her hand and fired a shot, hitting the head of a howling zombie that rushed towards her...
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[Foreword - This is a supernatural fanfic with the theme of Gensokyo]
This is about the special daily life of a certain boy——
One-third of a person's life is spent in sleep, so a boy can spend his youth in his dreams as a matter of course, provided that his childhood sweetheart girl can work well!
"So hurry up and slay the monsters for me, you lazy miko!"
"Cure the monsters? Me? Why? There's no money!"
[I hope everyone will support~ This work has been completed, and my integrity is guaranteed! 】
The Tang Dynasty failed to mend the sky, and demons were everywhere, and ghosts coveted it.
The three religions of Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism inherited the ancient immortal tradition, and refined instruments with bamboo, tea, silk, salt, rice, and porcelain to suppress ghosts and lock the underworld.
Wu Qi used the map of impermanence to contain hundreds of ghosts, and used incense to support the exiled immortals.
The thirty-six heavenly kings, the seventy-two earthly soldiers, ghosts, monsters, and demons are all included in my map.
It does not torture the owner, so feel free to watch.
Well! To put it simply, this is an online game where players control magic weapons, flying swords, and compete with each other to see how good their character is.
Also known as "We Can Be Adventurers Without All the Hassle" & "Is Turning the Adventurer's Guild into an Online Game Company a Wrong Thing?" In the opulent throne room of the Great Tomb of Nazarick, Ainz Ooal Gown sits high atop his throne, overlooking the crowd of cat-like players below. Cat Ferry: Look, meow! This is the protector of the Great Tomb of Tsuwu, the ruler of the fortress city of E-Rantel, the Supreme Being of the Great Tomb of Nazarick, the mayor of your Novice Village! The invincible Ainz Ooal Gown, the great Sorcerer King Ainz Ooal Gown! Why don't you all bow down and pay your respects, meow?
Originally a small clerk, I stumbled upon an immortal transcending a tribulation, and was dragged back to the Warring States Period. To survive, I resorted to modern technology, experiencing major historical events. It's impossible to revisit the original history, but to adhere to the records in the history books, I deliberately concealed many things. A chance encounter with a secret manual gradually transformed me into a cultivator. Over the course of millennia, I encountered beauties of all kinds, but without a breakthrough in my cultivation, I vanished into the dust of history...