Ice and snow sealed away civilization, and storms extinguished steam—this was the post-Victorian era when a prosperous steam-powered civilization was destroyed by the harsh cold.

As a bishop banished to the frigid north by a mere decree, he fights for lost power, forging a fortress of faith amidst blizzards and apocalypse, guiding lost sheep through mercury and steam.

“I am not a shepherd, I am just a psychoanalyst who couldn’t find a job and was looking for another one.” — Bishop of the St. Lucia Winter Cathedral, Diocese of Speyside, the prayer master of the seven northern cities, the gatekeeper of Eden, the enemy of the frost giants, the remnant of the golden age, the keeper of the secrets of the old civilization, the spiritual mentor and psychiatrist of legendary knights, archmages, kings, popes, the poor, and wanderers. Siren Dellandt said this.

In the Elemental Plane, the battlefield was reduced to scorched earth. The roar of the Balrog lord clashed with legendary sorcery, shattering mountains and boiling rivers. The wizards' defenses were on the verge of collapse under the crushing force of pure violence. "Where is the reinforcement?... Our mana is exhausted!" a wizard roared, his voice drowned out by the deafening explosions. Boom—Boom—Boom—!!! A series of sonic booms tore through the sky, and a hundred-meter-tall steel shadow, like a meteor, crashed straight into the battlefield! A terrifying shockwave mixed with lava surged into the sky, sweeping away the smoke and the aftershocks of magic. The wizard gaped, staring at the terrifying steel behemoth before him, speechless with shock. But then, a red light flashed on the behemoth's head, emitting a deafening synthesized voice: [Scouts in position] [Coordinates confirmed] [Requesting command: Legion deployment] Plane...

[Adventure][D&D + Minor OCR Misconceptions][Physics-Based][Violent Priest] Transmigrating to Faerûn, Leon became a priest of the Temple of War. Bad news: He has a Perception of 9 and knows no divine spells. Good news: He has Strength of 16, and receives extra rewards for solving problems physically. From then on, he embarked on a maverick path of "physical missionary work." Prayer useless? Then he'll use his fists to silence the heretics. Holy Light dim? Then he'll use the sparks of his warhammer to illuminate the night. Dragons attack? Leon smiled slightly: "I possess a physical beast taming technique; have you heard of it?" Until one day, the God of War, Tempas: "Enough! Leon! I command you to learn a divine spell! At this rate, my followers will start stretching their muscles before praying!"

Traveled to another world and became an orphan.

Bound to a plug-in called [Strongest Player].

As long as you become No. 1 among all the contestants, you can go home.

Chu Bai: Wow, a great story is bound to unfold next, right?

Good news: The cheat is truly invincible, the kind that won’t even lose a single Rank match.

Bad news: Actually, if you lose, you will go back in time and space, and it will be released only if you win.

Chu Bai worked hard and won the first championship.

[Your player ranking rises to NO.45]

Chu Bai fought hard to win the second championship.

[Your player ranking rises to No.19]

Chu Bai won the third championship with great difficulty.

Your player ranking has risen to No. 2. You only need to defeat No. 1 Faker to go home.

Chu Bai excitedly won the fourth championship.

[Your player ranking remains unchanged, please keep up the good work]

Chu Bai:?

Chu Bai won the fifth championship in disbelief.

[Your player ranking remains unchanged, please keep up the good work]

Chu Bai:? ? ?

More than ten years later, Chu Baima passed away.

"No, who the hell is Faker? Why hasn't he retired yet?"

It’s bad, it’s been set up!

My name is Lynn, I am fourteen years old, from the Rhineland, and I live at 75 Brilliant Avenue in Catarina. I am unmarried, but I have a fiancée.

I'm currently studying at Rhine Academy, and I always get home before 8 PM, even when my fiancée is pestering me. I don't smoke or drink, and I go to bed at 11 PM to ensure I get a full eight hours of sleep. Before bed, I drink a glass of warm milk, and when I wake up, I say good morning to myself in the mirror. After the world is bathed in the gentle warmth of the morning sun, I practice my family's swordsmanship as usual. Everyone says I'm perfectly normal.

—Even today.

[Finally, you're here! Liu Ming, please!]

[Will the anime adaptation of this visual novel censor many of the exciting parts...?]

[Where does the dream begin... Wait a minute, I'm going to be surprised! Where is this? Who are you, handsome guy?!]

Let me introduce it:

[Standing before you now is Mr. Lynn Blaze, the holder of the special constitution that makes him a victim wherever he goes, the sole owner of the gleaming green crown, the emperor who created empires and the tyrant who destroyed order, the ultimate villain who can't bear to see others do well because he himself is so miserable!!]

Lynn: "???"

(This is not a simple novel. I want to write a complete and realistic different world. The plot is fragmented and gradually pieced together from the perspective of the protagonist. It is a slow-paced novel that requires patience to read. It is not a cool novel.)

Kent traveled through time. This is a very clichéd plot, and what is even more clichéd is that he was just an extra brought along when he traveled through time with others... The people who traveled through time with him were either warriors, mages or shooters, and only Kent was a support... I thought I was going to be abandoned and start a counterattack, but they firmly reached out their hands to me.

Okay... then I'll use my abilities to protect them!

(Single female lead + transmigration into a book + fantasy + sweet romance)

Fang Xuan transmigrated into a female-oriented angst novel and bound himself to the [Discipline System]—then accidentally set himself as the "discipline object".

Now he's become the female lead Ning Qian's "exclusive"—his daily tasks include, but are not limited to: being fed by the aloof senior sister +0.1, sniffing the blanket +0.1, and being warned by the system for fantasizing about insubordination...

Meanwhile, the senior sister who would one day sacrifice thousands of miles of blood, whose gaze could freeze anyone to death, was blushing as she softly asked, "Tonight... too...?"

"That's right, please teach me a lesson, senior sister!"

......

But why did my senior sister become more and more obedient later on?

No, who's training whom here?

[Swords and Magic] [Fantasy Adventure] [No System] [Battleground] [Dragons and Epics]

How many steps does it take to develop a BOSS?

"First, we need to find a cub that is exceptionally talented and has no one to rely on."

"Then, give her endless warmth and care."

"Finally, I died in front of her."

"Oh! This is good, this is interesting!"

after a while--

"Holy crap! You didn't even tell me I'd be transported into this world after completing the game! Is it too late for me to start over?"

P.S.: All the content you want to see will be there, but you'll need a little patience. I think that before the plots that everyone wants appear, we need a protagonist who is worth doing so for.

Whenever I am persecuted or exploited, I feel genuinely happy and joyful, because the fact that someone still dares to persecute and exploit me only proves one thing: I am not strong enough!

There are people who are even stronger than me!

I am not truly invincible yet!

There is still a road ahead of me!

this……

How delightful it is!

When you wake up from your sleep to find yourself in a damp, dark, muddy trench, surrounded by soldiers trembling and praying, clutching crosses. —"The Second Battle of Ypres? No problem, just put on your gas mask, you'll survive!" —"The Somme? We can only leave our fate to God." —"Is it the Verdun meat grinder? Oh well, God's useless now, dying is just a fresh start." —"Wait, what does it mean that Duke Constantine led the last of the New Antiochian Knights to resist the attack of the demonic army from hell? What the hell timeline did this put me in?"... In 1099, the Crusades conquered Jerusalem, inadvertently opening the gates of hell. From that moment on, the timeline changed, and human civilization entered a thousand-year dark age of fighting against the demonic army of hell. And Liston, who traveled to this timeline, was clearly a doctor saving lives, but...