[Detective Conan fanfiction, no romantic pairings, original pairings not broken] With an innate keen sense of smell, Takashima Munenori embarks on the path to becoming a police officer to uncover the truth behind his parents' deaths. Little did he know that after helping the police solve his first case, he would earn the nickname "human police dog." [Will involve real cases, Kindaichi cases, and cases from Japanese dramas, etc.]

How are villains made? This is how villains are made.

A demonic cultivator without a sense of good and evil, she is a cannibal in this world.

PS: This is a story about aboriginal cultivation without a male protagonist. The female protagonist’s way of thinking is completely demonic. Please pay attention~

PPS: Demonic Path! Demonic Path! To put it bluntly, he is a big villain, the kind who takes the initiative to attack!

(Before reading, feel free to check out the plot discussions in the fan forums; there's no need to waste time.) The King's Avatar Characters + Entries: Su Muqiu, a soul from another world, is forced into the Lord God's icy Gu breeding ground. This is a story of one world's regrets saving another's regrets. This is the story of an 18-year-old internet addict, constantly growing and transcending on his quest to return home. There are no heroes here, only survivors struggling through blood and fire. In this endless cycle of reincarnation, the only truth remains: even more terrifying than terror is the human heart.

The river of history has undergone an unknown transformation, sinking into a reflection of the present. Ancient Celestial Beings have resurrected from the past, pursuing forbidden secrets. Their mighty powers use time as a chessboard, all living beings as pieces, forging a plan for eternity.

Familiar legends, folkloric ghosts, and even once-admired heroes have been distorted and transformed into strange creatures that have sunk into the abyss of the past.

Once-wise and mighty emperors have become evil dragons, hovering over their empires, using their aging and massive bodies to crave the fruit of immortality, their ambergris transformed into demons that devour the common people.

Heroes fallen in battle, illuminated by candlelight, resurrected from a mountain of corpses, establishing the Corpse Reincarnation Royal Court

. By the banks of the Red River, an ancient transmigrator sighs at the moon.

The Horse-Faced Silkworm Lady, the Star Tai Sui, the ancient Heavenly Court, the Silver Dynasty... countless realms of disease vie for passage beyond the present.

Only those who travel through history can reverse the flow of time, excise the transformation, and extract historical skills and relics from the river of history. Even worse, they can usurp the achievements of the most ancient heroes and etch their own legacy into the past.

After resigning and returning home, Jiang Yan accidentally stumbles upon a Rice God of Wealth ritual and overhears the lamentations of the River of History. This awakens his historical talent: the embryo of the Dark Mother Goddess, nurturing countless offspring. Transmuting all disease into nourishment, she nurtures spiritual pets, abilities, memories, rules, and other "offspring" under her control.

From the Corpse Reincarnation Court, he nurtures the Corpse Reincarnation Phoenix; from the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, he nurtures the God of Peace...

Gazing at the decaying River of History, Jiang Yan sighs,

"If I could transform history into nourishment, perhaps I could truly nurture a..."

"Forbidden Immortal God!"

[Non-Naruto fanfiction]

When you pee at the abyss,

the abyss awkwardly turns away and shuts up.

This is the elegant and easy-going Zaun,

who becomes a scumbag with unlimited inspiration,

who has a pair of Sharingan,

and has a bunch of ex-girlfriends,

who loses SAN points like crazy,

while trying not to go crazy and become stronger,

this is probably a pink group,

no, this is the pink group!

[Relaxed and Joyful Cthulhu]

[Welcome to join the pit]

What's it like to form a band? What's it like to be a "normie" (a person who is successful and popular)? Kusano Akira felt he had some authority to answer these questions. Although some unpleasant things always happened after forming the band, he managed to resolve them all without major incidents. For example, a beautiful celebrity was possessed by a strange, earthbound spirit; a flaxen-haired, love-starved girl living in the same building wanted to sabotage the current band and reunite with her old bandmates; a quirky girl in his class had been secretly recording his affairs in a notebook; and the pink-haired, socially awkward girl from the neighboring band plastered her room with inappropriate photos—although his instincts told him something was off, he managed to handle all of those situations satisfactorily. For someone making friends for the first time, Kusano Akira felt he had done a pretty good job. It's just that his friends have been looking at him strangely lately, as if something dangerous might happen at any moment—probably just his imagination. "Aine, what are you doing here? How did you get into my house? What are you doing with that rope? Is it some new game?"—[Male protagonist story, harem]

[Mortals Cultivate Immortality] + [Villains] + [No Decline of IQ] + [Gradually Darkening] + [Decisive Killing] + [No Female Protagonist] + [No System, Non-Fun Story] + [Each Character Has a Rich Story]

Jiang Zheng, a scholar, has set foot on the path to immortality!

But due to his low talent, he had to sell his emotions to the strange voice in his mind in exchange for talent and cultivation.

So, a scholar walked out of the dust...Killing the proud, destroying the powerful, refining the demon flag...The sun and the moon are destroyed with his fists, and the mountains and rivers are broken with his feet!

What else can't a person without emotions do?

…

Jiang Zheng: "What is cultivation? It's a life-and-death struggle!"

"Let me ask you, there is only one spiritual stone here, who will take it? To put it bluntly, I must kill you!"

"In fact, at the beginning, I was also a good person! Don't be afraid, I am very powerful, killing people is just a matter of one blow!"

…

"Even if all seven emotions and six desires are gone, I still laugh at the Supreme Forgetting Emotions and Being Free"

"I know I regret, this is why I don't regret!"

[Light Hundred] After being baptized by a dump truck, Lin Yun successfully transmigrated, but...

What the heck is the Fireworks Panel? Change back to normal, I don't want to become a girl.

What's even more concerning is

Why are there so many ghosts?! Brains, intestines, blood...

Wow, I'm so excited!!!

Huh???

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"Beautiful lady, what's your name?"

"Me? Lin Yun,"

Or you can call me Fireworks.

(I'm really sorry, this is my first time writing a book, the beginning is terrible, even I can't stand reading it. But from chapter 27 onwards there's a qualitative leap, you can start reading from there. Don't worry about the setting or anything, because the beginning doesn't make any sense at all.)

Riel, a polished and self-serving psychiatrist, accepts a heartfelt invitation from a game developer to enter Superrealism, a fully immersive neural simulation game.

In this class-stratified virtual world, where thought transmission, brainwashing rhetoric, self-hypnosis, and the binding power of oaths reign supreme, Riel awakens a unique class—the “Articulator”—and begins a journey of radical upheaval.

But the deeper he ventures, the stranger the world becomes. The more he uncovers, the greater his fear grows.

The Inner Society, Future Infinite Monopoly Corporation, Cognitive Restructuring, The Source Realm of Consciousness—unbeknownst to him, he is already entangled in a multidimensional war fought within the mind.

Between genes and memory, ideology and the continuity of life, the Ship of Theseus drifts steadily into uncharted waters—toward the ultimate truths of existence.