I am Honkai. Kiana, I have witnessed your future, your journey filled with hardship. You broke Siegfried's arm, and personally killed your teacher. Your beloved Mei also left you, and your class monitor, who always helped you, was sealed away before your eyes along with the Herrscher. Yes, you can blame your sins on me, after all, you are K-423, and I am the unforgivable Sirin. But then, dear Kiana, you are also the Herrscher of the End. You killed Theresa, who loved you dearly, you killed Bronya and her beloved Seele Vollerie, and even your most [Zhong Liruo]

(Zero Zone + Pokémon + Semi-Invincible + Shop Opening System + Multiple Female Leads)

Linno stumbles upon a stroke of luck and is transported to the world of Zone Zero, where he acquires a Pokémon shop.

Wait a minute, this timeline seems off. Isn't this supposed to be the apocalypse? Why is everything so peaceful?

Years later, the Zero Void erupted, and Linno saved half of Elidu's life with his [strength].

The world began to unfold as the story unfolded, and Lin Nuo's little shop settled down on Sixth Street.

Having completed all the tasks issued by the system, Lin Nuo's strength was now unfathomable.

After the spirits were introduced to the world... that night, the skeletons remembered the fear of being dominated by the spirits.

Narrator: Readers who are able, please read up to chapters 145/199; the path to redemption lies within them.

Transmigrating to a devastated world, is her cheat code an endless abyss? Why are Luo Lin's eyes always filled with tears? Because she can't rank up like you by simply rubbing a glass tabletop or moving a controller. She has to personally enter the abyss, fight monsters up close, and compete with the hardcore grinders in her group. A cup of tea, a pack of cigarettes, a cat swimming, a cow, a day of grinding. Through countless attempts to rank up, Luo Lin will find a way to resolve the tragedy and create a hopeful future—"Just a Herrscher of the End! Watch me annihilate her in 0 seconds!" —————————————— Note: "Rank grinding" refers to the method of ranking up through save-scumming, derived from the concept of "grinding" in RPG games; it's also known as "slow ranking," because free-to-play players can only rank up little by little.

A sickly boy, born with a weak constitution, arrives in a completely new world by accident, only to be beaten up by two people. Since he is considered worthless, he is simply thrown into the rain like trash, but it is through this experience that he encounters true redemption.

He thought this normal life could continue forever, but the world he transmigrated to was not ordinary. A disaster called Honkai caused the deaths of countless people... and there were even threats from other worlds.

The boy from another world became the hope for saving the world, shouldering an immense responsibility. Fortunately, he was not alone on this path.

Even with immense power... he might not be able to protect everything. But he will fight with all his might.

Yan Lan: My name is Yan Lan, you can also call me Ultraman Sicarius. I am an Ultraman who was transformed from a human, therefore... I will always love every human being worthy of my love, and I will always love every life worthy of my love.

(I'm a new author, so my writing style is a problem, but I'll finish it.)

The punctuation marks in the front are not complete because I just started using mobile phone codes, but they are basically all there in the back.

There are many heroines chasing after their husbands. Many readers have said before that they don’t want to see other time travelers. If you don’t want to read it, they have all been sent back in Chapter 54. You can start reading from Chapter 45.

Fate... what a mysterious thing! It's like a script in the hands of a director! From the very beginning, it's destined to go to that ending.

Even if we try hard to change the process, the ending will always go to that destined path in an incredible way.

So, I deleted my existence in the script, and let me, the variable, change this imperfect world!

This book can be summarized in two ways: Surface (what is described): In the year 1094 of the Terran calendar (two years before the Che City incident), White Wolf, bearing her adoptive father's dying letter, set out from the southern border of Colombia to Ursus in search of a man named Bodracasti. From then on, she would step into the vortex of the world, unable to return... Deeper (what the author hopes for): Soul, desire, worldliness, psychoanalysis, fate, fantasy. Important Pre-reading Disclaimer: 1. This book is plot-oriented. 2. There are no cheat codes, and few exciting elements are expected. 3. This is uncompromisingly tangerine-style writing; those who are wary of this should steer clear. 4. The author is deeply aware of her limited writing skills and can only strive to write what she wants to write. 5. While this book made many mistakes during its initial stages as a new author, I can guarantee that the quality of the content readers will experience will steadily improve from the second volume onward. 6. Like many others, after reading numerous novels, the author grew tired of the various systems and cheat codes and wanted to write her own story, which led to this book.

Tia transmigrated to Fuyuki City and became a red-haired boy. He originally thought he was just an ordinary person, but to his surprise, at the age of 7 during the Fourth Holy Grail War, he met Waver and learned that he actually had a magic circuit—and even accidentally awakened his Origin.

Tia never would have imagined that his Origin was actually sword! He turned out to be Shirou Emiya before the Great Fire of Fuyuki!

What shocked Tia even more was that his father and mother's Origins were Compassion and Return, respectively!

What the hell is going on here?! Is this really the Fourth Holy Grail War I know? This is way too absurd!

【Honkai Impact 3 x Yandere】Each story is a short, independent narrative of over 10,000 words, allowing you to experience profound emotional stimulation even in short bursts of free time.

When moonlight is bound by chains, when the oath of Judah is stained with the crimson of possessiveness—

These are the Valkyries' obsessive love letters. Kiana's Sky City is blanketed in snow that never ceases, each ice crystal etched with the words "Only look at me"; Mei's katana severs all bonds that come close to you, the blade reflecting her tearful yet crazed eyes; Bronya's data torrent imprisons you in a binary cage, the code looping the command "Private Property".

Himeko's cigar burned out, the last inch of restraint gone, and the liquor mixed with her command hit your collarbone: "Dare to step out of this dormitory and see what happens?" Fu Hua's Crimson Wings swept past your neck, and the protection of a thousand years finally twisted into the ancient precept: "You can only belong to me."

There is no redemption here, only a cage woven with their tenderness. When the Valkyries' love transcends the threshold of reason, are you the prey, or the only god they are willing to burn everything to protect?

Open this collection and witness the most insane forbidden aesthetics under a collapsed worldview—love to the extreme is a depravity that even the world can be sacrificed.

As an assassin registered in Columbia and currently working part-time in Rhodes Island's HR department, codenamed No. 77, Nana is preparing her gear for a mission. The WA2000 sniper rifle—long barrel, short overall length, can be carried discreetly in a carrying case; its .300 caliber specially etched rounds, combined with Originium Arts spells, can take the target along with their armor and cover. The M1911 ICA Custom—a grip designed to fit a girl's hand, .45 caliber etched rounds, seven-round standard magazine… to be used with concealed holsters on the thigh and underarm. Be careful of the weight of the all-metal design; don't let the gear slip off your bodysuit. Nylon rope—Nana's signature weapon… a paracord bracelet would make it legitimately portable. And then, what else is needed? …[Ready to go? Have you packed everything…? Don't wait until you need something and realize you don't have it and start searching everywhere.] He glanced at the semi-transparent woman in front of him, then looked through the shadow to the doorway: "Rosemary?" The white kitten, as white as a cloud, heard the call, twitched its ears, and stood up: "I'm here." "Let's go."