(In the early and middle stages, you will be in the Alliance, with two identities, and a semi-dark style. In the later stages, when you have strength, you will become a pure dark style.)

Zhao Feng, who was thrown into another world by a dump truck on a rainy night, became the most humble ant in the Pokémon world - a sixteen-year-old orphan. His only asset was a shabby house that even caterpillars were unwilling to live in.

While his peers were basking in the spotlight at the gym, he clutched an expired sandwich from the convenience store, peeking at the dazzling world at the junction of neon lights and shadows.

Until the blood words appeared on the retina: [Elf Hunter System Activated]

The first mission made his pupils tremble - stealing the elves from Dr. Li Xiang's research institute.

A ghost hunter at the top of the Dark Web's bounty list, a faceless VIP at the black market auction house, a forever blurred silhouette on the Alliance's wanted list... Zhao Feng danced on the tightrope. A Charizard burned through half the black market, carving a bloody path for him, a giant black Beedrill piercing the Stalker's throat...

Under the bloody dawn, the boy and his "stolen" elves tear apart the hypocritical utopia.

But the hunter will eventually understand that all the gifts of fate have already been marked with a price tag the moment the Poké Ball is snapped.

[Farming] + [Isekai] + [Multiple Races] + [Multiple Heroines] + [Comedy]

When I opened my eyes, I found myself as the weakest lord in another world, facing a siege by monsters and on the verge of total annihilation.

The old steward, holding the ancestral "holy sword," knelt before me with a tragic air: "My lord, only you can draw it and awaken the power of our ancestors!"

I looked at the group of emaciated militiamen behind him, and then at the densely packed army of monsters below the city wall.

Then, I silently opened the "system shop" in my mind, skipped the Holy Sword icon, and clicked directly on the one next to it—

[Limited-time flash sale for 599,000 gold coins: Dongfeng-17 Hypersonic Missile (Otherworldly Magical Edition), with bonus precision strike service]

“Um…” I patted the butler on the shoulder and spoke up in his hopeful gaze.

Can our warehouse be used as collateral for a loan?

My name is Sigmund, and this is the 27th day and the first day after my crossing.

Snowstorm, mountain village.

27 days is just the same day of reincarnation.

Cold and hungry, and a faint growl in the wind and snow.

In 27 days, I had 11 broken arms and 3 legs.

Don’t be surprised, I also buried 7 of myself.

Until the 28th day, in the diffuse snow, a dark ghost carriage broke the time cycle and appeared in front of my eyes.

The door opened, and the ancient parchment rolled slowly

Another world gold finger, or a novice reward for signing in for 28 days?

Between on and off, Sigmund was lost in thought.

…………

Traveling through time and space and nightmares, every time the carriage arrives, Sigmon gets rewards and becomes stronger, but even so, he still stubbornly believes that this car… is not serious.

Only because that day the carriage brought him two silver-haired women, one large and one small.

“My name is Ciri, and I’m from Kyle Morhan.”

“My name is Maria, from the Star Clock Tower.”

Are your horses pulling carts or pulling skins?

joke! I am a decent person, what can I do?

Ha ha……

(Fantasy + Mage + DND-like + Decisive Killing)

"Starbound: Advent", a game that claims to be completely real.

Jiang Shuzhou, an ordinary internet-addicted teenager.

The gears of fate slowly turn, what is the price behind the gift from another world?

In the year when the stars shine, the gods are still high above, shepherding all living things.

In the year when the stars shone brightly, Jiang Shuzhou arrived in the stormy sea.

In the year when the stars fell, Jiang Shuzhou drove his floating city across the starry sky, hunting everywhere, and the once high and mighty gods became his prey.

The gods herd all living things, while Jiang Shuzhou hunts the gods.

[The first dragon god of the new era must be a golden dragon!] [A red dragon? The strongest of the five-colored dragons, that makes sense!] [An abyssal demon dragon? It's quite powerful, not impossible!] [Where did this mushroom come from?]... Ansu died unexpectedly and was reborn as a mushroom with legs. Fortunately, he had the [Dragon Panel] and could draw power from it. "But... isn't this panel's quest a bit off?" [You defeated the brother who stole your eggshell: another hatchling dragon] [It showed a submissive posture, seemingly wanting to become your familiar] [Quest reward issued] Looking at the lizard lying dead not far away, and his own mushroom body, Ansu nodded in conviction. "That's right, it's a dragon, and I'm a dragon too."... "An extraterrestrial evil mushroom has entered our world." "Despicable..."

Tags: D&D essay, Faerûn, Mage Introduction: The paladin pushed open the gates of the mage tower, his voice deafening: "Emia, I've confirmed it, the blueprints are flawed. It's impossible to create the Holy Avenger with them. Don't waste any more time!" "...The blueprints are flawed?" The mage Emia blankly raised the five holy swords in her hand. "Then what is this pile I just created?" ******Second Edition Introduction************ The magic network has been dormant for a century. Mortal souls are gradually falling into the hands of demons, and the cycle of death is about to begin. To cleanse evil, overturn hell, blast through the hazy realm, and let the light of magic and goodness shine once more, a single sword is not enough.

The kingdom's nobles indulge in decadence, the northern barbarians stir, the desert orcs gather strength, pirates roam the seas, and the elves still bask in their former glory. The glory of the gods still shines brightly. Richard travels to this era and becomes a pioneering noble. The wasteland is fraught with danger. He has only the Empire Wind and Cloud System to rely on.

A knight in a fantasy world accidentally inherits the legacy of an immortal cultivator. What kind of story will he experience in the abyss, the lair of demons? ------------------------------------- (This article does not strictly follow the relevant settings of DnD or Pathfinder)

Are you willing to become a warrior who hates evil and punishes the wicked, vowing to protect the weak, ruthlessly slaying the corrupt and evil without regard for means or cost, and treating all disputes with fairness?

Malone stared intently at the string of text displayed on the system panel, stroking his chin, his brows sometimes relaxing, sometimes furrowing...

If there is no difference, then make your solemn vow.

"There's only one question: do I... know how to miss?"

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First game world: Baldur's Gate 3

Tags: Dungeons & Dragons (Second Creation), Anti-Hero, Role-Playing Group, Magical Weapons. Lin En felt that the sole main quest, "Make the Vampires Great Again," seemed a bit unorthodox—[Prevent extravagance and waste, improve Vampire cohesion, current quest completion 0.1%]. If that was still normal, what was next? [Induce the permanent death of a Vampire Earl, eliminate pests from the team, current quest completion 1%.] [Help the adventurer team break the 35-year-old death curse, increase the Vampires' reputation, current quest completion 10%.] [Make the Vampires' offspring charitable, become neutral, current quest completion 20%.] ... [Significantly increase their strength, become an elite adventurer, current quest completion 30%.] When Lin En was the only pureblood left—[Become the Vampire's Ruler, current quest completion 50%.] At this point, Lin En thought, "Since that's the case, can I play a little wilder? After all, greatness needs no definition."