Upon opening his eyes, Sean found himself a member of Hollisey's Orphanage. Despite a somewhat bleak start, the magical world he had never imagined was opening its doors to him. Even more delightful, local specialties arrived along with him. "I, Sean, have come this far entirely through my own hard work! Proficiency panel, add points!" From a [Spells Novice] who had just learned the Luminescence Charm to a [White Lord] who had mastered all spells; from a [Transfiguration Apprentice] who could transform matches to a [Magical Legend] who could alter the properties of matter; from a [Potions Novice] who could barely brew a scabies potion to a [Master of the Crucible] who had created an entire potion system. His magical achievements were as numerous as the stars: Transfiguration, potions, spells, the Dark Arts, prophecies, magical creatures, alchemy, astronomy... His life was celebrated by many: Dumbledore, Grindelwald, Scamander... Oh, let's interview the dying Mr. Voldemort; he seems to have something to say. The Dark Lord was kicked to death: "No one told me that there was a White Lord hiding in Hogwarts!" This book is also known as: "A Certain Liver Emperor's Hogwarts", "A Liver Legend of Magic", "Hogwarts: Sorry, I Just Want to Learn"

[DND] [Baldur's Gate] [Warlock] [Goddess of Magic's Chosen] A group-playing enthusiast named Levi encounters a dump truck and wakes up in Baldur's Gate—starting with 1 health! He's a Warlock! The system is frantically popping up reminders for quests! "Is this traversal level hellish?!" Even more outrageous—his clan leader is a swordswoman who can transform into a silver-haired beauty, and the Goddess of Magic is secretly giving him private goods. While other Warlocks rely on their clan leaders for survival, he's constantly being "trained" by both the clan leader and the Goddess. In the land of Faerun, ruled by dice girls, he uses his charm level 16 to talk down NPCs and his magic to change fates. But he always fails miserably on Dexterity checks! He can dodge a giant axe, but not a priestess. When the DND meme becomes reality—"DM! Why is this Warlock so good at fighting, healing, and flirting?!" "Because... he's truly God's Chosen!" Welcome...

Federation, Empire, Corporate Alliance, this is an extremely dangerous interstellar era.

All intelligent creatures can take up a profession with extraordinary power through a special ceremony, which is also called a professional.

Leon was both unfortunate and lucky to travel to this world.

The unfortunate thing is that as an ordinary person, the probability of him dying in such a dangerous world is basically 0.

The lucky thing is that he awakened two powerful talents.

Traveler: Every time you experience a big event, you can start a new journey.

Console players: As a player behind the wall, the number of professions you can take up is...∞.

When Leon first came to the world of one person, he took up a profession called [Refiner].

When Leon first came to the world of Dragon Clan, he took up a profession called [Mixed Race].

When Leon first came to the world of Naruto, he took up a profession called [Ninja].

When Leon first came to the world of Collapse Iron, he took up a profession called [Commander].

...

For countless years, in this starry sky intertwined with blood and fire, Leon has unknowingly reached the peak.

He looked at the information on the panel in front of him, [Immortal] + [King] + [Star God]… The corners of his mouth could not help but curl up.

"It's time for this starry sky to welcome their emperor."

[HP Fanfiction] [No female protagonist] Sagres Greengrass is a time traveler. As a member of a pure-blood family in the magical world, his first experience of magic came from a Cruciatus Curse cast by his mother. When he wanted to seek help from his father, he found out that his father was a Death Eater.

In the fifth year after being expelled from Hogwarts, Sagres walked through the salty mist of the North Sea and returned to the ancient castle as a professor.

Imprisonment in Azkaban did not leave him with madness and corruption, but rather a kind of chilling elegance.