The level of magic determines the allegiance of justice. "Truth lies in the difference of magic; history is the hymn written by the survivors." Owen Carrot, looking at Voldemort and his Death Eaters standing before him, said calmly, "You are noisier than the wind; dance with the wind, endless wind." Watching Voldemort and the Death Eaters being swept into the air by the powerful tornado, Hogwarts fell into an eerie silence. Only when the young wizard who had been reading a book while walking disappeared did someone quietly breathe a sigh of relief. "I knew it. Even Voldemort can't break Owen's rules, or he'll be punished too." A Mr. Weasley, who wished to remain anonymous, looked at the people spinning in the wind, his expression not too good...

[30k to 40k words, some semi-pseudo-scripture content, no female lead, loyalty, not a wish-fulfillment story]

Hermes: "Horus, my friend, death is not the end!"

We were never soldiers… In their eyes, we were destined to be embodiments of rage. In their eyes, we were born only for destruction. But we were his companions. We were those he trusted. We were his advisors, his craftsmen. We were a glimpse into what this species could become when properly guided and freed from the shackles of its own evil and weakness. Of course, we were also taught how to fight. He knew war was imminent. It was a necessary part of ascension, though it was destined to be impermanent. We are the guardians of the new era, and must be strong enough to ensure its safety.”

While rewatching the animated series *Young Matrix*, Lu Ze is transported to the Douluo Continent. The Omnitrix, a super-powered wristwatch containing the DNA of countless strange aliens, becomes his martial soul, transforming him into an alien hero with various superpowers. Furthermore, after obtaining spirit rings...

[Transformation + Single Player + Fourth Calamity + Story + Player Portrayal + Farming]

Viya transmigrates to another world and becomes a beautiful white-haired girl. She becomes a mage in an abandoned mage tower and discovers a way to summon players.

Knowing the terror of the player, she packaged the otherworld as a game, enticing the player to build a camp for her, clear out the surrounding monsters, and start playing a coloring game on the map.

Until one day, the endless demons from the abyss discovered the players: "How come there are more of them than we demons! We kill one batch and another comes, and each batch is stronger than the last."

The lords of the various kingdoms exclaimed, "What weapons are they wielding?! How come our men fall as soon as they breathe fire?!"

The evil gods who are eyeing the mainland: "Hey, do you have an anti-fraud service? Lately, people have been threatening to kill us for benefits, but what they get in return is a ball of magic!"

The cult of gods that hates mages: "Sorry, it's just that our predecessors were corrupted by evil gods. We welcome mages to operate on the continent."

On that day, the spirits of the continent realized what a natural disaster was.

Hmm… if my memory serves me right, he should be completely dead by now. But now, he's standing in a blizzard, and he's even turned back into his fifteen-year-old self?! Good news: This is the Pokémon world of my dreams. Bad news: I stole some food from the natives at the start and got caught red-handed. What should I do now? I need help urgently… Since I'm here, I might as well make the best of it. I originally planned to catch a few cute Pokémon, leisurely explore the world, and maybe even try to get a Champion trophy as a family heirloom. Until I witnessed firsthand the shadows that destroyed this beautiful world—"It seems," he sighed helplessly, "I need to deal with some serious matters first." Years later, a saying circulated among criminal organizations in various regions: "If you see a Trainer with a Shiny Gardevoir, you'd better turn yourself in." During one operation, the organization leader, already questioning his existence, clung to Officer Jenny's skirt, his voice…

Even with a chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) syndrome, one can become a Pokémon Master! This is the story of Ash's friend, Kyosuke… (Will adding Pokémon (or Pocket Monsters) increase the number of clicks?)

[Invincible + Sect + Disciple Recruitment + Thrilling Story + Summoning + Decisive Killing]

This book is also known as:

"My disciples have only just become Dou Di? Your master is already invincible!"

[Battle Through the Heavens: One Sect, Ten Thousand Emperors—My Sect is a Billion Point Stronger!]

[What! How do you know that even the guard dogs of my Ye Emperor Palace are Dou Di?]

Ye Changge transmigrated into Battle Through the Heavens and successfully bound himself to the Invincible Sect System, immediately becoming the sect's Dou Di Ancestor at the start...

The eldest disciple, Shi Hao, possesses the bones of a Dou Zun. He will begin his cultivation at the Dou Zun level and be known as Emperor Shi!

Second disciple Yun Yun: Former sect leader of Yunlan Sect, bestowed with the Supreme Sword Body, known as Emperor Yun!

The third disciple, Cai Lin, is the Snake-Human Queen, bestowed with the bloodline of the Nine-Colored Sky-Devouring Python, and is known as the Nine Netherworld Emperor!

Zhongzhou Sifang Pavilion:

[Please, Emperor Ye, take us in! We'll even guard the four gates for the clan, sob sob!]

The Eight Ancient Imperial Clans:

"A gatekeeper? Don't you know that even the gatekeepers in their sect are at the Dou Di realm? You dare to call yourself one!"

[Dual female leads + yuri + Pokémon + close interactions + slow pace]

My name is Lan Xia, Xia as in summer.

Moonbow City, located on the central continent

Let's just call her a young lady.

Influenced by champion idols

I've dreamed of becoming a Pokémon Master since I was a child.

Finally on my birthday

I got my first Pokémon, Snivy.

Start your journey to becoming a Pokémon Master now!

Yunyin, as my best friend, you'll definitely support me, right? ٩(๑•̀ω•́๑)۶

Mo Yunyin: (Showing her teeth) Xia Bao, you smell so good~ *⁂((✪⥎✪))⁂*

Lan Xia: ? ? ?

A stroke of bad luck, a car crashed into a chaotic world. Zhu Guanyu opened his eyes again, a malnourished orphan serving as a servant in a Shanghai family. His name remained unchanged, and before him was a spoiled seven-year-old young master, behind him was the ruthless underworld of the Republican era. A tenth-degree martial artist, a master gone wild. Gunfire and strength coexisted, and suits and long gowns danced together. Fortunately, he had a rather unwieldy "attribute panel." The promises of investment in a previous life became the foundation of his survival in this one. Attribute points? Skill enhancements? How to obtain them... by eating? Starting with cautiousness and scavenging scraps, he made every move with care. Gentleness and humility were his mask, and calculating people's minds were his instinct. He listened, observed, and imitated, always wearing a warm and gentle smile. He treaded the tightrope of interests between warlords, gangs, and foreign powers with precision. "Risk aversion" was his motto, and "information hunger" was his way of survival. He is not one for brute force, seeking only a single strike to kill, or to maximize his gains at the lowest possible cost. This is the path he took from humble servant to the "Smiling King of Hell" behind the scenes. Zhu Guanyu's goal is clear: first, to eat his fill, then to settle the entire world.