He woke up to find himself surrounded by an unparalleled beauty! Little did he know, Li Qing had transmigrated into the body of King Zhou, the last king of the Shang Dynasty! Faced with chaos, a rebellion in the Western Zhou, and the deification of the Three Sages, what to do? Don't panic, I have the Human Emperor System!

Standing before you now is the leader of the rebel army, the Supreme General of Chu, the Hegemon-King of Western Chu, the leader of the allied lords, the lifter of the Seven Kingdoms' tripods, a warrior capable of defeating ten thousand men, the conqueror of Westeros, the White Walker slayer, the destroyer of the Iron Throne, and the Emperor of the Great Chu Empire—the great Emperor Xiang Yu! Years later, in the throne room of King's Landing's Red Keep, Xiang Yu, holding aloft the Seven Kingdoms' tripods, looked down with disdain at the kneeling nobles of the Seven Kingdoms below. "I'm not targeting anyone in particular; in my eyes, you are all trash!" Xiang Yu, the Hegemon-King of Western Chu who committed suicide by the Wujiang River, transmigrated to the world of Game of Thrones. In this bizarre world where all mortals must die, he was like a ghost or god...

After I transmigrated into the world of Detective Conan, the system turned me into a cat and then exploded.

From then on, the world of science fiction gained an incredible blue and white British Shorthair.

Conan: That dead cat is a master at taking candid photos. I don't know how many embarrassing moments of my life have been photographed by him.

Ran Mouri: Tom is amazing. I can understand what he means from his shouts.

Vodka: That dead cat was ridiculous. I clearly saw the bullet I fired riddle it with holes, and even when it crawled out of the pond, its body was leaking water like a showerhead, but in the blink of an eye, it was perfectly fine again.

Gin: When I pointed my little pistol at that dead cat, that dead cat pulled out a Gatling gun.

Kidd: I thought I was good enough at hang gliding, but that dead cat can turn a piece of wood into a cat-shaped hang glider.

...

This is the story of a cat with Tom Cat bloodlines wreaking havoc in the world of Detective Conan.

Being strong is a temporary thing, but being handsome is a lifelong thing. The transmigrator named Vegapunk touched his big head and made up his mind to change his body and appearance first, and then think about other things!

However, there seemed to be a small problem during the soul transfer. The person was fine, but why was the world changed?

Alright, it seems that before returning to the pirate world, I need to first unify the ninja world and develop a world shuttle.

My name is Imazumi Rinnaeus, and I'm a transmigrator.

As a transmigrator, I naturally came equipped with a golden finger system.

My system is called the Dream Performance System. As long as I complete performances according to the script, I can receive rewards in the form of "tags."

Those max-level attributes, talents, skills, and even tags for health and longevity look truly enticing.

However, this damn system took over a decade just to activate, and the first script it gave me left me speechless.

Because this script... isn’t something one person can complete alone. It requires the cooperation of several girls.

For heaven’s sake, even in open-minded Japan, what decent girl would agree to this kind of script?

...

"My name is Nakano Ichika."

"My name is Nakano Nino."

"My name is Nakano Miku."

"My name is Nakano Yotsuba."

"My name is Nakano Itsuki."

Today, they accepted an invitation from a certain "great system." In order to achieve their respective goals, they decided to seek out someone with the surname Imazumi and perform the script together.

It’s just that this script... is way too embarrassing...

Natsukawa Tora transmigrated to Type-Moon. Lacking magic skills and connections, he was busy working odd jobs, initially thinking he'd be the most pathetic transmigrator. But everything changed after he was chosen by the Holy Grail and summoned King Arthur (Old Saber). Especially after the Holy Grail War ended, and Old Saber became his [Special Forces Machine], turning him into Old Saber Superman. ...On a certain day, in Chaldea, in the same familiar corridor, around the same familiar corner. "Sajyou Aika, don't come any closer! I don't know Arthur, really! -- Emergency call!" [Being being teased by a friend's old face [I'm telling you, Souji is super cute]]

The Saint Seiya army, the Giant army, the Death God army, the Ninja army... the World Government, the Navy, the Seven Warlords of the Sea, the Four Emperors... all take turns on the stage. On the Red Line, the Celestial Dragons reign supreme, wielding absolute power. Beneath the Red Line, in a vast network of interconnected caves, steam trains roar through the air, connecting the four seas. PS: Please favorite and recommend...

This is a fanfiction of Rimuru and a pseudo-fanfiction of Ainz Ooal Gown. Lin Ming, possessing the Nazarick Great Tomb system, is summoned by people from another world. In Rimuru's world, he summons Albedo, Demiurge, and others one by one, and establishes a dynasty two years ahead of schedule in the eastern part of the Jura Forest. When Rimuru establishes the Demon Kingdom Federation in the western part of the forest, he discovers that his older brother is actually incredibly powerful. Thus, the story of the older brother and his younger sister... no, his younger brother, begins! What kind of interesting stories will unfold when two Demiurges appear at the same time? What strange sparks will fly between Shalltear and Luminas, both true vampires? The early part of the story is a slow-paced, hellish development for the protagonist, so please be patient.

(Not a crossover anime/manga universe, but set in the Akatsuki/Akame ga Kill! universe) "Ichijo, I bestow upon you the Imperial Arm Murasame to commemorate your achievements." "No, too much killing intent, it will harm my health." "What about the Demon Possession?" "No, Lancer's luck is E, how many masters has this thing killed?" "Gaia Foundation?" "I don't want to be a cross-dresser!" "Then what do you want? Tell me, and I will grant it to you." "I want the Demon God Manifestation!" "But, this Imperial Arm is on Esdeath, if you want it, wouldn't you be taking Esdeath home with you?" "Your Majesty is wise, I thank Your Majesty for the marriage!"

Mikael traveled through time and found himself in the Type-Moon world, a full two hundred years away from the Fourth Holy Grail War, a period he was more familiar with. As a Dead Apostle, he resolved to exploit his strengths and become the Type-Moon world's Tenlipo Sword Master, kicking the Suppressor with his feet and punching the Jeweled Man. Two centuries passed, and during this long period, he finally grasped the truth: being a Dead Apostle meant sleeping soundly, not daydreaming! … [Pure Type-Moon text, weak introduction. This book includes Mahou, FP Cangyin's Fragments, FGO 2.6 Prequel to the Demon Table (original), FZ, Sky Realm, FSN, El-Melloi II, FGO, and more. Other Type-Moon works may also be added.] [Due to the sheer volume and various variations, please forgive any omissions.]