On the first day of the Advanced Development School, Tsukasa Onizuka discovered the true nature of this school.

His excellent talent allowed him to frantically acquire points at the best opportunity.

So what if I was assigned to Class D?

It is your fault for not being able to correctly recognize my talents. I want to prove to you that being mediocrity is the most essential sin in this world.

What's it like to form a band? What's it like to be a "normie" (a person who is successful and popular)? Kusano Akira felt he had some authority to answer these questions. Although some unpleasant things always happened after forming the band, he managed to resolve them all without major incidents. For example, a beautiful celebrity was possessed by a strange, earthbound spirit; a flaxen-haired, love-starved girl living in the same building wanted to sabotage the current band and reunite with her old bandmates; a quirky girl in his class had been secretly recording his affairs in a notebook; and the pink-haired, socially awkward girl from the neighboring band plastered her room with inappropriate photos—although his instincts told him something was off, he managed to handle all of those situations satisfactorily. For someone making friends for the first time, Kusano Akira felt he had done a pretty good job. It's just that his friends have been looking at him strangely lately, as if something dangerous might happen at any moment—probably just his imagination. "Aine, what are you doing here? How did you get into my house? What are you doing with that rope? Is it some new game?"—[Male protagonist story, harem]

My friend, welcome to the filthy, poor, chaotic South Side slum, the home of the lowest of the low.

Here, shamelessness is a virtue, violence is the norm, it's a paradise for the oppressed, and a hell even saints wouldn't deign to look upon.

Here you can find must-see attractions in the South District, including Karen the Yellow Moonlight~

Fiona, who remains chaste~

I never fawn over Lip~

Ian, the straight-laced man~

And me, Ivan Gallagher, who is not good at violence!

Alright, the stage is now set for the performance. Behold, I'll celebrate with my fists, adorn it with blood, and make this trash's second life a spectacle!

[Talent][Survival at Sea][Special Ships][Sequence][Cthulhu] On this treacherous and terrifying boundless sea, a lucky few possess special ships. For example, there's the Devourer, capable of absorbing the abilities of other ships. Then there's the Adventurer, with its keen sense of treasure, its giant compass exploring the secrets of the ocean. And there's the Alliance of research ships that firmly believe in the fragility of flesh and the ascension of machinery. But Shen Bai, arriving on this ocean, is almost in despair. The good news is, he's lucky; his ship is special. The bad news is, the ship is broken! Fortunately, Shen Bai finds his second talent in a treasure chest—a talent that allows him to extract tags from his body and resynthesize them based on different characteristics! Shen Bai's imagination runs wild with different characteristics and talents! [Characteristics...]

Lee Ja-sung has transmigrated, transmigrating into the body of Lee Ja-sung in the new world of the Korean Peninsula. In this life, he decides to no longer be a puppet manipulated by others; he will firmly grasp his own destiny in his own hands...

[Realistic Parallel World Setting] [Unique Law] [Behind-the-Scenes Stories] [Not a Berserk fanfic, but the setting is inspired by Berserk and includes some personal interpretations. Even those unfamiliar with Berserk can enjoy it.] Su Yuan thought he would find release after death, entering a permanent slumber. However, he discovered he was trapped in another world, a dark world composed solely of humanity's memories spanning millennia. He spent countless years there, nearly going mad. Then one day, he scattered stones called Behelits towards the material world, and finally saw hope for escape. But from that moment on, human history and the present became ambiguous. In 33 AD, on the cross of the ancient Roman Empire, the Son of God, holding a red Overlord's Egg in his mouth, sacrificed himself to those who had always believed in him...

⚠️ Warning: What you perceive as "redemption" may actually be a meticulously planned conquest.

Transmigrated into a useless branch of the Gojo family, I became the priest's companion.

Everyone laughed at me, saying I was a pathetic creature with weak magical powers who only knew how to please "Six-Eyed".

They don't know that my real spell is called "Little King".

If the conditions are met, a contract of absolute obedience can be concluded.

Elder? High-ranking figure in the world of sorcery? Top-tier curse master?

They are merely pawns waiting to be played beneath my crown.

I carefully nurtured that divine child who was the focus of everyone's attention.

She provided him with everything, indulged all his whims, and became his only support.

Seeing him lower his guard against me, and even... take the initiative to put the ring that binds us on my finger.

He thought I was his most loyal haven.

Little did he know, I had already placed the crown of absolute dominance atop his head.

Until that day, his "closest friend" Xia Youjie broke down in the rain, casting a desperate glance at me:

"You schemed against him, and you schemed against me... Who will be next?"

And Gojo Satoru, who had just learned everything, locked his gaze on me with his heavenly eyes, his voice hoarse:

"Lian, tell me... what you gave me, was it true love, or just another contract?"

#Dual Powerful Mind Control#Dark Companion VS Strongest Divine Child#I am both the player and the chess piece#

#When he personally places the ring on your finger,#you have crowned him king#

"Don't be afraid, Wu. Even if the whole world is against you..."

"—I have long since grasped the world in the palm of my hand."

A familiar figure quietly departs, casting a lingering shadow in my heart. The clock, appearing seemingly out of nowhere, ticks with a frightening cadence in the silence... Was the passionate emotion we felt upon our first encounter genuine or false? This absurd drama, unannounced, churns beneath the curtain... The snickering audience in the stands... Like a puppet on its strings, helpless... Who is the true puppet master?

(No heroine, no system, not a fast-paced, cool story, growth-oriented)

Travel through a strange world where the weird cannot be killed, and only the weird can fight against the weird! ?

Ji Yue suddenly discovered that he could travel back and forth between the strange world and the world of immortal cultivation!

Immortal Cultivator: How is this possible? What kind of magic is this!?

Ghost Rider: What ghost are you riding?!