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Under the blazing sun, Zhang Yu, dressed in white, stood quietly in a small courtyard built by a mortal.

With a wave of his hand, the sky changed drastically, the sun and the moon alternated, and the position of the original scorching sun was now replaced by a bright moon.

He raised his head, looked at the boundless starry sky, and murmured to himself: "Xue'er, have I fulfilled our promise? I think so..."

As the Hun's horses' hooves shattered the ice of the Rhine, the 16-year-old Roman farmer Marcus knew only two things: run, and revenge.

On the day his village burned to the ground, his parents' blood soaked his sandals, his sister's cries were swallowed by the barbarians' wild laughter. From a slave in the army to a blood-soaked centurion, he grasped the old centurion's sword and tore his way through the corrupt legions: officers fed the barbarians with rations, the emperor watched the flames of Rome drunkenly, and even the swords of Gothic mercenaries were sharper than Roman standards.

When the Vandals sacked the Eternal City, he dragged his dying sister out of the pile of corpses, but his only response was "Don't let Rome rot completely."

In 476, the last Western Roman emperor stepped down from the throne. Marcus stood among the broken pillars, the rust on his sword redder than the setting sun. The empire was dead, but the smoke from cooking stoves crushed by iron hooves, the sighs of dying veterans, the faded word "Rome" on the pages of books—he wanted to let them breathe a little longer in the setting sun.

This is not an epic about saving the world, but a story about a small person who uses his life to protect a spark of light in an era of collapse.

You're right, but this is an open-ended visual novel! Vivian: You...you can do whatever you want to me, I just hope you'll keep your promise and let Claire participate in the Sword Trial... Cecilia: I'll do anything! Eunice: Pfft! What a nobody! A nobody! Although he's become a scumbag villain, his goal is to save the poor heroines! (Don't worry, there's an outline, no malware)

I used to have many dreams.

My dream in junior high school was to save money to travel when I grow up. Now I have saved enough money and have no vacation.

My dream in high school was to buy a high-end computer when I grow up. Now I have a top-end graphics card. My friend came online many years ago.

My dream in college is to work in the industry I like after graduation, preferably related to the second dimension. Now I am an ordinary employee working from 8 am to 7 pm. I am thinking about what to eat for dinner that is cheap and delicious. I haven't been to the comic exhibition for several years.

I like playing games and watching anime. My hobbies are ordinary and my life is ordinary.

Maybe I will take a gamble and marry a wife after saving money in my thirties, maybe I will have a child in my forties, or maybe I will still be busy in my sixties. I

will live an ordinary and confused life

. Unexpectedly, by chance, and extremely lucky, my dream has come true.

I was reborn in the second dimension.

The book is also known as: "Starting from the Silent Voice", "Show Your True Skills in the Second Dimension", "Mom Is Above"

Tags: harem, anime, daily life.

After his mother, once his "lover," died of illness, young Yukishiro Haruka was forced to commit herself to the wealthy Fujiwara family. His father, a son-in-law, had long since passed away. He was besieged on all sides. His wife tried to force him to acknowledge her as her mother, his supposed "aunt" sought to exploit him for his inheritance, his half-sister sought to control him, treating him like a toy. Even the maids dared to tease him. With her natural ability to charm others, Yukishiro Haruka had to be careful.

I'm willing to die for this natural long-haired, blue-eyed, white-haired beauty

Note: The title of the book is seriously inconsistent with the content!

It's normal to see some weird comments because I'm too lazy to delete them.

You can call me a piece of shit (although it is true) but please be lenient with me.

"My life was dark and I couldn't see the future until I met him."

A beautiful (should?) story of mutual redemption (maybe?)

It's quite plain, just a short story before bed, with some essays and prose occasionally

Dragon Ball world.

Due to an unexpected turn of events, Law arrives in a changed Dragon Ball world and becomes Broly's twin brother. Facing various crises, watch how Law leads Broly step by step to the top!

"Damn magical girl, don't underestimate the bonds between us villains!" Dawn said, glancing at his companions.

The organization's leader is actually a magical girl who traveled back from the future, and she's trying to persuade him to surrender.

The taciturn girl that the eldest brother took in has now been recognized and transformed into a magical girl;

His buddy, who called him brother, wasn't a magical girl, but this buddy had a female brother who had been whitewashed into a magical girl, so he was whitewashed too;

"Come on, it's your turn to get cleaned up!" Looking at the kind-faced crowd, he had no choice but to say:

"Quack, don't come near me!"

Jiang Li is dead...

She died on the day she reunited with Zhou Chen.

But unexpectedly, fate opened another window for her.

On the same day, Jiang Li was reborn.

Melting glaciers? Tsunami? Cold wave? Earthquake?

Various natural disasters are imminent.

Given a second chance, Jiang Li seizes the opportunity to acquire a vast amount of space, embarks on a shopping spree, and escapes disaster.

In this life, Jiang Li only wants to spend her life peacefully with her boyfriend...

[Slice-of-life, unconventional post-apocalyptic hoarding story; both the male and female leads are just ordinary people.]

130,000 years later, mankind restarted history and vowed to change the fate of the cruel internal struggle of mankind.

Experiment No. 03 successfully arrived at the "world" of the past.

For some reason, he always felt as if he had traveled to the wrong place.

He looked up at the sky and found cool monsters flying in the sky, as well as all kinds of inexplicable heroes.

"Did I travel to the wrong place?"