A generation of soldiers hated to leave the army and disappeared for a few years. The strong against the sky returned to the city and set off a bloody storm again!

Simple and rude is my art of doing things, and just doing it is my attitude to life!

See how the top mad young man spreads across the city and writes his legendary king!

Still very cool and passionate!

A genius who was once considered to be destined to become the Chief Knight of the Empire was abandoned by his family and the princess he loved deeply because of a serious injury. He became a stray dog ​​and was picked up by an unknown small lord... The small lord Jiang Zhuozhuo has a small territory and no ambition. He just wants to lie comfortably in the sun every day. The only worry is that if there is no successor to their territory, the empire will take it back! Now, the opportunity has come! The man in front of him is very handsome and talented. It is said that he loves the princess madly and will definitely leave after he recovers from his injury... This is really... really great! The father is gone and the child is left, everyone is happy, great! *Note: Fantasy world, children are born from eggs, love

(Pokémon, mostly female, almost invincible, most have brains)

The once hot-blooded and naive Ash has missed out on too much. He starts over again and follows the example of the legendary Brutal King Lance, gaining divine power with no level cap. From his encounter with Pikachu, he writes the legend of the Brutal King in the Pokémon world!

Xiaoxia is soft-hearted and doesn't take hardship? First try to persuade her with soft tactics, then let her take the hard ones!

Hoenn Dancer Haruka? I've booked the entire place for a private performance!

Kaluni doesn't accept private performances? Go talk to my super weapon!

Zhulan is noble and calm? I want to see if she can remain calm in the face of my super weapon!

As for strength? Even my level 999 Pikachu can be killed instantly by Arceus!

As for the Rockets... no bro, compared to me, you guys are saints.

After Wen Yao arrived in the Hell of Gensokyo, Shiki-sama's daily life became like this: In a singularity, discussing the meaning of death with Ereshkigal, the goddess of the underworld; Izanami, the goddess of the underworld, confiding in someone about her loneliness in a broken world; exploring souls and the abyss with Ash (primarily Gensokyo)... Primarily Gensokyo, interspersed with other worlds, the narrative will likely not follow the above pattern. A mix of first and second settings, the setting is not rigorous (updates will be irregular for now; daily updates will resume after the previous main story is completed; I will try to maintain uninterrupted updates during holidays). PS: If Shiki fans can't find any Shiki-sama fanfiction, they'll have to write their own. PS: I'm bad at creating summaries; this is not the final version.

Tricked into a contract by a scumbag wand, Koichi Ando, ​​who thinks the 3D world is a rubbish game, was forcibly transformed into a beautiful girl. When he learned his life was in danger during the battle, he wanted nothing more than to give up and return to his daily life. However, unable to break the contract, he was forced to live as a beautiful girl. Unexpectedly, his childhood sweethearts, playmates, and secret crushes all gathered around him at this moment. "You bastard wand! If you hadn't tricked me, I would never become a magical girl. Give me back my daily life!" "What? I can change back... But think about it, I've been used to it for so long, and I have friends now. Wouldn't it feel weird to change back now?" "Being a girl isn't so bad, actually," said the girl who was once a boy.

Kamal looked at the black body of the person in front of him, and the heart was so black that water could flow out. "Open it up." "Uh, Lord Kamal, I just have the flu, isn't that bad?" "No, your heart is broken and needs a new one." Looking at Kamal with a serious face, Coric silently apologized for the patient lying on the operating table, then cut open his chest with a knife. Poof, blood splattered all over the two of them... "Look at you, you have been interning for a month, why haven't you learned the skills of opening up the chest yet?" Coric: "..." This is the story of a man with mediocre magical talent who opened up an alternative wizard upgrade path. Doctor Kamal's skills are really getting more and more bizarre... (with gold fingers but no system, fictional steam background)

Lin Fan transmigrated to the world of *The Deer and the Cauldron*, awakening the [All-Heaven Fortune Plundering System]. In the world of *The Deer and the Cauldron*, he rebuilt the Ming Dynasty. In the world of *The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber*, he expelled the Yuan Dynasty. In the world of *Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils*, he restored the Great Yan Dynasty. In the world of *Douluo Continent*, he reigned supreme. In the world of *The Great Tang Dynasty*, he unified the world. In the world of *Wind and Cloud*, he was unparalleled. In the world of *Zhu Xian*, he soared to the heavens. In the world of *Battle Through the Heavens*, he unified the eight wastelands. In the world of *Journey to the West*, he wreaked havoc in the Heavenly Palace. In the world of *Investiture of the Gods*, he attained sainthood. In the world of *Primordial Chaos*, he wielded the Heavenly Dao, evolving the infinite, pioneering the myriad realms in the chaos. Every time he stepped into a realm, it was like a spark igniting a prairie fire; when fortunes converged, heaven and earth resonated. He stood atop the vast expanse, and with a flick of his palm, heroes bowed their heads, and the landscape changed color.

In the ultimate void above the sacrificial path, the Desolate Emperor Shi Hao has stood for countless ages, dominating time and space, possessing inexhaustible power, yet his path ahead is uncertain. An unexpected perception leads him to an incomprehensible existence—a warm, compassionate, yet perfectly flawless logical loop that renders all his power ineffective, the Principle of the Circle.

She is Madoka Kaname, a cosmic law sublimated from pure goodness, bearing the despair of all beings and offering eternal salvation. Omniscient and omnipotent, yet eternally lonely. He is the ultimate dynamic of relentless conquest and breaking laws with force; she is the absolute static of encompassing all and tending towards peace.

It began with an unobservable panic and a fierce clash of ideas, culminating in a shocking and thought-provoking exploration of each other's blind spots. He poured out the iron will and loneliness of countless battles, and she responded with understanding and compassion that transcended dimensions. When she voluntarily revealed the essence of her being, the universal love and trust derived from supreme divinity melted his eternally frozen humanity, bringing long-lost joy.

This was not a simple contest of strength, but a revolution in cognitive dimensions and the meaning of existence. Under her influence, his Dao heart was tempered from its coldness and became harmonious and resilient; his "protection" was sublimated into a cherishing of infinite possibilities; his path ahead transformed from nothingness into a magnificent star map for exploring different ultimate truths and understanding the diversity of the universe.

Two solitary souls, each wandering at the edge of their own world, meet at the source of cause and effect. This is a symphony of movement and stillness, a resonance of strength and gentleness, a supreme tale that transcends power and rules, about understanding, trust, and moving forward together.

When Loran woke up, he found himself to be a desolate baron in the most barren border of another world.

They were faced with a dilapidated, drafty castle, a dozen or so emaciated villagers, barren saline land, and the faint green glow of wolves in the wilderness.

The kingdom's nobles viewed him as a laughingstock, and surrounding powers coveted his small population.

There are no magical artifacts given away by the system, no treasures left by predecessors, only a knowledgeable mind from the modern world, and a stubbornness that will never bow to fate.