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Victoria Holborn has a shadow looming over her head. She was born with it. It's been there all her life, and it's never gotten any easier to get rid of. With a Blessed Healer for a Mother, and a Blessed Craftsman for the other Mother, the first child actually Born on the Half-Mountain, She's expected to be Amazing. Always. Extraordinary, Grand, Awesome, Powerful, that and more is expected of her. But she's not a 'Blessed' anything. Victoria is simply seen as a young woman with a knack for crafting Magic Items and Magic Crystal Relics like her uncle James, though her real talent is the War Magic her aunt Medea teaches her when her mothers aren't looking. And, like all young women when told she CAN'T do something, not only is she going to DO IT, she is going to be the VERY BEST at it.

Waking up in a mysterious room, in a forest I didn't recognize, after I was sure I was dead, was deeply disturbing. But it was when the first monster attacked me, that was when I realized... I was well and truly fucked. - The skills I'd had during my life were translated here as literal Skills, which were apparently the system of 'Magic' in this place, or something close to that. They could be learned, and they could be given, making this world even more different than I'd expected. But one big thing hadn't changed at all: In this Place, Rich people had the best stuff, which included skills, and they weren't shy about taking what they wanted from others.

Welcome to another fantasy story about some guy suddenly waking up as a Dragon! Out of all the confusions, misunderstandings, and random events, our MC just wants to... Sleep?! More of what's to come as the story unfolds, and secrets revealed in a completely new & unfamiliar fantasy world!

The Alchemist is considered the most useless of all the 5 classes offered in the Virtual World of 'Hell's Gates'(Warrior, Archer, Mage, Cleric, and Alchemist). Having little to no Combat Skills, and relying on real-world Chemistry Knowledge (a Lost art of sorts,) to make anything more than the most basic potions, they are very rarely seen past the first or second level, because most people change their class after seeing its uselessness. Still, this class allows Sam to spread her literal and proverbial wings as a Chemist and Inventor in a world where such a skill set is actually very valuable! Of course, with the rarity and value of their skills comes a plethora of problems, and most don't last very long at all, but Sam is determined, damn it! Hopefully, being stubborn and lucky in equal portions will be enough to survive and thrive in the world of Hell's Gates? (((Complete!!! Perhaps there'll be a Book Two if this gets enough attention???)))

James Parthenos is a Seasoned Mage, now, and he's ready to get into the Big Leagues- that is, the Upper Tier of Magic, which only one Mage has ever reached before, the infamous Merlin. No big deal.

America lived a simple life in the big city. As a college dropout, all he wanted was to hang out with friends and do all he needed to do to get by. But one day, it all changed. Will he let his newfound abilities change the course of his life? Or will he lay low and hope that nobody finds out the truth about him? Spoiler alert that you saw coming from a mile away; he becomes an epic frickin superhero. Warnings: - This will contain ships. So uh... proceed with caution I guess -I'm not trying to offend anyone, so if you do just tell me and I'll edit the offensive thing out - I'm just doing this for entertainment and I'm not trying to spread any negativity or romanticizing any countries or organizations in this story - sometimes my brain don't English good - although characters and backstories will be historically based, any inaccuracies do not in any way reflect real world history. This is for entertainment purposes only, and I advise you to do more research before you believe everything you read on a Wattpad fanfic

Tanjiro, an 18-year-old boy finds himself in a bad blizzard. He had gone out to try to sell some charcoal, but no one cared. He was worthless they said. They said everyone would've been better without him. No one cared. Not even his own family. They blatantly expressed their hate towards him when given punishments way worse than the rest. Starvation for days. Weeks. Leaving him out in the freezing snow. They didn't care, nobody did. Until one man found him out in the freezing snow. A slim, pale man. A simple man who would change his life forever. That man's name, was to never be uttered by anyone's mouth. The name of Muzan Kibutsuji. (The cover on this story is not mine, Credits to owner.)

In the event of death, there is a 1:10,000 chance that you will reincarnate in a world not your own and Retain your Ego; that is, your memories and Mental Self. In that chance, there is a 1:10,000 chance that you will be given some sort of ability; the basic types are skills, or maybe talent, and these are called Classes, such as the famous 'Hero' to the infamous 'Maou' or 'Demon King'. Then, there's... well, then there's James. James is an idiot savant, essentially, and so, thinking it's a dream and that he'll wake up soon anyway, he chooses 'nothing'. He simply refuses to choose, and sits around in the Spirit Realm, meditating, for 100,000 years; in this way, he develops his own skills, instead of accepting one from the Gods. Now, there's no going back. After all, I didn't say his luck was 'Good' Luck, Did I?