The age of my reign may have dimmed in the other world, but don't get it twisted. I didn't fall. I simply woke up in this flimsy human shell again. Yeah yeah, Mikami Satoru, office drone, stabbed on the sidewalk like some background extra. Pathetic. Embarrassing. If someone brings it up again, I might actually combust. But I'm not dying like that twice. Absolutely not. I still have her. The one who pretends she's all logical and emotionless. The one who huffs in my head every time I call her by name. Ciel. She's an manas , my partner, sure, but she's also my constant, terrifyingly perfect partner who nags me about "inefficiency" every three seconds. And I... ugh, fine, I rely on her. A tiny bit. Not that I'd say that out loud. Ever. Trapped in a world with no magicules, no nation of monsters to bow their heads, no absurd overpowered allies... all I have is this weak, annoyingly mortal body. So I'll reshape it. Break it. Rebuild it. Make it something that can keep up with the monster I used to be. My training is brutal, intense, and yes, I complain about it, but shut up. It's not like I'm doing it because she told me to or anything. If the world thinks it's peaceful, that's its own delusion. While everyone else sleeps, I grind myself past my limits. I'll surpass even the version of me that was crowned Demon Lord. I'll make this pathetic reality kneel without even knowing why. And if I chant a few chūnibyō spells under my breath? It's called preparation. Not cringe. You wouldn't understand. I'm Satoru, Rimuru, whatever name the universe tries to chain me with. And I'm just getting started. Not that I care if anyone recognizes it or anything. Hmph.

it will be filled with so many shorts

On what was supposed to be her one day of peace, idol Rin Watanabe wakes to a scandal she never caused: a viral photo of "her" smoking and drinking coffee two things she despises. The problem? It isn't Rin in the picture, but someone wearing her one-of-a-kind tour jacket and her exact smile. As the internet turns on her and her agency spirals into damage control, Rin begins to unravel, questioning her own identity while hunting for the mysterious doppelgänger who has stolen her face. When a chilling text message and a too-close encounter reveal that the impostor is real and watching Rin is forced to confront a terrifying thought: if someone else can play the role of "Rin Watanabe" better than she can, what does that make her? A tense psychological drama about identity, obsession, and the fragile line between who we are and who the world believes us to be.

Demonlord Rimuru Tempest freaking after send into end of space time by feldway then he just reincarnate in alternative timeline as Veldanava son into different timeline because its take time to rebuild his previous timeline completely

well it's just an story of veldora being going to japan as Rimuru send him there

Yeah it's second part of my previous book but this time more neater than before

Its just an idea pop in my mind for 2 days ago.

It's au rimuru from my previous book which gonna reincarnate in fate universe

80 years have passed since Yuuki's defeat. Rimuru, after dwelling for countless years at the end of time and space, has surpassed Veldanava in terms of strength and is, therefore, the strongest being in the Cardinal world. With his strength, he easily dealt with the aftermath of the final battle and accomplished his dream of coexistence between monsters and humans. Although he is happy with the results, his daily routine consists of constant paperwork. During one of these boring days Ciel, who is worried about the mental state of her master, suggests creating an alternate Timeline and traveling back in time. Rimuru, not wanting to do everything over again, comes back with an alternative idea. Going back in time but with one addition: instead of traveling to his original time of reincarnation as a slime, he decides to go much further in time and become one of the ancient demon lords.

It a story Rimuru going to Japan in parrallel world