a regresser and a transmigrating reincarnator face the horrors of a romance novel together Put less succinctly, in one of the many parallel worlds that mirror one another in the upsettingly complicated universe there was a different book by Nelan Barrow. The shifted events that fall like dominos create a significantly divergent plot with some remaining core elements. Due to this differing but mirroring circumstances, Cale Henituse is offered the opportunity to regress rather than transmigrate. He just wasn't anticipating having a new brother upon doing so. This is a story with a primary focus on familial relationships with two romantic subplots alongside. The ships for those subplots are: Choi Han x Kim Rok Soo (Roksu Henituse) Alberu Crossman x Original Cale Henituse

Just Cale collecting his own set of d-cks, I mean Harem.

One Piece x Trash of the Count's Family Crossover Fanfiction . . . But still, that damn redhead wouldn't stop worrying him! Damn it! Aarrghhh! How did he survive with such a lazy nature all this time anyway?! AND! That face was a mistake! Why did he have to look so pretty while grinning sleepily at him-?! "Ace..." "SHUT THE FUCK UP! YOU'RE NOT PRETTY, DAMN IT!" "... I asked for food, not compliments. But, thank you. You're handsome too." His face turned bright red. So, to summarize, Portgas D. Ace was on his way to find Marshal D. Teach. But, somehow suddenly hampered by the presence of the Slacker Cale Henituse who did not stop worrying him. . . . Pair : Ace x Cale! (Alive!Ace here) ❤️‍🔥✨️ Beta Reader by : *Yuna aka @HakYuna

Alone... No one is by my side anymore... It hurts... Everything hurts... [The Trash of the Count's Family AU] All of the characters are not mine, the novel is from Yoo Ryeo Han only

[COMPLETED] Everything around him was blurry. His body aching painfully despite the common fact that his ancient power should've healed his wounds by now. Cale couldn't even utter a low whine when he felt his wrist burn at the painful friction of the rope that was tying him. "Cale." The redhead looked at the source of the voice, a blurry shade of red moving in front of him. There was then a lamp that was settled beside him, Cale blinks to see the White Star fully in front of him and his guard raised at the maximum in case on what he plans on doing. "Eat." There was then a piece of meat that met against Cale's bleeding lips. The disgusting stench of blood penetrating his nose as he weakly glared at the man. White Star smirked, "Go on, eat. You'll get stronger." Cale's eyes blown wide when he saw the meat that the White Star was trying to feed him. It looks like a charred one that was burnt from cooking, if you ignore how blood still seeps from one of the tendons. "....!" The White Star then forced his mouth open, easily clenching Cale's jaw as he stuffed the black meat inside his mouth. Tears pooled at the side of Cale's reddish-brown eyes as he tried to spit out the meat. He can't, for the love of God, he just can't. "Listen to my pleads, my dear child. Eat." 'No...' "Raon..." ✶⊶⊷⊶⊷❍⊶⊷⊶⊷✶ This is a canon divergence. Please note that this work have trigger warnings such as blood, gore, slavery and manipulation. The main tag would be Dead Dove Do Not Eat.

He wasn't a monster he created. He was a monster they created

Lcf x LotM (crossover) Ding! There was a notification popped up on the tablet-like mirror which is a divine item given by God of Death. The message was: [Would you like to accept the invitation from Planet Shaolen?] "Yes." That was the plan. However, during the transferring progress, a sudden gray fog eventually enveloped the company one by one, leaving Cale alone in the empty void. Amidst the sudden disappearances of his company, at the same time, the divine item within Cale's hand undergone an immeasurable shock. [Error! Error!] [Attempting to recon_ect _o Pl_ne_ Sha_l__ v_a th_ in_ita_io_ ] Words produced on the mirror started to pause every second a time, resulting the incomplete message. [Err_r! E_r_r!] [A b_g hav_ b__n d_tect-] Beep! Beep-! The item broke down once again, as it detected the erroneous stemming from a bug. Soon, the mirror's surface turned back to normal, producing new lines of unfamiliar words. [Congratulation, you have arrived at the destination.] [Welcome to Earth -1] Accompanied the new notification, was a smart emoticon of a figure wearing monocle. 🧐 P.S. Cover taken from a panel of official lcf manhwa by artist Pan4-nim and story written by author Yoo Ryeo Han-nim, While LotM is written by dear author Cuttlefish that loves diving.

All I could see, was darkness as a strong sound hit my ear. . . . "husband?" I opened my eyes, saw the face of a beautiful brown haired woman. 'What did she call me? Where am I? Are those bastards playing a prank?' My mind is messed up. "Husband! are you okay? You got injured while practicing your martial arts." I frowned. "Who are you? Who are all of them?" Violan's hands trembled hearing that. "Bring the healer here immediately! He hit his head hard, he must have lost his memory." Violan quickly gave orders and the servants followed. 'Why are they so noisy? I didn't really know them from the start.' I looked in the mirror in the room. '......' Shit! Whose body is this!? Note: I'm not really goot at English. And I using a transition for help.

Cale Died He lived a Happy and Tiringly Full life. So Why is He in another world and why is White Star his Twin ____ The Blue Spider Lily the Flower Demon King Muzan has been searching for is not a flower at all. But instead were two Siblings. With its abilities coursing through thier veins ____ Cale died during the White Star Fight. His family went crazy and through sheer despair and anger defeated the Hunters. Now they figured out Cale reincarnated. They will get him Back ____ Cale did not die at his fight with White Star. Barrow knew that. Barrow Saw. Barrow saw the crazed look in Cale's family eyes. And through the last shred of his humanity he pulled Cale and Him into a new life. Of Course Death Helped a bit. But no one needs to know that. Especially Cale. He does not need to know what his family would do. If he didn't die