In Fuyuki City, as an average man, Roy lives a calm and stable life every day that even Kira Yoshikage would envy. Adhering to the principle of staying a step ahead of disaster and running fast enough to avoid trouble, he leads a safe life in this dangerous world. However, his life trajectory begins to deviate drastically after being drawn into the massive magical ritual of the Holy Grail War. The Avenger known as the King of the Cavern extends a hand to him, and the Magus of Flowers offers applause for his story; the excitement of the tale is just beginning to unfold. The King of Knights, the King of Heroes, the King of Conqueror... stories continue to develop as he encounters countless heroes and writes new chapters of his life. Since being ordinary can no longer be guaranteed, it's time to start writing his own story. "The ending of the story will be decided by me."

I learned the hard way that the world ain't black and white. Nobody is going to punish the bad with a sense of justice, nobody was going to come and save me if I stayed and I'd probably have killed myself before they could kill me. The world isn't that black and white. Time? Change? Forgiveness? No. This is a fucking vendetta and I will ruin them all before I look them in the eyes while I step on their throats and show you how dark this world truly is.

What do you truly desire? To struggle onward in defiance of the inevitable? Or to wither into dust beneath the torment of your final days? Death is merely an instrument. Humanity, a fleeting notion. To search for meaning in what is mortal and transient is an exercise in futility. Return to us. Beneath our vigilance, you will thrive. You will rise beyond mortal bounds. And at your apotheosis we will bestow upon you a crown that declares you the rightful architect of this world. "You belong to us. Now, and for all eternity." And so, by decree of the Council, his fate was sealed.

What would happen if someone were given the chance to use Cartoon Tropes in a world of swords and magic? Madness! Absolute madness! Armed with the body of a certain blue cat, let's join Altair in bringing chaos to the dungeon of swords and magic! ... "I may not have magic... but have you ever been shot by a shotgun that can curve over a kilometer?"

[HI3 x Male Reader. Ooc don't take too serious.] Captain of the Hyperion. Commander of countless Valkyries and also a man with quite the past. His daily life could be carefree, stressful, and even comedic at times. One thing is certain: he's surrounded by powerful people! People who he may or may not have caught their attention!

A lost soul was reincarnated into the world of Danmachi. His very existence overturned the world's original fate. He is not a hero, nor a villain, but one who treads his own unique path, defying destiny with his strong will and eternal determination. Following the path of the mage, he resolved himself to reach the pinnacle of existence. The world of Danmachi was utterly unprepared for his arrival. --------------------------------------------------- +15 chapters at patreon.com/drdedot Upload Schedule: Everyday

The Pseudo-Holy Grail War of Snowfield is About to Begin! Moran, who has transmigrated into the Type-Moon universe, is determined to clear the game in one life! Waiting online, urgent! Ding! You have successfully activated the Life Simulator! • 【You drove out the foreign Olympian Machine Gods, took the hand of the Earth Mother Goddess, and founded a new nation and mythology.】 • 【You are the Lord of the Millennium Castle, bestowed with the name Brunestud, and the beloved ruler of the land in the eyes of the Crimson Moon.】 • 【You are the Final King of the Age of Gods, single-handedly preventing its decline and ensuring that Divine Age Britain endures to this day.】 Behind this dazzling simulated life, Moran now faces- Arcueid: "Weren't you supposed to pick me up at the Millennium Castle? Why are you here in the Holy Grail War?!" Artoria: "Enough! Come back to Britain with me!" Ereshkigal: "Moran! Who are all these women?!" As his ever-growing circle of admirers closes in, Moran realizes- This might just be the hardest "Kidney Grail War" in history.

A lost soul was reincarnated into the world of Danmachi. His very existence overturned the world's original fate. He is not a hero, nor a villain, but one who treads his own unique path, defying destiny with his strong will and eternal determination. Following the path of the mage, he resolved himself to reach the pinnacle of existence. The world of Danmachi was utterly unprepared for his arrival. --------------------------------------------------- +15 chapters at patreon.com/drdedot Upload Schedule: Everyday

The Pseudo-Holy Grail War of Snowfield is About to Begin! Moran, who has transmigrated into the Type-Moon universe, is determined to clear the game in one life! Waiting online, urgent! Ding! You have successfully activated the Life Simulator! • 【You drove out the foreign Olympian Machine Gods, took the hand of the Earth Mother Goddess, and founded a new nation and mythology.】 • 【You are the Lord of the Millennium Castle, bestowed with the name Brunestud, and the beloved ruler of the land in the eyes of the Crimson Moon.】 • 【You are the Final King of the Age of Gods, single-handedly preventing its decline and ensuring that Divine Age Britain endures to this day.】 Behind this dazzling simulated life, Moran now faces- Arcueid: "Weren't you supposed to pick me up at the Millennium Castle? Why are you here in the Holy Grail War?!" Artoria: "Enough! Come back to Britain with me!" Ereshkigal: "Moran! Who are all these women?!" As his ever-growing circle of admirers closes in, Moran realizes- This might just be the hardest "Kidney Grail War" in history.

=============|[ °•° ]|============= Synopsis: Louxen was a diligent transmigrator, an angel from Laterano. Universally regarded as a good young man, his greatest dream was simple and open a small restaurant in Lungmen, get married, and live a quiet peaceful life. But that dream shattered the day a fallen angel named Mostima appeared before him. With a serene smile, she dropped to one knee and spoke with gentle reverence. "The three year term has ended. Please, Holy Son, return to your position." =============|[ °•° ]|============= [TL note: I've change the name of the Mc. Luo Zhen to Louxen. if you wanted to revert it back to the original, then you'll have to leave a comment. it needs others participations. Also, this is a translation and I do not own the book]