Noun: Future Shock [Mass Noun]<br /> [ /ˈfyo͞oCHər SHäk/ ]<br /> "A state of distress or disorientation due to rapid Social or Technological change." - Oxford English Dictionary Matthew was just one in millions, another lackluster target for others, another blip on the radar to the afterlife's cold embrace, but never was he the one to expect being pitied by a higher power. A God from another world would find him and eventually allow him to pave a new path of his own design. Now brought into Geo, an isekaitis fantasy world where magic prevails, mythical creatures wander, and exotic journeys lay. But its not a utopia, the world was more corrupted than anticipated, with technological disparity, monsters, warmongers, slavers, among others. The road he would put up with is... unfavourable, as his modern self clashes with the world around him. Slowly but surely, finding it a necessity to start influencing the world as he goes, at the same time as the world influences him.

After his Transcripts are revealed to be false, Jaune is expelled but is allowed to return for his 2nd year. Jaune travels across Remnant and finds himself in situations that change him for the better and for the worse, mostly the worse. Will he return as the same person?

There once was a story of a soldier so devastating and skilled that he could take on whole armies. Those stories were wrong, he could take on empires. Set in the Star Wars Universe during the Clone Wars, a super soldier wakes up to a new war. Bred for war, built to never yield, John 117 struggles to find peace whilst placed in a galactic-wide war. Halo/Star Wars crossover

Have you ever been in a bad situation? Yes? Well, it sure doesn't compare to mine! Trapped in a Ork's body in midst a raid on an Eldar craftworld with a giant Warboss staring at me. I almost got trampled, burned and shot, only to crash land on a hostile planet. As if that wasn't enough, I have care for a baby Eldar, one of the few sources of comfort I have on this planet. Without a warband, I need to survive while ensuring the baby's safety. Get ready galaxy, because the story of the ork sniper is about to become real and I will do it while getting filthy rich in the process.

Your stereotypical abused, bullied, depressed, suicidal, unloved, virgin reader story. ---- Your life sucks. Or at least, that's what you've gathered. Suddenly waking up in a dorm room with shoelaces wrapped around your neck as you dangle from a ceiling fan really doesn't help with the amnesia. So what do you do when you discover that your forgetful existence has been nothing but torment and abuse? You say, "Fuck this shit!" and proceed to do whatever you want. ---- I do not own RWBY or any photos/videos used in this story.

TLDR: Y/N reincarnates into the Fate universe with the power of both Fire Eikons from FF16; Ifrit & Phoenix. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Who would've guessed that in my second life I'd end up in the Realm of Camelot? It was one thing to have just read about the legend, but now it seems I've become one of the story's main characters! I don't know how the story will end now, but hopefully I can give it a happier ending! *I don't own Fate series or Final Fantasy*

Going to work might've always been a massive pain in the ass, but I never thought it'd actually get me killed! While riding the bus to get to work one day, I came across this fanfiction that seemed like the perfect way to pass the time. The story was about this guy who reincarnates into his favorite anime as an unassuming mob character; but what made this story interesting was that every single member of the Hero's harem was secretly an insane Yandere! Now the mob character not only had to survive in a world with Gods and monsters, but he also had to be careful not to piss off the Hero's cult of crazy superpowered woman! The fanfiction had like a 100+ chapters and 2 more volumes, but I only managed to read the first few chapters before Trunk-kun rammed straight into the bus I was on! And I'll give you one guess where I ended up... (Huge shoutout to UnknownFate25 for letting me do a spinoff of their "The Mob Character Shouldn't Have A Yandere Harem?!" story.)

William Ericsson, a 23 year old salary man who works a 8 to 6 job for six times a week in a massive cooperation. A man who didn't have anything interesting about himself, besides his hobby. A ship enthusiast who loves the ships of history like cruiser liners and battleships. Coincidentally, William is also involved with playing a particular game that allows him to create his own ships. As such, imagine his surprise when he finds himself alone in a dark space with nothing but a floating button that says '&lt;Start&gt;'. . . . Well clearly, the only option in a situation like this is to first roll up into a ball, lay on the ground, and begin to both cry and panic over the fact that you might very well be dead. What could possibly go wrong? :) -Note: all art, music, and content used in this book is not mine as all credit should go to the proper owns. The story is mine though along with the characters involved.-

The minute I stepped foot in this city I was living a lie. I had hoped those lies would help me reach my dream of becoming a huntsmen, but it took me down a different path, it took me into the depths of this city's criminal underworld where I learned that among thieves there is honor. An AU where Jaune expelled from Beacon infiltrates the Vale Mafia and becomes a different kind of hero. A Silentknight story (Jaune x Neo) Updates every Sunday.

"Why did I end up as a mid-game boss in an otome game?!" - Kobayashi Nao wakes up in the middle of a bloody medieval battlefield with a game prompt informing her of her new fate as an unwilling, despised necromancer. While desperately trying to make some semblance of a normal life, she is faced with a country in the middle of a civil war, the hungry monsters waiting to devour whatever remains, and a saintess blessed to save humanity from all evil, necromancers included. Releases on Sundays