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My Unfortunate Tales at Another World

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Reads 2,103
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Parts 19
Time 1h 54m

Mature

androgynous unfortunate

I was suddenly transported to a world without knowing how i suddenly got here. At first i was in despair that knowing that there was no wifi connection nor signal for my phone. Till i discovered that there was a dragon that flew above me, and thought to myself 'Am i in a fantasy world?'

Joy began to fill me as it may be the same as those books i read and maybe become guy who'll gain riches, fame and being surrounded by women... 

Boy, how i forgot about being one misfortunate guy...All Rights Reserved

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Echo of the Past by KiyuMiyuu

A few months ago, I bought a mug with gold gilt. On sale. Not a gift either nor because of an occasion to remember by it. Just plain, pretty mug for 15PLN. I drank my coffee from it since. I spat loose tea leaves into it. It never felt particularly significant. An ordinary object. Only when I lost it, I realised its true value. I sat comfortably at my desk one evening. Looking at my phone, I reached to take my song-text notebook. Trivial situation. My clumsy fingers were unable to avoid the mug. They allowed it to topple over, to slip from the desktop. Even though I did not see the split-second occurrence, I felt the pressure of unease. My head painted the trajectory of the fall on its own, the shattering, spillage. The loss. For a millisecond I still had hope, that I would be able to catch the mug, that I would be able to avoid what was about to happen. But I knew I was headed for failure. I don't have any superpowers. I only scalded my fingers. I looked at the mug's new shape for a long while, at the shattered pieces. At the spilling liquid. Our adventure came to an end. Irrevocably. I won't be drinking coffee from it anymore, nor spit tea leaves into it. Well. I shouldn't be sad, it was just a regular mug, just like thousands of others. I grew to like it, it kept me company throughout hundreds of warm drinks. I lost it. I hate this feeling the most. In the moment when I am losing something, I stop in my tracks, I hold my breath. It is always a very intense moment. A short one, but one that gives me the tight unpleasant feeling in my stomach. The feeling of loss is always accompanied by hope. Silly and naïve. Making me believe so strongly, that I can make it. That I will still be able to catch the mug mid-flight. When the feeling is entering the body, crawling into me I realise, how important it was to me. Whether it's Nivan or a stupid mug with gold gilt.

The Souls That Break by haileyathena10222

I escaped my abusive Ex. I started a life for myself. Why did I think it would last?

Transmigrated As An Adventuring Prince?![DISCONTINUED] by Kyurem_Solas

I'm Yamato Kusuo! A former 19 year old college student. I was told by some sketchy gods I went into a coma. Don't ask me I don't remember why.. I was given a chance to transmigrate to another world to avoid boredom while my body lays still. I, like any other lucky bored teenager, agreed and was knocked into sleep right after. But now I'm told I'm a prince?! An adventuring prince?! Wait where am I?! Oi don't touch me! Tristan: (°ー°〃) I was just going to ask if your joining dinner.. Nathaniel: Let him be! That excuse of an adventurer got 'hurt'. Whitford : Goodness! Just eat before it gets cold. (╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻ What the fuck?! What kind of party did I join?! SURPRISE SURPRISE!! I DECIDED I'D PUBLISH A STORY BEFORE I LOST INTEREST REAL QUICK! So! This might have slow updates because well... I'm a lazy ass person. When I publish this there might be another 4 chapters already ready to shoot but I'm still lazy :P Oh! And I update every two weeks so twice a month! We'll meet again ;))))) Disconrinued due to lost of motivation. Might be rewritten.

Star Beings by Ghost_Writer143

I thought I was normal. That's what I was always led to believe anyways. But then one day a portal opened up in my closet and someone yanked me onto the other side. Now I'm stuck in a different world where apparently magic exists and I'm one of the ten people who can use all forms of it. Crazy, right? A two weeks ago I was a depressed 14 year old kid from Texas. Now I'm a confused and depressed 14 year old from Texas that has magic abilities I can barley control. Funny how quickly things can go from "meh, my life kinda sucks" to "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!?!" in a matter of seconds. Now I have to end a freaking war. I only have one question really. What did I get myself into by being born???

Flavor Of Life (EXO fanfiction) by KpoppersUnited

For some reason I was pull into a new world. I was afraid that I will get hurt too much from all of this.

Pana: Flight from the Past by drpedromd

What happens when you try to tell your story, but no one is willing to listen to you? You run. Thousands of years before, the cataclysm destroyed the world. In a barrage of miniature apocalypses manufactured by the most powerful government in the world, the moon was torn apart, ice sheets expanded from the north, entire communities were systematically poisoned, the rainforests were burned. Thousands of years before that, magical stones with the ability to protect life were created and scattered throughout civilization. Now, Pana and their friend, the timid yet trustworthy dragon Waveskimmer, find one of those stones. Pana has only ever known the frozen northern village they were born in, but when they are forced to flee their home after an unfortunate misunderstanding, they discover that the world is bigger than they could have imagined, and that there are other pockets of survivors out there who are all facing their own hardships. Together with Waveskimmer, they begin traveling the world, meet new people, and try their best to undo the mistakes of the past. But when their own past catches up with them, the fate of the world is thrown into jeopardy once more.

I Became The Villain's Secretary by J_axnettx_e

After I suddenly died I possessed the body of what I thought was an extra within a novel. From then on my life was mostly calm, though not fulfilling. Until one day I discovered I wasn't just a background figure; instead I was an insignificant character who'd end up being the villainous Grand Duke's secretary, only to die shortly after being near him! But I had no choice, it was too late to change my fate, so I decided to live as obediently as possible under the orders of the sadist villain. But I still had a plan. Even before the female lead makes her appearance, I will try in every way to make the villain a little more normal, or at least ensure that the two do not meet, so that no one will face a harsh death, including me! And then, after the villain doesn't become obsessed with the female lead and becomes more normal, I will be able to resign and live peacefully. So I just cleared all the suspicions he might have about me in order to not incur his wrath and die like in the novel. * * * "I'll give you a choice." The corner of his lips raised crookedly. Though that smile did not reach his eyes at all. "One, don't resign and stay here forever..." His gaze was enough to unnerve me. "Two, let me kill those who dared to give you the idea of resigning...then don't go and stay here forever." No, haven't I already made sure that the villain has become a little more normal!? ...What the heck is going on!? He shouldn't be like this!

Modernizing a Fantasy World with a System! (Rewrite Up! by Mhiktur

I was the accountant in my father's gang, always getting caught up in his shady business. When the feud between his and another gang finally ended, my uncle decided to mess it all up by going on a killing spree. As usual, I got caught up in it and died, expecting to see him in hell, but I instead saw the smiling face of a woman with cat ears, proclaiming how beautiful my eyes were... It didn't take long for me to realize I had been reborn into another world, just like the stories my elder sister used to tell me about. The question then was, what would I do? Learn magic, like my second mother? Take on the politics of royalty, like my father? I wasn't sure. That was, at least, until I accidentally selected a class in my new system, which may or may not be sentient. I was granted access to an easy way to get stronger, both physically and magically, and a shop that allowed me to get anything I had ever seen on Earth. That, combined with the problems I heard about through my new father, Ihelped me decide to use this power to help the people of this world as the second Prince of the Eilon kingdom!

The Cat and the Cursed Duke by Twilight_Starlight

My name is ayumi and i am 18 years old i led a normal highschool life. But life had another plan for me. I died in a accident after saving a young boy's kitten. Before i lost consciousness the last thing i could see was the boy hugging his kitten and weeping, and he whispered thank you to me. And then everything went black around me. But then when i opened my eyes i felt different and my body felt different. No wonder it felt different I HAVE BECAME A CAT!! How the hell could this happen to me! Not only i died saving a cat but i became a cat aswell!! *Sigh* Well since being a cat i can live a peaceful life right? "Are you awake now are you hurt anywhere?" Eh? who is this guy? "Are you hungry say anything and i will buy anything for you" Well looks like my life will be far from peaceful So my life begins as a cat

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Echo of the Past

A few months ago, I bought a mug with gold gilt. On sale. Not a gift either nor because of an occasion to remember by it. Just plain, pretty mug for 15PLN. I drank my coffee from it since. I spat loose tea leaves into it. It never felt particularly significant. An ordinary object. Only when I lost it, I realised its true value. I sat comfortably at my desk one evening. Looking at my phone, I reached to take my song-text notebook. Trivial situation. My clumsy fingers were unable to avoid the mug. They allowed it to topple over, to slip from the desktop. Even though I did not see the split-second occurrence, I felt the pressure of unease. My head painted the trajectory of the fall on its own, the shattering, spillage. The loss. For a millisecond I still had hope, that I would be able to catch the mug, that I would be able to avoid what was about to happen. But I knew I was headed for failure. I don't have any superpowers. I only scalded my fingers. I looked at the mug's new shape for a long while, at the shattered pieces. At the spilling liquid. Our adventure came to an end. Irrevocably. I won't be drinking coffee from it anymore, nor spit tea leaves into it. Well. I shouldn't be sad, it was just a regular mug, just like thousands of others. I grew to like it, it kept me company throughout hundreds of warm drinks. I lost it. I hate this feeling the most. In the moment when I am losing something, I stop in my tracks, I hold my breath. It is always a very intense moment. A short one, but one that gives me the tight unpleasant feeling in my stomach. The feeling of loss is always accompanied by hope. Silly and naïve. Making me believe so strongly, that I can make it. That I will still be able to catch the mug mid-flight. When the feeling is entering the body, crawling into me I realise, how important it was to me. Whether it's Nivan or a stupid mug with gold gilt.