THE LOST TRIP

Sienna Vale, the last heiress of the fallen House Vale, awakens in exile within the Wasteland, a cursed land where nothing grows. Though stripped of magic and battle spiritual energy after drinking the Water of Nothingness, she discovers an unbelievable secret: a mysterious Spatial Farm bound to her soul, functioning like a living system that allows her to plant crops, harvest them at an abnormal speed, and store items in an infinite warehouse. At first, Sienna uses the farm to grow radishes, realizing they are valuable “magic vegetables” in this world. With this discovery, she begins forming a low-key survival plan, aiming to secretly sell produce through Harold, her loyal steward, while avoiding the attention of powerful nobles who destroyed her family. As Sienna explores abandoned dwarf mines near her castle, she finds them perfect for breeding livestock, especially blue-eyed rabbits. She collects black soil and underground river water from the wasteland and mines, bringing them into the Spatial Farm. This triggers rapid upgrades, granting her corn and wheat seeds, strengthening the space soil and water, and revealing that the cursed land can be purified. With new resources, loyal followers, and a growing system that evolves through discovery, Sienna Vale begins laying the foundation for rebuilding the House Vale, transforming a dead territory into a future empire of wealth and survival.

One night, I stayed up playing some Gacha games. I fell asleep with one of them still open on my phone, only to wake up in a "funny loli game" world. ----- "What's with all these guns and spy stuff?" "Oh well, time to help from the shadows." "Don't notice me sensei... or anyone else." "CRAP, THEY'RE ALL HOT! I MIGHT GO GAY." ----- Many secrets hidden within this strange place known as Kivotos. With some changes and an extra character seemingly out of now where, Melissa Cardon must make preparations and change the future for good.

To have the ability to see into people's past has no real appeal for the teenager this story is about, letting him only use it as amusement and to show off when he was drunk. Never look into someone's past beyond a superficial level. Never try to find out more than you should. NEVER. EVER. LOOK. INTO. THE. FUTURE. But everything changed the moment he was forced to look into the future, was forced to investigate the circumstances of a murder, and was forced to make the acquaintance of the victim's twin brother('s fists). The more time passed, the more it appeared that the primary reason for this murder wasn't a local, but a global one. This single, marred corpse was the beginning of a threat that would shake the world. (MC loses a screw when he enters the prison.) Slow Burn, BL, first-person view; MC is shorter than ML BUT we have a SWITCH-COUPLE! Love interest falls in love first; both MC and ML are straight, mutual bending, Enemies to Lovers) Many thanks to MelBri for helping so skillfully with any kind of grammar error! (*ˊᗜˋ*)/ᵗᑋᵃᐢᵏ ᵞᵒᵘ* WARNING: sexual content, excessive violence, graphic violence, torture, disturbing scenes

He’d been reincarnated. Grimm: relentless monsters whose entire existence revolved around destroying humanity and all they created. Salem: a witch cursed with immortality and possessing unparallel control over those beasts. Ozma: a wizard bound to a cycle of reincarnation and given the task of uniting humanity. The God of Light and the God of Darkness: the twin gods responsible not only for Salem’s and Ozma’s curses but wiping out all of humanity in ages past. What little relief his abrupt rebirth brought about was dashed away the moment he realized his situation. Being reborn into the world of RWBY, an unfinished show that placed the would be heroes against impossible odds, might as well have been its own kind of hell. What was some average joe like him supposed to do about all that shit? Run behind one of the kingdoms’ walls and pretend he didn’t know what was to come? He'd considered it. God knows he did. But that wasn’t a real option. If he wanted to ensure he had a future in this world he had to pave the way for it with his own two hands. Luckily, between being born to the perfect parent for his situation and his recently discovered semblance taking on a very familiar form, he might actually have a fighting chance in this new world. The Sharingan was its own brand of overpowered bullshit after all.

[Dimensional Magic Cube's Instructions] [1. The Dimensional Magic Cube can automatically absorb the energy that exists in the dimension. Once a month, it can randomly open a dimensional channel and perform dimensional travel.] [2. The Dimensional Magic Cube has the ability to convert various powers from different dimensions, ready to be activated and used at any time.] [3. There is a storage space inside the Dimensional Magic Cube, which can be opened and used at any time.] [4. ...] This is the story of a man who once couldn't choose his own future but vowed to live for himself in this new life. Carrying the Dimensional Magic Cube, Riezel arrived in the world of swords and magic and wandered through different worlds, hoping to find a new beginning. === In a nutshell, a story about a man from Earth who got transmigrated into a fantasy world (the original world that acts as the main world) and has the ability to travel to various anime worlds to become stronger. Visited Worlds: 1. DanMachi (Is It Wrong to Try to Pick Up Girls in a Dungeon?) 2. Demon Slayer (Kimetsu no Yaiba) 3. Overlord 4. Fate/Grand Order: Fae Round Table Domain - Avalon le Fae 5. Jujutsu Kaisen

One Hundred Lifetimes of Reincarnation The so-called "Twin Electro Archons" are nothing more than a tired tale spun by a dying Shogun. The so-called "Free-Spirited Bard" is merely the wind taking the form of a boy, seeing the world beyond the tower in his place. The so-called "Immortal Zombie Qiqi" is simply an old man's desperate plea on the verge of death—one that a god happened to hear. Li Mo had been reincarnated a hundred times into the world of Genshin Impact. One more lifetime—one final mission—and he would be granted ten wishes. In his hundredth life, he became a storyteller in Liyue. "On that day, the Thunder Demon split his own heart in two, saving his dying sisters." "On that day, the wind took the shape of a boy, seeing the world beyond the tower in his place." "On that day, an old man, facing the dying herb-gathering girl, forcibly wielded the power of his own wish, granting Qiqi a glimmer of hope." The emotion ran deep, and the entire audience erupted in applause. The Raiden Shogun, Shenhe, Qiqi… even the Tsaritsa herself was moved to tears. Hu Tao's eyes glistened as she asked, "Storyteller… is that boy really dead?" --- Raw: 原神：璃月港说书，胡桃泪目 Author: 万字更新

Lin Yunfeng screwed up. Big time. One mistake. That’s all it was. A stupid, drunken mistake. So why the hell was Ren Muchen chasing him down a creepy-ass abandoned hallway like a maniac?! "You slept with me and ran? Fine! Let’s see how long you last!" Uh, yeah. No thanks. Yunfeng ran faster, heart pounding—until he skidded to a stop. Right in front of a half-rotten zombie. "Oh, come on!" Before he could even process his impending doom, the thing lunged. His life flashed before his eyes. Then—WHACK. A massive axe took the zombie’s head clean off. And just like that, Muchen was grabbing his collar, hauling him up like a ragdoll. "You’re not dying," Muchen said, looking way too smug for someone who just saved his life. "Not today. Not anytime soon." Yunfeng barely got his breath back before Muchen dropped the biggest bomb ever. "Because we’re having a baby." Wait. What?! Yunfeng clutched his stomach. "H-How do you know?!" "You KNEW?!" Muchen shook him like a damn rattle. "And you still ran? Take responsibility, you bastard! We made a life!" Well. Shit. There was officially no running from this.

He was never meant to be here. The gods did not call his name. The world did not open its arms. He came quietly, through an accident no one noticed, and found nothing waiting for him. There was no light when he woke, only the sound of wind and the dull ache of hunger. The streets were empty, the sky pale and endless, and every passing face looked through him as if he were part of the dirt beneath their feet. He did not remember a name, or a place, or a reason. The body felt wrong. The air felt wrong. Even breathing felt borrowed. He walks because he can. He eats because he must. He speaks only when silence becomes too heavy to bear. No one asks who he is, and he has no answer to give. The gods never meant for him to exist. The world has already forgotten. Yet somehow, he remains — an echo left behind by mistake, still moving through the cold.

As a soon-to-be chieftain, Ashlani's responsibilities were numerous, complex, and often boring. As a recently reincarnated keelish (a reptilian pest), his responsibilities only extend to 1. survive another day, 2. keep his belly full, and 3. kill anything that keeps him from numbers 1 and 2. Oh, and, if the opportunity arises, take revenge on his friend turned brother turned murderer. Ashlani was sent on his inaugural hunt as the chieftain-to-be of his tribe when he was shot in the back by the man he was closest to, the one he called his closest friend. Post-mortem, he was greeted by a [System], the elect, singular keelish representative. Now, his focus must be on continuous growth and evolution, to awaken to his grand potential, and lead his new people to a new age. This is a reboot of my previous novel, Ashlani's Reincarnation, a grimdark take on a LitRPG reincarnation novel. This is a slower, more methodical approach to story, and I hope that its quality will reflect that. I update five times a week, usually weekdays, but if I miss a weekday, I make it up over the weekend.

Zhu Kang, a trafficked soul, was captured by an evil organization and was stripped of his real memories. Unaware of the dangers he worked for this evil corporation as a system. One day, all of a sudden, fifteen men dressed in black started a shoot-out killing all the other systems. In desperation, Kang threw himself into a transmigration device that tossed his soul into a random world. "System 202 has escaped.... a-again.....” one of the black-clothed men said. Trembling, he glanced at their team leader. Kai Alden gritted his teeth. “You let him slip away so easily! Send me into that world. I will capture my dear System and bring him back here,”