What are the main themes in 'A Handful of Earth from Home' Short Story?

After spending three hundred fruitless years in an Immortal World where might makes right and the people there are all assholes with a cultivation fetish, Hyoudou Issei finally manages to make his way back home to Earth. Unfortunately for him, the Earth that he once knew may not be so ordinary after all. This is a harem.

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Wei Guiyin was an otaku of bad endings. If she liked a novel, manga, or anime she would write a fanfiction in which she would mess up all the original plot until it became totally unrecognizable, but she still had a lot of fans/haters that read all her jobs even though they knew that their beloved characters would suffer untold obstacles only to die in a worse manner. One day Wei Guiyin woke up with a clear mind and ready to write another bad ending when out of nowhere a baseball broke her window and hit her on the head causing her death. When she woke up she was already bonded to a mysterious system that fell in love with her writing. Mysterious system: [Host, congratulations! Now you can mess as many worlds as you want with my help] Wei Guiyin: "...I am pretty sure I did not ask for it" ML: "Wife you can destroy as much as you want, but you cannot be away from my sight" Wei Guiyin: "AND I AM PRETTY SURE I DIDN'T ASK FOR A STICKY ML EITHER!"

A man from modern day America wakes up to find himself in Westeros, years before the show's start. As a fan (and to an extent, realist), how will he act according to the future he knows is coming? This is copy a paste..................... Original Author : JustHereForBookmarks(from archiveforourown) Original Fanfic : https://archiveofourown.org/works/20544503/chapters/48766385

An otaku dies while trying to save a girl, he finds himself reborn in a new world with a gift from his favorite anime. Disclaimer: I own nothing.

Now imagine my surprise when I woke up in the middle of nowhere, with no idea how I ended up in the middle of a forest. Now imagine how much more surprised I was to see that I had a crafting interface and an inventory. Now I would have had more fun joking about my misfortune right now, but I have to point out that it is I who am the recipient of the misfortune. Well, at least this situation couldn't get any worse than it already is. (If you couldn't guess by now, it got waaaay worse.) Welcome to the world of Terraria, where fighting hordes of zombies is as sure as the moon rising as the sun sets. At least zombies are the least of your worries in this world.