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A boy’s dream
He dreams grandly but fall short He lives as he sees the present. A present dominated by hedonism whereby his will is dominated by pleasure seeking. He knows the steps he should take to reduce the impact of his mistakes. He doesn’t follow them. He looks at those mature enough. Those one level above him. Being dedicate and planning the future. He looks around seeing simple thing that other people’s do and envy their effort knowing fully well that he would not repeat them. Downcast he is. He is but a speck dust in the universe. His vision blurs and hearing deafens, trapped partly in another world unable to fully manipulate his present. He dreams He has ambitions Doesn’t know how to act upon his ambition Doesn’t want to act unless he knows fully that an action will be benefit him. Because why not, it may be a complete waste of time. But he is a waste of time. What is he. Who is he -
DanMachi: Dark Aria
"The past never dies, no matter how much one tries to forget it. Despite one's best efforts to move forward, sometimes the weight of the decisions one was forced to make becomes too much for them to bear, haunting their every waking moment and casting a dark shadow over their lives." This is the reality that Ken had learned to cope with. Raised as someone following the way of the sword in both nature and skill, this young man was groomed to be the judge, jury and executioner for the enemies of his nation. As the years passed, his hands became more and more covered in blood. "How cruel it is to send a child to war and expect him not to be scarred." The time when his own blood began pouring down the charred battlefields, his mind and body continued to crack like a heart made out of glass. However, not every finish line is an end to everything--sometimes when one door closes, another door opens up. -
He was dropped into a different world
The main character involved in the summoning of the hero is taken to some other world due to a summoning failure. Another world? Magic? Not sure about it. Even though various companions are increasing, there is no one to talk to... He even made small companions, but, huh? The strongest? He can now talk to his companions, but for some reason, problems keep arising one after another! The story of Shou who protects his companions with all his might The text provided above is a translation into English of an excerpt from a literary work originally in Japanese. I do not own the original content nor do I claim any rights to the story or characters described in the text. The translation was made to assist the user in understanding the message. All copyrights and intellectual property rights belong to their respective owners. If there are any copyright concerns, please feel free to contact me to address any specific issues. -
Work for it
Sawamura Eijun is Not Thinking about his past life. He is Not Thinking about how much he hates books, and how much of that is because he was forced to study, study, study, until his brain melted from his ears. Sawamura Eijun is Not Thinking about it, right up until he gets scouted by a famous school for his baseball skills that he literally didn't give a second thought about. Then he starts to actually not think about it, because damn, this life really is amazing. -
You Were Made For Me
The bulk of the story takes place in 1880s London. A one shot inspired by the night William was turned, with a few twists of course. "You were made for me, William. You're my destiny, our souls are intertwined. You must feel the same. Please, tell me you do." Grim Reaper AU. (Disclaimer! I do not own the Buffy The Vampire Slayer: Movie, Tv Show, Comic Books, or Characters!) -
F YOU IN PARTICULAR
some guy died and met a god, the god is an asshole, he reincarnated as a low-class demon in dragon ball, "so... I just need to find dragon balls to become omnipotent right?" if only it was that easy... WARNING: I WILL drop this, also added a shit ton of stuff on top of the cannon stuff -
Reincarnated in the World of Dragon Ball as a Human
Is being a saiyan the only way to survive in the universe of DragonBall? Many people from Earth believed so, but an otaku with that luckily got reincarnated in Dragonball after dying. Not willing to entrust this new life to Son Goku and his friends, he is willing to go to any depth to become strong. Disclaimer: I don't own Dragonball and its franchises. -
In Minecraft or...?
In the hushed corners of contemplation, a voice resonated, pondering the unfolding day to shake off the looming threat of monotony. However, these introspective musings tiptoed on the paradox of time, sidestepping the elusive "Sense" that could define past, present, or future. As the voice's possessor plunged into profound thought, or at least pretended to, a glint sparked in eyes defying conventional description – eyes of nothingness, perhaps. "Interesting. Someone who could truly perceive and grapple with the concept of my existence," the voice quipped, its prior contemplation replaced by a smirk. This entity, an amalgamation of extreme allure and repulsiveness, defied comprehension with its indescribable nature. Laughter erupted, echoing with amusement as if the being had been birthed by an external force, unveiling access to an unimaginable world. A world made conceivable by the individual attempting to grasp the essence of the being from the inception of this peculiar synopsi... ... "HA HA HA HA HA HA... You indeed are a fascinating individual. HA HA HA HA HA..." reverberated through the metaphysical space. Now, it was the being's turn. "It's my turn now," the being declared with a smirk, weaving a narrative that unveiled the author's predicament – a narrative of the fanfiction "In Minecraft or...?" "As the words automatically started to appear in the Synopsis of the Fanfiction," the being described, the author, witnessing the unfolding chaos, futilely attempted to close the Webnovel application. The being, noting the non-reactive author, decided it was time for a conversation. "UHUM UHUM Throat clearing sounds," the being interjected, "I said or at least typed to have a conversation with you, and also could you please dry your sweat-covered forehead?" The being's words hung in the digital air. "I apologize if I have offended 'Your Highness' in any way or by anything inappropriate I might... I mean I have typed or done," the author humbled themselves in front of the Greater Being. "Hoo, 'The Greater Being' a good name you got there for me to take, you may from now on use 'TGB' to mention me," the being responded, acknowledging the shock on the author's face as thoughts were transcribed. "What may this humble servant be of use to 'Your Highness' TGB? Please order, and it shall be done," the author, known to all his readers as DemoloRD, expressed, interjecting an awkward laugh about the inadvertent recording of their thoughts. "Well, you don't have to worry about that, as I won't order you to unalive yourself, and you could also stop talking/typing in sub servitude to me. You can just be yourself, so talk/type the way you normally do. And also, I have made it that your thoughts wouldn't be written until you want your thoughts to be written," TGB assured, breaking the chains of imposed etiquette. "Well, thanks for that. So, what can I do for ya?" Author queried, sensing a release of burden. "Well, as you can see/feel? that I was getting bored and didn't have anything to do, you caught my attention, and after seeing your IRL situation, I thought of something entertaining," TGB explained with a smirk. "Don't tell me you're thinking what I'm thinking, yet you're thinking totally opposite of my thinking," Author chuckled, attempting to decipher the enigmatic being's intentions. "Yup, and since you were already thinking of writing this fanfiction, why not make it almost realistic," TGB suggested with an amusing and evil smirk, setting the stage for Author's unique adventure in the world of Minecraft. And so, with a triumphant TAH TA DAH by the enigmatic TGB, the curtain rose on DemoloRD's journey, promising both fortune and misfortune, and the audience waited eagerly to witness how this unwitting author would entertain them all in the intricate realm of Minecraft. -
I'll Be The Best Singer
[I tend to abandon my novels after a few chapters but I'll try not to abandon this one] Ryan Denomias was a somewhat successful singer, sadly he died in a plane accident with his dearly beloved parents before he could really be a huge singer. Ryan then reincarnated in the body of a Ezekiel Freglon. Follow him on his path to become the greatest singer. [Shitty ass intro, but yea, Mc reincarnated with a system and has an aim to be the best singer ever, starts from childhood but I'll probably do a couple time skips so we can get this going] [Not my first time making a fanfic, but it Is my first time making it about singing, important note, he will dab into acting js for funs, and to get some love interests.]
