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Genshin Impact; Reincarnated As Aether With Infinite Potential

A 20 year old college student who is a HUGE tensura "That time i got reincanrated as a slime" fan, but also a huge fan of the world of genshin impact (created by HOYOverse), was going about his day as normal as usually, attending classes, finishing assesments and so on, and so fourth. But as he continues his life, learning that the new update of genshin impact story quest being in Nord Krai was coming out that he wanted to download the story on his PC, he becomes to hasty in a rush, running towards his dormitory, not noticing his surrounding, causing him to accidentally be killed by Truck-kun on his way to his dorm room and meets a ROB (Random Omnipotent Being). To make amends for wrongful death, ROB grants him 5 wishes for his reincarnation into his next life. The man chooses to be reborn in the world of Genshin Impact as the Traveller Aether only difference is that, he is granted a better guide then Paimon being Tensura/powers, Like "Great Sage" as well as being granted a higher form of elemental manipulation from around the anime multiverse. Come read and watch how he changes the story entirely with his new found power in his journey of exploring genshin impact world whilst making alies, facing foes and possibly find love from his favourite characters in his previous life. --Copyright Disclaimer-- That Time I Got Reincarnated as a Slime ( Tensei Shitara Slime Datta Ken ) is the creation of Fuse, with illustrations by Mitz Vah. It is published by Micro Magazine with an English translation by Yen Press. This story is a work of fan-fiction. The author of this fan-fiction does not claim any ownership over the original world, characters, or concepts from the canonical Tensura light novels and manga. This is a transformative work written for entertainment and love of the series, not for commercial gain.
Nightshade_12 · 70.5k Views

Claimed by the vampire prince

Content Warning: Contains mature themes that may be unsuitable for underaged readers. Excerpt Ragnar finally looked up. His eyes roamed her face, then dropped lower and lingered just a second too long. “Careful, princess. Keep taunting me like that and I’ll start thinking you like our nightly sparring.” “And if I did?” Her voice was soft now. Almost playful. “Would you stop pretending that you don't like it when I challenge you?” He rose from his seat slowly until he stood toe to toe with her. “Tell me something, Circe.” She tilted her chin up. “What?” “If I kissed you right now… Would you slap me, stab me, or kiss me back?” Her breath hitched. “That depends.” “On?” “How good the kiss is.” A pause. Something hummed between them, something neither of them dared name. Ragnar’s gaze dropped to her mouth. “Do you want me to find out?” She smiled, slow and wicked. “Make it worth the risk.” **** She was forced to marry the man who led the attack on her people. After her father is murdered, Circe is forced to leave her home and become a prisoner of the enemy. When she is taken to the enemy territory, she expects to be tortured physically in every way imaginable. But what she hadn't expected was for the vampire king to offer her up as a bride to his illegitimate son, the very same man that had her people slaughtered. It was a fate worse than torture. With her little brother's life on the line and with nowhere to run, Circe is forced to succumb to her fate. Right then she vowed in the name of her dead father to bring her husband to his knees. She would have her revenge, even if it meant destroying herself in the process. From the first time Prince Ragnar laid eyes on Circe, he knew she was going to be trouble. But trouble had never looked so intriguing. She was a puzzle he couldn't solve and that fact only drew him closer. Like a moth to a flame, she threatened to consume him. She would be his very own demise. Circe's presence in Lamora awoke something sinister, a malicious entity roaming the lands. From dusk till dawn, the streets of Lamora becomes engulfed in a strange fog and from within the voice of a woman can be heard. Anyone who wanders out at night when the fog comes, vanishes seemingly without a trace. Never to be found again. what happens when Circe's brother becomes a victim of this evil presence? What happens when Circe has no other choice but to team up with her husband, who she despises, in order to find the truth behind the disappearances and the evil magic plaguing their lands.
Blessing_Nwodo_16 · 598.1k Views

REBIRTH : Chasing The Limelight

Elara’s first life crashed hard. Cruel tricks ruined her name, broke her dreams, and turned the whole entertainment world against her. Friends betrayed her. Lovers sold her out. Everyone she trusted stabbed her in the back. The pain piled up until she felt trapped with no way out. One night, she couldn’t take it anymore. She walked to a river and ended it all in the cold, quiet water. Later, proof came out. Messages. Recordings. Everything showed she had been framed. People posted apologies online. But it was too late. She was already gone. The universe, though, clearly has a twisted sense of humor. Because somehow, Elara came back. She woke up in her own past, every awful memory still sharp in her head. Right then she made a promise she would never break: protect her grandfather no matter what, and never let anyone push her to that dark place again. This time she steps into the entertainment world with her head high. She trains harder, sings better, fights smarter. The same people who once crushed her? Now they get to feel the pressure. Love? Not happening. Her heart is locked tight. But why is it that as she rises and shines brighter, handsome, powerful men start circling her—guys who never even glanced at her in her previous life. The actor smiled at her during a press interview, leaned closer, and said softly, “We should have dinner sometime.” The footballer sent flowers so big they blocked her room door. The surgeon she met at a charity event checked her pulse and then forgot to let go of her wrist. The singer she collaborated with kept calling her name during rehearsals, as if the mic could not hear him well enough. Elara stared at the ceiling one night and sighed. She only wanted to sing. Why did everyone look like they wanted to adopt her, date her, or both? But the worst one came after a concert. The lights had just gone off. Her ears were still ringing. Sweat clung to her neck. She had barely stepped backstage when a shadow blocked her path. She looked up. The CEO of the greatest company in Aurelia stood there. The same man who once said her voice was “not worth investing in.” The same man who had made her life a living hell. Now he held her wrist gently, but firmly. “Let’s talk,” he said. Elara blinked. “About… sponsorship?” “No,” he replied calmly. “About marriage.” Her brain froze. “…What?” “I will give you everything,” he continued, as if asking for a glass of water. “Resources. Protection. Freedom to sing. Become my wife.” Elara stared at him, her mouth open, her thoughts running in circles. This was not how it was supposed to be. Why was the world now skipping steps? NB: This story is set in a fictional world. Aurelia is a country. Solmere, Veston, and Starfall City are the three capital cities of Aurelia. Other cities, such as Lorien and Crelou, are smaller cities. * * * * * Contains few queer characters, messy relationships, slow-burn romance, and some dark themes.
SwiftAngel_SDDS · 232.8k Views

Strongest Rebirth: My Yandere Goddesses Broke The World For Me

Rule number one of transmigration: Never let your overly attached girlfriends handle your resurrection. Five centuries ago, Emperor Zen Arclight tried to sacrifice his life to save the realm. But his five lovers had a different plan. They interfered with the ritual, shattered his soul to keep his essence alive, and accidentally ascended into immortal, grief-crazed Goddesses. They’ve spent the last 500 years building a hyper-advanced magi-tech dystopia while waiting for his return. Now, Zen has finally woken up, but not as a conqueror. He’s stuck in the body of a "Low F-Rank" academy loser with a shattered mana core, an empty bank account, but with a [Probability System] that helps him calculate his chances of survival. To fix his core and reclaim his power, Zen has to pull off the ultimate heist against the five most dangerous women in existence. By night, he is the anonymous streamer, Ghost Scrapper, broadcasting his dungeon runs to an audience that challenges and reward him, using his ancient knowledge and Probability System. By day, he plays the pathetic weakling, desperately hiding his true identity while plotting to steal his soul fragments back from their divine vaults without triggering their 500-year-old obsession. Because if these yandere goddesses connect the dots between the fragile student, the trending streamer, and their dead Emperor, they won’t just "protect" him. They will drag him into a golden cage, throw away the key, and ensure he never leaves them again. [SYSTEM WARNING: 'THE SPYMASTER' HAS GIFTED YOU 1,000,000 MANA CREDITS.] [ATTACHED MESSAGE: "You fight just like him. I am coming to find you."] Clearing the world's deadliest dungeons is child's play. Surviving his yandere lovers? That's going to require the performance of a lifetime.
Hollow_Void · 79.8k Views

Fate/Grand Order: Prologue – Radiant Star of the Human Order

The soul has perished, leaving behind only emptiness. Yet in its final cry of anguish, it stirs the one who dwells beyond the hollow world: the Omniscient Observer. By the will of this Observer, a nameless spirit is granted a new destiny — to be reborn as a Servant, cast into a crimson Singularity where humanity’s future has been stolen. A mythic-scale crime upon human history itself: the Incineration of the Human Order. The vessel bestowed upon it is none other than the Hero King, Gilgamesh — the Golden Monarch who severed ties with the gods and began the age of mankind. Arrogant and merciless, he judges all from his resplendent throne. And yet within this golden vessel dwells a forgotten soul, stripped even of its name. What upheaval shall this curious hero bring to the journey across human history? The White Beast watches in silence, ever observing its progress. The King’s laughter echoes across the Singularity. Behold the most luxurious restoration of Human Order in history, funded by boundless wealth and lasting for six entire months. “What? Chaldea is a black company powered by nothing but energy drinks? Fools! I shall renovate and rebuild it myself!” Through the Hero King's unending generosity, Chaldea undergoes a glorious transformation. Private rooms, pristine living quarters, an infinite power engine. An ever-turning, immortal paradise — Chaldea, reborn. And ever-present are the true treasures: the readers who continue to witness and support this tale. Over ten thousand strong, they remain unwavering, unmatched, and unshakably true. Here stands a Gilgamesh the world has never seen before. A saga woven by a pure soul and a delighted vessel — the Epic of Gilgamesh begins anew. The King’s journey is far from over. May this tale add a new brilliance to your own. I entrust it to you. ------------------------- If you’d like to support my work, check out my: patreon.com/Greyhounds
Greyhounds · 1m Views