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In a world ruled by strength and chaos, a soul from modern Earth awakens in the frail body of a seven-year-old Sakazuki. Orphaned by pirates and left with nothing but a burning hatred, he refuses to remain weak. With knowledge from his past life and the power of the Magma Magma Fruit, he begins his ruthless ascent through the ranks of the Marines. But justice is not so simple. Corruption festers within the very institution meant to uphold order, and the line between protector and tyrant blurs with every battle. Undeterred, Sakazuki will forge his own path—one paved with fire and blood. From a vengeful child to the most feared force in the Marines, witness the rise of a man who will set the seas ablaze and redefine what it means to bring order to a chaotic world. 100 Power Stones = 1 Bonus Chapter ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• ● I do not own anything related to One Peice, this is purely a fanfiction. There will not be any system or special perks for the MC, he will rely entirely on himself. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• To read 26+ advance chapters and support me, visit my p@treon at - P@atreon/SilverShark769

Los Angeles, 2085. The world’s run by Command—a militarized authority that regulates the powered, the Armed, and promises safety from parasite-taken monsters called Disfigures. When a Breach erupts during a protest, Command blames civilians, triggers mass arrests, and turns “wrong place, wrong time” into life sentences. Seventeen-year-old Jaden Banks wants one thing: stay out the way. He’s a low-grade telekinetic with tired eyes and no interest in being a hero. Command doesn’t care. Swept into the Containment Intake Center, collared, injected, and stripped into white inmate gear, Jaden becomes a Choker—a prisoner deployed on the front lines in Collared Response Squads. Breaches don’t stop. The city doesn’t pause. Inside the system, people break into Certified CRS lapdogs… or become Leashed. Outside, Disfigures grow smarter, waves hit harder, and something behind the outbreaks starts to feel organized. The strongest fighters alive still can’t challenge the Disfigured King alone—because his ability, King’s Turn, adapts to anything that doesn’t erase him in one shot. Jaden learns fast. Too fast. As his power sharpens and his body hardens in custody, his calm stops being restraint and becomes a threat. Between school cadets chasing rank, Command officers enforcing quotas, and inmates fighting to stay human, the story fractures into multiple POVs—each one watching the same machine grind people down. Then Jaden decides the machine deserves to bleed back. And when the Chokers finally revolt, the question isn’t whether Command can stop them. It’s how many districts will burn before anyone can.

Every kiss triggers a system. Every trait has a price. When an ordinary man discovers that intimacy has become a progression mechanic, he's forced into a world where affection is weaponized and consent is currency. Each kiss can grant him supernatural traits—but the system evaluates intent, punishes manipulation, and never forgets.

Alex died at forty-five in 2026. Pancreatic cancer. Quantum engineer. Last thought: unsolved equations. He wakes in Manchester, December 1999. Sixteen years old. Dying of "organ failure." The mirror blinks half a second late. His sister Elena looks at him and says: "You're not the Alex I buried. He died in '94." Welcome to the beta timeline. Dial-up internet. Nokia 5110s. And a god nailed to the earth's core since the Industrial Revolution, bleeding magic that turns mages into stone statues. The Cartel wants to crystallize Elena into a battery. Their architect? Alex's father—a disgraced engineer who implanted a fragment of the divine in Alex's heart when he was five, turning him into a walking ground wire. Alex isn't the Chosen One. He's a dead man with a soldering iron and Ohm's Law. While mages pay in blood, he pays in calculation. Twenty-seven days until Y2K. The Cartel will use the Millennium Dome to DDoS a deity and harvest its agony. Alex will stop them using circuit boards, distributed pain networks, and a modified Game Boy. Hard sci-fi. Dark as rust. No harem, no system, no mercy. The god is screaming. Time to operate.

Who would have thought that your life could change just because you give a bad rating to a game? Kalandra just wanted to vent his frustration because of the disappointing ending of the game he played. He left scathing reviews and ratings, then intended to forget everything. However, fate says otherwise. When he opened his eyes, he was already in the body of Lucian Healric, aka Navien, the antagonist who died at the end of the main story game he played earlier. The Problem? He doesn't know any of the intricacies of this character other than the fact that Navien is the antagonist of the game. Now he has to survive in the game he plays and find a way to avoid a terrible ending by trying to avoid the main story, especially the protagonist! Cover credit : kattleya Under Revision!!

Ren, a 34-year-old quantitative analyst from Earth, dies at his desk and transmigrates into the body of a 14-year-old crippled beggar in the fantasy world of Cloudcradle City. He has no cultivation, no resources, and only days to live. But he carries the Celestial Ledger-a system that reveals the value, debts, and secrets of anyone he assesses-at the cost of his own life force.

He read the story once. Gave it three stars. Never thought about it again. Then he woke up inside it. Wrong body. Wrong role. No fate threads, no heavenly backing, no place in the script. Just a world that was written to end — and a man who already knows how. The question was never whether he could survive. It's whether he can change the ending before anyone notices he's rewriting it.

A soul is reborn into the Zenin Clan of the Jujutsu Kaisen world, named Mukuro. Branded as useless under the influence of Heavenly Restriction and cursed fate, he is cast aside together with his elder brother, Toji, as so-called “failures” of the family. But is that truly the case? Naraka, Preta, Animal, Asura, Human and the Deva path—with the eyes of Six Paths of Reincarnation, Mukuro will rise to become the strongest. 100 Powerstones = 1 Extra Chapter. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• To read 26+ advance chapters and support me, visit my p@treon at - P@atreon/SilverShark769

They will betray you, the seven sects will do this, and you cannot kill the celestial demon." This was the warning from a mysterious traveler from the future to Noah Rafflesia. Before departing, the traveler handed Noah vital memories of a dark future. Now, Noah must uncover the meaning of these words and resist the "sweet flowers" that promise to deceive him.

The rise of Maratha Empire in India

[Also Known as: Honkai Unofficial History: The Valkyries Are Breaking Down?!] The white camellia, scientifically known as "Camellia japonica alba", is a flower native to East Asia, where it grows in temperate forests and shaded gardens. First cultivated over a thousand years ago in China and Japan, it became a symbol of purity and admiration, celebrated in art, poetry, and tradition. Often gifted to honor someone beloved, the white camellia's pristine petals are revered for their flawless beauty. Despite its elegance, the flower is notoriously delicate. Sensitive to harsh conditions, its petals bruise easily, and it wilts quickly when removed from its stem. Beneath its perfect bloom lies a quiet fragility, a silent reminder that beauty and purity often come at the cost of resilience. ... ??? what? Doujinshi artist Li Wu transmigrated into the Honkai world, but the plot seemed a little off. "System, why doesn't this plot match the game's storyline?" [Rest assured, our history is absolutely canon. It has nothing to do with unofficial lore.] "Then let me ask you, what's Kiana's character setting?" [Aloof, misanthropic, a loner, and totally indifferent!] "And Raiden Mei?" [A terrible personality. She loves being manipulated, scolded, and verbally abused!] "Bullshit! I drew this dark and edgy doujinshi myself, don't you think I'd know?!" "System, I really like the 'Return by Death' ability you gave me. But this setting where I *also* regress if the heroines die? I'm not a fan." ... As time passed and the plot unfolded, the Valkyries' personalities broke down even further. Raiden Mei kneeled on the ground, gripping his and Kiana's hands, saying things like, "We have to form a Valkyrie squad for the rest of our lives," and "I'll do anything." Fu Hua, without another word, shoved a half-eaten chocolate Pocky stick and a cigarette at him, saying, "A little bro should listen to his big sis. Do it right, and you'll get a reward." "Are there any normal people left?! Why is everyone completely OOC?!" [Isn't Elysia still around?] "She's the most twisted one of all!"

"I had once rejoiced; gradually, I became unmoved by the world. Now, only the monolith remains." In his first life, Kyros Vancroft was a Monarch who mastered the elements, only to lose everything to the 'Righteous' Celestials. Before the golden blade could sever his head, he initiated the forbidden Chrono-Covenant of the Void. The price was absolute: his emotions. His heart didn't break; it became a monolith—cold and immovable. Now awakened in his ten-year-old body with five centuries of forbidden knowledge, Kyros views life as a grand calculation. No plot armor. No mercy. Only the cold, hard efficiency of a man who has already seen the end and is willing to rewrite the laws of Heaven to change it.

“Why don’t wizards just shoot each other with guns?” many people on Earth wonder. When Reynard died on Earth and was reborn in a world of magic, he became nobody. He had no parents, no system, no special bloodline, and a magical aptitude that only let him advance in magic by consuming expensive materials. Materials that he could never afford! So instead, he crafted a gun. Oh, you want to cast a spell? Then I cast bullet! From the most hopeless student, Reynard turned into a feared magus. But his path to riches and power was still full of peril! “Ah… why can’t I just stop pissing off wrong people and seducing wrong girls?”

An ordinary guy. An ordinary life. After being transmigrated, nothing significant changed in MY life. Except that the routine changed to day to day school life. Going to lectures, tour the fantastical marvels of St. Silvia and read books in my free time. That is how things started at first, but fantasy requires action, suspense, and if not handled properly, death. After being baptized with the ever growing nightmares seemingly crawling out of any of the the first hell holes his eyes land on, I decided to go on a little trip and meet one of the only mysteries my curiousity always thirsted for, this time I may just be able to reach... And then I went to a long regression journey, truly a very long and eventful one. What you can expect— An Mc that's more of a chaotic neutral in archetype. The true normal dude that gets reincarnated into a batshit insane fantasy world. So while still normal, the dissonance of fantasy and real life elements fked him over in mind, and so there you go. While he still fears death(before regression), it's a healthy amount, and the fact that he found himself in dangerous situations which were otherwise avoidable makes him a risk taker. Why? Because of curiosity. And an itch to know more. This guy doesn't care about the world's end, nor has a sense of duty to protect it. Grind his brain on new ways to clear events or find for the perfect route with no deaths? If you do find him doing such things in here, then I guess the insanity arc has started, but before that he is just going to poke his finger in all the things he possibly can. As for romance or harem or any other question that you might have regarding inter personal relationship or 'courtships'. I only have one word— "Maybe!" There might be a route where MC looks for love just for the heck of it, haven't you ever dreamt of falling in love? Well that's all I have to answer for the surface level questions. As for the type of Regression, there will be no "I have regressed for over an uncountable number of times" plot fart. It's a one cycle after another slow burn, that gradually builds up the world. But beware the MC will not spoonfeed you all the information, just occasional mechanics of powers which may or may not relate with MC on a personal level or when he is fanboying over the other main characters I'll try to keep an update of 2 chapters daily just to get into the flow. It may slow down or rise up depending on your support ❤️ Shower me with Power stones for the first week at the very least.

Debt System: The Interest Collector In Greyhaven City, survival is simple: You either own the debt… Or the debt owns you. Ethan Vale was never meant to win. A university student crushed by corporate lawsuits. A missing father who exposed the wrong company. A financial system engineered to keep people obedient. Helix Dynamics didn’t threaten him. They calculated him. And he was statistically insignificant. Until the night his laptop powered on by itself. > [Debt System Activated] Borrow power. Repay through impact. Failure to repay will result in Asset Reclamation. This isn’t a blessing. It’s a contract. Borrow strength for ten minutes. Borrow genius-level cognition for one hour. Borrow predictive foresight for thirty seconds. But nothing is permanent. Every borrowed advantage accumulates interest. And repayment doesn’t require money. It requires disruption. Expose a politician. Trigger a corporate scandal. Manipulate gang hierarchies. Destabilize markets. The more controlled chaos he creates, the more the system rewards him. The city becomes a chessboard. People become variables. Institutions become leverage. Most would use this power to fight. Ethan uses it to calculate. He tracks the system’s patterns. Documents its reward algorithms. Tests its limits. Searches for inconsistencies. Because he realizes something terrifying— The system profits from instability. And it isn’t the only one operating in Greyhaven. Other users exist. Some reckless. Some violent. Some loyal to the system itself. While corporations weaponize data and underground syndicates control the streets, Ethan begins climbing quietly through financial networks, political alliances, and information warfare. He doesn’t want to rule the city. He wants to own the mechanism behind it. Because if the system feeds on chaos— Then someone must regulate the chaos. And if every power must be repaid— Then one day… The system will present its final bill. When that day comes, Ethan Vale won’t be a borrower. He’ll be the interest collector.

The Star Dimension had merged with the real world. Beasts capable of wiping out cities with a single glance had begun invading Earth. After transmigrating, Lukas awakens an ordinary talent with extraordinary potential: a symbiotic skeleton with the ability to evolve endlessly. He is soon transported to the Star Dimension to begin his journey, a place with a sky-high mortality rate. Filled with regret over wasting his potential in his previous life, Lukas now has only one goal: Rise to the top and become the strongest awakener the world has ever seen. This is the story of the strongest awakener rising to the top with the weakest talent. [Ding! Your Skeleton absorbed the chest bone of an Epic-Grade Fire Phoenix.] [Ding! You have learned the innate skill of the Fire Phoenix: Wings of Nirvana.]

[FANTASY, RPG ELEMENTS, ACTION, ADVENTURE, COLD ML, STOIC ML, OP ML, ANTI-HERO, NO HAREM, WAR] Dante had lost count of how many worlds he’d been yeeted into. Chosen by the gods alongside a bunch of overpowered protagonists, he was snatched from his original world and forced to help save countless realms. But while the so-called "main characters" basked in glory, he was stuck in the background like an unpaid intern. As a Fusion Master, Dante’s job wasn’t to swing swords or hurl fireballs—no, he was the guy who crafted the legendary weapons, combined rare artifacts, and made sure the real heroes had all the shiny loot to look cool while saving the day. And what did he get for his tireless work? A pat on the back? Nope. A share of the rewards? Ha! Not even a participation trophy. World after world. War after war. Zero recognition. And finally, Dante decided: screw this. When he got transmigrated yet again, he took one look at the new demon-infested world and said, "Nope. Not my problem." This time, he wasn’t making swords. He wasn’t upgrading armor. He was going to live the dream. He was going to start . . . a farm! He was a farmer’s son and finished culinary school in his original world. Why risk life and limb fighting demons when he could be fusing super potatoes and legendary eggplants instead? Let the heroes save the world—he’d be over here, growing crops, living stress-free, and eat delicious food.

Neji, your death was way too tragic! While the dead-last loser has already gotten promoted, landed a CEO position, married your cousin, and climbed to the very peak of life… you’re lying quietly in your grave. Out of everyone your age, you’re the only one who died. That’s just unfair!

Just One Puff is a neon-fantasy adventure about chasing freedom in a world that runs on crowns, coins, and clouds of smoke. Oscar, a streetwise dark elf with a dream of making his name in the green trade, wants nothing more than to sell good weed, smoke in peace, and drift from city to city collecting stories and scars like souvenirs. His plans go sideways the night he crosses paths with Stephanie, a runaway princess desperate to escape a gilded cage and a future written by royal ink. Together, they tumble into a glowing underworld of black markets, turf laws, rival syndicates, and kingdoms that don’t like their rules being broken. Between late-night blunts, close calls, and unexpected bonds, their journey becomes more than a hustle or a getaway—it becomes a search for what freedom really means, because in their world, sometimes just one puff can change everything.