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Practical: Teaching Hikigaya's Ability First Classroom

A story about Hikigaya Hachiman, who is forced by his parents to enroll in Koudo Ikusei Senior High School. What kind of path will his life take when he can no longer meet his beloved younger sister? {Ichinose:} “Hikigaya, I like you.” {Himeno}: “just a Hikigaya.” {Kamuro}: “Sakayanagi, are you telling me to steal someone else’s boyfriend?!” {Arisu}: “You are a true genius.” {Hachiman}: "Why did I suddenly become popular with girls? {I would like to share and recommend an exceptional fanfiction work to a wider audience. Below is my official statement regarding this presentation:} I am sharing this because I personally admire and deeply enjoy the work of the author, 夜独 (Ye Du). My goal is to introduce this high-quality story to readers outside of China, so that fans worldwide can appreciate it. I want to state clearly that I do not take any credit or merit for this work whatsoever. ​No Intention of Plagiarism: If the original author happens to see this, please do not misunderstand my actions as an attempt to plagiarize or impersonate you. Full Credit to the Author: All intellectual property rights, creativity, and credits belong entirely to 夜独 (Ye Du). Message to the Author (夜独) ​If you, the author, feel uncomfortable or dissatisfied with my actions in sharing your work, please contact me and let me know immediately. ​From the beginning, I did not know how to contact you directly, which is why I proceeded without prior permission. If you wish for me to remove this content or have any other requests, I am more than willing to comply with your wishes immediately. ​Original Work: 实教:比企谷的实力至上教室! Author: 夜独 (Ye Du) Original Platform: Feilu Novel (飞卢小说网)
Dai_press · 1.1m Views

Fate: I Just Want to Die and Sit on the Throne of Heroes

I crossed into the world of Type Moon and, for some reason, the Root itself recognized me. As long as I die an abnormal death, I can ascend to the Throne of Heroes and become its lord, an existence stronger and freer than even the Seven Grand Servants. So, in order to die, I started acting like a complete fool across the Nasuverse. I cursed Gilgamesh to his face in Uruk, challenged almighty Zeus in Greece, openly kidnapped Skadi in Northern Europe, proclaimed in Israel that Solomon was a demon god instead of a holy king, and even stood at Morgan’s side in Britain. Yet for some reason I am still alive. By 1994, Fuyuki City, history has given me a ridiculous list of titles: the third friend of the Most Ancient King, the first prime minister of Mesopotamia, the man favored by the Greek gods, the king of giants in Northern Europe, the incarnation of God who awakened Solomon’s humanity in Israel, the miracle worker supported by Prince Camelot. On top of the Fuyuki Bridge, a young yet world weary Lovi sits on the railing, staring at the city lights and sighing. “Tell me, what exactly went wrong? Or you could just kill me here and let me finally ascend to the Throne of Heroes. Please.” Kiritsugu Emiya lights a cigarette, glances at Artoria holding the Holy Spear, at the treasury of the King unfolding beside Gilgamesh, at the crimson spear tip reaching out from the distant Kingdom of Shadows. The cigarette in his hand trembles slightly.
FanficLord03 · 1m Views

Arcane Weapon Online

Malachi was a gamer who spent most of his time in front of his computer. He enjoyed all kinds of games—adventure quests, role-playing journeys, strategy battles, simulations, fantasy worlds, and action-packed realms filled with magic and mystery. When he participated in a company’s beta version of a new game from ArcanePixel, a studio known for producing massive worldwide games, he didn’t hesitate. The offer alone was too good to ignore, especially since it promised cash rewards for every participant. During the briefing, the company explained that this wasn’t just an ordinary game. They were testing something revolutionary before its global release. Instead of using a controller, console, or computer, players would wear a special VR headset that connected directly to their minds. Their consciousness would enter the game world, allowing them to experience everything as vividly as real life. But there was a warning. Once inside, players wouldn’t be able to leave until the final boss was defeated or until the game officially ended. Until that moment, their bodies would remain asleep in the real world while their minds stayed inside the game. Malachi wasn’t the only one who accepted the offer. Hundreds of gamers also participated. Each player received an Arcane Weapon, a unique weapon forged from the material essence of magical creatures. To grow stronger, they would need to complete quests, slay monsters and bosses, and prepare themselves for the ultimate challenge. The game was also filled with special events designed to push Malachi and others to their limits. Duels, party battles, trials, guild wars, and more tested their skills, teamwork, and survival instincts. Only the strongest would rise above the rest. Players who defeated the most bosses and earned the highest achievements would claim the greatest rewards.
Druid213 · 11.4k Views

Hogwarts : I Have the Holy Father System

NOTE :-This is translation of a Chinese fanfiction Transmigrating into Harry Potter should’ve been a dream come true… Except Darren became Harry’s twin brother, a background extra fated to die off-screen. Just when he was planning to lie low for seven peaceful years, a voice rang out: > “Ding! The Holy Father System has been bound!” Now, every time he acts like a perfect saint, he gains Holy Points— and the rewards are absurd. Phoenix tears? Got them. The power of “Silence”? Sure. A dragon’s reverse scale? Why not. He only wanted to play nice. But somehow, the “kindest boy in Hogwarts” might end up the most terrifying being alive. --- --- Darren transmigrated into the world of Harry Potter — only to discover that he had become Harry’s twin brother. At first, he thought he could quietly survive seven uneventful years at Hogwarts… Until a mysterious voice echoed in his mind: > “Ding! The Holy Father System has been activated.” From then on, as long as Darren acted like a saintly do-gooder, he could earn Holy Father Points — which could then be exchanged for powerful items and abilities. > “Ding! Congratulations, you’ve obtained Phoenix’s Song.” “Ding! Congratulations, you’ve unlocked the Power of Silence.” “Ding! Congratulations, you’ve acquired the Azure Dragon’s Reverse Scale.” “Ding!...” Armed with divine blessings and an innocent smile, Darren set out to play the role of a kind, self-sacrificing, pure-hearted angel of Hogwarts. He only wanted to act. But somewhere along the way, as his “saintly” deeds piled up, Darren realized— > The road to godhood... might just be easier than he thought. ________________________ Check new harry potter fanfiction i ma translating Harry Potter’s Defence professor ( Glidory Lockhart is the protagonist, no system)(this is AU) Harry Potter’s Natural villain [ Draco] Draco Malfoy is the protagonist ( no system, no cheats) ________________________ NOTE :-This is translation of a Chinese fanfiction i have no claim over this fanfic or its characters Disclaimer Note: I am only translating this fanfiction. I do not own the original story, its characters, or any part of the Harry Potter franchise. or this fanfiction I am not making any profit from this translation; it is created solely for entertainment purposes.
One_For_None · 3.2m Views

Cultivation through desires

# Cultivation Through Desires ## Synopsis Marcus was a billionaire who had everything except what mattered. Money. Success. An empire built on code and logic. But no connection. No passion. No life beyond the screen. Then a black sphere tore through reality itself. One moment he stood on a luxury cruise near Dubai. The next he crashed onto an alien world where humans flew on swords and shattered mountains with their fists. Planet Tianxu. A world ruled by cultivation sects where power determined everything and the weak were crushed without mercy. Marcus should have died in the first week. Instead something ancient awakened within him. The Heavenly Kama Scripture. A sacred text from the God of Love and Kindness who once ruled the heavens before the cultivation sects erased his name from history. The ancient deity believed that true power came not from rejecting desire but from embracing it. From understanding the deepest yearnings of the heart and transforming them into unstoppable strength. Now Marcus carries this forbidden system. A cultivation path that grows stronger through connection. Through understanding. Through the very desires the orthodox sects consider weakness. But the cultivation world has rules written in blood. The sects that dominate Tianxu built their power on suppressing emotion and severing mortal attachments. They view the God of Love and Kindness as a heretic. His scripture as corruption. If they discover what Marcus carries they will hunt him to the ends of the world. Marcus must learn to survive in a realm where a single mistake means death. Where flying swordsmen patrol the skies and demonic beasts lurk in ancient forests. Where cultivators treat mortals like livestock and power is the only language anyone respects. He has no cultivation base. No allies. No understanding of the world's ruthless hierarchy. But he has something the cultivation world forgot. He understands desire. Ambition. The driving forces that make humans human. And in a world that demands you abandon your humanity to gain power Marcus will prove that the greatest strength comes from embracing what you are. The sects of Tianxu built their thrones on suppressing desire. Marcus will tear those thrones down by wielding it. --- **Genre:** Eastern Fantasy, Cultivation, System, Harem **Tags:** Transmigration, Weak to Strong, Cunning Protagonist, Ruthless Protagonist, Beautiful Female Lead, Ancient Gods, Forbidden Technique, Sect Politics,dual cultivation. **Warning:** This novel contains mature themes including violence and some lemons. Reader discretion advised. This is my first novel, and as such, it may contain errors in grammar, pacing, or storytelling. I will be gradually improving and refining the work as new chapters are released. Your patience and feedback are sincerely appreciated, as they help me grow as a writer. Thank you for giving this story a chance.
H_v_y · 11.3k Views