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Reincarnated As A Corpse to Eliminate the gods

The gods have watched over the mortal realm for eons, untouchable in their divine splendor. They have seen empires rise and fall, heroes come and go, challengers broken and forgotten. But they've never seen this. Reincarnated into a corpse in a world where gods reign supreme, a modern soul finds himself wielding powers that shouldn't exist. I died. That should have been the end. Instead, I woke up as Kaelen, a corpse left to rot. Pale skin, cold flesh and very much in a world that isn't mine. A world where gods are real, cultivation is power and death magic is the ultimate taboo. Great! Just great. But here's the thing about being dead: you don't have much left to lose. And when a shadow entity bonds to your stolen soul granting you dominion over the restless dead, you start getting ambitious. Armed with knowledge from my past life as Shen Yue and necromantic powers that shouldn't exist, I'm building something impossible, strength that makes even divine beings pause. The gods who rule this realm from their celestial thrones think I'm an anomaly. Something to observe from their heavenly seats and perhaps eliminate when convenient. They watch me with calculating eyes wondering what I'll do next. Let them watch. Let them wonder. Because while they're debating whether I'm a threat, I'm mastering powers they thought they'd sealed away millennia ago. I'm learning the one truth this world forgot: Gods bleed. They just need the right blade. In a realm where divine law is absolute, the gods thought death was their domain. They are about to learn it belongs to me. My name was Shen Yue. Now I'm Kaelen, the corpse who refused to stay dead. And I have one mission: Replacing their ego. I'm just getting started.
Sensei_Gorgon · 10.6k Views

One Piece: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, Raising Nami

Release schedule: At least 2 chapters per day - sometimes more, depending on the power stones received A modern soul is accidentally reborn into the One Piece world, gifted by a “mass-market system” with the legendary Rumble-Rumble Fruit — transforming him into the feared “Thunder God” Leno. But he seeks no throne, no war, no crown… only freedom. Starting in Cocoyasi Village, he raises Nami and Nojiko into fierce warriors, then gathers a dazzling crew of heroines — Kuina, Uta, Hancock, and more — each drawn to his charm, power, and unwavering devotion. Nami pouts, twirling his collar between her fingers: “Leno~… you said I’d be your only bride… so why’s my wedding ring still waiting while you collect more beauties?” Nojiko leans in with a sly smile, voice velvet-soft: “Darling… should I start setting extra plates at dinner… or extra pillows in your bed?” Kuina crosses her arms, eyes gleaming with challenge — and something warmer: “So you ‘tricked’ me onto your ship? Fine. But if I become the World’s Greatest Swordswoman… you owe me a kiss for every title I win.” Sailing aboard a luxurious vessel flying the Adventurer’s flag, Leno turns world-shaking chaos into the backdrop for laughter, love, and lightning. His mission? Simple — empower his girls, protect what matters, and live unchained… with thunder in his hands, and a sea of beauty utterly, playfully, passionately devoted to him. 50+ Chapters: patreon.com/Hard_Worker
hard_worker · 2m Views

The Anchor's Legacy

What if you knew the future, but couldn't tell anyone? Kael Yamamoto died at 24 with nothing but regret. Then he woke up in the body of Monkey D. Luffy—age six, with a shattered soul and the weight of a thousand futures pressing down on his chest. He is the Anchor, a living paradox caught between what was and what will be. A System in his mind offers power: Haki before its time, abilities from distant worlds, weapons forged from souls. But every secret he keeps—about his brothers, about the wars that should have been—fractures the timeline. The Butterfly Effect is quantified, and it never stops growing. In the only space where he can be honest—the Anchor's Guild, a Chat Group spanning worlds—he's built a family of kindred spirits. But trust is fragile. Appetites grow hungry. Ambitions turn dark. And when a member's instinct clashes with his burden, Kael learns the cruelest truth: knowledge is a weapon that cuts both ways. In One Piece, he must play Luffy perfectly—99.9% accuracy—while his adult mind screams. The Harem gathers not by conquest, but by convergence: a songstress whose voice soothes his seizures, a navigator who demands honesty, a scholar who reads his fractured soul, a princess whose kingdom he must betray to save. They don't love the mask. They love the Anchor beneath. The cost of power is memory. Every trauma he prevents costs a piece of who he was. Every life he saves unwrites another. By the time he reaches Laugh Tale, he won't remember his own mother's face—but he'll hold the world together. This is not a story about a hero. It's about a man who chose to be the chain that holds ten thousand dreams, and prays the links don't break.
MaterSwordsmen · 708 Views

Umbrella Corporation: An Overlord Crossover

When worlds collide, when darkness falls, when the veil between realities tears... Ainz Ooal Gown—skeletal sovereign, undead emperor, bone-crowned king—was ripped from his realm and hurled into the unknown. Transported. Transmuted. Transformed. But he did not arrive alone. Shadows stirred. Flesh twisted. The dead... walked. Another guild clawed its way through the dimensional breach: The Umbrella Corporation—a monument to madness, a cathedral of contagion, a temple built on twisted flesh and viral nightmares. Their NPCs: not mere servants, but abominations born from the Resident Evil legacy. Creatures that shamble and shriek, that hunger and hunt. Tyrants towering like twisted titans. Hunters skittering through shadows. Las Plagas parasites writhing beneath skin, whispering promises of metamorphosis. Two guilds. Two philosophies. Two paths paved in bone and blood. Where Ainz rules through calculated control and cautious conquest, Umbrella infects—spreading like sepsis through the veins of this virgin world. Their bio-weapons pulse with unnatural life. Their viruses mutate beyond measure. Their creations know only one imperative: consume, corrupt, convert. The world trembles. The ground groans beneath their arrival. And somewhere in the darkness between these twin terrors, something stirs—watching, waiting, wondering: Which horror will herald humanity's end? Which nightmare will consume the other? Or will both devour everything? CONTENT WARNING: Body horror | Viral transformation | Existential dread | Bioweapon brutality DISCLAIMER: I do not own Overlord or Resident Evil. All rights belong to their respective copyright holders. This is a work of transformative fan fiction—where undeath meets infection, where magic meets mutation, where two brands of darkness wage war for dominion. All Rights Reserved. "We are legion. We are hunger. We are... inevitable."
Clark_Kent_3575 · 6.8k Views

Transmigration:The Villain Wants A Happy End Without His BeastHusbands

After finishing a tragic novel where the villain is betrayed and killed by his own beast husbands, Li Wei does what any reasonable reader would do. He rants about the ending. Then he gets hit by a car. When he opens his eyes again, Li Wei finds himself inside that very novel, reborn as Su Ningyan, the future villain destined to walk a path of madness, war, and blood. Ten years before his fall. Ten years before his death. In the original story, Su Ningyan’s unstable phoenix beast core drives him toward forbidden power, turning him into a feared villain who ultimately dies at the hands of the men he loved most. This time, Li Wei refuses that fate. He will avoid the villian arc. He will heal his beast core. And he will stay far away from the four terrifying beast princes who will one day become his husbands. Unfortunately, fate has other plans. The academy meant to heal him becomes a battlefield of tension, rivalry, and instinctual bonds. The beast princes notice him far too early, and the more Su Ningyan tries to escape the plot, the tighter destiny coils around him. Because in a world ruled by beast bloodlines and ancient bonds, some connections cannot be severed only delayed. And the husbands who once killed him… may not be willing to let him go again. **** Excerpt Su Ningyan didn’t know where he was. At first, he thought he was dreaming. His body felt warm... too warm... and the scent in the air was unfamiliar, sharp and clean, like lightning after rain. He turned onto his side. And froze. A pair of golden dragon eyes stared back at him from inches away. The man was breathtaking. Long black hair spread across silk pillows, sharp features sculpted as if carved from jade. His presence alone pressed down on Su Ningyan’s chest, heavy and suffocating. His face went pale. “What the—” “You’re awake.” The man smiled faintly. Jun Haoxuan. Azure Dragon Clan. Future Beast King. And, according to the book, one of the men who would eventually become his husband. “Did you sleep well?” Jun Haoxuan asked calmly. Su Ningyan’s eye twitched. He was supposed to be avoiding them. So why was he waking up in the dragon prince’s bed?
MidnightPen · 10.6k Views