transmigration

[Epic Fantasy]+[Civilization Building]+[Racial Wars]+ [Gods]+[God Slayer]+[Thousands of Races]+[WeakToStrong]+[OP MC]+ [Unique Power System]+[Exciting Storyline]+[No Sharing]+[No Yuri]+[Optional Smut] After dying while gooing for 20 straight hours, he unexpectedly (or expectedly) wakes up in a primitive world, where humanity is still in the tribal era, and lives as Hunter and Gatherer, barely surviving from prehistoric beasts. But in this savage land, one thing was missing. ​Here, the concept of pleasure is nonexistent. Sex is nothing more than a cold, mechanical duty performed in silence, purely for the sake of survival. There is no passion. No blushing. No gasps of ecstasy. ​Until him. ​He awakens with a chaotic, forbidden gift: The Power of Free Use. ​With a single thought, he can shatter their biological conditioning. He can command the absolute sexual surrender of any woman he sets his eyes on, rewriting their reality. ​So, naturally, he doesn't hesitate. He embarks on a crusade to corrupt this innocent world. ​No woman is off-limits. ​From the sultry, unspoken curves of his own Aunt, to the voluptuous Milf next door who never understood her own heat. From the untouched, pristine Healers, to the fierce Huntresses who need to be tamed. ​Even the highest authorities aren’t safe. The Village Chief’s proud wife… and her sheltered daughter? They are just waiting to be broken in. ​In a world that knows only survival, he is about to teach them the true meaning of pleasure But... is this world really that simple? And is this Free Use really just limited to women or it's just a trailer? As he delved deeper into this world of unlimited wonders, he uncovers a stunning revelation: the world he inhabits that is several times bigger than our earth, is nothing but a tiny island, a mere speck in a vast, sprawling expense of millions of other much bigger islands, let alone those magical continents. A savage realm where creation hasn’t yet decided what should live and what should die. Here, the skies are split by dragons before dragons had names, and the ground trembles under titans older than the concept of gods. This world is not your fairy tale… In this world walked the *firsts*… the original templates, the prototypes of every species that would one day populate the multiverse. Inhabited by the primordial and most powerful forms of every race and species imaginable: There are Primordial Elves, tall and unblemished, their bloodlines so pure that later generations look like cheap knockoffs. There are Elemental Lords, beings of living fire, storm, and stone… the kind of creatures that didn’t “control” nature but were nature. Mountains walked, rivers spoke, and the wind itself had moods. The skies are home to Mythical Beasts… creatures out of nightmares and dreams, some so vast they blotted out the sun when they moved.... creatures that would shrink into legends elsewhere, but here, they still rule And somewhere, above it all, were the Gods. Not the pretty, moralized ones from scripture. These are the originals… raw concepts given flesh and ego. Divinity here wasn’t worshipped… it was survived. Everything in this world is either a predator, a prey, or both. A truly savage world where survival is not a right but a miracle, and every sunrise is a declaration of defiance. And into this world… arrives a man who died mid-goon. So, how will our MC navigate this dangerous world, where even the weather has a body count? a wrong step could mean extinction of a whole race, and will he really be able to achieve his dream of having a harem of every intelligent race. [kinks] [fetishes] [Smart Mc] [Overpowered] [Stone age][Myths] [Mythical Creatures] [Divine Wars] *** This is an epic fantasy disguised as a Smut novel. And since it's a smut, initial chapters will be a bit Smut focused but afterwards it's pure story, action, adventures and a bit of Smut.

Edric used to think farming was peaceful. Back on Earth, he would visit his parents during holidays and help around their small farmhouse. Feed the chickens. Fix loose planks. Pretend he understood how irrigation worked. He did work temporarily, but he did a good work. It felt peaceful. But then one day, he woke up in another world, in a different body, in a farm that felt completely different. It was an empty farm. In the confused state, he'd tried to understand what had happened and had accidentally stumbled upon weird cosplayers. They were the Demons that lived in the Demonhelm. Thinking that this place was weird and to prevent himself from going insane, he decided to farm again, until... Dark knights patrolled the hills and winged creatures nested in his windmill. Explosions became a weekly inconvenience. Heroes started visiting too. They shouted about justice. They trampled his crops. They broke his fences. Every single time, again and again and again. Edric repaired that fence fourteen times this year. He had been transmigrated into a fantasy world so he had accepted monsters. He had accepted magic. He had accepted that this was his life now. What he refused to accept was property damage. So when another blast flattened his pumpkin field, Edric put down his shovel, wiped the dirt from his hands, and decided it was time to speak with the Demon Lord.

In the world of One Piece, East Blue, Coco Yasi Village. Sitting on the beach, gazing at the calm and peaceful sea, I stared blankly at the small stone floating in the palm of my hand, feeling a bit lost and confused. "This is Coco Yasi Village... Isn't that Nami's village? So my first target is Nami." (There's also the Fishman Arlong, who's a big problem. Better head into the village first to gather some information.) I tossed the stone away, figured out the direction, and started walking toward the village. This story has 60 lengthy chapters. This is a translational story.

"Arghhh! My head hurts like hell..." Once I had woken up, I was in a room identical to mine, but things were slightly different from normal. Books I had never read filled my bookshelves, written by authors I had never heard of. Beside the bed, where my mirror usually stood, was my reflection, which looked the same as usual, but... Heroes? Magic Towers? Even a system. Have I transmigrated into the body of my parallel self in an alternate reality?! —— Disclaimer; The story does start out pretty slowly, in addition, it’s my first time trying to write anything like this. So please have patience with me.

"Melina, we no longer need the Flame of Ruin." "For I have already obtained from beyond this world the power to deny the world itself." "Someday I shall become the Sun — and a radiant Age of Life will dawn anew." … The fallen leaves tell a story: Beyond the fog, in our homeland — the Lands Between — the Tarnished has become the Elden Lord. Under the King’s rule, people will surely call it — The Age of the Sun. —————————— Elden Ring fanfiction — DLC to come, striving to lead everyone to a happy ending. Volume 1: [ Limgrave - Weeping Peninsula ] Volume 2: [ Caelid - Liurnia - ??? ] This is a translation. All credit belongs to the original author and to Elden Ring, the game that inspired this work. I only recently started playing Elden Ring, and came across this fanfiction along the way. I’m translating it as I read, so I’m discovering the story at the same time as you. I’ll do my best to make it as accurate and faithful as possible, but since I’m still new to the game and its lore, feel free to point out any mistakes or offer suggestions. Updates would be 1-2 chapters daily. Tarnished, may you find your way to grace. Title: Elden Ring, but with Wind Spirit Moon Shadow Author: 油炸小青龙 The cover artwork is not my own. All rights and credit belong to the original artist; Gravitydusty

After transmigrating into the world of Naruto, Shimizu Uzuki finds himself at a severe disadvantage—he does not possess any special eyes. So how is he supposed to fight against those Ōtsutsuki beings who travel back and forth between the Earth and the Moon? …… Notes: PS1. This is a pure Naruto transmigration story. There is no system, and no other crossover elements—only an authentic Naruto world. PS2. The writing style leans toward realism. The prose is solid, and this is not an overpowered, brainless wish-fulfillment story. PS3. The synopsis is limited. Please proceed to the main story, and be sure to read the “Read Before Starting” section first.

In a galaxy torn by the Clone Wars, Kyle Ford dies on Earth and awakens as Kael Vorn on Coruscant, equipped with a mystical Force Codex System that grants him powers from both Light and Dark sides of the Force. Burdened by foreknowledge of tragic events like Order 66. From chaotic cantina brawls to intense Jedi interrogations, Kael bonds with icons like Obi-Wan Kenobi, Anakin Skywalker, and Ahsoka Tano, all while redeeming former Sith assassin Asajj Ventress through shared trials and emotional revelations. As battles rage on worlds like Ryloth and Zygerria, Kael's gray path challenges Jedi dogma, attracts Sith attention, and forges a new balanced order amid war's human costs of loss, doubt, and fragile hope. I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com

A red‑haired half‑demon boy with horns accidentally becomes the leader of a hundred yokai. He travels between different worlds with them, facing battles and strange crises along the way. Even so, he keeps complaining that being a yokai lord has no benefits and insists his real dream is to become a great onmyoji. His yokai followers are constantly exasperated, because in their eyes he is already the biggest “monster boss” of them all.

Isabella was supposed to be sipping champagne at a luxury spa, not waking up in the middle of a forest. Worse, a SYSTEM had attached itself to her like some clingy ex, spouting nonsense about survival, quests, and—oh, hell no—manual labor. "System, I was NOT built for the wilderness! My ideal ‘roughing it’ experience involves a five-star hotel with bad WiFi!" Now, instead of lounging in silk robes, she’s being ordered to farm? To hunt? "A farming quest? You want me—a city girl—to grow food? System, I once killed a cactus by overwatering it. This is NOT my calling!" And don’t even get her started on the hygiene situation. "You want me to bathe in a cold river? Darling, I require warm water, scented oils, and an ambience! What do I look like—some barbarian?!" Unfortunately, the locals—big, muscular beastmen—don’t seem to understand the concept of self-care. The women? Neglecting their skin like it’s a crime to be radiant. The men? Walking hygiene disasters. "Ladies, if your man can smell you before he sees you, we have a problem." "You see this? This is lotion. It exists so you don’t look like a dried-up leaf. Use it." "A beard should be majestic, not tragic. Let me fix it." And the beastmen? They don’t just stare at her like she’s an oddity. No, they hover. They smirk. They lean in too close, fangs flashing with amusement. "Why do you keep looking at me like that?" she huffed, crossing her arms. The panther grinned, his tail flicking. "Because you’re fascinating when you’re annoyed." No, absolutely not. She was not here for this nonsense. "If you have time to stare, you have time to moisturize." She didn’t ask to be here. She didn’t ask to be their savior. But if she has to suffer through this world, she’s making everyone around her suffer less—through skincare, style, and some serious attitude. "If I hear one more ‘We don’t season our food here,’ I’m launching a war." "If you have time to gossip, you have time to do squats." "You want to impress a woman? Start with not smelling like the battlefield." Survival isn’t just about fighting monsters; it’s about looking good while doing it. So what if the System keeps throwing impossible quests her way? "What do you mean ‘you can’t skip quests’?! Since when?! Where is the skip button?! I demand a skip button!" But somewhere between dodging ridiculous quests and fixing these people’s tragic grooming habits, Isabella found herself in situations. Uncomfortable, heart-racing situations. Like being trapped against a tree by the red python, his red eyes half-lidded as he murmured, "You talk too much, little star. Should I silence you?" Like waking up with the lion lord’s fur-lined cloak draped over her shoulders, his deep voice gruff, "You shiver in your sleep. I’ll fix that." Like the phoenix watching her every move, his burning gaze searing into her skin as he mused, "You cause chaos wherever you go, but I find that I don’t mind." Oh, hell. No. She was not about to fall for four beastmen. She was too pretty for this much stress. "If you insult me again, I’ll make sure your soul needs a beauty upgrade." "I refuse to be disrespected by anyone who dresses like an unwashed tree branch." And yet, when a rival tribe came to challenge her, when danger lurked too close, those same beastmen stood beside her—smirking, taunting, fighting for her. "A beastman growled at me today. I growled back. He ran. I am the alpha now." Isabella isn’t just surviving. She’s thriving. And this world better keep up.

Kararagi city-state, near second city, Banan. [Congratulations! You have obtained the gacha system!] [The binding has been completed! There is 9 years for the main plot to start!] [Side quests have been released!] "....." A young man in a new body - stared at the grassland before him blankly. ............ {Author note: plz donate power stones, if you want me to continue the story.}

The protagonist Falko transmigrates to another world and develops games using the miracle of his racial faith: The Dreamscape. Moon Elves can enter a dream world due to their faith in the Moon Goddess and experience unique and exciting stories like a VR game. But the longevity of elves sapped them of their creativity, making the storylines of those dreams linear, repetitive, and utterly boring. That's where our MC comes in, creating new and exciting dream worlds, like: Plants vs. Zombies, Stardew Valley, The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim, League of Legends, Sekiro: Shadows Die Twice, Genshin Impact, GTA: Otherworld Edition, Terraria, Dark Souls, Mount & Blade, Minecraft, Ark: Survival Evolved, Ghost Valley Eight Desolations As he created more and more games, more and more races became immersed in the worlds he created.

Rumor has it that among the leaders of the Reunion Movement was a young girl who wielded a banner. Though a mere flag bearer, she possessed combat prowess surpassing even the Emperor's Blades. People still vaguely remember her saying, "Talulah, spit fire!" during battle.

[Navy] [Recruiting Geniuses] [Luffy, Ace, Sabo, the Navy Brothers] [Pure One Piece Power System] Kyle transmigrates to the pirate world and becomes the grandson of Fleet Admiral Sengoku. It's the year 1510 of the Sea Calendar, a time when countless great pirates are rising to prominence. Six-year-old Kyle only wanted to laze around and live a carefree life, but upon meeting Luffy, he awakens a genius recruitment system. By recruiting geniuses, he can obtain system rewards and continuously grow stronger!! [Recruiting Luffy rewards include Physique Enhancement Pills, the Supreme Grade Sword Twelve, Purple Lightning, Conqueror's Haki, and the Logia-type Rumble-Rumble Fruit...]

After rage-quitting an old fantasy RPG years ago, a former player wakes up inside the very game he abandoned—stuck at level one, armed with a bad build, and with no option to reload. He knows the story. He knows the characters. What he doesn’t know is how much the world will punish him for doing things his way. With partial knowledge, unreliable instincts, and a growing awareness that the rules don’t care about intent, he’s forced to navigate a familiar story from an unfamiliar angle—making alliances he shouldn’t, avoiding dangers he remembers too late, and learning that surviving isn’t the same as winning. A comedic, system-aware fantasy about bad decisions, old games, and finding a path forward when the tutorial is long gone. ~Chapters to be added on Mondays, Wednesdays, & Fridays~

Five Hokage. Five Worlds. One Ranking. Only the Strongest Konoha Survives. Reborn in Konoha, Ryuji becomes the Fourth Hokage — and unlocks a chat group connecting alternate Hokage across parallel worlds. Worlds are ranked. Rewards are real. Rinnegan. Sage Body. Perfect Sage Mode. This time, Konoha won’t survive. It will dominate.

This is an age of brilliance Soul Masters now stand before unprecedented possibilities. Battle Armor and mechs shine side by side in dazzling splendor, while heroes rise across the world in numbers as countless as carp crossing a river. Su Qiu transmigrates into this era and awakens twin martial souls: the Holy Sword and the Holy Lance. An invasion from the Abyssal Plane? The Holy Spirit Cult plotting world destruction? Standing before all living beings, Su Qiu raises his weapon. Sword of Promised Victory: Thirteen Seals Released! “EX…CALIBUR!” A terrifying beam of light tears everything apart! ====== Standing alone at the pass, Su Qiu gazes at Gu Yue and the many ferocious beasts gathered behind her. “Gu Yue… must it really come to this?” “I have no choice.” Gu Yue’s eyes remain resolute. Even with the one she loves standing before her, her resolve does not waver in the slightest. “It must.” “Very well.” Without the slightest hesitation, Su Qiu speaks: “Holy Lance, Unseal the Anchor.”

Daniel Smith lived an ordinary life filled with empty confidence and borrowed dreams. He called himself positive. Energetic. Ambitious. None of it was true. With no clear goal, no passion, and nothing that truly excited him, Daniel drifted through life—until a sudden accident ended it. When he opened his eyes again, it wasn’t in a hospital. Reborn into a different world and given a second chance at life, Daniel finds himself starting over—this time from the very beginning. No destiny calling his name. No heroic prophecy. No demon king waiting to be slain. Just a quiet world… and a chance he never had before. Unlike the protagonists he once mocked in novels, Daniel doesn’t seek glory or power. He seeks purpose. Meaning. A reason to live without lying to himself. But in a world where strength decides fate, remaining ordinary is not an option. As he grows, observes, and slowly adapts, the boy who was once a nobody begins walking a path of his own—one shaped not by ambition, but by choice. This is not the story of a chosen hero. It is the story of a nobody who gets a second chance.

Aike traverses into the world of One Piece. He awakens the Transaction System, instantly becoming the most untouchable merchant on the seas. “Want power? Sure, just pay with your lifespan!” “Still not strong enough? No problem, add more money!” “Want health and longevity? I’ve got all kinds of lifespan packages for you to choose from!” While pirates and nobles become addicted to his deals… Aike turns his gaze toward Nami, Robin, and countless beautiful girls from other dimensions. And these beauties… can’t be satisfied with just the beginner packages! This is a Translational Story.

Leo died like an idiot and got a second chance in a world that doesn't tolerate idiots. Dropped onto forbidden Oni territory, he's forced into a death hunt where survival should be impossible, but his body adapts through violence, pain, and sheer refusal to stay dead. One brutal victory earns him gold, status, and the attention of Iori, a warrior prodigy who's never tasted defeat. Now, traveling a continent where strength is law and gods play with mortals like pieces on a board. Leo faces a simple question: how strong can you become when dying just makes you harder to kill?

*Marry one girl, get six more inside her, become a harem with 7 wives with only one body* In a parallel world, where the world has fallen into darkness, with only a few humans left living in domed cities that can walk in the darkness, a young man wakes up next to his school building after being struck by two watermelons on his head. When he wakes up, he realizes that everything has changed, as he has come from the real world. In the real world, he is a fat, cross-eyed, and antisocial young man, though this is not his fault, as his appearance makes him shunned. Strangely, the entire school is the same, even the people are identical, except they look more like military than students. This is the adventure of a young man and his wife, where every student who has reached the age of 15 must marry and have children for the survival of humanity which is almost extinct, such is the pressure from the government. However, his wife is very unusual. The young man is not only married to one body and one identity, but also to six other identities, each with their own form, extraordinary powers, and combat abilities that could cause a second apocalypse. They also have distinct personalities. When the young man transforms, all seven become so infatuated with him that they attack anyone near him. How will the young man cope with having seven wives in one body, each with their own personality? And how will their love story unfold? PS : Please give honest review, many thanks for reading, have a good life. FB : Dajo Gunz