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Dimensional Chat Group: Surviving Stranger Things From The Start

Most protagonists get hit by Truck-kun. I got squashed by Optimus Prime landing from orbit. Vivan Frostwell’s second life started with a crunch. One minute he was enjoying his wealth, the next he was flattened by the leader of the Autobots. He wakes up in 1983. In a small town called Hawkins, Indiana. Just in time for the Demogorgon to come out to play. Vivan knows the plot. He knows Will Byers is doomed, Barb is toast, and the government is watching. He’s just a rich twelve-year-old with zero combat skills and a rusty shovel. He should be dead. But then, a blue screen flickers to life: [ Invitation to "Heroes of Questionable Decisions" ] His only lifeline is a Dimensional Chat Group. The problem? The members are a nightmare blunt rotation of the multiverse's most dangerous egos: Sukuna (JJK): Wants him to die entertainingly. Aizen (Bleach): Is definitely plotting to become God. Esdeath (Akame ga Kill): Thinks "torture" is a love language. Makima (Chainsaw Man): Treats everyone like a dog. Optimus Prime: The guy who killed him (it’s awkward). Forced to grind his powers from "Level 1 Nosebleed" to "God-Tier," Vivan has to survive the Upside Down, bluff his way through conversations with sociopaths, and keep the plot from imploding. For now. ---------------------------- I don't own any Character except my MC. Its not an Translation. If you guys want to keep me motivated, just leave some comments and reviews—I love reading them. Don't worry about the votes; if you enjoy the story, I know they'll come naturally.
kapa_69 · 1.1m Views

Arknights: I became an NPC in the online game

"Ark" or "Arknights" is a next-generation MMORPG that once reached a peak of 80 million online users worldwide. The game's setting is a world called Terra—not to be confused with "Holy Terra"—a vast and chaotic planet thirty times larger than Earth, filled with expansive lands and plagued by frequent natural disasters. The story follows Felix, a player who is unexpectedly transported back in time to the period before the game's official server launch. However, instead of returning as a player, he finds himself reincarnated as an NPC within the game. Now functioning with all the traits and systems of an NPC, Felix becomes a legendary figure among players. To them, he is: A mysterious merchant A dreamlike mentor An unattainable ideal for countless female players Within the world of Terra, Felix is more than just an NPC—he is seen as a spiritual guide, a false priest, a dreamer, a philosopher, a reformer, a philanthropist, a loner, a seeker, an explorer, and a pioneer. His motto: "Let the players enjoy the game—while I profit from every second they do." --- Quotes from notable figures in the game: Jesselton: “I could take two or three punches from Saria, but I wouldn’t dare take even one from Felix. Even if God ordered me to, I’d go to war with Him instead.” Arturia: “Felix’s presence makes me want to perform before him for three days and three nights, without rest.” Patriot: “Your ideals… they are reality.” MacArthur, a five-star American operator, once remarked: “All it takes is a single move from him, and he’ll dominate the entire Terra Daily hot search list. The moment I saw Felix on the battlefield, I knew—there was no turning back.”
Dhani2945 · 2.2m Views

I Transmigrated Into A Fantasy World To Farm And Build Houses!

After transmigrating into a book he had just finished reading, Eric found himself cast as the villainous cannon fodder. The original owner of the body was secretly and wholeheartedly in love with Max, the tribe's strongest warrior, but Max and Michael had grown up together and gradually developed feelings for each other. The original owner tried every means to obstruct them, was eventually exiled by the tribe, and died a miserable death from hunger and cold that winter. Many races existed on this continent, and he was not even human. Eric looked at the piece of grilled meat before him, burnt black as charcoal, and a handful of beans so hard they felt like they could chip his teeth. He looked up at the thatched roof that leaked rain in the summer and let snow through in the winter. Behind him, a small lion cub was wailing for food. Oh, and this little lion cub was also the story's devoted second male lead. The first step was to improve his life. What, the beastmen do not know how to farm? No problem, they can learn. Then they would not have to starve during the winter. Thatched huts, mud houses, and tents could all be replaced! The arrogant Elf race had a strong affinity for plants, which was perfect for farming, and the Dragon race could breathe fire, which was perfect for firing bricks! Humans called the Fantasy Dream Continent a cursed land. Later, a wandering poet would tell tales of the Snow Wolf Tribe who lived there, possessing all sorts of delicacies and fine, home-brewed wine whose aroma could travel for ten miles, leaving a rich aftertaste. Once the rumor spread, countless adventuring parties and mercenaries felt compelled to explore the land, even at the risk of being beaten half to death. Eric utilized the advantages of his bloodline, diligently farming and building infrastructure, leading the tribe toward a better life. It was just that one day he would pick up a prince of the Human race, and the next, a prince of the Elf race. With a prince of the Beastman Kingdom already in his house, Eric was at his wit's end. Perhaps I should just build a nation for all of you! And another thing, you, the main male lead, stop hovering around me! ... Auther: Please forgive my mistakes, as English is not my first language. I appreciate your understanding!
Ngọc_Trần_3827 · 1.2m Views