Reincarnated as the villainous daughter in an otome game, doomed to have my heart run through by the male lead's sword at age eighteen. To survive, I've decided to start correcting the plot today—
After unexpectedly transmigrating into a miserable girl with a dead mother and a gambling-addict father, she finds herself bound to a melodramatic angst-romance guide system. Rosie protests, "I was a maximum-purity, iron-willed real man! Fine, turning into a girl is one thing, but making me play out tragic romance melodramas? How about you drop dead first!" The angst-romance guide instantly transforms into the [Adventure Guide]. Completing adventures grants her Traits, Combat Skills, class specializations... And so, Rosie embarks on an endless path of adventure. Tragic romance drama? Take it up with my greatsword!
Ansu is reincarnated into a game world… and right at the start, he’s about to be brainwashed by the main antagonist — the World Ending Witch. To control him, the witch hypnotizes him every day, planting psychological suggestions until he slowly becomes her loyal tool. Fortunately, Ansu has a cheat ability: he can simulate the future and preview every bad ending. So he pretends to be successfully hypnotized, secretly waiting for a chance to escape. Since someone under hypnosis can’t lie, everything he says will be taken by the witch as his true feelings. Hmm… maybe he can use this to farm affection points, so she’ll become more and more reluctant to kill him? And thus, Ansu begins his “operations.” Good news: The witch’s attitude toward him keeps getting better. Bad news: It’s getting too good… Oh no. He’s completely trapped now.
“Ha ha ha! Look at this fat piece of meat! Brothers, charge!” With a wave from the leader of the newly arrived bandit gang, over a hundred men pressed forward. But soon, he could no longer laugh. At the front of the convoy, the silver-haired girl swung her twin-bladed axe, carving through bodies in a single sweep. In the center of the convoy, the white-robed young man tapped his staff, and the wounds on the injured guards vanished instantly. With another wave, the guards’ eyes turned red, and they charged forward howling. What should have been a one-sided slaughter was somehow held back—and even started to reverse. “Damn it! Kill the support first!” the leader roared. His four strongest men threw themselves at the silver-haired girl with reckless abandon, pinning her down for the moment. The leader himself shot through a gap from the side, charging straight toward the white-robed young man. Die! He saw the shock on the young man’s face. But just as the blade was about to cleave into his head, the bandit leader saw the Healer sigh. Then he gripped the staff with both hands. “You’ve misunderstood one thing.” The staff swung toward him, carrying the young man’s voice with it. “I’m not standing here because I need protection.” A dull crack rang out as ribs shattered. “I’m standing here…” The last words the leader heard before losing consciousness were: “…because this spot has the best view!” … Bai Xuan transmigrated into a world of swords and magic, bringing with him the game-development talent he had created. In the eyes of others, he is a merciful, holy, and strikingly handsome Healer. In the eyes of his enemies, he is a monster who swings a staff, commands a silver-haired axe queen, and smashes the Demon King’s army into dust. Panel record: [Pleasure +1] [Skill Upgraded]…
Transmigrated as a ninth-rank petty official in the empire, Li An Adolf has only one goal in life: to get fired. In this empire, only three paths lay before him: retirement, death, or dismissal. Yet the empire won't last long enough for him to retire, death is out of the question, and so getting fired has become his only hope. And so, he slacks off with all his might, deliberately approves disastrous proposals, selects the worst plots of land, and puts on an arrogant attitude to offend his colleagues... And the result? He approves a fraud's alchemy proposal—and the efficiency of magic stones surges threefold. He chooses the Desolate Plain for tourism development—and a natural hot spring suddenly erupts. He tries to drive away his assistant, the future Empress—only for her to perform better and grow more outstanding by the day. He deliberately picks a piece of scrap iron at the Antique Festival—and ends up retrieving the founding Emperor's lost sword. He writes a scathing rant to ruin his own reputation—only to be accused of market manipulation and thrown straight into the empire's most notorious prison... Every attempt at "self-sabotage" lands on the front page of the Imperial Daily. Every desire to lie flat is rewarded with another gold-trimmed letter of appointment. Leapfrogging from a ninth-rank petty official all the way to second-in-command beneath only one person, he finds himself surrounded by the future Empress, the Crown Prince, and all manner of eccentric followers. Li An only ever wanted to open a small shop far away from the empire, bask in the sun, and take naps every afternoon. Yet fate insists on pinning him to the pedestal of the "Light of the Empire," pulling him closer to the eye of the storm the harder he tries to flee. The more he wants to get fired, the faster he is promoted. The more he wants to lie flat, the higher he is thrust toward the pinnacle of the empire.
(Strong Female Lead + No Romance + Power Fantasy + Apocalypse Survival) Cheng Shuili dropped dead after working 72 hours straight overtime. When she came back to life, she unexpectedly found herself transported into a highway survival game world. Right at the start, she draws an SSS-tier talent: [Bug Physique]—allowing her to exploit system loopholes for her own benefit. A supply crate spawns a monster? She turns around and scores the server’s first kill! The crate doesn’t disappear after being opened? Infinite farming unlocked! While others are gnawing on compressed biscuits, she’s enjoying self-heating hot pot. While others tremble in fear hiding from monsters, she chases them down with a metal pipe and beats them senseless. While everyone else is still struggling to survive, Cheng Shuili is already speeding down the highway in a shopping cart blaring a hypnotic ad: “Everything Half Price!” “Honestly, this crappy game is way more fun than fixing code—whoever wants to go back to overtime can go ahead!”
"I have many masks, and each holds a story." An inconspicuous young painter in the Temple of Dawn; the strongest apprentice in the gladiatorial arena; a killing machine feared by goblins... "The holy Sister under the sunlight is me, and the kindly old gentleman aboard the train is me as well..." "I once fled in haste through underground passages, yet I have also left behind beautiful legends across the frontier..." Beneath the mask lies an even more exquisite mask; Within the lies, truth often lies hidden... "My name is Ogre." "A child raised by an ogre from a young age." "Pleased to meet you."
After spending a full year on it, Ning Busan finally cleared the game Xenos Invasion, achieving the perfect "save the world" ending! The moment he beat the game, Ning Busan found himself transmigrated ten thousand years into the future — the Xenos have returned, and the continent of Lantiya teeters on the edge of ruin! The good news: he has seven maxed-out accounts! The bad news: he racked up too much bad karma on them to dare use any! All Ning Busan wants is to become a mage and find a way home. Little does he know, the wheels of fate are already turning — he is destined to become the world's savior once again...
Congratulations, you have transmigrated into your favorite game from your past life! Now, please choose your opponent: Will it be the imperial princess whom you publicly humiliated and who now harbors a jealous grudge against you? Will it be the duke's legitimate daughter whose engagement you forcefully broke, disgracing her family's honor? Or will it be your adopted younger sister, whom you bullied for years and who is now set to replace you as heir to the family? Or perhaps you'd rather defect to the demon princess and become a traitor to humanity? In response, Erich Edmond—who has just transmigrated as a villain—decides to take his status panel and head off to the Abyss to earn some gold first.
In the nineteenth year after crossing into another world, Lin Gui struggles to survive in an apocalyptic city-state. After one act of kindness, he unexpectedly binds himself to the “Messenger System.” In this fantasy apocalyptic world of city-states, where order has collapsed, communication has been cut off, and demons in the wilderness number in the hundreds of millions— Delivering letters makes him stronger! To grow stronger, he carries long-severed longings across the entire fantasy world. The merfolk royal court built ten thousand miles beneath the deep sea—Atlanna. The angelic city-state suspended above the clouds—Eden. The mage capital filled with floating towers—the City of a Thousand Towers. The Demon God's fortress that caused the deaths of countless living beings. To reach these legendary cities, Lin Gui passes through forbidden zone after forbidden zone: the Withered Rift, the Silent Sea, the Red Clay Desert, the Undead Swamp... Along the way, he also meets one charming beauty after another who stumbles into traveling with him: elves, princesses, Holy Saintesses, mermaids, angels, fox-girls... He has also delivered all kinds of bizarre letters for all kinds of strange beings. A mythical dragon’s egg. A lace dress sent to a Hero on the front lines. The 258th love letter addressed to the Demon God? For the sake of delivering letters, he has stepped into endless labyrinths, crossed lost sea ruins, and even bravely charged into the women’s restroom of a magic academy. From the touching longings at the very beginning to the sheer absurdity later on, Lin Gui has already grown numb. “Where are we delivering this time?” The white-haired, red-eyed elf lying on his back asked curiously. Lin Gui replied expressionlessly. “The small woods outside the Demon God's fortress...” “Who sent it?” “The Demon God’s 257th lover.”
If a white-haired, beast-eared loli with an unbearably tragic past appeared before you, what would you do? “Give her meticulous care, heal the wounds in her soul… and then die before her eyes.” If a girl who dropped out of school to chase her artistic dreams and ended up homeless appeared before you, what would you do? “Set up a shell talent agency, lure her in, tell her you’re holding a concert just for her—then actually send her to busk in the park.” If… “There are no so many ifs.” Watching the card characters who had all turned dark come knocking at her door, Xu Xiaoyou—grabbed by the collar and lifted off the ground—looked completely helpless. “I’m just trying to survive… so how did my bad reputation spread throughout the entire supernatural world?”
Fifty years after transmigrating to another world... The cheat promised by the goddess was nowhere to be found. With nothing but his own effort, Chen Mian trained himself all the way to max level, conquered countless dungeons, and was finally ready to enjoy a peaceful retirement. ...Only for his system to arrive. A modern apartment standing alone in the middle of an uninhabited corner of another world. A rent-collecting system that showed up fifty years late. "Please give those in need a warm place to call home." And, for some reason, it keeps making him set bizarre conditions for prospective tenants. The goddess: "How did his level exceed the maximum cap?! This is bad... really bad! What are we supposed to do now?!" ... "Miss Flora, you can stay in my apartment rent-free—as long as you agree to my conditions." The elven girl tightened her grip on her staff. "...What kind of conditions?"
All because Chu Xia took a paid bathroom break, he crossed into another world and became a universally hated chromatic dragon. Weak, helpless, and very good at eating, the little black dragon had no choice but to pick up the virtues of the Flower-Planting Family and quietly develop in order to survive in this cruel otherworld. However, this otherworld does not seem as peaceful as it appears. Gods who no longer answer their believers? A spaceship from the technology side? A forgotten previous life? Things seem to be moving in an unpredictable direction!
United Federation of Humans and Demihumans, a world of wine and neon. Bai Xiaodu unexpectedly transmigrated — only to become a very cute silver-furred fox. But life isn't easy. Little Bai sighs. Transcendents master their Pathways, conquering the nine heavens and ten realms of the starry void, while mere mortals can only look up in awe, struggling to survive amid hardship. Fortunately, Bai Xiaodu obtained a Galgame Affection System! All he has to do is bind a target, court them to raise Affection, and he'll receive all sorts of generous rewards. Techniques, talents, skills, items… everything's on the table! Bai Xiaodu's eyes light up. Bai Xiaodu cracks his knuckles, ready to go. Bai Xiaodu can hardly wait. However... "What do you mean this Galgame Affection System can only bind onee-sans?!" "System, have you lost your mind? You want me to go chase after mature women with THIS face?!"
Shane Leynas, a third-generation desertification control engineer, had just reincarnated as a necromancer when he was sentenced to 150 years for the crime of insulting corpses. His punishment: exile to a desolate, barren wasteland. The place is a void where only sand keeps him company. If he hadn't arrived through a teleportation portal, he would have thought he was back in his old hometown. With magic turbulence making even a basic Skeletal Summoning a struggle and a sun as scorching as an industrial dryer, there was only one thing to do: start planting trees. A desert that should have taken generations to reclaim was transformed by Shane in a single lifetime. "Wait, who the hell are you?" At the boundary of heaven and earth, where the line between life and death blurs, a dragon gazes down at the man clutching a sapling. "Who cares who I am? You're stepping on my land!"
After getting hit by a stroke of luck and transmigrating, Lu Mao thought he was here to enjoy life as a Hero. Instead, his system is a drooling mess, and he keeps getting spawn-killed by pigmen blocking the starting village. Even the random slimes and goblins by the roadside can walk up and kick him around. Thirteen full loops of Death Return... Only to be greeted by the dungeon tavern owner with: "Odd changes, even stays the same—" Wait a minute, you mighty Soul Transformation Stage powerhouse, this is a Western fantasy world—did you walk onto the wrong set?
"Even though I've been reincarnated as the weakest among the chromatic dragons, and even though I've crossed over as a little female dragon with a disastrous starting hand, at least I'm part of a top-tier race. It’s better than being reincarnated as a maggot." Jonavili Frator Amody looked at her pure white dragon scales, now covered in bloodstains and dust, and was forced to accept the reality: she had somehow transmigrated to this magical continent as a white wyrmling because of a drinking bout. "Since I've come to this strange world, how could I not make a grand name for myself? Hehe, hehe, hehe..."