Comedy

He made it! Naruto Uzumaki, the number one unpredictable ninja, has just graduated! The world is at his feet, the ramen tastes like victory, and his path to becoming Hokage has finally begun. Just when he thinks his incredible story is about to begin, BAM! A semi-transparent blue screen appears right in his face. Wait... is this a video game? The system calls it [Falna], and its function is insane: it can turn his friends into legendary heroes! Leveling up, gaining skills and chakra that would make the Third Hokage weep! It's the ultimate tool to become incredibly strong! The plan is perfect. There's just one problem... To "update someone's status," he needs... for them to be a girl? And to use his own blood to draw? Naruto's path to becoming Hokage has just taken a complete 180. Forget about hard work; his new mission is to survive puberty, assemble the best team in history, and convince Konoha's strongest kunoichi to let him draw on their backs!

In the year 3999, Crystallphaos shines like a beacon of magic and technology — yet beneath its surface, fears and prophecies simmer. A group of young adventurers — the silent Prometheus, the spirited Hitomi, the fearless Brek, the sharp-eyed archer Laima, and the enigmatic Noctua — are drawn into a mission that seems impossible: to cross the Shadow Ravine, a place from which few have ever returned. Their journey becomes a nightmare filled with battles, demons, and haunting visions. Prometheus faces revelations about a destiny he cannot escape, learning to draw strength not only from crystals, but from his companions themselves. The team’s bond is tested, as the line between life and death grows dangerously thin. But the end of the mission is not the end of the story — it’s only the beginning. Because behind the battles and sacrifices lies something greater: a soul that arrived in a world starved for light and hope, to herald the dawn of a new era. And yet, every light casts shadows — and those shadows are waiting for their moment to rise.

Comedy manga blogger Zhou Qingluo suddenly died after staying up late writing jokes. He woke up and found himself in the body of the substitute for the white moonlight of the rich and powerful villain, Song Ling. Song Ling had a miserable childhood where his father didn't love him and his mother didn't care for him. He grew up gloomy and paranoid, and the only clean, untouched place in his heart was his white moonlight. But the white moonlight ran away. So Song Ling went completely crazy. When he went mad, he recognized no one. Though highly intelligent, he spent all his time stirring the pot. Zhou Qingluo: "..." Poor guy. The original body didn’t even know he was just a substitute. Spoiled by Song Ling’s affection, he used him to rake in money and support a pretty boy on the side. When Song Ling found out, he kicked him out. In retaliation, the substitute exposed all of the bad things Song Ling had done. “…” What kind of mutual-destruction plot was this? Zhou Qingluo thought about it. Fine, he didn't need a pretty boy, but could he still take the money...? When Zhou Qingluo transmigrated, it was right after the white moonlight had left. Song Ling was drunk, clutching him tightly, red-eyed and hoarse as he cried out the white moonlight’s name: “Please… don’t go. Don’t leave me.” Zhou Qingluo gasped out a breath, "Baby, I won't go! Whoever leaves is a dog! But can you please let go—everything's over if you strangle me to death!” *** Song Ling felt that since he lived in the mire, he had to drag everyone else to the abyss with him. Until someone came over and seriously told him, "You can't just always stare into the abyss. Try rolling your eyes at it sometimes."

The world was no longer as peaceful as it had once been. Monsters roamed everywhere, hunter schools had replaced traditional classes, and dungeon portals were popping up at random! "Alright, everyone," chirped Professor Grish. "Your mission is to clear all the dungeon floors. Train hard! Grow strong! And when you finally reach the top floor…" She paused dramatically. The class fell silent as she pointed at a hologram. An SSS-Class Abomination known as Leviathan appeared. Lev gulped. That's……him.

I woke up with no memory at all. "..." But this man was always beside me. Somehow he could find me anywhere I would go. "... who are you?" "I'm your husband" "..." So I did what every sane person would do in my place as they confronted an unexpected situation. I ran away. "You can't run around with no memory at all. You need me." "Bullshit." So I ran away again. ...but why are all those people after me?? Why do they want me dead?! "Catch the demon! She's going to kill us all!" "What? What demon?" And why is everyone chasing me now?? Starting with the Holy Order, The Royal Knights and even that Immortal Head Mage from that Tower who wants to die?? "Finally, I found you" "F*ck off, she's my wife." "..." ....Where did you learn to curse like that??

Alina was supposed to be a forgettable noble lady. But she carries a big secret—she once lived in another world, and after dying of cancer, she woke inside her favorite novel. Determined to rewrite the story, she sets out to save Isolde, the tragic heroine destined to suffer at the hands of the emperor. But when the empire strikes earlier than she remembers and the princess is captured, Alina’s plans unravel. To change fate, she must ally with the general, Isolde’s doomed lover, whose death she has already prevented. What begins as devotion to a character twists into something far messier: loyalties tested, bonds she never imagined, and a future that refuses to stay on the page. Alina thought she had to fix Isolde’s ending. Instead, she might be rewriting hers.

"What does duty mean to you?" Shackled by the Empire's last flickering breath, the Princess is smitten by a hotshot rookie commander. Duty-bound, both of them learn to lead . . . together, or apart. ✧ Lay down the humble crown, fight the war and kill the dove. The Old Golems only frown upon the ones who cannot love. ✧ Princess May thought the crown never fit her - she was too clumsy, too frail, too immature. But when a traitor kidnaps her only sister, she must leave the polished palace and chase a spy through the Empire's darkest shadows. Yjennka forged the start of his legendary military career, catching royal attention like a crack of thunder. Rising through the ranks, the Princess took him in as a top-tier bodyguard. But behind the accolades and Guard status, he must carry the weight of every soul lost under his command. With secrets, scars, and the spy hunt unravelled, the duo's paths intertwine. Together, they'll learn how leadership binds them together - or tears them apart . . . --- A low fantasy story set in an alternative medieval-gunpowder mix era. Slow burn romance, court thriller mystery, existential philosophy, military strategy, and just good ol' fantasy action/slice of life. Trigger warnings of violence, warfare, moral ambiguity, heavy romance.

Two things guide an adventurer's life," Paul Greyrat used to say. "The edge of his sword and the curve of a woman." And by the gods, he had just found the most perfect curve on the entire continent. [Author's Note] What you'll find: Harem. Explicit Content (R-18). A central taboo relationship - (incest). (Warning: Reader discretion is advised). Zero-Tolerance Policy: NO NTR! There is no sharing here. Disclaimer: I do not own My Hero Academia, Mushoku Tensei, or any of their characters, settings, or related intellectual properties. All rights belong to their respective creators, Kohei Horikoshi and Rifujin na Magonote, as well as their publishers and affiliates. This fanfiction is a non-profit work created solely for entertainment purposes. Patreon.com/shurazero

The Hero Andert. A great swordsman who ended the great war by sacrificing himself. One of the rare heroes… But he was actually a woman disguised as her dead younger brother. That was me. But... "Huh?" Did I just come back to life four years after my death? All I had was my body, so there was only one way to survive. Becoming a maid. “You’ve never worked as a maid before this, so what have you been doing all this time?” “Jobless.” “What motivated you to apply for this job?” “Money.” “What kind of mansion would you like to work in?” “A mansion that is so hard to work in and so nasty that we don’t even know if it’ll be cleaned if we both work and die.” “What kind of employer do you want?” “A vicious employer that terrorizes their employees.” That way I won’t get laid off since I’m the only one you can work with. “…” The interviewer looked at me like I was crazy. --- Here, I will start anew. Not as the Hero Andert or my deceased little brother. But as the maid Daisy.

“Brother, you are a disgrace to our empire!” the Emperor roared, his voice echoing in the throne room. “You drown yourself in wine while your niece, the brightest jewel of the empire, is being courted by geniuses and kings!” Leaning lazily against a pillar, Wei Feng took a long swig from his wine jug and let out a discreet burp. “Mmm... And what’s the problem?” he replied, his voice slurred. “Those ‘geniuses’ are just noisy peacocks. And as for the jewel of the empire... she already has an owner.” Wei Feng, the Drunken Prince, the Royal Failure who renounced the throne. Everyone in the empire sees him as a useless parasite. What they don’t know is that, in the shadows, this decadent prince is building a collection of the most powerful, beautiful, and dangerous women the world has ever known. And the first piece in his collection, the most precious and forbidden, is the Crown Princess herself. “The heavens could strike me down with a thousand bolts of lightning, and the ancestors could curse my name for ten thousand years...” he whispered to her one night, his warm breath against her earlobe as her body trembled under his touch. He paused, a smile that could almost be felt in the darkness. “...and still, every second of this sin with you would be worth it. Let them call me a demon. What kind of demon wouldn’t enjoy corrupting an angel?” [Author's Note] Welcome! Prepare for a story where the empire's most underestimated protagonist proves that true power doesn't lie on a throne. What you'll find: An elite Harem. Explicit Content (R-18). A central taboo relationship (incest). (Warning: Reader discretion is advised). Zero-Tolerance Policy: NO NTR! There is no sharing here. The Harem Promise: Each heroine is a fully developed character with her own ambitions and power. They are not mere trophies. The title says it all: only Saints and Queens are accepted. If you're ready to see how a "failure" brings the world to its knees, not through war, but through conquest and seduction, then this is the novel for you.

"And what do you know about harmonizing?" Xiao Yue looked at him as if he had just spit on her ancestor's grave. "Me? I'm the CEO of the Inner Dao. I have a Master's in Spiritual Synergy and a triple Ph.D. in Multitasking Cultivation, with honors in 'Qi Optimization Under Pressure.' Should I show you my resume, or would you prefer a PowerPoint presentation on my celestial achievements?" Kenji Tanaka was a Japanese CEO with the soul of a spreadsheet: cold, analytical, and completely allergic to improvisation. He died like any good executive: from an excess of meetings. Now, he's Lian, a nobody in a world of cultivators, dragons, absurd sects, and spiritual manuals that take ten lifetimes to read. Martial talent? Zero. Ability to shatter mountains with a single blow? Nil. A master plan to turn chaos into a celestial startup, KPIs and all? Absolutely. They are the unstoppable force. He is the guy with the plan, the tea, and the to-do list. While his harem of martial geniuses smashes armies as if they were piñatas, Lian optimizes formations, improves techniques, manages internal conflicts, and turns alchemy into a production line. He doesn't fight, he doesn't scream, he doesn't cultivate like a madman. He outsources the violence. Because cultivating like crazy is optional, but leading with efficiency is mandatory.

What do you get when you cross a light-bending assassin, a broke teenager who can repair machinery by talking to it, a pack of dimension-hopping tourists, and a seagull with an existential crisis? You get Soda Crash: The Path of the Unseen. One cosmic accident is all it takes to throw them all into a world where the locals fly on swords, settle legal disputes with color-changing worms, and consider anyone with blond hair a ‘Northern Barbarian.’ Now, this unlikely crew must navigate ancient sects, power-hungry cultivators, and the very real possibility that their best survival tool is a Swiss Army knife with a ‘detect bad vibes’ function. Forget heroes and villains. This is a story about survival, absurdity, and the universal truth that no matter which universe you’re in, bureaucracy is always a nightmare and there’s never a good time to run out of coffee

Magic themed romance that focuses on the female lead. Synopsis: Andrea woke up thinking that she was dead {what? how am i alive} after realising that, she sat up and looked out the window { ...what are those blue and tall things? Hang on. where even am I ?} [p.s. It's a bit different from normal transmigrations because this one travels to the future...]

After a tragic accident that sent her back 843 years in time to the year 1179, in the Middle Ages, during the reign of Baldwin IV of Jerusalem, Kate Mitchell, a wealthy business tycoon in the pharmaceutical industry, a gifted ex-military, a pharmacologist and botanist, and a brilliant archer from 2022, wakes up as Lady Philippa, a pretty, innocent, frail, and proper young lady of House Antioch, with whom she shares nothing in common. She realised she had died on that day, and her soul travels back in time and takes over the body of Philippa, a helpless lady who would face tragedy, betrayal, and scandal before dying young and heartbroken. She chose to live as Philippa because she had a second chance at life and only one goal in mind: to live and survive at any cost. To succeed, she must thrive and learn to live in the Medieval era, where nothing is common for her, and, above all, she must avoid an arranged marriage, which will doom Phillipa to death after a terrible heartbreak. Lady Philippa, unfortunately, is about to be engaged to an unknown man, and she must devise a plan to prevent this from happening. Kate's background as an ex-military officer, pharmacologist, and botanist, as well as her limited knowledge of history, will be invaluable in surviving the historical mediaeval times when modern technology was out of reach. However, she requires the assistance of the reigning king, Baldwin IV, who is suffering from leprosy at the time. She'll have to take control of the situation. It is up to Kate's bravery and intelligence to find a way to persuade Baldwin IV to help her, and she has few options other than joining his royal court. Will the king accept her, or will she perish as the body's original owner? Will she be able to change her destiny? Alternatively, will she be able to find the love and family she seeks?