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"Look, I really didn't mind the fact that I died and reincarnated into Ansatsu Kyoushitsu. I didn't really mind that you gave me a hole in the heart. That was a real dick move, but I didn't complain. So god, Void, whatever, I'm sorry I punched a student. Please recall my demotion into Class E. Please, the moon literally just exploded and I don't wanna be there!" Kuma-sensei did not belong here. He knew better than anyone else that he was just an outsider. �` �� COMPLETED FIC. �� AC belongs to Matsui Yuusei.

��You have died. Returning 8 Hours prior�� You've seen them die in front of your eyes, so now you want nothing but to make them live. With your Quirk, you can turn back time 8 hours in time, but you have to die for it to be triggered. The moment you used it, you were set on becoming the only person who remained unchanged in the world. But one by one, your small changes led to bigger ones, until finally, things weren't the same as they once were. And it's all because of you. (Inspired by SSS-Class Suicide Hunter)

Haikyuu!!Various x Nagi!Reader What happens when Hard work meets Natural talent? Read to find out as our young prodigious [Name] meets the hard-working volleyball team of Karusuno High. (Slight Blue lock crossover because our mc is based on Nagi Seishiro)

Paralyzed from the neck down, a former basketball star wished only for one thing. And like a miracle, he wakes up in a new world, in a new body-- and there's only one thing he wants to do now, so he starts running. "Wait, isn't this that basketball anime?!" �` ��KnB belongs to Tadatoshi Fujimaki.��

All I could see, was darkness as a strong sound hit my ear. . . . "husband?" I opened my eyes, saw the face of a beautiful brown haired woman. 'What did she call me? Where am I? Are those bastards playing a prank?' My mind is messed up. "Husband! are you okay? You got injured while practicing your martial arts." I frowned. "Who are you? Who are all of them?" Violan's hands trembled hearing that. "Bring the healer here immediately! He hit his head hard, he must have lost his memory." Violan quickly gave orders and the servants followed. 'Why are they so noisy? I didn't really know them from the start.' I looked in the mirror in the room. '......' Shit! Whose body is this!? Note: I'm not really goot at English. And I using a transition for help.

Ah, being transmigrated in a novel as a small villain that's destined to die... Okay, cliche. But I don't care if it's cliche. My life is on the line here, alright?! I don't want to die because of the promise Cale made with Raon! I'm going to survive as Neo Tolls, and thrive as Neo Tolls! - there seems to be a problem with uploaded pictures in chapters, so if that hinders your reading experience, I am sorry. this 온라인카지노게임 came from a weird place, so I don't have many coherent ideas. please expect many plot holes. and edits. also, I am not a novel reader. I just wanted to say that. still, please enjoy. ps. this 온라인카지노게임 might turn into a double rainbow. triple, even.

"I can feel it!" exclaimed Lophe, the pope of Obelia's current religion. "The new Empress and the Saint of Obelia will be born soon!" Everyone was almost listening to a cult's proclamation, but the bright light currently shining at Obelia's Eternal Flame's alter was undoubtedly a prophecy. "At their feet! We will be saved!!!!" "Interesting; how long will they live with the names Wench gave them?" After hearing that cold voice, Cale awoke in a trance. There was silence, and all he could see was the man with the jeweled blue eyes and the indifferent cold face staring down at him. "Red jewel eyes?" smirks the man. He had no intention of kneeling, but the man collapsed the moment he noticed his eyes. Someone had kicked him. He turned his head to the side, uncomfortably, to see another baby staring at him. With his menacing eyes, the man hovered above them. "Ayhan... Athanasia... That wench gave two kingly names," echoed his cold voice. "Let us see... how long you can survive," a sinister mocking smirk followed.