Crayon Shinchan

Transmigre al mundo de *Crayon Shin-chan, ¡me convierto en el tío de Shin-chan! La historia comienza cuando Nanako inicia una conversación para ayudarme a salir de un apuro. —Shin-chan, ¿tu tío tiene novia? —pregunta la señorita Matsuzaka con una sonrisa aduladora. —Shin-chan, ¿te haría feliz que me convirtiera en tu tía? —Una leve sonrojo tiñe las mejillas de Nanako. 'aún no se sabe si es harem o no, pero voy en el capítulo 200 y no veo que tenga, ojalá no por que odio el harem'. es una traducción de: 人在春日部：开局被娜娜子搭讪. me aburre traducir el capítulo por segunda ves al inglés. la portada no me pertenece y bla bla BLA.

She applied for a simple teaching job. She ended up raising a classroom full of supernatural toddlers and accidentally becoming the Demon Lord’s obsession. -`♡´- Struggling to pay rent and drowning in rejection emails, Alina Hart, 24, is desperate for a stable job. When she stumbles across a strange flyer offering a "live-in teaching position at a private academy," she signs the contract without reading the fine print. Big mistake. On her first day, she learns three things: 1...Her students are not human. 2...One breathes fire. Another howls at the moon. One floats through walls and another eats chalk like candy. 3...The school’s principal is Dante Nightshade, a seven-foot-tall Demon Lord with blood-red eyes and zero patience for mortals. And Alina? She just accidentally scolded the Demon Prince, Dante’s only son. Now, the students are clinging to her. The royal parents are demanding "private meetings." And the Demon Lord keeps appearing in her classroom with a gaze that’s far too intense for a casual visit. -`♡´- Alina: “Please stop throwing fireballs in the classroom!” Baby Dragon: “But Teacher! That’s how we play catch!” -`♡´- Alina: “Luna, you can’t bite people just because they sit next to me.” Luna (growling): “He was breathing near you. That’s MY air!” Alina: “…Please don’t make this a crime scene.” -`♡´- Sable (whispering from her shadow): “I bit the crayon... and it betrayed me.” Alina: “Sable… crayons are not food.” Sable: “…Then why are they so colorful?” -`♡´- Vlad Jr.: “Miss Alina, I have written my will.” Alina: “You’re four.” Vlad Jr.: “And yet, I have already loved and lost.” Alina: “…You lost a cookie.” •••• She wanted a quiet job with crayons and nap time. What she got was magical chaos, clingy monster cubs, and a demon principal who doesn’t understand why her smile affects him more than any weapon ever has... Tags: Fantasy | Comedy | Slow Burn Romance | Monster Babies | Found Family | Overpowered Male Lead | Soft Female Lead | Slice of Life

It isn’t the strongest who survives. The one who survives is the strongest.” After being discharged from the military, Jin Seowoon did nothing but play games like a loser. One day, he was invited to the world of “Cloyd Survival,” which resembled a game he enjoyed. In that world were masters of martial arts, kings from other worlds, and notorious killers… It was a gathering of monsters that surpassed human imagination. Jin Seowoon had just one objective—to survive and become one of the top ten. Here lies a tale of survival with Jin Seowoon’s life at stake.

There once was a Skeleton Demon King so dreadful that even the gods were vexed by him. “If you do our work for us, we’ll turn you into a human.” However, the gods deceived him with a fraudulent contract and sealed him away. “Now that the Demon King is gone, let’s eliminate all demons.” “For demon subjugation and evangelism alike, let’s entrust it to the precious [Saint] on our behalf.” “As for that insolent Skeleton Demon King… let’s torture him for life, imprisoned within a maggot.” That’s definitely what happened, and yet. “Oh my, baby Saint, you’re awake?” He had become the Saint? Moreover, the son of a Duke of the Holy Empire that sustains the gods? Then, if he destroys this country, won’t the gods also be destroyed? “Oh my, why does the baby Saint seem so pleased?” “Baby Saint, this is the hateful Skeleton Demon King’s toy. Would you like to break it once?” “The great gods have reclaimed everything from the Skeleton Demon King who insolently challenged a god despite not knowing his place.” …Let’s destroy this country. Let’s destroy it while taking the gods’ backbones as well.

[The Absolute Dweller] Absolute Dweller’s Declaration (Passive) Level 1 No one can invade the dwelling space without the Absolute Dweller’s permission. Surviving thanks to awakened skills, there was, however, one problem: “Ah, damn.” [The Absolute Dweller cannot leave the dwelling space.] That’s right, the inability to step outside the home.

The greatest martial artist on the continent and the supreme Martial Emperor who unified the martial world—Soohyeok. He had achieved everything, yet a lingering emptiness in his heart remained unfulfilled by his yearning for family… In the end, he crossed dimensions using the power of sorcery, but what lay before his eyes was— “…I was in a coma for five years in a hospital!?” And what’s with this system window floating in front of me!? “Black Mountain Hermit, you big-mouthed bastard! You said you’d send me back to my world! Why the hell is everything so messed up!?” During the five years he lay unconscious, his family had been struggling to pay his hospital bills… “For my family’s sake, I need to make money—fast and a lot of it.” The strongest Martial God of the Hwan Continent, Soohyeok! Now Awakened, he begins his journey to level up.

When Arthur, a man crushed under the weight of failure, takes his last breath beside a forgotten city sidewalk, his life doesn't end. It rewinds. Moments before death, Arthur is thrust back into his five-year-old body — into the small home where dreams were drawn in crayon and promises were made between spoonfuls of soup. But now, the man inside the child remembers everything: the lies he told, the dreams he abandoned, the parents he couldn't save. Given a second chance — or perhaps cursed with it — Arthur must navigate childhood again, this time carrying the full grief and knowledge of his lost adult life. But can broken promises be mended with smaller hands? Can a heart weighed down by failure ever feel light again? And if fate gave him this gift... what does it want in return? A haunting, poetic journey through time, memory, and redemption — Ashes of a Promise explores what it truly means to go back, when you already know how the story ends.

The world’s greatest martial family, the Suhngmu Lee Family. For the illegitimate child, Lee Cheol, that place was hell. 『The Illegitimate Who Devours Weapons』 He trained harder than anyone and fought relentlessly. Yet in the end, he met a miserable death… At that moment, with his final breath, a miracle arrived. ‘I want to become stronger. I never want to live like that again!’ With overwhelming talent and a mysterious opportunity in his grasp— The relentless ascent of a man destined for the peak begins now!

Chapter 0 "What do you want to be when you grow up, Hyun-woo?" A woman's voice. Soft. Warm. Safe. I didn't know how old I was in this memory, but I was small. Sitting on a plush rug, gripping a crayon too tightly, coloring something-a sky, maybe? The blue was smudged across the page. I looked up. She was smiling. Her face blurred, her features indistinct. But I knew. "I want to be an astronaut," I had said, beaming. She laughed. "An astronaut?" I nodded eagerly. "Or a firefighter. Or maybe an artist! But I also want to be a scientist. And a baker!" Her laughter was light, like wind chimes. "That's a lot of things, my love." "I can do all of them!" She leaned down, brushing a gentle hand over my hair. "You can be anything you want. Whatever makes you happy. Just be a good human being." I held onto those words. For years, I held onto them. Until she was gone. The memory shifted. Another voice. Deep. Familiar. "You're going to be someone great, Hyun-woo." My father. He wasn't like how he was now. His voice back then-it wasn't cold, sharp, or suffocating. It was filled with pride. "You can do anything, son." He meant it. I knew he did. Back then, he believed in me, just like she did. But then– Then she died. And everything changed.

A cynical, overworked salaryman dies in a freak accident—only to be reincarnated in the body of Shinnosuke Nohara, the infamous troublemaker from Crayon Shin-chan. But this time, things are different. Armed with his adult memories and a growing awareness that the world is more than a slapstick cartoon, he begins to unravel a reality-bending truth: this world is a simulation… and he’s not the only one reincarnated here. A dark, psychological, and existential twist on a beloved character, this story combines humor, mystery, and action as the reincarnated Shinchan tries to uncover why he was brought into this world—and how much control he truly has.

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**Synopsis** On his 42nd rebirth cycle, Edmund discovers a missing gear from his mechanical heart—embedded in the wedding ring of his mortal enemy, the Saintess Cecilia. "Dear nephew, this is how you code deicide." Uncle Joachim's biomechanical maggots scuttle across the family mausoleum's monitors, replaying his childhood crayon sketches of matricide tutorials. The Luminarium Sanctum's indulgences vending machine promotes: [Patricide Enlightenment Package - Free Parenting Guide Included] [Genocide Ascension Plan - 20% Off Limited Offer]. His system menu remains eternally stuck on surreal choices: A. Bake wedding cake with mother-in-law's ashes B. Teach your Mechanized Wolf Spirit to tell hellish jokes C. Carve divorce papers onto the Saintess' spine When Cecilia's Purification Blade pierces his chest for the seventh time, Edmund finally deciphers the childhood love letter engraved on its hilt—the same deicide blueprint he tucked into her cradle during Cycle Three. "Ill pick Option D." He crushes the strawberry-flavored virus capsule hidden in Margaret's final breath, severing Yggdrasil's umbilical cord amidst Joachim's maniacal laughter. As the reboot countdown begins, Cecilia's bloodstained wedding gown dissolves into data streams, revealing the truth: his "fated enemy" is a twin godkilling protocol written by his mother, and their endless cycles are mere glitches in the family's childcare simulator. Now Edmund stands before the sandbox clutching a pink plastic shovel, the system prompt blinking for the 10,086th time: [Choose: Godslayer / Groom / Joachim's Eternal Best Man]. Meanwhile, Cecilia's quantum womb gestates Paradox Entity-42—this time, their child might outpace the gods themselves.

Nathan York, a dedicated software developer, suddenly finds himself reborn as the notorious villain in his favorite urban fantasy novel. Faced with a grim fate that ends in ruin, Nathan must defy the odds in a world where protagonists seem blessed with endless luck. Armed with the enigmatic [Fate Disruption] system, Nathan must sabotage the hero’s rise, claim crucial opportunities, and rewrite his own destiny. Can Nathan outsmart fate itself, or is he doomed to follow the tragic path the story has already written? ******************************************************* Chapter consistency 1 Chapter / Day.

The Junior Heavenly Demon, Yeon Woon-hwi, was born without a dantian. However, through dark arts and his shitty personality— er, preternatural ability, he became the junior lord of the Heavenly Demon Cult. He was a man of many epithets: ‘Great Sorcerer of the Dark Arts’ ‘King of the Wandering Lost Souls’ But the people’s assessment of him was simple: “If he smiles, run as fast as you can. His smile is a death sentence.” “Catch his eye, for he shall provide you with lifelong protection. That is, if you can.” He was living the good life, when suddenly, he was betrayed in a coup led by the vice-lord and elders of his cult. “You seem to have forgotten what kind of person I am, Uncle. So die. All of you.” Using the holy relic of the first Heavenly Demon, he self-destructed, taking the traitors with him. And then, he opened his eyes to the most unexpected of places… “I’m in the Tang Clan? And a branch family at that?” He awoke as Tang Woon-hwi, an illegitimate son of the Nine Dragon Branch Family, a subset of the Sichuan Tang Clan. Will Woon-hwi be able to find his master, bring together his scattered followers, and rebuild the Heavenly Demon Cult?

Paavna is your average Chennai girl: middle-class, top scorer in everything except English, and a part-time life coach for her two chaos-machine brothers. Her life is simple, predictable, and occasionally interrupted by bus conductors yelling, “Oru ticket thara ma!” But even in her sea of struggles, she holds on to one secret: a hopeless crush on her classmate Aadav since first standard. Why? No idea. It’s not like he handed her a crayon or something. It just...happened. Aadav, on the other hand, is living proof that money can’t buy happiness—or therapy. Abandoned by his parents for their shiny new families, he’s been stuck with an empty mansion, two nerdy besties, and a reputation for being too cool to care. Except, he does care—especially about a certain girl who refuses to crumble under the weight of life, unlike him. But his pride won’t let him admit he likes her, so he hides it the way all boys do: by pretending she doesn’t exist. When they finally get around to addressing the awkwardness between them, it becomes clear that their feelings have always been there—buried under layers of misunderstandings. Paavna: "You know, for someone who’s so smart, you’re really bad at this ‘love’ thing." Aadav: "And for someone who aces everything, you’re really bad at reading signals." Paavna: "Signals? What signals? I’m just waiting for you to say something sensible for once!"

King Bobby has banned Crayon and his friends from hanging out with Warbler due to refusing to fight in the war which his brother wants. King Bobby wants Warbler to be with someone.

Brett has challenged Crayon and his friends to the death. He brings Bear members with him.

The Bear have sent in Xax and Whites, the Bear's last line of defense to fight Crayon and his friends.

The Bear have sent in Easeion and Melissa, two of the most elite warriors of the Bear to fight Crayon and his friends. Easeion is very upset with Crayon.

Colour King has sent in Colour Dictator to stop Crayon and his friends from supporting Challenger. Colour King demands his opinion be supported.

After the Smithsons have been defeated, Blackin announces his plans to marry Blackina and make her his queen after he takes over Colourland. Whites is the best man, Crayon and his friends fight Bear members.

“I, Tang Li, will only marry the most powerful and influential man in the world!” The powerful man, Song Boyan, was the man she was clinging onto now. The man was holding a cigarette between his fingers. He touched her chin softly. “Do you know what you are talking about?” “I want to be Mrs. Song.” Mr. Song laughed aloud. “You do like to brag. Aren’t you afraid of its consequences?” He received a kiss just as he was done talking. Her previous life was awful because she had loved the wrong man. After her rebirth, she had made a vow that she wanted to set things straight for herself. However, she had clung onto a powerful man in the end. Their marriage was rather chaotic too. “Sir, Madam has ruined the eastern wall of the manor.” “Protect her well. Don’t let her hurt herself.” “Sir, Madam said that she wants to run away from home with the young master.” Mr. Song sighed and put down the documents in his hands. “Send them to wherever they want to go. Don’t let them get lost on the way,” Mr. Song ordered.

Arc was sent to another world when he was hit by a truck. in this unfamiliar and new world, he acquired the power to protect his life in this fantasy-like world. elves,dwarves,dragonians,beast folk's and powerful mythical beings.

Hindi magsisimula ang kuwento ko sa isang "noong nakita ko siya", dahil sa totoo lang, nagsimula ito noong nakakita na ako ng kulay.

Tang Li terlahir dari hubungan yang tidak sah. Ibunya telah tiada, sedangkan ayahnya membawanya kembali pada keluarga Li hanya untuk memanfaatkannya, dan orang yang dicintainya malah menyia-nyiakannya. Setelah penderitaan panjang, tiba-tiba ia dilahirkan kembali dan menjalani kehidupan yang tak kalah mengerikan dari kehidupan sebelumnya. Apa saja penderitaan yang membuat Tang Li berubah 180 derajat di kehidupannya yang sekarang? Bisakah Tang Li membalaskan dendamnya dari kehidupannya yang dulu?

[Contenu Mature. Pas de Viol] « Il suffisait de briser une règle qu'elle n'était pas censée » Il était le mauvais garçon tatoué. Elle était la gentille fille à lunettes, et elle lui appartenait. — Lorsque Julianne Winters décide de déménager au dortoir de la réputée Université, elle a tout planifié pour pouvoir terminer ses études et quitter l'endroit. Mais son plan prend rapidement feu dès que le regard de Roman Moltenore de la dernière année se pose sur elle. Et son apparence ne crie rien d'autre que des ENNUIS. « Quelles règles ? » demanda Julianne avec un froncement de sourcils en parcourant la page. Elle était sûre de n'avoir vu aucune règle du campus mentionnée sur leur site web. # 4. Interdiction d'utiliser les téléphones portables. # 12. Les étudiants ne doivent pas se promener à l'extérieur du campus après vingt-trois heures. Plus elle lisait, plus cela devenait bizarre. Son amie tourna la page et pointa ensuite la dernière règle numéro 29. Écouter Roman Moltenore. « C'est inventé. Regarde, la dernière est même écrite au crayon. » Julianne ne pouvait pas croire que son amie du dortoir d'à côté pensait qu'elle tomberait dans le panneau. « Et pas de téléphone ? » « Il est important que tu respectes toutes les règles. Surtout le numéro vingt-neuf, » dit la fille d'un ton sérieux. « Souviens-toi de ne pas t'impliquer avec Roman. Si tu arrives à le voir, cours dans la direction opposée. Il y a une raison pour laquelle cela est écrit ici. » Avec les règles du campus, elle en vient à envoyer des lettres manuscrites à son oncle. Mais qui aurait cru que cela finirait entre les mains de quelqu'un d'autre !

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