Strongest Jojo Character

【The Ultimate Special Forces Book】The Strongest Soldier King, casting a tiger's gaze over all rivals, fought for the country, and drew his sword for the people. He would rather die standing than live kneeling, without regrets or complaints! This is a man's book! This is a story of fiery blood!

Elwin Warbringer, the cherished son of Queen Morgana in the matriarchal realm of Sunhaven, has always been adored by his powerful family. But as the only brother to four fiercely competitive sisters vying for the throne, Elwin yearns for something more than royal favoritism. Reborn into this reversed world after a tragic end in his past life, he dreams of finding a love strong enough to match his ideals. “Why is Octavia, the Hero, panting while she looks at me?” sighing Yes it’s another Gender Role Reversal Story from me. This time the setting is a magical academy. This MC isn’t afraid to try different kind’s of relationships out but is still very much a monogamist. No harem. Yandere. Some smut but mostly plot. No harem!

Four years ago, the first-ever Armageddon Class Anima appeared on Earth, destroying everything that it touched and threatening the lives of the entire world's population! But along with it came Superhumans that had the blessing of mana. They rose up to fight against the Armageddon, and leading them was the strongest Superhuman, KING. After two days and three nights of nonstop battle, KING gave his life to stop the Armageddon and give the Superhumans a fighting chance against the invading Anima, and everyone in the world remembers his good deeds and sacrifice! ... Mark was just an average Superhuman living in City A. His daily routine was skipping classes and hanging out with his only two friends while hunting for Anima in secret whenever he could. But this easy life was not going to last for long as the hidden power he sacrificed a long time ago began to awaken once more! [Initializing Superhuman System...] [Recognizing Host... Host Recognized.] [Parsing Constitution. Host Fully Healed. No Traces Of Residual Damage.] "Hello once again, Mark Vanitas. Has it already been four years?" ... Posting Schedule: Two chapters a day everyday, except days when extra chapters are posted along with the regular ones. ... Join the Discord: https://discord.gg/dqey8X95tG

The year is 2055, and the world is being ravaged by monsters born from the veil, called Daemons. The only hope of humanity standing against these monsters are the Demigods who possess Divine Blessings from the Celestials. Azrael Mortis was a gifted demigod chosen by Thanatos, the personification of death. He possessed extraordinary talent in battle and a work ethic that pushed his body to its very peak, but an unfortunate turn of events when he was only one year old left him with no God Aspect that would allow him to fight against the Daemons. Azrael was already prepared for a life where he would never be able to become the strongest due to his disability. But as a new chapter of Azrael's life opened, he was presented with an opportunity by Thanatos—one that would grant him the power he had desperately wanted, in exchange for his humanity. ... "I do not give out opportunities lightly, Azrael. I shall only present you with my hand once, and never again. Take my blade and become my Angel of Death, and in exchange, I shall give you power. All the power you ever wished for and more. Power beyond your wildest dreams. What is your answer?" "I don't care what I have to do. If I can become stronger, I would even sell you my soul." "Then may this oath be witnessed by the River Styx. From this moment forward, you shall be known as Azrael, the Angel of Death." ... Posting Schedule: Two chapters a day everyday except on days when extra chapters are posted along with regular ones. ... Leave a review if you like the novel and feel free to go crazy with the comments. I'll really appreciate it. Oh yeah, Powerstones and GT are the life-blood of novels so I'd appreciate everything you can give. ... For Extra Chapter requests, send Powerstones with a message and I'll see what I can do.

Adam White’s life was as ordinary as they come—until it wasn’t. One moment he was a high school graduate enjoying a year off, the next, he woke up in a world straight out of a game he’d been playing. Now, as Moris Secht, a noble in a fantastical land where magic and technology intertwine, Adam finds himself navigating a society unlike anything he’s ever known. But life as a “background character” isn’t as simple as it seems, and Adam soon discovers that blending in might be harder than standing out.

Tiara was killed in the real world and then reincarnated to live in the body of a noblewoman in the novel she read named Claudia Ambelynn. When she lived in the novel world, she was reunited with the main protagonist who was her husband who was killed in the real world. In addition, she also met the murderer in the novel world and also played the role of the main protagonist's older brother who was known as the most cruel character. It was not that easy for Tiara to live in the novel world written by her husband. She had to carry out a mission that she had to conquer the heart of the antagonist, Duke Harry, in order to return to the real world. This made Tiara think, if she lived in Claudia's body and married Harry, then she could take revenge on the murderer who killed her husband in the real world. The way to do that, she would try everything so that Harry would really fall in love with her. She was forced to cancel her engagement with Duke Harris in order to take revenge on Duke Harry. How did Claudia succeed in conquering Duke Harry's heart?

“Alchemy, the art of transforming reality itself.” – Cyril Gentry In the world of Elden Online, a cutting-edge VRMMORPG, players are granted the chance to transcend the limits of reality. When the Alchemy Reforged expansion is launched, it brings an entirely new class: Alchemist — a class deemed weak by many. But for Cyril Gentry, a former pro-gamer turned recluse, this is more than just a game. Entering the virtual world at the start of the expansion, Cyril awakens the Alchemist class — but with a twist. He discovers the Grandmaster’s Codex, a legendary manual that shatters the system’s boundaries, granting him the power to transmute and craft without limits. Soon, Cyril’s alchemy evolves beyond simple potions and elixirs. He can craft sentient homunculi, manipulate time, and even rewrite the laws of the game world itself. His creations become legends in their own right, and powerful guilds, factions, and shadowy organizations take notice. As the line between virtual and reality blurs, Cyril must master his alchemy not just to conquer the game, but to survive the dark conspiracy lurking within the game's developers — and prevent chaos from consuming both worlds. With the Primordial Philosopher’s Stone said to lie within his reach, will Cyril rise as the ultimate alchemist, or will the game’s deepest secrets pull him into a world of madness? [Tags] #Alchemy #Grandmaster #RealityBending #GameConspiracy #Homunculi #InfiniteEvolution

“You’ve been researching for years with nothing to show for it. Why not try something else?” Samia’s tone was sharp, but there was a thread of concern beneath it as she leaned against the doorframe. The room smelled faintly of sterilizing agents, and the rhythmic clicking of keys filled the silence. Dr. Elias didn’t respond immediately. Dressed in his lab coat, he stared at the screen with unwavering focus, his fingers flying over the keyboard. When he finally turned to her, a slow, almost unsettling smile spread across his face. For a moment, he looked like any other scientist lost in his work—until he blinked. The motion was unnatural, his eyelids sliding horizontally across his eyes like a lizard’s. “Samia,” he said, his voice calm but electric with excitement, “I’ve figured it out. This time, it will work.” She opened her mouth to respond, but he was already on his feet, moving past her with an urgency that demanded she follow. They made their way through the sterile corridors of the facility, the fluorescent lights overhead casting a cold glow on the walls. The reinforced chamber was a stark contrast to the rest of the building. Thick steel doors hissed as they opened, and the hum of machinery grew louder as they stepped inside. In the center of the room stood a massive contraption—a web of wires, tubes, and blinking monitors surrounding a sleek, cylindrical core. “What is it this time?” Samia asked, her arms crossed tightly against her chest. Dr. Elias didn’t answer. Instead, he moved with practiced precision, attaching cables and adjusting dials. The air felt heavier here, charged with the anticipation of something monumental—or catastrophic. “Get your goggles,” he said at last, stepping behind the protective glass. He tapped the side of his goggles, the lenses catching the faint blue glow of the machine. Samia hesitated. She had seen him fail before. Years of promises and miscalculations had made her wary, but there was something different in his demeanor this time—something unsettlingly confident. Reluctantly, she turned and jogged back to the lab to retrieve her goggles. The first explosion hit when she was halfway down the hall. The floor bucked beneath her, and she stumbled, her heart leaping into her throat. A deep, resonating boom echoed through the building, followed by a blaring alarm. “Dr. Elias!” she shouted, spinning around. Smoke and dust billowed toward her, and the acrid scent of burning wires filled the air. Part of the ceiling had collapsed, cutting off her path back to the reinforced chamber. And then she saw it. Through the swirling haze, a glowing orb hovered in the wreckage, pulsating with a light that seemed alive. It started small, no bigger than her fist, but it was growing—expanding with an eerie, deliberate rhythm. The hum it emitted was low and bone-deep, vibrating through the air and into her chest. “No, no, no,” she muttered, backing away. Every instinct screamed at her to run. She turned and bolted for the exit, her shoes skidding on the slick floor as she raced against the inevitable. She had barely reached the stairwell when a second explosion ripped through the building. The force of it threw her forward, and she hit the ground hard. Her vision blurred as heat and light engulfed her. Somewhere in the distance, she heard the structure groan as it gave way entirely. Then, everything went black.

In the last years the world has faced an inflation of people who can manipulate mana, called mages. In this world, lives Akira, in a family of simple mages. He lives ignorant of everything, however an unforseen event happened, a truth has been discovered and Akira's understanding of "life" has changed. However, he still has a lot of challenges ahead.

Who is best suited to care for the son of the strongest after his father is slain by evil? His mother? That would be the case—if she were still alive. His family? He has none. The government? No, they lack the strength to protect him from the same evil and the skill to train him. His father’s greatest nemesis? The only right answer.

With every move of her hands and every batting of her lashes, Selene was able to captivate the world with her delicate beauty. She was the "Queen of Showbiz," the beloved of the Castillo family, unlike Keira, the ugly duckling of the family. It didn't matter the context or truth behind the issue, Keira was to be blamed by everyone. "Selene can do no wrong! How can such a delicate, fragile thing think ill of someone? It must be Keira who is making up lies!" "How dare you cause your sister to become sick! Receive your punishment!" Such words were a norm for Keira. The place she called home was Hell's Gate, and the people she called family were poisonous demons. Her life was filled with blame and abuse hurled by her sister's supporters. She was schemed against, attacked, and ruined to the point of no return. The last nine months of her life were the worst. Her insomnia had developed into Sporadic Fatal Insomnia, causing her to lose weight as she suffered consistent sleepless nights. At the age of 23, Keira Castillo passed away alone in her dingy apartment. Her final moments were filled with dread as she begged and prayed to whichever god was listening. "If only I had one more chance..." To her delight, she had regressed to when she was 18. 'The man you love? I'm taking him. The title 'Queen of Showbiz'? That's also mine. Everything you gained from stepping all over me, I will take. My dear Selene, I will play you in the palms of my hands and live my life the way I was supposed to.'

Amidst the eerie silence of an unfamiliar hall, a cacophony of confused voices rose, mingling in a chorus of bewilderment. "Where are we?" "What happened?" "I thought I died!" Each utterance hung in the air, a testament to the collective disbelief gripping the room. As the haze of confusion lifted, disjointed memories surfaced, fragments of lives cut short by tragedy. "I remember... I was stabbed..." ventured one voice, echoed by another's affirmation of a similar fate. "I... I died in a plane crash," muttered a third, only to be met with a stunned agreement from a fellow survivor. Amidst the chaos of bewildered voices, one man stood apart, his expression a mask of contemplation amidst the turmoil. As his companions recounted their brushes with death, his mind churned with questions, each more confounding than the last. "I got shot... I remember it vividly," he murmured to himself, his voice barely audible above the din. "So how am I still here?" The enigma of their shared resurrection gnawed at him, compelling him to seek answers in the depths of his memories. With each revelation of a paired demise—a male and female, bound by the same tragic fate—a flicker of recognition ignited within him. "This... this seems familiar," he mused, the pieces of a puzzle slowly coalescing in his mind. But the picture remained incomplete, obscured by the fog of uncertainty that shrouded their surroundings. As the words "pairs, pairs, pairs" echoed in his mind like a cryptic mantra, a sudden realization struck him with the force of a revelation. "It can't be... don't tell me..." he whispered, his voice trembling with disbelief. With a sense of urgency, he began to scan his surroundings, searching for any sign or clue that could confirm his suspicions. Then, as if guided by an unseen force, his gaze shifted upwards, and there, bathed in an ethereal light, stood an angelic figure with golden apparel, its gaze fixed upon him with a warm smile. The sight took his breath away, filling him with a mixture of awe and trepidation. The man's heart raced as faced a real angel, his mind struggling to comprehend the surreal encounter unfolding before him. The angel's words, spoken with an air of amusement, only deepened the enigma shrouding their meeting. "I never expected anyone to notice me," the angel remarked, a hint of playfulness in its voice. "I was concealing my presence to let everyone fully calm down, but to think someone noticed me. Just who are you?" Ethan's disbelief and confusion intensified at the angel's question. "Eh... Ethan Rivers," he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. As Aurelia, the angel, finally revealed himself to the bewildered assembly, a hush fell over the room, each soul drawn in by his radiant presence and commanding aura. Ethan's gaze lingered on Aurelia. "Greetings, lost souls," Aurelia declared, his voice resonating with a majestic power that seemed to fill the very air around them. "I am Aurelia, and I shall be your guide to your new life." As Aurelia extended his arms in a gesture of welcome, Ethan felt a surge of rage and hesitation, "This it bad, really bad."

With worlds merging together, people were sent to other worlds called Travelers. It's finally my turn! But what I really want is a girlfriend! Why did my other selves succeed? Some even have a threesome relationship! But I'm still alone... [Crying.jpg] (For information I don't plan on stopping my other story at all.)

A life of hard work and sacrifice was all he knew, his old world was plagued by dimensional fractures that unleashed monsters upon the land but he was just a normal man. For nineteen years, he devoted himself to mastering an impossibly difficult game, unfortunately as he was about to retire, his life ended, but death was not the end; he was thrown in an unfamiliar world, reincarnated into the body of his in-game character, a formidable being shaped by years of hard work. His soul, carrying the wisdom and fragmented memories of a life well-lived, now fuses with the identity and memories of his character, creating something new altogether.

In a world where the fates of heroes intertwine in epic battles, the salvation of kingdoms, and the struggle against darkness, there are those who remain in the shadows. They do not lead armies, defeat powerful foes, or earn eternal glory. Their names never make it into chronicles, and their destinies seem insignificant against the backdrop of great events. The protagonist of this story is an ordinary supporting character. He possesses neither legendary strength nor a destined fate. His role is to be part of the background—one who aids heroes on their journey or becomes their incidental victim. But what if the world suddenly decides that even in the shadows, there is room for struggle, choice, and dreams? Glumer unexpectedly finds himself in a mystical realm of dreams that has only recently appeared. No one knows its origin. The only thing certain is that it offers various trials, and with each successful challenge, a person gains the experience they acquired in the process. Will this help change Glumer's "supporting" fate, or is he doomed to remain just a small detail in someone else's grand story forever?

Basil was a hardcore gamer, a legend among players, who conquered the toughest game ever created—not once, but five times. He knew every twist, secret, and tragedy the game held. But when he wakes up in the body of Leon Alaric, the most despised character in the game’s story, his life takes a turn no gamer could ever prepare for. Leon Alaric, the disgraceful heir to the most powerful family in the world, is known for his despicable behavior: a bully, a gambler, and an alcoholic. But the worst of his crimes? His actions led to the death of Aria, the beautiful and kind maid adored by players. Her tragic fate triggered Leon's downfall, as even his father—the strongest man on Earth—disowned and executed him to salvage the family’s honor. Now, with Basil trapped in Leon's body, he must navigate a treacherous world where enemies lurk within and outside his family. Armed with his extensive knowledge of the game and a mysterious system that grants him unique powers, Leon vows to rewrite his fate. But redemption won’t come easy. Can Leon heal the scars he caused, protect Aria, and earn the trust of those who despise him? Will he uncover the secrets of his half-dragon lineage and rise to surpass even his father? Or will he succumb to the same tragic destiny? Don't forget to give gifts and power stones for supporting this novel.

"Know nothing. See nothing. Be nothing. Forget everything that you think you know of this reality where you now exist. Only then can the Nilverse fulfill its purpose to you." CK may be the honorable salutatorian, but this does not stop the Institute of the Nonaphrontistery from putting her on trial and accusing her of unethical practices to accomplish her thesis. The people once believed this would be the most difficult aspect of CK's life as a wordsmith, but the outcome of the trial was only a prelude of what was to come. And this is true; for what reason should one limit themselves to a single world when the Empire spans across worlds in the Vast Expansion? This is a place where fairytales are the cornerstone of a noble's society; where systems answer the call of the ambitious but not call them special. This is a place where only a single empire conquers all, and where a page of history is questioned in the era of peace. This place is not a story, but a journey that begins with a trial before Knowledge herself. Come, bear witness, and applaud the recital that is about to unfold! *** Prologue: The introductory volume. Students are meant to be nurtured and sheltered by the schools that took responsibility. But when the school has turned against one of their own, shall this be the sign of the student's downfall? To CK, probably not. It does make an excuse to do things she wasn't allowed before, though.

To Be Continued; drafts are available. Time: Mid February. Reason for the Pause: Too busy. __________ After being struck by a crazed driver, Eden found himself reincarnated into another world as the last heir of one of the three most powerful clans. Immediately after birth, he was declared a powerful god known as 'Doom'. However, he soon realized that he had been reborn into a world from a novel he had never read, only seen advertised. In this world, evil souls and exorcists existed in secret, hidden from the citizens who lived in ignorance of their presence. Exorcists were born to rid the world of evil souls, maintaining the balance of the world. Eden was born with the power of Doom, and his eyes were meant to be covered at all costs, for anything they gazed upon would meet its demise. Determined to control his power, Eden struggled but failed. Everything changed when the inevitable finally arrived... [Ding! You have obtained the Doom system] A system that shall create the pact for him to tame his power and successfully defeat the evil souls. [Special ability! Host has the special eyes of doom from birth] [Ding! Reversing weak aura into......] ___________ LOD will never be dropped!

Time itself unravels, its threads twisting into a disorienting knot around a young man. The mundane rhythms of his life become a haunting refrain, each day a ghostly reflection of the last. He is adrift in a sea of fragmented memories and unspoken tensions, searching for a way out of the deepening twilight of his own fractured reality. This is a story of shadows and secrets, where the past refuses to let go and the future remains shrouded in an unsettling mystery. i will be posting this story in royalroad.com soon as possible. i change the title a little bit, "nameless side Character"

When something is filled to the brim, it is common knowledge that it has hit its capacity – nothing else can go in without the risk of overflowing. But that's not the case for celestial beings, who have nothing inside them but greed for power and fame amongst themselves. So, this brings the question... What happens when your own God gets greedy? What happens, when the one you pray to every night... betrays you, and your world? A young man living in Seattle found himself asking this very question when he was abruptly thrown into a strange mix of strangers – a place which, frankly, he didn't belong to. Can he even begin to compare to these beasts, or will he remain weak and frail, like a worthless background character? Will he ever be able to catch up to the main characters? This is the story of that man... and his will to defy the expectations.

Was the past truly worth pursuing if it held no meaning beyond curiosity? Maxwell was given a second chance, but would he learn from his past or make the same mistakes again? His past remains a blur—nothing more than fragments of memories, but is it truly more important than the life he has now? With the companionship of his monster pet, Gladiolus, and his master Sidgroth’s guidance, Maxwell will soon learn that this world is just as ruthless as the one that betrayed him. (This novel happens alongside my other novel, Welcoming the Chaos, in other words both of the novels happen at the same time)

Oh welcome this is a same old story, There was a loser guy, who get betryaed by everyone in his life in one god damn night for some reason. I mean what can be odds for that to happen, right? Anyway as one can guess it's brain dead plot, logic being urban legend, while grammer is murdered left and right. Still in such world, that loser would get some op power because of course he do and then start face slapping hugging all kinds of beauty's, well you know the drill. So such loser protagonist is "Shut up you dumb voice, You arw loser, Your whole family is loser, Just do what you are told to do like a slave, Don't add extra stuff." As you can see it would be not so cliché, but cliché novel.

In the world of the heavens, there are an elite few in history who transcend the word "genius." They rise through the ranks of cultivation with unparalleled speed, perform feats that defy common sense on a regular basis, and generally educate all who cross their path on just what it means for the difference between two cultivators to be as the difference between heaven and earth. This…is NOT their story. Xu Zuhui has never been considered a genius, or particularly talented, though no one would call him a failure either—no small feat in the cutthroat world of VRMMOs, the dominant form of entertainment on a dying Earth. Indeed, he is one of the lucky few to escape the terrible, ruined real world by uploading to a persistent virtual world based on the world of Cultivation. But though his new body and new life comes with substantial perks, he will soon discover there are substantial risks as well. He’s far from the only strong talent in this new world, and few such people are happy to welcome more into their ranks. In what was supposed to be a virtual world, Xu Zuhui will soon find that the stakes he’s fighting for are very real…and he’ll have to become very strong indeed to survive the events the real hero of this world will inevitably drag him into. Updates daily at 8 AM EST!

I woke up in an unfamiliar world, inside a body that wasn’t mine. I mean. A realm brimming with magic, dragons, and every fantastical creature I had only dreamed of. Yeah, no big deal, right? At first, I tried to live as normally as possible in this strange new world—*you know, just blend in*—but then, after a life-changing event (read if you wanna know), it hit me: this wasn’t just any random world. Nope. It was *the world*. The one I had created in the novel I had been writing back on Earth. How fun is that? I’m now living in the very thing I’d written. And to make it even more interesting? I’m a character who wasn’t supposed to exist. My arrival has already started shaking up the plotline like a snow globe, and I’m over here trying to figure out where the heck to even start. So, where do I go from here? Hi guys this is the updated and revised version from the web novel cause I lost access to that account, a lot of things and characters are altered or changed, and Im sorry for the long hiatus.

"Hello, my name is Zed. On my way to my job at my neighborhood dojo, I was struck by lightning and got reincarnated into a world of magic. Follow me as I train, fight, and kill my way to the top.

He returned with a vigorous presence, equipped with a Heaven-reaching Innate Ability. He could heal, tell fortunes, refine medicines, set formations, and refine talismans… "There's nothing in this world that I can't do!" — Shen Feng.

Ray was an ordinary college student; his life a rollercoaster of emotions. Despite getting into his first choice school, he was struggling financially due to the lack of support from his parents and had to work his ass off to make a living. However, it wasn't all doom and gloom as he always had his sister by his side, helping him the best she could. One cold winter evening, returning back to his dorm on foot, he accidentally gets ran over by a car while reading a novel his sister had recommended him. "The Princess of Ribaltha", a love story about a princess and a commoner. Out of all the possible characters he could have reincarnated as, he woke up in the body of Cain Détesté, a shitty side character who not only was human scum, but also got killed off very early on in the novel. Now, in possession of great wealth, Ray wishes to indulge in it and live a bum's life. Will Ray be able to avoid an early death and live his dream life, reincarnated in this fantasy world?