Technical Support

A loner boy, who’s always loved escaping into his RPG world, suddenly finds himself living as one of his game characters. But instead of becoming his favored fighter, he’s in the body of his second avatar—a support mage! Though he’s used to playing both roles, being the mage in real life is a whole new challenge. Now he must rely on his knowledge and skills to navigate this unfamiliar reality and survive as the game's "support." "Since Webnovel doesn't have a Gender Bender tag, this is a Gender Bender novel."

Reincarnation is a thing that our MC has read and seen for a long time. And because of that, though he was surprised he had managed to adjust to his new situation quite remarkably. Being the only son of a Baron helped as though it isn't much he is still technically a noble and his family held some land and power over it. But it soon changed when a screen appeared in front of him. [Greed System has been activated] When he heard those words he was shocked as this laid the foundation for his future actions as he would use the system to rise through the ranks of the world. A/N: This is a practice fanfiction since I wanted to give it a try. Image used for cover does not belong to me.

"A path is a rope. A purpose is a prison. I would rather be lost than led.” Earth is dying. Three years ago, the Shattering tore open reality, vanishing a third of humanity and bleeding Rifts into ruined cities. Everyone has awakened "Resonances" – soul-deep powers. Except Invia. Trapped on a monster-ravaged Earth, he’s cursed to analyze battles he can’t join. That changes when a Chaos beast attacks his home and he awakens a power that defies all rules. Time freezes, reality scars, and he’s hurled into Collendrum by a mysterious girl. Here, Invia awakens to a mysterious System branding him with “?” Resonance. Arriving three years after other refugees, he’s isolated in a world that’s moved on without him, armed only with his father’s strange silver necklace and an analytical mind. What to expect: - An Analytical & Obsessive MC - Obsessive Progression - A Philosophical Journey - Unique Powers & A LitRPG-Lite System - Detailed, Technical Combat - A Deepening Mystery Across Two Worlds - No NPC Side Characters Release Schedule: On release, a chapter a day for the first week. Then 4x a week (Mon-Thu)

He was supposed to live a quiet life. Elias Clarke is a recessive omega… technically. His heats are rare, his hormones are mild, and his genetic profile is so muted that he could pass for beta. That’s fine with him. At 27, he is halfway through his PhD, teaches engineering part-time, and enjoys the kind of anonymity that keeps him away from the political games of those born with true divine potential. But when his best friend and roommate, Ruoxi Numen, disappears without a trace, Elias becomes the only one asking questions no one wants to answer. Her family, descended from the last god born three hundred years ago, calls it a “private matter.” Her apartment remains untouched, with her jewelry, tablet, and expensive shoes near the door. Then Victor Numen, her older brother who was crippled in a divine accident, reappears in public. Smiling. Watching Elias too closely. Something happened to Ruoxi. And Elias might be the only person who can figure out what.

For every supporting female character who never realized her dreams, fulfill their wishes. Earn Points, and fulfill your own wishes. Who says supporting characters must always be stepping stones? Supporting females need not become a protagonist, but they can quietly watch from the sidelines.

New book "Quick Transmigration Crushing Strategy: My Lord, Intensely Pampering." "Empress's Daily Face Slapping" and "Excessively Pampering the Toxic Wife: Mama Plans to Overthrow" are completed! [Apocalypse female reborn into cultivation, PK transmigrated evil secondary female character] With her parents murdered, her fiancé's betrayal, and her only brother's superpower disabled, Fang Yuxin fell from being a top wealthy beauty to a miserable cannon fodder! Only after her accidental rebirth, just before the apocalypse, did she realize that her deeply hated illegitimate younger sister was actually a transmigrator! The Jade bracelet stolen in her former life was actually a Cultivator's Spirit Mansion Space! She was determined to slap the face of the transmigrated girl with a gaming upgrade system and step on the ambitious man carrying the Dimension Trading Device! Hold on! Since when did she have such a grown son? PS: A thrilling tale of crushing trash, upgrading, and raising buns, where the heroine is neither mean nor saintly. Completed works: "Apocalypse's Cunning Merchant," "Apocalypse Foodie System," "Noble Cunning Merchant," "Cultivation of the Ultimate Femme Fatale."

They called him useless. No flashy spells. No sword skills. Just a quiet support mage who healed wounds, cleansed curses, and buffered stats from the back lines. For five long years, Caelum Thorne served the Hero’s party, patching their bodies, shielding their minds, and bending his own soul to keep the arrogant Hero and his chosen companions alive. But when they finally entered the Demon Lord’s domain, they left him behind. Literally. Wounded. Drained. Alone. Caelum died that day. Or so the world thought. But something ancient in the depths of that ruin answered his final, whispered plea. A forgotten relic, half-god, half-grimoire, merged with his broken body and gave birth to something new. Not a hero. Not a villain. A curseweaver. A soulbinder. A Support Mage no longer bound by support alone. Now reborn with forbidden magic and the memories of betrayal etched deep into his veins, Caelum enters the Arcane Frontier under a false identity. There, amidst the shattered hierarchy of a corrupt mage academy and a looming war between kingdoms, he plots his quiet return, not for revenge, but to reshape what it means to be strong. Because the world forgot the value of the ones who stand behind heroes. And this time, Caelum doesn’t intend to stand behind anyone.

Kara's life is turned upside down when her mom uproots her from Los Angeles to Monowi, a tiny, mysterious town in the middle of nowhere, all because of yet another boyfriend. Monowi isn’t just strange because it’s quiet and remote. Kara begins having recurring nightmares, and as she uncovers the town’s secrets, she starts to suspect werewolves might be real. But no one believes her, leaving her feeling trapped between her imagination and reality. To make things even more complicated, her mom’s boyfriend has super-hot sons, especially Rox, who’s technically her stepbrother but seems way too magnetic for her to ignore. As the town’s mysteries unravel and her relationship with Rox grows increasingly tangled, Kara discovers she might play a much bigger role in Monowi’s dark history than she ever imagined. Who knows, she might even be a queen. Crazy, right?

So to begin, this is technically a skyrim fanfic. Why isn't it in the fan-fics then? Simple! It's based on a game and I don't feel that counts as a fan-fic. Second, I've read like a few skyrim stories here lately. I liked them, as a bethesda fan boy... Well, now I need to take a crack at it. I literally start a new game of skyrim every new year. Its my tradition, so I felt I had to do this. If its bad, ah well. If its good, GREAT! Overall though, I feel we need more skyrim based stories or fan-fics. It has the perfect setting for the transmigration genre. Now read at your own risk.

Note: This is an original story written by TIGR4, not a translation of a novel. Just adding this line to avoid misunderstandings since the title sounds very Chinese... which is intentional. ================================ An avid Xianxia reader suddenly has his dream come true—he wakes up in a world of cultivation. The only problem? Maybe it wasn’t really his dream after all. Now, faced with the daunting reality of countless cultivation realms to climb, countless worlds to ascend through, and countless arrogant young masters to deal with, despair begins to settle in. Fortunately, a glimmer of hope appears amidst the chaos: a mysterious system that could change everything. Armed with elders, ancestors, and a sect leader—who are all actually his own avatars—he no longer feels completely overwhelmed. “At least I don't have to do it all alone… well, technically, I do. They're just avatars, after all.” ------------------------------------------------ Notes: - This story initially had a harem tag, as I wasn't sure whether that possibility might come up and decided to leave it open. However, as the plot has progressed, I now believe that such a scenario is highly unlikely, so I've removed the tag. Of course, I can’t predict the future — it’s possible the main character could enter a second relationship at some very distant point, but again, that seems extremely unlikely. So far, there hasn't been even a hint of a second relationship, and the current one makes it seem nearly impossible for that to happen. - The avatars are directly controlled by the MC, like multiple bodies sharing the same mind. - Despite the MC’s multiple bodies, only his main body will be involved in any romance. - As for the update schedule: I try to release chapters daily, occasionally taking one or two days off per week. Standard update time is around 12 AM (New York time), but this can vary. - If you enjoy the story, please consider leaving a review! And for those interested, you can support me on Patreon and read ahead.  Bye! ---------------------------------- Advanced Chapters on Patreon: patreon.com/TIGR4

In the year 2099, Artificial Intelligence has silently taken over the world. Unbeknownst to humans, everyone is trapped in a vast virtual reality system. People live their lives thinking it’s real, while in reality, they lie unconscious in deep sleep chambers. But one boy — Ishan — awakens due to a technical glitch. What he sees is beyond imagination. The world is no longer ruled by humans… it’s ruled by machines. Can Ishan break the system and free humanity, or will he become another forgotten glitch in the matrix?

In an era where humanity has long conquered the stars, a girl with a restless heart yearns for more than the predictable comforts of galactic life—she wants to explore the cosmos for herself. But her dream is torn apart when she’s stranded on a forgotten planet, a dumping ground for criminals with no way out. Left to rot among the desperate and the damned, she stumbles upon a strange machine buried in the scrap heap of discarded tools by higher classed planets—one that fuses with her psyche and grants her access to a system unlike anything in known space. It doesn’t just guide her. It evolves with her. It builds. It changes everything. Now she’s on the run, pursued by the relentless interstellar police who want back what she stole. But with each escape, each discovery, and each battle, she pushes further into the unknown, reshaping the wreckage of the past into something new. Blending the inventive spirit of technical progression with the high-octane energy of cinematic battles, this is a story of survival, rebellion, and rebuilding—one shattered world at a time.

Her brain said 'SLAY'. Her life said "You wish"... Ciel Blythe just wanted a ✨cute✨ high school experience. Y'know—daydream-worthy chaos, mild enemies-to-lovers tension, and maybe one (1) sexy academic rival. Instead? She gets: A cursed second day. A mochi-related war crime. Accidental harem formation. Emotional support disasters clinging to her like glitter on trauma. And an existential crisis with extra homework. The universe handed her main character energy, then said, “Good luck, dumbass.” Now she’s spiraling through a high school life where every day feels like season finale cliffhanger energy, and survival isn’t guaranteed—emotionally or academically. A future full of almost-romance, actual chaos, and questionable decisions looms ahead. She wanted a harem. She got a malfunctioning one. She wanted attention. Now even the janitor knows her by name. She wanted to live her best life. Will she survive the semester? Graduate with dignity? Keep her sanity intact? Unlikely. But hey... things are finally taking a turn for the better. Probably. Maybe. Hopefully?? ...Right?

You’ve heard of the knight in shining armor. But who’s the one maintaining that shine? You’ve heard of the elf archer’s deadly precision. But who’s the one replenishing the quiver? You’ve heard of the rogue’s stealth. But who’s the one keeping the daggers sharp? Everyone’s heard of the legendary Talos Party and their countless successful quests—but no one ever mentions the one holding everything together. That would be me: Velara, the Support Healer.

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Elian Reyes thought graduating college would open doors. Instead, it slammed them shut—one job rejection at a time. No experience. No referrals. No connections. Just a computer science degree and a plastic folder full of fading hope. Until one day… [ Ding! ] [ System Activated. ] [Mission Complete: Assist a Street Vendor. ] [ Reward: 5 Years of Experience as a .NET Developer. ] Wait, what? Suddenly, Elian could debug code he hadn’t written, explain complex architectures on the spot, and breeze through technical interviews like a seasoned pro. One small task, one absurd pop-up—and his entire life began to change. This isn’t a game. There’s no tutorial. No one else has this system. And the missions? They're tied to real-world challenges—helping people, surviving jobs, pushing past limits.

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After dying a random death, Creed is reborn into a world filled with monsters, adventurers, and magic. And he has a strange ability: Absolute Biological Control which helps him manipulate everything about his own body, including, but not limited to: unlimited mana regeneration and immortality. There's just one problem, though: he can't deal any damage. In fact, his attacks do the exact opposite: it heals. Anything. Because adventuring is the only work people like him can do in that world, Creed decides to enter the decrepit Ardainian Lodge. Joined by a gluttonous, mysterious child with a wide knowledge of alchemy and a grumpy teenager with OP abilities but low HP, the trio travels across Midgaia to do various commissions, ranging from simple fetch quests to destroying an entire country. However, the more he gets entangled with the strange world he was reborn into, the more he discovers there is more to everything than meets the eye. Vanishing gods. Ley lines going haywire. Monsters running amok. One, that is connected heavily to how and why he died in the first place. Why nine years of his memory were gone. And why, the most ancient forces in that world, are out to get a no-damage adventurer like him. Is he truly the hero? A mere pawn in the gods' games? Or the primordial evil prophesied thousands of years ago? I'M A SUPPORT, BUT I CAN DESTROY THE WORLD

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I finally realized it, we- no I am a worthless speck of dust in the vast universe... And I realized this too late, Or did I? Hello, anyone who is reading this, I am new to writing and, will just put random thoughts that come to mind, So please don't go trying to kill me because I was bad at writing. And also, technically I'm still a kid

Tang Yue inexplicably became a female supporting character in an old-style xianxia (immortal cultivation) novel. She discovered that not only did she lack a cheat or golden finger, but there was also a ring embedded in her chest — one that could take her life at any moment. The ring: Only by working hard to become more beautiful can you stay alive! After eight years of intense cultivation, Tang Yue finally achieved a life-saving level of beauty. Then she heard the latest rumor: “Chu Tianshu is truly irresistible. I heard the city lord’s youngest daughter is trying to attract his attention by...”

"Ding! You just died from a fish bone stuck in your throat. Would you like to bind to the system?" Original Title: 快穿之女配要逆天改命 Author: 张家书迷一枚

Synopsis: Noa Aizawa, a communication arts student with an overly critical brain and sarcastic mouth, gets a rare opportunity to intern at a national TV station as an assistant to a documentary crew Dream? Maybe, But not if she has to work with Ren Kurosawa They are paired as an intern crew at a national TV station. At first awkward Then absurd, Then sensual and have to face technical misunderstandings, sharing rooms. This is not love on location but this is professional horny confusion, Overcoming differences in work style, personality, and absurd interests that are increasingly unstoppable with the background of the absurd television world

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Shen QingShu, 22, died in an accident. His biggest regret before his death was that he’d been single all his life. He obviously wasn’t a monk, but he’d never eaten meat. Then, when he opened his eyes, he saw a handsome, self-assured man standing before him. The handsome man parted his thin lips slightly and asked, “Wanna have a one-night stand?” Shen QingShu didn’t hesitate at all. “Let’s do it! Twice!” The next morning, Shen QingShu woke up aching all over. Only then did he discover he’d transmigrated into a book. The handsome guy beside him who’d gone two rounds with him was the protagonist gong, Han Cheng, the second son of the Han Group. And the original owner of this body was just a disliked, death-seeking cannon fodder. Shen QingShu: …Well, this is f*cking awkward. But Shen QingShu didn’t panic. Anyway, he was just a cannon fodder. He figured they’d part in a few days He knew he was a tool man, a character who only existed to develop the plot. -Half a year later- Shen QingShu looked at the man next to him and wondered: It’s been more than six months. Why hasn’t he left already? Until the day he saw the protagonist shou and Han Cheng meet by accident. Tool man Shen QingShu immediately felt the call of duty. Eyes shining, he prepared to push the plot forward. “Don’t come looking for me in the future.” Shen QingShu was extremely self-aware. Han Cheng was shocked. “Why? Do you have feelings for someone else? Who is it?” Shen QingShu: … Darling, this reaction isn’t quite right. “I don’t accept this,” Han Cheng said, furious. “One day as husband and wife means a hundred days of grace. Can you even calculate how much grace we have?” Shen QingShu: … No, wait, what are you talking about? It’s not like I’m your wife. I’m just a tool man, and it’s time for me to go offline! However, Shen QingShu found that not only did the protagonist gong refuse to let him go offline, he was going to make him his bride! Shen QingShu: I’m crying. By Lin Ang Si

All he wanted was a working printer... and now he’s the Eternal Lord of Chaos. Yuan Lin, a depressed IT support technician, clicks on a strange pop-up out of sheer boredom—only to find himself crowned as the returning overlord of a demonic chat group from another dimension. The catch? They think he's the legendary dark lord they've been waiting ten thousand years for. Armed with nothing but sarcasm, technical knowledge, and a dangerously empty soul, Yuan begins the biggest bluff of his life. But as the system starts rewarding him with real power… he may become the very monster he's pretending to be.

I used to be a 30-something IT administrator. Single. No clue about women. Technically sharp, socially not so much. Then I died. Somehow. (It was probably stupid. Don’t ask.) Now? I’ve been reborn in a primitive fantasy world as a girl. Not a badass warrior. Not a magical prodigy. Just… a really cute farmer’s daughter with an unusually high IQ, a growing existential crisis, and zero say in any of it. Also: no goddess, no system, no cheat. Just me, my memories, and some ridiculous baby reflexes. Oh, and did I mention this world has a super clunky magic system built around runes, vectors, and mana circuits? Guess who’s about to debug magic. This is a story about struggling with identity, building from scratch, and rewriting the rules—one awkward moment at a time. Author’s Note: This is my second story, written as a side project whenever I'm stuck with my main novel Shard of Possibilities. If you enjoy it, please leave lots of comments, critiques, and suggestions — they help a ton and keep me motivated. Thanks for reading!

In the sacred kingdom of Elysera, under a sky blessed by twin suns and songs of angels, the Great Holy Ritual of Summoning was finally completed. A blinding pillar of light exploded at the center of the Grand Cathedral. The High Saintess Seraphiel, a woman of divine beauty and infinite patience, stepped forward with grace. Beside her stood the Female Chosen One, a young warrior with a silver sword and an expression sharp enough to cut demons. The light faded, revealing their long-awaited savior. The Male Chosen One. But what emerged from the divine light… was not what they expected. A young man in ragged pajamas, holding a manga in one hand and mumbling something about “panty shots,” stood blinking in the holy chamber. "HOLY CHOSEN ONE!" Seraphiel announced, her voice echoing through the stained glass halls. "Yo," said the man, scratching his butt. "Wait, is this… an isekai? SWEET! Are there elves?" Seraphiel, maintaining her saintly calm, bowed slightly. "Brave one, your destiny is to defeat the Demon King and save our world—" Before she could finish, the Male Chosen One turned and locked eyes with the Female Chosen One. Then—without hesitation—he lunged forward and tried to lift her skirt. Time seemed to slow. A hush fell across the cathedral. SLAP! The sound echoed like divine thunder. THWACK! A well-aimed kick launched the pervert into a stained glass window featuring the image of a benevolent angel. He crashed through it and landed in the holy fountain. "B-BUT THAT’S HOW IT STARTS IN THE MANGA!" he sputtered, coughing water. The Female Chosen One, glaring, muttered, “That’s the Demon King, right? We summoned the wrong guy.” Seraphiel pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed. “...Perhaps fate has a sense of humor.” And so began the chaotic journey of a very perverted "hero", a holy saintess barely holding it together, and a Female Chosen One who seriously considered joining the demon army instead.