A Silent Voice Manga Set

Haruki Arai was a dying man with a dream—ignored by the world, betrayed by his own body, and abandoned by everyone. But just as he gives up and leaps into the void, fate twists. He awakens not in heaven… but inside the world of the manga he spent his final days creating. Only—he's not the hero he designed. He's someone else. Someone… dangerous. Trapped in a fantasy realm on the brink of war, Haruki must face monsters, magic, and the haunting echoes of his past. If this world is his last shot at life—can he make it count, or will he break again? A dark isekai story about regret, rebirth, and rewriting destiny—from the ink of despair to the fire of a second chance.

Stone stele, Blood Moon, ancient school, Burning Sea... Every elusive and unpredictable world is filled with unknown dangers. Those swept up in the blood-colored vortex, can only abandon comfort, using courage and wisdom to illuminate their path forward, in order to seize a glimmer of survival!

"If you had the chance to access any manga to gain its powers, which one would you choose?" Haruto Kibou, a young manga enthusiast, is suddenly transported to Celestaris, a magical world ruled by the Goddess of the Moon, Mizuki. Guided by the elven warrior Yuna, he must face mysteries, challenges, and dangers that will test his resolve. Will he find his place in Celestaris and face the destiny that awaits him?

I moved into this house for peace. What I found was a voice — whispering beneath the floorboards. At first, I thought it was in my head. Sleep-deprived illusions, the old wood creaking. But the voice grew louder. It called my name. It told me things only I should know. It begged. It threatened. It wept. And every time I listened... I changed. As days blur into nights and reality slips through the cracks, I no longer know if I’m the only one living here. Or if the house is alive — feeding on me, molding me, watching me. This is not just a haunting. This is a descent — into the darkest parts of a mind, and a house that refuses to let go. You might hear them too, once you start reading. But be warned… The deeper you listen, the louder they become.

Khael Corzedar always felt different but waking up in another world as a side character in his favorite manga turn to anime wasn’t what he expected. Once known as Shigeo Smith, a half-Japanese, half-American high school student and passionate anime fan, he’s now reborn as a minor background character in the world of Kaen Eclipse, the manga he loved growing up. He remembers every chapter, every fight, every tragic twist. The world of Elysera runs on Shinrei, a spiritual energy powered by emotion. It is a realm where only those who open their Vein Gates can become Veinwalkers, warriors whose hearts fuel their power. The story’s hero, Kaen Suro, is a cursed orphan with uncontrollable shade Affinity. In the manga, Kaen trains at a brutal Veinwalker academy, builds powerful friendships, and eventually rises to fight the monstrous Voidborn emotion-corrupted beings of destruction. Shigeo now Khael knows how the story ends. But in this world, he’s just an extra. One of many. A background name. A side character fated to die off-screen. Or so the story was. Armed with the knowledge of the original plot and the unpredictable nature of emotions, Khael Corzedar decides to forge his own path; to live, protect, and maybe even change the fate of Kaen Suro himself. Can an extra rewrite the story of a chosen one? Or will he vanish like a shadow in the background, as fate demands?

The boardroom was a wall of glass and judgment. At exactly 8:59 AM, Arielle pushed through the doors in a sharp navy dress that clung to her like confidence had been stitched into every seam. Her heels echoed across the floor as she approached the long, polished table where half a dozen stone-faced executives sat, murmuring over papers and steaming coffee. Dominic was already seated at the head of the table. He didn't look at her. Not at first. But he felt her enter. Just like gravity feels the moon. She took her spot near the screen, placed the tablet in front of her, and exhaled slowly. "You ready?" Dominic asked quietly, his voice low, unreadable. She turned to him with a sharp smile. "Born ready." He finally met her gaze—and for a second, something flickered behind his eyes. Not approval. Not yet. But something… closer than before. "Gentlemen," Dominic said to the table. "This is Arielle Sinclair. She'll be walking you through the market projections and proposed strategy updates for Q3." One of the older men raised a brow. "Her?" Arielle didn't flinch. "Yes. Me," she said, smiling sweetly. "Try to keep up." There was a pause—half stunned, half amused—and then, silence She launched into her presentation. And she nailed it. Clear. Sharp. Confident. She wasn't just parroting facts; she owned the numbers. Her explanations were quick, her slides precise, and her delivery unapologetically fierce. For the first time, they weren't looking at her legs or her lipstick. They were looking at her mind. And Dominic? He watched every second like a man watching a match ignite in a room full of gas. At one point, their eyes locked—and she saw it. A crack in his armor. Not desire. Not annoyance. But something like… respect. And it made her stomach flip in a way no designer bag ever had. When she concluded with a succinct, "Any questions?" the room was quiet. Then, one of the board members nodded. "Well done, Miss Sinclair. Concise and well-structured." Dominic didn't say a word. But his fingers drummed once against the table. A silent approval. The meeting ended. As the board members filed out, Dominic remained seated, watching her. She turned to him slowly. "Well?" she asked. He stood, approached, and said nothing until he was directly in front of her. "You surprised them." "And you?" His gaze dropped to her lips for a split second before meeting her eyes again. "I don't surprise easily." She stepped closer. "You didn't think I could do it." "I knew you could," he said, voice dark and steady. "I just didn't know if you would." She tilted her head. "So what now?" His eyes raked over her—not with lust, but with something more dangerous. Calculating. Hungry. "Now," he said slowly, "I stop holding back." She inhaled sharply. "What does that mean?" "It means if you're staying in this game, you better be ready to lose sometimes." She licked her lips. "I never lose." He smirked—slow, wolfish. "We'll see." And he walked out first. But this time? She followed with her chin high, her stride proud, and fire crackling in her chest. She hadn't just passed the test. She'd lit the room on fire. The hallway was quiet after the boardroom storm, but Arielle's heels still echoed like a victory march. She was glowing. Not just from the adrenaline of her flawless presentation, but from something else—something hotter, deeper. The way Dominic had looked at her afterward wasn't just professional respect. It was a crack in his walls. And she intended to widen it. She pressed the button for the elevator, and just as the doors slid open, a shadow fell over her shoulder. Dominic. Of course. He stepped in beside her without a word, towering, silent, composed. The doors closed. Silence. Tension. Air that thickened with each passing floor. She stood beside him, not touching, but close enough to feel the heat rolling off his body. Close enough to catch a whiff of his cologne—clean, dark, devasta

Having died years ago, Shizune now wanders the land of the spirits. As she meets other spirits on he journey, she helps them find their peace to finally move on into the afterlife. But what is keeping her from moving on to the afterlife instead?

Althea always knew her life wasn’t a fairytale, but she didn’t expect it to turn into a comedy of errors. When her family arranges her marriage to Adrian, the golden boy of a wealthy family, she reluctantly agrees. But just days before the wedding, Adrian drops a bombshell. A series of misunderstandings, an impulsive act to maintain the Velasco family’s honor—Althea finds herself accidentally married to Maximilian. But as the chaos unfolds, they start to wonder if this accident might have been fate’s way of arranging something they never saw coming. In "Wed, Set, Go!" love and lies collide in a whirlwind of comedy, and unexpected romance.

In the tale of history and the shrouds of darkness , who was watching ?, who was calling? The Voices of the unseen watching from the rifts awaiting their time of calamity. In the Shadow of the gods and monsters , nestled between nations lies a placed not marked on any official map, A place known only to those who need it most. They call it the House of Red-Hill To the mundane, it's a charitable home for war orphans and lost children. A quiet estate just beyond the edge of the Nation of Aegis , run by a woman once hailed as the brightest mind but Red-Hill is no sanctuary . beneath its warm halls and shared meals , the children are trained in silence, secrecy, and survival. They are taught not to pray but to act, to kill , to protect. Each child is raised to not just face the monsters lurking in the shadows but to be bought , licensed, and employed by those afraid to relay on divine mercy alone. Some call it salvation, Others call it exploitation. But to the children of Red-Hill, its just home. And every night , when the rifts groan , they lie awake in their beds.... waiting for their next assignment.

Brian finds himself drawn into a journey one of a path lined with ancient mysteries, fractured truths, and a history long obscured and twisted. As veils lift and secrets unravel, he becomes entangled in forces far greater than himself. Yet through it all he starts to understand his own path. This is a story of revelation, where an already fantastical and mystic world is not what it seems.

In a world reshaped by cosmic power, Niata Sanchez is a young man haunted by a past he cannot remember. He joins the elite Guardian Program, an order of super-powered protectors, believing that strength will help him uncover the truth of his origins and the tragedy that shattered his early life. His quest for answers, however, leads him down a path of terrifying self-discovery. He soon learns that his forgotten past holds a monstrous secret, and the power he wields is tied to a nature he was never meant to have. As he battles fanatical cults and shadowy political forces, Niata is forced to confront a horrifying reality: he may not be the hero the world needs, but a weapon designed for its destruction. His greatest battle will not be for the fate of the planet, but for the humanity of his own soul.

Siren Thompson, and 18 year old boy has lived doing nothing with his life except wondering what he's wanted to do. However, when the past comes to haunt his friends and family, he's forced to make a choice that will affect the world as he knows it. He'll have to go through heart-break, loss, pain and trial and tribulation to survive this world

Kellie and Rose have been together since childhood-inseparable, yet never crossing that unspoken line between friendship and something more. In their final year of high school, as the weight of the future and separation begins to settle in, Kellie finds herself pulled between hiding her feelings and confessing them before it's too late. Rose, meanwhile, senses the tension but doesn't quite understand what's shifting between them. As new people enter their lives-and as jealousy, vulnerability, and fear of loss grow stronger-the two girls must face the truth: love can burn quietly for years, but it can also ignite like wildfire in a single moment.

The Bad Setup Olivia Parker loves her independence—her career, her freedom to travel, and the life she’s built on her own terms. The last thing she wants is to be set up by her best friend, Haley. Meanwhile, Daniel, her fiancé, has been trying to do the same for his best friend, Grayson Steel. But every time they attempt to introduce Olivia and Grayson, something gets in the way. Neither knows what the other looks like—until fate steps in. When Olivia and Grayson meet by chance at a bar, their connection is instant, sparked by an impromptu game of darts. What starts as a random encounter soon feels like something more. But will they take the leap once they realize they were meant to meet all along? A slow-burn romance about fate, friendship, and love finding you when you least expect it.

The universe was not born of fire or fury—but from a single, forbidden question that awakened all existence: "Who am I?" Sylos Starlost awakens in an infinite void—where not even darkness remains, only the unbearable absence of light, matter, time, and even memory. Yet, within him glows a fractured, radiant heart—an Anchor Memory, holding fragments of forgotten wars, lost love, and aching emptiness. When he touches it, a flood of forgotten truths overwhelms him. He recalls a final warning: "If ever that Voice finds you, do not respond with silence. Listen—wholly, fearlessly, completely." Thus begins his journey—not as a hero, not as the chosen one—but as the last to remain. His pilgrimage is not to conquer the cosmos but to reclaim what it once dared to be before silence swallowed all things. In seeking the answer to the primordial question, Sylos must face his greatest fear—not what lies among the stars, but the truth buried within himself.

Thomas Poirro was lost. He found himself in a story of his own making. It was not a perfect story, far from it, it was full of cliche it would make a reader puke and leave a 1k negative review. He originally made this story for the money now he has to live in it and find the reason of his presence.

Book cover taken from "natori - Overdose"

Scramble Love, the mega-hit Japanese rom-com manga with over 10 million copies sold. I got isekai'd into that manga, one I've never even read. And guess what? I'm stuck as a nobody extra.

In a world where the boundary between life and death fractures with every whispered name, Through the Veil, a Voice follows Solan Maelvaran—a fallen prince resurrected within a heretic's corpse. Bound to an ancient system and haunted by a living shadow called Wyrm, Solan is thrust into the Veiled Labyrinth, a realm of trials where memory, identity, and soul are the price of power. As divine relics, sealed Names, and forbidden towers awaken, Solan must navigate esoteric horrors, unravel truths older than gods, and confront the nameless force that speaks through his blood. His journey will unmake reality—or remake it, if he survives.

Silent Noise For the past five years, people have been going missing - in the most mysterious way. It always starts the same. They begin to lose their minds. Not gradually - suddenly. Violently. They rant about a noise only they can hear. But they insist... it's not just noise. They describe it as a melody - strange and haunting. Piano chords layered with birdsong, ocean waves crashing, and, oddly, the crackle of chains - like someone imprisoned. And then, a hum. A low, slow hum... like a prisoner singing to himself in the dark. But the hum is unsettling. Beautiful... but wrong. Like Lucifer humming a lullaby to his master before the fall. They say it draws you in like a siren's call. Sweet. Hypnotic. Irresistible. Until it doesn't stop. Until it becomes constant. Then it becomes noise. A maddening one. Worse than any alarm - like an emergency call you can't ignore. Ring. Ring. Will you answer it? That beautiful, cursed sound that only you can hear? Or will you let it ring... let it drive you mad? Because once you hear it... it never stops. And no one else can hear it. So they pick up the call, whispering: "I can hear you... I'm not mad... or am I?" Some sob. Some chuckle. And then they follow the sound - into the unknown. They never return. No bodies. No signs of death. Just madness... and a strange melody. Doctors call it insanity. All medical reports show the same signs: Auditory hallucinations. Psychological breakdown. Patients are declared unstable, admitted, treated... And then - they vanish. It's been five years. Ten people gone. No trace. No clues. Just the same mysterious melody. The media calls it a hoax. The police call it a prank. "Kids being kids," they say. Excuses. Lies. Silence. And then one day... it stopped. No more madness. No more disappearances. No more sound. That was the day Isabella Eric came to Edenville. A town drowning in secrets. A girl with a life far from perfect. A past she barely understands. But her arrival is no accident. She doesn't know it yet - but Isabella has a connection to the Silent Noise. A deep one. A dangerous one. What is her purpose in Edenville? What ties her to the missing people? Will she face the melody? Will love save her... or destroy her? Find out in SILENT NOISE.

Aiko Shirai was a washed-up mangaka with three cancellations and a dying dream—until a mysterious pen appeared in her kitchen. No name. No owner. But when she used it, her new manga exploded to #1 overnight. Every panel drawn with it is gold. Every stroke sells. Her art is suddenly flawless. Her name? Back on top. The industry that once laughed now worships her. But fame draws more than fans. Rival artists want what she has. Editors grow suspicious. Because the pen doesn’t just draw manga. It draws from her—memories, pain, ambition. The deeper she uses it, the more it shapes her world... and warps it. Now Aiko must protect her secret, defend her success, and survive a world where failure means vanishing, and popularity is everything. Because in an industry this obsessed with hits, the deadliest thing you can hold is a pen that makes them on it's own.

When high school student Itsuki Kurobane discovers a mysterious black book lying in the road, he unknowingly opens the door to something that was never meant to be found. As strange events begin to unfold and an unseen presence creeps into his life, Itsuki is forced to question what’s real, who he can trust, and whether the friend he summoned is truly a friend at all. In silence, something watches. In silence… it answers.

Abid Hasan, a lonely 22-year-old art student at Bangladesh Art University, lives a quiet and colorless life after losing both his parents. With no family, friends, or future prospects, he buries himself in manga and dreams of a better life—one filled with creativity, recognition, and freedom. One rainy night, as he's sketching manga panels alone in his small dorm room, a strange holographic screen suddenly appears before him: [Welcome to the Ultimate Manga Selling System!] [Congratulations! You are now authorized to distribute Earth-origin manga to another world.]

They killed his clan. Burned his bloodline. Left his body broken on a battlefield. But death didn’t come. A shattered silver watch fused to Kael Ardyn’s wrist—its hands ticking backward, defying fate itself. When he twisted the dial, time rewound. The world reset. Everyone forgot. Except him. Every time he dies, he goes back. Stronger. Smarter. Colder. From a powerless orphan to a war-hardened cultivator, Kael rises in the shadows—stealing techniques, taming beasts, building a secret sect that exists only in the loop. He becomes a ghost in history—unseen, unfelt, unstoppable. His enemies laugh, scheme, and fight their wars, unaware they’ve already lost. Because when he reaches the peak—Level 100: Shura—he will end the loop. And when that day comes, they won’t get another chance. “They killed my family once. I gave them a hundred chances to change. Now… I won’t.” Hooked already? Add this novel to your library and stay updated

In the cold heart of Victorian London, Lady Elenora Warwick is forced into a loveless marriage with Darius Cain, a self-made industrialist who purchased his noble title, and with it, her freedom. She is noble by blood, proud and silent. He is power-hungry, sharp-tongued, and despises the aristocracy she represents. From the moment their eyes meet, hostility sparks. But the grand estate they now share hides more than gold-framed portraits and endless halls... It hides secrets that could destroy them both. Bound by duty, trapped by expectations, and fueled by mutual disdain, what begins as a clash of worlds slowly ignites into a dangerous, undeniable desire. Can love grow where hatred once bloomed? Or will pride and secrets tear them apart?