Batman Swing

I reincarnated as a dungeon boss… But I’m weaker than a slime, my mobs ignore me, and my overpowered waifu swings harder than my authority. All I wanted was to enjoy a beach-themed dungeon game with my favorite in-game hero (who I may or may not simp for). Next thing I know, I trip on a wire, hit my head, and wake up in the actual dungeon — with said waifu calling me "My Lord" and punching me in the face. Now I’m managing an under-leveled base with no mobs, broke as hell, and still doing pushups just to level up. Every raid is a disaster. My team includes: A yandere sword waifu who solos everything but won’t let me look at other women. A buff shirtless commander who flexes more than he fights. A slime who thinks it’s Gordon Ramsay .  A maid who secretly pities me but smiles politely. I’m supposed to be the boss… So why am I the one sweeping the floors?

Being Psychic Should Make Life Easier… Right? Meet Julia Summers: socially invisible, chronically awkward, and surrounded by chaos thanks to three bratty siblings with mind-control powers and likewise psychic parents who think TikTok dances are a valid parenting strategy. Her life? A complete circus. She’s got exactly two friends, zero romantic prospects, and a huge (and very hopeless) crush on the ultra-perfect student council president. That is, until he walks in. Julian Reyes. Mysterious. Gorgeous. Possibly allergic to normal behavior. And definitely not human. When Julian transfers to her school, Julia’s world flips faster than her mom’s mood swings. Suddenly, she’s not just dodging her siblings’ psychic tantrums she’s tangled up in a hidden war between powerful psychics and the people trying to capture them. Oh, and did we mention the part where she might actually be one of the most powerful psychics alive? Now with her ride-or-die besties, her dysfunctional (but loveable-ish) family, and an infuriatingly charming new ally-slash-crush at her side, Julia’s diving headfirst into a whirlwind of secret missions, high school drama, psychic showdowns… and maybe even her first real kiss. Chaotic, hilarious, heartwarming and just a little bit dangerous follow Julia Summers in a supernatural romantic comedy where saving the world is hard… but falling in love is even harder.

You know, out of all the things that could have happened to me, finding out I've been Isekai'd into Murder Drones by waking up in the body of a drone kid who got his memory core critically damaged and lost his parents in the same attack that axed Doll's folks was not on the list of things I expected. Still, it's evidently what happened to me, and now I have to DO something about it. So. I have about 9 years before canon kicks off to prepare for the apocalypse, help Uzi and Doll work through all their issues and trauma, respectively, and figure out how my unhinged ass is going to be able to commit deicide, because as a robot I'm theoretically immortal, so screw anything that wants to cut that short. Queue my plan to cheat like the world is ending (because it will) by abusing the hell out of my meta-knowledge, downloading entire terrabytes of data on weapons, combat skills, and engineering, befriending the main cast so I can socially manipulate them into being better able to stop Armageddon, concocting plans to turn the Solver's Murder Pets, and generally do a Batman level of overpreparation in order to rig the game in my favor as much as physically possible, because goddamn, I REALLY don't want to die.

Liora had everything, silk gowns softer than clouds, and eleven royal brothers who treated her like a jewel. Her days were filled with naps and banquets, her biggest worry being whether sapphire blue matched better with her crown than royal gold. But fate had a cruel sense of humor. One night, she fell asleep in her warm bed with wine in her hand. The next, she woke up in a nightmare. A world ravaged by zombies. Smoke and ash filled the air. The ground was stained with blood. Her palace? Gone. Her servants? Gone. Her status? Worthless. The only thing that remained? Her will to survive. With no training, no supplies, and no clue how to swing a weapon, she was thrown straight into the depths of hell, until a cold mechanical voice echoed in her mind. [Welcome, Host. You have activated the Overlord System.] It sounded powerful, promising... until she learned the truth. She had no abilities, no resources, and a system that cared more about giving her impossible missions and drowning her in cosmic debt than helping her stay alive. While others awakened fire or telekinesis, she was stuck dodging Level 2 zombies with nothing but her fists and pure desperation. Every fight was a gamble. Every step forward cost blood, sweat, or worse—sanity. Yet she rose. She built her own base from scratch. Controlled supplies. Built a black market network in the ruins. People started to follow her, fear her, and even rely on her. And then he showed up. The aloof, deadly awakened one who never cared for others—until her. With piercing eyes and unmatched power, he could destroy armies. But when he tried to get close, to protect her, to understand her, Liora was too busy reinforcing her walls and negotiating food rations to entertain his brooding charm. He said he wanted to fight beside her. She said, "Unless you're here to dig trenches or clear zombies, move aside." He brought her rare supplies—medicine, clean water, even a working generator. She didn’t blink. "Bribing me with electricity? Cute. Now get in line with the others if you want shelter." Because in this world, there was no room for love when survival was still uncertain. But love, like the undead, is persistent. Trigger Warning: Violence, Gore, System Abuse, Psychological Trauma, Romantic Tension.

The ancient evil god that sleeps in the abyss has awakened—an evil that always lurks in the hearts of humans, slowly corroding their minds until madness blooms within misery. In this world where darkness and light coexist, a fully armored dark knight walks through the shadows. Red, tattered tights flutter overhead. On a dusty shelf in the hallway, a spider perches at the center of a chest emblem—its owner tumbling across the city, trying to play the part of a good neighbor. A brilliant, philanthropic billionaire dons a high-tech suit, swearing to protect the world. And towering above all, a figure that seems divine—a symbol of hope not born of this planet, with a crimson cape flowing like sunlight, and an "S" emblazoned on his chest. No one would have expected that behind the screen, just an ordinary young man lost in a video game... was the one pulling the strings.

“On Nexus—a world ten times bigger than Earth where gods, beasts, witches, and much more run wild—power is everything. And Shiro? He does what he wants… and he’s got the hands to back it up.” Dark-skinned, handsome and grinning with two shining gold fangs, Shiro walks like a king without a crown. His long white dreads swing like a wild mane behind him. His custom wolf-hide gauntlets click softly as he stretches his fingers, ready to crack skulls—or gently grab the thick waist of the next dangerous beauty who tries him.

Parents dead, clan exterminated, body burned, hands mutilated, inflicted with innumerable diseases, tossed into the dump, and even the magic ring with the ghostly grandpa in it has been sabotaged. A reasonable person would roll over and die. Tian isn't that reasonable. And as it happens, neither is Grandpa Jun. A very tough kid meets a very cunning old man. And together, they will shake the heavens. What to expect: -2 chapters a day. Volume 1 is already complete. -2k words per chapter (aprox, some run long) with a longer first chapter. -No Harem -Earned power growth -An MC who isn't a goodie two shoes OR an edge-lord psychopath -A power system based on actual Daoism -Sects, giant monsters, natural treasures, flying swords, spells, talismans, secret arts, and a gentle sprinkling of young masters whose face need rearranging.

Jian rue gazed back at the ugly gray alien while stumbling and running. he clumsily tossed a stone at it "Fuck just leave me alone!!!" Suddenly a warm pair of hand grabbed his waist and tossed him over a study shoulder. "Xing yu!! let me down! you fucker!!! The said man chuckled and playfully smacked his butt. "Honey, I'm saving your life~" "I had it under control. Now, let me go!" Jian rue bit his shoulders hard until the sweet taste of blood filled his mouth. "Hiss.. baby, you're making me hard~" Jian rue froze. "W-why are you following me! why me.." Xing yu stopped running, and with a swing of his sword, the ugly tentacle alien was slayed. He gentnly pulled him down and hugged him close. Peering into his eyes, he smirked, "Because you are my betrothed,"

Time swings forward but in Nocthorne Manor, the pendulum only trembles, counting down to a feast that was never meant for the living.

Life is great when you're the hero. You're handsome, charismatic, you've got girls throwing themselves at you left and right. You're handy with a sword, you know how to lead by example, you've got a grand destiny ahead of you. Despite all of your hardships, no matter what comes your way you've got what it takes to overcome it. So what happens if you're not the hero, but his sidekick? Turns out being second fiddle to the main event isn't nearly so glamorous. But a hero only stands tall when he's got others to hold him up. This is the story of a hero and his oft-overlooked, sarcastic little sidekick... P.S. If you'd like to leave a review or critique, have at it. But do me a favor and be constructive about it. If all you're going to do is be a judgmental hack who doesn't write themself but feels entitled to tear down others, then leave. I have no time or patience to deal with you.

Ever wondered what happens when a Beta stops playing nice? Krishna Debonair didn’t ask to be born into Country X’s richest, most scandal-averse Alpha family. Illegitimate, unclaimed, and treated like a family PR disaster, she’s spent years minding her own business… mostly. But now? She’s bored. She’s pissed. And she’s done pretending to care about their fragile egos. Her new hobby? Breaking arrogant Alphas. Ripping their pride apart, flipping their power games upside down, and reminding them that no title, scent, or social status can protect them from her mood swings. First it was a loudmouth Alpha at the train station. Then came Aaron Triton, rich, cocky, always in heat, and now? He’s happily kneeling at her feet like the overgrown lapdog he swore he’d never become. And when Lucius Vale, a cold, untouchable Alpha board member with too much pride and too little sense, decides to pick a fight? Krishna gives him exactly what he asked for. Public humiliation. Corporate warfare. Sleepless nights wondering how a Beta with bad sleep habits and a worse attitude is outplaying him at every turn. They want her gone. They want her silenced. But Krishna? She’s too busy making a mess, and turning every Alpha that crosses her path into her next regret. One slap at a time.

The Space Between Childhood and Growing up In a quiet, tree-lined neighborhood humming with lawnmowers, porch swings, and the endless echo of summer cicadas, three lives are set on a course that will forever intertwine. Skie, a Black girl with stars in her eyes and a voice too big for the walls around her, has always shared her world with Conner—her charming, loyal next-door neighbor and childhood best friend. They've grown up side by side, tethered by backyard games, scraped knees, and the kind of bond that doesn't need words. But everything begins to shift the summer a quiet moving truck pulls up to the house across the street. From it steps Dylan, an eight-year-old Korean boy with thick glasses, too many books in his arms, and a nervous smile. New to the country and to the language, Dylan finds himself an outsider—until Skie and Conner take him in, and the trio becomes inseparable. Over the span of ten years, their friendship weathers the seasons of growing up: awkward middle school crushes, high school heartbreak, cultural gaps, academic pressures, and unspoken feelings that hover like clouds between them. Now on the brink of adulthood, as they step into the uncharted territory of college life and personal independence, Skie, Conner, and Dylan must face the truths they’ve long buried. Who are they without each other? And can friendship survive the gravity of growing up? Offering deeper insight into pivotal moments and characters, *Vise Verse or The Space Between Childhood and Sky * is a powerful coming-of-age tale that explores race, identity, love, and the fragile, beautiful ties that hold us together—even when the world tries to pull us apart.

Earth shatters under a cosmic System. Prisons collapse. Monsters claw through broken streets. Charles, once a CIA analyst and now a branded fugitive, drags himself free with a battered baton he took off a dead guard. The System never drops loot for him. It only spits out Shards he can spend in a shop that reshuffles at every sunrise. Each dungeon he seals buys humanity one more dawn and pulls him closer to the mafia that killed his family. From swamp ruins to frostbitten peaks, he swings, climbs levels, and forges his own Dao one fight at a time. Chapters everyday. For more, visit my website : https://certherverse.com/ POWER STONES APPRECIATED!

The Apocalypse is in full swing. Defiled - powerful creatures corrupted by the Great Collision - prowled the lands in search of prey. Unfortunately for them, the human race had long since retreated behind the secure walls of the Sanctuary of Everlast. During one of his regular excursions outside the Sanctuary, Alden is separated from Celeste. - his childhood friend and crush. In that moment, he came to regret never summoning the courage to confess. Somehow managing to survive thanks to some trickery, Alden awakens as a mage. Instead of receiving a normal power, he gains the ability to decay. What's more, during his ascension, he received a vision from his future self advising him not to trust the Asterons - celestial beings who had saved his race from inescapable doom. Normally... such a revelation wouldn’t faze Alden. However, there was only one major problem with the declaration, though. Celeste was bound with an Asteron. And not just any normal Asteron... She had made a pact with a Divine Sovereign. ________ Cover is not mine. I found the image on Pinterest. Link to discord server: https://discord.gg/VPEtsc4c

In this world, a dark spell was cast by an unknown entity—its effect, devastating. Humanity was stripped of emotion, and those who succumbed turned into violent, mindless beings known as Neighers. To combat them, a group emerged: the Slayers. These warriors gained special powers, but at a terrible cost—they had to lose at least one core emotion to awaken their strength. Some were naturally immune to the spell and became known as Powers. Others were artificially created to harness similar abilities. Among them is a boy named Sun. He killed his own sister and, in doing so, lost the emotion of joy forever. Now, he walks the path of a Slayer—not for redemption, but to uncover the truth behind the curse that destroyed everything. (Weekly 3-4 Chapters)

Adam Smith is torn away from his home at the age of 23 and reborn and Tony Stark. Can he survive the marvel world or will he be crushed by the weight of the villains and even heroes in this insane new world? Will be a combination of several different versions of marvel such as mainline comics, the MCU and others will NOT be a harem though it will have several women after him, similar to spider man or Batman will attempt to post two chapters every day

The night before the imperial exam, 15-year-old scholar Jun Wu watches his entire family slaughtered by the Fierce Tiger Gang. Left bleeding with a deep sword wound, he waits to die—until a villager finds and saves him. But what’s left of Jun Wu isn’t a helpless scholar. He wants revenge. The kind that could drown the whole village in blood. When he picks up a hammer for the first time, everything changes. ┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓ ┃ Congratulations! You’ve been chosen. ┃ You’ve awakened your Innate Weapon. ┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛ ┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓ ┃ Innate Weapon: Hammer ┃ Level: 0 ( 0 / 100 EXP ) ┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛ With every beast he slays, every swing he takes, Jun Wu grows stronger. But vengeance isn’t simple. The deeper he digs into the truth behind the massacre, the darker it becomes. He made up his mind. He will avenge his family. Even if it breaks the world. **** Other name: Hammer of Vengeance.

She was a gamer girl. Then the power went out. While trying to fix her cursed Wi-Fi router during a blackout, she triggered a glitch in reality—and got yanked through a portal into another world. Now she’s trapped in the body of a ridiculously attractive male warlord with legendary abs, a sword she doesn't know how to swing, and a destiny she never signed up for. Worse? Everyone wants him. Men want to follow him. Women want to own him. He just wants to find a reset button... right after a few more “exploration nights.” Armed with sarcasm, gaming instincts, and no idea how to pee standing up, she's about to conquer armies, hearts, and her own gender confusion. Probably in that order. She logged on for better Wi-Fi. Now she’s the most wanted warlord in the realm. Send help. Or snacks.

There is a kingdom in a world of magic where children with the best scores in subjects from agriculture, to politics, to magic are selected to join the prestigious school, Nobility, to be trained as the country's next generation of leaders. I am one of those children, and I have my eyes set on the position of Queen... but people keep misunderstanding everything! The Queen and the King are never married, by law. They are just coworkers who happen to live in a giant castle. Why do I want to be Queen? Well, I used to be a person from some lame place called Earth, and here the Queen governs magic! This was an otome game? So? (Warning, this story is a definite first draft and my current focus right now is finishing it. Editing will come later)

Don Victor, the notorious Underworld Boss, known by his alias SKULL, is a figure whose true name and face remain a mystery to all except his inner circle. To the world, SKULL is a terrifying legend whose very name sends chills down spines. No one dares to challenge him, as he has ruthlessly eliminated anyone who tried, leaving only whispers of his terror behind. Those who managed to survive did so by fading into the shadows, too afraid to even think of revenge. The fear he instills is unmatched, and his power over the underworld is absolute. Yet, behind the ruthless exterior, Don Victor has one weakness: his obsession with movies, particularly the works of his favorite director, Tames Kamron. He watches his films on repeat, each time getting lost in the emotions, the betrayals, and the action—sometimes even firing a gun when the tension peaks. His love for cinema borders on the obsessive, with his emotions swinging from tears to rage at the flick of a switch. "Boss... Director Tames Kamron is retiring." "What? No... I can't accept this. I'll kidnap him and make him make films for me!" But fate had a different plan. Bang... And just like that, the mighty underworld boss met his end. But the story doesn't end there. Don Victor opens his eyes in another world, with his life hanging by a thread. [Make a movie in one year, or your life is over.] Now, in a strange new world, Don Victor must face a new set of challenges, where the stakes are higher than ever before. Will he overcome this new challenge or will his reign as SKULL truly come to an end?

A legend reborn. A kingdom on the brink. A girl who never asked to be chosen... She was once the strongest being in all of Eden Land. Her crimson-red eyes, glowing with otherworldly ki, struck awe into even the gods. They called her the Red-Eyed Princess—a divine knight who tamed the elemental dragons, united the sacred weapons, and ended the First Multinational War with a single swing of her blade. She was unmatched. Unbreakable. Until fear turned admiration into betrayal. Banished. Assassinated. Erased from history by those who feared her power would become their ruin. Centuries passed. Eden Land fractured. The Divine Knights fell into ruin, divided by doubt and blinded by politics. Some worshipped her as a fallen savior. Others cursed her name as a power-hungry tyrant. But one prophecy remained: “When darkness rises again, so shall the one with crimson eyes.” Enter Fujino Shizuka, A rebellious 15-year-old martial arts prodigy from Earth—infamous in Tokyo’s back alleys as the feared “Princess of St. Agnes.” She thought her life was already a storm of misunderstanding and exile. But everything changes the moment she is pulled into a mysterious world she’s never heard of... ...a world where people whisper her name before she even speaks it. A world where she is rumored to be the reincarnation of the Red-Eyed Princess Was the Red-Eyed Princess a hero… or a monster? And in the end, will Shizuka bring peace to Eden Land… or become the storm that destroys it?

Bad news: I’m dead. Good news: I’ve traveled through time. Bad news: I’ve got nothing. Good news: I’ve become an idol! Bad news: I’m literally a stone idol—a forbidden heretic statue, banned by the church! I thought I was the only protagonist here—turns out, I’m not the only transmigrator. Other people can go back in time, upgrade their systems, swing swords like masters, control shadows, or get all sorts of overpowered golden fingers. Me? I’m just an agricultural PhD who ended up as a busted statue of an evil god in another world. The start? Absolutely brutal. No divine power, no followers, barely enough strength to even speak. I can only survive off scraps my “siblings” sneak to me, just to keep my divine sense flickering. Between being hunted by the Luminous Pontificate and caught in the crossfire of transmigrator battles, I’m doing everything I can just to stay alive.

He felt his whole being swept away by the melody and gentleness of her soft voice. He can't help but crave to hear her every single, second, hour, minute, and hour all the days of his life. The more he listened the more he found himself getting drunk and attached to her. Slowly, his longings and cravings grew into an addiction to an obsession that he couldn't sleep or think straight without hearing her. As he tries to deny his growing feelings the possessive beast in him yearns to capture her soul, attention, and everything within she owned to himself. Unknown to him his addiction has slowly started to turn from obsession to possessiveness growing into love. __  A chance encounter that brings two souls together and develops a very twisted and beautiful story between them. Sour to bitter moreover love. Malone was born a jade beauty and jewel of her parents. She ventures into the crude world to survive by all means after losing her father in a homicide accident. She and her mother were left to battle the bills and disgrace from the loan shark, money used to settle the damages after the accident. Her life changed the day she unknowingly caught the interest of a well-known billionaire mafia Alexon while working as a singer in a combo club.  — It was a lovely scene to behold. Her soft and mellow voice which can be referred to as a golden one rings and captures the hearts of every man present in the club putting them in a trance, while their hungry eyes lock on her slender body swinging from side to side as she hypnotizes them with her angelic voice. Her smiles melted their hearts. The sharp contrast of her purple hair radiates with her creamy skin. It was unknown to her the cold gaze locked on her from the first floor of the club through the closed VIP doors. How will she be able to escape from the clutches of the well-known billionaire mafia? Will Alexon realize his deep feelings before it's too late? What will Malonei do when she realizes behind her father's death lies untold stories and secrets related to Alexon? — "I think you are mistaken, I…. Don't know. You?" She explains with her shuddering eyes filled with fear. He smirks lightly looking down at her slender features. "Please don't…" her unfinished words were cut short as he placed his smooth fingers on her plump lips. "Ssh…. Don't say a word." He commanded with his deep and sexy voice. His words alone were filled with a heavyweight She stared wide-eyed, with her heart pounding hard in her chest. He stands tall towering above her while sizing her up. The light in his eyes changed to the one that craves desires and lust. The weird feeling kept growing in her, making her fold her palms tightly on her knees while sitting on the cold floor, her eyes staring at him full of panic.  "Moan for me…" he suddenly said, breaking the cold silence. She looks confused opening and closing her mouth. "You heard me, MOAN!" He declared. Join The Mafia Dangerous Love –Maloney to find out the twists and crannies behind their untold love story. Warning, The content is rated matured, it's cordially advised to read at your own risk.

An unexpectedly opened fairy-tale world draws school friends into a whirlpool of adventures and amazing events into which their parents and some adults who did not want to get involved in all this will unwittingly be drawn.

When Jace Smith suddenly kicks the bucket and finds himself reborn in a novel he used to detest, he becomes Avery Ford—a troubled Omega from a wealthy family, struggling with a serious heart condition and a not-so-great reputation. In this new life, Avery has to figure out how to break free from his overbearing dad, Callan. His best shot at freedom? Getting married. That's where Sloane Delaney comes in. He’s a wealthy alpha and the grandson of a powerful matriarch, dealing with the fallout from a traumatic car accident that left him both physically and emotionally scarred. For Avery, Sloane’s scars don’t matter much. When Sloane pops the marriage proposal at the perfect time, Avery sees it as a chance to start fresh. At first, their marriage seems like a practical solution, with both guys looking for an escape. But as Avery starts to genuinely care for the quiet and gentle Sloane, their simple arrangement gets way more complicated. Loving Sloane isn’t a walk in the park. He’s haunted by betrayal and wrestling with his past, while also on a quest for revenge. His moods swing wildly—sometimes he’s warm and inviting, other times he’s icy and distant. This rollercoaster leaves Avery feeling lost, but he’s determined to get through to Sloane, even if it might cost him everything. As they deal with revenge schemes, hidden family secrets, a dangerous ex, and cutthroat business rivals, Avery and Sloane try to navigate their rocky journey together. Can they find comfort and healing in their unexpected love, or will Avery’s feelings stay one-sided as Sloane battles the darkness that threatens to swallow him whole? Thanks so much for checking out my story! I hope you enjoy following Avery and Sloane’s journey as much as I loved writing it. Your support means the world—please consider leaving a review, comment, or vote! ABO (Alpha, Beta and Omega) Male pregnancy at the later stage of the story Mc falls first but Ml falls harder Disabled Ml Slow burn romance Smut at the later part of the story Healing and Character growth This is my WSA 2025 entry, any support is deeply appreciated by this humble author.

Endless Worlds When twenty-three-year-old Kolya “Treyan” Oreheart plugs into Endless Worlds, the Dyson-Sphere MMO where every ore vein can be traded for real cash, he isn’t chasing glory—he’s racing a loan-shark’s seven-day deadline. Armed with a glitchy “Ore Sense,” a battered pick, and a geology degree he never got to use, Kolya tunnels through toxic caverns, corporate griefers, and an economy ruled by the brutal Ironclad guild. One wrong swing means real-world ruin for the kid brother and sister who depend on him. But the deeper Kolya digs, the more the game reshapes itself around blue-collar courage. Unionizing miners, hacking together homemade drills, and out-smarting elite raiders, he sparks an uprising that turns work into legend. From collapsing sulfur tunnels to vacuum-sealed mythril vaults and sky-whale-shadowed floating isles, Endless Worlds becomes a frontier where every pick stroke is a vote for hope. With loan collectors closing in offline and a guild bounty on his avatar in-game, Kolya must lead a ragtag crew of rangers, dwarven sappers, and alchemist pranksters on one last descent—toward the Heart of the Mountain, a boss nobody has ever beaten. If he cracks it, he’ll rewrite his family’s future and the rules of the world itself. If he fails, both realms will bury him in the dark. For fans of Ready Player One and Kings of the Wyld, this LitRPG epic melds high-stakes adventure, labor-punk spirit, and found-family heart into a story where hard work truly earns the world—and then dares you to dream bigger.

it's a slow burning story! Diamond Beginnings One boy. One dream. One swing at a time. In Warsaw, Poland, young Adrian Wójcik picks up a plastic bat in his backyard—and takes his first step toward changing the future of Polish baseball. With a loving but struggling family behind him, rivals on the playground, and a fierce desire to win, Adrian’s childhood is filled with scraped knees, backyard drills, and impossible dreams. Family. Rivalries. Sacrifice. This is the story of a legend in the making.

In a forgotten corner of Japan, where weeds cover the baseball field and the school gave up on sports long ago, one boy refuses to let go of his dream. Thirteen-year-old Haruto Saito is a baseball prodigy born in the wrong place. Gifted as both pitcher and batter, his talent burns bright—but in a rural middle school with no team, no coach, and no one who believes, it’s like screaming into the void. Except… one person still listens. Sōta Nakamura, his quiet best friend, would rather read math books than swing a bat. But when Haruto asks, he picks up a catcher’s mitt—not out of love for the game, but for the friendship they share. Together, they form a club from scratch: no equipment, no strategy, just raw heart and late-night dreams. As they gather misfit teammates and find unexpected support in their stern math teacher—once a forgotten player himself—the boys discover that baseball isn’t just about winning championships. It’s about building something where nothing existed before. It’s about scraped knees, quiet encouragements, shared bentos, and the girl who stitches their uniforms by hand. But the road to glory isn’t smooth. Injuries, failures, heartbreaks—and the haunting knowledge that talent might not be enough—test every ounce of their resolve. Because no one expects legends to be born in countryside classrooms. Will their dream reach Koshien—or will they remain the team no one remembers? A story of friendship, failure, and the field that held their youth. ⚾ The dirt may forget their footprints… but the sky never will.

In a world where only the Awakened can harm the Awakened, power decides everything and the powerless don’t get to fight back. Fóntas is a salvager. A nobody. Just another face in the ruins of a city ruled by the gifted and feared by the rest. But hidden beneath dust and rusted scrap is a secret even she doesn't fully understand: she awakened years ago, and her class is one no one else has seen. Weaponizer. She can forge weapons out of anything bolts, wire, shattered tools she sees the fight in them that people never could. And unlike anything made by ordinary hands, her weapons can pierce Awakened flesh. At first, her creations were weak. Unstable. But over time, like a blacksmith honing her craft, she’s grown more precise,her weapons more deadly. She stays quiet. Keeps her head down. Tries not to stand out. Until one day, someone gives her a reason to swing back. Now, whispers spread. Someone’s fighting back with weapons no one understands. And if Fóntas wants to survive what’s coming, she’ll have to face more than enemies. She’ll have to face herself.