Minecraft Fountain

non heram. on FL in Chapter 6. first time is a charm hope you like it, my first fanfic

In another life, Xu Luan was a revered cultivator — Grand Elder of the Righteous Sect, and certified grumpy immortal. Now? He’s a glorified tutorial fountain. After sacrificing his body and summoning 1,000 gamers from Earth into a war-torn wuxia world, he watches in horror (and mild amusement) as they punch demons, throw cooking talismans like grenades, and build castles in the shape of ducks. What was meant to be a desperate gamble to save the realm is quickly spiraling into a chaotic MMO sandbox.

{Acquire 10 Ayer Progression until completion 10%} Stopped at a corner of a tree, as it bled, a sensation of heat embraced him wholly, and sweat poured out like fountains. 'Gasp! ...All this quest...and...I'm still at level 1. 'This has got to be a joke. I got a system, a cheat. He ripped his clothes in thin layers with his bare hands and mouth to make a bandage that covers the gaping hole of his chopped-off arm. 'Open...Character Stats! ' His eyes were on edge; he squinted and moved his palms outwards, his palms forming liquid water into the shape of a ball, which condensed—"Pop!"—forming layer upon layer of panels of text that vaguely reflected his image. HP: 3/10 Qin Xin, M /Grafted Being\ Lvl. I Stats: ↓ Severe Bleeding, Exhausted V Mind: 07/20 Stamina: 03/15 RP: 10 STR: 10 INT: 17 DEF: 03 AGI↓: X Wild Card: |Survivor|4| Inventory: [Ayer X1][][][][][][][][][] ↓Expand 'Raise 10 of my health.' Forcing himself out of the edge of slumbering, he awoke to a sight of the system raising his health. It increased his capacity for health, not added health. The thought that it would heal his body in some way made him tear up—a complete failure. 'Curses! - The level five of exhaustion, it seems—'I...can't...run...anymore...' The comforting heat that made him secrete sweat all over his body cools him down, and his eyes seal themselves. This can't be happening. It hasn't even been a year, yet now I'm about to die on this stupid quest. In a second his chopped-off arm bled, reducing his health to 1. "{Death Awaits}," the system says. 1 For the first time, it was truly fun while I still had it 0 |Survivor| Blood all over burst outwards, not a single piece of excess innard or skeleton left. After it, a skeletal hand molded out of nowhere; slowly but surely, it started to put together a skeleton body. Veins loomed through the skeletal hand, producing a skinless being. Bit by bit, it started to take the shape of a colorless skin all the way from bottom to top. The face appeared without an eye; it formed something inside as the skin colors developed, and lastly, eyes appeared. The being falls to the ground, kneeling at the pond of blood. He cries and then begins, 'I fucking lived! ' said while tears flowed through his eyes.

(Updated on Sundays and Fridays!) Professional gamer Catlen Devicast was sucked into a mysterious game she had never even heard of before! Initially, she had obviously chosen to play as a beautiful noble daughter with sick psychic skills, but could someone tell her why she had suddenly become a boss?! That wasn’t even a playable character, it was an NPC! With no choice but to pass all the levels for a chance to return to the real world, Catlen tightened her belt and became very decisive! It was no big deal, wasn’t it just a game? What kind of games hadn’t she played before! Unexpectedly, while completing missions— Swashbuckler: “You treacherous siren! How dare you seduce me with your deadly siren song that’s like the sweet waters of a forbidden spring gushing from the silken lips of a celestial maiden! Die!” Catlen: “I am literally just standing here. We haven’t even said hello.” Becoming infamous and being hunted in the Earth Domain? Fine, she’d go to the Sky Lake above the clouds! Priest: “You wicked villain! How dare you deliberately destroy the fossil of our Heavenly Protector Beast! Everyone knows that it can’t touch water or else it will melt! Pay with your life!” Catlen: “Waaaah! I swear it was an accident, I thought it was a decorative fountain!” Being branded a heretic everyone wanted to sacrifice as a peace offering to an angry sky deity? Then she’d just flee to the Enchanted Woods! Bard: “Not-so-fair maiden, why are you so dirty, pathetic, and sad in this beautiful woodland garden?” Catlen: “People keep wanting to kill me, but I’m a good siren, I swear! Those bad things I did were all accidents!” Bard: “What?! You wouldn’t happen to be that very infamous terrorist, would you? Death to you, oh woeful harbinger of misery!” Unexpectedly, as she levelled up, her reputation began to spread from one dome to another, until everyone in the whole world shuddered at the mere utterance of her name! Her strength grew, her minions multiplied, and she became the most powerful boss in the game! Paladin: “Everyone come quickly! If our party defeats the final boss, we can get a reward chest from the game worth one hundred thousand gold coins!” Catlen: “One hundred thousand gold coins for my, the final boss’s, head? This stupid game is cheating us both!” NPC’s were terrified of her, and online players were covetous of her head! Being the final boss, she should have been able to live however she pleased, but instead, it was just an endless cycle of running for her life!

What happens when memory bends too far?Some say the past is unbreakable. But if that were true, why does it feel like it is already slipping away? The past is not lost. It is rewritten. Hatim’s mastery of Akar was meant to shape his destiny, yet each lesson pulls him further from truth and closer to something else. Memory is not eternal. It is fragile. And once it bends, it never remains the same. "In the depths of the Fountain, memory is never lost—it is rewritten. Again and again."

Travel to the begining of Karto's story where evil lurks in the shadows with white gleaming eyes, where love and tragedy show themselves. Original Ideas or references are from Minecraft universe

After a brutal breakup, Harper books herself a solo Vegas weekend to rediscover who she is beyond her failed relationship. One intoxicating night, she meets a mysterious stranger who makes her feel alive again. They share an unforgettable evening of passion and connection, exchanging only promises that this perfect night will remain their secret. Back in Los Angeles, Harper treasures the memory while trying to move forward with her life. Weeks later, her best friend Mona finally introduces her mysterious fiancé at their engagement party—and Harper's world shatters when this ‘stranger’ walks in as Nico, Mona's husband-to-be. When Harper discovers she's pregnant with Nico's child, all three lives spiral toward an inevitable collision that will destroy friendships and force impossible choices between love, loyalty, and the future.

Jeff, who died while doing his usual daily routine, found himself transmigrated into another world one that was twice the size of Earth. At first, he thought life would be the same. Peaceful. Boring, even. Just another world with different skies and landscapes. But he was wrong. On one fateful night, while he lay in his small room, a sudden ding echoed through the air. It was sharp, clear, and unnatural like something out of a sci-fi film. And then… something appeared before his eyes. [Luck Spin System has finally bind] [Congratulation you have gotten a skill: Godly Programming] With this luck finally his dream can finally come true which is making games, seeing that their was no minecraft in this world he decided to recreate it. Then his journey began starting as a programmer, he quickly rose to dominate the digital field, racing field, swimming field, shooting field, combat field, robotics field, hacking field, academic field, business field, gaming field, drone piloting field, artificial intelligence field, engineering field, virtual reality field, and even the military simulation field What would Jeff do with all these, skill and titles read to find out of course. ... Thank you for reading, and I hope you’ll continue to support me on my journey as an author. ******************************************** DISCLAIMER ******************************************** This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, applications, songs, technologies, locations, events, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or used fictitiously for storytelling purposes. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or to real companies, brands, applications (such as ChatGPT, Minecraft, or other well-known services), or any other entities is purely coincidental. All real-world references are included as part of the fictional setting and do not imply any endorsement, association, or ownership by the original creators. The author has no intention to defame, discredit, or infringe upon the rights of any individual, brand, organization, or intellectual property. This story is created solely for entertainment and creative expression, and should not be taken as factual or representative of real-life entities or events. Readers are advised to treat all references in this work as fictional, regardless of name similarities or thematic inspiration.

In the village of Pheseoghana, Atlas Kennedy lives a simple life. The son of the village mayor, wanting to do virtually nothing, he doesn't work, doesn't mine, and doesn't worry about his future. That is, until the Huang Family blows through his village in a Raid, destroying the Village Golem, enslaving the villagers, and forcing Atlas to work as a butler in the newly erected Mansion overlooking the village. Taking place in the "Minecraft" Universe, can a Nitwit Villager and a Vindicator Illager find common ground within the war between Villagers and Illagers? [Updates Every Friday at 3:00 pm PST!]

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.

In the vast and pixelated world of Minecraft, there exists a deity unlike any other—a god devoid of emotion, whose heart remains tranquil and unmoved by the dualities of existence. This emotionless god stands as a stoic figure, indifferent to the forces of hate or love, pain or pleasure, war or peace. Their sole purpose is the relentless pursuit of strength, a singular focus that defines their existence. This being's essence is not swayed by the chaos or harmony that unfolds around them; instead, they are driven by an unwavering commitment to the mastery of power. Their presence is both awe-inspiring and enigmatic, a testament to the notion that true strength can exist in the absence of emotional ties. In a world where a single Immortal resides, this god serves as a reminder of the vast spectrum of existence, where strength can emerge from the depths of emotionless tranquility. THIS WORK IS NOT OWNED BY MOJANG. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

Jiang Xiaomi transmigrated as a baby into another world and found herself in a small valley. Here, her parents and all her older siblings adore her. Even her younger brother was very obedient. Although they were somewhat poor, and life was difficult, Xiaomi wasn't afraid. She had a pocket dimension that gave her everything she wanted in the world! Her space was full of spiritual energy, so she grew spiritual plants and spiritual herbs and also raised spiritual beasts there. Every day, she bathed in a spiritual fountain. Besides that, the spiritual energy in the air that leaked out helped the entire Fuan Village by ensuring the crops were large and fresh! For these very reasons, Jiang Xiaomi became the lucky star in Fuan Village. She later used her clairvoyance ability to create ammunition and large ships. Then, someone wanted her to stay in the capital city and become a government official's wife. Jiang Xiaomi waved her hand. This world is vast. I still want to see what's out there!

—————— PLOT —————— Kenji Mizaki, a Minecraft YouTuber with over 10million subscribers who does mostly modded let's play one day dies from getting hit by a truck and gets reincarnated in the world of Minecraft. But it's not a vanilla Minecraft world, as it turns out it's heavily modded with mods that turns this world into a RPG world, with RPG systems, stats, skills and abilities. And it seems this world has intelligent mobs. And not just villagers but other species too. ——— GIVE IT A READ ——— If you like Minecraft, Isekai and/or RGPs then you should definitely give this novel a read.

“I waited for you my entire life... and you were worth every minute.” Ardyn Lowell normally forgets his dreams. He’s a normal young adult who has good friends and a happy family. He should be contented with his life, but there’s always this nagging feeling of yearning in his heart, a longing for someone that never seems to disappear. In his dreams, however, he remembers everything. He remembers the man who always visits him, the man who always sits next to him on the edge of the fountain in a beautiful garden. He can never clearly see the face of this man, but the yearning in his heart ceases when he is with him. But when he wakes up, he forgets the man once again, and the longing in his chest never goes away. The day of his graduation ceremony comes, and Ardyn is late. Catching traffic on the way, he unexpectedly meets with a major car accident and dies quickly, suddenly. When he wakes up, he’s in another world. In this world, there exists a dark, malicious entity that threatens to destroy the entire planet and its people. This is where Summoners come into play. In order to seal away this entity, a Summoner must go on a journey and search for their 7 Guardians in order to summon the 7 Spirits that will aid them in sealing away this great evil. They must not fail, or else none will be able to survive. As an Otherworlder Guardian, Ardyn is faced with a massive, unfortunate burden. He must search for his Summoner, and he must also discover himself and his purpose along the way. The journey is long and filled with hardships, but they have no choice. They have no choice but to save this world in order to live. --------------------------------------------- — Inspired by Final Fantasy X and Fushigi Yuugi NOTE: This is an isekai fantasy BL (boy's love) novel. The story is descriptive and slow-paced while the romance takes its time since it's a slow burn. There will be some violent, gory, and disturbing scenes in the future, but there will be no mature, explicit (NSFW/R18) scenes in this story. Also, since there are multiple characters involved, they will have their own character arcs. [Story created by Rainflowers in 2021. Revised in Nov 2023.] --------------------------------------------- TRIGGER WARNINGS: Descriptions of blood, abuse, suicide, and deaths. --------------------------------------------- BOOK COVER COMMISSIONED FROM: Chandraneel (https://www.facebook.com/jjhemm) MY FACEBOOK: Leigh Connelly (facebook.com/leighannconnelly) ---------------------------------------------

Harper is a famous journalist who met a strange beautiful woman named Nadine when he was 12 years old. He met her at the fountain in the backyard of the church. Since he met her, he always fond to see her that’s why he often went in the Church’s backyard. One afternoon, Harper went back in the fountain, longing to see her, but she didn’t came. And there, he met another girl same his age named Stacey, they got acquainted and be friends. He told her about the strange woman that he met in the fountain. While the two were happily talking, suddenly a priest approached them and he said that he often see them playing and talking in the backyard. Then Harper told the priest that because he is waiting for a teen age girl named Nadine. The priest was stunned when he found out that Harper saw her, and there he told them about the secret of seven days of darkness. 12 years later, Harper became a famous journalist at Daily Chronicle. One day, Stacey emailed him that the seven days of darkness is near. Harper didn’t believe it anymore, until one night he saw the sign, he saw Nadine again with her unchanged beauty. And there he spread the news about the seven days of darkness to warn the people. But only few believes in him. In the middle of the doom, he was stranded in the convenience store with Stacey and seven other strangers.

its henti tentical story man that oonly perverted legends only for the "adults" this is one of my fantasy there are really gory fed up shit in here mc is heavily influence by monster instincts he gets to see some of his wifue he is overpowered in a way here is the small part **Holy moly, is this real? Am I in a fantasy world?** I glanced down at my new form—a writhing mass of dark, glistening tentacles. They sprouted from a central core, each one adorned with small, bioluminescent spots that pulsed with a faint blue light. My body felt powerful yet alien, with a tough, leathery texture and an almost liquid flexibility. I could sense the ability to mutate and change coursing through me. I was god… well, technically, this body was. But who cares? I was moping over my mundane, unsuccessful life, making my eighth fountain, feeling sleepy and dizzy from lack of nutrition. Everybody bullied me, but now I get a second chance. Is this a wonderful dream? Am I in a coma? Am I dead? Does this make me a reincarnator, a transmigrator, or just a delusional dreamer? Whatever it is, I won’t waste a single second trying to comprehend this. I’ll enjoy fulfilling all my fantasies, even if I am or look like a villain. Those bastards who judged me were all well-off in life and wanted to control me.** I’m sure there will be some here too. Yeah, in history, there have been worse people who committed genocides. I’m just seeking pleasure. Why do I feel like a sick bastard, similar to those psycho criminals? No, this is a wonderful dream. I’ll enjoy it, I won’t even make friends if it’s a short span. Even if I’m in a coma, I might die early because of my bitchy stepmom. Okay, back to whatever this is. I took in my surroundings. The place looked like a cross between a temple and a dungeon. Ancient stone walls covered in intricate carvings surrounded me. Magic circles glowed faintly on the floor, and an altar stood in the center, covered in runes and mystical symbols. Slave cages lined the walls, their iron bars rusting but still sturdy. The downside is that a guy before me, a legend, tried to seduce well f* up a saint possessed by a goddess and paid dearly for it. That god cursed this body. He kind of sacrificed himself to the system because he was doing whatever he wanted. So, I can’t fool around because this body is dying and will be reported by a saint. The former host tried to make another body fail-safe, but his soul was dying because of the curse. This body can’t live long, will be hunted, and I can’t control it. Is that it, system? ['Yes.'] [There is a recording by the former host. Would you like to hear it?] --- warning this is a porno not for faint heart there is really disturbing and cruel things in here all characters in here are imagination this is no fanfic or has any link to other stories and all character are above 18 even if they say they are not in any way because they are mature enough to be in the legal age such as vampire elves could look like 16 year old but they are 1000 etc the cover art is not mine if want to remove it contact me

You know what's worse than being dead? Being half-dead. With a stiff back. No coffee. A Minecraft sheep as my emotional support animal. And a tattoo that vibrates every time I screw up — which is... often. I’m Renji Kurogane. Once a cop. Then an archaeologist. Now? Just a guy with a cosmic parasite squatting in his soul, offering universal Wi-Fi and occasional sarcasm. It all started with a cursed envelope. No sender. No return address. Just a notebook that hissed at me and a single word — Senku. One word too many. Since then? Reality’s been unraveling like a drunk god’s sweater. Timelines are glitching. Doors are opening. And somehow, I’m still the one holding the detonator. I’m not a chosen one. There’s no prophecy. No divine calling. I’m a walking bug in the system. A corrupted save file the multiverse keeps trying to delete. I’m searching for 23 fragments — ancient, cursed, possibly sentient gems that lock away something so broken, Time itself blocked it on all platforms. My mentor? A forgotten god with the ego of a cursed influencer. My spiritual guide? A sheep. A literal sheep. And yes — she judges me with every pixelated blink. This isn’t a hero’s journey. It’s not even a comeback story. It’s an existential black comedy wrapped in cosmic horror, buried under unreliable memories, and gift-wrapped by fate with duct tape and bad decisions. The universe doesn’t want to be saved. It just wants to laugh — front-row — while I fall apart. So yeah. If Deadpool, Rick Sanchez, and John Constantine had a deeply troubled child, handed him a cursed relic and a one-way ticket to Hell… You’d get me. Welcome to my story. But be careful. The Eye already noticed you. Author’s Note This story is 100% original and entirely written, directed, and emotionally overcaffeinated by me. Yes, I use tools for grammar polish and creative fine-tuning — because I like my commas functional and my metaphors mildly unhinged. But every plot twist, every relic, every scream into the void… Is handcrafted with existential dread, narrative obsession, and the kind of insomnia that makes ancient gods nervous. No AI chapters. No plagiarism. No copy-paste translations. Just me, my chaos, and a story that probably shouldn’t exist. But here we are.

Inspired by Minecraft. Almost every character's name is a reference of some kind, usually to a song from the Minecraft soundtrack.

Buscan paz... buscan una vida... buscaban... tú cabeza. En el mundo de Minecraft siempre hubo equilibrio entre el bien y el mal... Pero gracias a él... todo se rompió. Se generó el mundo nuevo, pero con algo diferente, unos mods de monstruos alienígenas, parásitos y aberraciones. No sólo Steve tendrá que sobrevivir, sino también los Mobs hostiles. ¿Sobrevivirán?, ¿Como lo harán? Sigue está historia y lo descubrirás.

Caelen died doing what he loved most: playing survival games non-stop like a sleep-deprived goblin. Unfortunately, dying in your chair from gaming overload isn’t exactly what you’d call a dignified exit. Even God laughed at him. But lucky for Caelen, or maybe unlucky, he gets a second chance in the world of his favorite survival game. It’s a brutal fantasy realm full of monsters, magic, swords… and absolutely zero indoor plumbing. Armed with only a stone pickaxe, a limited-use "Google Brain" search skill, and the stubbornness of a man who once built a Minecraft mansion out of dirt, Caelen sets out to survive. But surviving isn’t enough he wants to upgrade the world. Electricity? Toilets? Toasted bread? Why not all three? As he fends off nighttime horrors, awkwardly crafts furniture, and tries to avoid becoming monster chow, Caelen has one mission: bring modern convenience to a medieval world, one ridiculous invention at a time. And maybe, just maybe… not die again in a chair. [System Notes:No Ntr, No Yuri(gl), No Yaoi(bl)]

Fuse~ is heard before Zoe is thrown into darkness. Struggling to breath as they sink deeper and deeper unable to swim, a last ditch effort of clawing their way-out, fingernail by fingernail breaking against the mix of dirt and stone. Barely managing to get out of the water, dripping wet, a burning pain comes an upon him. I do not own the Image, it was made with AI, I also do not own minecraft or the mods that will come in 60~ chapters. They all go to the one that created them and Mojang. I only own my own story and my own ideas that come with them. I also release them on scribblehub too, so don't need people saying I stole someone work lol.

Combat fighter Alex battles her way through life within a virtual Minecraft world, where all AI is sentient. With the looming threat of a virus named Zero deleting their world, Alex must team up with members of the strongest Village to clean up the mess.

Kang Zihan, the scum father and husband, returned home one evening with his mistress, Song Zhenruan, who was also his wife's half-sister. The couple shamelessly proclaimed their undying love before Song Zhenxin, Kang Zihan's wife of over six years, and Kang Yuanwei, their five-year-old son. Kang Zihan expected his wife and son to break down in tears upon being served the divorce papers, but Song Zhenxin unexpectedly was more than ready to sign! Kang Yuanwei : Dearest Mommy, I have a set of fountain pens with ten different colors. Please pick one to sign with. Song Zhenxin : Weiwei is most considerate! Let's use green, because we are about to start a new, separate life from your father! Kang Zihan : I want you out of my house as soon as you sign the papers! Weiyuan shall stay with me! Kang Yuanwei : Sorry Daddy, I am a principled man. I don't want to take after a scumbag like you. Dearest Mommy, will you please take me with you? Song Zhenxin : Of course! Weiwei can choose where we should go next~! --------- Update frequency : Once a week when author is not busy with other novels. When collection hits 1k, update will be twice a week whether or not author is busy LOL (⁠ ⁠ꈍ⁠ᴗ⁠ꈍ⁠) One extra chapter will be given for every 500 power stones at the end of the week. Remember to not think too much while reading and just enjoy the many, many faceslapping moments~

In a fantasy world where martial artists can split mountains and creeks with a wave of their hand and break rivers with a kick, there exists a little restaurant like this. The restaurant isn't large, but it is a place where countless apex existences will rush into. There, you can taste egg-fried rice made from phoenix eggs and dragon blood rice. There, you can drink strong wine brewed from vermillion fruit and water from the fountain of life. There, you can taste the barbecued meat of a ninth grade supreme beast sprinkled with black pepper. What? You want to abduct the chef? That's not going to happen, because there's a tenth grade divine beast, the Hellhound, lying at the entrance. Oh, that chef also has a robotic assistant that killed a ninth grade supreme being with a single hand and a group of crazy women whose stomachs were conquered. --------- Releasing: Mon, Thu, Fri, and Weekends

IN THIS STORY MINECRAFT STEVE WILL GO TO DIFFERENT UNIVERSE AND DO AS HE PLEASE THEIR IS NO ONE TO STOP HIM. HE WILL SHOW THOSE UNIVERSES MIGHT OF MINECRAFT. WORLDS:- 1.MY HERO ACADEMIA 2.? 3.? 4.? 5.? 6.? IN first world when steve will spawn he will be spawn one year before the main story start. HE WLL GET MODS IN SECOND WORLD. THIS IS MY FIRST STORY SO DON'T BLAME ME FOR ANY MISTAKE I MAKE AND HELP ME CORRECT THOSE MISTAKE PLEASE. BEYYYYYYYYY

Steven woke up in a forest with nothing but the clothes on his back. Unsure of anything beyond his name he soon finds that this world he finds himself in is very hostile and he has to use everything within his disposal to survive. A Minecraft-inspired story Art isn't mine, if asked to remove it I shall.

Reborn in Dragon Ball: A War Hero’s Second Life with a Chaotic Multiverse Group Chat" After dying in World War III, a battle-hardened soldier awakens in the Dragon Ball world as Bulma’s younger brother. But he's not alone—he’s part of a mysterious group chat connecting reincarnators across different universes. With shared knowledge, wild personalities, and unpredictable alliances, the multiverse will never be the same. Connected Worlds in the Group Chat: Dragon Ball Demon Slayer One Piece Minecraft Solo Leveling The Novel’s Extra Invincible Hunter x Hunter