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Gacha Life Reacts To Jt Music

That Time I Got Reincarnated With Gacha System In Mahabharata

(This Story Takes Place In AU So, Don't Expect To Go Things As It Was In the Original Mahabharat.) Hindu x Greek x Norse (Mythologies Included) ******************* My name is Aditya. I am a seventeen-year-old who used to live in Kurukshetra, Haryana, and, of course, an orphan. Life was ordinary until a tragic accident took me away from the modern world—only to be reborn in a time I had only read about in history books: the Mahabharata era. As for how I got to this conclusion? Well, the answer to that question lies with the man-god sitting far away from me with a mischievous smile on his handsome face—Lord Krishna. It seems my memories awakened at a significant moment: the Swayamvara of Draupadi. Standing amidst an assembly of kings and warriors, I watch as Karna is insulted and humiliated for his lower caste. The tension in the air was palpable, and I realized that I was witnessing one of the most pivotal events in the Mahabharata. My heart raced with both excitement and dread. But as I tried to process this, something even stranger happened—a voice echoed in my mind. [Welcome, User! You have activated the Gacha System.] What on earth? Or rather, what in the Mahabharata? Before I could even fully comprehend the situation, I felt a strange pull within me, like an invisible force connecting me to something far greater. The system interface appeared in front of my eyes, listing various abilities, weapons, and companions—all locked behind a gacha mechanism. Apparently, I had been reincarnated not just as a mere observer but with a cheat ability straight out of a video game. The Gacha System allowed me to draw random skills, weapons, or even templates from the grand pool of every mythological lore. But there was a catch: each draw required "Fate Points," and earning those points meant altering the events of this world. As I stood there, watching the unfolding drama with Karna, I realized that I was no longer just a bystander. I had the power to change history, for better or worse. But meddling with destiny in such a grand tale came with unimaginable consequences. What if I anger the gods? What if I change the fate of heroes like Arjuna, Karna, or Bhishma? The weight of it all hit me like a thunderbolt. Still, one thing was certain—I couldn't let things play out the way they did in the original story, not if I had the power to make things right. With the Gacha System at my side, I had the chance to rewrite the Mahabharata itself. But I needed to be cautious. Lord Krishna’s knowing gaze seemed to pierce through me as if he already knew about my unique circumstances. Was he testing me? Guiding me? Or simply waiting to see how my actions would shape the future? Then let's start with this event itself. ********************** Disclaimer: Remember, this is a fanfiction about Mahabharata. Not "Original" Mahabharata. I have no intention to harm anyone's religious belief, I am just writing a what-if story from my perspective. If you don't like it, So I kindly request you not read further this.
Suryaputra_Karna01 · 300.7K Views

Omniscient Gacha you are too expensive!!

Rayne was a man who lived a life of solitude, burdened by depression and the monotony of mere existence. But when death unexpectedly claims him, he is given a second chance—awakening in the world of his favorite fantasy gacha game. Reborn as the son of a humble farming family, Rayne now knows true happiness for the first time in his life: a loving mother and father, a playful younger sister, and the simple joys of village life. Yet, his tranquil days are not without mystery. A strange system, tied to a gacha mechanic from his past, grants him power at a price, while faint echoes of his former life linger in the shadows. Rayne has vague memories of ten extraordinary beings—heroes of unparalleled beauty and strength—whom he cherished deeply in the game. Though scattered across the world and unaware of his rebirth, their unwavering love and devotion continue to influence the fate of the realm. For now, Rayne focuses on the present: helping his family, honing his skills as a hunter, and learning the values of patience and hard work. But as the quiet days pass, small hints of a larger destiny begin to surface. In the depths of the forest and beyond the horizon lie remnants of a past he thought was just a game—and a future that may draw him back to the very beings he once favored above all. As the bonds of family ground him in the present, Rayne’s peaceful existence begins to intertwine with the grander schemes of the world. Can he hold onto the happiness he’s found, or will the echoes of his past life pull him into a story far greater than he ever imagined? --- Author’s Note: Hey there, amazing readers! Just a quick heads-up about my posting schedule and style. I’ll be updating one chapter every day, so you’ll always have something fresh to dive into. Each chapter is 4,000 to 5,000 words because, let’s face it, I hate cliffhangers as much as you do. My goal is to give you a satisfying, immersive read every time—no abrupt stops, just pure storytelling goodness! So buckle up, grab your favorite snack, and let’s embark on this epic journey together! Your support means the world to me—don’t forget to leave your thoughts, and I’ll see you in the chapters! Happy reading! 40000
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The Unrivaled God of Music.

Alex had always been an ordinary man in a world where strength was the only measure of value. Born into a poor, martial society where cultivation was everything, he was branded as "trash among trash"—unfit for greatness, unworthy of respect. But Alex was content. He had no ambitions beyond surviving the harsh world around him, leading a quiet life with no desire for power or glory. That was until the day everything changed. The peaceful village Alex called home was annihilated by a merciless band of marauders, leaving nothing but blood and ruin in their wake. In the flames of destruction, a primal, uncontrollable force awakened within him—a surge of power that shattered his limits and threatened to consume his very soul. In that instant, Alex realized that he was no longer just a powerless man. He had become something else. But in the aftermath, the burden of this newfound power weighed heavily on him. As Alex journeys through a world that values strength above all else, he struggles with the monstrous force within, constantly fighting to hold on to his humanity. The line between vengeance and justice blurs as he seeks retribution for the massacre of his village, each act of violence pushing him further into moral ambiguity. But even as he seeks answers, the question remains: is power a gift to be embraced, or is it a curse that can only bring destruction? One day, while exploring an ancient, forgotten temple, Alex discovers a mysterious flute carved with symbols that seem to pulse with an otherworldly energy. The flute’s presence calls to him, an unspoken promise of greater strength and untold truths. “What is the origin of this instrument?” he wonders, feeling its dark allure. “Is it my salvation, or my doom?” As Alex unravels the flute’s secrets, he is drawn to a place whispered about in legends—the Western Gates. But the journey ahead is treacherous, filled with factions and enemies who seek the flute for their own purposes. Along the way, he encounters figures from his past, each one challenging his beliefs about power, vengeance, and his place in the world. But Alex’s greatest struggle lies not in the enemies he faces, but in himself. The power within him threatens to consume his every thought, every decision, and every relationship. The question remains: can he control the monster inside and rise above the bloodshed, or will he become the very thing he swore to destroy? His choices will determine the fate of not only his own soul but the future of the world he once sought to escape. In a land where power reigns supreme, Alex must decide if he will embrace the power within him, or cast it aside to find the humanity he has nearly lost. ____________________________ The cover paper is not mine, if you want me to take it down, I can do it without batting an eye.
Vaniaka · 15.8K Views
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