Jiraiya Refuses To Be Hokage

If I asked you, what does it mean to be a hero, how would you respond? Is it fighting to avenge people you've lost? Rescuing others when no one else can lend a hand? Sacrificing your body for people who don't even know your name? Is a hero anyone who is strong, flashy, prestigious, or loves beating up bad guys? The country is in utter chaos as heroes and villains fight for survival. Everyone in between has lost someone. And everyone has their own ideals for what it means to be a hero. The story continues with Rhett, a nobody with no powers except one that lets him experience death over and over again. Can he save the ones he loves? Can he be the hero he wanted to be?

Wu Tangge was a Evil God successor and now he has to survive in this ruthless world with his identity. Wu Tangge manipulate many people in world. His only goal is to survive and become the strongest.

"In order to survive the future great war, we must take drastic measures. We need to summon warriors and train them before time runs out." By favorable vote of an exceptional world summit composed of kings, emperors, and ancient mages, millions of earthlings reincarnated into an alien, medieval world governed by swords and magic to save its prophesied doom. Chained to their rules, slaves of their whims, they forgot about their civilised lives. Was it a curse or the last blessing from their original world? However, one reincarnation failed to follow the summoning—an anomaly born in error… or by design. Thrust into a rotting house in a ghostly body, Adam found himself bound to a wailing baby: the body he should have reincarnated into. Confused and worried by the remarks of his snarky system about his heavily damaged soul, he began his years-long quest to recover his body. Armed with his mind, he'll educate the baby, watch him turn into a good youth, and weave relationships with this world's magical natives, learning their crafts and skills. However, the moment to choose loomed: Would he suffer as a ghost until he found an alternative that might not exist, or reclaim his life at the cost of the boy’s? He was far from imagining how dangerous this world full of possibilities could be, prompting him to question everything he knew... Including himself, his sanity, and the hands that intentionally blurred this world's history. ********************************************** Discord server: https://discord.gg/ubzzKM5wfp Note: The MC is not a supporting character or hidden master. It's his story, motivated by his choices and battles, not the baby's. Please don't fall for prejudices like 'I know where this is going,' because spoiler: you definitely don't. ********************************************** What you can expect: -A living world with its own lore. -Each character has their own motivations and desires. -Moral grey story. -An MC who grows and learns little by little. -A long but epic quest. -Badass female chars later in the story. -Cultivation and magic that makes sense.

When a princess is kidnapped, Mikey—a completely average civilian—is forced into heroism by the greatest threat of all: a mother who is annoyed with him. There’s just one problem. No one knows what the princess looks like. The king is absolutely useless. And Mikey has never saved anything in his life. Now, with a heavily-accented goblin and the combined IQ of 3 walnuts, Mikey must face a series of foes to save the king's daughter—just to name a few, Evil Wizard Man, Really Evil Wizard Man, Super Evil Wizard Man, Creepy Wizard Man, and possibly a guy who has a grudge against the king from that time they played hide-and-seek and the king said they weren’t playing even though they obviously were because why else would they be in the attic of a stable? Oh, and did we mention bread costs five copper now?

My crush~~~~ Head over heels on his boyfriend ~~~~ On his breakup, I took my chance, and it worked out~~~~ His ex begged him to come back, and we broke up. ~~~~ Faith ended up working for his company~~~~ At present, we both are single~~~ turned into fuck buddies~~~ Again, his ex comes into picture~~so now what?

The issue that originally preoccupied Tang Xian's thoughts was whether, amidst these world-destroying bosses, he should be a hero for just a second or continue to pretend to be a boss. Later, he realized that, in the midst of pretense, he had actually become genuine...

He wasn't just born... he was fought for. After 10 months and 27 days in his mother's womb - with no signs of labor, no hope, and a heartbreaking silence at birth - a tiny baby is declared dead. But fate had other plans. Three hours later, against all odds, he breathes. A miracle no one expected... but the battle had only just begun. Born with a life-threatening disease, with doctors giving up, only a mother and grandmother's unshakable love stood between life and death. This is the true story of a boy who didn't just survive... He was born to fight. He was Born to Be a Battle. A heart-wrenching journey of survival, faith, and unconditional love - told through the tears of a mother and the strength of a child.

Transmigrated into a novel she dropped was never on Qi Jianyi’s bucket list. She could still remember how she deleted the novel on her phone after reading the first 30 chapters of the book.  “A book full of bullshit.” She cursed before going to sleep.  Never in a million years would she have thought that one day, she would be pulled into a novel she hated. All Qi Jianyi could think of was trying to look for a way home while ignoring the plot of the novel.  But where does she start? No, does she really have the time to think about it after the appearance of an annoying man who keeps pestering her?  Qi Jianyi could not forget her first impression of that man. He was as cold as ice, but had a fiery temperament. Those beautiful eyes of his had once captured Qi Jianyi’s attention.  But the young miss of the Qi family was too busy looking for a way home. How could she have the time and energy to care about a certain young master?  However, Song Chengfeng would not stop appearing before her. He didn’t know why either. For the first time in his entire life, his mind and body were not in sync.  “Why bother with her?” He whispered coldly, yet his legs already walked towards the woman who was enjoying her life.  “Because I love you, Qi Jianyi! I didn’t even know I was capable of feeling this way, but I do. I love you! I love you so much that the thought of losing you terrifies me. It suffocates me. And yet… you’re not even mine.” - Song Chengfeng "Loving me only ruins you. So stop!" - Qi Jianyi

Lyle Beydo is the son of two of the strongest mages in the kingdom. They were part of the current king's squad. He's also the nephew of the richest summoner mage to ever exist. He's known for his legend that took place overseas. And he often talks about this strange guy called Demiurge? Because of that, you'd expect him to pursue greatness, Right? Instead, he pursues a life of mundanity so he can perfect his families... soup recipe? Because of that, the gods and arch demons of the world contract with him, hoping to make the strongest mage in existence. And no one says no to them.

We met too young, loved too fast, and lost each other too soon. Years later, fate brings us back together—not on a quiet street or a rainy café, but in a dazzling boardroom halfway across the world He's now a powerful executive. I'm the new manager on his team. The past we tried to forget suddenly becomes impossible to ignore. Were we ever really over… or were we just waiting for the right time?

He lived eight lives. He died eight deaths. Betrayed. Forgotten. Humiliated. Again and again. Each time, he was reborn with a new name… a new face… but the same soul. Until now. In his ninth life, he awakens not as a genius, not as trash but as a man who can remember everything. All the pain. All the power. All the paths he walked. And with it comes something the heavens never expected: He can absorb the strength of every life he has lived. Martial arts he mastered as a street fighter. Forbidden spells he learned as a dark priest. Schemes he survived as a slave. Power he wielded as a fallen king. The world believes he's just another disciple in a forgotten sect. But the truth? He is the Ninth Grave. The last rebirth. The final storm. He was cursed to die. Now, he is destined to reign.

Blurb: “You can’t marry him, Moriah. If you do… I vanish forever.” Moriah Archwin Danté was never just a royal princess. Born of witch, vampire, and seer blood, she is the one destined to shatter an ancient curse—though she has no idea. Haunted by visions and a mysterious stranger who appears in her dreams, reflections, and even real life, her fate twists dangerously when her parents arrange a marriage to a young prince. But her dreams speak of another—a cursed king trapped in a dying realm, whose soul is tethered to hers. As love blooms between Moriah and the ghostly king, a dark truth is unveiled: If she marries anyone else, his soul will be lost… and her powers will be sealed forever. Torn between duty and destiny, between a prince with secrets and a mate condemned by blood, Moriah must make an impossible choice. Will she follow her heart or be the reason her soulmate dies twice? A tale of twisted fates, dangerous love, and magic deeper than blood—“Cursed to Be Mine” will enchant you until the very last page.

To be human, when others were given chances to be more. To be true to one's self in a world of masquerades and monsters.

a young man is he dream world were everything is not as it seems he is faced with multiple decisions to be dreaded and to be a hunter his goal isn’t to be the strongest the fastest the smartest just revenge and the fun of the HUNT

To be human, when others were given chances to be more. To be true to one's self in a world of masquerades and monsters.

Ethan's head throbbed violently as he opened his eyes, his vision hazy and unfocused. A dull ringing filled his ears, drowning out his thoughts. "What’s happening…?" he thought, his mind sluggish, struggling to catch up with reality. One moment, he was asleep—or at least, he thought he was—and the next, searing pain forced him awake. His vision swam, shapes blurring together in a disorienting mess. But then, muffled noises filtered through the haze—frantic, panicked sounds. Someone was trying to scream, their voice smothered, choked by something. A cold shiver ran down his spine. As his sight gradually sharpened, Ethan's breath hitched. He was on all fours, looming over someone. A girl. Her body twisted and writhed beneath him, ropes biting into her wrists and ankles. Her mouth was gagged, muffling her cries. Her wide brown eyes, brimming with fear and fury, glared up at him. Ethan's body locked in place, his blood running cold. "What the…?" His mind reeled, thoughts slamming into each other in chaotic disarray. "What kind of bizarre dream is this?" Panic clawed at his chest. His breath came in ragged, uneven gasps as he scrambled backward, only to realize his limbs felt sluggish, uncooperative, like they didn’t belong to him. "Is this… is this some kind of twisted fantasy I never knew I had?" A sickening thought slithered through his mind, making his stomach churn. The girl's frantic squirming slowed for a moment, her gaze flickering with confusion as she took in his expression—his trembling hands, his wide, horrified eyes. But the fear returned just as quickly. She struggled harder, her body arching, her muffled screams rising in pitch. Ethan wanted to speak, to say something, anything, but before he could force out a word, a glowing blue window materialized before his eyes. His breath caught. A translucent, hovering screen? "What…?" Lines of glowing text scrolled across its surface. --- [System Activated…] [Host Confirmed.] [Simulating Previous Data…] Ethan awakens in a mysterious world, shackled by a curse that clouds his judgment and drives him toward choices he never wished to make. Burdened by guilt and responsibility, he must navigate the fallout of his actions while unraveling the truth behind the curse—and his place in this enigmatic new reality.

Beatrice Da Ville was meant to be the villainess. Arrogant, cruel, and doomed to die. But when a 21st-century woman wakes up in her body, she refuses to meet that fate. Avoiding execution should have been simple: keep her head down, stay out of trouble, and let the story run its course. But the world refuses to let her disappear. The nobles are always whispering about her, the royal family won’t leave her alone, and worst of all—the cold, calculating Crown Prince keeps watching her like he knows she’s up to something. But the deeper she gets entangled in the kingdom’s growing tensions, the more she realizes something terrifying. This story was never just about the heroine and villainess. And if she’s not careful, she won’t just die. She’ll play right into the ending that was always meant for her. If the script won’t let her live, then she’ll just have to rewrite it herself.

A calculating merchant of noble birth lives a comfortable life managing his guild's business at the Imperial Academy—until lightning strikes him, leaving him with prophetic visions of a disastrous future. In these visions, he's expelled from his family, branded a traitor who aids demons, and worst of all, becomes a penniless beggar. When the supposed "protagonist" of these prophecies enrolls at the academy, he realizes his countdown to ruin has begun. Now he must use his foresight to rewrite a story where he's cast as a third-rate villain, all while navigating ancient dungeons, demonic threats, and the troublesome "hero" who might be the key to changing his fate. #MoneyIsEverything

I mastered six elements. I negotiated with dragons. I rewrote the laws of mana. And then a clumsy goddess said: "Oops, wrong world. No magic here. Sorry!" Now I’m stuck in a brutal world where swords decide everything—and mages? They don’t exist. Stripped of my magic, I’m labeled a “Null.” Not a warrior. Not a swordsman. Just a broom-wielding camp porter with a bad attitude and zero blade skills. But I’m not alone. The goddess gave me one last gift: Aether, a mysterious combat assistant that doesn’t fight, doesn’t give cheats… just watches, analyzes, and says things like: “Your sword form is trash. Let’s fix it.”

A small comedic story.

In a ruined castle where roses grow from graves, Rhiannon-the Crimson Saint-wanders the centuries seeking solace from the hunger she never chose. Her blood is sacred. Her love, a curse. When she saves Alexander, a dying man with a poet's heart and a death wish, she does what no vampire should: she turns him with love, not hunger. Now, their bond defies death, time, and fate. But Alexander was never meant for this world... and the more she clings to him, the more the world begins to unravel. Love was never meant to be immortal. But Rhiannon never learned how to let go. A gothic vampire romance of sacred hunger, devotion, and the myths we bleed for.

I left my home long ago and left behind the one whom I love. I sold her out for wealth and power. Now I've returned to give her a better life, I never expected what I found.