Isekai

After dying one of the most shameful deaths imaginable, I was granted a second chance. I reincarnated into the world of Akame ga Kill, an anime I’d watched ages ago. Not as the main character. Not even a side character. Just an extra.

But Lady Luck decided to drip her love nectar on me, blessing me with a lost, undocumented Teigu; the Absolute Hypnosis Teigu. And as if that wasn’t enough… I now have a big dick.

With this newfound power, I’ll do whatever the hell I please, things I’ve always dreamed of. I’ll fuck whoever I want, and I’ll cuck that pathetic excuse for a main character who never had the balls to do what needed to be done.

“All the heroines’ pussies shall belong to me, only I have the right to fill them with my cream!”

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Note: This fic will be significantly different from the canon story. For every chapter I post here, I’ll upload two more on my .

Broken, bitter, & hanging by a thread. Yep, Niro’s life was almost the definition of tragic. Not to worry though, Truck-kun has your back! Turns out his bad luck was a mistake and he’s been living a life of despair for no reason. Not to worry though, God is here! Cheats, feats, & skills to beat. He’s got it all. But it turns out that even in another world, the string of fate has a funny way of tying people together. Devious schemes and harrowing plots loom in the darkness of the great Luna Kingdom. As the now reincarnated Roel, successor to the great Astra House, reluctant as he be to dip his toes into the freezing river of lies, he has no choice but to take the dive if he wants to survive!

“Yesterday we obeyed kings and bent our necks before emperors. But today we kneel only to truth, follow only beauty, and obey only love.” – Khalil Gibran

After being caught while having an intimate encounter with other MILFS, Elieous escaped to another world. Sharing a bed with a top-class MILF with an amazing body?! Bon Appetite~! Will Elieous be able to make his own harem in this world safely?

[NO NTR/NETORARE]
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TL/Credits to – Ero404

I died. Heaven’s automated system tried to process my soul.

I refused.

The system couldn’t handle the contradiction. It broke, rebuilt me as something wrong, and ejected me into another world before it could fix its mistake.

Now I’m learning to serve tea while managing the minor complications of being an apex predator who feeds on life essence, processes emotions in alien and fundamentally broken ways, and accidentally creates absolutely loyal servants through corruption seeds.

I saved a slave and took him as my master. My relationship with him? It’s not servitude. It’s obsessive devotion that doesn’t follow human logic. He’s stuck with me, even when my actions horrify him.

My master built a maid café to hide me. It worked too well. Now we have twin fox-spirits as family—our bonding involved obliterating hundreds of thousands because someone was rude to my master. Appropriate response, I thought. We have staff bound by seeds that grant immortality and absolute loyalty. We have a border town operation that runs on systematic death and genuine care intertwined impossibly.

I’m OP, cold, and casually commit what humans call atrocities without noticing. My emotions aren’t absent—they’re just eldritch. Inhuman. I fight dragons to protect my coca-cola supply and cry when I drink it. The genocide that happened during all this barely registered. Neither makes sense to me. Why is one acceptable and the other horror?

The body count is significant. The methods are brutal. The loyalty is absolute—magical binding that makes “choice” complicated. But the found family is genuine, and I’m learning what it means to care through stolen emotions and discovered tastes.

This world runs on functional corruption where money matters more than mortality. I’m a monster learning to serve tea while engineering apocalypses. The pastries are excellent.

Welcome to the maid café at the end of the desert. Where service is absolute, consequences are severe, and somehow love still grows in the spaces between atrocities.

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Substantial backlog available (150+ chapters completed).

Content warnings: Extreme violence, mass casualty events, slavery and consent issues, body horror, psychological manipulation, morally complex protagonists. This is dark fantasy with genuine emotional core—not grimdark, not cozy, something between.

So, let me get this straight, I die not knowing how, get reborn as a mythical bird, my parents are dragons and this levelling system is crap.
If that isn’t bad enough, I’m also terrified of flying.
I’m never going to get used to this, am I?

—Slight summary of each volume—
Volume 1: Developing & growing up
Volume 2: Romance & vengeance
Volume 3: Home life & invasions
Volume 4: Aftermath & exploration
Volume 5: Soulmates & hunting
Volume 6: Heavenly & …

She’s a Cat. She’s a Girl. And she’s going to evolve.

Yona wasn’t always a cat, but she is now, and she’s living her best cat life. No silly “Quests” or “Systems” are going to get in her way!

…Until they do. Unfortunately, time waits for no man, and it certainly waits for no cat, and Yona finds that out the hard way. Now, stranded alone on an island surrounded by monsters, she needs to fight for her life to survive and return to the mainland!

…Or just pig out and nap and sometimes slap some fish people around. Either works. But there’s one thing she’s not going to do: swim. And that makes escaping the island a bit more of a challenge than it needs to be.

Meanwhile, the gods are brewing up… something. As gods tend to do.

What to expect:
– The MC is a cat, both in body and mind
– Gluttony powers done right
– The only romance is Yona X Fish (can’t get enough fish)
– A System that is sassy only in self defense
– Numbers go up (a lot)
– Somewhat unhinged MC