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I got transmigrated into a dark fantasy world where only destruction endings exist. The only way to prevent this world’s annihilation is to redeem the villains who destroy it—before they go bad. [Bonus Skill: “High-Performance Telepathy” has been activated.] “Gigachad, are you there?” — “Of course, my Champ.” And so… I pretended to be a voice in their head, whispering like a delusion, and slowly began reforming the villains one by one. But then— “If becoming an Alpha means I’ll never see you again, I’d rather stay an Omega forever.” “Gigachad! I had another wonderful day today—thanks to you. Every single moment feels like a miracle… But why aren’t you in any of them?” “A world without Gigachad? Then let it burn!” The villains I reformed are obsessed with me (Gigachad). Don’t go dark just because of a mere delusion in your head…

"This isn't the ending I wanted!" My favorite novel was turned into an online game. It was like a dream come true to see my beloved characters resurrected as NPCs. But that joy was short-lived. In just one year, the NPCs were slaughtered by players, and the world was destroyed. While raging about this, I was suddenly transported into the game. And of all characters, I became the villainous Pig Count whom I despised. This work is serialized every evening from 8 PM to 10 PM. The cover was created by Novelpia.

No matter how I looked at it, it didn't seem like a demon that would exist in a fantasy world, so I picked it up. "I don't need things like livers. Give me the professor instead." I should have just left it there.

[Weakness Bestowal ─ Lv.1] ◇ Bestows physical attribute as a weakness to the target upon contact. [Shop ─ Lv.1] ◇ Consume points to purchase items.

"...Why do you, the strongest hero, protect humanity without receiving a single penny? Don't all other heroes get enormous salaries?" "*Sob!* Mr. Smile, how can you keep smiling at citizens even when surrounded by so many villains...?" *Grin—* "Well, that's because I'm a 'hero.'" . . ...That's a lie. The truth is, I never had the slightest desire to be a hero. [Ability: Ignore any damage. You are the strongest hero.] [Penalty: Un-heroic behavior is strictly prohibited. Until conditions are met, retirement is impossible.] ...If only it weren't for that damn status window.

I picked up the princess of Galactic Empire, which rules over more than half of the universe, from the street.

The actress likes me to a suspicious degree.

I'm ruined. From nobility to penniless in a single day. But it's fine. Because my eyes can see S-class, no, SSS-class talents. And they're all incredibly beautiful young girls and women!

I Reincarnated as the Greatest Hero of Greece, but This Isn't the Greek Mythology I Knew. How far do I have to go????? - This work is based on an AA work, and I am the author - The cover characters are Adamantia and Heracles. Thankfully, I received fan art!

Looks matter even for war heroes...

In 2040, when the "Collapse Disaster" that occurred a few years ago engulfed the entire world, the deteriorating situation of survival-focused nationalism eventually ignited the spark of World War III. The ignited spark exploded the powder keg that had been dormant for a long time, causing the "Great Powers" of the world to collapse. A world where one must survive in this war-torn land by digging through the remnants of the "old era" once ruled by the 'Great Powers' and the technologies they had kept hidden. As the flames of World War III were dying down, the core of the East German Federation, the 'War Intelligence,' staged a rebellion and threatened the borders of Neo-Soviet Union. PMC Drake, composed of forcibly conscripted "Dolls" under the "Sentient Being Classification Policy," was engaged in a localized conflict against the War Intelligence's soldiers, the Aquila Exos...

The northernmost part of the empire, where frost lingers all year round. There live the hardy northern people. ※ The cover was created by artist Yangpa, and commercial use permission has been obtained.

Reborn as an orphan in a famous romance fantasy novel, the only way for me to survive was to enlist in the Imperial Army. While others lived up to the romance fantasy genre by falling in love, drinking, and enjoying parties with friends. I defied it by killing people, shedding blood, and attending funerals for my comrades. For a whole 15 years. So now, let me try living a new life. After all, I'm a veteran now.

"I picked up an egg from a dragon's nest." "Shaaak--!!" "...Should I just sell these?" I should have picked up treasure instead.

The Second Son of a Rural Baron, Ian Percus. One day, a love letter from the future arrived for him. 'If you fail to protect the future, the world will perish.' Along with a chilling warning, hastily scrawled by someone. ※The cover illustration of this work is used with commercial permission.

I was reincarnated as a genius blacksmith of the Demonic Cult in a martial arts novel. Since making legendary swords is too easy, I decided to create 'Demonic Swords' imbued with my will and soul. My plan was to deliberately push warriors to their limits and then help them grow by providing a spectacular finale. Isn't that the true purpose of weapons—to aid martial artists? But something seems off about the reactions of these martial artists after they've completed their growth. "Blacksmith! Revive this sword immediately! That's an order! Hurry..." "We did it! We actually did it! Finally, we... Demonic Sword, sir?" "You damn bastard... How could you just say that and leave? Now I'm left alone again..." "What are you saying, elder? No! What am I supposed to live for without you?! Without being with you, nothing has any meaning!" I've helped them grow completely, yet here they are, talking to themselves over a piece of metal that's lost its will. I don't understand.

Stuck in a miserable military life, cleaning up after those wretched hunters. I was suffering, wondering how long I'd have to keep doing this crap... and then they tell me I'm useless now and should be discharged. Well, thanks a lot! It was disgusting serving with you all, and let's never meet again! I said, let's NEVER meet again!

The reunion with my daughter after a long time was the worst.

My platinum blonde childhood friend is too pretty. She's a little... no, very prickly, does things her own way, and is quite stubborn. Even so, She's just too pretty.

Reborn in a Game World as a Lowly Clone Soldier? Can I Really Become the Galactic Emperor?

I've Reincarnated as a Maid of the Villainess in a Yuri Visual Novel Game.

I Was Reincarnated into a Romance Fantasy Full of Dreams and Hope. But I Became the Youngest Child of a Family Known as a Combat Clan. You think you're suffocating from all the sweet lovey-dovey stuff? Over here, I'm about to die from lack of oxygen while pumping iron. To think I have to be secret friends with the barbells in this romance fantasy. How unfair is that! I'm absolutely fuming, I tell you! - The illustrations in this work are commissioned pieces, and the copyright belongs to me! -

The Twelve Stories of Those Who Wish to Die...... But something went wrong. Someone interfered.

"Plague Doctor, a being whose name alone makes my heart race. How wonderful would it be if I could go to another world as this entity? I shall never remove my mask for the sake of the perfect concept!"

I Was Born as a Demon, the Villain Race in an Academy Regression Story. Afraid of dying, I hid in the countryside that never appeared in the original story... But ended up picking up the Saintess.

Having returned, he couldn't abandon his old habits to others. The Heavenly Demon remained a warrior at heart.

I was the only one who cared for her like family. And then she appeared as a mafia boss. What should I do? (The cover was created using AI, and the author takes full responsibility for it.)

Even if I enter the world of a novel and become the eldest daughter of the imperial family, a Geek Outcast is still a Geek Outcast. But I still want to go to the academy. The cover was commissioned externally and drawn by WY! I hold the commercial usage rights! The typography for the previous cover was worked on by Hoelyeohanbi-mil!

I became the administrator of an empty isekai planet with nothing on it. What should I do? If I build a theme park, would people come to visit? Or should I try conquering the universe instead? * [Cover image by 'AI Sage', typography by 'Kkuo'.]

I, a lifelong good-for-nothing, suddenly gained an ability. The ability to randomly draw items from another world. Now, I should make a living by hosting auction broadcasts with this ability. [Buying Elf Panties for 500 Million!] ...But something seems wrong. Getting an ability was nice and all, but why am I only getting these kinds of trashy items?