my special ability is perfect replication

The event: an unforeseen cataclysm which wiped out all of life leaving but a fraction… So they say, but I know the truth, even though I'm uncertain of how it really happened. I can't seem to remember much. Compared to when i first awoken, 50 years ago, even if it's a fraction I'd call it progress. Over 200 years has passed since the event and I'm trying to find the answer to how this place came to be. I know it's not going to be easy and you can guarantee I'm going to fall into some unwanted predicaments. My goal: return it to the time before even if it takes destroying this world. To do that i think i have to find the one who cursed me and stole my memories... What i truly am, I'm yet to find out, and how I plunge the world into its current state. Author's note: I know my synopsis sucks but pls bear with me.

A murderer. A crazy woman. Is what they all call me. Apparently to me, I'm seeing the dead, which makes me crazy to everyone, but I know I'm not. Being stuck in a psychiatric hospital with a pending murder case at hand is not how I pictured this time of my life. I don't really get it. I am a lot of things that I'm not proud of, but certainly not a murderer. How on earth will I be able to vindicate myself if the dead is making me look like a murderer? How will I be able to vindicate myself when my past ways isn't even something to write home about, and all it can do is just spice up my case? How will I be able to save myself when I, and the dead was never in good terms, and I happen to be the cause of it all? What have I done to myself?

I am the heir to a very wealthy Family, but I am also a useless son-in-law. My days of being bullied by others are over, and I'm going to make the entire world tremble for me.

"You have an army?" "I have thousands of troops." "You can use lightning magic?" "I can also use it too." ---- Elijah, killed in a homicide transmigrated into another world. Unlike his world, he had come to a world full of mages and warriors. People awakened their abilities and became mages. But Elijah awakened the most useless ability of all time, the clone ability, and was looked down upon by everyone. ---- "From today, I, Elijah West, will be the strongest mage alive." "I don't learn common magic." "My clone would defeat you, I don't have your time.”

A College student who just entered University, Was suddenly shot by a wandering bullet and died in an unexpected way. His life was always riddled with tragedy, And for that, God had granted him another chance and was reincarnated into another world where Extraordinary Skills exist. But the expectations he had instantly shattered after he awakened and obtained the Skill, String Manipulator. "Wait, Why did I receive an E-rank Skill!? Did my bad luck accompany me even after my reincarnation!?" Follow our Protagonist, Axel Echevalier in his journey by Reading "Reincarnation of an E-Rank Skill User" Genre Tags: Action, Adventure, Comedy, WeaktoStrong, Romance, System, Genius, Overpowered. Please Support my Work. Daily Updates: 2 Chapters per day at 11:00PM (GMT+8) Words per Chapter: 1200~1500 BOOK COVER IS MADE BY ME. AgentGhost14

Have you ever been an object of ridicule not because you did anything wrong but just by the very fact that you existed, an existence which others seems inferior and worthy of being bullied, humiliated and taunted. well if you have experienced when this an opportunity to see such but if you haven't this is a perfect story. Marcel Audrey, the infamous University pauper was everything that anyone would want to be except that he was a well recognized church rat. He suffered greatly in the hands of the well do individuals while also being ruthlessly dumped by his girlfriend but when he thought that everything including the universe was against him he was offered an opportunity, An unconventional opportunity but all the same followed him as he runs a show that no one could and can never.

"Mother," I opened my eyes. Everything around me is a haze. I gazed at the candlelight. It was wobbling from side to side. I noticed a woman seated near me, but everything was fuzzy. I heard a voice unexpectedly. It was a woman's voice, echoing in my ear. She was singing a low-toned lullaby. "Mother, is it you?" I heard my name, "Maxilin, I am here." "Mother," I said with a tremble in my voice. I have no idea what's wrong with me. I reached out cautiously to touch her, but she was out of my reach. "Where are you, mother?" "Oh, my beloved, try to hold me, come here, " "Mother," Maxilin tried to stand up, but he was too weak. Maxi narrowed his eyes in an effort to see her face clearly, but he couldn't because everything was fuzzy. A woman in a white outfit moved in front of his sight. Maxi took a few steps forward while still gripping the chair. "Mother, don't leave," he murmured, dizzily. As he said, he saw in his fuzzy vision that someone had opened the door. "Mother, please don't leave me," Maxilin pleaded. He let go of the chair's hold and dashed behind her. "Mother, don't leave me. Wait." In his frail state, he shouted and followed her. "Huf". In the middle of his path, he stopped. "Mother, you've left me here alone," "Maxi," he heard the voice unexpectedly. Maxi glanced up and looked around. It's all clear now, but he's stuck in the midst of the woods. He gazed up at the sky. A giant moon was staring at him, and a horde of deadly, voracious creatures were roaring around him. "Son," someone touched his shoulder, he looked back, saw a terrifying creature standing in front of him. "Hello, dear."

Ethan has been raised by the Northern Empire orphanage since he was a child. He's been sold to Empire's military camp in order to solve the orphanage financial problem. The Empire planted nano-machine to keep Ethan's training progress tracked as well as to monitor him. Northern Empire decided to appoint Ethan as one of their special agents to serve their purpose. What is the true purpose of the Northern Empire?

I'm a special guy, no doubt. No one can do what I do. No one has the ability I have and if the government found out about what I can do, they'd probably lock me up to do thousands of experiments on me... and yet, I still manage to do everything wrong. Even with all the advantages anyone can possess and having the literal answers from the universe, I am absolutely lost. In fact, the universe and I have a rocky relationship and are in a constant fight. So, I hope you know that the universe is telling my story wrong. I am not a genius, I am not an innovative visionary and more importantly: I AM NOT GAY.

Having a crazy continuous dream like a drama series during my childhood, I realize I’m in the body of a character named Airis Absalom, daughter of the Absalom duchy. She happens to be an introvert, respectful and beautiful lady, but she died a miserable death, killed by the heartless mad future emperor, Aiden Alexander Ambrose. Not only her death, but also Ardiane empire’s total downfall. In order for me to not meet the same end and prevent the disaster I’ve seen, I made a deal with the hero, Azher Alexander Ambrose, the 4th prince. I promised to make him the next emperor in return for him to sponsor my world travel – trying to find a way to return. Living in this dream-reality, will I be able to return and succeed in saving Ardiane?