Chat Group: Swapping Bodies with the Bad-Ending Herta from the Start

He never wanted a stage. He never wanted attention. But he never had a choice. Follow a master of the shadows — a seasoned chameleon, a former assassin, and above all… a rising star in his new profession. Forced to act in order to survive.

Once, Andy trusted someone with his entire life. The betrayal that followed destroyed more than his faith—it erased his humanity. From that day forward, Andy rebuilt himself into something colder. Efficient. Logical. Untouchable. A man who solved problems like equations and kept emotions locked behind steel walls. Then five girls entered his life. A quiet genius who observes everything. A chaotic little troublemaker who calls him “Appa.” A stubborn perfectionist chasing the stage. A soft-hearted dreamer learning to stand on her own. And a girl who simply refuses to let him remain alone. Together with Eilen—one of the few people who dares to stand beside him rather than behind him—they slowly turn Andy’s perfectly ordered world upside down. Breakfast becomes chaos. Silence becomes laughter. And the man who once lived like a machine begins to rediscover something he thought he had lost forever. Family. But rebuilding a heart that was once shattered is never simple. And Andy must decide whether to keep living as the perfect machine… or risk becoming human again.

The mountain-like behemoth collapsed to the ground. A green hatchling, no larger than the monster’s head, stood atop its skull. Dark emerald claws were buried deep in the beast’s flesh. The young dragon held its head high, its entire body radiating the aura of a king… “Hum-da~ hum-da~” The imagined majestic scene was instantly shattered by a sudden childish cry. Standing on the giant’s head, Kaos lowered his draconic head and cast a helpless glance toward the ground. There, squatting with her two thick hind legs stretched straight out and her chubby, cone-shaped tail drooping behind her, was a white hatchling. The white hatchling was covered in wounds. Almost none of her scales remained intact—fresh marks left by the recent battle. Around her lay many other hatchlings of different colors. Like her, they were all battered and battle-worn. “You little white chubby—couldn’t you at least let me finish looking cool?” White Chubby tilted her head slightly. She didn’t quite understand what Kaos meant by “finish looking cool.” Her round little dragon head drooped down. She placed her plump claws on her round belly and rubbed it. She was hungry. She wanted to hurry up and eat some meat. “Hum-da, hum-da~” The white hatchling lifted her head and called out to Kaos again. This time, her cries carried a faint note of grievance.

The Peerless Tang Sect is an era without hope, an age controlled by an invisible hand. It appears vibrant, full of life, and ablaze with brilliance, yet beneath that prosperous facade lies corruption without hope or possibility. Birth, decay, and death form the inescapable cycle of all things. And yet, even in the harshest environments, the most tenacious lives can still bloom into defiant flowers. Even amid corruption, vivid colors can still emerge. Forced by disaster to become an evil soul master, Chen Ming refuses to surrender to fate. Even if he is treated like a stray dog in the street, he will never stop barking at the heavens themselves. All things decay, but all beings are immortal.

Reed has accidentally crossed over into a virtual reality game that is not due for release until a year later. Inside the game, he is a Progenitor Vampire that has been hiding amongst humans to study magic that also owns an ancient castle with over 200 vampiric descendants. What a roller-coaster ride. Thankfully, he can still return back to Earth. But the biggest crisis staring down upon him is the open beta scheduled for a year later, and the coming of the players. How can he, as a vampire, get strong enough to fight against the oncoming catastrophe incarnates – the players themselves!! This is the tale of a Progenitor Vampire leading a group of vampires and humans farming the land.

Griffin Finch wakes up on a sweat-stained mattress in South Philly, inhabiting a body he doesn't recognize just as the Catastrophe Prediction System flickers to life in his vision. Armed with a meta-interface that quantifies the "Social Gravity" and impending doom of every scheme, he tries to stay sane while the Gang at Paddy's Pub ignores his perfect logic. Between calculating the property damage of a bird-related bet and receiving cryptic texts from the Waitress, Griffin realizes that knowing exactly how the trainwreck happens doesn't make stopping it any easier.

Lin Mo transmigrates into the Pokémon world, only to be caught in the crossfire of a war between the gods of time and space. The collision of divine power tears his fate apart—and he is reborn again, crashing into the Douluo Continent like a blazing meteor, beginning his third life. At six years old, Lin Mo awakens Innate Level 6 Spirit Power and twin martial spirits. The first is a mysterious Little Dragon Egg—a martial soul that cannot hatch until he reaches Level 10 Spirit Power. Once it hatches, it grows alongside him, unlocking new spirit abilities as his cultivation rises, and evolving again and again into a terrifying powerhouse. The second is a future answer from ten thousand years later: a golden body martial soul formed from heart and blood—a path of body refinement that forges him into something that cannot be broken. Charmander Evolution, Burning the Heavens and Destroying the World [Charmander (Lv10)] → [Charmeleon (Lv30)] → [Charizard (Lv50)] → [Super Charizard X (Lv70)] … A dragon of flame that brings “small shocks” to the Douluo world—shocks that quickly become fear. Heart Forging Body, Indestructible Flesh Starting from the heart, Lin Mo tempers his organs one by one—five viscera, torso, bone, blood, and the whole body—until he reaches the final stage: an indestructible body. In this life, Lin Mo will no longer lie low. With the fire of a dragon that breathes destruction, he will burn through every obstacle. With a body that refuses to fall, he will carve his way upward—step by step—onto the road to godhood.

Maverick Langley went to sleep as a struggling twenty-three-year-old freelancer and woke up as Lilith, a five-year-old girl in the worst possible place: the Warhammer 40,000 universe. In the grim darkness of the far future, there is only war. Lilith wakes in agony, trapped in a body that isn't hers, with no memory of how she got there. Beside her is Eve, her twin sister, a child with glowing red eyes and inhuman strength who has never known kindness or warmth. Together, they are experiments. Weapons. Failures. When the creators who made them decide to dispose of their mistakes, the twins must fight for survival in a galaxy that sees them as abominations. With only each other to rely on, they escape into a universe built on faith, fire, and fury. Stranded on a war-torn hive world, the sisters must navigate the watchful eyes of the Imperial Inquisition, learn what it means to be human, and hide secrets that could doom them both. Lilith carries the mind of an adult in a child's broken body. Eve knows only one truth: Lilith is everything to her. Together, they are stronger than alone. Apart, they are vulnerable. And in the Imperium of Man, weakness is heresy. As dangerous powers awaken within Lilith and unseen forces take interest in the strange twins, they must learn to survive in a galaxy where even the Emperor's protection has limits. "In the darkness between stars, who protects the Emperor's broken children?" A/N: This fanfic is mine and for those who will see inconsistencies and such, I will tell you now that this isn't polished yet so don't expect perfection. Also, crossovers will happen (only few characters though) and i integrated them into the 40k lore.

Voldemort is dead. In his final moments, a bright, cheerful voice echoes in his mind. Would you like to start over? Tom Riddle answers yes without hesitation. Of course he wants another chance. Whatever the price is, he will pay it, as long as he gets to do it all again. When he opens his eyes, the former Dark Lord finds himself in an orphanage in 1991. Only this time, everything is wrong. He is no longer Tom Riddle. He is a girl named Tamara Riddle. And to make it worse, she is bound to a ridiculous Virtue System. [Welcome, your account has been bound to the Virtue System!] To become stronger, she must accumulate virtue points. Tom: I am Voldemort. I can kill whoever I want. [WARNING! Strong murderous intent and malicious attack detected!] [Penalty activated: Level 1 electric shock.] With her eyes still stinging from the shock, Tom forces a gentle, harmless smile, while quietly calculating how to eliminate everyone in the room. But as the days pass, she does not kill a single person. Instead, the people around her start to like her. Then trust her. Then protect her. And when the truth finally threatens to surface, nobody believes it for a second. Harry snaps, furious: “What nonsense are you spouting? Tamara cannot possibly be connected to the Dark Lord!” Tamara only sighs, soft and tired. “Sorry, Harry. He is already the Dark Lord.”

I made a fanfic about Grimgar because I was watching the anime.