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In the vibrant world of Fairy Tail, Marco, a young mage with a knack for defying expectations, wields unconventional versions of Celestial Spirit Magic and Requip Magic. His signature moves, like the explosive Pegasus Meteor Fist and donning the Sagittarius Gold Cloth, leave traditionalists like Lucy and Erza baffled, as they challenge the very definitions of their magic. His unique magical approach, bolstered by the mysterious Saint System that grants him powerful abilities like the Gold Cloth, sets him apart as a prodigy with ambitions to lead Fairy Tail one day. My name is Marco, and I’m in Fairy Tail. My specialties are [Celestial Spirit Magic] and [Requip Magic]. Marco: My Celestial Spirit Magic is—[Pegasus Meteor Fist]! Lucy (freaking out): That is NOT [Celestial Spirit Magic]! Celestial Spirit King (sternly): I agree with Lucy. Marco: My Requip Magic is—[Sagittarius Gold Cloth]! Erza (freaking out): That is NOT [Requip Magic]! Armor Shop Owner (sternly): I agree with Erza. Marco (confused): Is Pegasus not a Celestial Spirit? Is equipping a Gold Cloth not considered requip? One punch sends the Magic Dream flying, two punches destroy the Black Dragon. Do you even understand the weight behind "Burn! My Cosmo!"?

My name is Noah, and I'm a support. You're asking about this sniper rifle? This is my staff. I'm not a frontline combatant, so it's perfectly normal for me to carry a long-range weapon. I have a clear understanding of myself - that's right, I don't have the makings of a hero, nor do I have grand ambitions. It's just that I'm used to doing my best with whatever task is at hand. Main Storyline: DanMachi → Rakudai Kishi → Akame ga Kill! → Type-Moon → A Certain Magical Index → Re:Zero

After refusing to fix a match, Jeremy Ling had his Achilles tendon "accidentally" stepped on by a teammate, ending his career. Then, he was Reborn in 2017 when he was still a Manchester United youth team player. Will the struggling Manchester United fall into dire straits once again? Or, will Jeremy Ling manage to help Manchester United regain their former glory?

Kaoru Mitoma is a transmigrator, and there’s a wish machine attached to him. As long as he fulfills any of the wishes, he’ll gain a random reward. The more wishes he grants, the more rewards he gets! However, these wishes seem kind of strange? —— “I really wish I could be Miss Sakayanagi dog!” “Argghhh I want to bully Karuizawa Kei in front of everyone so bad!” “I want to Secretly threaten Airi Sakura. She wouldn’t want everyone to find out She's an online idol, right?” “I want to see Kushida-chan, her face full of disgust, wearing a maid outfit and serving like she’s looking at trash…” "I want Ichinose to step on me!"

Blake had one dream after being reborn into the Pokémon world: live peacefully, sleep properly, eat good food, run a small shop, and never again work himself to death! Unfortunately, life had other plans. His family happened to be an old ghost-handling lineage from Lavender Town. His partner Gastly was a prank-loving menace. His childhood friend Nessa kept dragging him into trouble. His “ordinary” souvenir shop somehow sold rare handmade charms that made Trainers lose their minds! Blake really did want to be a bum. The problem was, this bum knew Pokémon battles, breeding, item crafting, Ghost-type rituals, and enough weird family secrets to make the League start paying attention. So yes, Blake is lazy. But he is also a lazy member of a ghost-handling clan! And in the Galar region, that is apparently enough to cause trouble without even trying.

In the world of football, great powers vie for supremacy. Across the dawn of a new era, the rivalry between the Red Devils and the Gunners burns fiercely. At Stamford Bridge, the Blues are on the verge of rising. At Anfield, the Reds’ long march remains distant and arduous. In the sacred temple of football, the Galácticos shine with the brilliance of kings. Barcelona bides its time, waiting for the Elf King to ascend the throne and sweep across Europe. The Rossoneri, though seasoned veterans, still harbor ambitions to win the world’s allegiance! In midsummer of 2000, on the shores of the Irish Sea, in the southwestern borderlands of Wales, a man named Lynn stood before Swansea Bay, raising swans. When their wings had fully grown, Lynn led his swans eastward, setting his sights on England, marching into Europe, and contending for supremacy! And when the day comes that there is no one who does not know his name, the world will gasp in astonishment!