A Modern Man Who Got Transmigrated Into The Murim World Novels & Stories

“I’m Yuki, I govern the magic of Conjuration, the ability to create matter, creatures, and even bridges to other realms. It is an honor to meet you.” The next person looks like a child, but then quickly morphs into a bird and then into an older man with a beard. “Knock that crap off Giles, show the boy what you look like so he doesn’t accidentally kill you in battle because you don’t look familiar,” Yuki yells at him and the others laugh again. I stare at the screen and see him transition to a fairly ordinary guy, slightly balding, heavy set, and quite normal looking. “Giles,” he says pointing at himself, “Transmutation is my responsibility.” He fidgets with his hands waiting for the next pe

He raised his head, pointed in two sides, covered in fur, a pair of eyes glowing in red, ablaze, hatred is written all over his face. While lifting his fists, his claws sharply grew-He is not just a kid but a humanoid beast, while the distortion covers his mouth- it made him able to speak non-gibberish words. He hauled his furry hands, trenchant claws in front of them. ‘’Hold it! We will not hurt you. I know you have deep hatred for humans but I am not a human, I Imimu-Zaru is a minim.’’

Fae looked from felix to the man called Lewis and hummed in response and let felix enjoy holding her hands like a kid who just got a candy, despite being annoyed by the other a few seconds ago for interrupting her precious sleep, this never happened before, like, you know, in her 20 years she had never actually had such a nice sleep ever since she was betrayed and just kept consuming sleeping pills to have atleast a few hours of rest, so she always wakes up, way before someone even interrupts her. "She can understand us?" "Think so." "Thats wierd, i heard most babies are clueless and quite a troublesome being." Fae frowned hearing what the man just said and turned to look at him, he was wear

My name is Jennie Dawson. I was just an ordinary college girl whose biggest achievement was pulling all-nighters to read smut novels. Then one night I dropped dead at my desk… and woke up inside the very book I was reading, as a pretty background character who happened to share my name. The heroine, Nancy Porter, was a transmigrator with a system. Her mission was to seduce my brother and turn him into her devoted plaything, living a life of indulgence with her day and night until she could finally return to her world.

" Eugene smiled indulgently. "Don't believe in anyone else, and trust in your own feelings. How can I feel at ease when you're like this? "Seems like keeping you by my side is my only option." "Alright." Not long after, I returned with my sister and lived together with Eugene, and many transmigrators appeared in this world as well. One day, I became the one who maintained the order of this world, the one in control. Then, I created a whole new world.

I floated in midair and quietly looked down at everything below. The wicked had finally received their punishment, but Dad and I could never come back. After Joel was taken to the punishment chamber, he didn't last long before losing his mind completely. He was chained in a dark corner, his clothing in tatters, his festering skin stuck to the filthy fabric. He was incoherent and delirious all day, muttering the same words over and over. He giggled at times and choked up at others. "I transmigrated… I just need to find a way back… I want to go back to the modern world…"

Lythal retorted, his eyes falling on his fingers that were just inside you. “Tell me who you are.” He demanded again. “I’m not Meilin, you are right. I transmigrated into this book. I don't belong here. Lythal grabbed you and spanked you hard. “Do you take me for a fool?” he growled, his grip on your waist tightening. “You expect me to believe that you stumbled into our world by accident?” You shook your head frantically, desperation clawing at your chest. “It’s the truth, I swear,”

"Mister, you are far from home, aren't you?" The young man's eyes rotates toward my direction, "W-What do you mean?" Don't tell me.. he read my book and transmigrated into it too? I inquire, "You transmigrated into my story 'A Thousand Canola Blossom', didn't you?" He indulges in a state of confusion. Finally, he says in denial, "Your story? Don't you mean.. MY story 'Brotherhood of Blades'?" I blink. His story? Wait. Don't tell me..

a laugh escaped my throat, “Fuck, I finally succeeded. It makes sense.” “I swear, you mortals are all fucked in the head,” the man before shook his head, “No, dipshit. You’re not dead. You could be drunk, hell if I know, but you summoned me. Typically, this is where you offer me your soul in exchange for whatever ails you. What’d you do? Murder? Kidnap the wrong person? Fuck with another immortal being?” “Uh....I’m paralyzed from the waist down and my mate fucked my best friend. Interested in not feeling anymore. Is that something you can do?”

Chapter Three: Eldoria Silas aka Adam Bishop I woke up with a start, gasping and trying to catch my breath. It felt like I had just run a mile. I looked around the room I was in. If it can even be called a room judging by how small it is. Even my old room was not as small. The ceiling is low and I think I can reach it, the things and furniture all look... old. My brain processed what's going on and I remembered what happened. I died, I woke up in a place between heaven and hell, met a man in white cloak who gave me another chance and I was transmigrated to another world as a... what even am I?