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As a C-Tier Lifeblade, Ethan keeps his head down, works hard, and always hits his mark. His skills might not be flashy, but they get the job done—and in SlayerCorp's cutthroat portal acquisitions industry, reliability makes you valuable. He’s built a solid rep as the go-to healer who can hold his own in any situation, with a resume that's earned him the respect and admiration of his peers. But Ethan's biggest challenge isn’t in the dungeons he clears or the creatures he fights. It’s Lily Chen.

Things were going great for the demon Bael-Sharoth until a little girl summoned him to open a jar of tomato sauce. Now he's trapped in the human world along with his arch nemesis the beautiful and capable Maharet Flameheart. Life isn't easy for a demon in a small town. But at least the parks are hellhound friendly and the werewolf at the local bookshop seems nice enough. Bael and Maharet must find a loving human family to take in this powerful young witch before time runs out or risk being stuck on earth forever.

Somewhere faraway, the universe is in peril. But on Earth, Alan is minding his own business after a boring double-shift at the pawn shop… until he’s assaulted by a screaming archer who turns out to be a good shot. Alan awakes in Strangey Town, a zany nightmarish jungle of ideas run by a horrid deity. Things get even stranger when a clairvoyant frog confirms Alan has an affinity for magic, and that his powers are far from ordinary. He can convene with gods, bargain for souls, and tap into every known magic the universe has to offer. It's unheard of!

All me and Gourry wanted was a peaceful little road trip, but we can’t take one step without wannabe heroes showing up to “vanquish” us! You’d think there was a bounty on our heads or—Wait, there IS?! Ah, crap. Better head to Sairaag to get this whole mess sorted out! Sure hope it’s just a big misunderstanding and not some complex plot by an old enemy to lure us into a—Wait, WHO issued the bounty? Oh, boy...

Jake was just an average guy until a freak accident threw him into a new world—one filled with magic, monsters, and ancient dangers. Granted a strange wish by the beautiful goddess Kim, Jake discovers he has the power to absorb the magical abilities of anything he eats. But with great power comes great hunger, and Jake’s quest to grow stronger quickly draws him into a battle with an ancient sorcerer, Darius, whose dark magic threatens to consume the world.

The witch Quin Schumacher ekes out a living as the crotchety colosseum combat critic for the Daily Stardust newspaper. Complicating her job is Fergus, the former Death Lord of Jocrom. Fortunately, Quin already turned him into an ostrich. On their way to the dilapidated city of Queensworth to see heads roll in the local arena, Quin finds a note in a dead man's pocket. Written in blood, it hints towards a nefarious conspiracy linking a gladiator to one of Quin's fellow witches, all of whom are compelled to serve Her Majesty Queen Siobhan the Third.

Lucifer's efforts to secure the angel's cooperation are proving unsuccessful until a chance meeting ends with an invitation to attend a forum. There's only one caveat. Violet's presence is required, and she must offer a demonstration of her powers. Lucifer is against it. Clara wants to destroy them all. Dave is . . . Dave. And the enigmatic ruler of the dragons doesn't care about any of it. He's chosen to pursue Violet with a single-minded focus. But whether he wants her for her or her powers remains unknown.

Bob Constantine (no relation to the other Constantine you may have heard of) is a down-on-his-luck exorcist-for-hire. Nondenominational. He roams from town to town, from city to city, inexorably drawn to the homes, businesses, and even places of worship that have become temporal homes for terrifying, malevolent spirits. Poltergeists. Screaming Mimis. Apparitions. Banshees. You see, Bob is one of the rarest of humans: a necropath, with the talent to see and communicate with the spirits of the dead. And demons, obviously. Demons are real, by the way. Bob should know, as he’s had once ...