MTL - Golden Stage - Chapter 65 scar

Scott McCall's life changes the moment he is bitten by a werewolf, but this isn't the same Scott from before. A transmigrator from another world, the new Scott embraces the power and knowledge of his wolf side, determined to control his fate. With a confident, decisive, and fearless personality, Scott aims to protect his loved ones, especially Allison, while becoming stronger than ever. As new supernatural creatures and threats arise, Scott must master his alpha potential and unravel mysteries not found in the original timeline. Armed with knowledge of the future and powers beyond the original Scott, he carves his own destiny, challenging both hunters and creatures alike.Disclaimer – I do not own Teen Wolf.

Just as Li Meirong thought her life couldn't get any worse, she transmigrated into an abused body of a servant girl being sold at a brothel in a completely different world.

Revisit the peak of the Olympian lore.... An eighty year old scholar who has been a fan of Greek mythology since childhood finds himself reborn as the titular ruler of the underworld, the death god Hades after a tragic death. But the gods of Olympus are very much different from what the stories say. He will have to navigate through his new life as a god and prevent a coming calamity... All while not getting caught... How does it feel to be a god in Olympus? A tale into the heart of myths.

Karl awoke to find himself shockingly reduced to a crippled Evil God confined within a bottle.The Fischer family had inadvertently become his favored members, sharing a fate connected by blood throughout the generations.They established a secret clan, infiltrated the state, manipulated wars, ascended the God Pantheon stairway, and fought for the honor and future of the family.They were assassins lurking in the shadows, beloved scholars, esteemed priests, powerful dukes, and legends in heroic epics.From budding to robust growth, steampunk evolved; the Spirit Realm descended through dreams; witches and ancient gods stepped forth, and people listened to the lost whispers at their ears.They were both the creators and the enders of stories.Generation after generation, in a continuous succession, they marched forward.“Step over my corpse and go on,” he said.