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A Rosier Legacy (HP AU M-SI)

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One life ended, and another began in the grey shadows of Wool’s Orphanage. But Patrik Rosier didn't come to this world to be a victim of fate. In a realm where a single word can shatter a mind and power is the only true currency, he quickly learned a bitter truth: morality is a luxury of the dead. Armed with an ancient name and a hunger for the forbidden arts, Patrik navigates a Wizarding World that is far from a fairy tale. There is no light or dark—only the strength to impose one's will and the cold reality that Magic is Might. --------------------------------------------------------------- DISCORD SERVER: https://discord.gg/tgdTNZYVKt Join my discord and influence the story - vote on upcoming chapters, share fanfics, and chat with other readers. --------------------------------------------------------------- PATREON LINK: https://www.patreon.com/PatrikWriter The shadows are shifting... If you can't wait to see where the darkness leads, you can find the advanced chapters on PATREON. Support the craft and keep the ink flowing. Your contribution in the Restricted Section directly allows me to dedicate more time to this dark world and bring you deeper, faster updates. --------------------------------------------------------------- DECLARATION: This story is also present on: FFN, Ao3, SpaceBattles, Questionablequesting, ScribbleHub and RoyalRoad --------------------------------------------------------------- DISCLAIMER: I don't own any character other than my OCs.
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Game of Thrones: Joffrey the Ruthless Emperor

Joffrey Baratheon was supposed to be the monster who lost everything. Instead, he woke up with memories of a future where dragons burn the sky, White Walkers march south, and his own head ends up on a spike. Now armed with the [Heaven’s Will Role-Playing System], he doesn’t run from his villainous destiny—he weaponizes it. By perfectly acting out ever-shifting roles (Eccentric Ruthless Overlord, Hot-Headed Iron-Willed General, Concerned Military Advisor), he earns god-tier skills: unbreakable poison immunity, long-range “Stargaze” spying, and more. While the realm still sees a golden-haired princeling, Joffrey is already three moves ahead—poisoning plots before they hatch, forging royal records, spreading rumors that topple schemers like Littlefinger, blocking Tywin Lannister’s return, and dragging Ned Stark south early to use him as a human shield. He gifts Robb a wolf-headed sword, charms Sansa with songs and berries, drags Bran through every secret passage in Winterfell, and even shares wine with Mance Rayder without blinking. All while the Hound grumbles, Tyrion laughs, Cersei schemes, and a very angry Three-Eyed Crow whispers through the heart tree: “Kid. Don’t steal my people.” In the deadliest game of thrones Westeros has ever seen, the boy who was born to lose has decided the only way to win… is to become the emperor heaven itself chose. And the realm is about to find out exactly how dangerous a competent Joffrey can be.
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Saving The Monster Race Starts With Breeding The Elf Village

Everyone has heard the cliché tale. A peaceful race on the brink of annihilation. A desperate prayer. A hero summoned from another world to save them from extinction after a long, brutal war. That was exactly what the demi-human continent expected. Elves, vampires, beastkin, lamia, centaurs, fairies—every race born from mana—were falling, cornered by the advancing human empire. Their magic was gone. Human revolution was unstoppable. Extinction loomed. So, as legends dictated, they performed the ancient summoning, thinking hero would appear. He would lead them to victory after years of hardship, countless battles, and dramatic sacrifices. A long, epic struggle. Or so they thought. Instead, the hero they summoned—Luca—looked around, cracked his knuckles, and ended the entire war in two days. Two Days. No grand campaign. No final stand. No glorious, drawn-out saga. The human armies retreated on their own, terrified of whatever monster the demi-humans had summoned. And the demi-humans could only stare. Their savior. Their conqueror. Their headache. Because once peace returned… Luca started doing whatever he wanted. He trained elves to fire AK-47s with machine-perfect precision and forced vegetarians like them to eat grilled meat. He crafted wheel-chairs for mermaids so they could roll across land like smug aquatic empresses. He gave dwarves dynamite 'for better mining' and immediately realized he had created a worldwide hazard. He used salamanders as living barbecues, insisting it was 'efficient ecological heat usage.' And if that wasn’t already disastrous enough, there was more. The goddess who sent Luca down had given him a second mission: To act as the continent’s ultimate breeding bull and repopulate every demi-human race. When he casually announced this, the entire continent went silent. Elves froze, vampires panicked, mermaids tried to roll away, and slime girls melted in shock. At that moment, every tribe realized one thing— They absolutely regretted summoning this Hero. — discord.gg/Fb3hY3Nfbj
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