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Reborn as Jake Long in DC

In a crossover into the DC Universe, fifteen-year-old Ben Tennyson becomes his favorite namesake and, with the Omnitrix in hand, decides to become a hero. Ben Tennyson: “I want to join the Justice League!” Batman: “No. You’re not mature enough.” Ben Tennyson: “Then what about Shazam? His real age is even younger than mine!” Shazam: “I have the Wisdom of Solomon!” Ben Tennyson: “Yeah—more like locked-door wisdom.” …

Jovian Grayson—Mark Grayson’s twin brother and a reincarnated outsider who knows the *Invincible* story—spends seventeen and a half years obsessively training in combat to prepare for the brutal future he expects. The moment his Viltrumite powers finally awaken, he realizes he’s no longer just surviving: he’s dangerously strong. After effortlessly humiliating a rival boxer and casually overpowering Mark when Mark’s own powers appear, Jovian starts leaning into a darker, more ambitious mindset. Sensing it, Nolan (Omni-Man) pulls Jovian aside and drops the mask: Viltrumites aren’t Earth’s protectors—they’re conquerors. Nolan believes a prophecy says Jovian is destined to become an extraordinary Viltrumite leader, and Jovian plays along, quickly agreeing to help. The “first small goal” becomes clear: prepare Jovian with flight, speed, and a proper suit—then move against Earth’s premier super-team, the Guardians of the Globe, as the opening step toward taking over the planet.

John died and woke up in DC. That's a good thing, right? One would expect to get a cheat or some kind of power, and then the usual: become a hero or villain, kick some ass, and get some girls. Well, not so much when you wake up in Kahndaq of all places as an expendable mine slave with no power or cheat. But one fateful day, on the brink of his death, John noticed an old staff lying on the ground within his reach. He heard a whisper... "Say my name." Follow John's journey as he suffers, fights back, and finally tries to find a balance in his unusual life with Harley Quinn & Maureen... Maybe some more along the way... [DC extended verse & crossover] > Dakotaverse (Static Shock) + TMNT YES, THIS IS HAREM --- [THIS IS NOT A TRANSLATION] --- Cover picture found on Pinterest --- If you like my work, you can support me on>: www.patr eon.com/XcaliburXc [Read 20 advance chapters]  

Reincarnating into a fantasy world is truly extraordinary, especially a fantasy world with a backdrop of Heroes and Demon Lords; it was a recipe for an exhilarating and incredible adventure. That’s what Damien is experiencing right now, reincarnating into the Tensuraverse. But the first thing that crossed his mind after reincarnating wasn’t whether he was part of the grand scheme of the battle between Hero and Demon Lord, but whether he had reincarnated as one of the weakest creatures in the entire world… a Slime? Fortunately, he didn’t suffer such an unfortunate fate. But as the saying goes, if you're so lucky for no reason, misfortune will be the price you pay. Although he didn’t reincarnate as a slime, he reincarnated as a Hybrid Majin-Human instead. To make matters worse, he was reincarnated in a region that adheres to the anti-monster doctrine of a certain Demon Lord’s church, a perfect recipe for discrimination and ostracism against him. But luckily, it seems the Voice of the World took pity on him for enduring such a fate and granted him [Planeswalker]. A Unique Skill that allows him to explore another worlds freely. Incredible, right? But that’s not all. In addition to this skill, he was given a skill that makes him stronger with every powerful familiar he possesses. No doubt about it, with these two skills, his future is bright… Servants, Pokémon, Majin, Beasts, and all the powerful fictional characters he once admired… it seems that building his own kingdom composed entirely of his familiars is the surefire path to becoming the strongest! -- [Tensura] [Pokémon] [Nasuverse] [Konosuba] [Highschool DxD] [Kumo desu ga Nani ka?] [Soul Land] [Dungeon Fighter Online] [No Game No Life] [Mondaiji-tachi]... and others.

MC is Transmigrated is another world which is a Fantasy world ruled by power where Humans , Elves , Dragons , Dwarves etc co-exist see how Mc makes his previous life games and conquer everything If you like Fanfic like Game Developer / Production give this a chance.

MC Travels different Movies for Powers so he can live the day in marvel ( what more do you want me to write ) Movies : Limitless , Resident Evil , Transformers , Megamind , DC )

Transformed into Supergirl, she crosses into the Marvel Universe, acquiring perfect Kryptonian blood. From the Marvel Universe, she embarks on a journey through the multiverse. Nick Fury exclaims, “Damn it! She's stolen the Tesseract again.” Meanwhile, Tony Stark muses, “I'm a true Supergirl fan, but her strength scares me. I need to build a counter-armor.” Even the Hulk admits, “Fighting is impossible. I, the Hulk, love peace above all else.” Over in Gotham, Batman declares, “I'll challenge Superman right now. I didn't expect another Supergirl to show up, and she's not afraid of kryptonite.” Thanos, feeling the heat, vows, “I'll never dare come to Earth again.” Meanwhile, Dormammu laments, “No one is worse off than me. The overlord of the multiverse, now a mere horse.” At the White House, chaos ensues as someone shouts, “Nuclear bombs are coming, I'm free!” Existing worlds span the Marvel Cinematic Universe, DC Cinematic Universe, The Flash movie, Supergirl TV series, and Resident Evil. Planned worlds include The Boys, Wolverine 3, Pacific Rim, Jurassic Park, The Wandering Earth, The Three-Body Problem, and Transformers. Extra Chapter Visit My Patreon patreon.com/Feastables patreon.com/Feastables

When I look into my heart, evil thoughts grow with every passing second. Batman’s existence is meaningless, and the hope he offers is only a temporary illusion. He exists while he lives—and vanishes the moment he dies. The actions of so-called superheroes are nothing more than clashes between supreme military power and immense wealth. They may be exceptional, but mediocrity is the true majority. When ordinary kindness is endlessly humiliated and exploited, why should you or I restrain the fire burning within us? Let Gotham burn to ashes. You think death can stop me? You dumb fuck. ____ If you want to read in advance, check out my Patreon: Search for “Zphyr” or use this link: Patreon.com/Zphyr

After an unexpected twist of fate, Martins awakens to find himself transmigrated into the DC Universe. Yet destiny has prepared something extraordinary for him, he is reborn as the younger brother of none other than Superman. Adopted by the Kent family, Martins.... Adrian Kent grows up under the same roof as Clark Kent, but the similarities end there. Where Clark embodies selflessness, humility, and nobility, Adrian is his opposite. He carries himself with arrogance, a nonchalant demeanor, and an unshakable confidence that sets him apart. But beneath that carefree exterior burns an ambition fiercer than any sun. For unlike Clark, Adrian carries within him the power of the Homelander template, an inheritance that promises not just greatness, but the path to becoming the strongest. ______ Support me on patreon (⁠づ⁠￣⁠ ⁠³⁠￣⁠)⁠づ Patreon.com/Zphyr

Fourteen-year-old Alex Johnson just wanted to be an ordinary mortal and live a good life. It’s a pity that he was born extraordinary! His body is immortal, and his cell activity is terrifyingly extreme. Even if his body is so damaged that only one cell remains, it can quickly proliferate and regenerate. His genes are constantly mutating and evolving. All external stimuli and all the enemy's attack characteristics will prompt him to evolve corresponding means of restraint. In a word, it is impossible to hurt Alex a second time using the same method. In order to better summarize the countless abilities that are constantly emerging in his body, he even created the concept of a system to summarize how many abilities he actually has. Even Alex himself knew that as time went by, he would become omniscient, all-knowing, and omnipresent. By the way, this kind of existence seems to be called 'OAA' in this world. Read Extra Chapter Visit My Patreon I have only 1 tier 19$ Tier – Access to 40 advance chapters patreon.com/Lempil patreon.com/Lempil (THIS IS TRANSLATION ONLY)

‎[Warning: This story contains extreme sex scenes of different genders, violence, gore, sexual violence, and dark themes similar to Berserk and Hellsing. It is not suitable for most readers. Proceed only if you are comfortable with very heavy content.] ‎ ‎After the Tournament of Power ended, Android 17 stood before the Super Dragon Balls and made his selfless wish: to restore all the erased universes. The dragon granted it without hesitation. ‎ ‎But no one knew that buried deep inside the wish, hidden in the smallest crack of reality, was a name no one had spoken in billions of years. ‎ ‎Kuma. ‎ ‎The first child of the Dragon God Zalama. ‎The older brother of the Grand Priest. ‎The original being of darkness. ‎ ‎When the light of the wish touched the void, Kuma opened his eyes for the first time since his imprisonment. He was taller than his younger brother—towering, beautiful, and terrible. Black wings made of living shadow spread from his back. His skin was black like coal on bone, and his eyes burned with the cold fire of a dying star. ‎ ‎The moment he returned, the dark energy sealed inside him for eons exploded outward. It was strong enough to erase the entire multiverse in a single breath. ‎ ‎The Grand Priest felt his brother awaken. He appeared instantly, staff in hand, face calm but sad. ‎ ‎“Kuma,” he said softly. “You should not have come back.” ‎ ‎Kuma only smiled. ‎ ‎Then he reached out, grabbed his younger brother by the throat, and crushed the Grand Priest’s head like a ripe fruit. Golden blood and silver halo fragments rained across the sacred world of the gods. ‎ ‎With the Grand Priest dead, the balance broke. The chains that held the ancient evils snapped. Creatures far older and crueler than Demons, Angels, or Gods poured into every universe like a black flood. ‎ ‎The slaughter began. ‎ ‎Beerus was torn in half by a single claw. ‎Whis had his spine ripped out and used as a whip against the other Angels. ‎Belmod, Quitela, Sidra— The god's of Destruction were hunted down and butchered. Their bodies were hung from the ruins of their own planets like trophies. ‎ ‎On Earth, the Z Fighters made their final stand. ‎ ‎Gohan died shielding Pan from a monster that wore the skins of dead Kaioshin. ‎Piccolo’s arms were pulled off and his heart eaten while he still screamed. ‎Krillin’s head was crushed under a boot. ‎Vegeta fought until his final explosion took a thousand enemies with him—but it wasn’t enough. ‎Bulma was dragged away screaming by laughing shadow-beasts and was never seen alive again. ‎ ‎Chi-Chi and Goten were violated in front of Goku by creatures that fed on despair, then erased so completely that even their souls ceased to exist. ‎ ‎Goku himself was broken, beaten, bleeding. He watched everything he loved die or worse. ‎ ‎At the end, even Grand Zeno tried to fix it. The little Omni-King appeared with tears on his face, hands glowing, ready to erase the entire timeline and start over. ‎ ‎But Kuma was faster. ‎ ‎He murdered Zeno’s two royal guards in a spray of blood and bone. Then he forced the child-god to his knees, after a brutal battle, that lasted for weeks. With a cruel smile, Kuma made a wish on the Super Dragon Balls that still floated obediently in the void: ‎ ‎“Seal Zeno forever beneath my throne. Let him watch everything burn, unable to lift a finger.” ‎ ‎Super Shenron’s eyes flashed. Chains of black fire wrapped around Zeno and dragged him screaming into an endless crystal prison deep under Kuma’s newly built palace of screaming souls. ‎ ‎Darkness swallowed the multiverse. ‎ ‎The few survivors—broken warriors, terrified mortals, hiding gods—crawled into cracks between dimensions, praying the shadows would not find them. ‎ ‎Most of the dead were thrown into a new, deeper Hell where demons far worse than anything in King Yama’s domain waited with hungry smiles. ‎ ‎Others were simply erased forever, as if they had never been born at all. ‎

A teenager from Earth is transmigrated into a chaotic world of heroes, villains, and cosmic forces far beyond his understanding. Waking up in a strange body with no identity, no records, and no safety net, he is forced to claw his way up from the shadows. His only advantage is a Template System,starting with none other than Madara Uchiha. By day, he lives as Max Martinez, a quiet mailman in Star City. By night, he becomes Tobi, a masked menace feared by criminals and pursued by heroes. Every fight or kill inches him closer to full synchronization but the question is what will he do with that power.

He was in his early twenties when the world decided to end for him. A computing prodigy, educated at MIT, someone who understood systems, patterns, and limits better than most. In his previous life, power didn’t come from fists, but from the mind — lines of code capable of shaping digital realities. Then he died. And was born again. Reincarnated into the DC Universe as a helpless baby, he grew up in a world where gods walk among humans, where vigilantes defy the impossible, and where power is rarely fair — or free. While others trusted destiny, chance, or inherited gifts, he trusted only one thing: process. Memory intact. Intellect intact. Ambition intact. From an early age, he understood a simple and cruel truth: in that world, those who do not grow are crushed. And so, far from the spotlight of the League, he began to build something forbidden — his own Artificial Intelligence, created not to save the world, but to optimize it. To make him stronger. More efficient. More prepared to survive among monsters, aliens, and symbols. While heroes were born from tragedy, he forged himself in silence. While villains sought external power, he engineered it from within. This is not the story of a chosen one. It is the story of someone who decided to become inevitable. Between code and chaos, science and superhumans, begins the rise of a man who does not believe in miracles — only in evolution. This story was inspired by a fanfiction I read years ago — a work I deeply admire and still reread to this day. Unfortunately, that story was never continued. This project is not a continuation, rewrite, or replacement of that original work. It is an independent story, created with its own plot, characters, and direction, merely inspired by the ideas and feelings that the original story left with me. Out of respect, I want to properly credit the source of my inspiration below: Original Story Title: Pyroclasm (Young Justice SI) Original Author: Fulcon Original Story Link: https://forums.spacebattles.com/threads/pyroclasm-young-justice-si.664558/ If you enjoyed this story, I highly recommend checking out the original work and supporting its author. Reader Notice If you like the story but don’t like harem: fuck off. This story has harem. If you like the story but don’t like gore: fuck off too. This story has gore. The tags are there. If you don’t like it, read the tags and don’t read the story. Simple as that. I’m not changing the story to please everyone. It was written this way from the start. If you want to read early chapters, they will be available on my Patreon. I’m not promising 10 or 20 chapters ahead — maybe just a few, maybe more later — but there will be early content there. I’m taking my time with this story because I want it to be good, not rushed. That takes time, revision, and proper development. If this kind of story is for you, welcome. If not, just move on. Simple. This is my first fanfic, and I hope you enjoy it. If you can support it with Power Stones, I would be very grateful. Criticism and comments are always welcome. Thank you, and enjoy your reading! If you'd like to support me and, as a bonus, read some chapters in advance, just become a member of my Patreon: https:/./www.patreon.com/cw/pararaio.

When Lucas Reed opens his eyes as an infant, he realizes that he has transmigrated into another world. Before long, he discovers something even more astonishing—he possesses an extraordinarily powerful Saiyan bloodline. As he grows, Lucas gradually comes to understand the nature of this world. It is a universe where figures such as Captain America exist, where Stark Industries dominates the technological frontier—a world that looks unmistakably like a Marvel reality. Just as he begins to accept this, a shocking revelation appears on television: news about Wayne Enterprises. At that moment, even Lucas Reed—a Saiyan by blood—cannot help but feel uneasy. Marvel… and DC? However, when soldiers come, he will meet them head-on; when floods arrive, he will block them with strength. Lucas decides that no matter how chaotic or dangerous this hybrid world may be, he will rely on his fists alone to make it understand one thing: The might of a Saiyan is not to be challenged. Author’s Note: This story is set in a newly constructed metaverse, separate from both the movie and comic continuities. Please read with this in mind.

In a world where the fates of trillions are decided by snaps of fingers and cosmic entities, a new force emerges. He is neither a mutant nor a mage, he is simply the Creator. He does not seek to save the world. He seeks to understand it, dismantle it, and reassemble it—by his own rules. One man. One Celestial Forge. And technologies capable of changing the balance of power in the universe. 1. About the world. This isn't any specific Marvel universe, but my personal hodgepodge of everything and anything, lost somewhere in the Multiverse. I'll say right away: I want to focus on the main character's adventures, not on collecting girls. Romance is planned, but it won't appear right away and will be delivered in measured doses. 2. About the system. The development system here is purely random. I'm not kidding: to strengthen the main character, I literally roll dice and use online randomizers (and I have over 1,500 variations of what the Heavenly Forge can provide in my Word document!). So, anything can happen (including from the universe you're familiar with). But don't expect the hero to immediately become imbalanced—I monitor the balance, and to become truly strong, they'll have to work hard. 3. About science (and the lack thereof). Important disclaimer: I'm not a scientist, just a big fan of popular science. So if the description of how to build some clever device seems unrealistic to you, that's probably because it is. I don't claim to be 100% accurate, so please be understanding and don't throw slippers at me too harshly ;) 4. About pacing. The first 10-12 chapters are essentially a long prologue to get the story going. The pace here will be leisurely, and there's less action than planned later. Some might find this a bit "stuffy," as the protagonist is thinking a lot and trying to process what's happening. Consider this a detailed introduction—it will get more dynamic from here (I hope)! 5. And last but not least, your likes and comments are the best fuel for the author. Seriously, they really help and motivate. So don't hesitate to share your thoughts. Enjoy reading!

The Sandaime had waited far too long to reach out to Naruto. By the time he finally acted, Naruto no longer cared about becoming Hokage. Another dream had already taken root in his heart—one that would push him further than anyone could have imagined. Important Notes: In this story, Naruto is the first and only Kyuubi Jinchuuriki. The Kyuubi's chakra has not been split in half. I’ve never liked that part of canon, so all of the Kyuubi's chakra resides within Naruto. There are no parents conveniently hiding in Naruto’s seal. That’s another canon element I’ve chosen to discard. I won’t be using "Kurama" as a name for the Kyuubi because it sounds far too androgynous for my liking. The Sharingan has no inherent power to control Bijuu in this story. There are no other convenient powers or abilities to control or subdue Bijuu either. Lastly, this story will contain lemons and graphic violence. Since it’s marked as M, I don’t intend to warn readers about these elements beyond this note. Want to read advanced chapters? If you’re enjoying the story and would like early access to future chapters, please consider supporting me on Patreon: patreon.com/HalyxStark.

After a fatal car crash, Ethan Reyes wakes up on a bed of silk beneath a ceiling of solid gold. He has transmigrated into the body of Loki Laufeyson in Asgard. He possesses Loki’s Frost Giant physiology and fragmentary memories, but none of the God of Mischief’s original magic. Knowing the MCU timeline—from the Chitauri invasion to the threat of Thanos—Ethan must relearn how to be a god from scratch. Using a new "Mana Core" system of magic, he aims to change his destiny. He’s no longer interested in a throne; he’s interested in survival. But as the "Dark World" events accelerate and Jane Foster arrives on Asgard, Ethan realizes that changing the story might make him a target for threats even worse than the Mad Titan. The God’s Arsenal: The Powers 1. Mana Core (Internal Reservoir) What it does: Unlike other mages who draw from external sources, Ethan has an internal "organ" that generates and stores personal magic. This makes his power independent of Asgard or ambient energy, allowing him to cast spells even in "dead magic" zones. 2. Shapeshifting (Biological Mimicry) What it does: Perfect physical transformation. He can store "templates" of anyone he touches, mimicking their voice, DNA, and physical abilities perfectly. As he develops, he can even store the supernatural traits of the beings he copies. 3. Illusion Arts (Sensory Deception) What it does: He can craft hyper-realistic clones and environmental hallucinations. At higher levels, these aren't just visual; they affect smell, touch, and sound, eventually leading to "True Illusions" that can physically interact with the world. 4. Domain Expansion (Reality Overlay) What it does: His ultimate technique. He can manifest his inner world into the physical space around him, trapping enemies in a zone where his specific magical rules apply and his attacks are guaranteed to hit.

Your crappy mecha project isn't worth a dime compared to that reskinned cultivation trash next door making twelve million a month!" When Grant is laughed out of his office, he doesn't just walk away—he awakens the [Game Vault System]. Inside his mind lies the entire cultural heritage of Earth: the epic grandeur of World of Warcraft, the punishing narrative of Dark Souls, and the breathtaking immersion of Red Dead Redemption. Armed with these "dimension-shattering" masterpieces, Grant sets out to rewrite the rules of the entire industry. "Platforms are important, sure," Grant sneers at his former bosses. "But in my world, the product is the platform." Starting with Outlast—a horror nightmare that strips players of weapons and leaves them with nothing but their own terror—he begins to build a gaming empire. His message to the industry is simple: "You guys worry about the cash-grab. I’ll worry about creating a legend. I'll see you at the Vanguard Awards next year—I just hope your garbage isn't pulled from the store out of pure embarrassment!"