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Marvel: A Video Editor

Linen traveled to the Marvel Universe and obtained a mysterious golden finger — a power that allowed him to fabricate videos about the future to deceive the Avengers. As long as they believed the content of the video, or if their original life trajectories changed because of it, Linen could gain various superpowers in return. Tony Stark, now a magician and martial artist: “Sure, I can use magic now. But I swear, that guy in the green robe just looks like me — he’s definitely not me!” Steve Rogers: “Huh? Long live Hydra? I’m... the Captain of Hydra?” Natasha Romanoff, who accidentally stole Thor’s hammer: “Wait, the thing I used to prop up a table leg during time management practice actually wants to kill me now?” Loki, after being deceived by the video’s content: “What? I’ll become a superhero on Earth someday, showered with applause and flowers? Ahem... yes, that’s right — I am the Avengers’ superhero.” Thor, who lost his hammer: “Damn it! Who was the man who died in my arms, his face completely burned?!” Linen: “Tsk… even the entire Marvel Universe can’t piece together a perfect life for a single person!” --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- You can visit my Patreon page: Patreon.com/PhoeniXcel I upload 2 chapters daily on Patreon! There are 10+ advanced chapters available for you to read. Your support would be greatly appreciated.
Phoeni_Xcel · 167k Views

Marvel: Monkey King

Jack Hou was many things—a Triad lieutenant, a street-smart hustler, and an absolute menace to society. He ran Chinatown with a grin, picked fights like they were a hobby, and somehow thrived off pure madness and raw talent. That was, until he got riddled with bullets at his boss’s wedding trying to protect the bride. Dying? That sucked. Waking up twenty years in the past, in a new body, new world, and somehow even more broke than before? That sucked harder. Now trapped in the streets of 2002 New York, Jack is back to square one—hungry, penniless, and wanted by nobody. But things take a turn for the weird when an old man from K’un-Lun picks him up and claims he has the body of an immortal sage, destined to change fate. Jack’s response? “Yeah, nah. Sounds like effort.” Forced into martial arts training, qi cultivation, and unlocking his true potential, Jack has zero plans to follow orders. Instead, he does what he does best—run his mouth, break the rules, and cause absolute chaos. But when he starts awakening strange abilities, growing stronger than a normal human should, and attracting the attention of ancient forces, Jack realizes—maybe this isn’t just a second chance at life. Maybe he’s something more than human. Maybe… he was never human to begin with. Crazy fights, unhinged banter, and a monkey with no chill— Jack Hou is about to turn the Marvel world upside down, one bad decision at a time. A/N: This is NOT a translation, I make this Story myself. So there is no Original Source, it's in my Brain babyy... ~KujoW
KujoW · 2.3m Views

Kryptonian God Among Supernaturals

When Matthew comes to himself, he finds himself in his past self. As he contemplates the advantages of traveling back in time and how rich he'll become by copying future novels, songs, and business ventures, he realizes from the conversations of those around him that this world isn't his old one, and that instead of going back in time, he's transmigrated to another. A world where people have the opportunity to gain superpowers and devour devil fruits upon becoming adults. Matthew manages to obtain the Logia-type Flame-Flame Fruit from the Holly Land, where people gain their superpowers. However, after obtaining the Devil Fruit while he was observing others entering and exiting the Sacred Realm, he encountered a strange sight. Someone got Kryptonian Bloodline! "Why does everyone treat the Kryptonian Bloodline like a useless power? Oh, in this world, sunlight doesn't reach Earth. So, doesn't anyone know how the Kryptonian body is strengthened?" At that moment, Matthew makes a decision that will change the fate of the world he finds himself in. "Hey, can you exchange your Kryptonian Bloodline for my Flame Flame Fruit?" No one could understand why Mathew did that, but Matthew had a completely different thought. "So what if the sun's rays don't reach this world? I'm the only one who knows how to strengthen the Kryptonian body. As long as I know what I need, it won't be too hard to find. And then humanity will meet SUPERMAN." ---------- I do not own Superman or any of the other mentioned creations. This is a fanfiction. ---------- This is a translated story. Original Author: Ma La Liu Lian / 麻辣榴莲 Original Story Name: You don’t want god-level superpowers, so you choose the worst talent? / 神级异能你不要,你选最差天赋?
Vanguard_V · 275.6k Views

Damn It, My Alien Sons Are Trying to Kill Me

Leon never expected his second life to be spent on a quiet farm in Kansas. As a time traveler, he had prepared himself for magic, systems, grand destinies, and maybe even a world-saving mission. What he did not prepare for… was raising alien babies dropped onto his land like deliveries from the universe’s worst postal service. The first spaceship he found changed everything. For one brief, glorious moment, Brian thought he had picked up Superman, the greatest hero in American comics. His heart soared. A superpowered son, a peaceful farm life, and maybe he could retire at twenty-two. Then the system activated. And it told him the truth. This baby wasn’t Superman. He was from the Motherland. From that day on, Leon’s life sank into chaos. Instead of noble heroes, the system continued sending him “fallen stars” from across the multiverse. Not defenders of justice, but walking disasters. One grew up to be a godlike tyrant. Another was born with a tragic destiny to kill his own father. Each new child pushed Leon’s lifespan closer to the brink. Years later, as another spaceship streaked across the night sky and crashed into his field, Leon raised his head, dead inside. “System,” he sighed, “how many more father-killers are you planning to send me? Are you trying to bury me on my own farm?” And with the exhaustion of a man who had lived through too many cosmic catastrophes… He raised a middle finger at the falling star.
Kazenova · 22.1k Views