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Harem With Venom In Marvel/Dc

One day, I suddenly found myself in the Marvel Universe, inheriting a fortune worth tens of millions. A dream come true, right? But my excitement was short-lived because I knew what was coming—just a few years from now, the Mad Titan, Thanos, would snap his fingers and erase half of all life in the universe. Luckily, I wasn't entirely defenseless. I had a golden finger, a mysterious ability that allowed me to travel between worlds. But there was a catch. My so-called "cheat" had a twisted sense of humor—every time I escaped from one nightmare, I found myself in another. The alternate world? None other than DC, a universe filled with terrifying gods, unstoppable monsters, and vigilantes who could turn me into dust if I so much as looked at them the wrong way. With no godlike strength, no genius intellect, and no overpowered abilities, I had only one way to survive—cling to powerful figures, play my cards right, and master the fine art of eating soft rice (relying on strong women for protection). In a world of heroes and villains, where cosmic wars and multiversal threats loom over my head, I must navigate the chaos, build connections, and ensure that I always have a backer strong enough to keep me alive. Because if I don’t? Well, let’s just say that between Marvel and DC, there's no shortage of ways to die. plz support me if you can patreon.com/AZFANFICTION https://www.buymeacoffee.com/AZofficial This fanfiction is 90-chapter ahead and also this fanfic is 90 chapters ahead there
DaoistCjmElH · 1.3m Views

SILENT HUNTER A Metroid/Marvel Crossover Crack Fic

When an average guy dies in the most embarrassingly mundane way possible—choking on a hot pocket while simultaneously tripping over his cat—he expects the afterlife to be peaceful, boring, or at the very least, non-existent. What he absolutely does not expect is to wake up encased in advanced alien armor, possessing a burning hatred for the Galactic Federation that doesn't even exist in this universe, and finding himself in a back alley in New York City surrounded by confused muggers who have made the worst decision of their very short remaining lives. Now trapped as Sylux, the mysterious and perpetually silent bounty hunter from the Metroid universe, our protagonist must navigate a world of superheroes, cosmic threats, secret government organizations, and an alarming number of people who want to either recruit him, study him, or kill him. Armed with the Shock Coil, the Lockjaw, and an inexplicable urge to never speak more than absolutely necessary—which turns out to be almost never—he carves out an existence in Marvel's Earth while various parties desperately try to figure out what the hell he actually is. SHIELD thinks he's an alien threat. Tony Stark thinks he's wearing knockoff technology and takes personal offense. Nick Fury has seventeen different files on him, all contradictory. Spider-Man keeps trying to make small talk during fights. The Avengers can't decide if he's a villain or the world's most antisocial vigilante. Thanos's forces learn to avoid the strange armored figure entirely after several traumatic encounters. Through it all, our protagonist maintains Sylux's signature silence, communicating primarily through intimidating stares (through a visor, somehow still effective), aggressive body language, and occasionally shooting things. He discovers that being a mysterious silent hunter is surprisingly effective at keeping people from asking uncomfortable questions like "where are you from" and "why does your armor look like nothing on Earth" and "seriously, can you please say something, anything, this is getting unsettling." This is the story of a man who has been given incredible power, thrust into a universe of gods and monsters, and has decided that the best way to handle it is to simply refuse to explain himself to anyone, ever, while becoming increasingly irritated that people won't stop trying to talk to him.
Axecop333 · 1.4k Views

Marvel: Grace of Death

After waking up in the Marvel universe, Lynn Hall becomes a New York detective with a rather unique power — the moment he opened his eyes, a floating panel appeared before him: 【Name: Lynn Hall】 【Age: 22】 【Identity: Harbinger of Death (Inactive)】 【Abilities: Peak Human Physique ×2, Secret Potion Creation (LV1), Phantom Spirit (LV1), Super Senses (LV1), Bone Shield (LV1), Undying Body】 【Secret Potion】: Alchemy from Mephisto’s stolen notes. Higher levels unlock stronger formulas. 【Phantom Spirit】: Eyes release unseen energy to communicate with or summon the dead. 【Bone Shield】: Instantly creates a bone barrier to block attacks. 【Undying Body】: Feels pain and bleeds but cannot die. Resurrection while seen is… awkward. Every time he helps a restless spirit fulfill its final wish, he absorbs their death energy — growing stronger, faster, and harder to kill. Undying body? Check. Super senses? Check. Charm high enough to make Tony Stark jealous? Double check. Between catching killers, flirting with danger (and women), and bargaining with ghosts, Lynn’s living his best second life — one crime scene at a time. Because saving the world? That’s the Avengers’ job. He’s just here to solve cases… and maybe steal a few cool headlines — and sexy hearts — along the way. ~~ This isn't an MTL but a precise translation. No word enhancement by AI. Original: 漫威:洛圣都警长,开局不死之躯
Captain69 · 1.2m 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 · 68.6k Views