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Waking up on a blood-soaked World War II battlefield, I was nothing more than a disposable war reporter destined for a stray bullet. Then, the [Superhero Interactive System] booted up. My ticket to survival? Summoning powerhouse characters from beyond the Marvel Universe. But my starter pack didn't grant me saints. It gave me monsters. First came the arrogant, ruthless Soldier Boy from The Boys. Next came DC’s twisted flesh-sculptor, Professor Pyg. In that instant, I saw the ultimate blueprint. I deployed Soldier Boy to the frontlines as the Allied forces' golden savior, basking in the adoration of millions. Meanwhile, I infiltrated Professor Pyg into Hydra, transforming him into a stitched-together nightmare that broke the enemy's sanity. With the gods of the Allies and the demons of the Axis all under my thumb, the greatest war in human history became my personal puppet show. As a broken Red Skull stared at my creations, he could only scream: "Are you God or the Devil?"

Welcome to planet Talvaris, your generic isekai world filled with magic, dragons, and voluptuous female elves who look like they escaped from an illustrators search history. Everything here is as beautiful as the goddess Celes envision it, if you just ignore the slavery and racism on the corner. Unfortunately, maintaining this picturesque fantasy realm costs divine power. Luckily for the goddess, divine power can be charged by the Talvarians' prayer. And nothing beats the high-quality prayer of a Talvarian during the act of killing or being killed. That’s why the occasional demon invasions are needed, oh and the OP otherworlder hero is also needed to tone down the invasion. Nobody wants the sweet Talvarians to get wiped out, right? But this time the celestial HR department makes a mistake. Alex Solomon is not a teenager, not handsome, and definitely not a Japanese. He is just a regular pot belly millennials who spend most of his time looking at the screen every day, just like the one who reading this now. Totally doesn't meet the goddess's standards. Hence, the beautiful but angry goddess cursed Alex Solomon to become an orc and banish him to the Demon Kingdom with nothing but a ability to access Earth internet. Stuck among demons, Alex Solomon decide if the goddess wants him to be a monster, he’ll be the worst kind possible – a monster with ideas. Armed with memes, wikipedia articles, and misquoted great thinker, he and the demon army set out on a quest for revenge by doing the most disruptive thing that have been proven on earth: Building world peace, freedom, and democracy across Talvaris. One Tomahawk missile at a time. New Chapter every Tuesday & Friday For more chapters, you can check at RR (50+ chapters) For waaay more chapters, you can check and support my patreon (60+ chapters) at patreon.com/Bimbanana

[Remake of TBATE: Corvis Eralith] Tessia Eralith wasn’t supposed to have a brother. When a devoted reader of The Beginning After The End is reborn as the twin of the novel’s main heroine, he knows the timeline has already shattered. He is a walking paradox born with powers that shouldn't exist in that world to begin with powers strangely related to “Fate”—a concept that even the Asuras of Epheotus fear. His very existence has destabilized the world, threatening to trigger a cataclysm far worse than the war against Alacrya. Now, to save his people and prevent reality from collapsing, he must do the unthinkable: he must declare war on Destiny itself.

"Melina, we no longer need the Flame of Ruin." "For I have already obtained from beyond this world the power to deny the world itself." "Someday I shall become the Sun, and a radiant Age of Life will dawn anew..." The fallen leaves tell a story: Beyond the fog, in our homeland, the Lands Between, the Tarnished has become the Elden Lord. Under the King’s rule, people will surely call it, The Age of the Sun. —————————— Elden Ring fanfiction — DLC to come, striving to lead everyone to a happy ending. Volume 1: [ Limgrave - Weeping Peninsula ] Volume 2: [ Caelid - Liurnia - Nokron - Land of Shadow - ...] This is a translation. All credit belongs to the original author and to Elden Ring, the game that inspired this work. I only recently started playing Elden Ring, and came across this fanfiction along the way. I’m translating it as I read, so I’m discovering the story at the same time as you. I’ll do my best to make it as accurate and faithful as possible, but since I’m still new to the game and its lore, feel free to point out any mistakes or offer suggestions. Updates would be 1-2 chapters daily. Tarnished, may you find your way to grace. Title: Elden Ring, but with Wind Spirit Moon Shadow Author: 油炸小青龙 The cover artwork is not my own. All rights and credit belong to the original artist.

Waking up in a world of pirates as a Marine Captain, Danter Ashford has no desire to serve justice for bubbleheads. Instead, he sets his sights on something else-becoming a warlord in East Blue and ruling on his own terms. Step one: Build walls. Step two: Stockpile resources. Step three: Wait for the right moment. Then? Upend the world. --- My update schedule is every other day except Wednesday. disclaimers: This work of fiction is based on One Piece universe created by Eiichiro Oda, it is intellectual property of his and Shonen Jump, all rights reserved. This fanfiction is created for entertainment purposes only. Readers are encouraged to support Official One Piece series.

Teddy wakes up in the past with memories of a chemist during the Great War, he must now navigate Britain during the tumultuous interwar period, and ultimately find a way to use his knowledge to help both his country and humanity endure the challenges of the Second Great War. (Two Chapters Daily.) [I abandoned a story like this based off the same concept a few years ago cause i missed a lot of the possible emotional beats and lost access to the account, im now attempting to do it again, this is going to be a story in a similar vein to “an american dream” or “release that witch” just set in 1920s britain. Hope you enjoy] (This Story has been posted on several sites including royal road)

What do we all seek after a long day? Some may say wealth, others comfort… perhaps the embrace of a lover or the warmth of laughter among friends. Yet when everything is stripped away, there is one thing every living being longs for: Rest. To lie upon a soft bed, wrap ourselves in warmth, close our eyes, and surrender to the tranquility of sleep, hoping for blissful dreams to carry us away from the cruelty of reality. But what if sleep was the crueler reality? What if every time your eyes closed, you were dragged into another world? A world not of wonder, but of nightmares. A place where monsters hunt you endlessly and even rest itself becomes impossible. At first, it may sound like fantasy. Another world? An adventure? The dream of every reader. But think deeper. If you spend the day surviving one harsh world, only to spend the night surviving another… then when do you truly rest? When do you heal? When do you live? Such is the fate of Prince Idel . A frail, exhausted royal who wanders the Dream Realm every night for eternity. In one world, he is misunderstood. In the other, he is hated. Author note; - This novel, seniors, is a progression fantasy as well as LitRPG. with the latter being centered around three major characters( Mc not included) -to get more info about the world, power systems and the like, hit my Tic tok( Kairos Caelin) https://vm.tiktok.com/ZS92ku3TGugtN-2aGQj/

Jack rises from his slumber only to face otherworldly monsters from the stars and foreign invaders determined to devour, conquer, and subdue his nation. Thus, he begins a quest with his companions to end the conflict and slay the powerful entity leading the otherworldly monsters known as Eldritch.

Himanshu was just an ordinary eighteen-year-old—an orphan scraping through life—until a heated argument about Karna and Arjuna became the last conversation he would ever have. Struck down by a god’s wrath for daring to question divine actions, his life ends abruptly… but not completely. Before his soul can fade into oblivion, he is summoned by Lord Shiva. Declaring that Himanshu’s death was unjust and premature, Shiva offers him a second chance—one bound not by mercy, but by purpose. A sacred duty awaits him in a world where Dharma is on the verge of collapse. Reborn in the era of the Mahabharata, Himanshu quickly realizes something is terribly wrong. The timeline exists. The kingdoms stand. The great war approaches. But the one who anchors destiny itself… Lord Krishna is missing. Without Krishna, the balance between Dharma and Adharma begins to shatter. Heroes waver. Villains rise unchecked. Fate itself grows unstable. Armed with three extraordinary boons—a mysterious system that rewards his actions, unnatural luck, and unmatched talent in all arts and combat—Himanshu steps into a story that was never meant to unfold this way. But in a world where destiny has lost its guide… Even the smallest change can birth unimaginable consequences. As he navigates alliances, alters events, and challenges the very will of the gods, Himanshu must confront a terrifying truth: Is he here to save this world… —or to decide if it deserves to be saved at all? ====================================== (Author note:) This story was a heavy A.U and all those characters belong's to the OG creator of the epic. Except the Mc and Oc. And I would never disrespect them. I hope you guys give me your opinion and idea's. WARNING: If you don't feel like you dislike A.U on Mahabharat then there is a chance you might not like the story. And the story won't just follow the book or any serials. It's A.U so might feel a mix kind of feeling. Bye guys I hope you enjoy the story.

Robert Baratheon gave Jon Snow Dragonstone, believing he had rewarded Ned Stark’s bastard. With another lifetime behind him and a kingdom to build, Jon intends to make the king regret his generosity. RR -SupT1

Bound in chains yet yearning for freedom, Alpheo, a modern historian, finds himself enslaved in a land on the brink of chaos. As the empire of Rolmia plunges into civil war following the death of the emperor , his three ambitious sons vie for the throne. In the midst of this turmoil, Alpheo finds the chance to break his chain and escape, leading his companions into the ashes of war, trying to thrive in it, selling their swords to the highest bidder . But beyond the borders of Rolmia, hungry eyes watch as the empire's grip loosens. The Sultanate of Azania, ever the opportunist, sees a chance to expand its domain and influence , while to the south, neighboring principalities breathe a sigh of relief as the once-dominant giant stumbles and falters. In the sea, the confederation of the Free Isle finds their chance to restore their old maritime power , denied to them by an empire that is now crumbling beneath itself , lacking the strenght to stop them. In this crucible of conflict, where dynasties crumble and empires fall, Alpheo find his call and the chance to forge his own destiny amidst the ashes of empires. ---------------- Discord: https://discord.gg/p5y6GyghQ9

What would you do if you woke up in the world of One Piece? Join the Marines? Yeah, right. Without powerful backing and connections, you’re just another pawn for the World Government; disposable in war, expendable in politics. I may be a total newbie when it comes to that kind of game, but I know enough to stay out of that mess. Become a pirate, then? Now that’s got potential. But Admirals are absolute monsters. And it’s not like I’m chasing the Pirate King title or looking to spark some grand revolution; I just want to live free, y’know? So here’s the game plan: Step one, become a pirate. Step two, get strong. Step three, earn a seat among the Seven Warlords of the Sea. Simple? Not even close. But it's the best shot I’ve got. Soka soka… Wait, author-san... when exactly do I get isekai’d? ——————— PATREON LINK: https://www.patreon.com/AlexandrusTL 100+ advance chapter! ——————— SAUCE: https://wap.faloo.com/new_388768.html

All his life, Leonard Hofstadter was a doormat. The son of a narcissistic mother, a middle child with no warmth who later became the roommate of the egotistical scientist Sheldon Cooper. While he was dating Priya, he ingested something. A clear pill that let him break his shackles and soar to heights no one could have anticipated. Note: It is a crossover fanfiction between The Big Bang Theory and Limitless. It is more about personal growth than anything else. Note 2: Your support would be much appreciated. Support me on Patreon: patreon.com/SparksNFlames

WARNING: Contains a dangerous amount of erotic content. Read responsibly. Or don't. We're not your parents. Reading for some kinky kingdom-building? Funny. Filthy. Unapologetically ecchi. Real stakes, real romance, and, somehow, a real heart buried under all the chaos. If that sounds like your kind of trouble, then stick around. 400+ chapters planned. New chapters daily. A story that'll have you laughing your ass off one chapter and clutching your heart the next. Strap in. -------- SYNOPSIS: Lucien Vale was CEO of more companies than he could name, a billionaire playboy with the ethics of a loaded dice and the libido of a man who'd never once heard the word "no." Then a truck ended his winning streak. Standing trial before three very unimpressed gods, he did what he does best: negotiated. Talked eternal damnation down to a counteroffer. Now he's Lucidius, Demon Lord of a forgotten wasteland, under strict orders to give a world gone soft and complacent something to fear again. Lucien doesn't do anything halfway. Saddled with an angelic handler who's failing spectacularly to resist his charm, he sets his ruthless business instincts, corporate savvy, and shameless charisma loose on his new kingdom, and starts building an empire that doesn't conquer. It modernizes. Plumbing. Electricity. Labor laws. Sensual massage benefits, obviously. The people worship him. The royals fear him. The gods are starting to sweat. He was sent to restore celestial balance. Lucien Vale is here to dominate, and build a world worth conquering. --------------------- Enjoying the ride? Ratings, reviews, and power stones keep this thing alive. Show some love! Let me know if you want it punchier, shorter, or leaning harder into a specific angle (comedy vs. plot vs. romance).

John, a failed author dies with regrets and wakes up inside the world of his own novel. At first, his new life seems ordinary and uneventful. Everything changes when he unlocks the Akashic Grimoire of Creation: Atum. This plain-looking notebook holds an impossible power. Anything he writes can become reality, whether it exists only as a concept, a myth, or something beyond imagination. His mysterious Level 9999 hints at an ancient truth far older than Genesis. With the ultimate tool of creation in his hands, he must change fate, avoid the death flags he once designed, and protect his new family from the chaos that is destined to arrive. However, the world he created is far more dangerous than he ever expected. The ATUM Notebook (Akashic Grimoire) and the Quill of Finality were not just a magic system; they were a Conceptual Creation Engine.

THIS IS FANFICTION! FANFIC! FANFIC! Huang Xing x Qiu Dingjie [XingQiu] This is BL but also somewhat of a Bromance. If you mind then don't read. ....... Everyone in Divine Realm know that two of the most powerful Immortal Lord, Celestial Sovereign Huang Xing and Nature Sovereign Qiu Dingjie was a childhood friend. The two of them was inseparable from each other. During the war of the of the Six Realms, the two of them was dispatched by the Divine Emperor to guard different frontier. Using this opportunity, the enemies use dirty means to trap Qiu Dingjie in dangerous formation in order to lure Huang Xing. Hearing the news of his dearest friend predicament, Huang Xing qiuckly came to the rescue. But after he arrived at the scene, no enemies was seen, the surrounding land was reduced to ruins and his friend was left unconscious, heavily injured in the midst of it. Because the injury sustained was at the Divine Soul Origin, Qiu Dingjie was in a state of dormancy and cannot wake up. Huang Xing, by the suggestion of other Immortal Lord take Qiu Dingjie to traverses other world to get the energy needed for his friend recovery. (Note: The energy here refer to the 1. soul power receive after fulfilling the wish of someone 2. world power receive from helping the world consciousness 3. doing merit 4. a power cultivate during their lifetime if the world has fantasy or cultivation setting 5. etc... The point is different world has different goal depending on the author mood.) ....... World 1: Lord World Qiu Dingjie was born in a parallel world, Blue Star. Thousand of years ago, there is mysterious voice who called itself Heavenly Dao invading the Blue Star. From then on, all people age 18 was required to enter lord world to compete with thousand of races for supreme power.

In 2025, Eshaan Vikram Shresth is an archaeology professor at the New Nalanda University - brilliant, overlooked, and quietly consumed by a love of civilizations that died before the world could appreciate them. When he follows a hidden alignment in the ruins of the original Nalanda into a subterranean sanctum, he stumbles upon a secret the world has kept for over two millennia. The Nine Unknown Men, the legendary society founded by Emperor Ashoka the Great after the Kalinga War, are real. They have kept their vigil across centuries, guarding nine books of knowledge so dangerous that no single era could be trusted with them. And one of those books - the Ninth, has been waiting. For him. The Quill of Sociogenesis, dark and iridescent and impossibly alive, does not ask Eshaan's permission. It chose him. And next thing Eshaan knew, he is ten years old, frail, suffering from a disease and lying in a clerk's house in Pataliputra and the year is 1178 CE. He carries two things into this new life: the accumulated knowledge of a modern historian who has spent his career studying exactly what went wrong with India, and the mark of a cosmic mandate written in his own flesh. He knows the invasions coming. He knows the betrayals, the fractures, the missed chances. He has read every book, studied every empire that rose and fell in this soil. Now he will build the one that doesn't. Disclaimer - This Novel series is an Isekai medieval India historical fantasy. I don't wish to hurt anyone's feelings and would like to trace an alternative history for Indian Subcontinent, exploring the possibilities if the events unfolded in a different way and also with fantasy elements like divine weapons from mythologies, but those elements doesn’t appear until later. Connect with me at - Discord: nerdastrologer Email: [email protected]

They thought they were logging into the ultimate sci-fi VRMMO. They had no idea they were the unwitting champions of a starving, newborn Chaos God. [Welcome to Epoch 40k: Mecha] The developers promised glorious mechas, interstellar colonization, and a grand sci-fi epic. Instead, players are dumped into a rotting nightmare where the tutorial involves dodging Ork raiding parties for scrap metal, and the local NPCs chant religious litanies just to repair a rusty tractor. Behind the curtain, however, a newly awakened Chaos God named Lucian Sanctus is desperately pulling the strings. Sitting at the absolute bottom of the Warp's food chain, Lucian needs to harvest emotional energy to survive. But feeding openly means drawing the ire of the established Chaos Gods—especially Slaanesh, as he knows she would love nothing more than to devour a fledgling deity before he can become a threat. His brilliant, desperate solution? Summon gamers from Earth. By disguising a grim, unforgiving reality as a virtual sandbox, Lucian can safely gorge himself on their gamer rage, triumph, and gacha-induced despair without the Emperor or the Chaos Gods noticing a thing. Armed with a total disregard for their own lives, a terrifying penchant for exploiting bugs, and a deeply questionable moral compass, these "players" have formed the Red Dawn guild. The galaxy might be a decaying cesspit, but they have sworn to fix it... or accidentally establish a brand-new galactic empire trying.

In the Post Futuristic Era, the world was an uneven mosaic of progress. Towering cities of chrome and glass were inhabited by humans and sentient machines working side by side, while only a few hundred kilometers away, villages still lived in wooden houses and tilled soil with iron tools like people centuries before.