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(marvelXPacific rim):A soul of metal.

(This fanfic is written by me and it’s not a translation of a Chinese work) (All pictures and things used in this fanfic belong to their original creators I only own my story) A man who made a choice after he was dealt bad cards all his life finds himself in a rather strange situation. What will he do when he is given the chance to change the fate of a doomed world? Will he become a hunter or prey? After all, fate waits for no one. Will he become the savior or shall he lose whatever remained of the human beneath the metal? Can a soul covered in metal make the right choice? (A/N): Read if you wish to understand what to expect. ( The world is mainly Marcel(MCU) with kaiju from Pacific rim but with my own twist(to make them have a chance) there could be character that I add from outside of Marvel but that isn't decided yet.) (The story won’t contain romance for obvious reasons) (No AI was used in the writing of this story and will not be used unless deemed necessary And even if it was used then the reader will be informed of it and naturally, it will pass through many checks to keep the story quality) (Understand that there will be minimal grammar errors English is my second language but you have my word that every chapter will be checked before being published but some small things will most likely slip past.) ( I accept respectful criticism and I respect and appreciate every single one of my readers so if you find something you hate voice it out and if it’s something minor that I can change without ruining the story then it shall and will be considered.) This is EVERFREE484 and I hope you enjoy the soul of metal. Check on my other stories if you like my style I promise new Ideas and effort in my stories.
Everfree484 · 508 Views

Limitless Evolution Through Conquering Primal Beauties

Everyone has their own unlucky day. For Leonard, his was worse than most. After nearly two years of unemployment and endless job hunting, he’d finally gotten the call. He was hired. Too bad he never made it to his first day. He came across a group of homeless men attempting to kill his dog for food. Acting on instinct, he stepped in to protect the only companion who had stayed by his side through everything, and that choice cost him his life. He was stabbed and left bleeding in a dirty alley. Death should have been the end. Instead, Leonard woke up in a primitive world untouched by civilization, a vast and ancient wilderness governed by the ruthless laws of nature. Wild creatures roamed freely without fear, colossal predators stalked through towering primordial forests, and every inch of land was contested by beings that respected only strength. Amid his confusion, a translucent system interface appeared before his eyes. It was a system that granted him the ability to evolve without limits and survive in this savage world through hunting, gathering, and conquering women. This world belonged to the Beastkin—humanoid tribes with animal ears, sharp fangs, tails, and instincts honed by generations of brutal survival. They fought each other for territory, resources, and dominance. And their women weren’t prizes to be won—they were elite hunters, battle-hardened chieftains, and frontline warriors who would gut a man before letting him touch them. To reach the top of the food chain, Leonard would have to earn their submission. Every woman he conquered granted him power. Every bloodline he fused with pushed him further from humanity and closer to something greater. But that was just the beginning. Mindless, starving monsters roamed the untamed wilderness. Invisible entities watched silently from the night sky. Deep beneath the ancient earth lay forgotten secrets that had no place in a world this primitive. Leonard died a failure, a man who couldn’t protect the one thing that mattered. This time, he’d become something else. This time, he’d become the predator. And if this world wanted to play by jungle rules, he’d make damn sure he was the one standing at the top. . . . Note: I know the title and synopsis might make this look like a 18+ novel. And yes, there will be some scenes, but please don't expect too much. There's no force in this story. The main character wins women through love and manipulation. This is a story about a man who ends up in a world like the Stone Age. There will be wars between races, kingdom building, survival, and more. But that's not all. I promise there are things that will surprise you. I'm still a beginner and English is not my first language. So if you find any mistakes, please tell me. I will fix them. Thank you, and I hope you enjoy it!
Ariesta_Wululu · 1.6k Views

Clumsy Beast, Keep Your Paws Off

Su Qinglan sat cross-legged on the grass, holding the chubbiest tiger cub she’d ever seen. “Aww… Look at you,” she whispered, booping its tiny nose. “So cute I could eat you up...” A sudden shadow loomed over her. “What’s so good about this stinky cub?” a deep, amused voice asked. She blinked up… and froze. Towering above her was a tall tiger beast man, his golden eyes narrowed in a lazy, predatory smile. “Let’s have ours,” he said. Su Qinglan’s brain short-circuited. … Ours? OURS?! Before she could process, in the next moment she was hoisted up onto his broad shoulder like a sack of grain and carried straight toward the cave. Su Qinglan was so choked by the suddenness of it all… she forgot to even complain. *** Su Qinglan’s knees knocked together as she stared up at the enormous serpent. Its cold, red eyes narrowed, the flick of its tongue tasting the air between them. “D-Don’t eat me,” she stammered, hugging herself. “I...I’m not tasty… really, I’m stringy and full of… uh… bad cholesterol.” The snake’s head lowered until it was mere inches from her face. Her fox ears twitched wildly. And then, before she could blink...its massive body shimmered, scales turning into bronzed skin and lean muscle. Standing before her was a man so breathtakingly handsome that Su Qinglan’s poor fox eyes watered just looking at him. Su Qinglan swallowed hard, her tail fluffing up in panic. “I… I…” Her voice cracked. Okay, new problem… the snake is hot. She squeezed her eyes shut. “If you… if you really want…” She blurted, her face burning, “…y-you can… take me.” *** One moment Su Qinglan was fighting with the zombie king with all her might. Boom! The next, she woke up in a bizarre beast world… inside the body of a lazy, pampered, fat local tyrant everyone hated. The “original” Su Qinglan had been an arrogant, scheming villainess who spent her days bullying weaker beast women, chasing after handsome males, and terrorizing the tribe kids. Now, thanks to fate’s twisted sense of humor, Qinglan had inherited the body and the bad reputation. But honestly? Being fat in a beast world was still better than starving in the apocalypse. At least here, she could eat. The only problem? In this world, men weren’t just men, they were beastmen. Tall, strong, dangerous… And apparently, every beast woman was expected to have several husbands. The catch? The “original” Qinglan’s antics had scared away every decent male within a ten-mile radius. Armed with her apocalyptic survival instincts, a sharp tongue, and a mysterious system that suddenly activated... "Binding with host…" "Congratulations, host, for successfully arriving in the beast world." Qinglan decided she wasn’t going to cry about fate. If she had to live here, then she’d live big, literally.
Violet_Melody99 · 1.5m Views

Umamusume: It All Started When I Got Sent Flying Ten Meters

Years later, when he would finally hold the “Lifetime Achievement Award” in his hands, Makoto Yasui would recall one very specific afternoon—the afternoon he was sent flying ten whole meters… By a horse girl. At the time, he had only recently gotten his Central Trainer’s license. Unfortunately, his lack of experience was obvious, and many horse girls turned him down without a second thought. And so, after being rejected yet again, maybe his mind wandered a bit too much. While waiting to cross at a red light, he spotted a child nearly step into oncoming traffic. His body moved before his brain could catch up. The kid was fine. He was not. Because he got hit. Not by a car, but by a horse girl. She had black hair, red eyes, and a matching black tail. And she slammed into him at full sprint. Thanks to years of quiet self-training—secretly guided by memories from a past life—he managed to twist midair and land without too much damage. Still, getting launched like that wasn’t exactly part of his daily routine. The horse girl, on the other hand, was completely panicking. “I-I’m so sorry! Are you hurt?! A-are you okay?!” “I-I'm Kitasan Black! A first-year at Tracen Academy! Pleased to meet you—wait, no, that’s not what I should say right now!” “I—I mean—I’ll take responsibility! I’ll take full responsibility for this!!” That’s how it all began. The girl’s name was Kitasan Black. And this was the start of everything. = = = = Note: Some character backgrounds and settings have been reworked for narrative purposes. This version expands the world while staying faithful to the spirit of the original. New readers can enjoy it as a mix of sports drama and school life.
Medusa_Fic · 194.6k Views

Battle of horrors

#WSA2026 In the vast cosmos where life can feel meaningless and death the most meaningful. This is the story of a cohort of youths who have been awakened to this wild truth. When their world faces an apocalyptic catalyst, they seek the power to survive, contain, challenge, or eradicate this danger. But these actions unleash far more challenges, opportunities, tragedies, and horrors than they ever anticipated. Still, the call for revenge and the duty to become the final hope of their ancestral world keep them grounded. Having gained the power required for this endeavor, they carry it out. Yet what comes after is the true story: what happens when the drive for power and authority vanishes? As the saying goes, power without drive or purpose is hollow. How will they change, adapt, and find new purpose while confronting the horrors of the cosmos—Gods and creatures alike? Well, we'll see. That is the journey we are here to witness after all. -------- Author's Note: Please don't hesitate to point out any mistakes—they'll be super helpful for improvement. I'm new to this and still growing as a writer! But if you like the story, please support it with reviews, power stones, and—if possible—gifts (yes, I'm shameless... but hey, who isn't?). It really helps us grow. Thank you so much! Want to see more illustrations, discuss the novel, or join the community? Discord server: https://discord.gg/k8z4zxF9R (or https://discord.gg/trouble7_incarnate).
trouble7_incarnate · 3k Views

BLEACH: HOLLOW

Sombravida transmigrates into the world of Bleach, awakening not as a Soul Reaper or a Quincy, but as a Hollow—one of the most despised existences in all realms. In Hueco Mundo, Hollows are not born equal. Newly formed Hollows exist only on instinct, driven by hunger and fear, hunted by Soul Reapers and devoured by stronger Hollows alike. To hesitate is to be erased. To stagnate is to be consumed. From the very first moment, Sombravida understands a brutal truth of this world: compassion has no place at the bottom of the food chain. Yet even among monsters, evolution exists. By devouring others and surviving endless slaughter, Hollows can transcend their limits—transforming from mindless beasts into Menos, then Adjuchas, and finally the near-mythical Vasto Lorde. Each step upward demands not only power, but the suppression of madness and the preservation of self. Most fail. Many lose their identities long before they lose their lives. Sombravida refuses both outcomes. Cornered by stronger predators, hunted by Soul Reapers, and trapped in a desert where strength is law, he sharpens his will through adversity. He learns restraint where others succumb to frenzy. He learns patience where others rush toward annihilation. In a realm that strips monsters of reason, Sombravida clings to consciousness as his greatest weapon. Fate, however, is never kind to those who struggle upward. Just as Sombravida begins to carve out a place for himself, the world reminds him that labels—Human, Hollow, monster—are nothing more than excuses used by the powerful. In the eyes of the realms, existence itself is a sin. But if humanity is defined by origin alone, then what meaning does survival have? If monsters can think, choose, and endure… Then what truly separates the hunter from the prey? Step by step, battle by battle, Sombravida climbs—not to become a hero, nor to reclaim humanity, but to stand at the very peak of Hueco Mundo and prove a single truth: In the world of death, only those who keep their will can decide what they are.
ShiroTL · 71.9k Views