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Fate: I'm Not A Master, I'm A Director

“Director Matou, the magical effects in your fantasy film looked incredibly realistic! How did you pull them off?” “They were real magic,” Shinji replied without missing a beat. “Director Matou, your historical drama was praised for its uncanny accuracy. How did you manage that?” “I had direct consultation from the people who lived in that era.” “Director, in your tokusatsu films, why does the Ultraman-like hero always use Bajiquan in combat?” “Well, that’s because the actor playing him is none other than the founder of Bajiquan himself.” “Director Matou, why do the female leads in all your films look so… similar? Especially all those Arturia actresses with the same name and face?” “That, my friend, is a long story. And it all begins with a certain mushroom-headed man—” “......” . . . . . Shinji Matou. A prodigious talent in the world of film, a renegade magi who defied the orthodoxy of the Clock Tower, and an eccentric summoner who had long since stopped pretending to get along with his own Servant. A director who blended modern cinema with ancient magecraft. A magus who saw the silver screen as a new kind of reality marble. He stood boldly before a press conference filled with journalists, film critics, and confused magi alike. “I am the greatest Master among Directors—and the greatest Director among Masters!” He declared it like a line straight out of his own movie, with all the pomp and confidence of a man who had rewritten the rules of both cinema and sorcery. The hall fell into an awkward silence. And then, in perfect unison, a thunderous cry echoed from behind the curtains— “SHUT UP AND GET LOST!” ×N A chorus of exasperated Servants, all fed up with his antics. Shinji didn’t flinch. He simply smirked, adjusted his director’s beret, and turned back to the flashing cameras. "Good! Now let’s roll the cameras! Scene one—reality itself."
Medusa_Fic · 846.2k Views

House of Dragons: Im Ulf the White

Shot dead in modern Baltimore, MMA fighter Marcus Cole awakens in the body of Ulf the White, a drunken Targaryen bastard living in King's Landing's filthy Flea Bottom. The year is 112 AC, years before the Dance of the Dragons. Ulf is cursed with a body weakened by alcohol and neglect , but blessed with two unique, latent abilities originating from the One Piece world that require intensive training to unlock: Kilo Kilo no Mi (Weight Manipulation): Ulf can shift his mass from being incredibly light, granting him enhanced speed, to being incredibly heavy (up to thousands of kilograms), allowing for devastating strikes and defense. Rokushiki (Six Styles): A formidable martial arts system that pushes the human body beyond its limits, giving him access to specific techniques: Soru (Shave): High-speed movement by kicking the ground ten times in an instant. Tekkai (Iron Body): Hardening muscles to iron density for defense. Rankyaku (Tempest Kick): Launching compressed air blades from a kick. Shigan (Finger Pistol): Thrusting a finger to pierce flesh like a bullet. Geppo (Moon Step): Kicking the air to achieve flight/vertical movement. Kami-e (Paper Arts): Making the body loose and flexible to evade attacks. Refusing to be another footnote, Ulf begins brutal conditioning and systematic self-injury to develop adaptive resistance against poison and fire. His only goal: to prevent the horrific fate of Princess Helaena Targaryen. Winning a melee and catching the eye of high lords , Ulf maneuvers into the Red Keep, eliminating the assassins Blood and Cheese before they can strike.
victorrr · 1.1m Views

Dr Blessed - In MHA With Lord Of Mysteries System

What if the greatest mystery behind Quirks isn’t their beginning—but their end? … Raised in a secret underground lab, experimented upon, and robbed of a childhood, Luke’s gift isn’t flashy strength. It is Bioalchemy — a Quirk that bestows Quirks… but only by unraveling the laws of biology. Eight years after the Final War, as a price of his freedom, he is forced into a Quirk Marriage with Momo Yaoyorozu—the one person who would see him as more than just a tool for others’ ambitions. But before their child—the perfect fusion of creation and life—is born, a betrayal steals their future. Fire. Screams. Ashes. And then—nothing. In death, Luke awakens in the Gray Castle seated before an incomprehensible entity—Mr. Fool. “A price is exacted for what fate bestows,” Mr. Fool says, offering resurrection — on one condition — Luke will become His Blessed and must spread His faith. Eleven years in the past, a young Luke finds himself facing a notification— [Congratulations! Welcome to the Lord of Mysteries System! You have unlocked Sequence 9: Seer, Marauder, Apprentice.] With knowledge from his previous life and his new powers, Luke will defy fate and reshape the future, uncovering mysteries beyond Quirks — Conformity? Singularity? A war that has ruled this world since the dawn of Quirks and beyond? With a foul-mouthed raven, named Nyx, and his memories as companions, Luke must spread Mr. Fool’s faith, while uncovering the dark secrets related to his and his family’s death. In a world swaying on the edge of something far greater than Heroes and Villains, Luke must walk the line between science and divinity, justice and madness. Because this time— — he alone will decide how the story ends. ******************* Note: Luke is not a villain. However, as the story progresses, he ends up becoming a gray character with questionable actions in the eyes of Heroes, Villains, and himself If you would like to read something truly villainous, check out my other fic: Chaos and Order - A Multiverse Fanfic, featuring Kai as the Blood Demon in a Multiverse setting!
droopyauthor · 1.8m Views

Fates entangled: Tied by a red string, Linked by Blood

Fates entangled - Synopsis “The unavoidable pyre is the one built from desires, so always be prepared to burn.” . . . He was a playboy living the life he wanted, with everything going his way. She was an actress living the life she had fought for, with the future shining bright for her. They have never met, and their lives should have never intersected. Only, their lives did intersect… and they met. That day, she broke into his apartment and tied him to a chair for that small box that held the key to a whole empire. He smiled, laughed, and joked, until he could not laugh anymore, because suddenly, their fates were now entangled, all because of a red string, all because of an old man who left one last gift for his beloved grandson, along with one last infuriating message: ‘Kid, fate is a marvelous thing, but it has never been kind to you. However, what one can not do, two will be able to. Even against the world, together, you will be able to stand. With the red string tied, your fates are now entangled, like two sides of the same coin, sharing pain and joy, fortune and misfortune. Of course, there is nothing that can't be undone. You will just need to find out the how by yourself, then get the true treasure. Till then, beware of the full moon. Hehe…’ Yeah, a very infuriating message indeed. Then nothing wanted to go his way anymore. _ _ _ _ _ _ Their first meeting? She broke into his apartment and tied him to a chair. Of course she got what she wanted, but not the last laugh, ending up tied to him in what could only be called a forced engagement. After all, only if she was his other half would she share his misfortune with him, right? Shackles, heirship, legacy, and life, some things to be fought against, others to be fought for, because maybe he didn't know, or maybe he did, that the last misfortune was coming for him, even though he… never drank blood… or maybe precisely because he never did. ..... Available on Watt pad and Royal Road too unless contracted.
LifeDayDreams · 32.3k Views

SCP Foundation: The Sickly Girl Who Controls S-Class Witches

Traveling to a world where ghost stories and abnormal creatures are rampant, Serie not only becomes a beautiful, fragile, and sickly girl like a porcelain doll, but is also taken in by the salvation organization as an S-level abnormal creature and imprisoned in a steel fortress in the deep sea. But Serie didn't care, because she found that as long as she closed her eyes, those witches condensed by fear, desire and power would open their demon eyes on the other side of the world. They were walking taboos and also puppets dancing on Serie's fingertips. Each witch has a completely different form and ability. Complete tasks, light up the skill tree, and continuously upgrade and evolve. Beautiful and powerful S-class witches appeared one after another like mushrooms after rain—— "The Witch of Pleasure plunges New York into a lewd abyss?" "The Dread Devourer ate the Golden Gate Bridge clean?" "The Slaughter Witch rules the battlefield, weaving nightmares for her enemies with threads of blood?" "The ruling witch made the organization's top executives betray her and become her loyal servants?" Alarms on the radio sounded one after another, and the employees were talking about Serie's trumpet, some with fear, some with admiration, and some with vigilance, but they would never know that the culprit of all this was that useless and cute girl who was tied with chains and restraints and did nothing every day except act coquettishly and wait for food. Serie said nothing, just buried her face in the pillow and continued to play the simulation game: "Let's open a new account... I want to try a different evolution path this time."
Solyura34 · 636.3k Views