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A certain scientific railgun X Naruto Read to know the rest.

"Your attacks means nothing as long as I'm adaptating" "Did you really think I let you graze me just to test your power?" "Sacred gear? Earth's supernatural is quite interesting" Initial profile: MEET POTENTIAL 2.0 "He has the potential to surpassed the Dragons" "He'll obtain a domain eventually" "Just wait till he adapts to their existence" Give me liberty, give me fire, give me aura or I retire. Call me 007 0 feats 0 relevance 7 times aura farming Use my adaptation to finish off the opponent ❌ Use it to aura farm ✅ Always "will" but never "is".

So... I died. Again. I mean, at this point, I'm pretty sure Lady Death has it out for me personally. First time? Normal kid, normal death, nothing exciting. Second time? Wizard fighting Death Eaters, got hit with Voldemort's killing curse, very dramatic, 10/10 would not recommend. Third time's the charm, Am I right? Except now I'm a sixteen-year-old New Yorker living in the MCU—the motherfucking Marvel Cinematic Universe. Yeah. That MCU. The one where aliens invade, robots try to exterminate humanity, and a purple space tyrant eventually snaps half of all life out of existence. No pressure or anything. I just have to: - Craft a functional wand (kind of a must-have for every wizard, and Amazon is surprisingly unhelpful) - Definitely stay off Hydra's radar - Maybe prevent the apocalypse? If I have time? Yeah, if you want to follow me on this absolutely ridiculous adventure of trying not to die (again) in a universe that's actively trying to kill everyone, come along. It's gonna be a wild ride. ------------------------------ Hey guys, I'm Aurelius D. Black, your author, and welcome to Path of Arkana (or How to Survive and Maybe Craft Hogwarts in Another World) that you can find on Wattpad or Royal Road very soon. I don't own Marvel or Harry Potter—I'm not rich enough for Disney or Warner Bros. to come after me, so please don't sue. This is purely a fan project and also, a translation, so they might still be some errors here and there. You can also find the link to my p@treon and to all of my works here: https://linktr.ee/aureliusdblack *Quick note: English isn't my first language, so please bear with me if there are occasional grammar or spelling errors. I'm doing my best to improve with each chapter, and constructive feedback is always welcome!

Raphael Lee, reborn and dead-set on conquering Hollywood. He already had the ultimate head start: killer looks and the kind of deep-rooted industry connections that practically guaranteed success. But his real edge didn't kick in until his eighteenth birthday. That was the day he unlocked the power to literally dream himself into the movies. Whenever he woke up, reality warped. He seamlessly replaced the original protagonist, taking over as the film's real-world lead. Better yet, he didn't return empty-handed. He could pull superhuman abilities and impossible artifacts right out of the silver screen. Hollywood had seen its share of rising stars, but it was nowhere near ready for a heavyweight like him.

Ravensong lived with more regrets then most. Fate require it for her to break many promises... But this one... She wouldn't break. Little did she knew that saving her friend's son would change the course of Fate. That her new son would become the Heir of Death itself... That Changing Star would question her revenge... That Song of the Fallen would carry a burden never ment to be hers...

During one of his experiments, the Great Arcanist Charles Lannister, after being thoroughly set up by Karsus, finds himself thrown into a strange and unfamiliar plane. Even more bizarre, an accidental spell effect triggers unexpectedly, causing him to become younger for no apparent reason. Charles soon discovers that this plane also has its own group of spellcasters. Ambitious as ever, the Great Arcanist decides to uncover the mysteries of this world’s magic. But just as he begins his exploration, an owl arrives with a letter of invitation. What? You want a Great Arcanist to go to school? Are you sure there’s nothing wrong with your head?

Once you enter the Anbu, it’s as deep as the sea—if you don’t act or hide well, you’ll die fast. During the Second Great Ninja War, I transmigrated into the body of a disposable Anbu soldier in Konoha. Every single day, I felt like I could die at any moment. I followed Danzo to assassinate Yahiko—then got killed by Nagato. But then— 【Moonlight Arc System Activated!】 【Host gains one revival opportunity per month. After death, revival occurs on the previous full moon night.】 【Each revival grants one random reward draw.】 Shinra Tensei (Deva Path) Uzumaki Bloodline (Pure) Sealing Technique: Absorption Seal (Preta Path) They say what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger… but what if dying actually does make you stronger? Sure, the Anbu die fast—but maybe that’s not such a bad thing after all. === English isn’t my first language, and I don’t own anything. Read advance chapters here: (+50 Advanced Chapter) patreon.com/CNBLUE

A mysterious door appears in Eleanor’s life through a photo and her own painting, pulling her into a dark secret where even the person beside her may not be what he seems.

Qin Feng lived a life filled with regret. Born talentless in a world ruled by fake cultivation and alchemy,he was left behind, and powerless to change his fate. While others advanced to higher realms, he could only watch from the shadows, dreaming of a life he could never reach. His death comes suddenly—an accident not written by fate. At the moment his soul leaves his body, Qin Feng enters the mysterious Gate of Reincarnation, where an unknown being judges his wasted life. Given a second chance, he is reborn into a new world with a powerful bloodline and the opportunity to rewrite his destiny.

Reborn into the world of Douluo Dalu, I exist across three different eras at once. Su Ming split into three selves, each falling upon a different point along the river of time. Spanning twenty thousand years and weaving plans across three ages, he paves his path toward becoming a God King. In the era before Martial Souls existed, he awakened the Body Martial Soul. In the age where mental power was needed to seize the Dream Spirit’s fortune, he awakened the Soulforce Martial Soul. And in the age of the Silver Dragon King’s emergence, he awakened the Elemental Control Martial Soul. "I must have been set up by capital itself." Master: “Using oneself as a Martial Soul? What kind of useless trash Martial Soul is that? Probably weaker than my Luo Sanpao!” Tang San: “Didn’t Teacher say his Martial Soul body was fragile, a waste soul? Then why can’t my hidden weapons even scratch him? And what’s with that armor he wears—it feels more like his Martial Soul than his actual body!” Huo Yuhao: “Just what is his Martial Soul? These soulforce lines stretch out and somehow become part of the heavens and earth?” Tang Wulin: “Can someone explain to me why, as a spiritual-type Soul Master, his strength surpasses mine?” "I pierce through past and future, drawing upon the past, seizing the future. As three-in-one, even a God King is nothing before me!" "Tang San, come out and die!" === English isn’t my first language, and I don’t own anything. Read advanced chapters here: (+50 Advanced Chapter) patreon.com/CNBLUE Raw:斗罗：三位一体，我贯穿了时间线

A world steeped in magic, grimoires, and terror. Days were filled with fleeting joy, nights haunted by dread. In an era when people could shield themselves from horrifying creatures with grimoires, how could a young orphan boy have guessed just how strange, tangled, and painful his future would be? Yet fate did not wait for him to be ready. It wound its threads around this boy, called Unwanted by all. But how safe are the threads of fate...

Zekai is twenty-two and has already decided that life is meaningless. He has no job, no ambition, and no interest in the future. While others chase purpose, he watches from the sidelines, convinced that the world runs on illusions people are too afraid to question. Then his grandfather dies during a circus performance. The death is ruled an accident. The silence afterward is not. Something is left behind—something old, something deliberate. From that moment, Zekai begins to notice what others cannot: patterns beneath coincidence, intent behind tragedy, and a presence that seems amused by his existence. The city changes around him. Crimes grow stranger. People disappear without explanation. Whispers spread of a figure who appears in moments of fear—part savior, part nightmare. Zekai does not seek to become anything. He only reacts. Yet the more he intervenes, the more the world pushes back. Every choice carries consequences he cannot escape. Every step forward reveals another layer of truth he was never meant to see. Some paths offer power. Some demand sacrifice. Some do not allow turning back. As Zekai is pulled deeper into a hidden side of the city—where justice, guilt, desire, and fate collide—he is forced to confront a question no one can answer for him: Is freedom something you choose… or something taken from you the moment you play along? Because this story is not about destiny fulfilled. It is about what remains when the final number is reached— 22.

Jon Snow was but a young bastard cursed with a bad life. So, what if he found out that he was not who he was told he was?

They buried him in time, now time digs him out.

NSFW warning : This fanfic has many lemon scenes.....I've already warned you, so don't blame me for this. ________________ Synopsis Allen is a man who has just died—only to find that death is not the end of his story. Instead of fading into nothingness, he awakens before a goddess who boldly declares that she wants him to become her husband. There’s just one problem: this goddess is a little… unhinged. Deeply in love and overwhelmingly possessive, she sends Allen traveling across countless worlds, encouraging him to build a harem along the way. Caught between divine affection, absurd adventures, and a growing number of extraordinary women, Allen’s new life becomes a chaotic journey of romance, comedy, and interdimensional escapades—guided by a goddess whose love knows no limits. ........... this is original fanfic

Hikigaya Hachiman wakes up to find he's been transported into a different version of his world: he's now a first-year student again, in a timeline where past events diverged. Relationships have reset, media and historical events are different, and his body is inexplicably more athletic. Well at least it's a normal World...Right? Multi-Crossover world. Read ahead (40 chapters) by supporting me on P4treon There you can also read 5 other Novels and other 4 Fanfiction of Oregairu p4treon.com/c/VarieTL ( Change 4 to a)

A nameless vessel carrying forbidden blood was never meant to exist. But the moment she gave him a name— the world began to break.

Marcus Lopez was supposed to be a broken orphan running from a fire, but the soul that woke up under that San Francisco overpass brought something older back with it. Transmigrated into the deadliest school on earth, he discovers an "Ancestral Memory" talent that allows him to relive the lives of history's greatest killers in his sleep. While Master Lin watches for weakness, Marcus uses "Death Consumption" to grow stronger from every life he takes, turning his peers' trauma into his own fuel. He isn't just trying to pass his finals at King's Dominion; he's building a composite identity from a thousand years of blood, all while a mysterious text message proves that someone in the cartel knows he isn't the real Marcus anymore.