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The moment Uchiha Seimei opened his eyes, nothing felt right. The ceiling above was unfamiliar, the scent of the air foreign, and his mind… fragmented. His heart pounded in his chest, racing with questions. "Where am I?" In an instant, a flood of memories—strange and disconnected—crashed into him. Faces, names, fragments of battles he had never fought, and… ninja? Konoha? Uchiha? He sat up abruptly, clutching his head as the truth sank in. He wasn’t in his own world anymore. He had been reborn as Uchiha Seimei, a ten-year-old boy in a world where death and war loomed like shadows. A world of shinobi, bloodlines, and monstrous powers. A world on the brink of chaos—the Third Great Ninja War. His heart tightened, not just from the reality of this dangerous new life, but because the body he now inhabited had just lost its parents in the war. And if that wasn’t bad enough, he wasn’t some legendary prodigy. No famed Sharingan awakening. No god-like power. Just an ordinary, ten-year-old Uchiha… or so it seemed. Until the system appeared. In a flash, a translucent blue screen hovered before his eyes, and with it, hope sparked in his chest. plz support me if you can. patreon.com/Mano99 all the fanfic is 30 chapter a had and you will get 1 chapter everyday.

In the era when Navy hero Garp is chasing Pirate King Roger across the Grand Line, a young man awakens in a fragile human body that simply refuses to die. Bullets to the head, cannon blasts to the chest, blades across his throat, drowning seas, and raging flames can destroy his flesh, but they can never claim his life. After countless brutal “deaths,” he realizes that mere immortality is not enough in a world ruled by monsters like Rocks, Roger, and Whitebeard.​ Determined to stop being a passive punching bag, he chooses the most domineering path in the One Piece world: to first max out his Conqueror’s Haki and then overwhelm the era itself. From the shadows of that legendary time, he crashes into the mainstream of history, clashing with Marines, pirates, and royalty, carving his name into the seas as the undying king whose will no one can suppress.

─────⇌••⇋───── [Title | The Blue Sun: MHA] [NOTE: Not A Translation or MTL!!] ..... [Synopsis:] A boy from our world opens his eyes inside the burned, dying body of Dabi, just as the villain awakens from his coma. With the past he never lived weighing on him and the future he already knows, survival becomes his first challenge. ...and he gets a [Genetic Milestone System] ======== [GENETIC MILESTONE SYSTEM] | LIFE SPAN LEFT: 69 DAYS | THREE EVOLUTION PATHS: >[BREATH OF THE SUN] - 0/100% >[SUPER SOLDIER] - LOCKED (Requires Breath of the Sun 100%) >[ARACHNID GENOME] - LOCKED (Requires Super Soldier 100%) ======= From there he begins to rebuild what was once a self-destructive Quirk, turning pain, training, and evolution into power. Each milestone pushes his blue flames closer to perfection - and his fate further away from the tragedy tied to Endeavor and the Todoroki name. No longer the Dabi the world remembers, he must choose: follow the path of vengeance, abandon it, or rise as something entirely new. A new sun is about to burn - and it burns blue ======== Note: Obviously, the manga or the anime series -MHA- doesn't belong to me. This is purely fan-fiction of those amazing works. ======== …. I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad, Wattpad, and ScribbleHub. ─────⇌••⇋─────

To be a hero is not something that's meant for everyone. So why don't I start from this day on to find out what it truly means to be a person that people can call...A Hero?

“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."

Nightmares don't end. They layer. When reality fractures, the chosen few are pulled into worlds that shouldn't exist—each one a nightmare more twisted than the last. A warrior sacrifices everything to hold back the darkness. A prisoner fights for survival in a world of endless shadow. A girl loses herself piece by piece, becoming something hollow. A weapon walks the world, carrying stolen power it doesn't understand. Every story is connected. Every nightmare runs deeper. As the layers peel back, the truth emerges: some were never meant to wake up. Some were never real to begin with. And the ones pulling the strings have been playing this game far longer than anyone knows. Ash Eyes is a dark fantasy thriller where protagonists change, realities shift, and survival means sacrificing everything—including yourself. Psychological horror • Multiple POVs • Nested narratives • Nothing is what it seems • this also has graphic violence and body horror • psychological Trauma and identity loss • dark fantasy themes • character death and transformation

Oren was once an Antherion, a divine being untouched by mortality. But after a moment beyond comprehension, he fell into a Ruined Realm, a strange, mysterious world of the supernatural. A world that is ruined yet beautiful, inhabited by peculiar Erols (creatures), where people strive for enlightenment through endless trials of ascent. In that descent, something changed within him. A brutal curse took hold, stripping away his divinity and forcing him among those he once stood above.

To be reincarnated into a crossover anime world was, at first, a stroke of misfortune. But then, like every chosen one with a spark of destiny, I awakened to the standard Advantage bestowed upon transmigrators. And the world I landed in? High School DxD. Well then, looks like life’s about to get interesting.

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

(I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com) To summarize this story in one sentence: A boy is Chosen to stand against a person who was never meant to be evil but now rules it. In the long term, without any spoilers. It's about a boy who becomes a god but still chooses to be human. A story about the cost of power and why someone would want it. When seventeen-year-old Damon Vale lost his mother, his whole world cracked. Not just with grief, but also with an impossible truth. Damon is no longer just a high schooler dealing with gangs and betrayal; he is the descendant of a powerful Queen of Woewyn, a kingdom on a realm carrying good and bad in excess. Raised on Earth by the Queen who lied to save his life, Damon is gifted and burdened by a power that literally bends elements and is constantly on the verge of purging his own body. Now, ancient gods and demons are pouring in and out of The Multiverse, some disguised as humans. Chronisouls, some torment, some help. For Damon, the choice is simple: Embrace the divine power that hurts him from the inside out, or watch his life on Earth, including the one girl who sees past his walls, shatter forever. From quiet rooftops(literally) to cosmic wars(also literally), Damon must discover if saving existence means losing the simplicity he always wanted, getting something better... or obtaining worse. (He doesn't really look like the cover. I only used it 'cause a friend made it for me and it's pretty cool. He looks like my pfp)

#VillainDad #CuteProtagonist #Ghosts #Misunderstanding #Transmigration #SmartMC Mira realized two things the moment she woke up in the body of a nameless orphan in a fantasy novel: 1. She is a disposable "shrimp" destined to die in the crossfire of the main characters. 2. She is the only person in this world who can see the screaming, terrifying ghosts that haunt every corner of the empire. Tortured by the wails of the dead, Mira finds only one source of silence: Duke Kaelus von Nacht. Known as the "Dark Lord" and the "Emperor's Sword," Kaelus is a man so ruthless and soaked in bloodlust that even the ghosts are terrified to go near him. To the world, he is a monster. But to Mira, he is a walking, talking pair of noise-canceling headphones. Desperate for a good night's sleep, Mira clings to him, acting like a naive, affectionate child to secure her place by his side. She succeeds, but she miscalculated. Kaelus didn't adopt her out of kindness. He needed a disposable child to act as 'live bait' for the assassins targeting him. Now named Seraphina, she must navigate a deadly game of survival. She thinks she is using him as a ghost shield. He thinks she is a fearless prodigy who loves him. As Seraphina munches on poison berries and naps through ambushes to avoid seeing spirits, the cold-blooded Duke starts to ask the wrong questions. "Why does she only sleep when I am holding her?" "Why does she stare into space with such disdain?" "Is it possible... that I am a good father?" Spoiler: He is not. But he’s about to destroy an entire kingdom because someone woke her up. --- ### Excerpt "Your Highness, the Archduke," the aide whispered, trembling hard to cover his laughter from bursting out. "The child... she is clinging to your leg again." Kaelus looked down. The tiny creature known as Seraphina was attached to his calf like a barnacle, drooling on his pristine military trousers. "She is fearless," Kaelus murmured, misinterpreting her desperate need for his ghost-repelling aura as familial affection. "The assassins are approaching, yet she seeks comfort only in the eye of the storm. She is the perfect bait." Seraphina, currently trying to avoid eye contact with a headless ghost hovering three feet away, squeezed her eyes shut. 'Just don't move. If I let go, the headless guy will ask me where his nose is again.' "Sir," the aide hesitated. "She's... eating your cloak." "Let her eat," Kaelus commanded, drawing his sword. "Whatever she wants, she gets. Except for freedom."

In a world where the first language is violence an endless cycle of blood has not stopped for thousands of years. Humans against demons but also fights within the same race as everyone cares only about their own interest. In this ruthless world Akos finds himself A world that forgives no one. One by one he loses his friends or sees them become traitors All the weight falls on his shoulders No matter how hard he tries, the losses continue. He did not choose to be born this way, but fate chose him to fight the big threat. In a reality where personal gain rules and no one respects each other peace seems to be just an unattainable dream Discord: https://discord.gg/APAD33aR6 Wiki: https://ninjitsudesnets.fandom.com/wiki/Ninjitsu_Desnets_Wiki Note He hasn't finished the whole wiki

Ash Raven lives in a world under constant threat from the Kraegan. A malevolent force banished from Hell after a failed attempt to conquer it, and Satan. Humanity is given a chance to fight back when powers once thought of in books and video games come to life, giving them the edge in the war, dubbing themselves Revhounds. Ash, however, is a low level and is subject to unfair harassment by his peers due to a false report on his older brother. After a bad day, he finds a little girl about to be attacked by a Kraegan, but doesn’t remember the rest of the night after the encounter, only waking to see a scar around his neck and a new look. His biggest surprise is that he’s been granted a system, which dubs him the next ‘Skullhunter’ and begins leveling him up through various tasks and missions along with killing Kraegans. Ash’s joy turns to dread when he learns what the system is really trying to do to him, that a bigger conspiracy awaits him, and that the system forced on him has a more sinister origin behind it. “It is better to burn out than fade away.” -Neil Young

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...

The Specialists: Book One — Awakening “So far as we’re on Earth, we all live, we all walk, and we’re all different... but... it’s more than that, isn’t it?” There will always be a set of people — or maybe various sets — different from the rest. They walk among us, invisible yet always watching, bound by rules written before time began. Not all their stories are told. But come to think of it... if we never tell, they will never know. Beneath the hum of cities and the illusion of normal life, another world exists—one of secret factions, ancient clans, and Arms that bend the laws of nature itself. Shadows move across time, hunting and watching those who can rewrite reality. When an orphaned student receives a call that changes everything, and a stranger draped in dusk arrives at the edge of his world, the first thread begins to pull loose. What wakes isn’t always alive. What’s buried doesn’t always stay dead. And the ones who remember… are already watching. Awakening is just the first movement in a war older than history itself.

Transmigrating to Marvel, Lucas awakens two talents. [Energy Absorption: Can absorb any energy and convert it into lifespan.] [Stat Transfer: Lifespan can be converted into Physique, Perception, and Spirit.] Additionally, every time all stats are maxed out, he can choose to upgrade to the next rank. From an ordinary person to an extraordinary person, then a God and... So, the quest for energy begins and he negotiates (blackmails) energy from Dimensional Lords.

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!

At Kuoh Academy, a mysterious transfer student wielding the "Chains of Heaven" made his appearance. In the labyrinth city of Orario, the Shadow King has awakened from his slumber. At Chiba’s National High School for the Gifted, the heir to the Sun Breathing technique swings his blade to slay demons. Different worlds. Different fates. Different stories. Each one unfolding a unique tale—each one unforgettable. — — — Original Author: Fat House Salted Fish

Is It Wrong to Wake Up as Myself in Orario? A DanMachi Fanfiction I was supposed to land in Japan. Instead, I woke up in Orario. Not reincarnated. Not reborn. Not a hero blessed with a cheat skill or a divine mission. Just me-an orphan with too many regrets, too many memories, and absolutely no business surviving in a city built around a Dungeon that devours people every day. At first, survival was all that mattered. Find food. Earn money. Stay alive long enough to see tomorrow. Then the Dungeon started changing things. A mysterious ability that shouldn't exist. Knowledge of events that haven't happened yet. Monsters that seem to recognize me before I recognize them. The deeper I go, the harder it becomes to tell where luck ends and something far stranger begins. Around me, Orario continues moving toward the future I remember. Bell Cranel chases his dream. Familias rise and fall. Heroes are born. But people are not stories. As new bonds form and old wounds refuse to stay buried, I find myself caught between the world I came from and the one slowly becoming home. Some scars survived death. Some losses never truly ended. And some encounters feel far too familiar for comfort. I never wanted to replace anyone's story. I only wanted a chance to live my own. The problem is that Orario seems to have other plans.

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, they did intersect. 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 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…’ Yes, a very infuriating message, and suddenly, nothing wanted to go his way anymore.