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Dragon Ball Super Across The Multiverses: Marvel, DC, Anime

‎[Warning: This story contains extreme sex scenes of different genders, violence, gore, sexual violence, and dark themes similar to Berserk and Hellsing. It is not suitable for most readers. Proceed only if you are comfortable with very heavy content.] ‎ ‎After the Tournament of Power ended, Android 17 stood before the Super Dragon Balls and made his selfless wish: to restore all the erased universes. The dragon granted it without hesitation. ‎ ‎But no one knew that buried deep inside the wish, hidden in the smallest crack of reality, was a name no one had spoken in billions of years. ‎ ‎Kuma. ‎ ‎The first child of the Dragon God Zalama. ‎The older brother of the Grand Priest. ‎The original being of darkness. ‎ ‎When the light of the wish touched the void, Kuma opened his eyes for the first time since his imprisonment. He was taller than his younger brother—towering, beautiful, and terrible. Black wings made of living shadow spread from his back. His skin was black like coal on bone, and his eyes burned with the cold fire of a dying star. ‎ ‎The moment he returned, the dark energy sealed inside him for eons exploded outward. It was strong enough to erase the entire multiverse in a single breath. ‎ ‎The Grand Priest felt his brother awaken. He appeared instantly, staff in hand, face calm but sad. ‎ ‎“Kuma,” he said softly. “You should not have come back.” ‎ ‎Kuma only smiled. ‎ ‎Then he reached out, grabbed his younger brother by the throat, and crushed the Grand Priest’s head like a ripe fruit. Golden blood and silver halo fragments rained across the sacred world of the gods. ‎ ‎With the Grand Priest dead, the balance broke. The chains that held the ancient evils snapped. Creatures far older and crueler than Demons, Angels, or Gods poured into every universe like a black flood. ‎ ‎The slaughter began. ‎ ‎Beerus was torn in half by a single claw. ‎Whis had his spine ripped out and used as a whip against the other Angels. ‎Belmod, Quitela, Sidra— The god's of Destruction were hunted down and butchered. Their bodies were hung from the ruins of their own planets like trophies. ‎ ‎On Earth, the Z Fighters made their final stand. ‎ ‎Gohan died shielding Pan from a monster that wore the skins of dead Kaioshin. ‎Piccolo’s arms were pulled off and his heart eaten while he still screamed. ‎Krillin’s head was crushed under a boot. ‎Vegeta fought until his final explosion took a thousand enemies with him—but it wasn’t enough. ‎Bulma was dragged away screaming by laughing shadow-beasts and was never seen alive again. ‎ ‎Chi-Chi and Goten were violated in front of Goku by creatures that fed on despair, then erased so completely that even their souls ceased to exist. ‎ ‎Goku himself was broken, beaten, bleeding. He watched everything he loved die or worse. ‎ ‎At the end, even Grand Zeno tried to fix it. The little Omni-King appeared with tears on his face, hands glowing, ready to erase the entire timeline and start over. ‎ ‎But Kuma was faster. ‎ ‎He murdered Zeno’s two royal guards in a spray of blood and bone. Then he forced the child-god to his knees, after a brutal battle, that lasted for weeks. With a cruel smile, Kuma made a wish on the Super Dragon Balls that still floated obediently in the void: ‎ ‎“Seal Zeno forever beneath my throne. Let him watch everything burn, unable to lift a finger.” ‎ ‎Super Shenron’s eyes flashed. Chains of black fire wrapped around Zeno and dragged him screaming into an endless crystal prison deep under Kuma’s newly built palace of screaming souls. ‎ ‎Darkness swallowed the multiverse. ‎ ‎The few survivors—broken warriors, terrified mortals, hiding gods—crawled into cracks between dimensions, praying the shadows would not find them. ‎ ‎Most of the dead were thrown into a new, deeper Hell where demons far worse than anything in King Yama’s domain waited with hungry smiles. ‎ ‎Others were simply erased forever, as if they had never been born at all. ‎
YoungRuler1 · 69k Views

CHILDREN OF THE SKY

"He conquered the earth. His children will conquer the heavens." Born in a forgotten border kingdom, Aurelion Caelum became king at sixteen after war claimed his father’s life. Many expected a frightened boy sitting on a throne too large for him. Instead, they found a ruler whose mind was far beyond his years—calm, ruthless when necessary, and driven by a vision no one else could yet see. By the age of twenty-five, he controlled a third of the world. Then, at the height of his power, he did the unthinkable. He stopped conquering. Rather than continuing endless war, Aurelion turned his empire toward something greater. Roads connected distant lands, academies opened their gates to the poorest children, and knowledge became the foundation of civilization. Farmers learned astronomy. Fishermen studied engineering. The empire began to rise not only through conquest—but through wisdom. But prosperity breeds arrogance. When a corrupt minister declares that supporting the families of fallen soldiers is a waste of the empire’s coin, the emperor’s patience finally breaks. The empire runs red as corruption is purged from its foundations. And when the blood settles and order returns, Aurelion lifts his sword one final time to finish what he began. The world falls. But the earth was never his true dream. Standing before millions of his people, the emperor who conquered everything gives away the throne he fought so hard to build. Because his ambition was always greater. The sky was waiting. And his children would be the ones to reach it.
TenThousandSage · 645 Views

I Died 2,000 Years Ago: The Underworld Fears Me

Ren Wu died once. Two thousand years ago, he was the Imperial Chancellor who governed Hell itself—an Auditor who enforced cosmic law, taxed gods, and sentenced demons with a brushstroke. Then Heaven and Hell cooperated. He was assassinated before he could finish signing a decree meant to fix the cycle of reincarnation. Now, he has awakened in the body of a dying factory owner at the bottom of the modern Underworld. His wealth is his health. His business is survival. His enemies are corporations, gangs, ancient clans—and the government of Hell. While others cultivate to become immortal heroes, Ren Wu cultivates assets. He monopolizes supply chains. He weaponizes contracts. He turns gangs into employees. He turns ancient cultivation manuals into corrected instruction manuals. To Ren Wu, modern cultivators are not warriors. They are illiterate workers using corrupted translations of Hell’s employee handbooks. As Ren rebuilds his corporate empire, fragments of his sealed memories return… Why did his archaeologist parents send him an ancient coffin before vanishing? Why does the Administration desperately want him erased? Why does every ancient family’s sacred art trace back to Hell? To uncover the truth, Ren Wu must do what he does best: Acquire political shields. Build unions. Exploit loopholes. Rewrite laws. Because in this world… You don’t punch judges. You don’t sue gangsters. And you never fight the system. You become the system.
orionbeast · 65.1k Views

Ashes of a Forgotten Life

The world is divided into ten powerful nations, each ruled by its own strength and ideology—War, Justice, Storm, Volcano, Peace, Fortune, The Land of Mothers, Water, Desert, and Medicine. Each represents something humanity believes in… or hides behind. Above them stand the Ten Mortal Gods—legendary figures who once reshaped the balance of the world. But time has changed everything. The nations they influenced have grown corrupt, twisted by ambition, fear, and greed. Systems meant to protect now exploit. Rankings, bounties, and power structures decide who lives freely—and who is hunted. Slavery, forced labor, political manipulation, and generational oppression persist beneath banners of righteousness. At the center of this fragile order stands a neutral academy where future warriors are trained for the conflicts beyond its walls. It is here that Izan Arakami begins his journey. Quiet yet relentless, Izan wields a power that belongs to no nation and answers to no throne. As he witnesses the cruelty hidden beneath politics and pride—the suffering of civilians, the abuse of authority, the systems built on control—his understanding of justice begins to fracture. Strength alone will not fix this world. And if no one else is willing to stain their hands to change it… he may. Beside him stands Rin Amagawa, carrying the blood of the God of War. Within her lies the ability to command light itself—an overwhelming, seemingly limitless force that makes her both a miracle and a threat. Nations do not fear her lineage alone—they fear what she could become. Watching over them is Sayaka, a guardian bound to a forgotten past. Fragments of her memories remain scattered across the world, waiting to be reclaimed. As those pieces return, so too does the truth about the spiritual forces shaping this reality—belief, energy, dreams, spirits, past lives, and the unseen layers that influence fate itself. Because in this world, spirituality is not myth. It is power. As alliances shift and war looms on the horizon, the balance between nations begins to collapse. And when it does— the world may not be ready for the version of Izan Arakami that rises from its ashes.
Xaque · 13.7k Views

The Last Member Of The Clan

A crushing defeat during the Jokyu rebellion to overthrow the Kamakura Shogunate. His family and clan were erased from Japanese history. The Kamakura did not want their name remembered. The Kageyori Clan was once among the most respected samurai clans. Yet political intrigue, betrayal, and the ruthless ambition for power led to their massacre, leaving almost no survivors. Akira grew up with a single purpose: to avenge the destruction of his clan and to tear down the system that had trampled upon the honor of the people. Akira was saved by Ryuma Odawara, a former samurai from a clan that had also fallen into extinction. Ryuma was a bitter shadow of the past, a ronin who once served the Emperor but ultimately became disillusioned with those in power, both in the imperial court and within the shogunate. Under his guidance, Akira’s swordsmanship was sharpened, but more importantly, his understanding of justice, honor, and loyalty was forged through hardship and truth. Now, Akira’s journey is no longer driven by personal vengeance alone. He has come to realize that the fall of his clan was only a fragment of a far greater corruption. To avenge the blood of the Kageyori, he must shake the very foundations of the Keshogunan Kamakura itself. From the ashes of a burned village, from the betrayal of rulers, and from wounds that nearly claimed his life, a new resolve is born. Akira Kageyori does not seek revenge alone. He seeks to destroy the system that gave birth to that betrayal. And the true war… has only just begun.
Meiby_Rimantha · 10.9k Views