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As a dimensional traveler carrying high-dimensional information into the Warhammer 40K universe, would simply dying in a reasonable way lead to invincibility? Zhang Ge glanced at the lasgun in his hand and asked his companion the name of this planet. Upon hearing the answer "Sentinel," he remarked, "Never had such a wonderful start." As a grunt in the Imperial Guard, how hard could it be to die in a battle of this scale? You basically don't need to do anything - just stay in the trench, and the enemy will ensure you die in creative ways. However, things weren't as simple as they seemed. When merely touching the lasgun made its machine spirit tremble with joy, when he managed to peek out of the trench and kill a dozen heretics, when an artillery shell landed hard in the trench with its shrapnel and shock wave sweeping across the entire platoon's position, killing thirty to forty friendly troops except Zhang Ge himself... He realized that things might not be as straightforward as they appeared...

Life ended with the flicker of a game screen. One moment, he was deep into a match; the next, the universe hit him with a message straight out of a sci-fi fever dream: “Another life awaits. Accept?” He said yes. Then he woke up in what could only be described as a cosmic character creator. Species list. Stat sliders. Talent trees. He went straight to pick human—because, you know, familiarity and opposable thumbs—but human wasn’t even on the list. Not an option. Not even a “locked” icon. Just… gone. What the heck?! Each race came with a set number of creation points to spend—more points meant more advantages. You’d expect the top slot to go to some hulking apex predator, a species bred for war and dominance. But no… the statistical champions of the galaxy were those little bear people from Return of the Jedi. Ewoks. Cute, furry, and apparently creation-point royalty. Nope. No way was he going to do it. So he went with his favorite: Wookiee. Towering, fearsome, and durable enough to survive almost anything the galaxy could throw at him. Their point pool wasn’t Ewok-level absurd, but it was more than enough to make him formidable. He split the extras between raw muscle and awakening a powerful connection to the Force—enough to make a Jedi recruiter lean forward in their chair, but not enough to stamp him as a “mystical chosen one.” This was the Old Republic—an age of Jedi legions, Sith empires, and wars that reshaped entire star systems. And somewhere out there was Revan, the legend he’d admired since before this new life began. Meeting him was the goal. Surviving long enough to get there? That was the hard part. Because first, he had to make it through cubhood on Kashyyyk—during the era when Chuundar, a local sellout Wookiee working with the Czerka Corporation, was making life miserable for his own people. The MC was far too young to do anything about it, and his parents, honorable to a fault, resisted Chuundar and the off-worlders at every turn. Admirable, sure, but in a place like this, honor was just another way to paint a target on your back. And here’s the thing: in every galaxy-spanning epic, it’s always the humans hogging the spotlight. Especially in Star Wars. As if an entire galaxy with billions—no, trillions—of unique beings and cultures still has to revolve around one or two families with fancy last names. This time, the story’s different. This time, it might just revolve around a Wookiee.

Fifty years after the Battle of Yavin, the galaxy finds itself in a fragile state of recovery. Scarred by the Yuuzhan Vong War and Darth Caedus’s reign, countless worlds and individuals struggle to rebuild from decades of devastation. Amid the fractured alliances of the reformed New Republic, the Imperial Remnants, and independent coalitions, the Jedi Order stands as a beacon of hope. On Yavin 4, the Jedi Temple serves as a sanctuary for Force-sensitive children, offering them a chance to heal and find purpose. Among the new arrivals is Kael Varo, formerly Kael Valtherion, a boy who abandoned his Imperial noble heritage to embrace the path of the Jedi. Alongside him is Vila Saresh, a twi'lek freed from slavery, haunted by her past but determined to find a brighter future. As these Padawans confront their own traumas, they uncover the lingering echoes of ancient threats: Sith artifacts, Yuuzhan Vong technology, and the ideological scars left by Darth Caedus, still twisting others, even after his death. Guided by the wisdom of Grandmaster Luke Skywalker, the young Jedi must learn that being a Jedi is not merely about mastering the Force but about finding unity and courage in a galaxy still divided. ------ Author's notes: Hey-ho people! Welcome to my Star Wars fanfiction, which is told from a first-person point of view. For a bit of background information and what to expect, you must know a few things about me: My first introduction to Star Wars was on VHS, so I am not a newcomer to the setting. I was a child when there was only the trilogy and a teen when the prequels happened. I grew up reading the Expanded Universe and with the stories and exploits of Luke. This story of mine will take place in 50 ABY, right after the Expanded Universe mostly stopped producing stories. Writing it, anything that happened after the Disney acquisition is going to be ignored. This even includes the Mandalorian series because no matter how good the first season was, it was built on a foundation made out of sand. Proof: Book of Boba Fett and the third season. I'll try my very best to stay true to the original vision of what made Star Wars so captivating. Expect weekly chapters!

Reborn into The Old Republic, Nestor expected Jedi powers or Sith theatrics. Instead, he got diplomacy—talking instead of stabbing. Tragic. Behind his mask lies a sharp mind, a sharper tongue, and a deep appreciation for not getting Force-choked mid-negotiation. In a galaxy where peace is a myth and Sith think “diplomacy” means electrocution, he must balance deception, wit, and survival. Every treaty hides a dagger, every handshake conceals a trap, and every polite exchange is just verbal lightsaber combat. But hey, if words are weapons, at least he’s got the deadliest arsenal in the galaxy.

(A crossover of Supernatural, The Vampire Diaries/Originals and elements of Star Wars and Castlevania.) I was well... I think reborn is the best word for it. I was reborn without my memories for around 9 years as Lucien Milligan- or should I better say, Lucien Winchester. 3rd son of John Winchester, half-brother of my two older brothers Sam & Dean, and the older brother of my two years younger- Adam Milligan. I think you already get the idea that this- this is not a good thing. Not at fucking all. I am literally in a cursed family! You can not tell me otherwise! My entire family tree is basically full of puppets who couldn't see the strings attached to the hands of Michael and Lucifer! Okay- okay, sorry, I got a little emotional there. There is good news- thank God! Apparently my soul was... supercharged- I think that's the best way to describe it - when I was reborn into this world. (Crossing totalities apparently does that). It needed to release all that energy, and so, when I was watching Star Wars at 9 years old, and my memories returned at the end of the Return of the Jedi movie, and well, something insane happened. I as a kid of course like any other kid wanted superpowers- the Force, I wanted the Force. You know Tulpas? The thing with enough concentrated soul energy and belief created the Olympians, Norse, etc. In the world of Supernatural? Basically the same happened- I CREATED THE FUCKING FORCE BY WANTING IT! ON SOME BARRY ALLEN TYPE THING WHERE HE CREATED THE SPEED FORCE THROUGH HIS ACCIDENT! Yeah! I'm basically now both the Father of the Force and the Chosen One- I look like Anakin Skywalker too it seems (thankfully, the movies in this world had different actors.) Now, the greatest question is, how do I survive this clusterfuck of a world, and along the way save the world and the people in it. (KEEP IN MIND, LUCIEN TOWARDS THOSE HE CONSIDERS HIS, BE IT FAMILY, FRIENDS OR EVENTUAL GIRLFRIEND, IS KIND OF A YANDERE I.E. POSSESSIVE. If this isn't your cup of tea, you have been warned. It is because of Lucien having lost family now after reincarnating. In his first life, having had very loving parents who have constantly been at the risk of losing them because of their own illnesses- making Lucien quite terrified of being alone, causing this nature of his.) ------------------------------- (Author note: Some points I will address. -When the Force is created, he is shielded by his own power- so no one sensed that he made it, but it now is a fundemental part of the Supernatural Multiverse. -Don't think when people find out he has the Force that it is going to be funny- no people who understand will shit bricks. For example- If I told you I had the powers of Superman by wishing it as a kid, will you laugh at me for wanting fictional person's powers or be terrified of me actually having them? -Lucien is a good guy- he is a Hunter, so don't expect some evil mastermind, Palpatine type character, or a remorseless, selfish monster. Yes, Lucien can be selfish- yes, Lucien puts his loved ones above others, always, but he does care about people, and wants to help them. And will feel sadness when he fails, and guilt and the like. -Don't expect an overpowered character who from the get-go can make Azazel run for the hills- no my friends, Lucien, has no idea how he is going to use the Force to its true potential since he has no teacher. Only can search wiki and the internet and comics and the like for info- AND EVEN THEN, THE FORCE HERE IS NOT EXACTLY THE SAME SINCE IT'S BASED ON WHAT HE THOUGHT IT WAS. I BASICALLY PICK AND CHOOSE WHAT THE FORCE CAN FROM CANON AND LEGENDS OF STAR WARS AND MY OWN INTERPRETATIONS (I'm not yelling, I'm emphasising.) Well, I hope you enjoy. See you all later, Bye!)

A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away... While meditating, Jedi Master Yoda receives a vision of a young hero who will turn the tide in many battles in the future. Now, he's on his way to find the hero from his vision before it's too late. This story is from FanFiction - LoneWolf-O1 AO3 - LoneWolf01

In a realm woven with spells and shadows, she was the girl born without power. An outcast among sorcerers, her soul carried no gift, no destiny. Yet within her silence burned a spark—one she shaped with blood, struggle, and unyielding will, until her own forbidden skill was born. Through enchanted forests and kingdoms where soulbeasts weep under chains of greed, she walks a path laced with danger and wonder. By her side, friends sworn in loyalty… against her, rulers intoxicated by power. Every step awakens mysteries buried in the stars, every battle pulls her closer to the truth of her hidden strength. Until at last, she must embrace the impossible— to rise as the chosen light of Drishmaya, the hero who can weave peace from chaos. A magical odyssey of courage, sacrifice, and destiny.

When a lone Jedi crashes upon shores unknown, the game of thrones finds itself disrupted by powers older than kings or crowns. Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and all rights for character, plots and settings belong to GRRM and George Lucas/Disney. I have no ownership. Read 5 chapters ahead: P-atreon.com/FullHorizon (Just remove the hyphen to access Patreon normally.)

Daimon, a modern-day man with a penchant for video games and sci-fi lore, finds himself unexpectedly thrust into the Star Wars universe during the tumultuous era of the Old Republic. His reincarnation is anything but ordinary; he is reborn as a Gen'Dai (Not the ugly looking ones, his appearence is similar to Thanos) , a race celebrated for its extraordinary regenerative abilities and near-immortality. However, Daimon’s transformation is even more remarkable, his Gen'Dai physiology is enhanced by genetic traits from various races across the galaxy, making him an unparalleled force of nature. Twi'lek grace, Wookiee strength, and Rodian intelligence mingle with his own essence, giving him abilities that surpass even the greatest warriors of the time. His journey will start by learning the ways of the Jedi then learning the more darker abilities of the force which will give him even greater strength. And with his powerful connection to the force, he will be able to achieve anything he wants. ----- Before reading please be aware that this is a Overpower Fanfic just like every fanfic I write so as you read keep that in mind especially in the beginning of the story

After the death of Emperor Palpatine, the New Republic has much work ahead of itself. Princess Leia also has an important mission. And she will undergo many naughty adventures while completing her duties.

The Clone Wars rage across Naboo, tearing the Galactic Republic apart. The Jedi Knights lead the Clone Army in a desperate struggle against the Separatists' endless droid legions. But everything changes when a wild card enters the battlefield—the Avengers, accidentally transported to Naboo through a mysterious Hydra base experiment gone wrong. Their unexpected arrival shifts the tide of war and sets off a chain reaction across the stars. From this moment forward, more dangerous, more sinister threats emerge—ones neither the Jedi nor the Sith could have foreseen. The Galactic Republic, the Separatists, the Federation of Independent Systems, the Rebel Alliance, even the Sith themselves—all will face unforeseen changes as the Avengers alter the fate of the galaxy... and perhaps the entire universe. This is a finish translation and edit of Marvel crosses Star Wars, and everyone attacks the galaxy 漫威穿越星战，全员进击银河系 Author: 吧懂 More chapter and Early Access Available at : Patreon.com/goldengaruda

SW Legends + Canon AU ____ Alex was a software dev by day and a gamer by night, until he woke up in a galaxy far, far away. He was stuck in the scrawny seven-year-old body of Ezra Bridger, right after the Empire arrested his parents for being rebels. Talk about terrible respawn timing. Now he's trapped on Lothal, starving, powerless, and eight long years away from the Ghost crew ever showing up. Meanwhile, Darth Sidious and Vader are out there collecting skulls, and Alex knows exactly how short the average lifespan of Force-sensitives can be. Running for the rest of his life? No thanks. He refuses to be just another street rat scrambling to survive in his second chance. If he was going to be a space wizard, he was going to be the strongest one. Period. His pursuit of power led him to a single, forbidden question: one that the Jedi and Sith alike would kill to bury forever. What if midi-chlorians (the very things that connect everyone to the Force) could be extracted, stolen, ripped from another's body and made your own? Some people call that heresy. He calls it survival, and maybe, if he plays this right, something a whole lot more. Because why settle for your birthright when you can absorb someone else's. ------- A/N I noticed an utter fucking lack of star wars rebel fanfic on this site, which is honestly so utterly dissappointing. I wanted to really read one fanfic where Ezra is the MC, and so I ended up writing one instead. Please give it a try and tell me your thoughts The plan sit to have this book be a part of the saga that would go on covering the best of star wars from all media chronologically viable to be involved in the fanfic, including but not limited to web series, games, comics and movies. The world is an mix of OG Star Wars, Disney Continuity (Other than those god-forsaken sequels I refuse to accept as canon) and LEGEND Continuity. The weak-to-strong tag is for the whole story, not just this prequel volume. Expect more dependence on tech in start—he’s forced to. Adios!

Alex Price had never thought much of destiny. He was just another guy with too many hours sunk into games, late-night lore videos, and a fascination with Warhammer’s grimdark universe. That night, the screen glowed with the Adeptus Mechanicus cutscene: a choir chanting in binary, Tech-Priests whispering to their machine gods, great forges belching fire across the stars. Alex leaned closer, entranced by the sight of colossal titans marching to war, their footsteps shaking planets. His chest tightened heart hammering like a machine spirit breaking free of its cogitator cage. Then, darkness.

And with a sudden jolt, all of it was whisked away from him; the knowledge of what he had learned, remained, the images and memories remained, at least somewhat, but there was nothing new that was coming in. A mighty shudder passed through his being, and Harry James Potter finally truly awoke. If you enjoyed this crossover and want to read more, please consider supporting me on Patreon for advanced chapters! Your support means the world and helps me continue creating. Visit: my website https://percivallannister-shop.fourthwall.com or patreon.com/PercivalLannister. Thank you!

Before you stands the Emperor. Master of Mankind, Joint Ruler of Holy Terra and Mars, Heavenly Father, Caesar, Emperor, Augustus, Conqueror of the Stars, Bane of Xenos, Immortal Wisdom, Curse of Malevolent Gods, Watcher on the Golden Throne... And most importantly: Humanity's Eternal God, Indestructible Faith, Creator of the Greatest Suffering, Bearer of the Greatest Suffering. His legions are falling, his empire is dying, and all his most sacred, primal dreams are turning into the very ignorance and atrocities that will kill him. He is weeping. He is screaming. He is helpless, witnessing endless malice amidst infinite suffering. And I? I am the one who ended His suffering. (Female Primarch, original Legion, no devotion to Chaos. The author will try their best to maintain lore accuracy, "grimdark" flavor, and daily updates. The beginning might be a bit difficult to read, so feel free to read a few chapters to see if you can adapt.) Important Note : For the continuity of this story consider to Support us on Pãtreon/Flokixy to access advance Chapters and To Support The Daily Update

Hare una novelizacion de lo que paso el episodio 4 y el 5 de las películas, eso incluye comics, juegos y demás (no pondré novelas ya que estas ya están novelizadas) (star wars pertenece a sus respectivos dueños y no me pertenece, le pertenece o sea le Lucasfilm Ltd. LLC y The Walt Disney Company) mi patreon para que donen, este es el enlace: https://www.patreon.com/Felix5345 las novelizacion van a pasar primero por star wars comics del 1977, la trilogía Rogue Squadron y demás cosas medios

in the grim darkness of the far future, there is only war. during a trip through the warp on a mission to exterminate a rising tyranid threat, a battle barge is suddenly attacked by an entity of unknown origin. Brother Maximus of the Ultramarines, Brother Raxor of the Salamanders, and Brother Sebastian of the Black Templars are all lost to the warp, only to wake up on different planets in a galaxy far far away. === Https://discord.gg/vDrfkXnDe2

In the shadowed underbelly of the Titans of the Void series, The Unnoticed gathers fragments from lives frayed at the edges of the Skyriver galaxy. Each story stands alone, yet together they form a constellation of quiet tragedies, hinting at the invisible ties that bind the forgotten and the forsaken. Beneath the surface of every world, be it urban labyrinth or backwater dustbowl. A prelude to Titans of the Void: Reckoning, these whispers cling like smoke in a dimly lit room, reminding that in the stars' cold sprawl, survival is just another long night without dawn. This anthology is not a comfort, but a mirror; what stares back is the true face of endurance when myth fades, and only the daily grind remains. This Novelette contain minor spoilers of Titans of the Void: Requiem. This work is to also help any readers who wish to jump straight into Titans of the Void: Reckoning without needs to read the previous Novel and Novelettes prior to.

The first successful attempt of orochimaru to create someone from his own DNA and some special dna he found while on his reign of terror. Set right before team 7 goes to waves. about 3 months before the chunnin exams. enjoy or don’t. I want to go with my original plan to make log my mc.He’ll have the Same powers as mitsuki, but won’t unlock them right away. Same goes for the Kama. All in due time. I’ll use a lot of the same dialogues from my Gojo fic. just trying to come at this from a bit more grounded Perspective and by using actual naruto powers instead of outside stuff that I have to make up.i want a decently straightforward story and powers that have been established in the naruto verse, this will help with that.

In the heart of Winterfell, where stone corridors twist and ancient secrets lurk, young Arya Stark—the wild wolf of House Stark—possesses a curiosity as fierce and untamed as her long-dead aunt, Lyanna Stark. At the tender age of four, Arya’s restless spirit leads her to uncover a hidden and forgotten room within the ancient walls of her family’s stronghold. Within this secret chamber, dust clinging to every surface and time itself suspended in silence, Arya discovers a weathered map—its edges frayed, its ink faded but its promise unmistakable. The cryptic parchment hints at a long-lost chamber, buried deep beneath Winterfell for hundreds of years, a place shrouded in darkness and legend. Compelled by an unrelenting desire for truth and adventure, Arya follows the map’s intricate path, unknowingly stepping into a web of destiny that would forever alter the fate of House Stark and the North itself. At the end of her perilous journey, Arya stands before a colossal, ice-clad chamber—its entrance guarded by serpentine carvings and an ominous metal door. With the courage only a Stark could muster, Arya unlocks the chamber’s deadly secret, awakening a force buried for centuries. What lies beyond the icy threshold is a harrowing revelation—one that tests Arya’s resolve, her loyalty, and her very soul. The choices Arya makes in that chilling chamber will ripple through the North, shaping the destiny of Winterfell and House Stark for generations to come. (au warning)