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Hell and Heaven have locked horns in an eternal conflict spanning countless ages. For eons, both sides have scoured the realms for a single opportunity—a way to shatter this endless, agonizing stalemate. The emergence of Humanity finally offered that glimmer of hope: a chance for one side to claim total victory and cast the other into oblivion. Now, the mortal realm has become the ultimate chessboard for the High Heavens and the Burning Hells. It is a world where weakness is not a misfortune, but a sin; a world teeming with reckless fools and chaotic meddlers who stir the ashes of war. Yet, within this crucible of suffering lies infinite possibility. This is a new world. This is the world of Diablo.

Arden Harl, an average office worker, is unexpectedly taken into the world of his favourite web novel. The selection of a king. No one can escape this fate. Last Earth, Earth 1, where we are normal in our ordinary lives, flying. Then the Outer Gods come in. A world where fiction and reality merged together. A place where the ‘selection’ begins. What are his survival tactics for the ‘Selection’? He finds himself in a parallel world consumed by horror, bloodshed, and deceit. What is his unfair advantage? None, except for his knowledge of the novel. Only he knows how the world will end. Thus begins the legend of Arden Harl, or The Sole King’s Prophecy, in the Multiverse! [Important: I'm posting this story on Royal Road, FanFiction, Wattpad, and Scribble Hub.]

After dying at nineteen from a lifelong illness, Kaito expects only darkness, until he awakens in the body of a healthy three-year-old boy in Japan. As fragments of his past life linger, subtle signs begin to unsettle him: whispers of “quirks,” strange abilities, and a city named Musutafu. The truth shatters into place when he sees All Might appear on live television, declaring, “I am here!” Reborn into the world of My Hero Academia, Kaito realizes his second chance at life may be more extraordinary, and far more dangerous, than he ever imagined.

After a devastating battle against Acnologia and Zeref, both Natsu and Gray succumb to their injuries and die, reincarnating in a new world without magic. Natsu and Gray are both born to the Todoroki family and find themselves in a world where everyone is born with quirks, heroes are worshipped. Natsu is quick to adapt and gets a brand-new goal. Defeating All Might, who is the strongest and greatest Hero. However, before he can do any of that, he has to go to School. And if he doesn't pass, he can't be a Hero???! Meanwhile, Gray is trying to keep Natsu in line, but ends up causing trouble as well.

Fanfic based on Guilty Three's Shadow Slave. Watch as Milo Chrome attempts to survive in the harrowing depths of the dream realm with a unique technology based aspect. Cover Art is made by @0mmmmm7777777 on Twitter. All credit goes to that guy, his art is cool as hell.

The story centers on Ara’s forbidden love, the dark secrets of her uncle, and a terrifying paranormal mystery connected to a haunted mansion and a malevolent entity bearing her name. This story is based on true events WARNING! Don't read this at night

After the Justice League fails to prevent their world's annihilation by anti-matter, Billy Batson, the hero Shazam, makes a desperate leap and finds himself stranded in a foreign universe.

When Nolan awakens in the Marvel Universe, he knows the truth: this world is a deathtrap. Alien invasions, mad titans, reality-warping mutants—and he's just an ordinary human caught in the crossfire. But fortune smiles upon him in the form of the Warhammer Simulator, a mysterious system that lets him live entire lifetimes across the grim darkness of the Warhammer 40,000 universe. Each simulation grants him knowledge, skills, and rewards from that brutal galaxy. In a Marvel Universe that's an amalgamation of countless fictional worlds and comic continuities, Nolan must walk the line between humanity and transhuman perfection. Because when Thanos comes, when the gods descend, when reality itself tears apart—he'll need to be more than human to survive. He'll need to be Astartes. Before you guys comment... Yes this is the same story as Marvel: Warhammer Simulator its from the same RAW but i did not use any of his version on mine, I did the edit from the start, and since his version already have 140 chapter available, i will do batch update this week, 50 chapter each until i get to 140+ on here and free on public p@treon. After that i will stock pile update a little bit for P@treon and then i will do a daily release like other This is a Translation and edit of Raw : American Comics: The Matrix 美漫：骇客蜘蛛侠 more available at : [email protected]/goldengaruda

"Abbot, the demon possessing my daughter will leave today, right?" "The profit I earn from trade and lending, is that pleasing to God, or has it already become the sin of usury?" "When disaster and injustice strike, why does God remain silent?" A top tier financial con artist has his soul transported to Florence in 1345, opening the story by impersonating a monastery abbot. In 1345, the House of Medici has not yet risen to power. The dawn of the Renaissance is still buried beneath the darkness of the Middle Ages. In 1345, the Black Death is about to arrive. Death is sharpening its scythe, ready to reap half of Europe. In 1345, theology is the only truth allowed to shackle thought. And he understands better than anyone how to define “truth.” He drains the wealth of the entire city with a single “gold certificate.” He triggers a crisis that turns Florence’s banking giants to dust beneath his feet. He writes doctrines of his own, disguises greed as “divine grace,” crowns the rising bourgeois class, and becomes the spiritual totem of capitalists. He ignites the Renaissance, frees the mind, and opens the age of “man.” When the plague sweeps across the land and all voices fall silent, he builds a kingdom on earth amid the ruins. With economic power in his left hand and the cross in his right, he becomes a pope who rules both matter and faith. * * * Hundreds of years later, in the estate of a 33rd degree Freemason. A young heir holds that green bill said to rule the world and points at the pope’s profile printed on it. "Father, why is this pope printed on the dollar?" The father reverently touches the back of the bill and says, "In God We Trust." ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• WARNING: The Mc is a bad guy who will use Christianity to fool the masses. He will deceive, kill and do a lot more in the name of God. So people who are very religious or don't like this type of Mc, read at your own risk. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• 100 Powerstones = 1 Bonus Chapter. To read 26+ advance chapters and support me, visit my p@treon at - P@atreon/SilverShark769

A CYOA self-insert sounded fun. Until I woke up in the Naruto world mid–Third Shinobi War. Turns out "fun" is code for "suffering."

"Did you know? The reason why the Gojos and the Zenins are on bad terms? It was during the Keicho period. Their respective clan heads killed each other in a fight." 400 years ago... Keicho Era, 1598. The theft of the Mitsuboshi no Yari—Three Star Spear—forces an uneasy and precarious alliance between Seijiro Gojo, the impulsive hot-headed heir of the Gojo clan, and Kaoru Zenin, the brillaint prodigious Zenin clan's heir, who, unbeknownst to all, is in truth a woman. Now, as the Tokugawa and Toyotomi forces stand on the brink of a full-scale war, and tension stretches from Edo to Osaka, they find themselves standing on opposite sides of a conflict that neither of them wanted.

Mission 1: Destroy the Marvel Cinematic Universe. Starting Item: Original Zombie Virus Serum. Mission 2: Annihilate the world of Naruto. Starting Item: Alien Zerg Egg. Mission 3: Eradicate the DC Comics Universe. Starting Item: Ability Possession Device.

“To protect what remains.” With that… The Hollow Knight departed. But now with no further Pantheons remaining, no unresolved gods to test, and no remaining purpose within Godhome’s structure, the Shade Lord leaves. They do not emerge enlightened. They emerge thinking. The Shade Lord does not return to Hallownest immediately out of longing or duty. They return later—only after recognising a delayed truth that they wish they knew before: Hollownest cannot be saved. But it can still be violated.

A human curse by the beings outside the cosmos got transmigrated into the Honkai World, Previous Era.

The girl from the Scarlet Devil Mansion meets a soul from another world, and the two souls merge into one, creating a new Flandre with a brain and reason. After stepping onto another world called Terra, she looked up at the twin moons in the sky. "Ugh, I want to go home so badly, I miss the desserts my sister makes for me..." And so the girl embarked on her journey to find her way home.

the world is been given a boon of superpowers 60,000 years ago and the sections are been divided one which is of superhero and supervillans the story revolves around Vinay Puranik who don't know about his existence but is determined to protect his parents and world how he does it is the story all about ....

(Note: This fanfiction is purely fictional with little to no relevance to reality! It is only for entertainment purposes and should be treated as such.) When a reader awakens inside the world of Omniscient Reader’s Viewpoint, he finds himself inhabiting the body of Han Donghoon—during the brutal first regression of Yoo Joonghyuk. Unlike the original story, he knows how every tragedy unfolds… and how the ending will never truly be happy. Determined to create a perfect conclusion, he begins rewriting fate itself. Allies must be manipulated, sacrifices calculated, and even heroes may need to fall for the sake of a greater ending. The constellations watch with growing unease as the story drifts further from the script. Because this time, someone inside the scenario knows how the cycle truly ends. But a flawless ending demands a price no protagonist should ever pay. And the question remains—will he save the story… or become the final tragedy that makes it perfect? _________________________________________________________________________________ cover image credit: https://www.pinterest.com/pin/71002131618797669/ For getting future chapters in advance, head on to my patreon: https://www.patreon.com/Nobody75 (Note: Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint belongs to Sing Shong. Only the ocs and original plot are my own.)

"So, Sir. Dymitr the Tall." "How good a Knight are you?" Set 200 Years before The events of the Last Knight of Terra (Arknights AU)

Dark Jon Snow! R18 ! Manipulative Jon ———————— Catelyn hates her husband's bastard, she hates that he's better than Robb, she hates that he's good with a sword, and what she hates most about the bastard is how people keep saying he has wolf blood like Brandon, but what she didn't expect was the bastard to be so at everything. Dark jon snow:- jon snow/ catelyn Jon snow/cersei Jon snow/Sansa Jon snow/Mycrella Jon snow shows that he can conquer the seven kingdoms while enjoying benefits of it. NSFW WARNING -------------------------------------------- (NOTE): All the characters depicted are are above 18 even if mentioned otherwise in the story. -------------------------------------------- (NOTE): No rights for characters or anything belongs to me.Its just a fanfic.Rewrite and translation from spanish work. Update schedules:- Tuesday, Thursday, Sunday

It was difficult being the son of the most hated man in Westeros. Aelor Targaryen had seen his fair share of death. He'd watched the executions of the Houses Darklyn and Hollard after the Defiance, a fifteen year old squire to Ser Barristan Selmy who'd been forced to stay behind while his mentor scaled the wall of Duskendale and rescued Aelor's father. He'd killed his first man, some hulking brute who smelled like a pig sty and fought like a boar, two years later during the waning hours of the Kingswood Brotherhood, and sent seven more men to their graves before the conflict was finished, earning his knighthood. And he'd seen men burned alive by his father for years now, more men and more situations than Aelor wished to recall. His father's nickname of the Mad King was well earned. But the deaths of Rickard and Brandon Stark were… haunting. The smell of the Lord of the North's burning flesh still swirled in his nostrils, just as the sound of the man's son strangling himself as he tried to save his father still rang in his ears. Aelor was no stranger to nightmares, but he knew those deaths would haunt him until the day he died. If they ever find Rhaegar, I'll kill him myself. There are worse things in life than being labeled a kinslayer...... Thank you for reading! If you are enjoying the story, please consider supporting me on Patreon. Patrons get access to advance chapters and help make it possible for me to keep writing. You can find me at: patreon.com/ScarletQuillWrites