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A peace-loving and well-behaved young man from society unexpectedly finds himself transmigrated into the world of Bleach, where he becomes Hitsugaya Toshiro. Originally intending to live a stable and uneventful life, he constantly finds himself confronted by those who seek to stir up trouble. Aizen endlessly proclaims his desire to stand atop the heavens, while Yhwach secretly plots to destroy everything and create a world for the Quincy. Left with no choice, Toshiro embarks on a path paved with mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Unknowingly, he finds himself standing before the throne, and when he looks back, all he sees is a landscape of withered bones.

Note: Porn With A Plot “We have to stay together, we are the last Dragons” Aegon said. Daenerys eyes widened and she gasped getting up quickly. “My dragon eggs” She told them. “We left them behind” Daemon climbed off the bed and walked till a chest in the corner “You mean this eggs?” He smirked and pointed to the four…Dragon eggs. Dany breathed and took Daemon by surprise as she launched herself on him wrapping him in a tight hug. “Thank you” “Well it wasn’t me that retrieved them but you are welcome” He whispered hugging her back. A moment later her eyes widened and she let go off him “Sorry” She said blushing. “It’s fine” "Where did you get the fourth egg” She asked changing the subject soon as possible. He shrugged “Ser Arthur told us that Rhaegar found in Dragonstone and it was mine” Dany nodded “Wait, Ser Arthur? The sword of the morning!?” She shrieked. “We have a lot to tell you Daenerys” They laughed. “Sit, let me pour us some wine and let us tell you everything you need to know” If you’re enjoying the story and would like early access to future chapters, please consider supporting me on Patreon: patreon.com/HalyxStark.

Robert huffed; he would not give his friend all of the tools. Let him figure some of it out himself. "Wherever you think best." Before his friend could press the matter, he changed the topic. "Now, I did not just come to ask you to be my hand. I also came to suggest something else." "Your Grace?" Ned replied. "I wish to strengthen the bond between our families. We shall be united in blood as we would have been had Lya and I married." Robert said. "Your daughter and my son are of an age; they shall be betrothed, and the girl shall accompany us south." "I…" Ned stammered. Robert continued. "And your eldest son and my daughter Myrcella are of an age. They shall be married before we leave for King's Landing." Robert saw his friend's mouth open in shock once more. He grinned. "Well? Are you going to answer or are you going to keep gaping at me like a fish?" Ned stared at him then took a deep breath. "I…I am…I am honoured by this favour, Your Grace." Robert felt his grin widen and he pulled Ned into a crushing embrace. "Our families were meant to be united, Ned. This time they will be." Want to read advanced chapters? If you’re enjoying the story and would like early access to future chapters, please consider supporting me on Patreon: patreon.com/HalyxStark.

Jaehaerys raised his chin, undaunted. This man couldn't harm him, he reminded himself, that's why he brought Prince Viserys to the capital in the first place. "I am the Crown Prince of the Seven Kingdoms. A dragon. You are nothing more than a fool who befriended one," Jaehaerys replied, having prepared that line in advance. It had the desired effect. The Small Council members turned to look at Connington. The man trembled with rage, balling his fists. Strangely, he reminded Jae of Viserys. "And if I don't?" he asked. "If you don't, Lord Baratheon will take this tale back home. Ser Jaime will wonder out loud every chance he gets why our Lord Regent was so unwilling to protect the Crown Prince though he'd been aware of his mistreatment the entire time. Soon enough, the entire realm will know." Jaehaerys tilted his head. "And I wonder how my family in the North will feel about that." "Not to mention the common people, when they hear an up-jumped minor Lord, my bannerman no less, dared to harm a Prince of the Blood. They remember the only reason you're in power is because you took advantage of the chaos at the end of the Rebellion," Lord Stannis seconded Jaehaerys, the large man and the little boy glaring at the Lord Regent in unison. His face grew so red, it matched his hair. Jaehaerys feared his head might explode. In the end, Lord vary broke the silence when he said, "Perhaps the Prince's suggestion is sound. Prince Viserys should be sent to Dragonstone. Out of sight and out of mind, as they say." Finally, Connington gave a nod. So slight, one could doubt he agreed at all. "But Daenerys stays," Jaehaerys pushed on. "I won't have her at Dragonstone where Viserys can torment her." "Fine!" Connington said, "Now, begone." "You don't order the Crown Prince around, fool!" Stannis protested. "That's quite alright, Lord Baratheon," he said, looking up at him with a small smile. "I was leaving anyway." 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/DarkLoreWriter

I had a peculiar dream where I found myself in a room, dressed in a robe, holding a wooden stick and directing it towards a lifeless body. My entire body was itching, as if my skin was melting like wax. Internally, it felt like icebergs colliding with each other. The absurdity of the situation overwhelmed me, causing me to burst into laughter. However, the sound that escaped my mouth was so powerful that it almost caused me to faint; it was the kind of laugh any supervillain would trade their soul for. Suddenly, I realized that the voice I heard was not my own, which prompted me to rush to the mirror. To my surprise, the reflection staring back at me did not resemble myself either. Gradually, my body began to transform, becoming less human-like and more unrecognizable. It felt like various pieces were merging together within me. Then, the pain struck. I collapsed to my knees, screaming in agony. But abruptly, the pain vanished after a short while, leaving only a lingering headache. It was in that moment that I understood this was not merely a dream... I am Lord Voldemort! Well, not exactly. My mind was flooded with foreign memories of Tom Riddle, also known as Voldemort, who attempted various methods to achieve immortality and alter his body. Some of these methods did not work well together, such as creating horcruxes and implanting fragments of the Veil of Death into the body. It's possible that a sliver of his soul was ejected and replaced with a random soul, or that my soul merged with the remaining fragment in this body. The outcome was clear: his memories, reflexes, and abilities, combined with my consciousness. This proved to be advantageous as I had full control over the body. You can support me and read advance chapters on my Patreon. Join me at patreon.com/MythosMixer for exclusive content and updates!

After transmigrating to the Dou Qi Continent, he obtains a Journal and becomes a recorder of the world. Xiao Ting diligently writes down everything he sees, hears, and thinks. [Queen Medusa — using the power of the Heavenly Flame to evolve into the ancient species, the Seven-Colored Heaven Swallowing Python. She has the potential of a Dou Saint, can reach Dou Venerate without bottlenecks, defies fate itself—a true heroine among women.] Medusa: Not bad. [But she doesn’t know—and neither does the world—that there exists a place where a nest of Seven-Colored Heaven Swallowing Pythons lies, with hundreds of complete souls and countless young eggs. Even so-called rare beasts can become as common as dirt.] Medusa: Explain yourself—what do you mean by “as common as dirt”? [Little Fairy Doctor — bearer of the Woeful Poison Body. She has a tragic life; in seeking a cure, she is even exploited by the Hall of Souls. Pitiful, tragic, lamentable… yet she doesn’t know there are actually multiple ways to resolve the condition…] Little Fairy Doctor: You’re calling me a sucker? Then don’t eat the food I cook! [Cao Ying — born with immense soul power. At twenty, she became the Cao clan’s youngest Tier 7 alchemist; at twenty-two, she reached the Spirit State and became a Tier 8 alchemist. A heaven-blessed prodigy, yet…] Cao Ying: Explain this—what do you mean by “just a petty enchantress, laughable, laughable…”? [Gu Xun’er — daughter of a Nine-Star Dou Saint, inheritor of the Gu clan’s perfect Dou God bloodline. Her talent, status, and background are all top-tier. Yet she doesn’t know she isn’t even the number one “fair, rich, and beautiful” on the Dou Qi Continent.] Xun’er: I’m not number one? Is the “soft rice” I provide not good enough for you? Then go find me whoever is number one! [Qing Lin, Feng Qing Er…] As one woman after another comes into contact with him through fate… Tags: Mutiple female leads, Overpowered, System-based progression, “live-off-wife” trope, Transmigration

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.

I’ve seen a lot of people work on this book. Funny enough, most of them never finish it or even make it to 100 chapters. So I decided to take it on myself. And this time, I intend to see it through to the end. Enjoy. ___ A Transmigrator… you don’t see that every day.....right??? Well, somehow, I transmigrated into the Naruto world, Am an Uchiha. Sounds lucky? Yeah… not quite. I thought I’d live out a painfully ordinary life as just another nameless shinobi. No legendary talent. No destined greatness. Just missions, bloodshed, and an unmarked grave. Good thing I got a system. Rinnegan? Flying Thunder God? How overpowered can I actually become?

“That’s a good move… but it’s mine now!” Haizaki Shogo, the reckless player with Pillage talent, isn’t just another basketball player — he steals his opponent’s technique and twists it into chaos, wrecking their rhythm and confidence. Once a regular at Teiko, he was ousted and replaced by the legendary Kise Ryota, buried under the greatness of the Generation of Miracles… until now. Back with a vengeance in a world he wasn’t meant to dominate, Shogo trains harder than ever, blending past instincts with new strength and unshakeable ambition. While prodigies like Aomine and Kise rise and shine, Shogo refuses to be left behind, ready to burn the court with cunning, grit, and a style all his own. Different colors, same court, and one unrelenting rule: win, no matter what it take

This is an original Hunter x Hunter fanfiction — not a translation or repost. When sixteen-year-old Kagetsu Yuzuki dies saving a child from a fire, he wakes up in another world — a world of Hunters, Nen, and unending danger. Except this time… he’s not quite himself. White hair. Azure eyes that shimmer with endless depth. The legendary Six Eyes — a gift that defies the very logic of Nen. But Yuzuki isn’t here to dominate or rewrite the story. He’s kind, idealistic, and maybe a little too soft-hearted for the brutal world he’s fallen into. He believes in people. He forgives enemies who don’t deserve it. He still dreams of peace in a place where strength means survival. As he grows, fights, and learns the truth behind his powers, Yuzuki’s beliefs will be tested — because in Hunter x Hunter, kindness can save lives… or destroy them. This isn’t a power-fantasy or harem story. It’s about growth, morality, and what happens when a good heart tries to survive in a merciless world. Romance may come later, but for now, Yuzuki’s focus is on surviving, learning Nen, and finding his place in a story that isn’t his. That said — I’m open to female lead recommendations! I’d love to hear your thoughts on who might suit him best as the story unfolds. Join Yuzuki as he navigates friendship, danger, and the thin line between compassion and weakness — all while trying to make sure his heart stays intact in a world that breaks even the strongest souls.

What if Madara at his peak couldn’t just blow up an entire country but an entire planet? What if Madara was as powerful as Shibai the Otsutsuki God? Haruto Hayashi, an ordinary child from our world, unfortunately transmigrated into the body of a young Haruto in the Shinobi world, an orphan and also a student at the shinobi academy who had zero talent for the way of the ninja unable to even knead a minuscule amount of chakra in his body. Afraid of the woes of the shinobi world, and afraid of Danzo capturing him if he shows even a modicum of talent, Haruto joins the I.T department as a civilian staff in the work force, working as a data logger by day even though he has a powerful template system with several powerful characters backing him up from various worlds like Megumin from Konosuba, Edward Elric from Fullmetal Alchemist, Unohana Retsu from Bleach and Ryomen Sukuna from Jujutsu Kaisen. As Haruto faces the horrors of the shinobi world through his data logging job, he suddenly awakens a connection to the mysterious Dark God who provides him with the one thing he lacks, talent. Now unafraid of being stomped back into the board as a wild nail before he even shines, Haruto moonlights and raises terror in the Shinobi world through a different identity, Ultra fighter, inventing so many wild jutsu that Madara is forced to admit that Haruto is the strongest. “You have a Rinnegan? I have Domain Expansion Palm Of The Dark God.” “You have a Susanoo? I have the Dark God’s Descent.” “Come here now Madara…. you’ve been a bad boy… I must spank you until you admit that the Dark God is your father.” Along the way since everyone is hugging Haruto’s thighs he carries the Shinobi world along with him sending it into a new age of progress. ==xXx== "I Madara, declare you the strongest!" Uchiha Madara. "I! Ultra Fighter! Say, Stand proud you are strong!" Ultra Fighter. 'Stfu you brat!!! That's my line! And why are you proclaiming an explosive tag to be the strongest!!!!!' Ryomen Sukuna. 'EXPLOSION!!!!' Megumin. 'What is wrong with you you crazy delusional little brat!!! Stop exploding me every time I insult explosive tags!!!!!' Ryomen Sukuna. ... "He is a spy for every village other than Konoha!" - Tobirama "Murder everyone in Konoha!!! Kill those old F&CKE#S!! Ultra Fighter gooo!!!!!" - Kushina "Why is Kakashi reading that in public!!! Oh the Hatake family lineage is doomed. At least play doom instead of reading that shit!!!!" Sakumo Hatake "My brother is still alive!? And he wishes to end this cursed village established by the Senju!!! Good job brother!! I knew you'd do the right thing and erase all those senju!! What!? Your disciple killed all the Uchiha!? Ultra Fighter kill him!!!!! Bring the fist of justice down on his face and explode it beyond recognition!!!" - Izuna "Haruto is a good boy...I wish to meet the Dark Lord he so devoutly prays to everyday though he must be very powerful." - Hashirama 'Psst...Mito....give me my money now, I want to go buy some stuff for Tsunade.' "Haruto is a boy who has well developed goals and emotions. His ideas are ingenious and he has advanced the Shinobi world by a few decades if not centuries by himself. Above all he is Ultra Fighter and I respect Ultra Fighter very much." - Mito 'Hashi....Tsuna is not here.....don't tell me you're going to gamble away those points to earn Madara's clothes from Izuna...again' ... "And with this treasure, I summon- Madara Uchiha." - Obito "Oh shit!!! The fight's getting good!!! I want to see who'll win between Madara and Ultra Fighter!!" - All Hokage (Except Tobirama) ... "Hahah~ Daddy Mahoraga!!" 'Stfu you brat!!! I didn't look like that when I summoned it!!!' .... Cover Image was generated using AI. Also cross posted on Royal Road.

Loki OC SI. When he died, he didn't know what to expect. Being reborn as Loki from the Scandinavian myths was certainly not it. Nothing is what it seems. For one, he is Odin's adopted son, as far as he understands anyway, Thor is his brother, Balder does not exist, and rather than gods, the Aesir seem to be aliens with long life spans. He didn't know how humans ever got it this wrong. The synopsis has been changed due to the confusion the previous one caused. I apologize for the inconvenience.

It is said that the first Quirk appeared with the luminescent baby.  But some whisper that before him, a nameless boy saw the truth hidden behind this world.  An immortal hero, forgotten by the archives, worshipped as a god, feared as an anomaly.  He now lives as a simple salaryman, but his rare appearances upset the heroic society.  No one knows his face.  Only a select few know that it really exists.  It is called X..... Author's note: I hope you enjoy it, since I don't know some technical details (like the ages of some pros and details of the original story) consider this as an AU. Sorry if I make mistakes.

Dive into the story of Tsukikage – Moon Shadows, a Tekken fanfic filled with emotion, drama, comedy, and romance. Follow Kaido Aroma alongside Asuka Kazama and Lili Rochefort as they face new challenges and uncover mysteries never before seen in the Tekken universe. It’s a fun, heartfelt journey, but don’t expect constant battles. Sometimes, the strongest fights happen off the stage. Tekken and all associated characters belong to Bandai Namco Entertainment. This is an unofficial fanfiction, created without commercial intent. Original characters and story elements belong to the author. If you enjoy the story, you can support me on: ko-fi.com/nazet

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

Reborn into a parallel world similar to Earth, he starts a boom with the novel “How a Bad Guy Is Made”. The Condor Trilogy, which he wrote, propelled old-school wuxia directly to the pinnacle of the new-school wuxia movement. His retellings of The Legend of the White Snake, Butterfly Lovers, The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, and Meng Jiangnu became household love stories known to all. As for Journey to the West, Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Dream of the Red Chamber, and Water Margin, which he wrote, they ushered in a golden age of Huaguo literature. Occasionally, he would also write songs that didn’t exist in this world… and before he knew it, these songs had become campus folk classics that everyone in Huaguo could sing. As for the films he shot out of boredom? Goodbye Mr. Loser, Lost in Thailand, the Stephen Chow series, The Lord of the Rings, The Matrix, Avatar, Transformers, Titanic, Inception, Marvel Universe… they became the most acclaimed films worldwide. 2 chapters per day ========== Unlock up to 50 advanced chapters on Patreon! patreon.com/Childish_Patriarch

NSFW WARNING: Contains heavy smut in later chapters ------ Naruto gave his life kicking Kaguya's ass, and he was happy to do it. Waking up again as a baby... He's not so sure about that. Meet Naruto Phenex. He's the youngest of four brothers, and he's got a cute twin sister. Loving parents, filthy rich, no war or child-soldiering on the horizon, this life seems pretty much perfect. As long as he can get past being a literal demon born into the Underworld. Well, he was called a devil and worse in his last life, and everything turned out just fine! He's ready to cut loose and make the most of this second chance. Naruto/Multi. Contains Phenex-cest.

After a brutal punishment from Smelly Gabe, Percy cries silently in his room. He just wants to get away from here. In a desperate plea, he prays to Artemis, hoping that his fluid identity of sometimes feeling like a girl will be enough for the protector of young girls to save him from his torture.

Heroes save the world. They stop invasions, defeat monsters, and stand tall when everything else falls apart. They are the ones people look up to—the symbols of hope, strength, and power. But not all heroes want to stand above the world. Some choose to live in it. While others chase glory, legends, and impossible battles, there exists a different kind of hero—one who shows up when no one is watching. One who fixes what’s broken, saves who he can, and walks away without waiting for applause. A hero who could stand among gods… but chooses to remain human. Silver chose that part for himself. He preferred to stay human and at the same time be Nemesis, the hero in purple saving the day and people whenever they needed him to be. He thinks he can keep the two lives of his separate. Yet the more he tries to keep his two lives separate, the more they bleed together. And every small, forgotten act of heroism chips away at the man trying to hold both worlds together. Because sometimes the hardest kind of hero isn’t the one who saves everything. It’s the one who chooses to remain in everything.

"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.