inquisitor

Johnathan, an old man with an extraordinary past but an ordinary end, gets reincarnated in a dark fantasy world full of magic, darkness, and mysteries furled. However, he committed a grave blunder by taking the fiction he had read as a reference. Reborn as a baby, he hoped to be deemed gifted by speaking early. One thing led to another, and tragedy struck. The villagers declared him a demon-possessed and called the church. Johnathan, now known as Sylvester Maximilian, realized that he had messed up. When the church's inquisitors came to judge him and burn him on a pyre. As a last resort and to welcome his soon to arrive second death, he started chanting holy hymns as his last breath. Overwhelmed, they kneeled, thinking he was a messenger of Solis. From there, the story of how Sylvester Maximilian rose through the ranks to sit at the top began. But his life won't be ordinary, as he uses his cunning and the tag of 'God's favored' to his advantage. Fighting treachery, unearthing secret plots and world mysteries, facing the darkness around him and creating his place in history, engraving his name in the annals to be forever remembered as the—Immortal Pope, The Young. [A/N: To not mislead you, the novel's name does not mean he instantly becomes the Pope from the start. The story will follow the life of MC. Though he will become the Pope at a pretty young age. 40% of the novel will be based around MC fighting to sit on the supreme throne. If you enjoy world building and lore building, then you will like this story.] ____________ ***Main Tags: FANTASY, ADVENTURE, MAGIC, DARK, STRONG MC(Weak at the start because he's a baby. Not an instant OP though.), WHOLESOME, COMEDY, KINGDOM BUILDING. MENTALLY OLD MC, Politics, Backstabbing, World Building.*** [WARNING: MC will not go around saving everyone. Absolutely not if it puts him in danger. But if he can save someone using his status or position in the church, he will. He will kill innocent people if he has to. MC is not crazy, cynical, or unsociable. The world at some times may seem very DARK.] _____________ [DISCLAIMER] The religion will be fake. I won't make it similar to those existing in our world not to trigger anyone. However, the Church terminologies and designations may feel identical as they are simple vocabulary words. Again, everything you read in this novel is fictional and has no relation to our world. I hope you enjoy my work. Stay safe and eat healthy bananas. ______________ Join the Monke Family - https://discord.gg/DgHkrAn

Hector King, a man in his 50s, no family or friends to speak of, paralysed from the waist down due to a work-related accident. Now he lived alone with his pup Huskey. But one day, he mistakenly summoned Satan. "Ah, it's been a long time since I was summoned. You found my book? Good, what do you want? Riches? Women? Fame? Strength? Or perhaps, your legs? All at the discounted price of your... soul." Satan offered. Hector, however, didn't need any of that. And so, his answer even shocked Satan, making that smug look disappear. "I... I want you to be my friend." And from there, the friendship that would last eternity started, all at the price of Hector's soul. ... Year 2021, As a mortal, Hector died. But Satan decided to do something crazy, "F*CK IT! You're my best friend, I can't let you die. Hector, I am appointing you as Hell's Inquisitor, a position only under me." ... 1935, Earth Hector found himself in his old original physical body again, but he was now taller and buff. "I-I got a new last name? Hmm, it has a nice ring to it." He muttered. He was, from then on, Hector King Washington. "WOOF!" And the good boy Moony was also there, bigger, buffed and more beautiful. [A/N: MC is going to be a sweet badass old man.] _______________________ [TAGS - OLD MAN MC, OP, SLICE OF LIFE, WHOLESOME, ROMANCE, NO HAREM, ALTERNATE HISTORY, KINGDOM BUILDING] ____________________________ I do not own anything except the main character in this fanfiction. ____________________________ For advance chapters- www.patreon.com/misterimmortal Check out my other fics if you like this one by going into my profile. Thank You.

Within less than a day of the Inquisitor’s arrival, Fen ends up bound to the stake. As he stares down at the face of the friend who sold him out, the stakes are lit as the execution begins. "I will burn you for this treason!" Those words resounded in Fen's mind as his body gave up, releasing his soul into the flames Only for it to be cleansed, and reborn from the fires! Now, the age of the dragon is over. It's time for the return of the Phoenix! Discord link: https://discord.gg/pJTVGZZ

"My lord, the enemy has exhibited stiff resistance against the great army of the Emperor! I suggest we afix the bayonets and charge!" said a random guardsman with a gas mask, wearing a German-esque WW1 uniform to their commissar. "What? They use this so-called "force"? Bullshit! They've clearly fallen to the will of the Chaos gods! Prepare the Exterminatus, we will bathe them with the God-Emperor's holy fire!" growled a random inquisitor aboard an Emperor-class battleship of the Imperium. "Great soldiers of our holy and benevolent God-Emperor! In front of you stands a bastion of heresy! A testament to their wrongdoings! Bring them back to the light of our great God-Emperor! Purge the heretics!" shouted a comissar before ordering the charge of millions of imperial guardsmen to the line of countless clones. "The Emperor protects!" shouted the guardsmen as they furiously charge to the lines of their enemies. ................................. "Ah shit, what's happening? Why am I sitting on this throne? Wait what in the world are those 8ft tall giants made of steel? Hoy hoy, what are they going to do with these people in front of me? Fuck am I the God-Emperor?" ................................. Vol 1- Star Wars(Completed) Vol 2- Mass Effect(Ongoing)

One day you awake in a dingy, dark cell. The next thing you know, you're being bound to the Emperor as a Sanctified Psyker and send to school, so you can learn how to die in a useful way for the Empire. Once you've survived all that, you find yourself bound for the planet Kronus, where you're to meet the Inquisitor for whom you're supposed to work and everything goes to hell... Chapter every day with a bonus for every hundred power stones This fanfic is made by Illuviar and I do have permission to repost this story to web novel. if you want to support the author of this story with Patreon here you go https:// www.pa treon.com /user?u=24894352

This story was inspired by The Reclaimer by Trojan Prince and The Inquisitive Inquisitor by Balerion The Drake. I'm a Pro Imperial and always will be until my dying day, and of course I didn't agree with some of the methods used by the empire when it was at it's height of power but otherwise from that, the empire brought stability , discipline and order throughout most of the galaxy it was safer than it was during the waning days of the old republic, the employment rates were far higher as well and living conditions were far better within the empire. All those who hated the empire's constituency are those that are not apart of it. For the empire! Pls Note: All license of this story belongs to the original Owners of Star wars (Disney) , and neither is the cover page mine.

Evil Mage King Amari was dethroned, his loyalists driven out by rebels. But there were some who couldn’t accept his death, after all, his corpse was never found. No matter what anyone said, Leonel did not believe that the world had truly been rid of this villain. He couldn't accept it. With a thirst for vengeance burning bright, he made a vow. He would not stop until he traveled to all corners of the land and overturned each and every stone until he could slay the monster that used to sit on the iron throne. Once and for all. Seven years later, his lust for vengeance had yet to quell. The Evil Mage King was still not found. --------------- Warnings: This is BL which means BOY x BOY, if you don't like, please don't read. There will be some heavy and dark themes as well so you are warned. And possibly R-18 scenes later. ----------------

There is no reason to reason. Volume 1 is Demon Slayer (16 chapters - Finished) Volume 2 is Six of Crows (~30 chapters) Volume 3 is Harry Potter (~150 chapters) Volume 4 is Seven Realms (~60 chapters) Volume 5 is MCU (~150 chapters) Volume 6 is ??? He is allowed to take 1-2 people with him through each transmigration. Updates every other day. No set chapter lengths (Although all chaps have at least 1000 words). Just fulfillment. Also, another disclaimer cause a lot of people asked, the MC has Dissociative Identity Disorder, so, don't read it if this is not to your liking. Note: I don't own any of the characters that don't belong to me.

One unfortunate historian, after drinking with old friends, woke up in a place so strange that he could not consider himself anything other than crazy. However, subsequent events showed that he is a very talented inquisitor.

CURRENTLY REWRITING. SEE YOU SOON. "Tesoro, what did you do..." "Nothing ah, nothing." 'Then why are your lovely fingers around his neck?!!!!' --- Sigh. "Tesoro, if you do not stop slapping her, your hand will bruise." "Who told this white lotus to look at you for more than 10 seconds?!" Niccolo Amorelli thought he had everything he could ever want; a successful empire, fast cars, and a string of beautiful mistresses at his beck and call. He was content. At least he was before he encountered the puzzling Chinese heiress, Huang YiFei, at a social gathering in Volterra. She was a drop of blood in a sea of black and white in her scarlet dress that she wore like armour. He admired her gall and approached her with every intention to make her one of his mistresses. To his disappointment, however, she was a meek wallflower instead of the tempest he expected. Niccolo then buried his infatuation with her beauty and pushed every thought of her out of his head. Five months passed before fate thought to cross their paths again, this time at a wedding reception in Venice. Niccolo, horrified by the self-revelation that his desire to possess her had not paled and aroused by her exquisite dress, swore he would bed the Chinese beauty to quench his thirst. Having said that...helping the heiress hide a dead body was not part of his delicious seduction. It wouldn't have been such an issue if the body in question was not the man of the hour.