In the vast expanse of the "Star Wars" galaxy, where stars shine tirelessly and the echo of the Force resonates through worlds and civilizations, a new story is about to unfold. At the heart of a universe filled with Jedi, Sith, and intertwined destinies, an extraordinary fate awaits. Within the Skywalker lineage, a new light emerges, shaped by the enigmatic circumstances of reincarnation. A man, once lost to the cruel claws of fate, returns as Anakin Skywalker, reborn and destined to rewrite known history. An existence that, even amidst the shadows of the past and future, leaves an indelible mark on the chronicles of a galaxy in conflict. This is the story of a rebirth, a second chance granted by the hands of a cosmic being. A man destined to redefine the fate of a galaxy and rebuild and recover something long lost from an ancient people who were weakened but remain feared. In a world of intrigue, betrayals, and lightsabers, where each spoken word can seal the fate of entire planets, emerges the one who was named the chosen one. He carries with him memories of a past life, accumulated knowledge, immense power, and fierce determination. (Just to note, English is not my first language, and Star Wars is not mine and never will be )
What if Sawatari was the true protagonist of ARC-V? What if he was actually as competent as he claimed he was? What if he somehow acquired Pendulum in a similar fashion to Yuya? Follow the story and growth of Sawatari Shingo as he is plunged head first into a dimensional war, with a side of entertainment along the way. (Maybe Sawatari x Serena). Characters are aged up. Be sure to write a review, I'm always open to criticism is its actually informational.
I was a figure of legend, known across realms by many names. In some lands, they called me the Jack of All Weapons, But the most used one was The weapon god-king. My reputation wasn’t merely a title; it was a testament to my relentless pursuit of knowledge and skill. I had studied under legendary blacksmiths, learned from mystical masters, and sparred with warriors from diverse cultures, absorbing the essence of their techniques into my own. Every swing of a sword, every twirl of a staff, and every draw of an arrow had been meticulously honed through years of practice and dedication. Yet I still died. But that's not the most ridiculous part I was Trasmigrated to an unknown world. One that trained their kids to be war machines. yay, this is going to be fun. *MUST READ* Hello, wonderful readers! I'm absolutely thrilled to connect with you here. I've been working tirelessly on a story that's been brewing in my heart and mind. Today, I'm sharing a sneak peek – the first 4 chapters – giving you an exclusive glimpse into the world I've created. Why this early preview, you ask? Well, I believe in the power of community. Your thoughts and feedback are invaluable to me. I want you to be a part of this creative process, to hear your insights, and perhaps gain some inspiration from your perspectives. Writing can sometimes be a lonely journey, and having you along for the ride makes it all the more exciting and fulfilling. (definitely not because I am afraid of writer's block...) Life as a student is, as many of you might relate, incredibly busy. Between classes, assignments, and the occasional bout of writer's block, finding time to write can be challenging. But I'm determined to make it work. I'll be working hard to stockpile chapters, ensuring that there will be a consistent stream of content despite my hectic schedule. Now, for the big news! The schedule is set to be released next month, around the 5th or 7th. I can hardly contain my excitement! I hope these initial chapters pique your interest and leave you eager for more. *I own nothing but OCs and...Can I claim AI art?*
A producer who wanted to be a rapper, Michael, lives obsessed with the idea of being a rapper and not just a producer. One day, while driving to one of the record labels an accident put an end to his life, Michael is given the opportunity to live again and transmigrates in the body of a young man named Jordan Terrell Carter.
Hayama Akira was a boy who only wanted to live his life with his mom and dad forever. Akira manifested his quirk, a quirk that allowed him to create crystals from his body and manipulate it to his wishes. The family of three were happy, as Akira got his quirk. They went out to have dinner from one of the nearest restaurant. But, a tragedy struck the family. As soon as the three of them returned to their home, they were met with a man who started to babble about quirk and the absolute control over it. The same man killed Akira's parents and took Akira with him. But, when he understood Akira won't be any use to him, he left him to die. Years later, Akira had decided to join U.A, not to become a hero. No, he joined U.A to get clues about the man who killed his parents and hunt him down and take revenge. Even if the whole world called him a villain, he won't care. As he had lost the two most important people in his life right after he got his quirk. He will stop at nothing, he won't stop for anyone, until his goal is achieved he won't rest. This is his story, the story of Hayama Akira who had set out on the path of revenge, to eradicate the Demon King from the face of the Earth. This the story of the Crystal Hero: Shard.
"I have to squander, don't I? If I don't, won't it waste my parents' talent for making money?" Hong Dali said in an interview with a reporter. As soon as the interview ended, Hong Dali pulled up the "Ultimate Spendthrift System" interface. Looking at the various tempting items, he stroked his chin and muttered to himself, "Just two more billion and I can exchange it for the blueprint of the core technology 'Annihilation Engine' of the strongest humanoid mecha [True Gulanxu]. Looks like I need to step up my game!" "I want to splurge! I want to squander!"
What happens when a magician is able to cast a spell that deals true physical and chemical damage? No damage! Deflecting projectiles, ghost shells, APDS shell shattering, failed overpressure, and getting gaijined. All in another world, where every fantasy is a thing. This is an original story aimed to tell the story of Mark Thurston, the tale of the cannon sage, the cannoneer, the gun magician, or as he call himself.... The Tank Gunner Magician
A Group Of Boys Got Reincarnated Into A Multiverse Of Slice Of Life Animes And Mangas (This story are 90% romance and 10% other things that I will include and if you want a wholesome romance this is for you and there are 5 Main character in this novel and I have found 2 love interest for 2 of the MC'S and another 3 I don't know who will be their love interest) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Aight I'm gonna heavily warn y'all cause I'm probably going to produce the most outrageous, grotesque, ridiculous sentences known to mankind and probably the MC'S not going to bat an eye and most of the sentences either I created it or one of my friends in real life and most of the MC'S is base of my friends group personality so you can expect the worst from it. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I own nothing except for the MC'S
revenge is the misguided attempt to transform shame and pain into pride. Being forsaken and neglected, ignored and forgotten, revenge seems a fairly competent obligation at this point. It doesn't matter who I have to hurt to get what I lost even if I have to get tortured,lied, manipulated at the end I always get what I want
Rest becomes a fleeting memory for Fujimaru Ritsuka, as the alarm blares unexpectedly in his room. Summoned to the command center, Da Vinci reveals a startling revelation—a new singularity awaits. With Sigurd at his side, Fujimaru embarks on an adventure where reality blurs, secrets unfold, and an enigmatic abyss beckons. Beyond this singularity lies a mystery, a captivating unknown that tests Fujimaru's resolve and threatens the very essence of existence. Destiny calls once more as he confronts the impossible, fighting to safeguard the threads of reality itself. --------------------------------------- --------------------------------------- This is a project I'm working on with my friend. Advice is always appreciated. Don't expect regular updates. Slightly AU The cover belongs to us. Disclaimer: I do not own any characters I used in this fanfic except my OC. All the source materials I will use in this belong to their respective owner.
Before all of this happened i was having a nice life, i had a simple routine, at morning i was a common cashier and at noon a fellow WEEB! But suddenly in a supposedly normal morning, i waked up in a Space-looking room that had no logic. After that, your normal common sense can go away, since a beautiful woman that called herself a goddess just came to my face and said stuff that any weeb would love to dream about. Except that this is real and i'm a blackmailed employee for eternity. "What's my job?" You might ask? Easy, just throw myself in a anime or manga universe and save them from a anomaly that doesn't exist in the original script. The problem that makes this bad: I won't know what's wrong, plus i need to be sure that i myself will not be considered an anomaly. "Why?" Because i will be a side-character in the show script, and i can't cross the line. And my first anomaly hunt is at COTE, but hey at least i won't need to worry about me getting to fight magical people with crazy op powers! ------------------------- I don't need to say this but me the author don't own either the shows that appears on the fanfic nor the cover image. (This is my first novel and english based history i will ever write so please be gentle with the critics)
In a world where power rules, our main character, Satoru, the self-proclaimed Guardian of Mischief, and Ichigo Kurosaki, join forces. Their action-packed and humor-filled adventure blurs the line between the supernatural and mischief, as they rely on themselves, their friends, their humor and relentless perseverance to save their world from destruction.
In a world forsaken by the very concept of hope, Kahn finds himself thrust into a nightmarish iteration of Tamriel, Skyrim. This is no ordinary journey for an avid Elder Scrolls fan, for there is no hero foretold to save this land, no Dragonborn to rise. In the harsh reality of this hellscape, where every step could be your last, Kahn's only way out is to become the Harbringer of Doom himself. Set on the hardest difficulty with hundreds of unforgiving mods, he embarks on a perilous mission: to replace the absent Dragonborn and face the ungodly challenges that await. Bound by destiny, Kahn must emerge as the shadow that guards the flickering light. Wars will ensue, conflicts will occur. In this crucible, he is not the destined hero, but a survivor, willing to do whatever it takes to reclaim his mundane life. ————- Disclaimer: I wish to clarify that I do not possess any ownership or rights to the games mentioned or referenced within this fanfiction. The creation of this fanfiction is purely a labor of passion and enjoyment. My intention is to share a compelling narrative and engage readers with the world of Elder scrolls and it’s storytelling.