subspace emissary fanfiction

After dying, Okami Okaya was transmigrated into a new World, realizing that he had been chosen to become the emissary of Arceus to spread Pokemon among different worlds. Naruto summoning Ninetales? Ace flying on Charizard's back? Spiderman fighting alongside Ariados? Okami will teach them how to become a great Pokemon trainer. The cover is not mine. Downloaded at wallpapersafari. This is only fanfiction. Update Schedule: There will be one regular chapter per day.

When Lynn Hall woke up in the Marvel Universe, he didn’t get super strength or cosmic destiny — he got a system bound to Death itself. [Name: Lynn Hall] [Age: Twenty-two] [Identity: Emissary of Death (Inactive)] [Supernatural Abilities: Physical fitness at twice peak human potential, Mystic Potion Crafting (LV1), Phantasm (LV1), Super-Sense (LV1), Bone Shield (LV1), Immortality.] To grow stronger, Lynn has one mission: help the restless dead complete their final wishes, absorb their death energy, and evolve without limit. By day, he’s an NYPD detective cracking impossible cases. By night, he walks with spirits, drinks with devils, and charms women who should probably know better. He doesn’t save the world — he lives in it, one crime scene and one beautiful woman at a time. Because when you can’t die… you might as well enjoy the ride. ---- Tags: R18, HAREM, Harem-seeking Protagonist, Anti-Hero ---- For early chapters and to support my work: Patreon.com/Demonic_Fiction This is a TL.

Crowe was an environmental biology student tracking geomagnetic anomalies in the Pacific Northwest when the current of a rising creek pulled him under. He wakes up on a mattress in Beacon Hills with a body that isn't his and a brass-bound ledger that translates the world into a language of ley lines and supernatural signatures. As a transmigrator who knows the tragedy waiting for the Hale family and the chaos coming for Scott McCall, Crowe must use The Emissary's Ledger to bridge the gap between biology and folklore. He isn't an Alpha or a Hunter; he's the man mapping the territory before the war arrives, trying to stay an "Emissary-in-Waiting" while the Green Ink in his margins begins to write a story he didn't plan.

A man traveling between universes. Read if you want to know more.

Zeke Rand, a man who has led an above-average life dies in a freak accident. He then wakes up in front of an omnipotent deity who grants him another chance at life…with a cost. Writing this fanfic purely for hype moments and aurafarming so don't expect a great plot.

This novel is originally called Bringing The Farm To Live In Another World the system of this novel my most so I will try in making a story in a world that I will create by putting a bit of everything I have read.

A story where Ainchase Ishmael was instead transferred to a world of cultivators. (Author's Note: In case you don't know, Elsword is a Korean Side-scrolling Anime MMORPG developed by KOGGAMES, a warning that this will contain some spoilers about the targeted character's story.)

When the potent and magical blood of the Stark and Targaryen bloodlines mixed for the first time in twelve millennia, a force of nature awakened in the boy who was once only known as the Bastard of Winterfell. System/Gamer Jon Snow fic.

Before marrying Silas, Joyce had only met him three times. A marriage of convenience, a secret agreement, for a term of three years. She's fresh off a heartbreak — the man she chased for years told her they "weren't a good match." Silas has his own baggage: rumor says he's still hung up on a white moonlight who happens to look just like Joyce. So that's all she is. A substitute. ** In the second year of their marriage, on Joyce's birthday, she drank too much and, in front of everyone, tugged on his tie, pinning him underneath her: "You look... a lot like my husband." The Thorne family's second master, known for being rational and unfeeling, was flustered by her that night. He leaned in close to her ear and coaxed in a low voice, "Be good." The next day Joyce woke up to find her lips were swollen. This… Who did this! When she went to question him, she discovered Silas's lip was bitten. He stared at her and said slowly, "You crossed the line first." ** The scandal leaked. At a party, her ex-boyfriend stepped in: "She's mine. Who dares talk?" Then Silas walked in. The room went silent. "Yours? Since when?" "Joyce, tell me. Whose are you?" So much for the secret marriage. So much for being a substitute. This was supposed to be fake… wasn't it?

Fu Xiaoxiao transmigrates into a book and immediately faces the crisis of being sent to the countryside. As the unloved middle child, her younger sister is the one meant to go — but her mother transfers her job to the sister instead. A disaster of a start. To avoid being sent away, she has to marry within seven days. She meets a few ordinary men and decides she'd rather go to the countryside. Then she runs into a neighbor who's also looking for a spouse — and his conditions are surprisingly good. A dowry of three hundred? Bicycles and a radio? Just take care of the kids, and separate rooms are fine? The others may pass, but she won't. Every day is a battle of wits with the two kids. Life is eventful, she gets a salary every month, and the boss is never home. Absolutely perfect. Except... wasn't this big shot supposed to be infertile? Then why does he keep strutting around naked in front of her? She has professional ethics. She won't be seduced by a good body. Hmph. Men only slow down her sword swing. Lu Feng grits his teeth at Fu Xiaoxiao, who remains completely unmoved by his countless attempts to seduce her, and traps her in his arms. "Boss, let's talk this through. I know forty a month is a bit much — how about... five less?" Trapped in his embrace, Fu Xiaoxiao thinks he's unhappy with her high salary and starts bargaining. "I'm giving myself to you for free." Lu Feng grinds out through clenched teeth. This woman has no heart. "...Can I say no?" Fu Xiaoxiao swallows, staring at the washboard abs so close. "Such a good deal — are you sure you don't want it?" Lu Feng squints, tempting her. "Fine." A fool turns down a bargain.