die drei fragezeichen fanfiction

Reborn as a member of the Uchiha clan, Uchiha Ci has no intention of saving his clan, he just wants to fake his death, collect his insurance and go home. Conveniently, the Third Shinobi World War is raging! Uchiha Ci is sent on a mission to the Land of Hot Water. He figures that in this dangerous era, dying shouldn’t be too difficult. But soon, he furrows his brow and realizes things aren’t that simple... --- Leader of the Jashin Cult: "Damn it, God! I've never seen an Uchiha laughing maniacally while being sacrificed on the altar." Uchiha Obito: "Big brother fought through fire and lightning, slashed through Kannabi Bridge, and stormed into the Iwagakure encampment just to save me! I’m tearing up!" Ōnoki: "I brought ten thousand men to gang up on the Raikage, and now what in the hell are we surrounding?" Uchiha Ci: "Damn, I just wanted to die honorably. Why is it so difficult?"

I crossed into the world of Type Moon and, for some reason, the Root itself recognized me. As long as I die an abnormal death, I can ascend to the Throne of Heroes and become its lord, an existence stronger and freer than even the Seven Grand Servants. So, in order to die, I started acting like a complete fool across the Nasuverse. I cursed Gilgamesh to his face in Uruk, challenged almighty Zeus in Greece, openly kidnapped Skadi in Northern Europe, proclaimed in Israel that Solomon was a demon god instead of a holy king, and even stood at Morgan’s side in Britain. Yet for some reason I am still alive. By 1994, Fuyuki City, history has given me a ridiculous list of titles: the third friend of the Most Ancient King, the first prime minister of Mesopotamia, the man favored by the Greek gods, the king of giants in Northern Europe, the incarnation of God who awakened Solomon’s humanity in Israel, the miracle worker supported by Prince Camelot. On top of the Fuyuki Bridge, a young yet world weary Lovi sits on the railing, staring at the city lights and sighing. “Tell me, what exactly went wrong? Or you could just kill me here and let me finally ascend to the Throne of Heroes. Please.” Kiritsugu Emiya lights a cigarette, glances at Artoria holding the Holy Spear, at the treasury of the King unfolding beside Gilgamesh, at the crimson spear tip reaching out from the distant Kingdom of Shadows. The cigarette in his hand trembles slightly.

"My child, the moment you drew your sword and became king, the knights of Camelot were all shouting the same name - Arthur!" The witch's whisper reminded Arthur of the day when he drew his sword. Arturia and Merlin wanted to tear him apart from their questioning and weird looks. "The people yearn for your glory, and the Saxons fear your power." Arthur glanced at the crazy fanatics surrounding the castle, as well as the Saxon laborers who had just been captured by Gawain. "You are a kind, honest, enthusiastic, righteous, and wise King!" Updates Twice Daily Read up to 30 Chapters ahead at [email protected]/TrashProspector

Angie has transmigrated and becomes an expired prince in the Pokémon world. Note: 1. The worldview of this book still follows the anime. 2. There is still no female lead in this book.

Reborn as a branch member of the Hyuga clan, Naraku foils Kumogakure’s attempt to steal the Byakugan — only to be pressured by Konoha to sacrifice himself for peace. But with a god-level chakra system and the Tenseigan within reach, Naraku refuses to bow. If the Will of Fire demands the death of the innocent, then he’ll burn that will to the ground.

Navy Headquarters, Navy Messenger: "Report!!! Fleet Admiral Sengoku, Admiral Kizaru said that during his concert tour in the Sabaody Archipelago, he hopes you can attend and give a speech." Sengoku, covering his face: "Damn it, Kuzan isn't here. Sakazuki, please head over and drag that disgraceful performer singing PPAP back here." Sakazuki: "Gladly." Sengoku: "Messenger, why are you still standing here? Is there anything else to report?" Messenger: "Don't you know? The composer and lyricist of PPAP are actually Admiral Akainu..." join my patreon for early access: patreon.com/iamsuzu

What to do when you wake up in a world that shouldn't exist? When can you look forward only to your death and nothing much more? You live, that's what you do, but in this world, it isn't as easy as you think. Check Fanfiction(dot)net for the rest of the chapters and other stories. It is the same name. (I am the original author, just transitioning to Webnovel too.)

Having transmigrated into a mixed daily-life anime world, Kazama Kiryu thought he could finally relax and pursue his dreams of a harem with beautiful anime girls. But then, he was suddenly chosen by a death game. At the critical moment, he awakened the Infinite Trait Upgrade System, which allows him to defeat enemies and steal their traits to become stronger. From then on, across countless universes, a supreme king appeared, controlling endless traits and ruling over all worlds! ... Yukinoshita Yukino: Why does Haruno always show up in your room? Yuigahama Yui: Something's wrong. My mom's been coming home later and later! Asuna: I wish to be your one and only sword! Kasugano Sora: Onii-chan belongs only to Sora! Kato Megumi: I'm totally not an assassin!

About the ashes that never forget their original intention of continuing the First Flame in the world of "Lord of the Mysteries," only to find out they are heading towards the "Usurpation of Fire" ending. This is a translation the original author is name:Your Majesty the name of the original title is: 诡秘：不死人不死于传火 I don't own the cover for the book Schedule for Webnovel: N/A [email protected]/Lives954 currently on chapter 108 Schedule for P@treon N/A chapters a week

In her past life, Su Yaoguang bought Xiao Yanci, supported his education, and helped him rise to great heights. She became his wife. Everyone praised him for never abandoning the farm girl who funded his rise. Su Yaoguang also believed she had found a good man. Unexpectedly, when she was seriously ill, she saw Xiao Yanci bring his first love and a child who resembled them both to her bedside. "Dad, mom, when will this person die?" the child asked, holding Xiao Yanci's hand. Xiao Yanci responded, "Soon, just wait a bit longer." That was the moment she realized: she had wasted her entire life on the wrong man. Returning to the age of fifteen, Su Yaoguang pointed at the bloody young boy: "I want him." In her past life, no matter what she gave Xiao Yanci, she only received a cold expression. This time, the young boy, like a wolf cub, dropped his guard; everything Sister gifted was the best. Sweet as milk. Devoted beyond reason. He melted her completely. Until one day, the young boy took a high position. Not wanting history to repeat itself, Su Yaoguang packed her things and slipped away at night, only to run into a man as noble and unattainable as a deity. "I've heard you call us siblings everywhere. Good sister, shouldn't we change what we call each other?"