miraculous dying fanfiction

Morrow lived a quiet life in the world of Hunter x Hunter, managing a small antique shop hidden from prying eyes. Having quietly agreed to work for Morena Prudo and enjoying his peaceful days, he believed he could avoid the deadly conflicts that rule this ruthless universe. But peace never lasts long. When the Phantom Troupe knocks on his door, his life tragically turns upside down. Mercilessly murdered, Morrow suddenly awakens... one year earlier, at the exact moment he first arrived in this strange world. The reason for his return? A mysterious tattoo adorning his body, a puzzle whose true powers he had previously overlooked. However, this second chance comes at a price. A sinister death mark is now branded upon him, constantly threatening his renewed life. To survive and free himself from this grim fate, Morrow must fully harness the strange abilities of his tattoo, which not only sent him back in time but also absorbed and enhanced the formidable skill "Etude of Love" granted by Morena, allowing him to level up and grow stronger with each challenge. -------------- What to expect - Strong MC but not OP. - A strong but bounded power: it puts him on the level of HxH geniuses - A smartly designed hatsu - Strategy-driven wins: reading the opponent, timing, prep, and synergies rather than spamming raw power. - Don’t be fooled by the title, the MC does indeed grow stronger every time he dies, but resurrection comes at a cost and he NEVER lets himself die without fighting to the very last moment. - The personalities of the original HxH characters, whether main or supporting, are faithfully preserved —-- 2 chapters per day minimum

After dying in the world of One Piece, he was reincarnated once again this time as Neji Hyuga. But fate was no kinder here. With his father dead and the cursed Caged Bird Seal looming over him, for his survival he made a ruthless decision.... --- [Author’s Disclaimer] [All character properties belong to their respective creators. I do not own any characters aside from my original characters (OCs).] [Image Credit Notice] [The image used as cover doesn't belong to me. If you are the original owner and would like it removed, please let me know.] ---- [Raw: 这白眼不要也罢]

To get this out of the way, I do not own Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug and Cat Noir. I don't own the cover photo. DISCLAIMER MOST OF THESE WERE IN FACT WRITTEN BEFORE THE NEWEST SEASON(S). THESE WERE STARTED IN EARLY 2018 DURING SEASON 2 SO DON'T BASH ME FOR THINGS THAT AREN'T RIGHT PLZ.

(Cover is not mine, All the characters in my story do not belong to me and the cover of this novel does not belong to me either. All credit goes to the owner not me ) ============================================= My name is Yamabuki Karen. I'm not pretending anymore, I'm coming clean: I'm a Transmigrator, and I have a System. My ability is that every day when I wake up, I randomly appear in someone's bed, and I also transform into a different anime character each day. Today, I woke up to find myself in Academy City, with Misaka Mikoto pointing her Railgun at me. Brothers, what do I do? Waiting online, it's urgent. P.S.: Friendly reminder, please discard your brain before reading this book. Another friendly reminder, the biggest logic in this book is that there is no logic. Yet another friendly reminder… Have you discarded your brain yet? Then come on in.

Ashan died as he lived, saving others. Transmigrated into a world where mana flows through nature and awakened superhumans fight monsters from dungeons, he gains a mysterious system inspired by Naruto and Jujutsu kaisen. This world is on the verge of ruin. A being known as the Destroyer of worlds is destined to wipe everything out, and even the original heroine, Eirena Greaves, will fail and die. Knowing this future, Ashan enrolls in the Sacred Academy of Awakeners to gather allies and destroy the ten fragments needed to summon the catastrophe. Complicating fate, Ashan meets a vampire meant to die by his hand. Instead of killing her, he forms a bond that defies destiny. Armed with overwhelming power and forbidden love, Ashan challenges a future that should not be changed.

Rain dripped from the Paris rooftops like the city itself was crying. Emo Marinette Dupain-Cheng walked with her hood pulled low, black sleeves hiding hands that shook from exhaustion. The streets were nearly empty—too late for tourists, too early for morning. This was the hour she preferred. No smiles to fake. No expectations to meet. Saving Paris was supposed to feel heroic. Tonight, it just felt heavy. Her earrings rested cold against her skin, a reminder of the mask she wore every day. Shadybug. The symbol of hope. The lie she kept alive while everything inside her slowly broke apart. She turned down a narrow alley, hoping the darkness would swallow her thoughts. A boy slumped against the brick wall, knees pulled to his chest, soaked through. His hair hung messily over his eyes, clothes torn and dirty like he’d been dragged through the night itself. A small duffel bag lay open beside him, empty—as if whatever life he had left was already gone. He looked… abandoned. Emo Marinette froze. She should have walked away. Paris wasn’t kind to heroes who lingered too long. But something in her chest twisted painfully. Because she knew that posture. The way his shoulders curved inward, like he was trying to disappear. She stepped closer. “Hey,” she said quietly, her voice almost swallowed by the rain. “Are you… alive?” The boy lifted his head slowly. His eyes were dull—not frightened, not angry—just empty. Like someone who’d already accepted that nothing good was coming. “Yeah,” he muttered. “Unfortunately.” That answer hit harder than it should have. Emo Marinette crouched a few feet away, careful not to scare him. “You shouldn’t sleep here. It’s dangerous.” He let out a weak laugh. “So is everywhere else.” Silence stretched between them, thick and uncomfortable. The city hummed in the distance, uncaring. “What’s your name?” she asked. “…Jaden.” She nodded. “I’m Marinette.” He didn’t look impressed. Didn’t look relieved either. Just nodded like names didn’t matter anymore. “Did someone hurt you?” Jaden glanced away. “Dropped me off. Said I’d ‘figure it out.’” His fingers clenched around nothing. “Guess this is me figuring it out.” I tagged this book, come and support me with a thumbs up! https://youtube.com/@nekovyn?si=PH_n2FC-fL5s6R9B

Every time I die, I am reborn in another world. And I meet strange beings.

I make full sin ships....with lots of detail

Crimson blood pooled across the luxurious wooden floor, staining the pristine white priestly robes that once symbolized unwavering faith. Aeron stared in disbelief at his killer as his body collapsed backwards, a glass blade protruding from his heart. "Just when I thought I’d finally live a good life in this world… this is how it ends?" "Killed by an Echo, like some worthless nobody..." As his thoughts spiraled, a blue panel flickered to life before his fading eyes. A flat, mechanical voice echoed in his mind: [Ding! Loading complete. System functions unlocked.] [First activation detected. Please select your system foundation.] [A: Shadow Monarch System | B: Heroic Spirit Summoning System | C: MC Mod System …] In a daze, he blurted the first choice that came to mind. "Choosing A... Is that even a question?" What he didn't realise was that fate had something else in store for him. [Scanning host status... Selection failed. Matching you with the optimal option.] [Matching successful: Legendary Unkillable King System] [You can infinitely die and resurrect.]

She traveled into the game world and became a popular character in the HSR mobile game – Firefly. The threat of entropy disorder is closing in, and the original body is just a weak, pitiful, and helpless woman. In order to save her own life, Tasumi has no choice but to put all her attribute points into health. When the gamers arrived, they all fell silent upon seeing the seemingly frail, yet unscathed silver-haired girl who had been relentlessly attacked by Titans and dragons for hours…