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Thrown into the world of Bleach and locked inside Hell itself, Naraku awakens a “Justice System”: suppress a sinner, gain a reward. In a universe built on original sin—Soul Reapers who are butchers, nobles who mutilated the Soul King, Hollows who devour each other—what does true justice look like?

A Warden in Westeros Fandom: A Song of Ice and Fire / Game of Thrones Synopsis: After falling asleep while playing For Honor, a man awakens to find himself no longer in his world. He has been cast ashore in Westeros, but not as himself. His body, his skills, and his gear are now those of his in-game character, transformed by the legendary Warden avatar. Equipped with his finest armor and sword yet utterly alone in a land of brutal politics and ancient feuds, his only goal is to live a quiet life and survive. Author's Note: This story is a polished version of the original fanfiction Game Of Thrones: A Knight's Tale by Kagetanehiruko. My goal is to refine the grammar and prose while faithfully preserving the original plot, characters, and vision. All credit for the original story, its world, and its characters belongs to Kagetanehiruko. Please Read Before Proceeding: Content & Style: This rewrite maintains the original plot and story progression exactly. No new scenes have been added. It was done for my personal satisfaction, and I am sharing it purely for others who might prefer a more polished reading experience. If you are looking for new content, this is not the story for you. Mature Content Handling: The original story contains mature themes and NSFW/"lemon" scenes. In this version, while these events are acknowledged as happening within the plot, the explicit writing is avoided. The narrative will tactfully "fade to black". You have been warned. Respectful Engagement: Please do not write negative comments or reviews regarding the nature of this rewrite. Feedback on the polishing itself is welcome, but complaints about the lack of new content or the handling of mature scenes are not. Such comments will be removed. Copyright & Respect: This is a non-profit fanwork. A Song of Ice and Fire and Game of Thrones are the property of George R.R. Martin. For Honor is the property of Ubisoft. This is posted with respect for the original author, and should Kagetanehiruko request its removal, it will be taken down immediately. Cover Art sourced from Pinterest — Night_Sword

I don't want to hurt you but I want you to stay.

The world of Ice and Fire has seen dragons, shadow-binders, and priests who drag the dead back screaming. In seven thousand years of recorded history, it has never produced a Shaman. Dongar Kaygal intends to correct that. He arrives in Westeros with a bearskin cloak, a System stripped of everything flashy, and a craft built entirely on listening to things the world has forgotten it is full of. He has no health bars and no mana pools. Just Spirits, bargained with one painful conversation at a time, and a mission from Creation that arrives without a single word of explanation. The North is vast, old, and full of silences. He finds he does not mind that at all. A Shaman walks into Westeros where the Spirits were already waiting.

Aliens to Gods. From Powers to Magic. From death to life. Where does our Protagonist stand? Well, of course, the top.

Rai wakes up inside American Horror Story: Coven with the Grimoire of the Eternal Prison, a book that can contain any supernatural anomaly. His hunt begins in New Orleans, where ghosts, serial killers, and demons prowl, and every entity he imprisons brings him closer to the title of Supreme Warlock. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This is a translation but I clean most of the poison like nationalism and racism.If you want to read the original this is the raw name 杀穿美恐，从女巫集会开始

Mini-fanfic inspirada na música "Hurt", de Christina Aguilera. "... E eu feri a mim mesmo ao ferir você..." Louis e Harry se conheceram jovens e estiveram juntos por anos, mesmo que esse amor apenas trouxesse dor causada por cada ferida que era aberta em ambos os corações... ~*~ * Essa fanfic é de minha total autoria! * Plágio é crime! * Fanfic em forma de diário! * Contém tópicos sensíveis. * Não recomendada à pessoas de emocional frágil!

Paxton transmigrated into a Lieutenant Commander assigned to a frontier sector nobody at Starfleet HQ wanted to manage: six governors with conflicting interests, a supply chain that breaks every three weeks, and Wolf 359 survivors who still need somewhere real to land. He has a municipal project manager's instincts and the foreknowledge of every TNG crisis sorted by impact radius. Supply Chain Link tracks every deficit across six colony worlds. Expansion Log records permanent consequences in a sector where the reset button does not exist. Territory Panel maps his growing web of governors and refugees. He is not building a military asset. He is building infrastructure that outlasts what the Enterprise handles dramatically, because the Borg are coming whether the colonies are governed or not. Picard has noticed his reports are unusually thorough. Ogawa noticed before Picard did.

Born the heir of House Stark yet bound to a secret legacy, Elias Stark is marked from childhood by the gaze of the Old Gods. At five years old, he survives an attempt on his soul by the Three-Eyed Raven, sealing a pact between him and the ancient powers that sleep beneath the weirwoods. From that day, he walks two paths—lordling and god-chosen, warrior and creator. Disclaimer- I do not claim or own any of the original characters or creations that belong to their respective creators except for my own OC. I'm a first-time writer, so I'm using AI to better form my sentences and storyline. The cover is AI-generated

Bai Su, who transmigrated into a book set in the interstellar Beast World, has only one interest: making delicious food at the orphanage, raising children, and enjoying her hard-won new life. Future's great villains? The cubs are all super well-behaved in front of her! The Federation Leader comes to freeload a meal, and his disability is cured! The business emperor comes to freeload a meal, and his infertility is solved! The obese little female gets thinner the more she eats, gradually growing into the number one beauty of the Beast World. She also attracts the number one genius doctor of the interstellar era and the interstellar great captain. The villainous cubs, driving warships and controlling ten thousand beasts: "If you want to get close to our Mom, you'll have to withstand our cannon fire first!" The Federation Leader laughs in anger: "You dare to bomb my armory? Courting death!" The gloomy and bloodthirsty emperor: "A bunch of little trash! You think I'm afraid of you?" The doctor's face turns ashen: "Either give back my research results, or die!" The interstellar great captain dangerously shoulders a Barrett: "I see you're all dying to get locked up." Bai Su smiles and peeks her head out, holding a gleaming kitchen knife: "Time to eat! What are you all doing?" The big shots and the little villains, harmoniously putting their arms around each other's shoulders in a picture of fatherly love and filial piety: "Coming~~"