aromantic fanfic

Sergey Lisin is not a righteous man and has never claimed this title. But the place he got to does not imply being honest in order to survive and rise. Will he succeed? And what will be the price? **Disclaimer for Game of Thrones/A Song of Ice and Fire** These belong solely to George R.R. Martin, HBO, and their respective copyright holders. I do not assert any ownership over anything. - This is a Translation - Author Станислав Кежун

a guy appear in the horizon zero dawn world as a clone of Ted faro

In the ages of old, there existed a kingdom known as Celtor. It boasted itself a marketplace with rare goods and trusted merchants, and at the same time, held the strongest military force known to exist. This was due to utilizing The Song of The World, a mystical force that the strong could control, to massively enhance the kingdom's growth and power. Controlling The Song, warriors could increase their physical strength and speed, fortify their minds from deceit and manipulation and even bend the very forces of nature themselves, like Fire, Wind, Earth Ice, Lightning, including unnatural elements like Steel. Celtor prospered for centuries with this. However, they were not aware of the consequences of overusing The Song and were not prepared for what came next. Suddenly, the entirety of Celtor, as well as the known world, was swallowed by the sea, more commonly known as "The Deep", a force not unalike to The Song. Centuries passed and new land was formed under the ruins of the now-submerged Celtor. As countless days passed, the world was filled with life yet again. For better or worse, this current world populated by a variety of races has no knowledge of Celtor. Let us hope history doesn't repeat itself... (In case you aren't aware, this book is based off Deepwoken, however I'll be taking a lot of creative liberty and interpretation into the story so that it's not a complete copy. Since this is my first book, be sure to be as critical as can be! Newbie flattery will get me nowhere, so please tell me what you enjoyed, what you didn't and tips for becoming a better writer!) -ALTA

*The FF is in Spanish cuz i'm lazy and i don't wanna write in English, you can use the Google Translator and i hope it works good, tnks for your attention* El protagonista reencarna en el universo de Sword Art Online, esa es la sinopsis... AVISO esta es una de las primeras veces que escribo un fanfic así que no esperen una obra maestra porque acabaran muy enojados, también tengo que decir que me di la libertad de modificar Aincrad y partes de la historia mundial, ¿por que? porque cuando vi SAO pensé: "Oh, interesante, son 100 pisos, cada uno con su propio ecosistema e historia" y me encontré viendo solo unos pocos y ni siquiera los explicaron correctamente... Actualmente tengo 3 capítulos listos que subiré de inmediato, tengo que estudiar para mis exámenes de ingreso así que mi velocidad de actualización será algo lenta, solo trata esta novela como el fanfic que es y no dejes que te afecte personalmente porque esa no es mi intención. Como sea, dejen sus criticas, no importa si usan insultos, mientras señalen algún error o fallo lógico las agradeceré. *La imagen de portada y los personajes de SAO no me pertenecen, si sus respectivos creadores lo consideran necesario estoy dispuesto a cambiar la imagen y en el caso de SAO remover el Fanfic*

Aaden Helan is just a a common 16 years old Star Wars fan. At the way home, Aaden playing with his phone searching for news about Star Wars and SWTOR forums while thinking what should he do to spend his time at home but Fate have other plan for him. May the Force be with him. Note: i don't own anything but the MC and the OCs and English isn't my first language so please bear with me and if you can help me fixing some mistakes.

In a world illuminated by the radiance of the Primordial Light, Claire Blackwinters finds herself trapped in the shadows. Marked as the first in history without a divine blessing, she is cast aside by society and betrayed by those she trusted most. But her destiny turns sharp when a mysterious entity, the Author, grants her an extraordinary forbidden gift: the Nacro-Star. Blessed with unimaginable power to summon ancient spirits, forge weapons from pure imagination, and rival the divine, Claire must navigate a world brimming with danger and deceit. After a devastating loss, she dons the mask of the Winter Devil to uncover hidden truths, seek vengeance, and challenge the forces of light and darkness alike.

Dans un lycée comme les autres se cache une arène clandestine où seuls les plus forts survive Rin Arashi, un élève transféré au passé mystérieux, n'a rien d'un combattant... jusqu'au jour où il découvre un pouvoir terrible : plus il souffre, plus il devient fort. Mais chaque combat a un prix. Dans l'Arena Zero, la victoire rapproche autant de la gloire... que de la mort.

(Male Reader x Multiverse Harem, second person POV) Support me for up to 7 early chapters! https://www.patreon.com/DeadShin Your best friend in the whole world is Mitsuru. A mad scientist genius who has recruited you to be her first and only assistant. One day at the lab she reveals her latest invention, an incredible gun that can shatter the barrier between realities and summon powerful warriors from other times, places and dimensions. The world is in danger from deadly invaders, and by leveraging a multi-universal love of an anime franchise starring you as the main character, you can summon dozens of women who are madly in love with you to fight back.

Why did Orochimaru make the choices that he did? What is the real reason behind his obsession of immortality and the Uchihas? What really happened?

Flora Bloom, who was betrayed and killed by her boyfriend in her past life, is reborn with a peerless spatial dimension back to the time before the crisis, hoarding food, raising a child, and tearing apart scumbag men and manipulative women. Originally, she just wanted to raise a child and low-key fight zombies and level up together with her family. But she discovered that she was unexpectedly falling step by step into a tender trap meticulously designed by a certain sly and scheming man. Flora Bloom looked at the vast space within her sea of consciousness; it had a farmhouse courtyard, fields, and a Spirit River, but it just lacked a bit of vitality. So, a fat, sky-flying mantis? Collect! A rare little white tiger that can discharge electricity? Collect! A behemoth spirit crocodile with its young? Collect! As long as it's alive and edible, collect, collect, collect them all! Endless scumbags and vile women, a shameless and deeply scheming leader, all wanting to use her to attack zombies and obtain more Crystal Cores for their own gain? Your shameless, worthless life? Hand it over.