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Jon Dare, the Dragonborn of Skyrim, born 20 years before the events of the Game. He was a simple gamer that experienced yet another release of Skyrim, this time on Full-Dive VR, and died from Immersion Mods Overload. But death was only a Loading Screen. Reborn in his favorite game, this lorebeard of a player was raised in Honorhall Orphanage of Riften, trained by the Thieves Guild, and rose to be a skilled in all paths of Might, Shadow, and Magic. He journeys across Skyrim, meets the people he once knew as NPCs, and many others, discovers Tamriel and what lies behind Skyrim's borders, raises a cute talking cat, loves a woman... maybe a bit more than one woman, and does the most legendary of deeds even before Alduin strikes Helgen. So when the Dragons arrive and the world is in chaos, only he is ready. He Cultivated Magic, trained in Combat, learned in Thu'um, stuffed his pockets with Gold, and rebuilt himself a destroyed city into the strongest bastion in Skyrim. No Civil War, Aldmeri Dominion, Daedric Prince, or Evil Cults are going to stop him for not only is he the Last Dragonborn... He is Catatoskr, the Legendry Thief. He is the Champion of the Good Daedra. He is the Nephew of Sheograth, for some reason. He is Grand Thane of the High Kingdom of Skyrim. He is the Magic Disciple of the line of Divayth Fyr. He is the Richest Man in the World. He is the Ysmir, the Dragon of the North. He is Dovahkiin. And He is Ready. Also you don't need to know about Skyrim's lore to read this story. Just strap your boots, tuck your boxers, and prepare for the Epic to come. --------------------------------------------------- Find Extra Early Chapters and our Discord Server on this link... https://linktr.ee/donovel I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com, here's my RR page url: https://www.royalroad.com/profile/88262/fictions

A bitter old man gets tossed into the world of Tamriel, as a descendant of a religious madman no less, watch as he delves into the secrets of magic and explores the wonders of this danger-filled world, and with luck and a lot of magic juice possibly even beyond. This is my first attempt at writing a fanfic (or anything for that matter). English is not my native language but I think there shouldn't be too many mistakes. The story will focus on magic and exploration with most likely a bit of romance later on. The upload schedule won't be rigid, but expect five chapters a week. If you want to support me financially and get access to early chapters visit patreon.com/Rastislav156

Jon Snow is a Dragonborn after 2 millennia without another appearing, an identity that is neither on the light side nor the dark side, only caring about his own goals before wanting to be good or evil. Some may label him a demon while others a hero, but Jon Snow lives his life as he wants and tries not to have regrets. But even such a powerful being, after years of accumulating power, had a fragile moment at some point. He had a difficult childhood when he lived in Westeros; his uncle hated him for reasons unknown to him, while he was belittled for being a bastard in Winterfell by his uncle's wife. His half-siblings hated him under the influence of his mother. However, at some point, unknown entities took them out of this world suddenly and threw them into Skyrim when he was 8 years old. 12 years later, having experienced everything possible not only in Skyrim but throughout Tamriel, earning titles such as: Dragonborn, Dovahkiin, leader of the Companions, sword of Dawnguard, Archmage, Legalist, regent king of Skyrim, among many others he received inside and outside Skyrim. Now, at 20 years old, he was no longer that scared boy. Jon Snow was summoned by the same entities that brought him to this world back to his old original world, revealed the truth behind his birth. How could the Dragonborn stay silent after hearing this? He wanted revenge and to bring peace to the ghosts who had been wronged for a long time. So, he returns to the North of Westeros, but is the continent prepared for the Dragonborn seeking revenge? The time has passed 12 years in Skyrim and 8 Years in Westeros.

In a world where Koushin, a reborn Earth native, reshapes the Naruto universe, familiar faces embark on divergent paths. With the roots of Konoha's society altered, A reformed and powerful Akatsuki faction, seeking redemption and control. As Akatsuki's influence grows, secret factions emerge, and loyalties are tested. Koushin, armed with knowledge from his previous life, maneuvers behind the scenes, guiding events in unexpected ways. As the balance of power shifts, allies and enemies blur, resulting in a riveting tale of intrigue, betrayal, and the pursuit of power in this Naruto fanfiction. What to expect; Skyrim System: Although it is based on the game, it is adapted to Naruto World. No game magic, no game weapons. Mostly the interface. !!!Heavily Altered Plot: If you are reading to remember Naruto, don't. I don't like rewriting stories. If you are familiar with my works, you should know I like to fuck up with plot. Change everything, ignore anything. I don't care about knowledge about anime or manga. I don't care about knowing what is going to happen. I fuck the plot right in the middle. So, do not comment in chapter 20 why some of the characters acting different than their anime-self. Actions have consequences, and MC, by just existing, changes stuff. Strong Romance; Koushin x Ino. Mushy, sickening romance. Foolish banters, lovey-dovey words, name-callings and nauseating interractions. Harem-R-18; NO! No harem, no smut, no ntr, no yuri. Just romance. Slow Pace; First part of anime ended around Ch75, I am guessing Shippuden would take around 100, maybe a bit more chapters. Strong but not Overpowered MC; Easy-going, casual, funny and enjoyable MC. For now the publish schedule is a chapter a day. Disclaimer: This is a work of fanfiction created for free, non-commercial purposes. I do not own the characters, settings, or source material referenced — all rights belong to their original creators. This story is shared purely for entertainment and creative expression. I do not monetize this work in any form. It is freely available to read, and no payment is required or expected. While I may accept voluntary donations to support my general writing efforts (e.g., via Patreon), these are not tied to access, updates, or specific content related to this fanfiction. Donations are optional and support me as a writer, not the fanfic itself. As part of my writing process, I may share early drafts or seek light feedback (e.g., proofreading) from trusted supporters. This is done to improve my craft and does not constitute paid or exclusive access to the fanfiction.

What... What's going? I was watching a video while crossing the street... Did someone hit me? I feel so light... What's that sound? Follow my adventures as I live my new life in a beloved game that has aged perfectly due to a wonderful and dedicated modding community.

When Miraak is defeated and, on the brink of annihilation, Hermaeus Mora moves to claim his soul, the First Dragonborn makes one last move. Instead of fading away, his essence is cast into an unknown plane ruled by other gods. There he encounters a young demigod named Percy Jackson, a magnet for broken destinies and dangerous prophecies. Intrigued, Miraak decides to take him as his first student. The very first student of the First Dragonborn. Disclaimer: This work is a fanfiction created for entertainment purposes only. All characters, locations, and concepts related to Percy Jackson belong to Rick Riordan and their respective owners. Elements, names, and references to The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim and its universe belong to Bethesda Softworks. I claim no rights over these franchises. This story is an unofficial, non-profit work written solely for the enjoyment of readers. I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com

After shouldering the fate of Skyrim during his adolescence, defeating dragons, gods, and demons, the most powerful Dragonborn now faces an even greater threat. His soul, woven with those of hundreds of dragons, has become a coveted prize for divine and dark entities alike. In an unexpected twist, Akatosh, the dragon god of time, intervenes, sending the young hero—barely 17 years old—to a completely different world: Hogwarts. But the magic of this universe is unprepared for the primal and ancient force of the Thu'um, nor for a battle-hardened warrior with a past forged in the icy fields of the north. Constantly clashing with Albus Dumbledore, a manipulative figure with his own interests, the Dragonborn is forced to accept the role of a professor at Hogwarts—a strategy to keep him under close watch. However, his firm character, dark past, and immense power soon disrupt the comfort of the magical world. With hidden enemies, whispering souls within, and an unbreakable connection to Skyrim, will this northern warrior find purpose in a world he doesn’t understand? Or will his arrival at Hogwarts unleash chaos that even magic cannot contain? --- Disclaimer: This is a fan fiction work created as a tribute to the sagas of The Elder Scrolls and Harry Potter. All rights belong to their respective creators: Bethesda Game Studios, Warner Bros., and J.K. Rowling. I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com

Jeleia was born into poverty, and did whatever she could to survive, be it stealing, fighting, and even selling herself for a little cash. However, she didn't hate her life; instead, she found herself enjoying the thrills. One day, after completing a play through of her favorite game, Skyrim, for the umpteenth time, Jeleia fell asleep, only to wake up to one of the games most iconic lines... "Hey you, you're finally awake." This is going to be a dark, degenerate story. There will be all kinds of debauchery inside, hence the use of the Daedric Prince of Debauchery. It is a complete Power Fantasy, and the MC, Jeleia, is playing through the world of Skyrim with all the knowledge she has from her countless hours. There will be futa, pregnancy, rape, maybe bestiality, and many, many other dark things, since the world of Skyrim is ultimately... dark. If that makes you uncomfortable, then please don't read. However, if you wish to see a completely, and utterly debauched journey in one of the most beloved games of our time, please, continue forwards...

A modern engineer wakes up in the last place he expected: the body of a newborn in the war-torn world of The Elder Scrolls. Now, trapped in a child's body with a grown man's mind, he must navigate a world of ancient prophecies, civil war, and magical secrets, using his unique knowledge to survive and carve out a new life in the harsh land of Skyrim.

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~~"