female deathstroke fanfiction

Traveling through American Comics, Su Ming changes from an ordinary person to a world-famous mercenary and assassin. Just when he tries to get some information of this world, he encounters another Deathstroke.

After transmigrating into the Marvel-DC multiverse, he, once an ordinary person, has now become a world-renowned mercenary and assassin. Things have changed. Should he become a righteous hero, or continue his dark profession? "Don't use such shallow concepts like good and evil to judge me. I only do what I want." Suddenly, the protagonist appeared behind the author of this synopsis, punched him, and sent him flying. "The truth is simple. I am the death knell that rings in everyone's ears!" ---This is a translation--- Original Author: 混沌文工团

Michael was never anyone special. An IT tech. An introvert. A man who helped where he could and asked for little. When he died, he expected nothing — and instead found himself in a shop at the end of everything, holding sixty thousand karma points and a catalogue that could make him a god. Superman cost millions. Magic, bloodlines, entire universes — all far beyond his means. But tucked in the listings, absurdly underpriced, sat a single template: **Deathstroke.** The world's perfect soldier, for a fraction of what such a thing should cost. He told himself it had to be a glitch. He bought it anyway. He is reborn in **Night City** — decades before the neon-soaked future he dimly recalls from a game in a life that no longer exists. His father is a respected soldier of the 6th Street gang; his mother, a schoolteacher who prays her son will be more than the world around him. He grows up in a fierce, loving, dangerous found family of gang kids who become his brothers and sisters — through backyard dinners, schoolyard fights, and the quiet disappearances no one talks about. And he grows up *gifted.* Impossibly gifted. Everyone assumes he was simply born to fight. No one guesses the truth — least of all Michael, now **Slade Wilson**, who wants no part of the legend forming around him. He refuses the cyberware that everyone else lets carve them hollow. He refuses to become a leader of men who kill for a living. He only wants to keep the people he loves safe. But there is a reason that template was cheap. And in a city built to grind the humanity out of everyone in it, the hardest thing Slade will ever have to protect isn't his family, or the woman he never expected to love. It's himself. ###### Disclaimer: I do not own Cyberpunk 2077 (CD Projekt Red) or Deathstroke / Slade Wilson (DC Comics). All characters, settings, and concepts from those works belong to their respective owners. This is a non-commercial, fan-made work of fiction. AI disclosure: This story is written with the assistance of AI.

Transported into the dangerous world of DC Comics, an ordinary man awakens in the body of the infamous mercenary and assassin, Deathstroke. Now armed with unmatched combat skills and a brilliant tactical mind, he faces a life-altering dilemma: will he reshape Deathstroke’s legacy by becoming a force for good, or continue down the dark path that has made Deathstroke one of the most feared names in the world? "Don't measure me by notions of good and evil. I do only what I desire," he asserts, embracing the blurred line between hero and villain. Then, in a shocking twist, the protagonist breaks the fourth wall, confronting the very author of this story. With one swift punch, he knocks the author aside. "Things were always simple," he declares with steely resolve. "I am Deathstroke—the tolling bell in everyone's ears." Join the protagonist in this thrilling journey as he navigates a world of heroes and villains, making impossible choices and carving his own destiny in the shadowy heart of the DC Universe. --------- patreon.com/Masterworks951

Transformed into a world-famous mercenary and assassin after crossing over into the realm of American comics, he was once an ordinary person. Now, in a changed world, should he become a righteous hero or continue his dark career? "Don't judge me by such shallow concepts of good and evil. I do only what I want to do," the protagonist suddenly appeared behind the author of this fabricated synopsis and punched him away. "Things are simple—I am the Deathstroke ringing in everyone's ears!" ____________________________________ This is just a translation!! If you want to read advanced chapters join My ko fi Ko-fi.com/grandlinetales

A big fan of marvel and dc gets transmigrated into Marvel as his favorite Dc Assassin Deathstroke. But there's a twist two crazy abilities that will make the deadliest version of deathstroke to ever exist.

Through the world of American comics, he, who was once an ordinary person, transformed into a world-renowned mercenary and assassin. Times have changed, and he faces a crucial decision: should he become a righteous hero or continue his dark profession? "Do not judge me with shallow concepts of good and evil; I only do what I want to do." -this is a sloppy translation

deathstroke was fighting batman in arkham asylum. after batman obviously won deathstroke got teleported into a random place, he wonder what place it is

This is an experiment by AI. When DEAN IS REBORN

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"