aaron and eric fanfiction

Eric is a man from our world. Eric dies in a car accident and is transported to a waiting room. The R.O.B. (random omnipotent being) gives him three wishes and sends him on his way. I hope you all enjoy this AU (alternate universe) of Star Wars.

The world is governed by a system. Every person has a role. Every moment follows a script. Everything that deviates is corrected. Everything—except Aaron Vale. When a café cashier remembers a conversation that never officially happened and a stray cat speaks a line it was never programmed to say, the Continuity Engine flags a problem it cannot solve. Aaron has no class. No level. No assigned narrative weight. He isn’t powerful in the way heroes are meant to be. He doesn’t challenge the system head-on or bend reality through force. Instead, he watches. He notices the pauses between dialogue, the repeated days, the way the world hesitates around him. And wherever Aaron goes, NPCs begin to wake up. As memories bleed through resets and the system escalates from quiet corrections to outright erasure, Aaron becomes the center of a growing fracture—one populated by awakened NPCs, a few dangerous allies, and a system that is beginning to lose control. Freedom, however, comes at a cost. Because the system does not fear rebellion. It fears existence without permission. The system demands compliance. Aaron Vale refuses classification.

Aaron, a modern-day man who finds himself transported back in time to the era of Jesus' disciples. Renamed by Jesus himself, Aaron becomes the 13th disciple, but his mission is unlike that of the others. He must fight the Lucifer and die with Jesus on the cross. Tasked to save humanity from Demons, Types, corrupt grails, beasts of humanity or rogue servants. Alone he exist in the throne of humanity. “You wont be able to summon me using the throne of heroes. For which he said so and yet to come. Humanity must continue in order for the promises and prohecies to be completed.” The wandering servant that sees humanity and loves it.

Aaron Flash a traversé le MCU et pour récupérer sa plaine puissance sont pouvoirs c’est transformé en système permettant d'échanger les fruits du démon. Laissez les autres manger le fruit du diable, et il pourra acquérir la capacité de fruit sont pouvoirs soit forme de fruit basé de one piece et la force de l'autre partie. Thor : "Père Odin, j'ai maîtrisé le pouvoir du Tonnerre !" Odin : « Thor ! Comment oses-tu manger ce fruit du tonnerre !" Thor : "Oui, tu vois, maintenant je peux libérer le pouvoir du tonnerre sans Miaoer*er !" Odin : « Etes-vous Un Humain, ou le dieu des fruits ? » Qin Xiao : « Non je suis à un simple humain qui veut récupérer ses pouvoirs capricieux qui est sous la forme d’un phœnix mais qui ces changer en sorte de système !" « Un ancien grand mage, Casillas est désobéissant, alors jetons un coup d'œil au fruit ? » "Hulk, le Hana Hana no Mi ?" "Eagle Eye, qu'en est-il du fruit cible ?" [ c’est une traduction et la fanfiction d’origine s’appelle Man In Marvel, Infinite Devil Fruit ]

Rémy was never the type to go looking for trouble. Wake up, work, randomly pick a series during snack time, and repeat. Bad luck, however, turned into a parasite that took a real liking to him. On the verge of being devoured by a curse, he awakens an invocation system that, for a moment, he thought would save his life and shower him with all kinds of riches, beautiful girls, and endless luxuries. Until… “Eric, do something, you buttface!” “Oguri-cap, did you eat the whole pantry?” “We gotta cook, Mr. White.” With an army that kept growing and getting weirder by the day, Rémy finally understood that power always comes with a very high price…

Eric fue secuestrado y mantenido cautivó en su nueva vida y un día se dió cuenta que eso no era lo peor que le podía pasar cuando miro quien había llegado a ese laboratorio.

Jesse Stackhouse, the Baby of the Stackhouse family, gets dragged into the world of vampires when Bill Compton starts taking a liking to his older sister.

Please only read if you are over 18 as it may include some sexual themes. ============================== Being born into a slum, Aaron's only ever friend was darkness. He was born with no parental figure and had to scrounge for food, money and a better chance for survival. With his helpless situation, he was forced into a life of crime and violence until his crimes and misdeeds had finally caught up to him. "I guess this is where my life ends..." He closed his eyes and was accepting his death when a cold mechanical voice sounded out, [Host Identified] [Scanning for compatibility...] [100% compatibility detected] [You have been born in an unfortunate situation. Would you like a chance to start a new life?] [Yes] [No] With his consciousness slowly fading, he gritted his teeth and whispered, "y... yes..." [Congratulations.] [Randomising World...] [Starting consciousness transfer...] ============================== This is one of my first attempts at making a novel from just being a reader and I decided to make one for fun. I'll be honest and say that this probably won't be everyone's cup of tea. The update speed will be very slow because I'll be thinking ideas for the plot and because I have school as well so don't expect too much but I'll update whenever or when I get inspiration. I might also change a few of the chapters and change the plot slightly time to time so the plot might be unstable. Thank you and I hope you enjoy my story. :)

The first time Ji Huan was to be married, the groom died just as her bridal sedan chair arrived at his door. The second time Ji Huan was to be married, the groom was struck by lightning just as the auspicious hour arrived. Having been 'returned' twice, her ominous reputation spread throughout the surrounding villages, and it seemed she would be left on her family's hands. Her grandmother, who favored boys over girls, slapped her thighs and wailed, "What sins did I commit in my past life, that you can't even be sold for a single tael of silver!" Ji Huan: "...You might not believe this, but I'm destined for great fortune in the future." Yikes! There's a rule that "those who are unmarried by the age of seventeen will be assigned a husband by an official"? Not to worry, not to worry, I'll just find a fake husband to deal with it. That vagrant at the village entrance... if he cleans up, he's actually quite presentable. It'll be him!

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"