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An unidentified extraterrestrial visitor arrives in this world, carrying the memories of an unfortunate traveler from another realm. On a night when a meteor streaks across the sky, three souls who were once unrelated merge into one. How will Aoko Aozaki·Alter use knowledge beyond the Type-Moon universe to reverse various tragedies? Type-Moon fan fiction + Multiverse traversal =========== ===== Read Advanced Chapters at Patreon.com/AbsoluteCode Join Discord: https://discord.gg/9zUZj5ksxM For More info Visit: https://www.novelupdates.com/series/aozaki-aoko-case-file/

No Compound V. No Vought file. No threat tier. Wade transmigrated into a security contractor's body the week before Becca Butcher's secret detonates the team — military-adjacent, undocumented, carrying the foreknowledge of how every person in this crew dies if nothing changes. He doesn't perform for Homelander; he positions around outcomes before they happen and delivers accurate intel as jokes Hughie laughs at and nobody writes down. The Boys are reactive by design — Vought moves, they answer late. Wade has been doing something different. The performance is armor. The armor became a personality. Both are true. Vought has protocols for everything they can classify. They have never classified him. Monique noticed the gap between the joke and the man weeks ago. She is the only person he has no backup plan for.

Hawkins was never supposed to have more than one monster. It was supposed to be Eleven. Years before the Upside Down bled into reality, Hawkins Lab ran a second experiment one that never made the reports. Subject No. 16 was not born powerful. He was reshaped. Reincarnated with fragments of a past life he can barely remember, No. 16 grows up inside white rooms and observation glass, his memories stripped away by trauma and procedure. What remains is instinct. Direction. Force. He cannot lift minds or crush skulls like the others but he can alter vectors, bend motion, redirect impact, and tilt reality just enough to survive. When a containment failure ripples through Hawkins, forgotten files resurface and No. 16 slips into the world outside the lab. As strange deaths, impossible physics, and missing children begin to overlap, the town edges closer to a truth it was never meant to uncover. While Eleven tears open doors between worlds, No. 16 moves quietly in the shadows, changing outcomes by a few inches, a few seconds, a single wrong direction. Some experiments break the world. Others learn how to push it without being seen. Hawkins File: No. 16 is a slow-burn supernatural thriller about lost identity, controlled power, and the terrifying idea that the most dangerous weapon isn’t raw strength but precision.

I woke up as Kim-Do, the legendary leader of Ganguk High. Now I must play the role of this invincible hero: his quest system, his loyal gang, his dangerous rivals. There's only one problem: I'm not him. And if anyone discovers my secret, I'm dead. System, help me!

Just another brick in the wall.

An off-center Reichsmark with a fourth claw stamped into its eagle waits on Ezra Strand's washstand the morning of April 12, 1929, and when his blood touches it a cabaret playbill scrolls across his vision and a saxophone only he can hear begins to play. He is a fingerprint clerk at Berlin's Alex headquarters with four years of history before the Reichstag burns and a covenant of survivors he has read about in footnotes everyone else called nonsense. He can trace any bill back through seven hands, wear another man's face for a day, hear through telephone wires, and feel the war-dead he failed to save. Berlin is sick beneath the gaslight, a militarist substrate hardening toward something with Hitler at its center, and the coin tells him he is the seventh seat of a 189-year compact with four living members left to find. Every power he spends costs a memory, a kilogram, a tremor, or a year of his life. He cannot stop history. He can only decide who survives it.

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Before the Golden Age of Supers, when the concept of a hero was still new and the rules were undefined, came Gamma Jack: a charismatic, narcissistic, and overpowering man blessed with the power to control radiation. To the public, he is the first great idol; to secret agencies, a ticking time bomb; and to women, an irresistible magnet. Jack doesn't seek justice or altruism: he sees Supers as a superior race destined to rule humanity, and he is willing to be the face of this new race. Can an age of heroes be born from the will of a tyrant?

Before the Golden Age of Supers, when the concept of a hero was still new and the rules were undefined, came Gamma Jack: a charismatic, narcissistic, and overpowering man blessed with the power to control radiation. To the public, he is the first great idol; to secret agencies, a ticking time bomb; and to women, an irresistible magnet. Jack doesn't seek justice or altruism: he sees Supers as a superior race destined to rule humanity, and he is willing to be the face of this new race. Can an age of heroes be born from the will of a tyrant?

[Hidebound Older Man VS Two-Faced Heiress: Daddy-Type + Seductress + An Old House on Fire] Everyone in Aethelgard says, a man should marry a woman from the West Family. The eldest daughter of the West Family is gentle and virtuous, a sought-after prize in high society. On the eve of her engagement. Her fiancé cheated on her. Willow West, having played the good girl for so long, decides she's done pretending. Fueled by alcohol, she finds a handsome man. Just one wall away from the scumbag ex and his mistress. The next day, she wakes up to her world collapsing. She had slept with the circle's famous 'older man'—Aiden Pierce, her dear uncle's best friend. Her impression of Aiden Pierce wasn't very good. Years ago, when she was having her first romance, she had tried to sneak a kiss with her young boyfriend, only for Aiden Pierce to report her to her uncle before their lips could even meet. The Aiden Pierce of today is even more dull—celibate and restrained, with everyone from his secretary to his assistant being male, and zero romantic scandals to his name. He's nothing short of a hidebound traditionalist! Willow West wants to escape. Aiden Pierce's well-defined hand grips her chin. "Miss West, a man's virtue is still virtue. You must take responsibility for me." * Aiden Pierce, who had practiced self-restraint for thirty years, was captured by Willow West—a woman gentle and demure in public, yet passionate and daring in private. Everyone thought Willow West was a good girl. Only Aiden Pierce knew that behind closed doors, the young woman not only smoked and drank but was also a cool, badass biker. * The assistant has recently noticed a change in the workaholic President Pierce. Not only is he hitting the gym three times a week, but his style has also shifted from uniform high-end suits to a different streetwear brand for every day of the week. His once stern and unsmiling face now frequently breaks into a smile. Even his eternally unchanged screensaver has been replaced. It's now a picture of a sexy, wavy-haired beauty in a black biker suit, holding a cigarette and sitting on a motorcycle!