gaster fanfic

Once upon a time there was a man. This guy's name was Dmitry and he... Died. And all because he decided to do at least something good for his already battered life. Save someone from suicide and die at the same time? It's about him. Wake up in another world as a mysterious character from a video game? It's definitely about him. ... !Attention! English is not the native language of the author and therefore mistakes will come across often, as well as misunderstandings will arise. Please take this into account before reading.

Note: The image is credited to MiuB, took it from Pinterest, if the Creator of the art wants me to take it down, then I'm happy to oblige, just really thought it would be great for the fanfic. Inspired by Overlord: Reborn as an Npc, thought it was a cool idea so I decided to write my own version so check him out. Fist time writing so bear with me. PLEASE NOTE: I just took the character Gaster, not the lore or personality, of course the personality would be mysterious but it will fit to the mc and the lore will be new, so sorry for anyone looking for Undertale lore on Gaster in here, I just liked his character. ____________ Even, a man who watches and does anything that let's him have fun and currently he is on the trending topic of Light novels, manga, and anime. Browsing through google in his house a sudden virus pops up on his computer and forces him to complete a survey which seems to be something out of a fanfic. But he is surprised when the things in the survey come true.

Into the world of cooking, we go our MC is reincarnated as Ryo Kurokiba. However, he dreams to have a harem. You already know what's up with the 18+ Do I have to even give a synopsis with this name? I do not own any of the characters in the story.

Roune receives the grace of God and was given the chance to do the thing he really loves. Which is to play games. But instead of playing games in a normal way, he was transmigrated to different worlds that has something to do with games. Game addiction brought him here so the same thing will also save him. More or less.....

Shin é um elfo negro mestiço, ele cresceu sobre forte discriminação e rejeição por parte das pessoas de sua vila. Determinado a descobrir mais sobre o seu pai, ele embarca numa aventura perigosa onde domina magias, técnicas de espada e enfrenta monstros. Ele busca se fortalecer o suficiente para conseguir enfrentar os seus inimigos e descobrir os segredos de sua linhagem. Más ele não sabe o que o destino guarda mais do que ele imaginava. . .

Gosh, its awesome to see him (Gaston). He’s never down in the dumps! Every guy here'd love to be him (Gaston) even when taking his lumps. There's no man in town as admired as him, he's everyone's favorite guy! Everyone's awed and inspired by him and it's not very hard to see why: No one's slick as Gaston. No one's quick as Gaston. No one's neck's as incredibly thick as Gaston For there's no man in town half as manly! (perfect, a pure paragon) Ask any Tom, Dick or Stanley, and they'll tell you whose team they prefer to be on! Who plays darts like Gaston? Who breaks hearts like Gaston? Who’s much more than the sum of his parts like Gaston? As a specimen, yes, he’s intimidating; my, what a guy, that Gaston! He doesn’t need encouragement, you boneheaded fools. The only ones who need encouragement is you! (Was that too much? I say no.) No one fights like Gaston, douses lights like Gaston. In a wrestling match nobody bites like Gaston! When he hunts, he sneaks up with his quiver – beasts of the field say a prayer! First he carefully aims for the liver… then he shoots from behind! Is that fair? He doesn’t care. No one hits like Gaston, matches wits like Gaston. In a spitting match nobody spits like Gaston. (He’s especially good at expectorating!) Ten points for Gaston! When he was a lad he ate four dozen eggs every morning to help him get large. And now that he’s grown he eats five dozen eggs, so he’s roughly the size of a barge! Who has brains? Entertains? Who can make up these endless refrains like Gaston? (He uses antlers in all of his decorating!) Say it again: Who’s a man amongst men? Who’s a super success? Don’t you know? Can’t you guess? Ask his fans and his end(less) hangers-on! There’s just one guy in town who’s got all of it down! And his name’s G-A-S-T-O-N GASTON!

Odin, the king of Asgard and Allfather for the Nine Realms had once been a conqueror. One so vile that his children adopted this mentality that they were above all others. Indeed, you had heard me right, children. Hela the Goddess of Death and Drüin the God of Might. The two served as Odin's chiefs for the battles that brought Asgard to it's height of power. Although as the war progressed, so too did the Asgardian drive for war and conflict. That ended however when one day, Odin married Frigga, and found that there was more that could be experienced than war. Although one must ask, why did Odin have a son before Thor and Baldur? That is because he originally didn't, I am his son, the future king of Asgard! //This takes place roughly in the DCEU, ALOT of things will be changed. If you don't like that then don't read this story\\

Vergil, son of the legendary demon Sparda, finds himself in a critical state after years of relentless battles and constant wear on his body. Standing on the brink of complete collapse, he returns to Red Grave City with a single goal: reclaim Yamato and separate his human side from his demonic nature in pursuit of absolute power. But time is no longer on his side. Before he can fulfill his ambition, his body finally gives out. He dies before achieving his goal—an end he would have considered utterly pathetic. Yet death is not the end. Vergil awakens in a place beyond mortal comprehension: the Habitum, an absolute void belonging to something that cannot be described in human terms. Waiting for him is a formless entity, an unfathomable mass of darkness. It does not speak. It offers no explanation. Yet its mere presence makes one thing unmistakably clear—it was this being that tore him away from death itself. Thus, Vergil is cast into the First Singularity. ---- Vergil, hijo del legendario demonio Sparda, se encuentra en un estado crítico tras años de batallas y desgaste. Con su cuerpo al borde de la desintegración, regresa a Red Grave City con un único objetivo: recuperar a Yamato y separar su esencia humana de la demoníaca para obtener el poder absoluto. Sin embargo, el tiempo no está de su lado. Su cuerpo colapsa antes de que pueda completar su propósito, y muere de una forma que él mismo calificaría de patética. Pero la muerte no es el final. Vergil despierta en un lugar fuera de toda comprensión: el Habitum, un vacío absoluto que pertenece a algo que no puede ser definido con palabras humanas. Una entidad sin forma, una masa oscura e insondable, lo espera allí. Sin hablar. Sin explicar. Con una presencia que deja en claro, sin necesidad de palabras, que fue ella quien lo arrancó de la muerte. Asi Vergil fue transportado a la primera Singularidad.

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—"