uncle snape fanfiction

Reborn in Naruto, gifted with [Enhanced Cellular Vitality], I became the White Fang's younger brother and Kakashi's future uncle! Kawaki Hatake has only one goal: Win Tsunade! The Second Shinobi World War? The perfect stage to play the hero! Kato Dan? Sorry, pal, Tsunade is mine to protect! With regeneration and chakra reserves rivaling the First Hokage, he's a demon on the battlefield and intends to be the only man in her heart. Tsunade: "Kawaki... you...!" (Heart racing) Kawaki: "Lady Tsunade, I plan on spending the rest of my life with you." (OP Cheat + Devoted only to Tsunade + Hatake Clan Background! Watch the MC dominate the Second Shinobi World War and win the ultimate prize – Tsunade's heart!) For early access to chapters and to chat with me, be sure to join my channel! Patreon: patreon.com/Tansnovel Discord: https://discord.gg/Pbd2MfZ5

I was reborn as Uzumaki Masahiko, a 48-year-old joke in the Warring States Era. After one embarrassing battlefield debut, I was destined to die of old age before Konoha was even founded. Then, on the eve of my 49th birthday, I discovered the truth of my "useless" System: I don't get older. I get younger. While future legends like Hashirama and Madara are busy fighting, I'm busy reversing my age and collecting "Witness Points" for every major event I see. Witnessed Hashirama & Mito's Wedding? +20 Points! Helped Tobirama name the Hiraishin? +5 Points! Tricked Uchiha Madara with a Level 10 Henge? Priceless! They all think I'm just a goofy old grand-uncle. They have no idea I'm leveling up in secret, waiting to be in my prime when the Fourth Great Ninja War finally rolls around. I'm the man who will live to see the entire show, and this time, I'm not just a witness—I'm a player.

On his way fleeing from Konoha, Uchiha Sasuke encounters a man named Uchiha Kaito. "Call me uncle, oh! Little Sasuke," the man said. Following this uncle, Sasuke witnesses the truths hidden beneath the mist of the ninja world. You can read more chapters ahead of everyone on p@treon. P@TREON - [email protected]/lessaservantofcosmos (just replace the "@" with "a") Disclaimer : I don't own Naruto or it's characters neither this fanfic. The image used in the cover isn't mine. This is Chinese fanfiction. I'm just translating it. I'm just changing the name and some grammar. I'm trying to make it more understandable. All right reserved to the author 破碎泰迪 (for the fanfic) and Masashi Kishimoto (for Naruto)

*THIS IS A TRANSLATION* https://www.wuxiap.com/novel/naruto-uncle-i-am-really-invincible.html Naruto Uncle, I Am Really Invincible This is a translation of Chinese Novel. ********** Synopsis: Venturing into the Naruto World, Kazuhiko found himself positioned as Naruto's future uncle, the cousin of Kushina, and the emerging head of the Uzumaki Clan, which teetered on the brink of annihilation. Kazuhiko had initially anticipated leading a life of leisure as a wealthy second-generation individual. Yet, fate had different plans. The Land of Whirlpools stood on the precipice of devastation. Providentially, just as this crisis emerged, an activation signal resonated within him - the initiation of a unique system that promised rewards through daily logins. He signed in as a member of the Uzumaki Clan, reaping the reward of the [Admiral Kizaru Template], a boon to his powers. Logging into the clandestine chamber within the Uzumaki family estate, he gained the [Death God Zaraki Kenpachi Template]. Further sign-ins on Naruto Rock granted him the coveted [Sage Body]. And within the Valley of the End, yet another sign-in bestowed upon him the [Rinnegan], an ability of profound significance. Years flowed by, and Uzumaki Kazuhiko proudly stood atop the pyramid of the ninja world. With his ascendancy, the Uzumaki lineage claimed the mantle of the foremost family in the realm of shinobi. ********** The cover photo is not mine. If you are the owner message me and I will remove it. ***** Please subscribe to my Youtube Channel and support me, https://www.youtube.com/@OtakuFictionTales/shorts ****** Join Me on Discord : https://discord.com/invite/cnnMq3te

I'm transmigrating as Severus Snape?! What kind of shitty start is this?! First, let's start by fixing this greasy hair... To hell with the plot, I'll just go meet Harry Potter now. It's better to let him be with me than those 'family' of his. ... In the narrow alley where the rain was pouring. Severus Snape, who had smooth, refreshing, non-greasy black hair and a black umbrella, stretched out his hand to the nine-year-old savior of the Wizarding World who was sitting on the ground with a face full of fear and helplessness. --- Check out my other novels at my Profile... Advanced Chapters: patreon.com/ChickenGOD

Ishihara transmigrates into the Naruto world, awakening extraordinary comprehension, only to find himself abandoned as an infant. By chance, the rogue ninja Orochimaru passes by and takes him as a disciple. From then on, under Orochimaru’s guidance, Ishihara, with his extraordinary comprehension, embarks on a path to immortality. Observing numerous genjutsu, you create the Crystal Visualization Method. Studying the corpses of the Uchiha clan and the Sharingan, you develop the Sharingan Training Method. Researching the cells of the First Hokage, you invent the Wood Release Training Method. Delving into the secret technique of Living Corpse Reincarnation, you create the Perfect Possession Technique. Studying senjutsu and natural energy, you conceive the Sage Art: Sage Body Refinement Method. Observing the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path, you create the Physical Immortality Technique. Examining Kaguya Otsutsuki’s body, you devise the Immortal Eternal Life Technique. Comprehending the principles, training, refining, and imparting techniques, Ishihara’s path to immortality leads to the distortion of the entire world!

North America. A land consumed by nightmares. Alessa’s hatred burns the living from within. Freddy stalks the helpless through their dreams. Jason waits by the lake, machete in hand. Demons hide behind the faces of nuns. Annabelle whispers curses that rot the soul. Here, survival is the highest hope an ordinary person can cling to. But Damian — the nephew of the legendary demon hunter Dante — has never seen these so-called horrors as anything worth fearing. “Silver Baptism.” A sanctified silver round erupts, obliterating a demon nun’s head. “And this… Dimensional Slash.” A single stroke of his blade — and Freddy’s dreamscape shatters like glass. Damian presses his boot down on Jason’s skull, chambers another round, and scoffs: “That’s it?” Until one day… everything changes. A forbidden ritual deep within a cabin in the woods is completed. An ancient god tears free from its cocoon. A shadow vast enough to swallow the sky descends upon the city. Damian’s bullets? Reduced to faint white scratches. His so-called Dimensional Slash — a technique said to cut through anything — barely peels the creature’s skin. Everyone is certain of one thing: Damian is dead. Instead, he sighs. Reaches into his coat. Pulls out a communicator. “Uncle. If you don’t get here right now, I’m telling Lady you’ve been maxing out her credit card again.” And then— The sky splits apart. A colossal crimson greatsword tears open reality itself. From the rift steps a white-haired man clad in red, looking thoroughly annoyed. “Tch. You’re getting less cute by the day… threatening your own uncle over something like this?”

Standing by the towers of Hogwarts, having just become the Half-Blood Prince, Snape thought to himself. "Life without Voldemort is the only life worth living." "There never was a Chosen One, but if there must be one, let it be me." "Only children limit themselves to one choice." "No matter how dark the path ahead may seem, a clear mind comes first." In the summer of 1976, these were the words of 16-year-old Severus Snape.

In the magical halls of Hogwarts, a new chapter begins. Just sixteen years old, Severus Snape awakens in 1976… with memories not his own, and the title of "Half-Blood Prince" newly claimed. It was a time before Voldemort tore his soul into pieces. A time when Nagini still slithered through the dark forests of Albania. A time when Pandora Lovegood was conducting strange and brilliant experiments in Hogwarts' hidden corners. A time when Madam Rosmerta was in her prime—charming, elegant, unforgettable. In this world brimming with opportunity and danger, Snape no longer walks the path of regret. This time, he chooses to live—to truly live—and rewrite everything. -- This is translation

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?"