loz fanfiction

This is a Legend of Zelda fanfic, original post is in AO3 Zelda and Link go to the different tribes of Botw and try to untie them after the ending of Botw, but they are captured and tortured, eventually, they get revived by someone. now they have to unite the tribes, but the clock of death is ticking. As soon they will either kill or be killed.

In a world where magic determines one’s destiny, Ozul, a young outcast with the ability to control cursed black flames imbued with red lightning, struggles to find his place after being shunned by his village. Rescued by Yami Sukehiro, captain of the Black Bulls, Ozul joins the infamous squad and discovers his true potential with a rare four-leaf clover grimoire. As he learns to harness his powers and control formidable flame constructs, Ozul forms bonds with his new comrades, including the spirited Asta, and faces formidable challenges that test his strength, loyalty and resolve. Amidst battles and betrayals, Ozul’s journey to acceptance and greatness unfolds, marking the rise of a mage destined to leave a blazing legacy in the Clover Kingdom.

Vous avez déjà eu un sentiment de vide ? Ce vide qui vous ronge constamment, ce vide qui vous dit que votre vie tourne en boucle incessamment alors que vous pourriez juste partir à l'aventure dans ce vaste monde rempli de mystères et de découvertes étonnantes, devenir QUELQU'UN dont les gens pourront parler sous forme de légende, CRÉER VOTRE propre histoire. Le besoin de combler ce vide d'existence... eh bien, un gamin de 15 ans l'a ressenti également, et son nom, j'espère que vous le retiendrez car il occupera sûrement vos pensées un bon moment après avoir lu cette histoire. Il s'agit de KAGEYANO SHINTARA, un jeune lycéen qui, au premier abord, paraît le plus banal possible, un simple protagoniste de shonen basique qui fait partie d'une autre histoire où le héros gagne toujours et où il y a un happy ending à la fin, vous me direz ? NON. Dans OZEGUIRO, il n'y a pas de censure. Ce gamin banal cherche à CRÉER SA PROPRE HISTOIRE. Il veut vivre selon ses propres principes, et ses principes vont l'amener à BÂTIR CETTE HISTOIRE EXCEPTIONNELLEMENT REMARQUABLE À LA FORCE DE SES POINGS et de sa volonté. BIENVENUE DANS OZEGUIRO, un monde où la frontière entre le héros et le monstre n'a jamais été aussi infime et où l'on se poserait presque la question : JUSQU'OÙ PEUT-ON ALLER POUR CRÉER SA PROPRE HISTOIRE sans devenir un monstre aux yeux des autres ?

Harken us, O great Blizzardweaver, Thou, The Blizzard-Shrouded Enigma, The Serpentine Trickster of the Waves, Whose power spans the depths of the universe, What is it that thou desire? O Master of Illusion and Deception, Is it fame, or the adoration of us mortals? Or doth thy heart burn with a deeper longing, A desire transcending mortals’ imagination? Answer us, O divine Mischiefmaker! We fight in thy name and in thy honor, For thou alone, we love, we kill! But thou art silent, Thou art uncaring, Answer us if thou wilt, Or wilt thou remain The Cryptic Watcher of the Ever-Changing Tides? -A Skald about Loki in the 12th Century, while fighting against Christianity and settlements discord.gg/Ept3v9hMHd Crossposting on FF. net I do not own the cover. I do not own marvel.

Death was never meant to be so easily dealt out; corpses be so easy to wade through; and life be worth so little. Yet Matthias now walked a world where such horrors that should not be were all too commonplace-a world of men and monsters, of knights and kings, of sorcerers and witchers. How had he come here? What had he become? Would he ever go back?

A young boy merely 15 of age, died saving a small child from a car accident but failed to save himself, when he thought everything was over, he opened his eyes and was met by a woman's gentle gaze, he was bewildered and later learned he is in the world of Black Clover, where Magics and Demon roam the land.

There is no justice. Only the justice you create decides the future

After Death Yami goes into the naruto world where only death and destruction await

un homme se réincarne en Diamond Joz dans One Piece mais pas à la bonne période! Que compte-il faire dans ce nouveau monde dangereux? I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com

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?"