the last of us fanfiction novel

When life gives you mysterious potions… chug first, ask questions never. Blaine was having a perfectly normal day—until he wasn’t. One blink later, he’s transmigrated into the twisted world of Lord of the Mysteries, where logic takes a vacation and secrets have teeth. Before he can say, “Where’s my system?” he accidentally downs a potion and wakes up as a full-time Secrets Suppliant (comes with free headaches, divine side-eye, and a 90% risk of insanity). Now he’s stuck juggling cryptic gods and overly dramatic cults. But hey, someone’s gotta slay the True Creator and crush the Aurora Order. --- What to expect - Strong Mc But not OP(later on) - hates the aurora order - cool powers - 2 days per day minimum Join us here: https://discord.gg/Gut3w8xgC9 If you can’t, no worries at all — I’m just happy you’re here!

In the last age of light, when the Dark Lord’s shadow grew long and deep, a single voice cried out through the veil of time. One child would be marked by the Dark—destined to stand as his equal. But prophecy never speaks in solitude. The Second Child was born not of fire, but of frost— A child of snow, carried by silence, forged in the cold ache of betrayal from another life. Once broken by a world that failed her, Now reborn into one that sings with ancient magic, she remembers everything— The scars, the silence, the hunger to be free. She carries not just a soul, but a secret lineage. Not Black, but White. The most ancient and feared house in wizarding Britain—rival to the House of Black. As the old war stirs again, the girl who walks with the snow must carve her own path, One not dictated by strangers , nor prophecy, nor fate. For she is not the chosen one. She is the one who chooses. Her name will never be spoken in prophecy’s limelight, But she will shape its every echo. When the wise fall, When the first light fades, When darkness hunts not just the chosen boy, but the truth itself . She will rise. Freed by will to a future she dares to dream, She will defy the prophecy’s chains, And forge a new legend. Her wand shall carve snow into fire, Her heart shall unmake silence, And her journey will lead not to glory, But to truth, To freedom, And to the light that returns after the storm. ………………………………………. Author’s Note: Just a quick reminder before you begin—this fanfic is written entirely by me. I only use AI to help refine the grammar and polish the text. All the characters, plot, and story decisions are my own. I mention this at the start for those who may not prefer stories that use any form of AI assistance. I want to be upfront so you know what to expect. This fanfic is also firmly in the Yuri genre, focused on a female lead and her relationship with another girl—possibly two, but no more than that. Most likely, it will center around just one love interest. I hope you enjoy the story and the journey ahead!

In a world tainted by supernatural evil, Anton Shadowbane, one of the last young heirs of the ancient Shadowbane family, is sent to a city plagued by supernatural occurrences. Midway to that city, he recalls his entire past life and discovers that he had been reincarnated after dying in terrible circumstances. On this second chance, he knows that he is here to cleanse the sins of his previous life, so he is on a mission to eradicate all evil in the world. Confronting dark secrets and unimaginable dangers, he embarks on an uncertain path, unsure if he will return alive. While everyone pleads, "Priest, pray for us," Anton battles not only supernatural forces like werewolves but also the shadows of his own destiny. Cover credits: Alexxz Patreon: SrCuervo

Warning! This is a slow-burn fanfic, so some plot points and developments may take a while to be addressed. Alek was a scientist—the greatest of them all—and the creator of one of humanity's greatest inventions. However, fate turned against him, and his creation ended up destroying everything he had ever known. Now, he has been reincarnated in the Shinobi World without any of his memories, living as Asahi Toru, the heir to a mysterious clan that should have never existed. This is his story—the story of how he became a being beyond Worlds. Vol. 1: Naruto Vol. 2: Naruto Time Skip (Coming Soon) Vol. 3: Naruto Shippuden (Coming Soon) Vol. 4: Fate/Zero (Coming Soon) Vol. 5: Lord El-Melloi II Case Files (Coming Soon) Vol. 6: Fate Stay Night (Coming Soon) Vol. 7: Fate Strange Fake (Coming Soon) Vol. 8: NieR: Automata (Coming Soon) Vol. 9: Date a Live - Date a Bullet (Coming Soon)

Traveling through Konoha, he became a member of the Uchiha clan and made great contributions to the village—yet in the end, Konoha still ostracized him. So this is how Konoha treats the Uchiha clan? If you choose to cast us aside, then we, the Uchiha clan, will leave. I won’t play your games in Konoha anymore. Let’s go sail the seas. Whether pirate or Marine, there is no reason to bow to the arrogance of Konoha’s so-called high-ranking officials. Found this and thought it sounded interesting, so why not fix it

[100% ORIGINAL - HIGH-QUALITY] "I, the Last Senju, Will Tear Down the Leaf From Within!", My first B-rank mission was supposed to be routine. Instead, ROOT tried to fry my brain so the enemy could “finish me off.” Why? Because I’m the last heir of the Senju revivalist faction, the same one Hiruzen and Danzō erased in the last war. Now I’m trapped on a Genin team with a Hatake who lives for battle, a Hyūga who won’t stop watching me, and a sensei tied to the Hokage’s leash. Their job is to see me buried. Mine is to survive and prepare. War is coming. I’ll use it to rebuild from the ground up: Senju bloodline unlocked, elements fused and mastered, the Gates forced open, Sage arts claimed, and no ceiling left above me. I’ll charm allies, bury enemies, 'repopulate' a clan, and plan my revenge. Konoha thinks I’m some prey, but they’re dead wrong. >>> Want to read way ahead? Patreon has up to 70 advanced chapters -----> patreon.com/xebec7766 WARNINGS: * Amoral, power-hungry MC. Transmigrated. Harem with real plot impact, * Tsunade plus two OCs from Konoha’s great clans, others possible. * NO system, no stat screens, just raw Naruto-world powers and growth. * Expect a darker, politically heavy, butterfly-effect rewrite of the timeline. * Don’t expect canon accuracy with ages or chronology, or no fan inclusions. * High-quality English, heavy worldbuilding, logical and detailed plotting. [REMEMBER: This is 100% not a translation. Not low-tier and garbage 'writing', and definitely not robotic or AI-like in appearance.] Other titles I had in mind: "They Tried to Assassinate Me, But I Ended Up in Tsunade’s Tent Instead...", "Hiruzen, Retire Gracefully - Orochimaru Got My Vote for The Hokage!" I'm also the author of - - - - - > Oops, I’m Kimimaro? Guess I’ll Be the Final Villain!

Cross is the last of his kind, an extinct species wiped out long ago. Blessed with a strange power, he shall make a name for himself and make everybody remember the Blood Elves once more! https://www.pat reon.com/MonkeyGodking (BTW I suck at writing these! Just read it if you're interested!)

The end of the world is full of crises, but Su Chen says not to worry because he has the Red Alert System. That’s how confident he is. You say you have a lot of weapons? Sorry, I have more weapons than I can use here. Let me introduce you to the weather control device. You say the mutant beasts are very powerful? No problem, I have a way to deal with them… Author: Xing Wuchen If you like translation and want to read extra chapters before release, visit: Patréon.com/maxnkoga

A Game of Thrones fanfiction, set in the world of A Song of Ice and Fire. Features transmigration. No harem, no system, no technological uplift. No poison tropes. Side characters remain as faithful to the original as possible. The story avoids mundane slice-of-life pacing. Light power fantasy for the protagonist, with moments of major triumph woven throughout. Protagonist: Gawen Crabb Starting Title: Baron of Whispering Hill House Words: United in Strength House Sigil: A golden marigold blooming in the marsh

In her past life, Su Yaoguang bought Xiao Yanci, supported his education, and helped him rise to great heights. She became his wife. Everyone praised him for never abandoning the farm girl who funded his rise. Su Yaoguang also believed she had found a good man. Unexpectedly, when she was seriously ill, she saw Xiao Yanci bring his first love and a child who resembled them both to her bedside. "Dad, mom, when will this person die?" the child asked, holding Xiao Yanci's hand. Xiao Yanci responded, "Soon, just wait a bit longer." That was the moment she realized: she had wasted her entire life on the wrong man. Returning to the age of fifteen, Su Yaoguang pointed at the bloody young boy: "I want him." In her past life, no matter what she gave Xiao Yanci, she only received a cold expression. This time, the young boy, like a wolf cub, dropped his guard; everything Sister gifted was the best. Sweet as milk. Devoted beyond reason. He melted her completely. Until one day, the young boy took a high position. Not wanting history to repeat itself, Su Yaoguang packed her things and slipped away at night, only to run into a man as noble and unattainable as a deity. "I've heard you call us siblings everywhere. Good sister, shouldn't we change what we call each other?"