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“Greedy Type-Moon” is a gal game with extremely high freedom, where the player can raise favorability with the heroines to unlock brand new cutscene graphics(CGs). After three days of staying up all night, Alvin finally managed to unlock all CGs, and max out every heroine’s favorability. The bad news was that the favorability had overflowed. But fortunately it was just a game, so even if it overflowed it didn’t matter… that was what he had originally thought, but then— Alvin never expected that, due to a certain coincidence, he would cross into the game world, and through a series of accidents meet Artoria, Morgan le Fay, Tiamat, Scathach, Manaka and other Type-Moon heroines. When he sensed those countless pairs of impossibly gentle yet dangerously charged eyes, the light gradually faded from Alvin’s gaze. He regretted everything. “So… why did I raise their favorability until it overflowed back then?” ═❀IT'S A TL❀═ SCHEDULE: 1 Chapter/Day(1500+ Words)

For more chapters patreon.com/Liamlivingstone At just seven years old, Dina Avery was imprisoned in Azkaban, becoming Sirius Black’s fellow inmate. On his first day behind bars, he discovered that "Merlin’s XX" wasn’t just an expletive—it was a real summoning ability. He could actually call upon Merlin’s powers, including but not limited to: - Merlin’s Beard - Merlin’s Stockings - Merlin’s Magic - Merlin’s Bloodline - Merlin’s Treasure From that day on, Dina relentlessly “borrowed” from Merlin’s legacy. Four years later, Dina made history as the first young wizard to receive a Hogwarts acceptance letter while in Azkaban. After being picked up by Snape, he found that his home was gone. But it didn’t matter. He was Merlin’s heir. The scum responsible for his family’s destruction would soon face justice— at the hands of the new Merlin, just like in The Count of Monte Cristo.

As Harry Potter struggles with his daily mundane life in the Dudley's household, fragmented dreams of Camelot plague his sleep. Upon recovering the full memories of his past life as Merlin, he must reconcile the boy who lived with the legendary sorcerer who shaped the magical world. Now he is equipped with ancient wisdom and forgotten power, Harry discovers that Voldemort is not the first Dark Lord he has faced, and that someone from his past may now be his most dangerous enemy. Update rate will be as usual for my novels: 6 chapters a week. This is an AU fic and will not follow the normal formula of the well known story.

"GO UP TO YOUR FUCKING ROOM!" A man, seething with anger, yelled at someone. "Now Tristian, he is your son," a woman said as calmly as she could, standing in front of the boy. "Not biologically he isn't! You had him when we got together, Diana!" Tristian said, not as loudly, but still booming throughout the house. Diana turned around and knelt down, "Can you go up to your room, sweetie?" She asked and he nodded. The boy did go up the stairs, but he didn't go to his room. He instead sat down and the top step to listen to his parents yell at each other. Diana turned back to her husband, "He was left at my doorstep one morning almost Eleven years ago, Tristian, what was I supposed to do?" "As of the current situation, I'd say you should've left it there!" He yelled back at his slowly-losing-her-patience wife. "He. Not it, he. And he is our son. Just because he's different doesn't mean we can't love him," Diana said. The Boy known as Jake Fernandes sat at the top of the stairs, crying as he listened to the people he had called his parents arguing. Right then he decided he could accept them not being his real parents because they looked after him for so long. He suddenly heard a loud bang come from down the stairs. He stood up and hurried down to see his mother laying on the ground, red liquid slowly pooling around her still form. He gasped, tears flowing from his widened eyes, then looked up to his father and saw him holding a gun. His father aimed his gun at him, but before he could pull the trigger, he started gasping for air. Tristian saw his son's eyes and they were glowing red. In his final moments, he knew that thing had to be born of the devil. There wasn't any way he could explain otherwise. Jake watched as his fathers life was slowly drained from his eyes, clutching his throat the entire time. His body spasms ceded and his father lay still, just like his mother. The entire situation was gravely taxing on his psyche. His red eyes changed back to their Blue color and before he knew it, he fell forward, passing out from recent events. Want to read advanced chapters? If you’re enjoying the story and would like early access to future chapters, please consider supporting me on Patreon: patreon.com/HalyxStark.

At a young age Harry solves a puzzle that mystified the wizarding world for more than a thousand years. After that his life changed forever as he carved out a path entirely his own and changed the very foundation of wizarding society. This is a world far different from cannon with many changes and expansions to lore both small and large that will effect the past, and present. massively AU sequel posted

Leo Osbourne, a man dealt a terrible hand in life, is given a second chance. Donning the name Oz, he embarks on the journey into the wizarding world of Harry Potter. As the years progress in this new life of Oz's, he soon discovers that the 'Wizarding World' he knew in the books was only a small excerpt of what the true wizarding world actually is... ———- Contiuation of BoiGeorge dropped novel I do not own anything from J.K Rowlings books/harry potter,/BoiGeorge. only my own ideas and creations

Owen wakes in a body that isn't his, clutching a book only he can see. In a Camelot where magic is a death sentence, he must navigate Uther’s court using The Silent Codex, a system that rewards his restraint over his power. While he knows the tragedy awaiting Merlin and Arthur, his presence is a variable the world never accounted for. He is a physician's apprentice by day and a shadow operator by night, balancing a Corruption Ledger while trying to keep his soul—and his head—intact

[Rewrite of The Wizard called Oz by me] Leo Osbourne, a man dealt a terrible hand in life is given a second chance. Donning the name Oz, he embarks into the wizarding world of Harry Potter. As the years progress in this new life of Oz's he soon discovers that the 'Wizarding World' he knew in the books was only a small excerpt of what the true wizarding world actually is... ------------------------------------------------------------------ If you'd like to donate to the novel, donate here: https://ko-fi.com/boigeorge

Death was supposed to be a final rest, but for Aleksander, it was merely an awakening. Reborn into a magical Britain on the brink of a hidden war, he quickly discovers he is far more than just another wizard. Coursing through his veins is the ancient, long-forgotten blood of two legendary figures: Rowena Ravenclaw and Myrddin Emrys. But his inherited magic is only the beginning. Aleksander awakens to a primal, terrifyingly beautiful power—the ancient magic of the Darkfey. Commanding the untamed forces of nature, bending shadows to his will, and bearing the magnificent wings of a predator, he is a creature of myth walking among wand-wavers. As if that wasn't enough to tip the scales of fate, his soul is bound to an otherworldly Grimoire—an infinite tome containing the arcane spells, rituals, and sorceries of a thousand different universes. From the mystic arts of Kamar-Taj to the destructive forces of the Continent, the multiverse's greatest secrets are literally at his fingertips. While Voldemort desperately seeks immortality and Dumbledore maneuvers his pawns for the 'Greater Good', a new player enters the board. Armed with intellect, ancient blood, and powers completely alien to wizardkind, Silas heads to Hogwarts. He isn't interested in playing the hero or the dark lord. He is here to redefine magic itself. Note:There is AI involved in storyline editing.So beware.

Arthur Pendragon was reborn in Essos with no perfect knowledge of the future, no sacred script to follow, and no clear path to survival. He remembers only broken impressions: dragons will one day tear the skies apart, House Targaryen will drown itself in blood, and a war is coming that will change the world. At five years old, Arthur is only a child lost near the edge of the Dothraki Sea. Yet his body is not normal, his instincts are too sharp, his strength grows too quickly, and the world itself seems willing to bend around him. For years, he watches Essos as it truly is: khalasars riding over open grass, slaves sold in distant cities, merchants buying peace with gold, and kings across the sea playing games with dragons. Arthur learns one lesson early: a weak man waits for history to happen to him. A strong one builds a kingdom before history can swallow him. At ten years old, the impossible begins. The golden city of Uruk rises in the heart of the Dothraki Sea, later known as Camelot. Roads stretch across the grasslands. Mines open beneath ancient hills. War academies train common men into elite soldiers. Noble houses gather around a new Round Table. Dragon towers rise near Omber. The Dothraki Sea is no longer an empty sea of grass. It is Arthur Pendragon’s empire. By the time Queen Aemma dies in Westeros, Camelot has become a power the world can no longer ignore. Viserys wants peace. Otto wants control. Daemon wants to test him. Rhaenyra hears rumors of a golden king across the sea. Alicent fears what his rise means for her children. And Arthur, now sixteen, knows only one thing for certain. The dragons of Westeros will dance. But they will not dance alone. Copyright and Fanfiction Notice This is a non-commercial fanfiction created for entertainment purposes only. A Song of Ice and Fire, Fire & Blood, House of the Dragon, and all related canon characters, locations, houses, dragons, and lore belong to their respective rights holders, including George R. R. Martin, HBO, and Warner Bros. Discovery. Any crossover-inspired concepts, abilities, powers, creatures, or references belong to their respective original creators and rights holders. I only claim ownership of my original character Arthur Pendragon, my original version of Camelot/Uruk, original plot developments, original locations, original dialogue, and original story elements created for this fanfiction. The cover image is AI-generated artwork created for this story and is not official artwork from HBO, Warner Bros., George R. R. Martin, or any other rights holder. No copyright infringement is intended. Please do not repost, copy, translate, adapt, or distribute this story on any other website or platform without permission from the author.