500 yrs to wait fanfiction

As one of the twin boys born into a family of Aedes Elysiae, Phaethon entered the world of Amphoreus alongside Phainon. No way! Where the hell have I ended up? Is this still my dorm... Wait. Hehe, this pink-haired priestess's feet... No, wait! Damn it, where have I been dumped? Is this even Earth anymore? … "Miss Cyrene, while you often break our snacks and toys in half to share between Phainon and me, is this really something you can just tear?" True to his name, Phaethon stared silently at the half of the "Savior" card he now held in his hand. This isn't following the script at all! … Cyrene: "I have an ability that lets me take others back in time to witness fragments of history." Phaethon: "I have a golden finger that lets me gain the abilities of others upon witnessing their death." The Author: "I have an idea." Phainon: "Awesome! You're all starting without me?" … "Phainon, my foolish savior brother. You take on Zephyro. I'll handle Celenova. Let's each try to slap a big, fat slap onto Nanook! Whoever lands the hit first gets to be the older brother!" ... This is a translation work ... Support me and enjoy advance chapters at: www.patréon.com/Skykritze. Early access chapters posted in patréon if you want to read ahead. Thanks for all the great support and please vote if you like the story! Creation is hard, cheer me up!

After loading a life simulation game, Ron, who in reality was just an ordinary nine-to-five Silvermane Guard, began to grind relentlessly, forgoing sleep and food... In the simulation, he was Bronya's most loyal guardsman, who, to stop Cocolia from destroying Belobog with the Stellaron, sacrificed himself, turning into a shooting star alongside it. He was Natasha's most dependable assistant, researching 'blizzard immunity' with her to save Belobog, and later prayed for the grace of the Aeon of Abundance when the Abominations of Abundance ran rampant. He was also Herta's most brilliant collaborator, who, in the face of a crisis that could topple the sea of stars, gathered the hopes of the entire galaxy into a grand vow of salvation and donned the crown of an Aeon. He had assumed this was all just a game and that he was its only player, until... He stared, dumbfounded, at the women who had unlocked God-tier cards in the game like [Purge Protocol: Ron], [Savior's Sigil: Ron], and [Ember of Severed Death: Ron]. "So, you're not NPCs?" "—Wait! Who's the real player here?!"

Klein had always scoffed at the idea of being reincarnated into another world. After all, who knew what kind of hellhole he might end up in? If he had to be sent to another world, then at the very least he wanted eternal life, power at the very top of the setting, command over vast territories, trillions of loyal soldiers, an absolutely safe starting point, untold quadrillions of worshippers, and a million worlds under his rule. He wanted a cheat system that combined immortality, secret identities, empire-building, an overpowered protagonist setup, clan expansion, a dynasty-building mechanic, and, just for good measure, even more invincibility. Ideally, he would not have to do anything at all. He could simply sit there. And so... Terra. The Imperial Palace. Atop the Golden Throne. Klein opened his eyes. “Wait... do I have to sit on the Golden Throne too?” --------------------- Note: Warhammer is an extremely vast universe, so if you notice any lore-related mistakes or lines that feel off, feel free to leave a comment and I will correct them when I can. I will occasionally include glossary notes to briefly explain certain lore elements mentioned in a chapter, though these will be fairly rare as they take additional time to put together.

Blood Angels Legion Captain Hachiman Hikigaya chose to perish together with three captains of the traitorous Sons of Horus. Having sacrificed himself as a hero, he never expected to return to a homeland as idyllic as heaven. It is very stable here—no damned betrayals, no alien races; well, except for those Cursed Spirits that are just like those damned Xenos Multi Crossover Snafu, Warhammer, Jujutsu Kaisen, Kaguya-sama: Love is War, BanG Dream!

Wei Wen traveled through time and space to the black robe world. 　　 　　It's just that he could have traveled through time and space to become anyone else, but he chose to be Shenhai, a member of the seven-member group who is smiled at by everyone and can be bullied by anyone in a black robe. 　　 　　But fortunately, he has a golden finger that can add skill points to himself. As long as he has enough skill points, he can improve his ability to the strongest! 　　 　　With such a golden finger, Shenhai decided to set a small goal for himself first. 　　 　　Become the king of the sea first, just like the Aquaman in DC. 　　 　　As for the future... 　　Shenhai's gaze turned to the starry sky. 　　 　　Come to think of it, the sea of stars... is it also a sea?

Honkai’s Otherworld? Wait—Who Are You People?!

What if there's a season 2 of Neon Evangelion? What would it be like? For those who did not watch Evangelion will not have a problem understanding this story.(Even me is not still watching it whole) Just type in youtube what is the story of Evangelion and you will grasp what is the content in here. And if you are not into bad ending. I advise you do not watch it, so you will not devastate by the fact that happened without explanation or whatsoever. The first ending is okay for me, but for the second or third, they can go to hell. But if you still watched it, stop in the episode where Shinji and Koworu(The Fifth Child) and continue on this part and you will love what this ending is all about. But if you're a Fan of Rei, this will be a bit sad but in a good way, because she knew now how to become a human, act human, and feel like a human. This thanks to Rommel who created this masterpiece. Thank you! If you've had a question, just comment or message me at my google account in my profile pic. (THIS IS NOT MINE I JUST WANT TO SHARE THIS STORY AND WANTED TO SEE WHAT OTHER THINK OF THIS) (I am not making money out of this) Original Site - https://www.fanfiction.net/s/3470043/1/Neon-Genesis-Evangelion-Genocide Author Rommel fanfiction of Neon Evangelion - Genocide

For Haruka, the internet was nothing more than an escape from the crushing boredom of his unemployed life. But everything took a bizarre turn the moment he stumbled upon a mysterious interdimensional forum that only had two people online. Bored and looking for some entertainment, Haruka casually registered as a *Helper* and started replying to all kinds of absurd requests for help, assuming they were just silly roleplay jokes. It all began when Kaneki Ken sent an emergency message about a Ghoul threatening his life. [Kaneki Ken: What should I do when I meet a beautiful older sister who turns out to be a ghoul?! I need help right now!] With pure mischievous intent, Haruka gave the most ridiculous advice he could think of: [Haruka: "Magic and miracles are real! Just shout: 'O tiny fairy, transform me into a magical girl!!' and you'll power up! Use your magical powers to beat the crap out of that ghoul!" (￣▽￣)] In his desperation, Kaneki actually screamed the embarrassing chant. In an instant, a bright pink glow erupted, and the power of *Pretty Cure* shattered the logic of the *Tokyo Ghoul* world. [Kaneki Ken: "Thank you, Mysterious Stranger! The magical girl transformation really worked! But... how do I cancel this pink skirt? (Shy.png) . (*/▽＼*)"] Haruka’s twisted miracles didn’t stop there. When Homura Akemi asked how to save Madoka: [Homura Akemi: "How can I save Madoka…?"] [Haruka: "Grab a bottle of cola, draw a magic circle… then shout: 'O tiny fairy, descend upon this mortal realm!!' That way, you can summon me to help!" (￣▽￣)] The very next second, Haruka—who was still wearing nothing but a baggy t-shirt and flip-flops—suddenly materialized in front of Homura, steaming cup of instant noodles still in hand. [Haruka: "??? (・_・;) ?"] Even when Shu Ouma roared in agony after his right hand was severed. Shu Ouma: "Bokuro… Bokuro-o-Oh-Chikara-ga—!!" Haruka casually replied with the legendary “Three-Second Rule.” [Haruka: "Don’t panic! Three-second rule! Just pick it up and stick it back on before the germs get in!" (￣▽￣)] Miraculously, the hand reattached perfectly, as if nothing had ever happened. [Shu Ouma: "It’s back on! Thank you, Mysterious Stranger! (Grateful Bow.gif) . m(_ _)m"] Watching all his nonsense advice turn into absolute laws of nature for these protagonists, Haruka could only scratch his non-itchy head in confusion. Was he some kind of multiversal genius… or had the world itself simply lost its damn mind? [Haruka: "(Head Scratch.jpg) . ┐(‘～`；)┌"] --- ⚠️ DISCLAIMER & WARNING ⚠️ Not Original Content: This entire novel is an adaptation and translation of a Mandarin novel. I’m only adapting and translating it into Indonesian/English for everyone to enjoy together. Original Author: 嘟嘟嘟 (Dū dū dū) Original MC Name: 冷墨 (Lěng Mò) Original Title: 这特么也行？ (Zhè tèmā yě xíng?) Support the author for more frequent translations: Patreon: https://patreon.com/HarukaRiyadi

Shiki Mirai transmigrated into the Soul Society… as a carefree slacker of the 9th Division. Life would’ve been just fine, except his salary wasn’t nearly enough to fund his sake addiction. So, to make ends meet, he picked up a side hustle: writing fiction for Seireitei Communication. His first story? The Genius Boy’s Solitude and Pride, starring a brilliant, prideful protagonist named Sozen Aisuke. The next day, a junior named Aizen Sosuke showed up with his trademark gentle smile… and asked him to explain the "Throne of the Sky." Second story? The Killer from Meteor Street, featuring the bloodstained antihero Yachino Unaharu. That very night, Unohana—the kindest Captain of the 4th Division—was sitting in his room, blade in hand, smiling sweetly. “So, tell me… what exactly do you mean by ‘the loneliness of a beautiful psycho’?” Now Shiki is panicking. He just started serializing The Hidden Empire Within Soul Society. Will he end up getting everyone in trouble—including himself? And when exactly did he earn the title… ‘Most Beautiful Noble in Soul Society’?

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?"