bowser jr fanfiction

System: Transmigration • One Piece • Harem • Native Power System Rorschach crossed over into the world of One Piece and accidentally saved the legendary pirate, Shiki the Golden Lion... Under Shiki’s brutal guidance, he mastered the man’s legendary swordsmanship and Conqueror’s Haki. Through a daily sign-in system, he obtained the Float-Float Fruit and the Steel Balloon talent. From that moment on, the seas gave birth to the strongest monster in history. Shiki threw his head back and laughed wildly. “Jee-ha-ha-ha-ha! Kid Rorschach! Take my will and my ambition and turn this goddamn ocean upside down again!” Rorschach scratched his cheek with a lazy grin. “Eh… I just wanted to sail freely across these seas, hunt for some pure gold, and live a long, carefree life with my crew. But if the World Government insists on standing in my way… then I guess the rulers of this world need to change. King of the World? Yeah… I like the sound of that.” Note : This is a translational Story

The millionaire Tony Stark builds Maria jr Stark as a legacy to help people around the world. A robot that uses the jewel of the infinite of space to build portals, teleport and be in multiple places at the same time. But she cannot hurt any living being! Unfortunately, she is considered dangerous, and the government orders she to be deactivated.

Winslow Schott Jr., as of 20 minutes ago, that is who I am. I woke up in a pod, looking through the glass pane in front of me... My body felt like it was having millions of volt pumping, coursing through it!

A guy transmigrates into the World of "Slam Dunk". He somehow unintentionally awakened a system!!! Upon awakening the system, he unexpectedly received a character template from the "Kuroko's Basketball" world.

John J. Jameson Jr. is a man of pure unadulterated dedication and endurance, kinda. He got some real bad luck. Not the kind of luck that is constantly trying to kill you. No, he has the kind of bad luck that only comes around every 10 or so years just to say "I hope you die in a fire" then leaves. bad luck for sure, but not the worse. He realizes while young not to be too reliant on happenstances. He signs up to MMA gym down the road after he got mugged on his way home from school. Soon that simple desire for protection turns into joy. After falling in love with the world of martial arts, he focuses his time on going pro. He finally was able to take his first steps with a debut on November 22nd, 01. *This story is based off from GnomeBobs The Reincarnators Tavern. *I'll try my best but I ain't to professional write, ain't even an amateur. if you want a good, clear and concise fanfiction, you should read GnomeBob's works. *The story is not an Action story. it will mainly focus on getting buff and enjoying life. *No harem and Lemon. I ain't degrading myself to writing Smut for a bunch of degenerates. Praise those who do.

"I was always good with the bow. It was something I had to learn if I wanted to eat. After all, my father was the greatest huntsman known to man..."

A story about an original cast of characters and a main character. The Male MC will have a gamer system but won't quite be overpowered. It's only giving him a leg-up compared to others. I'll be using various art and characters from Andavaart, Mrpotatoparty, and Dross. I don't claim ownership of the art and if you want you can go support the artists on their patreons. I'll also be using various characters from popular media in this story which is why it's tagged as fanfic.

After the final battle against the demon maid, Evileye decided to use her magic for another great escape. However, her wild magic went awry and instead of transported to another distant land Evileye found herself in totally different world.

[Hidebound Older Man VS Two-Faced Heiress: Daddy-Type + Seductress + An Old House on Fire] Everyone in Aethelgard says, a man should marry a woman from the West Family. The eldest daughter of the West Family is gentle and virtuous, a sought-after prize in high society. On the eve of her engagement. Her fiancé cheated on her. Willow West, having played the good girl for so long, decides she's done pretending. Fueled by alcohol, she finds a handsome man. Just one wall away from the scumbag ex and his mistress. The next day, she wakes up to her world collapsing. She had slept with the circle's famous 'older man'—Aiden Pierce, her dear uncle's best friend. Her impression of Aiden Pierce wasn't very good. Years ago, when she was having her first romance, she had tried to sneak a kiss with her young boyfriend, only for Aiden Pierce to report her to her uncle before their lips could even meet. The Aiden Pierce of today is even more dull—celibate and restrained, with everyone from his secretary to his assistant being male, and zero romantic scandals to his name. He's nothing short of a hidebound traditionalist! Willow West wants to escape. Aiden Pierce's well-defined hand grips her chin. "Miss West, a man's virtue is still virtue. You must take responsibility for me." * Aiden Pierce, who had practiced self-restraint for thirty years, was captured by Willow West—a woman gentle and demure in public, yet passionate and daring in private. Everyone thought Willow West was a good girl. Only Aiden Pierce knew that behind closed doors, the young woman not only smoked and drank but was also a cool, badass biker. * The assistant has recently noticed a change in the workaholic President Pierce. Not only is he hitting the gym three times a week, but his style has also shifted from uniform high-end suits to a different streetwear brand for every day of the week. His once stern and unsmiling face now frequently breaks into a smile. Even his eternally unchanged screensaver has been replaced. It's now a picture of a sexy, wavy-haired beauty in a black biker suit, holding a cigarette and sitting on a motorcycle!

On the most popular interstellar forum, there is a hot topic: What is the most unbelievable thing that has happened around you? Chun Mian: Thanks for the invite. I was sitting at home, and a door fell from the sky. Life is like a tightly closed door, before opening it, you never know, what you will face: a living person or a forty-meter-long blade! (Quick Transmigration, No CP)