marshall and everest fanfiction

In the shadowy corners of the wizarding world, where ancient secrets whisper through the halls of a secluded manor, Hector Marshall, an orphan of 12 years is reincarnated and reborn into a family unlike any other. The Marshalls, renowned for their unique and potent form of magic known as Body Magic, are guardians of powerful secrets and even more formidable creatures. With the blood of knights and mystics running through his veins, young Hector is destined to wield powers that blend the physical with the magical in ways that are scarcely imaginable to the ordinary wizard.

Reincarnated into the world of ninjas at the age of four, Grant Marshall doesn’t remember much about his past life, except for one undeniable truth: he is driven by an insatiable thirst for knowledge. Raised in the Karama Clan, a family renowned for their mastery of illusions, Grant quickly sets his mind on mastering the ways of chakra and jutsu, eager to push the boundaries of what’s possible. With his adult intellect trapped in a child’s body, Grant excels in all academic pursuits, but his true passion lies in learning the deeper intricacies of chakra and understanding the hidden forces of this new world. Despite his advanced intellect, Grant keeps to himself, more interested in solving the mysteries of his new life than making friends. However, as he grows, his relationships with his classmates begin to shape him in ways he never expected. As Grant turns eleven, his life takes an unexpected turn during a mission gone wrong. Faced with the loss of a close friend, he unlocks a hidden power within himself—one that could change the fate of not just his world, but the very fabric of reality itself. In the midst of grief and confusion, the World Changing System awakens, offering Grant the chance to reshape the world using not only his mastery of chakra but his knowledge of science, illusion, and technology. The story follows Grant’s journey as he grapples with the weight of his abilities, the moral dilemmas of his new power, and the complex relationships he forms along the way. As he participates in the Chuunin Exams, unravels the secrets of his clan, and uncovers the truth behind his past life, Grant must decide whether he will use his world-changing abilities to protect those he cares about or manipulate reality itself for his own gain. Will his thirst for knowledge make him a hero or a force that even the strongest ninja cannot stop?

it's kind of like The green mile but with more b*******

Originally published on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/63809377?view_full_work=true Marshall Cuso has escaped jail, thanks to a mycologist named Amelia, giving him the substances he needed to fake his own death. He ends up taking some of the blue angel mushrooms after escaping, which he finds near at his former cabin, and retrieves his tortoise, Socrates. In the process, he is somehow transported through time and space, and finds himself on a railroad overpass in a densely-populated Japanese city, where he watches a very tall 17-year-old Seiran Academy student, with long flowing blonde hair, fall off a bridge, trying to reach for a bouquet of flowers which fell out of her grasp...

One moment, he was living a normal life. The next, he was standing in a dying world, watching the sky crack and bleed light. Pulled from his Earth into a multiverse that’s falling apart, he finds himself among the Exiles—a team of heroes from broken worlds, each carrying the weight of everything they’ve lost. He has no grand destiny; just a good heart, steady hands, and the quiet courage to keep going when everything else falls apart. Maybe that’s exactly what a dying multiverse needs. Disclaimer: The Exiles belong to Marvel Comics, and all rights are reserved with them.

Sebastian died, he only received one wish before being sent to the Marvel world, so why not become his favorite character? Orochimaru at his peak of power, techniques and genetic knowledge

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FOLLOW THE JOURNEY OF A PERSON WITH NOTHING TRANSMIGRATED INTO MARVEL AS A MAGE WITH LIMITLESS POTENTIAL ON HIS JOURNEY TO OMNIPOTENCE. .................................................... so I'm not really that good on synopsis but it's my first novel. ................................................. none of the characters belong to me only my own oc's do.

Not Mine Marvel's Maelstrom by Pibbinator

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?"