agron and nasir fanfiction

[ AUTHOR'S WARNING ] You The Dumb Reader: "Wait. The title says Scripture of El-Nasir, but it's actually spelled Ea-nasir. You spelled it wrong!" Author: "How dare you treat me with such contempt!" Reader: "Nanni!? (It's Nanni who actually wrote that on a tablet, you idiot!)" Author: "You are already dead. Omaera wa mou shindeiru." … … [ THE CORE PREMISE ] In a world spanning the mighty Eastern River dynasties, across the mystical Indus Valley, and deep into the dusty cradle of Mesopotamia, the entire civilized world runs on Face. Not metaphorically. Literally. In this realm, reputation is a physical currency. Skin-wearers harvest, trade, and wear the literal facial skin of others to bolster their social standing and cultivation levels. Every transaction carries an invisible, crushing weight. To lose face is to have your skin physically peeled away by your debtors. To thrive, you must be a paragon of prestige. Then there is Ea-nasir. He is already infamous across Ur for selling substandard copper. The complaints are relentless, the insults scratched into his clay tablets are masterfully creative, and his reputation is utterly ruined. By all laws of the face-economy, he should be raw-skinned and destitute at the bottom of the food chain. Instead, he is thriving. Because Ea-nasir has discovered the ultimate, terrifying loophole of the cosmos: Bad business is still business. [ THE JOURNEY ] Halfway across the civilized world, an ambitious Eastern Cultivator realizes his path to immortality has stalled. Hearing whispers of supreme, ancient scriptures preserved in the far, mystical West, he sets out on a great pilgrimage. He crosses wild lands, scales legendary peaks, and survives countless perils, fully expecting to retrieve a holy, world-shaking text from a legendary Western Sage. Instead, his journey ends in a cramped, chaotic courtyard in Ur. The "Holy Scriptures" he traveled thousands of miles to find are nothing more than a giant pile of clay tablets - specifically, a collection of furious customer complaint letters from a man named Nanni. Yet, as the Cultivator reads them, he experiences a sudden, terrifying divine enlightenment. He realizes a profound cosmic truth: while perfect quality is temporary, a truly legendary bad review is eternal. Inspired, he names the brand-new cultivation style: The Dao of Questionable Quality. [ THE REVOLUTION ] Thus birthed the path of complete commercial shamelessness. The path belongs to everyone who has ever sold awful copper, ignored a customer complaint, ghosted a client, or done hilariously low-quality work. This is for you. FOR THE COPPER THAT IS TERRIBLE. It breaks every single time it matters. FOR THE CUSTOMERS WHO HATES YOU. But their rage only fuels your legend. FOR THE NAME IS ETERNAL. A name, once a joke scratched into clay, begins to shake caravans, collapse markets, and shatter the very courts of the gods. FOR YOU THE READER SHALL BECOME LEGEND... Because you cannot defeat any man who has no face left to lose! ... ... *Note, "Nanni still lives to this day?" ... ... [ FOOTNOTE FROM THE DISCUSSION BOARDS ] Reader: "wHY YoU aRE NOt ReaDing My bOOk!!!???!1!" Author: "hOW daRE YOu tReAT mE wITH SUCh Contemp!!!" Reader: "Nanni?" Author: "Omaera wa mou shindeiru"

A man gets bodyswapped into Hagrid right as Harry is being delivered to the Dursleys. The new Hagrid knows his canon, sizes up his situation fast, and decides things are going to go a little differently this time. Like, say, not leaving a one-year-old on a doorstep in November. What happens next? Chaos, mostly. Abandon all expectations of plot logic, canon compliance, and character sanity — this fic is pure chaos, proudly OOC, gleefully AU, and home to a Mary Sue of legendary scale. If you're still here — welcome aboard. If you want to support me and read some chapters earlier: patreon.com/Aetern1tas

Upon arriving in Winterfell, Ned introduces his bastard son, Jon Snow. But that night, Lyarra Stark, looks at the boy, and she decides that she wouldn't allow her daughter's only child to have nothing in his life.

I was reincarnated with the system in the world of Dragon ball but why did I have to do that.

Who says that if you live in the HP universe you have to become a wizard? Hagrid's son has his own way of doing things along with some unusual friends. Apart from the MC and my invented characters, I do not own these universes or characters and their rights are reserved to their respective authors.

Because of Chaos, Zagreus will now need to find his way to become the god he was always meant to be. Without the help of his godly family, or his inheritance (mostly). Zagreus will fight and lead Dicathen to victory or will he just.. not care?

Born in a small hidden village, Shinja Asahi dreams of one day for his village to be the greatest shinobi village there is! Armed with the knowledge of his past life and a magical gift, watch as Asahi embarks on his dream journey. ******** NOTE: 1. OC is prevalent in this story 2. Asahi's village is an OC village located in the land of tea therefore making the story AU 3. The protagonist is the same age as Minato 4. If you like stories where the MC solves all the problems by himself, then this is not for you Disclaimer: I do not possess any rights to Naruto or its affiliated content, with the exception of my original characters, storyline, and techniques.

[ THIS IS AN ORIGINAL WORK ] Xx-----xX You know the drill, A random guy dies and gets reincarnated with an overpowered cheat. This time, what if it was with a skill was as broken as Great Sage? [ if there are some mistakes in my work don't sweat too much, it's my first FanFiction on Naruto. but I'll try to not make any mistake's so y'all can be happy ] For more info on the book check out the Auxiliary chapter. Xx-----xX Upload schedule: 6 times a week, Saturday off cuz I have a life. Xx-----xX If you guys want to support me for my work and Read 6+ advanced chapters check out my P@tr30n. [email protected]/Anamofic

The main character suddenly finds himself in the body of Rubeus Hagrid. His father has just died and he is about to start his third year. As he ponders what to do with Voldemort, he soon discovers that this world is much larger and more dangerous than the one described in the books. Let's see if he can overtake the original Hagrid and create his own path in this world. English is not my native language. Please warn me if you notice any mistakes.

After being found and brought back by her wealthy family, Arabella Donovan has an unexpected awakening and discovers that the world she lives in is a mishmash of popular story tropes. Her eldest brother is the tragic guy in a melodramatic, angsty novel; Her second brother is the cannon fodder in an showbiz power-fantasy novel; Her third brother is the scapegoat who ends up with a criminal record in a doting teen romance; Her fourth sister is the vicious villainess in a 'real vs. fake heiress' story; And even her parents are just antagonistic background characters in some sweet, middle-aged romance. Arabella Donovan: This family is a complete collection of misfortunes. The word 'tragic' doesn't even begin to cover it. Her family, after hearing all of her inner thoughts: "..."