azula foot worship fanfic

I’m Azula Uchiha, five-year-old 'princess' of the most dramatic clan in Konoha, stuck in a world that’s basically 'Naruto'. Oh, and I’ve got two past lives rattling around in my head—one from a modern Earth girl who died… 'enthusiastically', and the other from literal Fire Nation royalty. So, combine the ego of a Uchiha, the scheming of a Fire Nation prodigy, and the snark of a millennial who misses Wi-Fi, and you’ve got me, Azula Uchiha. .... .... .... For those willing and with the powers to support, welcome to my Patreon. patreon.com/Melonlord

A new mountain was formed overnight beside the Hakurei Shrine, what's there? Who is that weird god not even Reimu and Yukari could evict from Gensokyo? Find out here in Aya's sensation latest newspaper! Basically, MC is isekaied into Touhou as a mountain god. which is a small-scale reality warper bound to a small area.

Yang Chang’an transmigrated into the Douluo Continent. He was originally born into the Breaking Clan, a subsidiary branch of the Clear Sky Sect, but due to an unexpected twist of fate, he was raised within the Spirit Hall instead. From a timid child, living in constant caution as if treading on thin ice, he gradually grew into a peerless heaven-defying prodigy who suppressed his entire era and stood unrivaled across the world. (The story features suppression of Tang San and Yu Xiaogang, multiple female leads, and no excessive harem elements. The author has a completed work of over one million words, quality guaranteed.)

Naruto is expelled from Konoha, but manages to escape and board a ship. Soon after, he is shipwrecked on Ember Island and is rescued by Azula. Three years later, Naruto is Azula's bodyguard while she hunts the Avatar, but has he seen the last of Konoha? ________________________________________________________________________ Happy New Year everyone!!!!! Sorry for being away for so long, I'm busy studying for my GED exams soon~ I'm eternally grateful for all of your donations and support, just know that all these donations are going towards paying my exams off. Thank you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Sorry to mention this is a translation not mine, and the cover is not mine patreon.com/JoyBoyTheSun

An ancient prophecy known amongst those in fire nation for generations, one made by the Gods. Two children bound by fate, one a warrior, the other a murderous fire nation princess. What happens when the two finally meet after 400 years in the making? will the reincarnated warrior change the heart of Azula? Or will she continue in her father's footsteps?

The moment I was carried back to the Worship Hall by Qian Daoliu and became the Second Young Lady of the Worship Hall, the era had already begun to change. Martial Spirit: Slaughter Angel, with innate full soul power. Tang Hao: Old man here just came out to stretch a bit, or else you youngsters would have forgotten me completely. Ye Xi: When you get old, find a good place to stay; otherwise, no one will bury you when you die. Tang San, this is no longer your era—it belongs to me, Ye Xi.

A boy named Shinra Kusakabe and his journey to become a hero. He is not a reincarnate and does not know the plot; he is just a normal person from his world. This is not a translation, and all rights are reserved to Horikoshi.

The moment I was carried back to the Worship Hall by Qian Daoliu and became the second lady of the Worship Hall, this era had already changed. Martial Soul: Killing Angel, innate full soul power. Tang Hao: I have to move around when I am old, otherwise you little guys will forget about me. Ye Xi: When you are old, find a place to stay well, otherwise no one will collect your body when you die. Tang San, this is no longer your era, but my era, Ye Xi's.

He crossed the borderland and found himself reborn in a golden age that was never meant to be his. In the celestial capital of Farum Azula, suspended between earth and sky, a young demigod awakens with no memory of how he came to be. The Dragon King claims him as his only son, a child of dragon and god alike, and names him Lucia Sanx. But there is no warmth in the proclamation. Only purpose. This is the era before the shattering. The Elden Ring still reigns whole and unbroken. Yet beneath the glittering surface of prosperity, cracks are forming. The Goddess of Rot stirs in her garden. A new king plots against the old order. And in the depths of the capital, legends are still just children Morgott wielding his sword with untested fervor, Malenia and Maliketh unaware of the fates that will consume them. Lucia Sanx has been brought into this world as a hostage. A symbol. A piece on a board where gods and demigods move without mercy. Caught in the vortex of Rodel's unfathomable depths, he must navigate a world of divine conflict and hidden agendas. In this turbulent golden age, his very existence becomes a paradox: will he be the horn of dawn that heralds a new era, or the death knell that tolls the end of all things? Perhaps he will be both...

Flora Bloom, who was betrayed and killed by her boyfriend in her past life, is reborn with a peerless spatial dimension back to the time before the crisis, hoarding food, raising a child, and tearing apart scumbag men and manipulative women. Originally, she just wanted to raise a child and low-key fight zombies and level up together with her family. But she discovered that she was unexpectedly falling step by step into a tender trap meticulously designed by a certain sly and scheming man. Flora Bloom looked at the vast space within her sea of consciousness; it had a farmhouse courtyard, fields, and a Spirit River, but it just lacked a bit of vitality. So, a fat, sky-flying mantis? Collect! A rare little white tiger that can discharge electricity? Collect! A behemoth spirit crocodile with its young? Collect! As long as it's alive and edible, collect, collect, collect them all! Endless scumbags and vile women, a shameless and deeply scheming leader, all wanting to use her to attack zombies and obtain more Crystal Cores for their own gain? Your shameless, worthless life? Hand it over.