atlantis pythagoras and icarus fanfic

The unbearable stench of filth, ubiquitous garbage that seemed to be everywhere, omnipresent cockroaches, countless neon lights from advertising billboards, and people... So many people, as if they had stepped out of fantastical books about the near future where high-tech implants had long become a pleasant norm for humanity. And amidst all this madness, there I was... A small eight-year-old child, who, barely awakening under the corpse of a woman unknown to me, was forced to fight for my place under the sun from the very first second of my new life. --------------------------------------------------------------- PATREON LINK: https://www.patreon.com/amattsu

On a clear morning in the reign of King Viserys I Targaryen, the Kingdom of Atlantis — its cities, fleets, magic, and six thousand years of history — is torn from one world and grafted whole into the seas of Westeros and Essos. King Arthur Curry, nine years into a hard-won reign, has no idea what has happened to his kingdom, only that the currents are wrong, the stars are wrong, and something the size of a warship flies on wings of gold above open water where no sky should be. Above the surface, the lords of Westeros know nothing yet — but that ignorance will not last three days. A Velaryon patrol ship out of Driftmark is the first to sight an impossible vessel cutting through the Gullet, faster and stranger than anything in Corlys Velaryon's considerable experience of the world's oceans. Word reaches King's Landing within the week, and the Small Council of King Viserys I splinters immediately into camps: those who see omen and threat, those who see opportunity, and one Hand of the King, Otto Hightower, who sees a chance to reshape the succession politics of the realm entirely. Atlantis, meanwhile, moves with the discipline of a kingdom that has survived worse surprises than this. Arthur Curry does not send armies. He sends scholars, scouts, and — when the moment demands it — an embassy, testing the temperature of these new waters exactly as Corwin, his loremaster, advises: slowly, and with a blade sheathed but not far from hand. What follows is the uneasy, halting dance of two civilizations that have never needed each other's permission to exist — a Westerosi court built on dragons, blood, and inheritance meeting an Atlantean crown built on trident-law, tide-magic, and a king who has spent his whole life being underestimated. Neither side yet knows if the other is a miracle, a threat, or the beginning of the end of the world they understood.

Shun is an unusual person with a highly inquisitive nature; once he became curious, he may go to whatever extent was necessary to obtain the information he desired. Somehow, he ended up in the One Punch Man universe, where a city can disappear at any time. From the look of it, this world doesn't seem like the One Punch Man world he knows. How will he cope in this dangerous world ----- Something I began to write in hobby... and also promote the slightly serious'er' one

Sector 99 isn’t the best. Tommy knows that. But it’s home. As a growing, unnamed vigilante with his best friends by his side, it feels as if nothing could go wrong. That is, until he manages to gain just too much attention. There, he is thrown into a spiral of heroes, villains, pain and family. The life he once knew would soon be turned upside down… ————— Or Tommy, Tubbo and Ranboo jump into the hero business having no idea that they would catch the attention of the SBI.

What if you could write Atlantis into existence — and the world believed you? Armed with a reality-bending notebook and a new identity, Arthur dives headfirst into the MCU to build a myth, rewrite fate, and maybe survive his own lies. Atlantis isn’t lost. It just hasn’t been written yet. (This is not a translation, but my own work.) Obviously I don't own marvel, tomb raider and everything else except my own creativity and my own original character.

The 432nd day begins. Atlantis remembers. In a city built on resonance, time loops and memory fractures reveal echoes of forgotten civilizations. Zairos, trapped in the 433rd crystal cycle, records his days in a world shaped by ritual and sound. A sci-fantasy diary unfolding through ancient systems, myth, and light. Join the journey through forgotten memories, mystical energies, and a world on the brink of transformation. Dive into the secrets of Atlantis — the first chapter is free to read! Enjoy the story? Dive deeper with the Atlantis Echoes soundtrack by Sunağme Harmony on YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@SunağmeHarmony

A man from 21st century London had died in his apartment, during a peaceful sleep. He felt unaccomplished with his previous life due to an uncaring government, dead-end job, no common social life or family to directly communicate with. He tried to reach out, he saw so much potential for the world he lived in, yet it was only provided to so few. So when he called to the void (That is Discord), his soul was caught by a being of unknown name. Which randomly selected a world and his 'features' to reincarnate into without listening to his ramblings. Now reborn in 1860 as Lyle Tyberius Rourke with a hyper-adaptive and 'self-acting body', he will learn that: - The greater the influence to the world he is in will lead to an increase of his strength, and the more he learns or already has understood topics. 'His body could do the necessary actions to complete it.' Sounding vague but promising, he is thrust into a world that he will do his best to alter for the better.

The legacy of an insane genius, an AI’s broken heart, and a decade of mistakes, which should have rent more than one galaxy apart, all combine in an attempt to rewrite the future. The result is one impossible variable. John Sheppard. John Sheppard takes one look at a mission held together by duck tape, optimism, assumptions, and enough bureaucratic stupidity to doom an entire galaxy. Armed with little more than common sense, stubborn determination, and a complete inability to ignore obvious problems, Sheppard begins changing everything. But changing the future comes with consequences. Old enemies awaken, new allies emerge, and Ancient secrets long buried beneath Atlantis begin to stir. And somewhere in the darkness, beings that once cowed the Ancients blink awake as time shifts under them. The future has begun to be rewritten, and now they must all try to survive the consequences.

Marcus King was a nobody, a fat nerd who got lucky enough to survive the initial fallout of the world, but when he is suddenly infected, death greets him swiftly. Given a second chance in the world of My Hero Academia, he will make himself worth something, or at least try. The timid, antisocial, narcissistic old Marcus will be gone. Souta Sasaki is now his name, and with supportive parents, friends he can count on, and even the possibility of finally getting a girlfriend, he has hope to achieve his dreams. No matter if a century old villain, a psychopath who can decay anything, bioengineered creatures made of nightmares, a germaphobe who wants to rid the world of Quirks, or even if a false God decide to stand in his way; he will be a hero no matter what. Also, with the power similar to The Gamer, it just might be possible. . . . . . [!Warning! MC is a good guy and will be a hero, no harem ] I own nothing except my main character. P.S. the title has meaning so it won't be changing.

Yunyun is reincarnated into a post-apocalyptic novel with a powerful female protagonist. Unfortunately, she isn’t the heroine. She’s just a minor cannon fodder character… destined to die early. But after awakening memories of the novel, Yunyun accidentally reveals the future through her thoughts— [Mommy, boohoo… your scumbag husband has been cheating on you for years and even has a child with another woman. In the end, they’ll join forces to cripple and torture you to death!] [Uncle, you’ll be betrayed by an ungrateful subordinate and driven out of your own luxurious home, left to freeze to death in the snow!] [Grandpa… Grandma…] In the original story, only her young aunt—the novel’s female lead—survives to the very end, killing her enemies with her own hands… only to live on as something neither fully human nor a ghost. Before they can recover from learning their fates, another thought leaks out— [Sigh, the apocalypse is coming soon. As a three-year-old cannon fodder, can I go offline early? I don't want to suffer through the end of the world…] Looking at the little milk dumpling in their arms, pretending to be silly just so she can laze around… What else can the Bai family do but spoil her? They hoard supplies, renovate and fortify their home, and prepare in advance for the coming apocalypse. Meanwhile, little Yunyun follows her protagonist aunt, accidentally kicking off the base-building plot and helping create a super base where food and clothing are abundant, even in the apocalypse. Step by step, the Bai family rises to power. In the end, Yunyun is dumbfounded: [Wait… wasn't I supposed to be cannon fodder?! Why does this feel like a "pampered lucky baby" story?!] The Bai family: Their little Yunyun is, indeed, their precious lucky baby.