bioshock dishonored fanfic

Andrew, a military veteran learnt he had done something that he promised himself not to. He loses his wife, daughter, his reputation and is sentenced to his death. He was betrayed by his own country that he had protected and believed in. His brother, comrade, Damon, had been the one who has conspired with his higher ups and destroyed his entire life. ************************************************* Andrew uttered in a cold breath, "Even if I die, I will come for you" ??? said, "And how are you going to do that Andrew?" His surroundings changed and he saw him, "Who are you?" "The Outsider" ************************************************* Will focus on MCU and some things from the comics. Chapter Length - 1000 to 2000 words. Updates - Random mostly 2 chapters a week. *************************************************

Naruto is broken by the Leaf village and runs away. Now years later the Leaf needs him to save them. But how can a cripple man be able to save them?

In a world of sidekicks desperate to prove themselves, one new “hero” couldn’t care less about saving the day. Codename Attano—mercenary, troublemaker, and certified asshole—was marked by the mysterious, otherworldly Outsider, gaining powers that bend space, shadow, and reality itself. While the rest of the Young Justice team is busy chasing glory and approval, Attano is busy doing what he does best: blinking through the battlefield, carving up cultists, looting weapons, and dropping bodies with a smile. Batman pays him, the team tolerates him, and villains quickly learn that stealth kill + dark humor = nightmare fuel. But the Outsider didn’t give Attano his powers just for fun—he watches from the Void, amused and intrigued, as Attano turns every mission into a bloody game.

Rapture…. Oh Rapture.. the city lost to the ocean. Most people believe it doesn’t exist or think it’s a mith But not me, I will find it My mother was obsessed with it to the point that she spent years of her life to find it With her research I tracked it to the North Atlantic Ocean As i land down at the bottom of the ocean I see a light in the distance. The light is followed by a low raspy grow… ———————————————————————— This will be my third book, hopefully it will be good. It’s based off what happened to the city of rapture after the events of bioshock 2 Now I must give you a warning Try not to drown~

bioshock fan-fic

The world believes the Outsider is a ghost of the past, silenced forever by Billie Lurk’s twin-bladed knife in the heart of the Void. They are wrong. In a cosmic joke orchestrated by the depths of the Void itself, the ancient entity has been cast into the most restrictive prison imaginable: the fleshy, demanding, and remarkably heavy body of an infant. Reborn as Elias Kaldwin, the miracle heir to Empress Emily Kaldwin and the visionary alchemist Julian Mercer, the former watcher of the stars now finds himself pinned beneath the weight of gravity and the stifling, overprotective affection of a mother who refuses to let him out of her sight. To the court of Dunwall, he is a silent, brilliant child and a "Mama’s boy," but behind his unblinking eyes lies a four-thousand-year-old mind that views human morality with cynical amusement and deep-seated irritation at the biological indignities of breastfeeding and afternoon naps. While he endures the mundane rituals of the royal nursery, Elias is far from idle. He watches with divine focus as his father, Julian, unknowingly crafts a revolutionary pneumatic arsenal—a silent air rifle destined to render the clumsy crossbows of the past obsolete. Elias secretly catalogs every blueprint and alchemical formula, intending to weaponize his father’s genius to protect the woman who unknowingly gave a god a second chance at life. He has become a silent guardian of the Kaldwin throne, using a recovering fraction of his power to spy through the eyes of ravens and manipulate the shadows of the palace to neutralize threats before they even reach the gates. Yet, his true gaze is fixed on a darker horizon, toward the remnants of the Whalers, the Brigmore Witches, and the cults that have long stained the Isles. Above all else, he waits for the day his mortal frame is strong enough to settle the ultimate debt. Billie Lurk took his throne in the Void and forced him into a life of royal silk and antiseptic, and Elias intends to repay that theft by dismantling her legacy and proving that killing a god was merely the start of a much more personal war.

The world of Rapture has fallen, but those who ventured through it haven't given up yet. What happens when someone wakes below the sea, with no memory, and only fear?

Waking up under bizarre circumstances, I live as I please. This is the story of how my new life began in the Dragon Ball Universe.

Fanfic based on the Marvel universe. The protagonist is a person who gets into a symbiote. The fanfic is primarily based on the 1994 animated series "Spider-Man," and any other sources are only used when beneficial to the author. Notes: By definition, the authors ignore the herds of all-powerful beings of interuniversal scale, conceived by the murky "genius" of illiterate, American comic book writers. The authors believe in the conservation of energy and other fundamental laws of physics and are unable to imagine how a certain fat, green man folds the spacetime continuum with his fist just because "Hulk smashes". For such things, we require a more substantial and elaborate justification. The same goes for the rest of the herd of creators and annihilators of universes, of which Marvel has spawned a wagonload and a little cart. Original- https://ficbook.net/readfic/1056797

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.