thanos snap

Marcus Grant was a special child. Anything he wanted, he could have with a snap of his fingers. But life like that gets boring. He snapped away comfort, and his power, and thrust himself into a new world. One with new people to meet, new things to do, and new challenges to conquer. If you enjoy, be sure to drop some stones! You can contact me here: Discord: Stormzz#4473 My other work (WSA): https://www.webnovel.com/book/system-of-legends-i-will-lead-them-all!_23117959906254205

A teenage boy is involved in a life changing accident wherein a whole new world becomes open to him. What will he encounter while the very fabric of reality hangs in the balance?

This story follows Reine, a warrior trapped in a death loop within a high-fantasy setting. By utilizing a "Grit" mechanic and a unique mana system, the protagonist must bridge the gap between his low rank and the God-like entities pursuing him. The narrative explores themes of trauma-based learning and the optimization of combat logic, transitioning from a standard martial arts focus to a hybrid magical-warrior system

The wind up here is a bastard. A cold, thirty-thousand-foot bastard that bites through the silk robes they stuffed him in. Yacumechi Taxaka stands in the center of the floating arena. A speck of dirt on polished marble. Fifty thousand pairs of eyes drilling into him from levitating stands. He hates the silence most of all. [Yeah. Just stare. Get a good look at the freak. I know what you're all waiting for.] The Monolith of Truth looms before him. Ten meters of crystalline bullshit. It's supposed to glow. Blue for average. Gold for elite. White for a God-Child, if the old legends are true. His father, the great General Taxaka, sits in the Royal Box. Won't even look at him. Rigid jaw. Chest covered in medals. Waiting for the moment he can finally justify the disappointment. A High Examiner steps forward. Scroll in hand. Voice booming across the arena. "Yacumechi Taxaka. House Taxaka. You will place your palm upon the Monolith." Yacumechi doesn't move. Sweat rolls down the Examiner's temple. "Boy. Now." "Or what?" Small voice. A ten-year-old's voice. But it cuts through the wind like a blade. "You gonna send me back to the compound early? Skip the part where you all pretend to be shocked?" Gasps. A few nobles snicker. The Emperor, withered bastard in a gilded chair, leans forward. Just a fraction. Yacumechi sees it. "Place your hand on the pillar. Final warning." [Final warning. Right. Like they'd kill me. The General's "failed" heir? They need the show. They need to see the zero.] Yacumechi spits on the marble. Walks forward. He doesn't place his palm on the pillar. He punches it. The sound isn't a crack. It's a void. A split second where the world forgets how to make noise. Then the Monolith explodes. Not shattered. Not cracked. Exploded. Shockwave of raw force rips outward. Front row of noble mages, the ones who paid for the best seats, fly back like rag dolls. One hits a marble column with a wet, pulpy smack that echoes. White robe turning red. Ground fractures beneath his feet. Black cracks spiderweb fifty meters in every direction. The floating arena lurches. Drops three feet before the stabilizing runes scream to catch it. Yacumechi stands at the epicenter. Fist still extended. No dust. No scratches. He lowers his arm. Watches crystal shards rain down on screaming crowds. Turns to the Royal Box. His father is standing now. Pale. Mouth open. The Emperor grips his throne. Wood splintering under his fingers. "So." Yacumechi's voice cuts through the stunned silence. "Did we get a reading, or what?" A junior mage at a backup console looks up. Face the color of curdled milk. Voice cracking. "I-I-it… the scale doesn't… it doesn't have a… a fucking number for this." Yacumechi smiles. Not a kid's smile. A scar pulled tight. [Yeah. Now we're talking.]

“Protect those who are weak… Not everyone is gifted like you, my dear Kamiya…” Kamiya Touman, an ordinary young boy living in the suburbs of Kyoto, awakens the hidden talent of magic within himself in a desperate fight with death. After the fight, he was approached by the high-level magician, Shinra Hara, who recruited and enrolled him into the Private Academy of Morgana. There, he found new friends and would grow along with them, his goal to protect those who are weak given to him by his late parents. He is shown a whole new world... A world of magic and curses.

On the continent of Lynfeld, magic is not an uncommon thing. In fact, almost all the peoples of the land have at least a very minor grasp of magical talent. Therefore, it is not a question of if you have magical power, rather how much and how you use it. Most living beings must use chants and arrays in order to access their magical aptitude. However, there is an exception to these rules. On very rare occasions, a mage will be born that can use magic in a unique way, skipping all the steps normal people have to follow in order to use magic. These are known as gimmick mages. This is the story of the journey of a young boy named Ajax, as he fights the inequality of a medieval society, beasts only imagined in fantasies, and the discrimination of his mixed blood and magical heritage using a gimmick of his own, the ability to use magic by simply snapping his fingers.

**** I DO NOT OWN THE AVENGERS MARVEL STUDIO CHARACTER, THIS IS MY OWN STORY. MY IDEA. IT WILL NOT FOLLOW THE COMICS NOR MOVIES, this is my own story and I will tell it (:***** Hope you enjoy***** Thanos as well all know is a mad titan who conquers all planets, he destroys those who do not follow he takes planets so he may rule, start peace. He had a vision to wipe out all planets so that he may rule over many. This takes place when Thanos is trying to collect the infinity stones as well as before he started planning to do so... Before he met the most beautiful woman in the galaxy... a Sorceress who can see parts of the future or past through visions or a touch of a hand. She can also heal herself & others. She... was his red Rose... as Thanos planned to conquer yet another planet he thought to stop at a planet named Veronia, half the planet was destroyed turned to dust while his followers gathered people to take back with him wether its to be another follower in his army or be a slave or a worker without a choice... his people divided the Veronians to those who will follow and to those who refuse to give in to the mad titan, one men brought forth a woman. Thanos was face to face with the Queen of Veronia.. her hips sway as she walks clearly upset but she was being dragged by his men to come forth to the mad titan.. the man let go of her and she stood at 5'5 still much shorter than the one she suspects to be their leader. She had long jet black hair that went to her waist, curves on her sides, eyes as blue as the sea, tan skin soft as silk. She wore a two piece outfit in the color red, with gems and ruby's outlining her outfit along with outlining her curves and breast. She wore a head piece with a gem that was pink and red in the center of her forehead. Will Thanos fall for the Sorceress? Will he kill her & her people? Will he use her then kill her? Will she love him in return? Will he win against the Avengers? Will the Avengers win? Find out & read on

"I am Feng Tianlei. The woman I loved abandoned me for a flashy B-rank Hunter—said I was too weak, too ordinary. Just a burden." But something changed. On the night she walked away, when I hit rock bottom, something deep inside me stirred— And awakened. Not a flashy power. Not brute strength. But something far more terrifying. Something that doesn’t belong in the ranks of mortals. Now, I see the world differently. And the world? It’s about to see me differently too.

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?"