reacts to httyd

reincarnate in the world of how to train your dragon with a summon system to conquer all the world i don't own httyd,sparta, assassin or anything just the story

The Story begins after the events of HTTYD 2 movie. Zoya, the MC of this fanfic, was reincarnated as a young Night Fury. Follow her as she adapts to her new reality and faces adversity to find a place for herself in the complex dynamic of humans, dragons and everything in between. --- This is my first story on this platform and any overall that I publicated in any way, so do keep that in mind. I also write it most for myself so don't expect regular updates. Anyways, if you're staying, then have a nice read. --- Also this is not my original idea, but my take on a fanfic by Majo_Kuro_Akuma that has been dropped for around one year as I write this (title: Not so tamable). Therefore first chapters are quite similar. Book Cover by GoT-God from Pinterest

A boy and his dragon were found on a Dragon hunter ship and were rescued by Hiccup and the other riders. How will he adapt to new life on the edge and discover new tales

**No Harem** *Expect quirky refrences and quotes* First off, english is my first language and also i just wanna make it clear that i do not own any of the characters or intellectual property excluding my main mc. All rights remain with their creators. So no infringement intended. * Pretty much a game like system novel, non sentient though. * Our mc gets a expedited trip through the afterlife after a chance encounter with truck-kun. After coming too, he discovers that he has been transmigrated to planetos, with a kickass dragon summoning/architecture system. Everything has a price in westeros. What will he do? | Im willing to take input along the way | Enjoy

The RWBY girls Ruby,Weiss,Blake,And Clyde(Yang) React to pretty much everything and anything i can think of.

¿Qué pasaría si una sola decisión cambiara el destino de un joven jinete de dragón para siempre? Esa noche, Hipo no fue a la aldea a convencer a nadie. Montó a Chimuelo y se fue sin mirar atrás. No fue cobardía. Fue el primer acto de valentía de su vida. Sin el peso de su padre, sin el miedo al fracaso, sin las cadenas de la tradición, Hipo dejó de ser el inútil, la espina de pescado, el hijo que nunca dio la talla. Con el tiempo, los dragones marginados encontraron en él un líder. Y él encontró en ellos un propósito. Mientras tanto, en Berk, Estoico no comprende la huida de su hijo. Cree que los dragones lo secuestraron o lo corrompieron. Su dolor se transforma en odio. Odio más profundo hacia las bestias que le arrebataron a su heredero. Pero no sabe la verdad. No sabe que su hijo, el que llamaba inútil, ha cruzado los cielos, ha unido manadas enteras y ha reclamado un trono que ningún vikingo había osado imaginar. Hipo Horrendo Abadejo III ya no es la espina de pescado. Ahora es el Rey de los Dragones. Y desde las alturas, observa el mundo que dejó atrás... no con rencor, sino con la certeza de que, por primera vez, ha encontrado su lugar.

This is a world about magic, elements, and concepts. also with monsters that would want to conquer it. demons that would just want to watch the world burn. gods that would want to bring salvation to it (convert as many people as possible). humans that want to reclaim there crown at the top of the food chain. i pause the story if you want to know more go to the announcement chapter. got the pic from https://www.pinterest.com/pin/2040762315849883/ Also I probably won’t write on the weekends

Synopsis It is about the protagonist, Valeria Andrade, she with her friend Valentina Natera has an adventure taken from a dream !!! . . First they go to an art and drawing store, since Valeria loves to draw, and Valentina loves to color, but something happens, a person enters the store who buys the whole place, ¿!!! AND DO YOU WANT TO GIVE IT TO OUR PROTA? !!! , that's where our adventure begins.

When you're doing something Have you ever felt like you've done it before. Deja vu. And then you would think about it and then your mind will make you remember it as if you've dreamed about it. What if the dream is a figment memories of your own but from another dimension who shares the similar world like you with the same cycle. Good things can happen a lot. But disturbing Things can happen in dreams too such as Nightmares like falling, hanged, demons, etc. Dreams are not real is what we say when we have nightmares but at times seeing all the good things in the dream you would wish it was real. Ron did not wish for anything such as this but he got the chance to immerse himself in his dreams and for years he's been accomplishing feats which were impossible in reality. He lived with riches and power. he had built up an empire which had dominated all the surrounding kingdoms and other empire. Everyday after coming from work he would sleep and dream which was the only thing which would place a silly smile on his face but he would later sigh as this was only a dream and he would have to wake up and go back to being a common corporate slave. . Ron was going to his company on foot. This was his everyday path . Waiting at the side walk looking at the phone reading some web novel. The light went Red and the cars stopped. Ron took the zebra crossing. Crossing the Road with seven other people who were not related to each other walking calmly. Ron carried on reading the web novel. There was suddenly a havoc, people who were around Ron starting running while Ron was busy with his phone but he found it weird then looked his side ways but there was a image of a truck front which reflected in Ron dilated pupils. *Bam A speeding truck dashed Ron throeing his body forward. 'Is this it!?' Ron did not die yet he still had his consciouns but heaven did not truly wanted him to live. The same truck ran on top of him crushing his head and his stomach spewing his guts to the floor and blood splashed onto the glass panes of the nearby stores of bakery shop and coffee shop. .... Ron: I am still Alive. Ron confused as to what emotion he should show. . . . .

He doesn’t remember who he is. Only that he spent the last three and a half years in slavery — branded, broken, forgotten. His name is gone. All that remains is a nickname: Cain. A month ago, he escaped — carrying with him a sword that should never belong to any man. Now he wanders a world ruled by the Gods of Order, where each city lives by divine law, and every step beyond their will is punishable by death. His katana drinks fear. Every life it touches leaves a scar — not on the body, but on the soul. He’s searching for his past, not knowing who he was — and dreading who he might become.