faith and buffy fanfiction

When Lucian Carter crosses into the Supreme Plane, he awakens the Infinite Amplification System—a divine mechanism capable of enhancing anything a hundredfold… or even infinitely more. His first step to godhood? Open his own Divine Realm and recruit believers to fuel his ascent. There’s just one problem—where is he supposed to find worshippers in a world of gods? That’s when an invitation appears. [Ten Thousand Realms Chat Group: New Member Joined] Suddenly, Lucian finds himself in a mysterious multiversal chat group with users from across infinite realities: A rum-soaked Pirate Lord looking for adventure. A flirty Sword Spirit with a sharp tongue (and a sharper blade). A fanatical Ninja Scientist obsessed with human experimentation. And even a warlord prince typing mid-battle. They come from different worlds, different rules, and different agendas—but all are now linked to a single, rising divinity. As Lucian’s name spreads across realms, his followers grow, and so too does his power. But not all gods welcome a new rival. The game has begun. Faith is currency. And Lucian intends to collect it all.

Kara has a four year old daughter, and only recently has met Lena Luthor. Lena and Kara are not quite friends yet, more so acquittances. Kara's daughter, Alura Danvers, becomes ill, and no one can figure out what is wrong with her. This is when Kara takes a risk and asks Lena to help save her daughter. Lena accepts and soon grows attached to Alura, as well as her mother.

Around 20 years before Naruto's birth. Uzushiogakure is already doomed. The Uzumaki elders discover an ancient forbidden Fuinjutsu. Unlike Edo Tensei... Unlike Shinigami summoning... It attempts to summon a true god from another reality. The ritual has only one condition. "Summon the nearest soul possessing divine compatibility." Instead... An ordinary Earth boy gets summoned.

This is the story of Miriam, a devout Andrastian, and Cullen, a young man aspiring to become a Templar. Both share a burning desire to serve the Maker—Miriam through spreading His light and Cullen by safeguarding Thedas from the dangers of magic. However, their paths, once intertwined in childhood, lead them into a world where their faith is tested, their dreams are shattered, and their love turns into a dangerous obsession. As they struggle against the corrupting influence of power, their journey becomes a tale of zealotry, twisted love, and the consequences of their choices.

Before the old ones came to power there were whispers of a being so powerful that it brought all deities fear just with the mention of its name. Known to be the first being to come into being the Titan was feared by all. His very name calls his attention to the speaker. The last old one to leave this world was said to have spoken his name and fled hoping to call him down upon humanity in one final act of revenge. The old one was never heard from again.......

The cover was expensive but it turned out great, well, I like it, tough luck if you don't. A normal boy like any other is sent to another world while sleeping in his room, now he has to go through several problems such as loneliness, the pain of being away from his family, lack of money and possible madness?

UA plot, Naruto is the main mc Not a SI or transmigration fic, Just an alternative universe, with my own spice Jounin actually mean shit here. Kage level are genuine monster to normal people. Jashin is a real thing, the whole UA because of this mf Some cool fights and world building, Jutsu will actually make sense Neji certainly wont end up penetrated by the world here. No harem (at least nothing too obvious if any caractere got one ) More dept to chakra and chakra techniques Read if if you got a fetish for some hot blooded fighting and epic shit This here is a what if story. Made after watching Asuma dying to Hidan, i asked myself how would the world look with Jashin having more presence in it. This is a story where chaos and intrigues never end,with long arcs. Disclamer : I dont now own naruto or anything related to it that belong to their respective owner, only Oc would belong to me. I dont own the Book Picture. if you like the work you can support me on ko-f* you can find me on k*fi /lightofcertainity/

Roan Holt made one bad deal with something that predated the Slayer line, the Watcher's Council, and every classification system currently running on the Hellmouth. What he got was not a gift — it was a consequence. Soul-bonded modifications with no entry in any Watcher's archive, abilities that emerged because his body had to adapt to what now lives inside it, and a prophetic blank that makes every oracle in the known cosmological order miss him entirely. He is the hardest thing in Sunnydale to kill that no one has thought to look for. Faith is spiraling. Kendra's death is coming. The Angel soul question sits like a wrongly-witnessed contract. He knows the ledger of his non-interventions better than anyone. The Council's anomaly specialist is on the way — and Roan Holt is exactly the kind of problem their procedures were never designed to handle.

Cole moves to Sunnydale a week before a sixteen-year-old transfer named Buffy Summers walks into the library. The dashboard only he can see logs the town like a battlefield: Adaptation Engine ticking up resistances every time something tries to kill him, Resonance Leech surging when he stands inside three meters of a Slayer or a Hellmouth or the wrong kind of demon. The Aegis Bonds list five names he has bled to keep alive — his mother, his younger brother, the classmate he saved on day one, Buffy, and the witch named Amy whose mother body-swapped her in chapter twelve. He intervenes early, badly, often, and the system promises that if anything kills him he reconstitutes twenty-four hours later on the nearest safe ground, minus most of what he had earned. Spike calls him the shiny boy. Drusilla wants to keep him. A demon collector called the Cartographer is filing his entry in a catalog older than the Watchers Council. Cole has already died once. The second one is going to cost more.

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?"