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Marvel: Breezing Through History as an Eternal
I died, talked to One-Above-All, transmigrated, became an eternal, now I'm watching history unfolds with my own eyes, cool right? it's not like I'm going to accidentally change the course of history or anything, we're eternals after all, we can't interfere.... it's a really slow pace story about a human that lost his sense of humanity, trying to learn how it means to be alive again... don't expect instant romance and instant development, mc it quite an emo at first... he's still is to be honest lol. MC x Thena. not a harem. I don't own eternals, or marvel. English isn't my first language don't expect good story... probably won't be updated frequently... btw, i know i tagged it as marvel, but there isn't much marvel content in it to be honest... it's just an eternal breezing through history... like the title said. Also, the cover's not mine, it belongs to kibaek-lee, if you want me to take it down, just comment. I've posted this on Scribble hub too.
Marvel: Mr. President [COMPLETE]
Hector King, a man in his 50s, no family or friends to speak of, paralysed from the waist down due to a work-related accident. Now he lived alone with his pup Huskey. But one day, he mistakenly summoned Satan. "Ah, it's been a long time since I was summoned. You found my book? Good, what do you want? Riches? Women? Fame? Strength? Or perhaps, your legs? All at the discounted price of your... soul." Satan offered. Hector, however, didn't need any of that. And so, his answer even shocked Satan, making that smug look disappear. "I... I want you to be my friend." And from there, the friendship that would last eternity started, all at the price of Hector's soul. ... Year 2021, As a mortal, Hector died. But Satan decided to do something crazy, "F*CK IT! You're my best friend, I can't let you die. Hector, I am appointing you as Hell's Inquisitor, a position only under me." ... 1935, Earth Hector found himself in his old original physical body again, but he was now taller and buff. "I-I got a new last name? Hmm, it has a nice ring to it." He muttered. He was, from then on, Hector King Washington. "WOOF!" And the good boy Moony was also there, bigger, buffed and more beautiful. [A/N: MC is going to be a sweet badass old man.] _______________________ [TAGS - OLD MAN MC, OP, SLICE OF LIFE, WHOLESOME, ROMANCE, NO HAREM, ALTERNATE HISTORY, KINGDOM BUILDING] ____________________________ I do not own anything except the main character in this fanfiction. ____________________________ For advance chapters- www.patreon.com/misterimmortal Check out my other fics if you like this one by going into my profile. Thank You.
Immortal in Game of Thrones/ASOIAF: An Adventure
"So you're the kid they call Bran the builder? N-ice wall you're building there brat. BTW see what I did there?" a strange man chuckled as Bran Stark also known as Bran the Builder was instructing the Giants to carry blocks of ice. Follow along with our slightly crazy MC who was reborn thousands upon thousands of years before the canon story. As he explores the known, lesser known, and unknown parts of the GOT world/Planetos and its lore. I plan to use the inconsistent timeline for this fic so don't come at me if the story jumps from thousands of years forwards and backwards between different arcs. One arc he might be chilling in Sothoryos with the toad gods and next he might be teaching Lann the Clever tactics to take over Casterly Rock. Artwork by: Patrick Brown found on reddit
House of the Dragon: Baelon the Mighty
(This story will be depicted through either other points of view or the protagonist's Diary.) Disclaimer: I do not own any of George RR Martin's franchises, if I did Young Griff would be king by now. Follow the life and death of Baelon I Targaryen, Lord of the Seven Kingdoms. King of the Andals, the Roynar, and the First Men and Protector of the Realm, as he deals with treacherous kin, overreaching vassals, and grasping enemies. _________________________________________________________________ A.N : I had this idea for a while now, and no matter what I did it couldn't stop worming itself into my head, so I'm doing what I think is best, Write.
My Mother Told Me
MC known from my other novel, thanks to the joke of God Weles, is reborn in the times of the Vikings ... the Vikings series. Here, more than the previous novel, I will focus on beliefs, demons and Slavic traditions. The MC will have his powers and knowledge ... Of course, there will also be a lot of focus on the history ... Unfortunately, the creators of the series made some mistakes that I do not intend to correct ... like Rollo was not Ragnar's brother ... and Ivar, instead of being a cripple, could be impotent. If there are any reviews, let them be honest, it's a pity that someone would waste time on something that is not to their liking. MC is not a good man, he is a murderer, sadist, manipulator and womanizer. This novel has no safe spaces, so anyone who gets offended ... I don't give a shit. Chapters will appear not too often. The Commonwealth remains my main focus.
DxD: Brimstone
“Howl ye; for the day of the Lord is at hand; it shall come as a destruction from the Almighty. Therefore shall all hands be faint, and every man's heart shall melt: and they shall be afraid: pangs and sorrows shall take hold of them; they shall be in pain as a woman that travaileth: they shall be amazed one at another; their faces shall be as flames. Behold, this shall be the plague wherewith the Lord will smite all the people that wage war against Jerusalem: their flesh shall rot while they stand upon their feet, their eyes shall rot in their holes, and their tongues shall rot in their mouths. The day of the Lord cometh, cruel both with wrath and fierce anger, to lay the land desolate: and he shall destroy the sinners thereof out of it." - Isaiah 13:6-9 & Zechariah 14:12 ### This synopsis is meant to convey the fact that the MC is a religious hypocrite. My review contains the tags. Story’s premise: MC is a fanatical Exorcist in WW2-era DxD (not a reincarnator). This story might offend some people. If you're one of them, you should be able to tell by reading the first chapter. Dropping is fine, but things do change (paragraph below). The first few chapters aren’t representative of the story, writing, MC, etc. for the rest of this fic’s duration. Much less time is wasted on the stuff prevalent in the first couple of chapters later on (such as winding monologues), but it’s just how it is, from when my writing was worse and my MC less ‘mature’ (in a loose definition of the term). The MC develops and the writing improves, so take that as you will while reading. Update rate is once or twice a week. I do not own High School DxD or anything else mentioned. I only have my OCs and ideas. Discord: https://discord.gg/zjHc9cjgmy
Dread Our Wrath (ASOIAF SI)
A man from modern times awakens as the heir of a newly arisen house in one of the more backwater regions the Stormlands. It is approximately a decade and a half before the Conquest of Dorne under Daeron I Targaryen, and all the dragons have died out. What will he do to not only survive but thrive in a brutal realm like Westeros? With the changes he will slowly but surely bring, just how great will this Westeros diverge from the one he knew as a work of fiction? THIS IS NOT ORIGINAL. THIS IS JUST COPY PASTE. ORIGINAL : https://forums.spacebattles.com/threads/dread-our-wrath-asoiaf-si.870076/