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“They all thought the voices in my head meant I was broken—until the whispers started predicting deaths.” He was called insane for hearing whispers no one else could hear. Until the voices started naming people… and they began to die. There is no screen. No stats. No system like the others. Only whispers—guiding him, warning him… and sometimes commanding him. The more he listens, the stronger he becomes. But every whisper comes with a price. And the scariest part? The voices might not be trying to help him at all.

Discord Link: https://discord.gg/U379nE3D. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- When Hazel Ludicrous gets reincarnated as the twin sister to one Mason Hewitt, one would think she'd be a side character. Unfortunately, her family isn't as weak as depicted in the show and the Teen Wolf universe as a whole is so much more dangerous and deadly in real life. If Hazel Hewitt wishes to survive this world she's only seen through television, she'll have to become stronger than she thinks is possible. And, with her power set, one would think she has the potential. Watch as Hazel outwit schemers, protect her friends and family and prevent key tragedies such as the Hale House Fire, the Beast's return and, most importantly, the end of the 5 lives of those she's found herself helplessly attracted to, and, while at least 3 of them originally meets an untimely demise in the show, she has no intentions of letting that pan out in real life... In this world, anyway. Yet something old is stirring in the depths of Beacon Hills, something that has made the world even more deadly than it ever could have been. To make matters worse, the Hewitts seem to be smack in the middle of supernatural affairs. She'll need to empower her kin and her allies and protect her world --- From threats within and without. To protect her family and those she holds dear, Hazel may have to resort to unspeakable actions with deadly consequences, but she is nothing if not determined to protect her own. With an unbreakable will and powers she has yet to find the limits of, Hazel may just succeed... Or die trying. ------------ WARNING: Updates are slow. I work 2 jobs and attend university, so I don't have much free time. That said, I have NOT abandoned this story.

A man in his early twenties is reincarnated as Scott McCall with a white Morgan freeman stupidly giving him ten minutes to make any wishes and they’ll be granted after saying all his wishes it’s left the god furious to the point of suicide. Note:this is my first fanfic so please support me 20 power stones for one bonus chapter and so on 2 -3 chapters per week

Neva and Rhett—two young souls—find their heartstrings woven in love. But just as passion and peace begin to bloom, fate intervenes. Bleak, haunting circumstances scatter blades across their romance, threatening to tear them apart. Ishmael—a man with a heart of thorns—yearns to mend the wound of losing Neva. And in the end, rays of love and joy filter through the clouds of horror that darken his world—as Neva appears before him once more. Twisted fate entangles them all, revealing the Game of Sphere, as misery scorches their souls. A concealed life beyond turns its pages—one after another—gathering sin and virtue, tragedy and fortune, strength and frailty, creation, love... and hate. Illusion is where we live—in the garden of Eden before the fall of man. Illusion is serenity—an evermore sanguine of love. The vision of paradise in the New Earth sows hope deep in the soul. The delusory pleasures of this world ignite the flames that burn in oceans of fire. Illusive Eden is rapture. Illusive Eden is tragedy. The fall of man—even now bleeds red. The whisper whirls the dawn of a man—he who pretends to be the hero. --- The girl who once vowed to be his forever Now forbids him to ever appear. She refuses to recognize him, Disregarding all he ever was. He vows to protect her. Yet he is the terrifying truth she prays is a lie. He trips her, rips her apart— He's the living tragedy looming over her life. He once was her Elayne, now her hiraeth. He is the villain—pretending to be the hero. --- The Lord is the way— Steady through the wilderness. The King is the truth— Burning through the lies. The Father is the life— Breathing spirit into dust. She kneels before the Ruler, The God who shaped galaxies— He has called her a poet. Her tongue shall be anointed. Her poetry shall be the rivers of His word. She will scatter seeds in broken fields, And He will send the sun. He will send the rain. He will draw the roots down deep. He yields to the Ruler, The God of blazing holiness— He has called him a soldier. His fists shall be unclenched. The sword of the Spirit rests in his grip. He will shield the sower of the seeds, As storms rise against the harvest. His strength will be not his own, But drawn from the marrow of grace. This faith shall shake the mountains, For He has conquered the filth of the flesh. This flame will cleanse the shadows. For He has defeated the darkness. This love shall live on for eternity, For He has overcome the mortal world.

Ash Raven lives in a world under constant threat from the Kraegan. A malevolent force banished from Hell after a failed attempt to conquer it, and Satan. Humanity is given a chance to fight back when powers once thought of in books and video games come to life, giving them the edge in the war, dubbing themselves Revhounds. Ash, however, is a low level and is subject to unfair harassment by his peers due to a false report on his older brother. After a bad day, he finds a little girl about to be attacked by a Kraegan, but doesn’t remember the rest of the night after the encounter, only waking to see a scar around his neck and a new look. His biggest surprise is that he’s been granted a system, which dubs him the next ‘Skullhunter’ and begins leveling him up through various tasks and missions along with killing Kraegans. Ash’s joy turns to dread when he learns what the system is really trying to do to him, that a bigger conspiracy awaits him, and that the system forced on him has a more sinister origin behind it. “It is better to burn out than fade away.” -Neil Young

─────⇌••⇋───── [Title | The Blue Sun: MHA] [NOTE: Not A Translation or MTL!!] ..... [Synopsis:] A boy from our world opens his eyes inside the burned, dying body of Dabi, just as the villain awakens from his coma. With the past he never lived weighing on him and the future he already knows, survival becomes his first challenge. ...and he gets a [Genetic Milestone System] ======== [GENETIC MILESTONE SYSTEM] | LIFE SPAN LEFT: 69 DAYS | THREE EVOLUTION PATHS: >[BREATH OF THE SUN] - 0/100% >[SUPER SOLDIER] - LOCKED (Requires Breath of the Sun 100%) >[ARACHNID GENOME] - LOCKED (Requires Super Soldier 100%) ======= From there he begins to rebuild what was once a self-destructive Quirk, turning pain, training, and evolution into power. Each milestone pushes his blue flames closer to perfection - and his fate further away from the tragedy tied to Endeavor and the Todoroki name. No longer the Dabi the world remembers, he must choose: follow the path of vengeance, abandon it, or rise as something entirely new. A new sun is about to burn - and it burns blue ======== Note: Obviously, the manga or the anime series -MHA- doesn't belong to me. This is purely fan-fiction of those amazing works. ======== Just a humble request. If you guys like to extend your support, drop by at my Patreon account. [email protected]/WrightBrothers …. I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad, Wattpad, and ScribbleHub. ─────⇌••⇋─────

As the master of all the breathing techniques in Demon Slayer, Kiro is known as the strongest swordsman in the Demon Slayer Corps in nearly a hundred years. Just after finally slaying Muzan Kibutsuji, he unexpectedly transmigrated to the world of One Piece, becoming a civilian about to be bombarded by warships during the Ohara incident. Fortunately, his cheat ability didn't disappear; it came with him to this world. Defeating powerful enemies earns points, which can be used to upgrade skill proficiency or deduce stronger skills. Facing dire straits, Kiro remains unfazed, grinning. "The Four Emperors, the Seven Warlords of the Sea? I wonder how many of my swords they can withstand!"... During the Marineford War, the roar of [Thunderbolt Flash - Thunder God] resounded across the sky, black and red lightning leveling Marineford, the Marine Headquarters. In the New World, the Marked Swordsman's figure is like a demon god, his longsword's flames tearing through the sky, clouds churning endlessly. On Egghead Island, the scorching sun's flames burn fiercely, a dazzling red sword finally annihilating all sins. ...Many years later. Mary Geoise, a sacred land that had stood for centuries, crumbled in the flames of war. Kiro, now the world's greatest swordsman, stood atop the heavens, facing a horde of terrified onlookers. "Are you insane?! How dare you slaughter the noble Celestial Dragons?!" "You're making an enemy of the entire world!" Kiro roared with laughter. "That wretched demon, impersonating a Celestial Dragon! As a former Demon Slayer, I can't stand idly by!" "And besides, there's something you've got wrong—" "It's not me making an enemy of the world, it's the world making an enemy of me!"

I’m an omega who is a top. I’ve never felt the need to be submissive— The idea of bending myself to take it never felt right. So I stayed alone, because every alpha wanted to soften me, quiet me, turn me into someone who isn’t me, to force me to submit and turn into a bottom. Then my father started dying, and I was bound to an enigma I didn’t ask for but couldn’t ignore. Sebastian doesn’t try to own me. He stands beside me. And somewhere between him and a masked (male) witch who sees right through every wall I built between myself and them, my life begins to unravel—and remake itself. “Please,” he says quietly, “let me help you get through your heat.” I meet his eyes and shake my head. “You can’t. You're an Enigma.” I say. “ And I’m a top.” ------

A world steeped in magic, grimoires, and terror. Days were filled with fleeting joy, nights haunted by dread. In an era when people could shield themselves from horrifying creatures with grimoires, how could a young orphan boy have guessed just how strange, tangled, and painful his future would be? Yet fate did not wait for him to be ready. It wound its threads around this boy, called Unwanted by all. But how safe are the threads of fate...

– THE AWAKENINGThe sound tore through the underground chamber like a violent storm trapped inside stone walls. Dust fell from the ceiling in soft grey clouds while the candles flickered wildly, their flames bending as if trying to escape the room.Morgan tightened her grip around the glowing crystal. The relic felt warm now—almost too warm. It pulsed slowly in her hand, like a living heartbeat.Rowan stood beside her, tense and alert, his eyes fixed on the staircase that led to the church above."It's reacting," Morgan said breathlessly.Her voice sounded smaller than she expected.Kofi stepped back toward one of the stone walls, carefully watching the relic."Of course it is," he said calmly. "She knows you have it."Another scream echoed above them.This one was closer.Much closer.A loud crash followed as something upstairs slammed violently into the doors. The sound of breaking wood echoed down through the staircase like thunder rolling underground.Morgan's stomach twisted."She's inside."The relic glowed brighter in response, bathing the room in a pale blue light.A strange humming sound began to fill the chamber. It started quietly, like a distant vibration, but slowly grew stronger.Morgan felt the energy move through her hand and up her arm.It felt like tiny sparks dancing under her skin."What is this thing doing to me?" she whispered.Kofi studied her carefully."It's recognizing your blood."Morgan turned sharply."My blood?""Yes," Kofi said. "The relic was created using two bloodlines. Erica's blood… and the blood of the family that betrayed her."Morgan stared at the crystal in disbelief."So, it's connected to me?""Very much so," Kofi replied.The humming grew louder.Suddenly—A violent crash came from the top of the staircase.Wood splintered loudly.The old door that protected the stairway burst inward.Something had broken through.Rowan immediately stepped in front of Morgan."Get behind me."Morgan shook her head."No."She stepped beside him instead.Another slow sound echoed down the staircase.Footsteps.Slow.Heavy.Each step echoed like a drumbeat against the stone walls.Morgan could hear her own breathing now.Even Kofi looked tense."She's stronger than I expected," he murmured.The footsteps stopped halfway down the staircase.Then Erica appeared.Her dark hood hung low over her face, soaked with dried blood. Long strands of wet hair clung to her shoulders. Beneath the hood, her pale glowing eyes watched them carefully.Morgan felt the temperature drop instantly.Her breath turned to mist.The relic vibrated violently in her hand.Erica tilted her head slowly."You… carry their blood."Her voice sounded broken, like something old and damaged.Morgan swallowed."I didn't do anything to you."Erica took another slow step forward."But your family did."The room trembled again.Morgan felt anger slowly replacing her fear."That wasn't me."Erica stopped walking.Her glowing eyes focused directly on Morgan."But you are the last of them."The relic pulsed again.Suddenly Morgan felt something inside her mind shift.Images flashed before her eyes.Torches burning in the dark.People chanting.A woman screaming on a stone altar.Fire rising around her.Morgan gasped and stumbled backward."What's happening to me?"Kofi stepped closer."The relic is showing you the truth."Morgan saw Erica again in the vision.Alive.Terrified.Surrounded.Morgan watched as flames engulfed her.The screams felt painfully real.Morgan collapsed to her knees.Rowan rushed to her side."Morgan!"Morgan looked up slowly, shaking."They killed her…"Erica watched silently."They burned her alive," Morgan whispered."Yes," Erica said softly."And your family held the torches."The candles flickered violently and then began going out one by one.Darkness slowly swallowed the chamber.Rowan helped Morgan stand again."What do you want from her?" he demanded.Erica's head slowly turned toward him.Her eyes narrowed."You already know the answer."Rowan froze.Morgan looked at him."What does she mean?"Rowan hesitated.Kofi

"I don't open paths for satisfaction. I open them for movement." Sorine was sixteen when the tsunami took her mother. She realized her Shugiin in the debris, the absolute belief that a way through existed even when she couldn't see it. She has been opening paths ever since. For others. For the trapped, the lost, the ones who need to believe in reachability. She has never found what she is looking for. She has learned that this is survival—that the path must remain open, that the destination must remain unpossessed. Then she meets Vey, the one who leaves, and understands that some gates are made to remain closed. That the threshold is more powerful than the passage. That she has been preparing, without knowing it, to refuse the satisfaction that would end her searching. The question is whether preparation is destiny. Whether cultivation can be resisted by those who have been made for it. Whether two people who cannot hold each other can still choose to remain.

Into the World of Shinobi , Carrying the regrets and Expectation of both Souls See how Uzumaki Naruto brings the Changes By Signing in

The familiar thin figure standing at the door of the house. He wore a yellow and black checkered haori and his dark red hair was tied into a high ponytail, which was unusual. His hands holding a katana he had never seen before. That was the sight that greet Tanjiro coming home. His father, Kamado Tanjuro. Facing a man, whom Tanjiro had never seen before, wearing a black suit and small top hat. The black-suited man has a look of horror on his face. As if he had seen a Demon. --- --- --- Disclaimer: Demon Slayer is not mine. This fanfic is a translation. Enjoy Reading! Read up to 20 more chapter in my pa-treon! pa-treon.com/Siamus404 , just erase the hyphen. 

Crimson Ash plunges readers into a world where power and ambition are as dangerous as the shadows that haunt them. Amid political turmoil and forbidden secrets, a young woman must navigate betrayal, desire, and the fine line between vengeance and justice. As loyalties fracture and hidden agendas surface, every choice could ignite a war or consume her entirely. In the end, survival demands more than strength—it demands embracing the darkness within.

Light Yagami died on a warehouse floor, defeated, bleeding, and utterly certain the world would fall back into filth without him. He was right. Just not about which world. Reborn in the body of a Marine Captain in the South Blue, armed with a power that bends the physical world to his will and a panel that shows him the magnitude of a person's good deeds and bad deeds in life- their life's Karma, Light Yagami resumes his work. The God of the New World has transmigrated. God help the New World. --------------- DAILY UPDATES! What to expect: -2+ chapter a day -1k+ words per chapter -No Harem -Earned power growth, not OP. -Light Yagami.

The wind started calling his name. Amir Navarro thought it was nothing—just another quiet night in Ilocos… until the whispers answered back. When an ancient spirit—an Anito—awakens within him, Amir is thrust into a hidden world spread across the Philippine archipelago, where myths are real and monsters walk among the living. Aswang hunt in the dark. Warriors are awakening across the islands. And something far more dangerous has already begun moving. Armed with the ancient martial art of his ancestors, Amir must fight, grow stronger, and survive in a world where power decides everything. Because he is not the only one who has awakened. And some of them… are already hunting.

Elise von Aurelian, the arrogant, powerful noblewoman, was falsely accused of attempting to kill the prince’s fiancée and executed for a crime she didn’t commit. But death wasn’t the end. She wakes up in the body of Cara, a timid, plain high school girl in the modern world. With memories of her past life and powers long hidden. Elise must navigate school life, survive bullies, and reclaim the thrill of being unstoppable. New world. New rules. Same villainess… just a little more fun.

A small mistake in childhood… A lie that was never confessed… And a past that refused to stay buried. Rahul thought everything was over. But one night, near the same river, he heard a voice he could never forget. Supriya… the girl who disappeared years ago… has come back. Some mistakes don’t fade with time… they return.

In a world where humans can form supernatural contracts with mysterious beings, power is everything. Jeigan, a first-year university student, enters a society where making powerful deals determines one's fate. While others form contracts with strong entities, Jeigan can only make small deals with insignificant creatures like dogs, cats, and spiders. Because of this, he becomes the target of ridicule and mockery. But Jeigan carries a secret that no one knows. Hidden deep within him lies a forbidden soul — a power that could change the balance between humans, devils, and the unseen world forever. As dangerous deals, powerful enemies, and dark truths begin to surface, Jeigan’s ordinary life slowly turns into something far more terrifying. One day, the boy everyone mocked may become the most feared existence in the world. The story of the Innocent Devil has only just begun.

Stark Industries’ true majority owner is a man who never seems to age. He’s been there since Howard Stark, returning each generation as the heir. A modern man wakes up in the MCU as Raizel, The Noblesse.