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Awakening Kryptonian Bloodline In Marvel.

No one knows where he came from. Not even he remembers it clearly. They called him Malrick. And fate? It dropped him straight into the Marvel Universe... as an infant. Alone. Powerless. Human. Until he was found by Howard Stark. Adopted into a world of ambition, innovation, and cold secrets, Malrick was raised in the shadow of brilliance. Beside Tony, he studied machines, physics, and human nature. But beneath it all, something inside him whispered… Something alien. Everything changed on his 18th birthday. When his cells ignited. His blood shimmered. And the Kryptonian Code inside him awakened. Strength. Flight. Heat vision. Invincibility. And more than that — his unique power to bend time, space, and dimensional laws. He wasn’t just a superhuman. He was an evolutionary apex, the beginning of something greater. From that moment, Malrick's journey truly began. He left behind the shadows of Stark Tower, and stepped into something much larger. A Multiverse without limits. — The T-Virus spread in Raccoon City? He burned it out with solar fire. — Voldemort rising in Britain? He crushed a Horcrux between his fingers. — Darkseid watching from the far end of time? Malrick looked back. — Cosmic Entities and Celestials? They noticed him now. Resident Evil. DC. Swallowed Star. Harry Potter. The Boys. Naruto. Name a world — he walks it. And with each step, he evolves. Absorbing power. Defying fate. Rewriting the laws of existence themselves. He’s not just a visitor to these worlds. He’s their reckoning. "I am Kryptonian. Reincarnator. Multiversal anomaly. I do not follow the legacy of gods or heroes… I forge my own.” One man. Infinite timelines. And a storm coming for every universe that ever dared to write him off. ********************************** Join our discord server Link: https://discord.gg/Mr8Q62CH Support us on patreon (+Gain access to chapters in advance) Link: patreon.com/Zphyr_ ********************************** Check out my other fanfictions, they're good. I promise.
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Danmachi - Is It Wrong to Wake Up as Myself in Orario?

Is It Wrong to Wake Up as Myself in Orario? A DanMachi fanfic DON'T READ IT IF YOU EXPECT HEAREM AND FUCKUNG SCENES ONLY. I was supposed to land in Japan. Economy seat. Window side. Educational trip on paper—maid cafés in my head. I’d even joked that if the DanMachi world were real, the Hostess of Fertility would put any café to shame. Mama Mia energy. No contest. Then the sky screamed. Metal buckled. Alarms howled. A flash—too bright, too wrong. Truck-kun? In the air? I laughed once, stupidly, and then— Ding. That should’ve been the end. I woke up on cold stone. No hospital. No wreckage. Just towering walls, morning light spilling down narrow streets, and a city breathing around me—vendors shouting, boots on cobblestone, the distant clang of bells. Orario. Not reincarnated. Not reborn. Me. Same thoughts. Same memories. Same hunger. A silver bell rang nearby. I turned—and there he was. Bell Cranel passed me at a run, white hair flashing, eyes bright with a courage that made my chest ache. The world moved around him, like it wanted him to succeed. An orphan on a scholarship back home. An extra here. Or so I thought. That night, a falna burned into my back like destiny deciding it had waited long enough. Strength answered when I reached. Luck followed when I moved. Floors fell. Monsters did not. Weeks later, whispers followed me through the streets of Orario. A nobody who climbed too fast. An outsider who survived too much. Bell ran ahead, chasing his dream. I followed— not to replace him, not to steal his encounters— but to live them. And if fate had dragged me here, then this time, I would answer it on my feet.
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