Echoes of Errors (Soul land fanfic)

Year 1515 of the Sea Circle Calendar, at Thriller Bark. Luke looked at Gecko Moria, who was killed by him, and the Shadow-Shadow Fruit that regenerated next to him. Then he fell into deep thought... A shadow king who made the sea tremble was born! As the Shadow-Shadow Fruit user, it makes sense for him to rely on his imagination to fight, right? Robin: "It can stretch and retract freely; Luke is so powerful!" Hancock: "Too big; I can't bear it anymore!" Luffy: "Damn it, who's Nika? Why can you copy my skills?" Luke: "Straw Hat Boy, my painting style is better than yours!"

Julio was once the reputable consigliere to Don Picasso, a mafia lord who had taken him in from the streets and treated him like a son. However nothing could have prepared him for the sudden murder of his master and then himself by the old man's only son, Pedro Picasso. During his final moments, Julio decided to take a leap of faith and make a prayer, only the prayer was made to the devil himself who was listening. A deal was made, torment and eventual ability to return to take revenge in exchange for his soul. Julio undergoes torture for years in hell and when he is finally released, he has a hell system to help him unleash hell itself on everyone including innocents.

Harry's Diary: 1991/6/23 – I traveled to another world and was adopted by a kind couple. They were way nicer than my aunt’s family! 1991/7/31 – I returned to my original world… and received a mysterious email. Oh my God—it was from a magic school! 1991/8/8 – I saved the world’s richest man, Tony Stark! 1991/9/9 – I met a mysterious man. He seemed… very weak? 1991/10/10 – The Supreme Sorcerer accepted me as a disciple. Thanks to the magic in my body, I don’t have to pay the same price others do! 1991/11/11 – I became the greatest wizard in history! … Years later, the Supreme Sorcerer, the Master of Chaos, the Third Dark Lord, the Most Powerful Wizard in History, Harry Potter, faced a horde of crazed reporters and calmly declared: “Thanos may be very weak, but he was right about one thing, the world needs a new order.” ------------------------------------------------------- [IGNORE] Harry Potter Marvel crossover magic wizards sorcerers Ancient One Doctor Strange Hogwarts multiverse MCU spellcasting Time Stone Gryffindor Avengers mystic arts magical battle wand sorcery dimension portal wizarding world Sorcerer Supreme fanfiction fantasy

Kenta Shibasaki was your average, hopelessly dumb high schooler — until he died in the world’s stupidest accident. Reborn in the desolate wasteland of Hueco Mundo as a hollow, his future looked grim… until a bizarre system appeared. This strange power grants him Evolution Points (EP) for doing the most ridiculous, idiotic things imaginable. From talking to rocks to challenging cacti to duels, Kenta’s absurd antics somehow make him stronger. Armed with nothing but sheer stupidity and an unbreakable will, Kenta sets his sights on the impossible: to evolve into a Vasto Lorde and survive this brutal world of monsters and madness. In a land where only the strong survive, one boneheaded fool might just rise to the top.

Yang Ming traveled to the Douluo World and got a lottery system for making memes. If he shouted out the classic lines of the characters in movies, TV series, novels, animations, and games, he could randomly get one of his abilities/items, and even summon the characters to appear! "Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west, don't bully the poor young man!" Congratulations to the host for saying Xiao Yan's classic lines and getting the Blue Lotus Earth Core Fire! "Do you want to dance too?" Congratulations to the host for saying Uchiha Madara's classic lines and getting the Samsara Eye! "Be my son!" Congratulations to the host for saying Whitebeard's classic lines and getting the Tremor-Tremor Fruit! Making memes is fun, and it's fun to keep making memes. As long as I make memes fast enough, no one can surpass me!

Samantha never expected to find magic in her hometown, let alone in a dimly lit bar on a rainy Tuesday night. Yet here she was, perched on a barstool at the Black Swan, her world about to tilt on its axis. The air thrummed with an otherworldly energy she couldn't quite place. Ethereal dancers moved like smoke across the floor, their bodies fluid and mesmerizing. As Samantha nursed her drink, she felt the weight of curious stares prickling her skin. That's when she saw him. Marcus. A name she didn't know yet, but one that would soon be etched into her very soul. Their eyes locked across the crowded room, and Samantha's breath caught in her throat. He moved with predatory grace, all lean muscle and barely restrained power. Their first interaction was as intoxicating as it was bewildering. One moment, he was her gallant protector, rescuing her from an overly aggressive drunk. The next, his eyes hardened to chips of ice as he snarled, "Stupid girl," before melting into the shadows. Samantha's mind reeled, but her body hummed with an excitement she couldn't explain. Little did she know, this encounter was merely the first step into a world beyond her wildest fantasies – a realm where vampires ruled the night and pain blurred exquisitely with pleasure. As she delved deeper into this hidden society, Samantha found herself drawn to the intoxicating blend of power, submission, and supernatural allure. The crack of a whip, the whisper of leather, the exquisite sting of fangs – each sensation pushed her boundaries and ignited desires she never knew existed. But with every ecstatic high came the sobering reality of danger. Vampire politics were as deadly as they were intricate, and Samantha soon realized she was a pawn in a game where the stakes were life, death, and eternal servitude. As she left the Black Swan that night, Samantha couldn't shake the feeling that she stood on the precipice of something life-changing. She had no idea how right she was, or how deeply she would fall into a passionate, dangerous dance with forces beyond her imagination. The real question was: in this world where pleasure and peril intertwined so intimately, would she emerge empowered... or lose herself completely?

Gawain woke up and found that he had traveled to the world of One Piece. After awakening the Helm of Destiny System, he relied on the efforts of his crew members to make rapid progress. "What?" "The crew members work twice as hard, and as the captain, I get ten times the profit?" "That's fine; as we all know, the Helm of Destiny is a good system, and I, Gawain, am also a good captain..."

##This is a rewrite of my previous book titled 'Marvel: Reborn in 20th Century India'.## Here is the actual synopsis of the story: After a tragic end to his life of ambition and regret, Aryan awakens in 1935 as a young prodigy with two lifetimes of memories—and an extraordinary system known as The Celestial Forge. With the power to reshape reality itself, he must navigate a world on the brink of revolution, balancing destiny, rebellion, and the weight of a second chance. Will he rise to reshape the future or be consumed by the power of creation? Note-This book contains political themes of India in 20th century. So anyone who doesn't like these types of novels, be warned before you read this.

He was never supposed to live. She was never supposed to feel. Mia was a ghost in the dark trained to kill and follow orders without questions. She had one mission; make Damon Walker, the secret son of Alan River--a mafia drug lord who ruled over the West-- die a slow and agonizing death. But the deeper she got, the harder it was to pull the trigger. He wasn't supposed to matter, but he did. Mia's emotions are compromised, her orders personal and someone else wants Damon dead before she can finish the job. Will she protect the man she was meant to kill? Or will they end up being burned for their love?

Who is best suited to care of the son of the strongest after his father is slain by evil? His mother? That would be the case—if she were still alive. His family? He has none. The government? No, they lack the strength to protect him from the same evil and the skill to train him. His father’s greatest nemesis? The only right answer.