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Thrown in a jail cell for those who broke quirk laws. That's where we find 14-year-old Peter Parker, having been arrested for vigilantism in Musutafu, Japan. It just so happened that a certain rabbit was sharing the cell he was in, and who knows? He might get a second shot at the whole hero thing.

"A story about how a father couldn't hold back in front of his son, specifically in front of Izuku Midoriya. Shrouded in a troubled childhood, he thought that life wouldn't give him a chance, but someone gives him the opportunity to realize his dream. Through the hardships of heroic work, seeing the lies around him and how people perceive him, Izuku Midoriya asks himself, 'Am I worthy of being called a hero?'" And I congratulate you This is your hero academia (I don't own my hero academia.All rights belongs to Horikoshi-sensei and studio Bones) This is story with a Venom The story will feature many elements taken from the game Web of Shadows, but they are seamlessly integrated into the narrative. However, I must disappoint or perhaps please you by saying that there won’t be a symbiote invasion like in the game, nor will there be any other symbiotes except for Carnage. As for who will become Carnage—you’ll find out in the story. Warning: No Yuri No Gay No smut No harem. Dabi not a Villian Tomura Shigaraki not a villian The story and characterization of some characters will be changed for the sake of advancing the plot. These are not critical changes, just a couple of moments. I will be more than happy with your feedback and reviews.

A.N - Some explanations first. This isn't a mash-up universe (I hate those). The main character will be able to Planeswalk from MHA to RWBY and back, but the two verses remain separate. This book will not be a curb stomp or complete wish fulfilment, so take the weak-to-strong tag at face value. The main character will use logic and rationality most of the time, so expect a low(If any) focus on romance. If you're here for lemons, you shall leave disappointed. The updates will be very irregular. That's basically it. Enjoy. - ---- ---------- -------------------- ----------------------------------------- Psst. Hey, kid. Want some Reincarnation? How about an infinite Gacha system that promises untold power? Sounds like a great deal, right? I mean, can it even be called gambling if you’ve got nothing to lose? Well, tough luck. My job’s to get you up a tree—then throw rocks at you while you’re stuck up there. What does that mean, you ask? Simple: you want those sweet, sweet Gacha draws? You gotta earn them. Go on a journey. Slay the princess. Save the dragon. ...Or maybe the other way around. Whatever works. You only get one free draw per year otherwise. Yes, yes, I know—it’s brutal. But it’s either that or eternal torment in hell for not believing in me while you were alive. What’s that? “ҳтфҳжбчн” wasn’t a religion in your world? Do I look like I care? Anyway! Enough chit-chat. Step right up and spin the wheel for the first time!

Thanks for the detailed prologue! Here's a follow-up 2000-word continuation of your story, picking up from the end of the previous scene: --- Chapter One: The Test Begins The halls of U.A. High School buzzed as students exchanged whispers about the new combat instructor. Logan's imposing presence had struck a chord deep within the hearts of Class 1-A, and even the most spirited among them, like Bakugo, had been momentarily silent after his introduction. Now, they waited — some anxiously, others with fierce resolve — for their first session under this mysterious warrior. The next day dawned crisp and clear. Morning rays glinted off the windows of the training grounds — or rather, a part of the facility students had rarely entered. It was the “Restricted Training Sector,” typically reserved for upperclassmen or emergency simulations. Aizawa led Class 1-A down the stone path that wound around the school building and stopped at a heavy metal door reinforced with shock-resistant plating. “You’ve trained in controlled environments,” Aizawa said, voice calm but firm. “Today, that changes. What lies behind this door isn’t a battlefield we’ve prepared for you — it’s one Logan designed. Go in expecting to be surprised.” With a click and a hiss of hydraulics, the door creaked open. Inside lay an urban warzone: crumbling buildings, overturned vehicles, smoke machines simulating burning debris, and hidden speakers emitting distant screams and explosions. It was a visceral, immersive replica of an actual crisis. Standing at the center, arms folded, was Logan. “Get in here,” he barked. The class stepped in, eyes scanning the chaos. Even Midoriya’s encyclopedic mind, so used to categorizing threats and building strategies, faltered for a second. Logan began to pace. “This is a simulation based on a real event. A quirk-powered terrorist group attacked a residential district. Civilians were trapped. The pro-heroes were overwhelmed. I’m not interested in who’s the strongest today — I’m interested in who thinks, who acts, and who breaks.” He turned to Aizawa. “They don’t know the rules yet?” Aizawa shook his head. “It’s all yours.” Logan nodded. “You’ll be operating in pairs, randomly assigned. Your job? Locate and evacuate civilians — marked dummies — while avoiding or neutralizing enemy threats. You’ll be scored on strategy, teamwork, and adaptability. Fail to act quickly or put your partner at risk, and you’ll be pulled out.” He paused. “And if you’re thinking this is like the rescue training you’ve done before, think again. This time, the threats fight back.” A panel opened in the wall, revealing humanoid combat drones — tall, heavily armored, some equipped with blunt-force weapons, others with mounted stun guns. A wave of unease rippled through the class. Even Bakugo's confident sneer twitched. Logan raised his voice. “Pairing list is on your comms. You’ve got five minutes. Move.” The students’ wrist-mounted comm devices blinked to life. Midoriya’s eyes scanned the screen. He was paired with Tokoyami. An odd combination — but intriguing. Tokoyami’s strategic darkness paired with Midoriya’s analytical mind might just be the edge they needed. Ochaco had been paired with Bakugo — a combination she clearly didn’t see coming, judging by her visible flinch. Bakugo, for his part, scoffed and turned away, muttering about “not babysitting.” Kirishima found himself with Yaoyorozu. Todoroki, surprisingly, was paired with Mineta — a move that clearly frustrated both of them for different reasons. Logan observed the reactions carefully. Each choice had been intentional. “Simulation starts in three... two... one...” The lights dimmed, the speakers blared the sound of collapsing buildings, and the class scattered into the mock urban warzone. --- Midoriya & Tokoyami “Let’s head east,” Midoriya whispered, crouching behind a collapsed bus. “We need high ground. Maybe from that half-standing apartment building we can get a layout.

What happens when someone from our Earth is reincarnated into the DC universe? What if this person had a leveling system, managed by an assistant SI [synthetic intelligence] that is bonded to his very existence? What if he also happened to reincarnate in Gotham, ending up with the Quirk, "One for All," when the leveling system affords him that choice? Notes: - Lemons will happen, but won't happen too often/too soon. - Combat will start relatively tame, but brutality will ensue as our main character gets stronger. - This is my fourth attempt at writing a fic, so pls go easy on me if you wanna give critique qwq — I'm gonna draw a cover for this story soon —

I never imagined this would happen to me. Reincarnation? A second chance? Into a fictional world, no less? It was the stuff of wild stories, impossible dreams, and late-night "what ifs." But life has a funny way of playing with your expectations. When the choice was offered—life as I knew it or a chance to die and be reborn somewhere else—how could I say no? The catch? I wouldn’t return to just any world. No peaceful afterlife, no utopia waiting for me. Instead, I landed in the heart of chaos. Here I am, standing in the shadows of giants—of gods, heroes, and monsters. Welcome to the Marvel universe, where cities are playgrounds for battles that could shake the world, and everyday people like me are nothing but collateral damage. But I’m not just another face in the crowd anymore. Somehow, I’ve got a role to play. My name in this world is Dave Garcia, and this is the story of how an ordinary guy from another life navigates a place where the impossible is an everyday reality. What would you do if you woke up in a world where the fate of everything could be changed with a snap of the fingers? Because that’s exactly what I’m trying to figure out. ******* Daily one chap release except on Sundays ******** I don't own marvel or any other character that I will depict here aside from my OC. Happy Reading. **** Advance chaps on : - patreon.com/FantasyLi

A young boy with a lightning quirk

Anos Midoriya, a stoic figure with white hair and freckled skin, towers over his younger brother, Izuku. To the world, he's a prodigious U.A. student balancing hero work with his new role at the cutting-edge Dark Red company, operating as the vigilante Dark Phantom with Team X. But Anos harbors a secret – he remembers a life as Superman, ripped from his world and reborn into this one. Now, he must navigate the treacherous landscape of quirks and villains, wielding his familiar superhuman abilities in a world both familiar and alien. As Izuku strives to master One for All, Anos grapples with his past life and the overprotective instincts Superman instilled, fighting to protect Izuku while carving his own path. Will the weight of two identities crush him, or can he forge a new destiny in a world desperately in need of a hero, even one who was never meant to be?

A drifter who found his anchor, only to meet an untimely demise, and the one man who would change superhuman society forever. Discrimination against mutant quirk holders, systemic suppression of quirks, and a rebellion that had been simmering for decades. At the heart of all this, 15-year-old Hayami must make a painful choice: keep the status quo and live in ignorance, or tear it all down and rebuild from the ashes. A choice, but only one answer can reshape everything. Even for the fastest man alive, there are destinations that will always remain out of reach. After all, the greatest distance in the world is the one between hearts.

After the cataclysmic events of Ragnarök, the Nine Realms — now but Eight, after the fall of Asgard — have finally known a fragile peace. Snow begins to melt as Fimbulwinter fades, and the lands begin to breathe anew. Kratos, the Ghost of Sparta, has at last found a semblance of rest, both in the world around him and within his ever-battling heart... though true peace still lies just out of reach. With Mimir, the Smartest Man Alive, at his side, he walks the quiet paths of Midgard's thawing wilds — until fate, as ever, refuses to let him be. A tear — not of cloth, but of space itself — rends open before them. And before either can act, they are pulled through, cast into a strange new realm, unlike any of the Eight they’ve known. A world of bustling cities, steel giants on wheels, and mortals wielding bizarre powers known as Quirks. Now stranded in a place where gods are myths and heroes wear capes, Kratos must navigate a society unready — and woefully unequipped — to deal with a god of war in their midst. With Mimir’s wisdom (and mouth) in tow, the pair must find their footing in this new world, adapt to its laws and chaos alike, and uncover whether there’s a way back to their own realm… or if destiny, yet again, has other plans. Gods do not belong in this world. But try telling him that. ________________________ This is a fun passion project that I had been thinking about for a long time. I never got time to sit down and write things out. Today I got time and I sat down to write this finally. I will be writing and posting once or twice a week but I will try to keep the word count as high as possible. I don't need Power Stones as much as I would love to read your comments on the novel. PS: Kratos will be able to use All the Runic Attacks, Light and heavy and All of his 3 weapons. Along with the Skills and Rage Skills from Ragnarok. Even some Relics. Remember the Time shift relic? Yeah, That as well.

What if Midoriya Izuku stayed quirkless? What if he could become a hero without any powers? Or even more shocking—what if he became the successor to All For One?

An ordinary kid, after his death, discovers that he is the reincarnation of a god. He is reborn in a new world and with new possibilities. patreon.com/posts/112552202

A very young boy, dying of an incurable disease, only dreams that his torment would end sooner. But instead of a sad end, his life begins again, in another world. A mysterious girl in black has changed the boy's fate. Allowing his dreams to come true! Given a second chance, what will the boy who never had anything do? In a world where there are heroes! Villains! Quirks! And even catgirls (bunnygirls and more =))! Some more tags: Anal sex, First time, Incest, Group sex, Mary Sue, Genderswap. patreon.com/posts/113008127

Which is worse? getting hit by a truck or dying unexpectedly? Neither - I died of old age, alone. However, I didn't die happily. At 20, after a car accident, I became paralyzed. I spent 60 years in the hospital, clinging to the hope of recovery, only to have that hope shattered as everyone around me mocked me for wasting their money trying to find a cure. Maybe if I had died in that accident, none of this would have happened. Then I died and woke up in another body. Hello! Just a quick reminder, this story features a male OC (original character) set in the My Hero Academia universe! Interesting, isn't it? Well, too bad if you were hoping for a harem, because luck isn't on your side today! The story will revolve around our male OC named Ester, who will face many formidable enemies along the way. Just to clarify, this isn't a BL (Boys Love) story! It will focus on a boy-girl romance only! I write on Wattpad and here!

Eight strangers are given a chance to reincarnate by using the Multiverse Reincarnation Experimental Group Chat system, or the MRE system for short. Each user is given a 'cheat,' be it an ability, skill, or other. How will these strangers interact? How will they pass the challenges that the experiment will give them? How will they react to their Moderator? And what will they buy in the shop? I own nothing, and all mentioned works belong to their creators, not me. Art by ChatGPT because I'm poor. Credit to Bronz_Deck for the Chaos Gatcha.

Trained as a Jedi Padawan and thrown into the chaos of the Clone Wars, Eron rose to the rank of commander—only to be betrayed by those he trusted most. After the execution of Order 66, hunted by his own clone battalion, a hyperspace malfunction throws Eron into an unknown world—Earth.

After an untimely death, Harue Dai finds himself reincarnated into the world of My Hero Academia—a world filled with superpowered individuals called “Quirk” users. But Harue isn’t just another person with a unique Quirk. He’s been reborn with the fiery powers of the Human Torch, granting him the ability to ignite his body, control fire, and fly at incredible speeds

A My Hero Academia Self Insert/Isekai story. (Kevin 11 Powerset) Meet Kyūta Henshin, an aspiring applicant to U.A. University. His Quirk is called Absorption which allows him to, well, absorb things.

Not everyone has it lucky in this world filled with good and bad. Especially not Rei Kageyama, who is the victim of an unfortunate incident regarding some bad people. (I don´t own the book cover. If you own it and want it taken off, inform me!)

Bat to the Future: The Other Midoriya A My Hero Academia Fanfiction Izuku Midoriya was born quirkless. So was I. The difference? While he spent his childhood crying into his pillow and writing love letters to All Might, I spent mine getting my ass kicked and learning how to return the favor. Adopted by Inko Midoriya after my mom passed, I grew up as Izuku’s louder, meaner, infinitely more attractive stepbrother. He wanted to be a hero. I just wanted people to shut the hell up about quirks and let me crack heads in peace. But the world doesn’t work that way. So I adapted. And by adapted, I mean I stared fate dead in the eyes, flipped it off, and broke the system. Literally. One dangerously impulsive, borderline illegal decision later, I unlocked something better than a quirk—a System that lets me break my own limits. My strength, speed, intelligence—it all skyrockets every time I push myself. The catch? If I ever deactivate it, I get hit with every side effect at once. So I never turn it off. Now, I’ve got stats that shouldn’t exist, skills that shouldn’t be legal, and a steel bat that’s ruined more lives than student loans. The pros hate me. The villains hate me. Bakugo really hates me. Between dodging Boom Boom Bitch’s tantrums, robbing villains of their dignity, and giving the Hero Commission stress-induced ulcers, I’m out here rewriting the rules and making an absolute mess of the system. They wanted another hero? Too bad. They got me instead. System (Check) Overpowered MC (Through Loopholes)( Check) Quirkless But Better (Check) Comedy & Action (Check) Peak Bullshittery (Check) Pro-Heroes Fear Him (Check) Perfect for fans of: - An MC who fights like he found out the world owes him money - Power systems with loopholes so broken they should be patched - Fights that make Batman’s ‘no-kill rule’ look like a suggestion - People getting verbally, emotionally, and physically demolished -Serious moments immediately ruined by sarcasm, insults, and violence This isn’t a hero story. This is a tax fraud case waiting to happen. And I’m just getting started. Disclaimer: This is a work of fanfiction created for free, non-commercial purposes. I do not own the characters, settings, or source material referenced — all rights belong to their original creators. This story is shared purely for entertainment and creative expression. I do not monetize this work in any form. It is freely available to read, and no payment is required or expected. While I may accept voluntary donations to support my general writing efforts (e.g., via Patreon), these are not tied to access, updates, or specific content related to this fanfiction. Donations are optional and support me as a writer, not the fanfic itself. As part of my writing process, I may share early drafts or seek light feedback (e.g., proofreading) from trusted supporters. This is done to improve my craft and does not constitute paid or exclusive access to the fanfiction.