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THE OTAKU'S GUIDE TO SURVIVING MARVEL (Badly)

SYNOPSIS: Kaito Tanaka died the way he lived—bingeing anime and making questionable life choices. Specifically, he choked on an instant noodle while watching The Seven Deadly Sins. But death isn't the end for this particular otaku. Reborn in the Marvel Cinematic Universe and granted a CYOA-style like power system, Kaito—now going by the name Meliodas—wakes up in New York City with a handful of abilities, and absolutely no idea what he's doing. 1. Tony Stark is missing in Afghanistan. Thanos hasn't collected a single stone. And Meliodas has just been given a second chance at life in a world he only knows through movies, comics, and forums. What follows is a chaotic journey of misunderstandings, accidental heroism, questionable decisions, and the slow realization that saving the world might require more than just anime logic. With a system that rewards him for everything from making friends to causing dramatic moments, Meliodas stumbles through the Marvel Universe leaving confusion, comedy, and the occasional solved crisis in his wake. The Ancient One is watching. The timelines are confuse, and somewhere, a purple potato is about to have his plans complicated by a kid who thinks he's the main character. (He's not wrong!) --- WARNINGS⛔: · Contains otaku-level anime references · Misunderstandings are a plot device, not a character flaw · Power progression (MC starts weak, grows over time) · No harem (probably) · Yes comedy (definitely) · The MC is adorable and knows it. He uses this for chaos. --- READ AT YOUR OWN RISK⚠️: Side effects may include spontaneous laughter, the urge to rewatch the MCU, sudden cravings for instant noodles, and an irrational desire to acquire your own CYOA system. The author is not responsible for any attempts to choke on food for isekai purposes. Please eat responsibly. --- DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fan fiction. The author does not own Marvel, its characters, its universes, or any associated properties. Marvel, the Marvel Cinematic Universe, and all related characters, locations, and elements are the property of Marvel Entertainment, The Walt Disney Company, and their respective owners. This story is a transformative work created for entertainment purposes only. No profit is being made from this publication. Any original characters, plotlines, and creative elements are the property of the author, while everything Marvel-related remains with its rightful copyright holders. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. Except for the fictional ones. They're supposed to resemble the fictional ones. That's kind of the point.
SMomoTempest · 28.2k Views

The Art of Machiavellian Mind

Elias Voss has everything — billions, power, a perfect life — but he feels nothing. As a child, he was sold to a secret cult that erased his emotions, trained him to smile while suffering, and turned him into a cold, calculating machine. Now, as a billionaire, he rules the world from the shadows, but his soul is rotting from boredom. One night, in his office high above the city, he sees her — a beautiful young ghost girl, standing outside the window in the rain. No one else sees her. She follows him home. In his mansion, she appears for real. She is a Veil Ghost, a being from the hidden world between life and death. She offers him a blood contract: ghost powers in stages, but each stage will cost him his humanity. Elias agrees. He gains the power to see ghosts, to steal pieces of other people’s souls, to force them to relive their worst memories. He starts using this power to expose the lies of the rich, the fake “heroes,” the fake “lovers,” the fake “saints.” He sees that everyone is rotten, everyone is a hypocrite, everyone is just pretending. But as his power grows, so does his cruelty. He becomes more Machiavellian, more monstrous. He sees people not as humans, but as tools, pawns, or obstacles. He builds a network of pawns, breaks them, and discards them. He fights Veil Lords, cults, and Hunters, not for justice, but for control. In the end, Elias must choose: break the contract and lose all power, becoming a hunted, broken human, or embrace the Veil and become a new kind of Lord — a being of pure control, forever playing his game across all of history. The novel ends not with a clean victory, but with a cycle: Elias, now beyond human, watches from the shadows as a new billionaire, bored and numb, looks up — and sees her. The game never ends.
Eternal_Soul_ · 6k Views

The Last Child of Belialuin

In a forgotten age, when gods and demons clashed for dominion over the world, the magical city of Belialuin stood apart — a sanctuary of knowledge, neutrality, and unmatched arcane power. But when their greatest prodigy, Merlin, defied both the Demon King and Supreme Deity in pursuit of forbidden truth, Belialuin paid the ultimate price. Betrayed by one of their own, the city was wiped from existence. In a desperate final act, the elders of Belialuin sealed their souls, magic, and legacy into a young girl and sent her into hiding. For 3,000 years, the seal remained dormant — passed silently from generation to generation, waiting for the one who would be worthy. That child has been born. Lucian, a descendant of the ancient bloodline, witnesses his mother's death as a child — an event that awakens the dormant seal and unlocks a terrifying surge of power. As the voices of the Belialuin elders speak within his mind, guiding him toward revenge and legacy, Lucian learns the truth of his origin... and the role he must play in a world already ruled by legend. But fate has cruel plans — for the woman he is destined to hate, Merlin, may become the only person who can understand him... and the one he cannot bring himself to destroy. --- Disclaimer: I do not own The Seven Deadly Sins or any of its original characters, lore, or settings. All rights belong to Nakaba Suzuki and their respective creators. Only the original characters (OC) and added storyline elements belong to me.
Supreme_Deity4000 · 6k Views

Chronos Record:Tale of Eternity

Aristotle Thorne has always been a man of relentless curiosity—but only for questions *he* deemed worthy. For over forty years, a single riddle has consumed him: **“Which came first—the chicken or the egg?”** Refusing to trust the internet (“*Half of it’s lies!*”), he never Googled it. He never asked friends, family, or colleagues, fearing their answers would “taint” his pure, independent quest for truth. The question became his secret burden, a solitary obsession he guarded fiercely. Years ago, in a rare moment of youthful openness, he’d whispered the riddle to his young wife, Elara. *Big mistake.* Women, Aris believed, **cannot keep secrets**. And true to his cynicism, Elara—gently, innocently—shared his “private” puzzle. First with her sister. Then at family dinners. Eventually, even their grandchildren debated it over homework. Aris seethed silently, watching his sacred riddle become a family joke. Now, old and bedridden, Aris lies in a sunlit room, his body failing. As death’s shadow lengthens, the chicken-or-egg question surges back—**sharper than ever**. He *knows* the answer now, of course. His wife explained it years ago. His physicist grandson sketched evolutionary biology on a napkin. The internet (which he finally, grudgingly consulted) confirmed it. But the knowledge tastes like ash. *It wasn’t* ***his*** *discovery.* It was handed to him—by relatives, friends, strangers. The truth he’d hunted for decades felt stolen. With only hours left, Aris turns his mind to a new, darker question: **“What comes after death?”** As he ponders this, a low, guttural curse seems to ripple through the room. *“Imagination,”* he scoffs. Then—**CRACK!** A lightning bolt slams into the ancient oak tree outside his open window. The sky is cloudless. Before Aris can react, a second bolt forks downward—not toward the tree, but *toward him*. It bends physics, slicing through the air in a jagged arc. His hair stands on end. Time slows. He feels it coming… **THUD.** Darkness. And in that void, Aristotle Thorne finally faces the ultimate answer—unfiltered, undeniable, and utterly his own.
Prashant_8548 · 2.9k Views

One Piece: Angel Pirates

The previous body's inhabitant is gone. Enel was a weak man who couldn't become strong even after becoming the literal embodiment of Lightning. He didn't even deserve the wings on his back. A tyrant, without a chance to become tyrannical. He was nothing and would be nothing. Khusanov is a man from another world who was facing a dilemma. His mother was from the Ukranian city of Kharkiv, and his father was one of Moscow's born and bred. A man who had never left the city. As a result he had very close ties to both nations and the mess that was their politics. This was why the Russian - Ukranian war weighed heavy on his mind. Ever since he witnessed the dissolution of the Soviet Union he knew Russia would always try to regain that lost power. It was just heartbreaking that the argument of the war was the last "conversation" his well aged parents had before they both passed away. That memory was just another drop of water in the well that was Khusanov's life. Khusanov was a man who had faced difficulties everyday from the moment he gained his school certificates. Enel was a man who had never struggled a day in his life, despite all the wars that consumed Sky Island. A man who could only channel 30 million volts, after 6 years with the lightning fruit? Weak. Pathetic. Khusanov was never going to be that weak. A retired army general of Russia's Soviet Union, can never stomach the thought of that level of wastefulness. So when given the opportunity, this Slavic Otaku took it with both hands. Watch Khusanov become a monster surpassing that of the Yonko, with a crew filled with characters from other anime, molded into the One Piece way of life and battle.
Itachisempai · 121.7k Views