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Batman In Konoha. Chapter 5. The Hokage's office

2500 words.

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The day after lunch, a courier knocked at the Uchiha residence. He was silent but insistent, holding a scroll sealed with the Hokage’s insignia.

"Fugaku Uchiha is to report to the Hokage's office immediately," he said in an official tone, as if reading out a sentence.

Fugaku didn’t rush headlong. He nodded, closed the door behind him, and began preparing at an unhurried pace. He pulled on his black shinobi uniform, fastened his cloak, tied the for...

Batman in Konoha. Chapter 4. The Uchiha Police Department

2900 words.

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The Uchiha Police Department had withstood the catastrophic attack of the Nine-Tails. While the fiery demon swept through entire districts, turning Konoha’s streets into a blazing inferno, the southern sector remained untouched. The Uchiha buildings, constructed with stubborn precision, stood firm— as if the very force of nature respected the oldest of the village’s great clans.

One building stood out in particular: a two-story police station near th...

Batman in Konoha. Chapter 2 and 3. Return

3800 words.

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Konoha. Night.

The village slept under a veil of silence—shattered without warning by the first explosion. It shook the ground, sent a pillar of ash into the sky, and jolted awake everyone within kilometers. Then came another. And another. Until an immense silhouette rose into the night sky.

The Nine-Tailed Demon Fox.

He tore into the village like a natural disaster, like destruction made flesh. His fury was blind, chaotic. One swing of his ta...

Batman in Konoha. Chapter 1. Who is Batman?

2800 words.

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A skyscraper with a blazing neon "W" atop its crown pierced the sky like a beacon of power. It loomed over Gotham, a steel king among ashen towers. The noonday sun slid across its black glass surface, leaving no shadow, no reflection—only faceless, silent strength.

On the top floor, beyond a panoramic window, stretched a spacious office. The air was cool and humidified, carrying a faint scent of mint. Along one wall stood statues of bats—carved from bla...

Synopsis to new story. Batman in Konoha

He was Batman — not a rich playboy with a no-kill rule, not a traumatized teenager, but a man who lived long enough to grow old while fighting the kind of darkness that broke others' minds.

Thomas Wayne. Doctor. Genius. Mayor. Hero. Killer.

A regular man with no superpowers who broke supervillains, criminal masterminds, and gods.

For thirty years, he saved Gotham, surviving where even metahumans died.

And then — death. He was too old to keep up with the young. But ...

Ghost Rider. Chapter 45. Midnight Suns forever

3600 words.

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Between the ninety-fifth circle of Heaven and the shining gates of Asgard, like the axis of the world, stood Heimdall — unmoving as an ancient idol, with the sword-key in hand.

In his pupils pulsed billions of lives — every moment, every cry, every step across the Nine Realms was reflected in those abyssal eyes. But right now, he was watching only three. Noble warriors of Asgard who needed supervision.

The moment Heimdall saw the hammer of justice...

Ghost Rider. Chapter 44. There is no way back

3300 words.

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Among the deserted islands of the Pacific Ocean, one had been leased by the Midnight Suns. No signs of civilization, no engine hums. Just white sand, green palms, and azure water where the sky melted into the horizon.

On a blanket lay a basket of food, some books, and fruit. John was slowly rubbing sunscreen onto Jane’s shoulders while she lazily flipped through the pages of her book.

In the distance, Cain was leading two flight attendants into the ...

Ghost Rider. Chapter 43. The Sorcerer Supreme

4900 words.

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Somewhere in the backwoods of Florida, nestled between pine trees scented with resin and lush green fields, stretched a prestigious golf club—well-kept, expensive, but without ostentatious luxury. Snow-white golf carts glided silently along pale stone paths. Artificial ponds sparkled in the sunlight, and the lawns were so smooth and thick they looked like they were trimmed with manicure scissors. On the clubhouse terrace, staff in light beige uniforms served ic...

Ghost Rider. Chapter 42. Becoming a monster

4440 words.

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In the throne room of the hellish castle—where chains usually rattled and the air reeked of sulfur—the scent of cinnamon and pine lingered today. In the center stood a Christmas tree, alive as if torn straight from a Norwegian forest, draped in sparkling garlands.

Even Hell has Christmas. Especially when the Blaze family rules it.

Mary, dressed in green pajamas covered in blazing phoenixes, tore into the wrapping paper with childlike excitement—...

Ghost Rider. Chapter 41. The Royal Family

2200 words.

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The mountains of Wakanda trembled as a crimson rift flared open in a rocky gorge—like a fresh wound, pulsing with heat. The scent of sulfur choked the air, and black smoke coiled above the peaks.

From the hellish portal burst a carriage, drawn by two infernal steeds, leaving a trail of fire beneath their hooves.

The carriage tore through the jungle, scattering leaves and charring grass. Then—like a soap bubble popping—the world shifted, and it e...

Ghost Rider. Chapter 40. Everyone lies

3600 words.

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The wild jungle hissed with moisture and heat. All around were thick thickets, and snakes slithered along the trees in search of meat. A dull rumble of a river echoed from afar, while insects rustled under the leaves.

The sky had darkened—soon a thunderstorm would begin.

Amid the trees stood an old wooden hut, nearly grown together with the forest. Through the open window, Thor could be seen drinking beer and sharpening an axe.

A grenade flew ...

Ghost Rider. Chapter 39. Kiss of hope

4200 words.

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Eighty days of sweat and flame were behind them. The Infernal Plain had witnessed how the Midnight Suns transformed from a scattered foursome into a finely tuned survival machine.

The remaining days were spent honing their skills.

John stood at the edge of the plateau like a chess master before a board. In his mind, he laid out an obstacle course: three rocky platforms, a ring of spikes, and a sky-piercing pillar.

His teammates lined up before h...

Ghost Rider. Chapter 38. The Midnight Suns

4200 words

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Daimon Hellstrom was lounging on a wide bed, surrounded by ten naked beauties. Empty bottles were scattered across the floor, and the heavy air reeked of sweat and lust.

In the middle of the room, a hellish star suddenly flared — sparks showered onto the bed, and the air quivered. Hot air hissed like a wounded snake, making the silk sheets twitch.

The girls shrieked and stumbled over each other as they bolted for the door. The sharp scent of sulfur ...

Ghost rider. Chapter 37. The Sexologist

The portal flared in midair, carving a blood-red pentagram into the sky.

John stepped out of the fiery maw, holding Illyana’s hand—and found himself in a familiar weed-scented camp, where half-naked bodies writhed lazily to the sound of bongos and squealing flutes.

[Huh. I aimed for the school’s backyard, but ended up here. Looks like Charles updated the wards since my last visit.]

Of course they couldn’t ignore a portal opening right in the middle of the street.

Superior Ghost Rider. Chapter 35 + 36. The Satan

Big chapter! 4400 words! +Pictures!

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On the fifth day of the flight, even the most stubborn gave up — no one turned on The Scrubs anymore. The remote lay on the floor, and the screen streamed only darkness.

Now everyone had one favorite show: Poker Table in Hell.

Hell’s dust clung to the windows. Demons screamed outside. And they calmly played poker.

[Note: we should really get some board games. This team is not built for binge-watching.]

Then, sud...

Superior Ghost Rider. Chapter 34. It's boring as hell

Richards' computer gave a cheerful beep — data from the new dimension collected. Time to leave, before Hell tried to eat them alive.

John and Jane stood frozen by the sealed containers: red dust, heavy air laced with sulfur, chunks of demonic flesh still pulsing beneath the glass.

"I feel like a fraud," she said, hugging her own elbow. "We’ll go home, and all of this will be lost. Everything made by Hell… should stay in Hell."

"Those are the rules," he shrugged, like t...

Superior Ghost Rider. Chapter 33. The Hell

The Hell Train burst from the portal with a roar, like a beast escaping its cage, and plunged into the blackness — as if it had flown beyond the edges of reality itself.

“Buckle up!” John barked into the radio. “We’re in for a ride!”

Ghost Rider flicked several switches in rapid succession and yanked a lever — flight mode engaged.

The wheels retracted into the chassis with a meaty crunch, like metal chewing through itself. Torn iron wings shot out from the side...

Superior Ghost Rider. Chapter 32. X-School

Five miles before they reached the school, the landscape suddenly changed. Tents lined the road, campfires smoked with kettles hanging above them. Laundry hung between trees, and a jangly, off-key guitar played from old speakers. The air was thick with smoke — and something else. Something sweet and cloying.

“Woodstock resurrected?” John glanced out the window at the sea of tents, green smoke curling behind them, and the relentless guitar racket.

“No idea what's goin’ on...

Superior Ghost Rider. Chapter 31. Cain

A police helicopter hovered in the sky like a hawk over its prey.

“Stop the vehicle and cut the engine,” a voice boomed from the speaker. “This is your final warning.”

The Helltrain surged forward, leaving a flaming scar across the asphalt. John gripped the wheel like a python around its meal—no intention of letting go. The entire state police force was on their tail.

“Real-life GTA!” Cain laughed from the passenger seat. “One more star and Batman’s coming ...

Superior Ghost Rider. Chapter 30. Preparing for a trip

A metal monster, escaped from Hell, was roaring down the highway. Fiery serpents slithered from under its wheels. Its headlights growled into the darkness like a demon’s maw.

Drivers passing by gawked like they were witnessing the eighth wonder of the world.

John could feel the power he was commanding through the steering wheel. He was only going three times over the speed limit—for the sake of the mortals on the road. He hadn’t switched to flight mode yet, still getting use...

Superior Ghost Rider. Chapter 29. The Fantastic Four

Big chapter! 3800 words!

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A premium-class limousine was parked outside the Watsons' house. The sun was dipping toward the horizon.

Harry sat behind the wheel, buried in a newspaper. In the passenger seats, John, Jane, and Cain mindlessly scrolled through their feeds, eyes glued to their screens.

"Where's our girl?" Cain frowned as his phone beeped a low battery warning. "How long is she gonna cry it out?"

"Her name is Mary," Thunderheart corrected him, alway...

Superior Ghost Rider. Chapter 28. Aunt Anna

The sun hung at its zenith, lazily polishing the dented hood of an old car. Nearby stood a house—white picket fence, blue shutters, a porch swing. The American dream, straight out of a glossy magazine. But like everything else in this world, the dream had cracked: peeling paint on the railings, a crooked swing in the backyard, overgrown grass.

“Home sweet home,” Mary whispered. “So many memories tied to this place.”

“You were gone two days,” John grimaced. “Cut the...

Superior Ghost Rider. Chapter 27. I’m gonna make him an offer he can’t refuse

New York kept on living as usual. People went to work, to school, to the mall, went back home, and did it all over again. Two days ago, a second sun rose over New York. Now it's just a meme on Twitter.

Today, the first episode of the Avengers anime aired, and the internet was furiously debating whether it would turn into a harem plot.

"Idiots," John muttered, switching off his phone.

"Did you say something?" Mary pulled out one earbud.

"You imagined it," he said and de...

Superior Ghost Rider. Chapter 26. New problems

John and Cain were sitting in the kitchen, sipping cognac. The TV mumbled news in the background. Giant was rambling about something, but strategist was lost in thought, barely registering the noise.

[They’ve been in there fifty minutes. What could possibly take that long? I’d think Mary knocked Jane out and made a run for it, but the Sin Detector says they’re still in the room.]

“Look at these bastards!” Cain jabbed a finger at the screen. “They stole our damn glory!�...

Superior Ghost Rider. Chapter 25. Good stuff

"Who said being a supervillain is a bad thing?" Cain poured a hundred-year-old cognac into their glasses. "I'm feeling damn great right now."

"Amen, brother," John raised his glass filled with amber liquid.

They sat in leather armchairs by the fireplace, logs crackling from the fire. Animal trophies hung on the walls, adding to the hunting lodge vibe. Outside, the autumn wind stirred the branches of ancient trees. Civilization was nowhere to be seen for miles.

"Good stuff," ...

Superior Ghost Rider. Chapter 24. I'm hate superheroes

The minivan, leaving a blazing trail behind, sped through the city streets like a rocket.

“Whoa, ease up, Schumacher!” Cain held onto his felt hat. “Don’t crash this thing!”

“I’ve got it under control. Zarathos is guiding me,” John said, eyes unblinking as he weaved perfectly between pedestrians and traffic. “We both agree the dumb bird needs to be punished.”

Ahead, the majestic Empire State Building rose into view.

The minivan hit the curb, bounced...

Superior Ghost Rider. Chapter 23. Lady Phoenix

Peter Parker and Mary Jane Watson were walking home from school. Naturally, they noticed the three weirdos sitting on a bench, looking like they’d taken a wrong turn on the way to a costume party.

The teenagers exchanged glances with John’s team. After a painfully long second of mutual observation, they moved on.

[I wonder what his Spider-Sense told him about us…]

"How do you even know that guy's a superhero?" Cain pointed after the retreating teen. "Spider-Man's suppo...

Superior Ghost Rider. Chapter 22. Back to New York

"Five minutes till arrival," John announced from the cockpit for the rest of the crew.

The black jet crossed into New York state airspace.

After the clash with the Avengers, no air traffic controller asked them to identify themselves anymore — but no one scrambled military interceptors either. Lesson learned.

"Damn!" Cain grabbed his helmet. "We're actual idiots!"

John was about to snap at him, but kind-hearted Jane spoke first.

"What happened?" she asked, look...

Superior Ghost Rider. Chapter 21. Avengers 2 of 2

"John, my onboard analyzer tells me you’re the leader of this little circus, so I’ll talk to you," Tony paused for a moment, then continued. "Under different circumstances, I’d love to test my latest tech against a bunch of supervillains, but you guys are walking loopholes in physics. Fighting you would be a waste of money and time. So let’s talk."

[None of the heroes had the Sorcerer Supreme’s level of sin. There’s only one conclusion to draw.]

"Our mutual friend Stra...

Superior Ghost Rider. Chapter 20. Avengers 1 of 2

The sky was torn apart by a black shadow, leaving a blazing trail in its wake. The plane looked like a piece of the night ripped from another world.

John sat at the controls, fueling the plane with his fire. He maintained a speed that would make ordinary people lose consciousness, but for him and his enhanced passengers, it was perfectly comfortable.

Jane sat in her seat, knees tucked up, reading a book.

Cain watched wrestling on TV, headphones on.

John enjoyed flying....