After finishing the fitness test, Saitama wandered through the various training zones reserved for heroes of different ranks. Each section had its own set of pristine, high-end training equipment, padded floors, and reinforced walls for high-impact activity. The B-Class and A-Class zones were bustling with energy—heroes sparring, lifting, sprinting, and shouting encouragement (or insults) at each other.
The S-Class section, however, was nearly empty.
Except for Superalloy Darksh...
2025-07-07 21:00:08 +0000 UTC
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Genos and Saitama sprinted side by side through the dense forest trails of a mountainous region, dry leaves and dirt kicking up beneath their feet as they advanced at impossible speeds. The trees blurred past them in a mixture of green and brown, the rustle of the wind barely audible over the thrum of Genos's internal systems tracking signals ahead.
“Sensei,” said Genos, not breaking stride, “I didn’t think we’d be running the entire way.”
“Why’s that?” Saitama a...
2025-07-07 21:00:08 +0000 UTC
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The midday news droned on in the background of the cramped apartment, filling the silence with the awkward monotone of a studio program.
“What could be the cause of the massive mosquito outbreak this year?” the reporter asked.
“We ask Mr. Kafetch, a mosquito expert who has written several books on the subject.”
“Thank you for having me. Well, let me come right to the point. These mosquitoes belong to an entirely new species...
2025-07-07 21:00:07 +0000 UTC
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Genos narrowed his eyes as the charred remains of the mosquito swarm fluttered around him, reduced to embers and ash. Smoke curled from his arm vents as systems cooled. His sensors remained locked onto the aerial threat.
Mosquito Girl hovered above, wounded but very much alive. Burn marks streaked her insectile armor, and some of the bristles along her limbs were singed away. Yet her grin was wide, cruel.
“Not bad, chrome boy,” she hissed, wings buzzing more violently now. “...
2025-07-07 21:00:07 +0000 UTC
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(Hero Association HQ – Underground Executive Briefing Room)
The walls of the room were lined with monitors, several displaying news footage, satellite feeds, and live tactical maps of cities across the country. In the center sat a long obsidian conference table, with a half-dozen high-ranking executives seated in silence—each one holding a tablet or a dossier.
The air was tense. It could be felt by those present.
Sekingar, ever rigid in posture, adjusted...
2025-07-07 21:00:07 +0000 UTC
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In a distant future, around the year 3000, in a world unlike our own—where heroes aren’t confined to comic books or movie screens but exist as part of daily life, just as police officers or firefighters do in our reality—a man from another world is reincarnated into one of this world’s inhabitants…
A man who is a hero for fun.
Where am I? Why is it so dark? And… why can’t I feel my body?
The man thought, surrounded by nothing but a suffocating blacknes...
2025-07-07 21:00:07 +0000 UTC
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Once Saitama returned to the apartment, he was greeted by the sight of Genos dragging what looked like the half-burned corpse of a giant insect. The creature's exoskeleton was charred and broken in multiple places, limbs twitching slightly as if its nerves hadn’t accepted death just yet.
Genos immediately turned to acknowledge him.
“Saitama-sensei,” he said, bowing slightly. “I have returned with the monster you described. I found it on the outskirts of Z-City. Before I el...
2025-07-07 21:00:07 +0000 UTC
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After helping Genos return home and promising to train him, the weight of that decision had started to sink in. What the hell am I even gonn
After helping Genos return home and promising to train him, the weight of that decision had started to sink in. What the hell am I even gonn
After helping Genos return home and promising to train him, the weight of that decision had started to sink in.
What the hell am I even gonna teach him?! he thought for the hundredth time that morn...
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As they walked side by side through the pristine corridors of the Hero Association HQ, Saitama kept his hands in his pockets, trying not to look as overwhelmed as he actually felt.
Each hallway was bustling with activity. Screens on the walls displayed live threat level charts, blinking alerts, and mission feeds. Rows of analysts in glass-walled rooms monitored news and drone feeds from across the country. Automated turrets scanned every person who passed, while maintenance bots hummed ...
2025-07-07 21:00:07 +0000 UTC
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I want to take a moment to thank you all of of you for all the support and interest you have shown in my stories. It's amazing to know that my work has been enjoyed by so many people.
However, at this moment in time I have decided to take a different step in my writing. My inspiration for fanfics has diminished a lot since I began writing them, and instead, I want to focus on developing original novels. As a result, I will be closing my Patreon in the next few days. I don't want to comm...
2025-03-18 14:31:59 +0000 UTC
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Once the spectral figure of the former Sith Lord from ancient times finished her explanation, there was only one expression on my face.
Concern.
Coming to this planet, I would never have imagined that I would end up running into a Sith and the presence of one from ancient times, let alone expected them to warn me and Maul about a possible invasion of the Galaxy at the hands of a species unknown to most of the world. The worst part of the matter was that I didn't even know when thi...
2025-03-16 12:02:48 +0000 UTC
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“So, how will we prove ourselves worthy?”
“You will prove it by facing...me.”
XoXaan's reply took us both by surprise. A shadow of bewilderment crossed Maul's face, though he quickly concealed it. I, on the other hand, frowned. From the side of the chamber, Krayt watched us silently, his posture still firm.
But something was bothering me and I couldn't ignore it.
“Lord XoXaan,” I said with a tone of respect, but without hiding my frustration. “I understan...
2025-03-15 00:59:22 +0000 UTC
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“Yes, I don't understand. Can you say it again, but this time in a way that is understood? I already have too many riddles with someone I know.” I said, without annoyance, but firmly.
He didn't respond right away. Instead, he stood watching me, with an almost disturbing stillness. His helmet concealed zero emotion, but the intensity with which he analyzed me was obviously noticeable. It seemed as if he wanted to measure every part of me, as if he was trying to see beyond my words.
2025-03-13 13:53:11 +0000 UTC
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'This place is bigger than I expected.'
Was the only thought in my head as I wandered deeper into the depths of the tomb. This one seemed to have been intended more as a maze than a tomb, probably a result of the Sith Academy that used to be here in the past using it as a way to test initiates.
Although I knew I hadn't been there more than 1 hour, it felt like several hours had passed since I entered with Sabine and Maul. Still, I knew exactly where the 2 were, as, thanks to Kreia...
2025-03-09 19:58:47 +0000 UTC
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“Is this it? Is this all the Empire can do to get information out of me? Resorting to violence and barbarism? Hahahahaha.” Luthen said as he was still handcuffed to the chair.
Luthen was still imprisoned in the ISB's main interrogation room. The Supervisors had tried every kind of torture, as Lord Vader had ordered, to get information out of the rebel, but nothing they had tried seemed to work.
The room he was in was cold and dark, dimly lit by a single lamp above his head. Th...
2025-03-08 01:00:02 +0000 UTC
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As we stepped back into the cockpit, PROXY was already finalizing the landing sequence, his mechanical fingers gliding over the ship’s controls with practiced efficiency. The droid’s photoreceptors flickered as he acknowledged our presence, but he didn’t say anything—he knew we were here to do our job. Without a word, Sabine and I moved into position; I slid into the pilot’s seat while she settled into the co-pilot’s chair beside me, her fingers instinctively reaching for the auxi...
2025-03-03 18:36:16 +0000 UTC
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The Rogue Shadow had just exited Garel's atmosphere, soaring rapidly into the vastness of space. The lights of the port city faded behind us as the ship glided past the planet's gravity.
Our next stop was the closest planet to Garel, Dantooine, the first link in the chain of clues we would follow in this search. As my fingers flew over the console, entering the coordinates, I felt the familiar vibration of the hyperspace engine charging power. A few seconds later, the stars distorted an...
2025-02-28 02:21:11 +0000 UTC
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(Coruscant)
The air in the interrogation cell was thick, oppressive. Luthen Rael was seated in a metal chair, pinned to the floor, his wrists secured to the table in front of him by thick steel shackles. The only illumination came from cold, pale lights at the sides, casting angled shadows in the sterile room. There were no windows, no clocks, nothing to indicate the passage of time. Only the suffocating presence of his own breathing and the distant echo of footsteps in the cor...
2025-02-26 17:00:49 +0000 UTC
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“So, what's your next step, master?”
PROXY's voice interrupted my thoughts as he unfurled a hologram over the main console. The projection flickered for a moment before stabilizing, displaying a vast map of the galaxy with countless systems and sectors. Some regions blinked red, indicating areas under heavy Imperial control.
I remained seated in the captain's chair, elbows resting on my knees and fingers interlocked in front of my face and I have been in that state since I ret...
2025-02-22 21:11:34 +0000 UTC
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(Garel City Spaceport)
In one of the bays of the spaceport was the temporary base of the Phoenix Squadron commanded by Commander Sato and captained by Hera Syndulla. At this moment the only 2 Jedi of the Squadron were practicing lightsaber combat.
“Nono you're doing it wrong.” Kanan said as he approached his padawan. “Correct your stance, Form 3 is based on defense, not offense, your stance is still very offensive.”
“But I don't know how t...
2025-02-20 23:05:04 +0000 UTC
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(Coruscant - Imperial Palace)
The silence in the room was almost suffocating, only interrupted by the slight hum of the ventilation systems. Artificial light bathed the long oval table where some of the most powerful figures of the Galactic Empire were seated. Outside the room, Death Troopers stood impassively, watching the entrance with their dark, menacing visors.
Colonel Wullf Yularen cleared his throat before speaking, his grave and mournful expressio...
2025-02-19 21:56:11 +0000 UTC
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The Hypertime an interconnected flow of realities, where time diverged at a certain point from a main universe. It is the collection of all the Alternate Timelines and Possible Futures from the many iterations of the Multiverse.
In one of these realities, there is a reality born of changes and mergers in the Hypertime, which ended in a Hypertimeline known as Earth 137, this being a fusion of events of the New 52 and the DCAMU, the latter destroyed by the last crisis, so perhaps as a con...
2025-02-17 20:21:48 +0000 UTC
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I never knew my mother, I know I had one but I just don't remember her. As far as I could tell, she was part of the Nightsisters and as a way to keep Mother Talzin from knowing of my existence and to prevent me from suffering the same fate as the rest of my siblings being slaves to the witches of Dathomir she gifted me to my master when I could not yet speak.
My first memories as a child are of trying to survive the training that Sidious put me through. So my earliest memories, are just...
2025-02-16 22:50:11 +0000 UTC
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Darth Maul... alive.
It couldn't be true. I had heard stories about him, fragmented accounts of a Sith assassin with a double-bladed saber who had wreaked havoc during the Republic era. He was supposed to have died on Naboo, and then on the siege of Mandalore, but each time he seems to prevail regardless. And now, here he was, standing in front of me, with those burning eyes that seemed to pierce me.
How was it possible...how had it survived so much? More importantly... why was he...
2025-02-12 23:45:27 +0000 UTC
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“So, what are you going to teach me?” I asked, my voice echoing softly in the gloom of the room. I was in a meditative position, legs crossed, palms resting on my knees. In front of me, suspended in mid-air, the holocron glowed with a dim, spectral light. As it opened, a reddish flash illuminated the room, and from its core emerged the silhouette of a hooded woman.
The hologram had an imposing presence despite its ethereal nature. Her posture was rigid, the robes she wore reminiscen...
2025-02-10 21:56:48 +0000 UTC
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Once the bluish lines of hyperspace faded, the vast blackness of space was replaced by a new vision.
“Malachor.” I muttered, watching the dead world from the cockpit.
Even from this distance, the planet looked inhospitable. Its surface was a patchwork of gray and greenish hues, furrowed by colossal crevices and dark valleys that looked like gaping wounds in the planetary crust. There were no oceans or large expanses of water visible, just an arid terrain eroded by the passage ...
2025-02-07 19:51:25 +0000 UTC
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Hello There!!
How are you doing my dear patreoners? I tell you, I am planning to start writing a new fanfic located in the DCAMU/New 52 Universe, it is possible that when the fanfic is ready, the first chapters would be publish first through Webnovel. If it has success probably in the future I will create another subscription category, apart from the initial Membership that will include chapters of that fanfic but that is speculation on my part. Anyway, I just wanted to tell you about t...
2025-02-06 23:38:54 +0000 UTC
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I barely had time to breathe when the speeder skidded in front of the antique store. The roar of the engines dissipated into the bustle of the city as I jumped out of the vehicle, feeling the vibration of the impact run through my legs.
The store was already closing.
I saw the employees at the entrance, gathering the last of their belongings before closing the doors. But when they saw me, their expressions changed. They recognized me instantly.
One of them opened the door qu...
2025-02-05 18:12:48 +0000 UTC
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Today was not a good day for Major Partagaz.
To begin with, his morning had started with a message from the Director of the ISB, Colonel Wullf Yularen. Apparently, the Bureau had received a personal request from the Emperor: the session of the Imperial Senate to be held that day was to be monitored very carefully.
Partagaz found the request unusual. Palpatine was not one to make requests, much less to the ISB. His authority was absolute; if he wanted something, he simply ordered i...
2025-02-03 15:41:18 +0000 UTC
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When we arrived, the imposing dome of the Galactic Senate loomed before us like a monolith of power and authority. Its massive, dark gray structure reflected the artificial sunlight of Coruscant with an opaque glow, giving it an impenetrable air. Around it, numerous communication towers and antennae stretched skyward, creating a web of technology and constant surveillance.
“Well, here we are.” Mon Mothma said with apparent calm as she descended from the speeder. His driver, dressed ...
2025-01-29 15:39:57 +0000 UTC
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