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Harem With Venom In Marvel/Dc

One day, I suddenly found myself in the Marvel Universe, inheriting a fortune worth tens of millions. A dream come true, right? But my excitement was short-lived because I knew what was coming—just a few years from now, the Mad Titan, Thanos, would snap his fingers and erase half of all life in the universe. Luckily, I wasn't entirely defenseless. I had a golden finger, a mysterious ability that allowed me to travel between worlds. But there was a catch. My so-called "cheat" had a twisted sense of humor—every time I escaped from one nightmare, I found myself in another. The alternate world? None other than DC, a universe filled with terrifying gods, unstoppable monsters, and vigilantes who could turn me into dust if I so much as looked at them the wrong way. With no godlike strength, no genius intellect, and no overpowered abilities, I had only one way to survive—cling to powerful figures, play my cards right, and master the fine art of eating soft rice (relying on strong women for protection). In a world of heroes and villains, where cosmic wars and multiversal threats loom over my head, I must navigate the chaos, build connections, and ensure that I always have a backer strong enough to keep me alive. Because if I don’t? Well, let’s just say that between Marvel and DC, there's no shortage of ways to die. plz support me if you can patreon.com/AZFANFICTION https://www.buymeacoffee.com/AZofficial This fanfiction is 90-chapter ahead and also this fanfic is 90 chapters ahead there
DaoistCjmElH · 1.3m Views

MARVEL: THE IMPOSTER INVENTOR

“Twenty-five liters of water, twenty kilograms of oxygen, four kilograms of ammonia, one point five kilograms of lime, eight hundred grams of phosphorus… Hmm. Plus one high-output energy core and a Qigong cultivation manual…” Luca stared at the chaotic heap of materials scattered across the floor. He swallowed hard and muttered the word in his mind: “Synthesis.” A blinding golden light erupted from the center of the pile. As it faded, a stunning blonde woman with an elegant figure materialized before him—and immediately dropped into a respectful bow. “Doctor,” she said crisply, “Android 18 reporting for duty!” Luca blinked. Wait. Did I just summon an android from Dragon Ball using a Qigong manual and chemical reagents? He glanced around his workshop. On one shelf sat an Anesthetic Watch. Leaning against the wall was a Hextech Gunblade. In the corner, bubbling ominously in a vat, floated an Artificial Devil Fruit. And parked haphazardly near the garage door? A fully armed Gundam Exia. At some point, Luca had realized his so-called “inventions” were getting… well, outrageous. And then came the day he found himself holding the Hōgyoku—and seriously considering building it inside a phone booth. “Is this… really reasonable?!” he groaned, collapsing onto a stool. In short: this is the story of a fake inventor who, through diligent (if wildly misguided) study, somehow accumulated enough knowledge to become a real inventor. …And then promptly gave up on sanity altogether. 漫威:冒牌發明家
LordShiroSama · 5.1k Views

Damn It, My Alien Sons Are Trying to Kill Me

Leon never expected his second life to be spent on a quiet farm in Kansas. As a time traveler, he had prepared himself for magic, systems, grand destinies, and maybe even a world-saving mission. What he did not prepare for… was raising alien babies dropped onto his land like deliveries from the universe’s worst postal service. The first spaceship he found changed everything. For one brief, glorious moment, Brian thought he had picked up Superman, the greatest hero in American comics. His heart soared. A superpowered son, a peaceful farm life, and maybe he could retire at twenty-two. Then the system activated. And it told him the truth. This baby wasn’t Superman. He was from the Motherland. From that day on, Leon’s life sank into chaos. Instead of noble heroes, the system continued sending him “fallen stars” from across the multiverse. Not defenders of justice, but walking disasters. One grew up to be a godlike tyrant. Another was born with a tragic destiny to kill his own father. Each new child pushed Leon’s lifespan closer to the brink. Years later, as another spaceship streaked across the night sky and crashed into his field, Leon raised his head, dead inside. “System,” he sighed, “how many more father-killers are you planning to send me? Are you trying to bury me on my own farm?” And with the exhaustion of a man who had lived through too many cosmic catastrophes… He raised a middle finger at the falling star.
Kazenova · 89k Views