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Warning: I have a very infrequent update schedule as well as some chapters being more gruesome than others. For those who don't like systems it will rarely be shown except for the first couple chapters to start off. After an untimely death, a man is offered an unusual second chance to become a biologist? Tasked with cataloguing the flora and fauna of countless worlds and universes, his role is to learn everything he can. Gifted with immortality, regeneration, and a Gacha system to help him through. Now trying his best to start from scratch and learn biology from the very beginning. The cover belongs to Kirran on Tumblr and if they ever stumble upon this I will happily take it down if they so wish.

[ HTTYD - Riders of Berk ] Lua's adventures continue in Berk alongside the other dragons and riders. She gets involved in many dangers, discovering secrets and new dragon species! Follow the journey of growth and self-discovery of this young Skrill! English is not my first language.

[please note that this was one of my first stories. the writing quality gets better as you progress through the chapters] There were humans when I was young. There were big, burly Vikings who could break stone boulders with their skulls. Little, scrawny humans who were smarter than the rest, using inventions to their advantage. There were those who traveled the seas in hopes of finding uncharted lands. And there were those who hunted dragons such as myself with the hopes of riches… or conquest. But now? We've left. Hidden under the sea and stone, where only the few who are left that believe of our existence. It's once said that when the ground quakes, or lava spews from the earth, that the time is soon for our return to the surface. Whether that means peacefully or not is unknown to me. For my soul was reborn through plasma, and my body to be reforged through crystal when............[error, text unavailable] (This story is for entertainment purposes only. any pictures or videos do not belong to me unless said otherwise, this includes characters)

Pain is the precursor for change…or destruction. So what happens when neither of those outcomes is reached? You are left behind, a husk of a human that wishes, longs for, begs for death. A young boy who was given the most grievous trials for no reason, simply couldn’t take it anymore. Abused, tortured, hurt by the deaths of those close to him, it finally broke him. In the last moments of his suffering he had the most beautiful dreams of his family, the girl he fell in love with, friends long dead…and he cried to whatever entity that was “God”. ‘I did nothing to deserve this…I hate you, you evil fucking bastard…’ [Ding] {System binding complete} _______________ (Disclaimer: I am not promoting the acts I write about, nor am I telling you it is okay to do. Although there is a harem tag, only three girls will become his wives. Each character will have depth, they will have dedicated time for each one and time together to learn about the dynamic relationship they will have with the MC) P.S. This is quite heavily AU, everything isn’t played down like it was in the movies and shows, there will be blood, there will be torture, there will be abuse. This is an era of Vikings, they beat people in the streets and leave them to die lol, other than that, some things will change as well, which won’t be mentioned here, but that’s just how the cookie crumbles! This is Fanfiction, as such, all rights are reserved to their original owners. I only own my OCs, nothing more, nothing less. Any events, persons, places, or things resembling real-life occurrences are a complete coincidence unless I say otherwise.

She was a woman discarded by the world—silent, efficient, invisible in the machinery of power. When her life ended, it didn’t truly end. Something else claimed her. No promises of reincarnation, no divine purpose—only a strange system, a new identity, and a world both familiar and foreign. Now known as Petunia Evans, she navigates a reality shaped by story and structure, one where magic breathes beneath the surface. Gifted with potential far beyond the version of herself the world once knew, she moves slowly, quietly—training in secret, watching the timeline twist and shift around her. She does not seek glory. She does not seek revenge. She seeks control. And in a world built on prophecy, she chooses the long path—the one that leads through silence, strength, and storms. --- Disclaimer: This story is a work of pure fiction. It is not related to real events, beliefs, or religious systems. All characters, abilities, and events are entirely fictional. This work was developed with the assistance of AI tools. Note: There is no yuri content in this story. *Disclaimer:** I do not own any of the characters, settings, or media (including pictures, movies, anime, or other copyrighted material) featured in this fanfiction. All original content belongs to their respective creators, copyright holders, and distributors. This work is purely a non-profit, transformative piece created out of appreciation and love for the original works. No infringement is intended.

Before becoming a dragon, she was human, but she always was, and always will be, Ashtail. In another life, she walked on two legs and lived as a human. Then fate granted her another chance, and she was reborn as a Titanwing Night Fury, imposing and rare, with wings that slice through the skies and violet eyes that reflect the thunder. Ashtail always believed that one day she would find the Dragon Riders. She imagined herself flying beside them, facing Dragon Hunters, protecting and rescuing dragons, living the adventures she once could only admire from afar. That desire never faded, not even with the change of body. But fate was cruel in a different way... And the consequence? The distorted reflection of a universe she once loved. SLOW-BURN FIC (by that I mean the updates for this fic will be slow, second priority compared to my first two fics) (Thank you Moonie!)

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Warning: I have a very infrequent update schedule as well as the chapters being gruesome to some especially getting into what some would consider unsavory. After an untimely death, a man is offered an unusual second chance—reborn as the chosen champion of an ancient eldritch entity. Tasked with cataloguing the flora and fauna of countless universes, his role is simple: observe, document, and report, even if the species have already been recorded. But what sets his journey apart is the gift he receives—a powerful system designed to aid his exploration, gather field data, and submit reports across dimensions. Dropped into his first assignment in the world of How to Train Your Dragon, he must survive, adapt, and study the creatures of myth while uncovering the true weight of his role as a multiversal biologist. The cover belongs to Kirran on Tumblr and if they ever stumble upon this I will happily take it down if you wish.

"In many ways, Snotlout is very much Spitelout's son," said Freda. Torben did not need his sight to hear that she wanted to say more. "One can hardly help but notice," he agreed. "But," she added hesitantly. "In more subtle and quiet ways, he is much more my son." "Freda," he said, turning his face to her voice. "Blind as I am, I could see that. Why else do you think I would encourage his visits here." --- He was loud, reckless, and far too confident for it to be entirely real — but when the meadow of boars had erupted into danger and chaos, he'd stayed. She was older, taller, and had an unnerving habit of seeing straight through him — but when he injured his leg, she'd stitched him up anyway. An unlikely friendship took root in the wake of boars and tailor’s thread. But when Snotlout leaves for the Edge, distance will prove that a person is shown by what and who they choose to stand beside, not how loudly they stand. The cost? More than bravado and Jorgenson pride combined. Just see if I don't make a Snotlout fan out of you by the end.

The Light Beyond the River

Collin Ashwood, an Australian bushcraft hobbyist who loves testing himself on remote islands, he fell asleep on his couch one night and suddenly gets dropped into a chaotic mixed Disney movie-verse where snowy kingdoms, dragon-filled skies, and cursed forests exist on the same planet. The only thing he has with him is his wits and a strange Crafting System interface that lets him turn raw materials into tools, traps, and gear far beyond normal human limits. Authors Note: This fanfic will include other works of fiction than Disney, I know right, big shocker. I just put Disney in the title so it can be more eye-catching.

What would How to Train Your Dragon be like if Hiccup was never in love with Astrid? What if he fell in love with Toothless? And what if Toothless was actually able to become a human girl? How different would things be?

Hiccup is the boy no one sees, until he stumbles into a hidden garden that kills all intruders. Its keeper, a deathless power who views mortals as fleeting pests, finds her lethal magic refusing to harm him. Intrigued, she peers into his soul and discovers a will strong enough to chain a god—and a destiny that mirrors her own. Now, Hiccup has the one thing he always wanted: someone’s absolute attention. But the gaze of a goddess is a possessive thing, and his true nature won’t stay hidden forever.

Like many books about reincarnation. This is a story about a young man reincarnating into a world filled with Vikings and Dragons. Let's see how he survives in this new world full of dangerous beasts and men. Disclaimer: The only things I own are my OCs and this story. This is my first story on here. If you don't like it, don't read it.

yo rn im redoing this fic. read if ya want but i suggest waiting for the new product. Born in war, made for victory, dream to conquer, lives to rule. A being born to devour and conquer. A powerful dragon when grown but will he reach that point? Will he survive against the threats of this world? This is a story forged from blood and steel Basic things to know about this fanfic. I'll upload maybe like once a week or something, im writing for fun. No system no romance mc is a dragon Can consider this AU since i will be exapnding on topics outside of the expored world in httyd. Ending may be considered "unsaitfying" for some also there will be I guess you can say fan made dragons and the mc will be a different dragon

Hiccup haddock was born in 282 AC, and a northern village close to sea Dragon point.

The Interspecies Cultural Exchange Act (T.I.C.E.A) was established to ensure the peaceful integration of any beings beyond our world. The program faced its first major test with the "Cascade Event," a dimensional rift that brought a group of powerful and intelligent draconic humanoids to Earth. To foster understanding and provide specialized care, a select few human civilians were chosen as exchange partners. Among them was robotics engineer Hiccup Haddock, selected for his unique expertise in prosthetics. His specific assignment: to host and assist a hostile, injured specimen designated "Night Fury," whose ability to function had been critically compromised. Hiccup's mission was not just to build a bridge between worlds, but to mend one of its most formidable new inhabitants. . . . so quick disclaimer, i'm originally a AO3 writer and i have decided to slowly start re-posting my works from my AO3 account to here. hope you all enjoy what i can offer.

Noah Eldon, Most have known him as the Drifter, the Wanderer or many more names. He has survived Mutants, Radiation, Rabid Animals, Bandits and more. How will he fare in a world of oversized fire breathing lizards? Pretty good actually, Don't take my word for it though, go read it

Ãdvåñçé çhàptêr àvàilàble óñ pàtreøn (Gk31) The people of Game of Thrones are in dire straits, blood and fire clashing everywhere, dragons breathing fire, knights brandishing swords, and a new perspective is desperately needed. What a mess! Gaimon, another time traveler from House Targaryen, rides dragons, experiences magic, battles, farming, sea adventures, and the unknown... Now that I'm here, how can I not experience everything I haven't in my previous life? After experiencing everything, what kind of god am I?

From the beginning, there was the legend. The story of Guedo, the first Night Fury, the Life-Giver, the one who sang our world into being and seeded our nests with his fire. He was a myth, a ghost, a forgotten hope. And then, his scent, the impossible aroma of creation itself, came to me from the small, clumsy, human boy who had just shot me from the sky. or, hiccup turns out to be the reincarnation of the dragons fertility god. . . This fanfic deals with very heavy themes, be warned.