wolverine hurt fanfiction

Author's Note:this is my fanfic i wanted to share it with you,the latest chapters are on AO3. Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/70376611/chapters/182804786 Logan’s claws aren’t his only weapon anymore. After the bonding of adamantium, something in his genes changed. Every time he crosses claws with another mutant or monster, his body resonates, adapts — stealing a piece of what makes them dangerous. Predator’s senses. Hunter’s reflexes. Bone-deep claws that never break. From the frozen north with Hulk and Wendigo, through the blood-soaked corridors of Department H, to the jungles of Krakoa and the nightmare of Proteus — Logan evolves, one fight at a time. Each victory brings a rush he can’t resist, and each upgrade drags him deeper into something between survival and addiction. This isn’t just Wolverine’s story of joining the X-Men. It’s the story of a man becoming something new — an equalizer a predator who can’t stop changing, and maybe the only one brutal enough to carry the world on his claws.

Takeo Minamoto had transmigrated. He crawled out of a grave, reborn as a boy named Kamado Takeo. Then he learned—this world has demons. And not just that... it's an anime world. One he’s never even seen before. Ugh... I scrimped and saved, just to buy a massive TV—and for what? I binge-watched Avengers, Inception, Loki, The Wolf of Wall Street, and every goddamn Nolan mind-bender out there. And now you're telling me I should've watched anime instead? Yeah—Fuck you too, God! And then... He started seeing a familiar figure in his dreams? Takeo: "Can someone explain to me why Wolverine is in my dreams? And not just any Wolverine—Old Man Logan?" Wait, are you saying… if I earn his recognition, I can gain his powers?? After realizing this, the way Takeo looked at Logan changed entirely. Old Man Logan from Logan, 2B from NieR: Automata, the Wolf from Sekiro, Hide from Nioh, who defeated Otakemaru... By gaining the approval of powerful characters from different worlds and inheriting their abilities, Takeo gradually grows into a protector strong enough to guard everything. And so... This story begins with a boy who climbed out of his own grave.

Follow the story of Richard. A boy who died and won against a transmigrator. Getting a second chance at life and a Wolverine template he will rise from his position of a small folk in lanisport and to the greatest warrior. Becoming the Godfather of Westeros.

una historia de un tipo que reencarna en Wolverine, la historia no es mía solo la traduje, es un fanfic chino esperen dolor de cabeza al leer

In a world where dragons soared through myth and serpents coiled in the shadows of history, a prodigious yet sickly martial arts master found himself given a second chance—one he had never sought. Reborn into the privileged yet isolated life of wolverine, the sole heir to a vast 19th-century Canadian estate, he initially believed his destiny lay in refining his fighting skills and turning them into fortune. Perhaps he could master the art of boxing, carving out a name for himself in underground rings or high society duels. But as the Industrial Revolution roared to life around him, opportunities far greater than mere physical prowess beckoned. Yet fate, ever a cruel jester, had woven a far more complicated tale. The original James had been a frail, sickly child, doomed to waste away in the halls of his family’s manor. And if that weren’t enough, his life had been entangled in scandal—a whispered affair with the estate’s gardener, a disgrace hidden beneath the weight of nobility. But none of that compared to the true horror. A sharp, searing pain tore through his hands. His breath hitched as he doubled over, clutching his fingers in disbelief. Then, with a wet, sickening sound, something burst forth from his knuckles—three jagged bone claws, gleaming under the dim candlelight of his room. James stared in shock, his heartbeat pounding like a war drum in his ears. This wasn’t just a second life. It was something far more dangerous. Far more… monstrous. And as the blood dripped onto the polished wooden floors, he realized one chilling truth—his future was far more uncertain than he had ever imagined.

A person who from childhood did not know what it was to "walk" and "move his hands" falls into an ordinary sick boy born in the middle of the XIX century. But such an ordinary one? Maybe there is something else here? From the author: I am Russian More chapters on my account Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/killmobskin (Chapters every day and +10 more than here)

A USA Marine dies in the line of duty and wakes up in the body of The Wolverine. Now he must determine where he is and what he should do in his new life. However, some habits are hard to let go.

This is a translated Chinese novel . Original name in comments. Reborn as the sole heir of the 19th-century Canadian manor owner. He thought he would make money by practicing boxing, but he took advantage of the industrial revolution to become a giant of the times. In the end, the original owner was a hopelessly sick ! I am also a bastard due to mom's shameful affair with a savage of a human gardener… who was my father's childhood friend..... Wait, what’s up with the claw? James Howlett looked at the bone claws protruding from between his fingers, and became more and more worried about his future.

I don't want to hurt you but I want you to stay.

Aliens to Gods. From Powers to Magic. From death to life. Where does our Protagonist stand? Well, of course, the top.