ymir fritz story

This is a story about an original character of mines. She is a female speedster who lives in the marvel Universe. and this is her original origin story.

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Devoid of emotions, even though he longs to cry, he cannot shed tears. For a great sinner, the cycle of death and reincarnation is the harshest punishment. Yet, what he truly desires is absolute oblivion. To attain it, he must endure countless trials and tribulations. (Forgive me if there are any strange words; I used a translation machine.)

One day, an exiled Mercury fell from the night sky, only to disappear. For four years. Waking up, she found that times had changed. What will the exiled Planet do, and how will she get back?

Title System (Your Class based on how powerful your Gift is): From best to worst: Emporer/Empress Most powerful, cant be fucked with, only 1 in a Community. King/Queen Second most powerful but not to be underestimated, only 2 in a Community. Prince/Princess Third most powerful and are usually the ones who interact the most in society, Max of 10 in a Community. Duke/Duchess Fourth most powerful and the assholes of society, no limit of members in a community. Marquess/Marchioness You get the idea. Earl/Countess Viscount/Viscountess Baron/Baroness Name: Zion Pendron Age: 17 Gift: ??? Local School Rank: King Global School Rank: Prince Special Fact: Likes his sister Appearance: Medium dark hair, usually wears headphones, and a sweatshirt. Name: Yuaka Toisha Age: 17 Gift: ??? Local School Title: Queen Global School Title: Princess Special Fact: Wasnt born with a powerful Gift Appearance: Wears a striped bucket hat and has shoulder length white hair. Prologue: Humans, Weak and vulnerable when left to their own accord but when given a Gift... Society can and will blossom. What even is this Gift? It's a random power given to every human without fail that gives them a special ability that they can use. Sometimes at points of true, raw emotion it seldom can change and become even more powerful or even weaker depending on the circumstances. It has lead to a modernistic society where people have thrived and can create bonds with each other in many different ways.

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Man's greatest weapon is his ability to think. Take that away and life is a total mess. Left with a few people in life, David Heath battles everyday to merely stay alive. Does he find his true purpose? Will society except him? Only time will tell

These are some poems, or rhymes, that I have written in my free time. I hope you enjoy.

Every ending births a beginning… But humanity’s beginning has reached its end. The heavens burn. The seas boil. Angels descend, and demons rise — the world itself becomes a battlefield for YMIR’S HOLY WAR, the final prophecy that will erase mankind from existence. In the ruins stands AIDEN — not a chosen one, not a savior, just a man who refuses to kneel. When fate itself offers him one miracle — a single wish strong enough to rewrite destiny — he makes the only choice left to a dying world. But miracles have a price. And the gods never lose. Hunted by Heaven, pursued by Hell, Aiden walks a path no mortal was meant to tread — toward the heart of creation, where even time must bow. This is not a story of salvation. It’s a story of rebellion — against prophecy, against gods, against the cruel loop of life and death itself. The apocalypse isn’t coming. It already began the day Aiden made his wish.

Qin Yao opens her eyes and finds herself transmigrated from a post-apocalyptic world into the body of an ancient peasant woman. Her family consists of four stepchildren needing care. A good-for-nothing husband, who has nothing but looks, is causing a ruckus. They live in a thatched hut, without a grain of rice, the family is emaciated like refugees. If that wasn't enough, someone even comes to collect debts! Anger rises in Qin Yao's heart, and she kicks the wretched husband out, "Debt collector, feel free to just beat him to death!" The four stepchildren: !!! With the world quieted, Qin Yao rolls up her sleeves to revive the family. Hunting, carrying bags, fighting bandits, she's an expert in all. But facing the fields, with her back to the sky, and her face to the earth, even a top-tier fighter from the post-apocalyptic world waves her hand: Can't take it! Really can't take it! Qin Yao scratches her head: In the ancient times where agricultural taxes are extremely high, how can I avoid farming? At this moment, the lazy husband who was sent away to die (twisting and crawling) (struggling to stand up) (screaming and roaring): My dear! I think I can be saved!