My Hero Academia Fanfiction Izuku Betrayed

“Take this, it will be enough for you. It's a cheque of $3,000,000. It will be more than enough for a bum like you.” Liam looked at his wife as she held the cheque to his face, “I do not need your money, you can have it.” Liam walked out of the building, he pulled out his phone, and called someone. In a few minutes, a fleet of cars pulled up and men came down calling him ‘My Lord, it is an honor to see you.” Liam Grayson was known as the Lord Supreme Of Kundra, the third most powerful man in the world. He goes into retirement to live a peaceful life with a woman he fell in love with. But three years later after helping his wife reach the pinnacle of success in the city, she hands him a divorce paper calling him nothing but a bum. Liam looks at her and signs the papers. He leaves the building not even up to an hour, A fleet of supercars arrives with guards coming down to greet Liam. It is then that his ex-wife's family begins to regret their decision, the question is who was Liam Grayson?!

Having a crazy continuous dream like a drama series during my childhood, I realize I’m in the body of a character named Airis Absalom, daughter of the Absalom duchy. She happens to be an introvert, respectful and beautiful lady, but she died a miserable death, killed by the heartless mad future emperor, Aiden Alexander Ambrose. Not only her death, but also Ardiane empire’s total downfall. In order for me to not meet the same end and prevent the disaster I’ve seen, I made a deal with the hero, Azher Alexander Ambrose, the 4th prince. I promised to make him the next emperor in return for him to sponsor my world travel – trying to find a way to return. Living in this dream-reality, will I be able to return and succeed in saving Ardiane?

My new classmate began to assert that teachers are not people. Meanwhile, there are more and more strange cases confirming his conjecture, not all vampires are evil, there is one among them who, sacrificing everything, in the desire to overthrow the tyrant, is ready to change the course of time. we can forget the past, but it can't forget us, following the friends of the indomitable death scythe, are you sure all demons are bad? Take a look around, but rather look into yourself. Has the author ever met his hero? What is there to see! To love and even mutually.

"They called him Dustblood. Cursed. Worthless. But in the crypt’s darkness, something ancient whispered back." 2. "In a world where magic means everything, Elior has nothing—until the dead offer him a gift that should never be taken." 3. "Betrayed, humiliated, forgotten—until the shadows call his name." 4. "Magic made him an outcast. The dead will make him a weapon." 5. "The academy laughed when he fell. They won’t laugh when he rises from the crypt." 6. "Every gift in the kingdom came with a price. But Elior was willing to pay in blood."

🩸 ULTIMATE NECROMANCER SYNOPSIS Kaelen was supposed to die. Crushed beneath the weight of a collapsing raid boss and his own piss-poor judgment, he welcomed oblivion like an old drinking buddy with a grudge. Instead, he woke up naked, undead, and holding a glowing black tome that whispered sweet apocalypses into his ear like a horny banshee with no sense of personal space. Now the world is his buffet, and death is just the starter. Armed with a god-tier necromancer class, Kaelen doesn’t build an army—he cultivates a fucking family of unhinged monsters. From Nyssara, his banshee lieutenant who flirts through evisceration, to Mourn, the disgruntled bone-construct with attachment issues, his undead legion is a trauma-bonded mess of love, war, and co-dependence. The gods have rules. Kaelen writes fanfiction about breaking them. Welcome to a world where magic is a drug, love is weaponized, and the word "cunt" is a comma.

"When I opened my eyes, I was... a mushroom?!" Yuno expected a second chance at life, but not like this! Reincarnated as a tiny fungus in a world where only the strong survive, he must navigate dungeons, evolve through the mysterious Mycelium System, and fight his way up the food chain. From surviving goblin ambushes to facing legendary warriors, Yuno embarks on a journey to uncover his true destiny. But as he grows stronger, so does the darkness lurking beneath Brave Mainland. Can a mere mushroom rise to become the world's greatest hero?

After being betrayed by his ambitious wife who cheated on him with her first love, Ethan Vale; a self-made tech genius, loses everything he built. He is accused of theft and robbed of his life's work by the very woman he had sacrificed everything for. Branded a failure and abandoned to die on the streets, he disappears—only to return five years later, wealthier and more powerful than everyone who once stepped on him. They look down on him, thinking he was still a loser. Only if they knew that he was now the famous Tech Genius known as the Invisible Innovator and the King of War. The Phoenix CEO had returned for his revenge, one that will leave a scar in the city for eternity. It was not just about payback; it’s about reclaiming his pride, rewriting his destiny, and destroying the people who betrayed him. A story that would be retold for generations

Reborn with all his memories, an Immortal King is determined to immediately resolve all his past regrets. However, he discovered that things were not that simple. A huge and hidden conspiracy, which seemed to make him a chess piece had been prepared in advance! And a big secret that has not been revealed will bring him into chaos! But he was undeterred and laughed up to the sky. “The Heavens and the World are one thing. Heaven and Hell are two. Two in one, everything is under my will." "I am the Immortal King! Want to destroy the King? Are you worthy?"

“I’m major Kaelen, I live in this forest before you, this is my kingdom, and I will take you all down one after the other. Look closely at the ground beneath your boots, soldiers. That soil is already hungry. You arrived here thinking you were an army. You are just meat walking into a larder. You do not command this space; the shadows command you, and I am the hand that guides them. I will not fight your formations. I will bleed you drop by drop. Your patrols will disappear without a whisper. Your sentries will wake up finding the razor edge of my knife where their breath used to be. Go ahead, try to advance. You will find that retreat is impossible, surrender is irrelevant, and the only mercy you will receive is the speed of my strike. You will die lost, you will die afraid, and you will die remembering the sound of my name echoing through the impenetrable darkness. This is not a war you are fighting. This is an execution you insisted upon.”

Among them a boy with sharp eyes and untamed hair, no older than sixteen. Lin Dong. Whispers rise around him. “The failure of the Lin family…” “His father lost everything to Lin Langtian.” But Lin Dong says nothing. His jaw tightens, his fists curl. “I’ll make them remember my name.” The gong strikes. The test begins. One by one, disciples unleash their Yuan Power, glowing faintly with light. When Lin Dong steps forward silence. He places his palm on the stone pillar. Nothing. No glow. No tremor. Just cold stone. Laughter ripples through the crowd. Lin Langtian, his older cousin, smirks from afar already a martial prodigy, already chosen by the clan elders. But Lin Dong’s eyes don’t lower. There’s something burning behind them something feral. That night, he runs into the mountains, fists bleeding, shouting into the dark. “If the heavens won’t give me power, I’ll take it myself!” Lightning flashes and the earth trembles. From beneath the ancient roots, a strange stone talisman rises glowing with ancient runes. The air hums, trees bow, and the mountain itself seems to breathe. Lin Dong stares at it, breathless. The talisman pulses once… twice… then melts into his palm. His eyes widen his veins blaze with golden light. And somewhere, deep within the realm of spirits… something wakes up. “Finally… someone worthy.”