Following the conclusion of DOOM 2016, Samuel Hayden unknowingly sends The Doomslayer into a world of Heroes and Villians. But when the Demons invade the alternate world, The Unchained Predator will need the help of it's Heroes...and it's guardian Angel.

Fleeing from his homeland, he wound up on an island. Choosing Salvation he freed himself from that cursed island. Death to the Nameless God. He must atone for the sins he committed. A deal to do so leads to Remnant. Look out Remnant, the Saltborn seeks Sanctuary.

Welp! I died. I died a death that I do not regret and now I am in a new world. I am reborn as Robin Redwood, a Fox Faunus who was found by a very well known huntsman. I have the powers of the gamer for some odd reason and I am now just trying to keep Volume 3 from happening. Let's just hope I destroy the canon too bad. (SI/Slight Gamer fic. OC x ?) (First Story, so hope you enjoy)

The Hunt is Over. The Moon Presence lies dead, and The Good Hunter has become the new master of the Dream. However, wanting to get away from the horrible place that is Yharnam, she has willed the Hunter's Workshop to a new realm. One filled with lustful Monster Girls and the humans who oppose them. I'm posting this on RoyalRoad.

A misplaced traveler finds himself in the shoes of what is supposed to be one of the most important characters...that he's never even known about before. Now far out of his depth, the Angels are most certainly going to be the least of his problems.

four people from four kingdoms meet up at beacon and end up on the same team

When the Scouts, along with their friends and foes, are shoved into a room together, the last thing they expected was to watch a show about their pasts, present, and futures. Part 1 of Requiem (Watching Attack on Titan)

With the commonwealth on the brink of war, the sole survivor finds himself incapable of deciding who to side with. So he distracts himself with anything else he can find. The mechanist, Far harbor, Nuka world, anything to get him away from the central issues within the commonwealth. Now though, he and his companion Dogmeat get stranded in the world of remnant, stuck teaching.

Remnant never knew what true horror was until demons more terrifying than the Grimm arrived, seeking to conquer a world they think belongs to them. Nor the limits a warrior stripped of his humanity would push himself, and others, to exterminate the Slaves of Doom and their mortal allies. His path of perpetual torment continues and this time he will no longer be walking it alone...

In one world Hunters fought Wyverns; in another they fought Grimm. Two worlds never meant to intersect... and yet when the light of Bio-energy suddenly sends a Hunter of the Old World to the World of Remnant he finds himself among a different breed of hunters as he adapts to new rules and weapons, as well as new and old enemies. "Let the hunt begin."

when two friends die they are brought to the world of remnant to save it will they succeed or die trying one thing is for certain they will always have each others back

Sent from a dying world in order to save his kind he sent to a new world. Will he prosper or become a husk searching for his next souls to consume. Disclaimer I do not know Souls lore as much as I do Percy Jackson. My cousin is helping me and he has played most the game and is more versed in its lore than I am. If something is wrong please tell me and I will change it as soon as

After Shinji rejected instrumentality, he was greeted to an alone world. His friends were gone, except for the one he was afraid of seeing the most. Post Third Impact Follows Last A

The Chosen Undead thought a trip centuries back in time to the ancient land of Oolacile would be the oddest incident he was ever involved in, yet an encounter with the primordial man sent him to a place beyond his understanding. With a new, shattered moon amidst the stars, he's left searching for a way back to Lordran. He had a destiny to fufill, after all. He was chosen.

Delsin Rowe, unemployed, street artist, Conduit, and hero of Seattle finds himself lost in translation. Having gone to not only a different country, but a whole different earth, he's having a harder time trying to stay out of trouble. But in a world where having powers isn't anything special, he's just like everyone else. Well, not exactly like everyone else... [ONESHOT]

The Grimm closed in, as the ember in his soul shivered and then surged forth, burning irrepressibly as he faced death once more. "It's going to be a long night" The 9-year-old murmured, his tone quivering in a manner that might have been mistaken for terror… if not for the nigh maniacal grin stretched across his face "Well, just another dance at death's border, I guess" Gamer!Jaune

Isaac Clarke has seen a lot in his life. But he has never seen anything like the world of Remnant. Now he must fight to survive the dangers of this new world, nothing new to him. But something far more evil lurks in the shadows and the inhabitants of Remnant are not ready for the cold grasp of the dead.

"What do we know about him?" "Not much, professor. He was covered in dirt and sand, the uniform he was wearing was very weathered. Nothing in his pockets except for ammunition, explosives, and maps. There was a radio too but we can't get it to connect on any channel." "Insignia?" "Just one thing, over his left breast pocket on the uniform. It reads 'U.S. Army'."