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Reincarnated as Loki, the God of Stories [Multiverse Fanfiction]

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[--Read Warnings!!!] I Have Reincarnated as Loki, the God of Stories—And This Is Not the Cinematic Universe! Reborn as Loki, the God of Stories, I find myself in an alternate Marvel universe where powerful individuals lurk around every corner. This isn't the familiar MCU—it's a world teeming with gods, mutants, cosmic entities, and beings beyond comprehension. With the power to rewrite reality, shape fate, and weave narratives as I see fit, I hold the keys to limitless possibilities. Chaos, adventure, and intrigue await, but why stop there? After all, what’s a trickster god without a bit of fun? Armed with my divine abilities, I’ll carve my own legend across the multiverse, gather allies, and, of course, build my own harem. After all, I am Loki—the storyteller of my own epic tale. Warning 1: This is a Multiverse Story so Mc will not be in the Marvel after a while. Warning 2: Mc will occasionally change genders and will have sex with both genders (When in Male Form Only With Females and When in Female Form Mc Will Have Sex With Both Genders). If you do not want to read the story because of this please just leave and don't leave comment about this. Nobody holds you here. Warning 3: There will be a lot of Smut Content (Vanilla Sex, Rough Sex / BDSM, Public / Exhibitionism, Monster Girls / Non-Human Partners, Gender Bending / Transformation, Dub-Con (Dubious Consent), Non-Con (Rape / Sexual Assault), Ownership Kink, Incest / Familial Relationships). YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. IF YOU ARE NOT COMFORTABLE WITH THE CONTENT I WROTE HERE PLEASE DO NOT READ MY STORY. I AM NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR ANYTHING ANYONE DO READING THE CONTENT HERE!!!
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