During the summer after the Chamber of Secrets incident Harry encounters a troll. An alien troll. Apparently a whole group of these guys had fled their planet for a better chance at life. Now on Earth, and making friends, Harry wonders how much their going to affect his life. And how much he'll let a certain high Capricorn meddle.

Three friends get transported to Skyrim. The first thing they do instead of trying to find a way home? "Guys...We should take over the world." "Fuck yes!" "I'm all on board for that."

They won, but instead of a new universe they get a reset. This reset includes meddling superheroes that won't leave well enough alone, and villains that want you to 'join the dark side'. The kids want nothing to do with either, especially with the covert team Superman wants them to join. But if it helps them find the Trolls, who they lost contact with, will they do it?

Harry, now to old to worry about anything, is really tired of everything. Being the Master of Death isn't all it's cracked up to be. Death is nice enough, but Life's a jerk while Fate's a bitch. When they all get tired of his moping they decide he needs a vacation from the evilness of paperwork and drop him on the nearest planet with a opportunity. Literally. What to do now?

Humanity progressed enough to populate four planets before they screwed up. Now people are munching on each other, so our little group of people builds a machine that'll take them to a planet they can live on. But it takes them to the planet of the Trolls. This could either be really good, or really, really bad. Either way, there will be culture clash.

She hasn't seen the worst of humanity, but she has seen some pretty bad stuff. They use intelligent creatures in systematic dog fights, but they seem to work fine. Why, exactly, are these naïve idiots with no survival instinct to speak of not dead? The answer is simple. Pokémon. Which they use in the dog fights. "You guys are all so stupid..." We know honey. We know.