Harry walked to his death in the Forbidden Forest, and he didn't get back up. Harry woke up in a different forest than the one he died in, in a whole new world, in fact. Wizards were apparently Istari here, god-like eternal beings sent to police this world by the actual gods. The description of the Istari wasn't too off, but he denied it. He wasn't an Istar, and he couldn't say he was a Wizard, as that and Istari were interchangeable here. What was there for him to call himself, then? A mage? HP / LOTR crossover

Hadrian shook his head slowly. "No," he lied. He wasn't sure why he withheld the truth, but something told him to keep his past life a secret for now. "I just... woke up here." Elrond and Glorfindel exchanged a glance, silent words passing between them. "You are unlike any child we have seen before," Elrond finally said. "Your presence is... different. But there is no darkness in you. That alone is enough for us to offer you sanctuary." Hadrian exhaled, some of the tension in his body easing. Safe. He had never truly been safe before. The idea felt foreign, but not unwelcome. It was then that he finally noticed his reflection in the polished silver mirror across the room. He inhaled sharply. An elfling stared back at him. His body was smaller, more delicate, yet not frail. His ears tapered into elegant points, peeking through his unruly dark hair, which cascaded down to his shoulders in soft waves. His eyes were still the same vivid green, but they held a strange, ethereal glow, as if infused with the very magic of this world. A child again. A proper child, not the underfed, scrappy boy who had spent his youth locked away in a cupboard. Hadrian raised a trembling hand to his face, his fingers tracing over smooth skin, unblemished by scars of war and hardship. He had truly been reborn. -Takes place during The Hobbit-

Alright, someone had to do it. It's about time to find a LOTR fanfic starring male readers, since you find fanfics aimed at women or of a non-heterosexual nature, and I see that nobody dares to create a fanfic aimed at a male audience or male reader category, but hey, enough of complaining about the lack of LOTR fanfics. Elion, a man of the Rohirrim wanting to prove himself to King Theoden, strove to rise to the top of the ranks and have the honor of protecting Rohan's King, but fate gave him someone else to protect.

Taranis is a person from Earth who gets sent to the world of Middle Earth with a gamer system.

'...The Ring passed to Isildur, who had this one chance to destroy evil forever, but the hearts of men are easily corrupted...' '...the hearts of men are easily corrupted...' It's not always men who are easily corrupted. Dwarves were corrupted by greed. Elves were corrupted by selfishness. But that didn't stop them. And neither will men. Mistakes of our ancestors does not define who we are nor what will we become. Our actions, and our way of achieving them, is what makes us who we are. It's what makes us living beings. Disclaimer: I don't own Lord Of The Rings or any reference appearing in this story. That belongs to J. R. R. Tolkien. I only own the plot. Hope you like it. :-)

A boy raised by orcs fights in a war.