A nameless demigod escapes a fate no hero was meant to survive. Lost between life and death, he surfaces in a world that has forgotten him - and one he no longer recognizes. Carrying scars from a past the gods refuse to speak of, he falls in with Percy Jackson, Annabeth Chase, and a rising child of Hermes. A new quest forms around him, pulling him into ancient ruins, cursed weapons, and secrets Olympus tried to bury. But as monsters stir and shadows whisper forgotten prophecies, one truth becomes clear: Some names were erased for a reason. Some heroes were never meant to return. And the closer they come to uncovering who he is, the more the earth itself begins to tremble...

Percy, a name a boy took when all he knew was war. When he learned the name from a close friend he took it as his own so he could be a Hero. However years passed and that dream became naught but an old relic, just like the hero himself. Due to circumstances, he is forced apart from his family. Having to walk his own path, he finds friends and family to call his own once again. But will his past come to haunt him? Or will a special someone deliver him from death?

A story following a young hunter named Jay. He has grown up in a world where dungeons, monsters, and humans with leveling systems are a cultural norm. At the age of 20, he awakens a skill that allows him to steal the abilities of monsters. While others are stuck with a specific skill set, he continues to grow stronger after every battle. Follow Jay's journey as he learns more about his unique situation in a world that's grown blind to the real dangers of modern-day dungeon diving.

A.D. 3485 Missing out on the next semester of university was the least of my problems. Getting stuck on an alien planet was infinitely worse. It could have happened to anyone, really. Except they don't generally invite university students along to survey new planets. There are probably good reasons for that, but, well - the captain of the ship was my absentee mother, and an exception was made. I was supposed to have two whole months to get to know her better while I sharpened my Xenobiology skills in a verdant paradise. With any luck, I would graduate early. Then I messed up, big-time. Now I'm lost, alone and struggling to survive, stranded ten thousand light-years from home.

You're alive! ...but you're not coming home. What happens when you awake to find that you've been dug up from your own grave after a month of darkness? Two grave robbers got more than they bargained for as they dug you up, assuming you were dead. When it's not the case thanks to the remaining specs of the slender man's blood keeping you alive. Not wanting the burden of keeping you they sell you off to a gentleman's club. Nothing between you or the Creepypastas will ever be the same, from misunderstandings to misleading hallucinations. Will they find you? Are they even trying? - 'I wish I never injected his blood...' you thought to yourself in a haze as a bright light bared down onto you 'because now I'm alive to endure whatever kind of hell awaits me...'

You always wanted a way out of town and away from the trauma of your every day life, but who knew it would come to you in a blue mask? Your life was certainly troubled. You had no parents- they were stripped away from you by a faceless thing in the woods one night when you were a small child. You had a troubled friend group. You had a stressful, mind-numbing minimum wage job. You had a broken home, completed by the drunken, careless uncle who had once promised to take care of you and your siblings. It made you want to disappear. The grey man dressed in black was a surprise to you after a chaotic night at home, and it was just his luck you even found him. However, what you thought to be a strange new friend was lethal and full of old horrors, and you soon come to find that he wants to be much more than just friends. (Cover art belongs to me!) Started: 8/26/2022 First Published: 10/15/2022 Finished: [Pending]

Welcome to a world filled with serial killers, monsters, literal nightmares incarnate, unexplainable phenomenons, and pretty much anything that will kill you for simply existing. In a world filled with nothing but pain and suffering, it comes as a surprise when there are those that try to go out of their way to put an end to some of it. Even more so when they actually succeed. Follow along in (y/n) (l/n)'s quest *that's you* in declaring a one man war against the depraved, psychotic, murderous beings that live alongside humanity. Otherwise known as "Creepypastas".

After the death and destruction of the humans on copper-9, the worker drones decided to move on and build their own society. So they can be free and not ordered around, but their parent company didn't like that one bit. So they sent out some new drones in a space pod to take care of them, known as disassembly drones. What they don't know, was that another drop pod was sent to copper-9. Not for the worker or disassembly drones, but for a lone drone trying to survive and escape to a new life. But that's gonna be a struggle for this lone drone due a certain injure... that left them with a broken screen.

Khan dies not too long after Nori, and Uzi is left alone. The drone child quickly falls into disrepair, becoming rusted and glitchy. Uzi is only barely able to survive, she is forced to change herself in ways no Worker Drone ever has before. J knows that her coworkers are lonely. As much as she refuses to admit it, she was lonely as well. So when N brings in a strange Disassembly Drone who seems to have just as isolated a life as the rest of them, who is she to turn them away? (Originally from Ao3, I am crossposting) Highest Rankings: #1 in Murderdrones, #2 in Body Horror, #2 in Eldritch, #5 in Glitch, #6 in Robots, #18 in Hurt-Comfort, #25 in Polyamory, #341 in Angst