In Azeroth, a world ravaged by unending war, the Silver Flask tavern stands as an unlikely refuge where enemies can set aside their differences and find peace, thanks to its enigmatic owner, Callen. A former hitman with a mysterious past, Callen offers a place of refuge for all, from the most hardened warriors to the most unlikely of allies.

En un pequeño pueblo olvidado en el frío norte de Lordaeron, un joven llamado Liam despierta a una nueva vida con recuerdos de un pasado que no pertenece a este mundo. Como hijo bastardo de un noble menor, y equipado con un misterioso sistema que refleja su crecimiento y habilidades, Liam comienza a trazar su propio camino hacia un único propósito: conquistar la tierra que lo vio renacer. "Nacer para Conquistar Lordaeron" es una historia de renacimiento, ambición y poder ambientada en el épico universo de Warcraft, donde la luz y la sombra son dos caras de una misma moneda.

Special Designation Prototype Model δ, or simply referred to as "Delta". Was found as a pill baby outside of Outpost 3's walls and was adopted by a couple, later renamed Delta Ivo by his adoptive mother. He never had any real memories of a time before he was found, no knowledge of who he was, what he truly was, or who his real parents were. Join him and Uzi to find their purpose in this cold, unforgiving world of Copper-9. Note: I do not own Murder Drones; that goes to Liam Vickers and the team at SMG4/Glitch, only the few original characters in this book. Please don't sue me JCJenson Also be warned this is my first ever story, so please be as harsh as you want. I'll listen #1 in #murderdrones 12/13/24

The incident which caused the extinction of humans in Copper 9 and the rise of Worker Drones as a civilization. But what would happen if one actually survived and grew up living with Worker Drones and Disassembley Drones alike. This is the story of how Anton Watt came to be, ready to find out more?

Outpost-40. You considered it the shittiest Outpost on Copper-9, not like you had any reason to not believe that. People there treated you as if you didn't exist, only some peasant commoner, only meant to be sent out to the wastes to get them what they need, not stuff for people like you. The things that you really needed to survive. Broken people like you were meant to be discarded in their eyes. That kind of system has worked for humans for thousands of years, why change it now? That kind of hierarchy was necessary in their eyes, to keep people like you in check. They'll keep you alive, but only because they need you to get their supplies. Their toys. You wanted them to get what was coming to them. Luckily, someone was right around the corner. Unluckily for you, they took an interest to you. ----------------------- COVER ART BY ME

I came up with this on a Saturday while watching Minecraft let's play's ships y/n x V j x herself N x uzi I don't own any of these characters in this story since they are made by glitch productions only one we all own as a multi fandom group is y/n

A young male dies from an unfortunate incident and ends up in hell. Without any prior knowledge of the problems that heaven and hell is like. he has much to learn about this new life All pictures and videos belongs to their respective creators I only own the story (Hints to help you out) Y/n = your name L/n = last name F/f = favorite food H/c = hair color F/c = favorite color Reached #3 in longstory 2024

My name is Ace. I am a Worker Drone of Outpost 3. And this is gonna be one helluva story.

[Lean es importante] (Descripción) Buenas Días, Tarde o Noches depende de cuando leas esto. Hola está historia se me ocurrió escribirla en mi momento más esquizofrénico. -----------------------------------------------------------------(Dis-puto-claimer) Esta historia se basa en el universo de Fundamental Paper Education o FPE para los cuates. Cabe recalcar que esta obra y los personajes no es de mi autoría todos pertenecen a Kaatie. -----------------------------------------------------------------(Contexto del protagonista) Eres un adolescente de 17 años que tiene la insólita capacidad de no Sentir emociones en lo absoluto. Esto es una desventaja como ventaja ya que al no necesitar expresarte emocionalmente tu capacidad mental es muy superior al resto incluso de personas inteligentes. -----------------------------------------------------------------(Contexto de tu pasado) Durante los primeros 5 años de tu vida fuiste un experimento de tu padre para crear al humano perfecto. Aquel que mejorará la genética de la humanidad(con humanidad me refiero tanto a humanos, semi-humanos, androides, demonios, etc.). Tu fuiste el último de los sujetos de prueba y el único exitoso que respira hoy en día. Tu padre jamás explico sus verdaderas intenciones con esto también jamás te importo nunca se lo preguntaste y nunca lo harías. No lo odias ni lo juzgas ni siquiera te molesta en recordar todo lo que viviste a tan corta edad que mas da no te afecta en lo absoluto. ----------------------------------------------------------------- (Entrada de datos #1) Fecha 07/09/2005 Ubicación:ERROR ¿?: Hasta ahora el sujeto de pruebas M-100 no muestra ninguna emocion por el estádo del sujeto F-078 puede que está sea el indicado. (En el fondo se escuchaba sonidos de agonía de una niña) ¿?: Solo se limita a observar al sujeto de pruebas agonizante mientras sigue respondiendo el examen que le entregué sin importarle es estado del contrario simplemente fascinante.

❝𝙄'𝙈 𝙍𝘼𝙄𝙎𝙄𝙉' 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝘿𝙀𝘼𝘿 (𝙀𝙑𝙀𝙍𝙔𝙊𝙉𝙀, 𝙏𝙐𝙍𝙉 𝘼𝙉𝘿 𝙍𝙐𝙉)❞ - fundamental paper education x necromancer!reader [gender-neutral] [discontinued] ˗ˏˋ꒰ 🪦 ꒱ In which a usually forgotten student gains the attention of their peers due to their unnatural ability of reanimation. They begin to attract more friends as the teachers search for the reason why their failing students were brought back from the dead. How long will they be able to hide their ability from the staff? 𝘛𝘏𝘐𝘚 𝘚𝘛𝘖𝘙𝘠 𝘊𝘖𝘕𝘛𝘈𝘐𝘕𝘚... blood, gore, death, etc. all characters are 16-17 in this fic!