"Where am I?" Questioned Venti. "For I am not in Tevyat, that I can see." An astute observation, the Bard would find. Results of work, no doubt of the Divine's. The winds blew in the seeds, from across the cosmic sea. Now find themselves rooted in the land of liberty. For over Japan will purple lightning shake the land of Harmony. And across the mountains of China, Rock will twist the economy. For green life shall bless the Middle East and as far as Bengal. And the waters of justice will shake the waves of the English Channel. For the fires of war will shake the jungles of old. And the ice that comes to freeze the hearts of all. But underneath, many lands down under. Nations and their hubris, all buried under sulfur. The Seven come to Earth, monsters roar, nations shake, the people tremble. Much shall happen, in a world without the Heavenly Principles. ===== [IP-2077 ] ===== This Fanfiction, as I have ownership of it on Ao3, is a crosspost by me.

If there was regret, if there was fear, and if there was pain, he would have seen that after four hundred years, he had borne them in constancy; both in life and death. So why now? Why was it after his karma had been burnt to naught but cinders, had he remained a Demon able to withstand the vibrancy of a distant star?

Sasuke Uchiha wouldn't have minded crucifying himself as a martyr, believing himself to be deservant of such providence, and therefore leaving the dreams of his friend to be accomplished in full. It was then he discovered why the Rinnegan was termed the "Saṃsāra Eye," being sent to "Kazdel" during the epoch of a war with a coalition against them. Even in another world, the cycle of hatred persists.

Mending anew with the Demon King, Urizen, V is whisked away from his world as he believed the pieces to finally be in place. With his nightmares seemingly dissipated, he finds himself in a land akin to Heaven settled atop an unseen landslide. That further begot the question: Why was he physically two days old? Whatever the answer may be, perhaps living a normal childhood would be a nice change of pace.

Pyrrha was going to her doom as Jaune decided to take matters into his own hands, everyone would miss Pyrrha if she was gone, but no one will miss him, when Pyrrha's back was turned he grabbed a rock and knocked her out. Taking her place to fight Cinder. On his way up he found something shining in Ozpin's office and decides to use it in the final battle, what he didn't realize was it was a Teleportation Cube, using it to create a Blast he was transported into another dimension where he was thrown into a War. RWBY belongs to Rooster Teeth and Halo belongs to 343

After his defeat at the hands of Nero, his son, Vergil begrudgingly agreed that the demonic tree Qliphoth needed to be destroyed. Determined to sever its connection to the human world, he joined his brother Dante in venturing into the demon realm to cut the tree's roots entirely, fully aware that doing so would trap them there forever. As Vergil and Dante struck the final blow to the Qliphoth's roots, its connection to the human world was severed, and the monstrous tree began to wither. But just as their mission concluded, a blinding light engulfed the area, tearing the brothers away from each other. When the light faded, neither Dante nor Vergil found themselves in the demon realm-or even in their own world. They had been cast into entirely different, unknown realms, separated and left to face the mysteries of their strange new surroundings alone. _______ I don't own DMC, it belongs to Capcom I don't own HSR, it belongs to Mihoyo I don't own any Art that will be shown, and all art displayed will be credited. The artist who made the art I used for the cover of this fanfic is kyezzzz. [(Book 1)Dante fanfic] Second book will [(Book 2) Vergil fanfic] when I'm done with Dante/caught up with the HSR story

Senator Steven Armstrong was a charismatic, ruthless, and iron-willed politician who believed in absolute strength and the survival of the fittest. He envisioned a "truly free" America-one where the weak were not shielded by the strong, and everyone had to fight for what they earned. To him, modern society's reliance on government, corporations, and regulations was nothing more than a set of shackles keeping humanity weak. But his vision was cut short. Raiden-Jack the Ripper-put an end to Armstrong's dreams of a stronger America, killing him in battle. Yet, before his death, Armstrong left behind his ideals, passing them on like a burning torch. That should have been the end of the Senator. And yet, against all logic, he woke up in a place called New Eridu. ________________________ I don't own MGS:R, it belongs to Konami I don't own ZZZ, it belongs to Mihoyo I don't own any Art that will be shown, and all art displayed will be credited. The artist who made the art I used for the cover of this fanfic is Niking.

Y/n was never anything interesting during his days at Signal academy. But after reaching his 17th Birthday, an orange interface appears in-front of him [Welcome player. Do you wish to use the Fate system?] Will Y/n use this chance to prove he's more than what meets the eye ? Or will the constellations kill our protagonist with their insane quest? Will he finally found out what his fate stores for him..? (Volume 2 is already out: It's on my profile and is completed!)

A simple walk back home turned into a rollercoaster of a adventure for a highschool boy, entering the mysterious and vast world of Teyvat he joins a traveler from another world along with their little guide to explore and discover the countless secrets of this new world.