𝙍𝘼𝙏𝙀𝘿 𝙈 𝙁𝙊𝙍 𝙈𝘼𝙏𝙐𝙍𝙀 𝘼𝙐𝘿𝙄𝙀𝙉𝘾𝙀𝙎-𝙑𝙄𝙀𝙒𝙀𝙍 𝘿𝙄𝙎𝘾𝙍𝙀𝙏𝙄𝙊𝙉 𝙄𝙎 𝘼𝘿𝙑𝙄𝙎𝙀𝘿 This work may contain dark themes. If you have experienced trauma or are uncomfortable with sensitive subject matter, please read at your own discretion. "Who am I, if not a warrior... What am I, if not a god...?" Every question deserves an answer. Every answer deserves to have a question. Every person deserves to have someone... But you are not a man... You are not a human... You are something else, something worse... Something with a purpose not yet found... You are Y/n... No... You don't even get a name... You are Sun Wukong... A god... A deity... nothing more, nothing less... ... .. . But... What if... Just maybe... You could be something less... Someone who doesn't have to fear what they are... Someone who doesn't need to worry about what they are to become... What if... What if you were just a man...? Just a titan...? .... ... .. . "You don't have to be what destiny wants you to be... You are who you choose to be... Whether that be Sun Wukong... Or Y/n..."

As promised, a revised, hopefully more polished book of Zenless Zone Zero x Male OP reader.

Male Reader X Yixuan (ZZZ X Dark Souls collab story ) Life works in strange ways. Y/N Foster (canon name: Leon Foster) realized this after becoming the solo survivor to a car crash that killed his entire family. Losing his arms and his right eye was not the only issue he had to face. To pay the bills, Y/N was forced into working with a notorious mafia clan known as The Duke's Family. After months of torment, Y/N massacred the entire chain of command, freeing him. With the help of the mayor of New Eridu, he is given a new role. Now, in a new area, Y/N must stop the evil forces threatening peace, confront his past, and save New Eridu from an ancient Hollow and the creatures lurking in the depths of the Abyss.

NAME: Y/N L/N CODENAME: ECHO AGE: 18 RACE: Human He was taken at age four. Trained to be a weapon. Fifteen children entered Project CH. Only he survived. He feels no fear. He can't say "I love you." He trusts no one. But he keeps his word. Even unto death. Now Lucifer has hired him to protect Charlie, the Princess of Hell, in the most dangerous city in the afterlife. No powers. No magic sword. No demon form. Just a human in Hell. But sometimes, a human is all you need.

Y/N was quirkless,but what if he actually wasn't?There's this malicious being in his head.Will he be great or succumb?

2006. People start dying with smiles carved into their faces, bodies untouched by any known curse. No residue. No explanation. Just something unseen that lingers. Y/N is already unstable-his cursed technique distorts his perception so badly he can't tell if people are real, beautiful, or something monstrous pretending to be human. Then the voices begin. Not random. Not broken. They speak clearly. They mimic the people he trusts. They tell him they love him. Suguru bends reality until nothing lines up. Satoru traps him in endless, suffocating loops of perception. And something else... something older... watches through all of it. It doesn't want to kill him. It wants to keep him.

"Are these my sins coming back to curse me..?" Born to shine equally with the rest, forced to be their orbit, wishing to be only starlight. Y/N L/N, born into a dying clan that treats him as their final chance for power, their miracle from God. However he wishes nothing more than sincere love from those around him, not fake praise. All rights for Jujutsu Kaisen are owned by Gege Akutami

[𝐊𝐍𝐘 𝐱 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐓] ━━━━━━━━━━ ↳ 𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒆 ༉‧₊˚✧ editing phase ༉‧₊˚✧ ━━━━━━━━━━ "Invokingly, the imagery of the dragonfly is the universal revelation of transformation, adaptability, and self-realization. But even a dragonfly; prosperous and valiant, get their wings clipped." [COVER-ART DOES NOT BELONG TO ME! CREDITED TO RESPECTIVE OWNER!]

"In physics, a singularity is a point in spacetime where known laws cease to apply. In nature, it is defined as a quality of extraordinary uniqueness; a one-of-a-kind event that breaks the established pattern." In the world of Jujutsu, power is a blood-bound privilege. The Zenin, Kamo, and Gojo Clans have ruled for generations, preserving their inherited techniques as sacred, untouchable relics. To them, talent is not born; it is inherited. Yet blood is imperfect. Genetics is a ruthless gamble, and sometimes the curse of chance gives birth to something that should never exist. This is not the story of a child chosen by fate. This is the story of a singularity, an anomaly born outside destiny, capable of overturning the foundations of Jujutsu itself... if it survives long enough to grasp the weight of what it truly is.