"Mind telling me on where am I?" *Static* "Great, communications are dead and I'm surrounded with broken equipments and knocked out researchers and soldiers scattered across the room." *Sighs.* A certain Arbiter is now having a headache on this situation. "This is clearly not in the simulations." This is just an idea of mine that popped eut of nowhere and gave a certain shark an idea about a certain character with our conversation going at the discord. (Forgot to mention, I started writing because of the stories I read before making this account. Namely, Electo Sharkus, FollowingMuscle, TheBreizhOne, and many others! So you may see the references on their stories here too.)

This story is currently being reworked in another story. To honor this story being the first try, it'll stay up. If you wish to read the rework, Check it out at my profile. It is called "Doll Strings"

A mercenary who always accomplishes his Mission. A mercenary who knows nothing but pain and suffering. This man is Hank J. Wimbleton and he always comes back. So enjoy a journy of our favorite blender loving manic who awakes in a world somewhat familiar to him. Because there is no rest for the wicket. First time writing btw. Please don't hit me. Girls Frontline - Mica Team Madness Combat - Krinkels Coverart - Sonic_Fox

A Highschool DxD x Azur Lane x Honkai Impact 3rd multi crossover. Issei Hyoudou, formerly known as the Red Dragon Emperor, is now facing a new challenge In life without his devil or dragon powers. What will he do now? He no longer was a devil or a dragon, and his harem had all but left him, what was he to do now? Read and find out what's in store for our protagonist.

A day after fighting Riser, Issei goes to the Occult Research Club to find out that Rias kicks him out, to add salt to the wound she brutally lays it down that he is weak and also slips the truth behind his reincarnation. Issei is heartbroken. Again. He suffers from a decease with no proper cure. He near death door. Again His evil pieces which saved him is killing him at a faster rate. All Issei is now left with is hope; a hope to live and truth; Rias wanted the Red Dragon Emperor not Issei Hyoudou. Ddraig wanting his partner's survival the most decides to let go of his pride and contact his rival but what if another being comes as well which surprises both the Dragon Emperors. Issei's Journey from the weakest Red Dragon Emperor to The True Dragon of Truth and Hope. |A/N: I do not own Highschool DXD or any of the Images all the credit goes to their respective owners. I only own this storyline.|

This is basically like every other y/n self insert thing except the reader isn't an absolute fucking idiot! Also, I have zero fucks about anyone's feelings! Your favorite waifu? Deceased. Happy ending? Who said you get those?! Also I would say that you should probably know that Y/N is almost entirely a dark souls 3 character, minus the bonfires and shit. If you have played the game, great! prepare the PTSD. If you haven't! treasure the happiness you have until curiosity gets to you! (Actual Story Description) y/n l/n, the Lord of cinder that simply stopped giving a fuck! He had done everything from becoming a lord of hallows and even went through the mind numbing pain of soul level 802. Around what he believed to be somewhere around ng90, The blacksmith tells you about a unique bonfire in the dark Firelink. You check it out and get transferred to another world. How? Plot my friend. He woke up in cold sweat in a Forest that honestly didn't look like a real forest. You sigh, get up, and start making your way into the next world of bullshittery.

To be quite frank, it was tiring. The dream, then Lothric, then whatever the fuck was happening in The Lands Between. A normal being would have lost all semblance of sanity by now, but unfortunately, not you. No. You, have your guiding moonlight. And that was enough to get you through it all. That shining light at the end of the tunnel. That helpful push in the right direction. That was enough to get you through those individual hells, each with their own set of trauma. But then, you ended up...here.

He is dead. He died by the hands of the chosen undead. And now the only thing he could see was darkness, eternal darkness, spreading as far as the eye can see. Was he in the Abyss? Was he on his way to to heaven? If he was going to heaven, why isn't there any light, he wondered. Until a bright light swallowed all the darkness. (Dark Souls is not mine, neither is MGE and the fan art I will be using)

Después de salvar el mundo dos veces y derrotar a cuatro males de la humanidad, y de por fin convertirse en un héroe decente a los ojos de sus sirvientes. Issei Hyoudou finalmente regresa a casa, dispuesto a por fin tener esas vacaciones que se merece. ¿Qué le espera al Ex-Maestro de los Héroes ahora que a vuelto a su antiguo mundo? Problemas. Muchos Problemas.