One second I was throwing punches at an alien warlord on a sinking warship. The next, reality shattered like cheap glass, swallowing me whole. Now, I'm stuck in a place called New Eridu-a hyper-advanced, neon-drenched city built on the edge of a literal apocalypse. Out there, the rest of the world has been completely eaten by "Hollows," these terrifying, reality-warping localized disasters that mutate anything they touch with a toxic energy called Ether. I don't know the history here. I don't know the factions running the streets, and I definitely don't know how to survive a toxic wasteland. So, to keep a low profile, I'm blending in as a regular neighborhood helper at a retro video store called Random Play. It's a quiet life. The owners are cool, the noodles are great, and nobody asks too many questions. But let's be real. A ten-year-old kid lying low in the final bastion of civilization is one thing. A kid wearing a mysterious, unmapped alien device that can instantly rewrite his DNA into various grim-looking aliens? Yeah. I can't stay hidden forever. Zenless Zone Zero and Ben 10 belong to their respective owners.

A boy named Miguel has spent thirteen years in the world of Zenless Zone Zero since the day he transmigrated - from the catastrophe of the fall of the Old District, all the way to the Battle of Lumina Square, a conflict that nearly brought all of New Eridu crashing down. The ordinary boy he once was has long since been forged into something extraordinary by the passage of time. People have given him many names. The Savior of New Eridu? A god walking among men? None of those titles matter. All the world needs to know is this - from this moment forward: The shadow of regret shall be scattered by the radiance of creation. Welcome to a New Eridu unlike any you have known.

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After the Khaenri'yah catastrophe, Barbatoes finds a bundle of blankets, and inside is a babe with white wings like him. Golden hair like the sun, and blue ocean eyes. Venti, as a single dad, deals with parenthood all by himself. Sike, he asks Morax for help. Venti x Zhongli Fluff Story. Each part is about 500 words. Just a fun little story I thought of and had to write.

the title says everything. (harem x male reader) (story isn't finished.)

Belle - the other half of Phaethon - was simply minding her own business, checking stock levels and organizing the shop (with Wise forcing her to do it, of course). Everything was routine - until, out of nowhere, she and her brother were suddenly transported into a mysterious theater. Around them were people she recognized: some famous, some familiar, and others she knew little about. Just as confusion began to spiral into chaos, a kind yet mischievous old man appeared before them. With a cryptic smile, he explained that they had all been gathered to witness events that would soon shape the future - events that held great importance not only to their world, but especially concerning the enigmatic being known as the Fox of Apocalypse.

​"I didn't ask for a new world. I just asked for five minutes of silence. Clearly, that was too much to hope for." ​Scuro doesn't care for legends. He doesn't care for "fate." As the son of Vergil, he's spent his life managing a legacy of blood and a family tree that defines the word chaotic. He is a 25-year old man with a few words, a sharp tongue, and a blade that speaks louder than his dry, sarcastic remarks ever could ​When a rift in reality drops him onto the rain-slicked shores of Solaris-3, he doesn't wake up with amnesia or a grand purpose. He wakes up with a headache and a deep irritation at the "Tacet Discords" ruining the neighborhood ​The Resonators of Huanglong were expecting a "Rover"-a hero to guide them. Instead, they got Scuro: a youth who is blunt to a fault, intensely private, and quietly carries the weight of everyone's safety on his shoulders without ever asking for a "thank you." ​In a world where frequencies clash and the Sound is a weapon, Scuro is the ultimate dissonance. He doesn't seek power for the sake of it; he seeks it to ensure the chaos never touches the few people he's decided are worth his silent protection. ​Solaris-3 is about to find out: the quietest blade cuts the deepest.

it was merely a game. that was how it began. that's all it was, just a game that got immensely popular. Zenless Zone Zero. (Y/n) heard of it, he played it. he enjoyed it. The combat was fun, and admittedly, the women were...well, they were good. but that just doesn't explain this now, does it? because last time he checked, he did not live inside Zenless Zone Zero. although his current situation says otherwise.

The damn train

For thousands of years no one has seen him, nor any other like him. They have wanished after the war. Many died, some survived and lived peaceful lives, forgetting their duty, for they have lost what they possessed. But one, one was cursed. Cursed to be turned to stone and protect the Light and Dark.