"Old soldiers never die. They just fade away in the wind." Decades after Sukuna's death, and before the arrival of the Rumelian Tribe of Simuria, Itadori Yuji fades away from Earth and finds himself in the land of an unforgiving world- the world of Terra.

Talulah Artorius found herself in Danmachi world. Disclaimer: Not own any of the series.

Synopsis : A man wakes up in the middle of a chaotic city with no memory. But as he explores the city, he meets a group calling themselves Rhodes Island who are trying to get out of this chaotic city, and a group calling themselves The Reunion who are the perpetrators of the chaos that occurred in this city. The man decide to go with Rhodes Island and try to leave this city. But their journey to leave the city is not easy, because they have to face the leader of Reunion who has extraordinary powers. Slowly, the man's memory begins to return as he meets The Reunion leader. However, his goal is not finished just by remembering, but he still needs to save his beloved peoples. This is a journey to created a hope for everyone... Note : This is a fanfiction, Arknights is owned by YOSTAR. Also warning, a bad grammar. English is not my first language. Have fun reading, Thank you!

Giorno Giovanna did not know where the golden winds of Kismet would bring him as the universe reset, but to another world where reality had been turned upside down was not on his bucket list. What to do next? Become the Gang-Star of Siracusa, the inverted Italy, while grappling with the loss of his previous world.

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.

The stone-cold effigy of the 'strongest' was an idea that stripped those of all their humanities and spirit. It too was what robbed Gojo Satoru of everything he was and wasn't.

His eyes were upon the scales, they always have been. When the time of the final Holy Selection came, he was "chosen," and there his gaze finally wavered.

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.

What retched above the waves was something unexpected, a torn rift in what logic should be held about the world at large. A Hollowfied Ichigo Kurosaki, drenched from the fires of Hell, awakens in a completely different world-in a land fraught with salt-drenched beasts of instinct. Said land was aptly named Sal Viento.

(Rewrite is out) "You were magnificent, Satoru Gojo. I will never forget you for as long as I live." Satoru Gojo laid there, bisected in half, as if the universe itself had severed any hope of defeating the demon in front of him. Though, he still held hope in his students, hope that they would be able to carry on what he could not. He was satisfied, finally lifting the weights of the world off his shoulders, he was willing to pass on... But what if fate had other plans for The Honored One? I do not own Arknights or Jujutsu Kaisen, they belong to their respective owners.