Timeline : When Klein toured the underground ruins where the Einhorn Tudor Medici evil spirit is located, he saw the remnants and portrait of Cale Henituse, the mysterious and lofty duchy household that was buried in the history.
Facing Derrick's hopeful gaze, the Fool finally opened his mouth. "I am an evil god." The teenager continued to look at him, waiting for the end of his words. "Evil gods don't save people." Evil gods can't save people. -or, The Fool was a real evil god in the past, the kind that was mad and killed people. Staying sane...
Mr. Fool sleeps, and he accidentally drifts into an ancient dream. Mr. Fool: Let me out!! *please! dont read unless you've completed both novels!!* i was inspired to write a crossover fic from this fic on ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/56915776/chapters/144723616 of course, i did enjoy out protagonists being...
The story follows Accelerator as he tries to leave his path of villiany and attempts to become a more normal human. See Accelerator tries to befriend people around him and faces some troubles with some romance included, actually a lot romance included. The story takes place after the ww3 incident.Touma is back in acad...
Accelerator, the most powerful Level 5 esper in Academy City, awakens to find himself mysteriously transported to a fantastical world governed by unfamiliar laws and factions. Struggling to adapt and understand the enigmatic Deus ex Machina Industries and Ratatoskr, he must harness his unique abilities amidst power st...
In a world ravaged by spacequakes, Accelerator, the unparalleled esper, sacrifices his power to protect Last Order. Unexpectedly, he is pulled into this new world with new rules, where spacequakes wreak havoc unpredictably. Now, the world's mightiest esper must adapt and search for a way back to his own world. But th...
*If the artist of this cover want to claim it back, feel free to tell me* "Leukophobia. The fear of the color white, the hue of nothing. On the Sanctuary, we kneel to its grace. It was the embrace of our god, the shape of his benevolence! The Emperor of the Desolate! Our savior, our sun, our god, our radiant sky! He...
