(I do not own any of the franchises listed in this story.) After the destruction of the Earthmover, A bright white flash occurred. V1 ended up in an unfamiliar place that wasn't hell. Then, the machine comes across a female machine. A machine that also was brought here under the same circumstances. What happens next is out of their control.... MANKIND IS DEAD BLOOD IS FUEL HELL IS FULL ... ... ... AND YET... ... ... ... I STILL FEEL NOTHING!

He sleeps through briefings. He drifts during conversations. He looks like someone who shouldn't have survived this long. And yet, every curse he faces meets its end in a nightmare. Born into the declining Yumezawa clan obsessed with survival at any cost, Yumezawa (Y/N) was raised as a solution rather than a person. His cursed technique, dreams given form, made him invaluable, even as it erased his right to choose his own future. __________________________________________________________________________________ Credit to the original artist of the cover art. I found this beautiful art under "Arturo Simøn Moreno Gaspar" on Pinterest. If the original artistwould like me to change it or something else, please ask me. I don't own the characters or the story of Jujutsu Kaisen. All rights belong to the owners.

Y/n Aisling (Pronounced Ash-ling) was a strange kid. His gaze always a bit distant, his actions a bit too light, and his thoughts always a away from reality. He lived in his imagination and his dreams more than he did reality. He dreamt of a fantasy world that, while rather dark and bleak in some ways, granted him his little comforts. His family? His Father was absent and his Mother far too overworked to give him attention. His school? They saw him as a slacker, troubled youth on his way to a waste of life. His friends? How could such a weird boy who'd rather sleep than play or hang out ever find friends? Aisling for all intensive purposes was alone with his thoughts, with his imagination, and with his dreams. He had been building up his dream, his beautiful little world that lived and grew without him. The world that whenever he closed his eyes he would open them to something magical and new. There was darkness, despair, horrors, and so much pain but equally there was so much beauty, hope, light, and so so much love that it all felt so real. Now imagine his shock when Aisling finds himself dreaming when he hasn't even closed his eyes yet...

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.

"I love you." Those words stole Subaru from his empire. Now the Grand Regent of Viltrum stands in Lugunica, surrounded by magic, knights, nobles, and enemies who do not understand what he is. He wants Satella. He wants answers. Most of all, he wants his way home.

"This is definitely not Tokyo..." One walk, one can of soda, and one whisper that changed everything. Satoru Gojo, the strongest sorcerer of the modern era, is ripped from his reality by a force unlike any curse he has ever encountered. Instead of the neon lights of Shinjuku and the hustle of the metropolis, he is greeted by the smell of hay, the bellowing of earth dragons, and a panorama straight out of a high-budget fantasy epic. In a world where Cursed Energy doesn't exist, and people are born with Divine Protections and Mana, Gojo becomes an anomaly. To the citizens of Lugunica, he is just a blindfolded weirdo; to the local thugs, he is an easy target in expensive clothes. But there is one thing they don't know: you can't slice through Infinity with a sword, and the laws of physics simply don't apply when Satoru Gojo decides to break them. With no money and no map, but wearing that same infuriating smirk, Satoru begins his journey through a new world. He quickly realizes that while the kingdom shines brightly in the sun, forces lurk within its shadows that-for the first time in a long while-might actually provide him with some decent entertainment. Lugunica, welcome your newest, strongest resident. Just try not to blink-you might miss your entire world being turned upside down.

As the newly appointed head of House Montelli, Y/n is expected to carry the weight of his family's legacy with unwavering loyalty. Peace is fragile, trust is nonexistent, and the rivalry between the Montellis and the Fisalias has long since become something far darker than mere politics. Determined to end generations of hostility, Y/n reaches toward diplomacy-only to find himself drawn toward the one person he was raised never to trust. Cantarella Fisalia is graceful, dangerous, and impossible to read. Beneath her beauty lies a woman surrounded by secrets, poison, and whispers of things hidden deep within Thessaleo Fells. What begins as an attempt to unite two rival families slowly becomes something far more forbidden. Because some betrayals are not born from hatred- but from love.

Sinnoh is where (Y/N) grew up. He had heard the stories, knew the stories by heart. Forced by his friend Nolan, he sets off on a journey to become a Pokemon master... but he didn't expect to get himself into... whatever this is. From Team Galactic to Cynthia herself, (Y/N )'s goal of becoming the very best, like no one ever was, won't waver... not even for a second...|| A Pokemon Platinum insert.

"They say if suffering has an end... then I will be the Deliverer." (Y/n) remembers when that title was first given to him by his late friend, and he has carried the burden of it since. The oracle card she gave him, labeled 'The Deliverer,' was proof of his acceptance to this task. She had wished for there to be no need for a 'Deliverer' of this world, but with the Abyss continuing to rise it seemed Teyvat will need one. It wasn't just the growing problems with the darkness, but also factions across Teyvat beginning to make their move against the Heavenly Principles. Though THEY have remained silent all this time, another war between both mortals and Gods seem to be drawing nearer. Thus, he sets out on his quest to halt this conflict before it destroys all of Teyvat. Along the way, though, he makes many new friends throughout this journey as he saves the different nations from succumbing to Destruction.

Itadori Yuji woke up early that morning, expecting his day to go the same as every other day working at the New Eridu Fire Department. The sudden alarm would sound prompting a quick reaction from him and his team to rush to their fire engines and respond to the occasional building fire. However, when a companion hollow suddenly appears within the blaze, Yuji finds himself struggling to comprehend his innate ability to withstand the effects of the hollow. Jujutsu Kaisen © Gege Akutami / Shueisha, MAPPA. All rights reserved. Jujutsu Kaisen and all related characters, names, images, and trademarks are the property of their respective owners. No copyright infringement is intended. Zenless Zone Zero © miHoYo / HoYoverse. All rights reserved. Zenless Zone Zero and all related characters, names, images, logos, and trademarks are the property of their respective owners. No copyright infringement is intended.