Deon as Cale As the war started between the two realm, the human's and demon's, deon was about to leave to find his target when a light flash block his eyes, when he opened his eyes again, he was on a cinema. Well, he already knows that he f**k up. *Cruel is alive

Cale Henituse, the man who longed for a peaceful life free from responsibilities and danger, died sacrificing himself for the peace of his family and people. But fate, unmerciful to those who seek rest, gives him a second chance- in another world. He wakes up as a crying infant, soft and fragile, surrounded by unfamiliar faces. But what shocks him is when he realizes two things: One, he's woken up again in another world yet again; and two, he's now a baby... girl. Reborn as Caelia Robane, the youngest daughter of a noble house and younger sister to Felix Robane, she finds herself in the early and unstable years of the obelian Empire. The court is fractured, nobles plot in the shadows, and at the heart of it all lies Claude de Alger Obelia- the discarded second prince, shunned and overlooked yet exuding an eerie, dangerous presence. Caelia, once Cale, wants nothing more than to live a quiet life. But this world, just like the last, has other plans. And this time, her very existence may be the part that ignites a new future for Obelia. Will she ever get her slacker life this time, or will she be dragged yet again into the eye of the storm? DISCLAIMER: The stories 'Who made me a Princess' and 'Trash of the coun't family' aren't mine, they belong to their rightful owner. This is just a crossover fanfiction

Alberu helplessly says after the merchant bid them a good day. "I wasn't trying to get you to play at being lovers." "And yet, we seem to have quite the image to uphold," Cale gestured with his eyes at the people watching them with a heated gaze as Cale leans closer towards Alberu as he fixes the brooch on his vest. "Both here and among the nobles." Alberu stiffened one second and then deflated the next. "Of course, you were aware of it this whole time."

"Hey, Pretty Baby! Whatcha doing tonight?" With a sleazy grin plastered on Alberu's face, Cale would just stare at him for a moment without saying a word, then look away. Cross-posted on AO3

After confessing the fact that the Cale Henituse they knew was not the original, the kids have been wondering about the world he lived in before. With the help of Choi Han, Cale decided to give the kids the introduction and experience of their Earthly traditions they both remember. Let's just say that the world now has new traditions introduced and started by the Heroes of the Continents. [What if scenario- story] [Cover credits to the owner. Found on Printerest.] [Trash of the Count's Family does not belong to me. Credits to Yulyeohan]

Cage stood there patiently, clutching a sizeable paper. "That bastard wants to apologize, but he won't tell me why." A glass slipped from her sleeve into her hand. "Want to drink with your noona?" She held out the paper and the glass with an awkward smile. "What does that motherfucking god want this time... I'll gladly drink with you, but you are in no way my noona." She laughed and followed him inside. Ron followed them without a word, but his benign smile sent a shiver down Cale's spine. The kids climbed on him as he sat on his bed, and he accepted a glass of wine from Cage as he unfolded the paper. My dear child, please don't get mad. You see, the God of Mischief has been quite upset lately... Cover created by Maryann_Summers on AO3!

Cale just wanted to laze around... But he received a fatal wound after defeating the White Star, yes, Cale can now laze around in bed in pain. The red-haired man began to wish in his sleep, to anyone, that he could live a life full of comfort and laziness. Unlike his other two lives. Unknowingly, that was his eternal sleep until the God of Death granted his wish and reincarnated him into a peaceful modern world without magic, war and monsters. It was a world where Han Yoojin was the main character. _____ This is a Tcf x Tsctir fanfiction.Original fanfic made by @Sachinnie, and this is translation. Every character in this story is not mine. (And this story is not mine as well) Cover also isn't mine. If you owner of the art you can ask me to remove it The character of this story are from this novel: -Tcf (Trash of the count's family) by Yoo Ryeo Han -Tsctir(The s-class that i raised) by Geunseo -Original fanfic by @Sachinnie Fanfic original: https://www.wattpad.com/story/303702098?utm_source=android&utm_medium=whatsapp&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname

It was the final battle against the white star but, things went unexpectedly awry causing the death of the beloved redhead commander. The God of death offered Cale a second chance in another world, a chance to "finally" be a slacker and for Cale to just watch incarnations and accepted. "On one condition" "What is it?" "Let the kids visit me four times a week" "How about once a week?" "...." "Fine twice a week" ".. Alright" Though Cale didn't expect the twist that the god of death had planned for him. He shouldn't of had trusted him Tcf does not belong to me Ovr does not belong to me Any artwork used in this story is not mine,credit goes to the respective creators !Rewriting because the author didn't like the story that much due to how much it was stalling! A/n: Sorry for the inconvenience but I will try to publish most of the rewritten chapters!

"So ..." Cale sighed, wondering how the superhero managed to plunge his trust in humanity into the depth of a trench in the span of, what, a month? Fuck. "Tony, just get it straight. What did you do this time?" "Well, the thing is I'll never get it straight. Get it, Cale?" He cast a ferocious glare on him, a shame that using the Dominating Aura on a patient with heart disease would violate the doctor's code of ethics (not like he was afraid of using it, of course). "Yeah, okay. Fine, I'll get it straight. I have a bomb." Have? "And it's gonna explode. Like, right now." A beat. "Tony, what-?!" Then it fucking exploded. - Or, Cale's daily life as the Avengers' private doctor.

After his mother died, many weird things have been happening. "Well.... I'm your father...." An annoying god of death had told him then- "Cale, you're the purest Thames there has ever been since the Ancient times." His uncle had said to him then- "Cale, you're my everything." His Eric-hyung had said.