"Si vis pacem, para bellum." "If you want peace, prepare for war." A man awakens in Terra with an incomplete recollection of the story and years of fighting experience. After working as a PMC that was neither good nor evil, he is given another chance at life. This time, he wants nothing more than to live peacefully. But he knows, Terra is not a world that allows people to remain uninvolved. Its nations are brutal, its roads are dangerous, and even ordinary civilians can become victims of war, disease, and persecution. He knows that simply wishing for peace will not be enough. If he wants to survive and protect the life he hopes to build, he will have to prepare for war.

The Aegis of the infected The Shield of Reunion The last Wendigo who stood between the persecuted and their executioners. "I see cities, devastated. I see Originium, blanketing the land. I see you, black crown on your head, melting millions of lives, into nothing but memories. I see the King of Sarkaz, enslaving all peoples, everywhere." Now he would march forward towards the end.

First fic on Wattpad. Yelena's last words never came true. but perhaps fate was like you and me? and didn't want the best bunny to die! So, it gave her a chance to join something eles. something important.

For centuries, the world of Terra knew only whispers. Hidden beneath Terra, sealed away from history itself, slumbers a being whose name has long been forgotten-a sovereign who once stood beyond all beings When the seal finally breaks, the world awakens alongside him. As nations clash, catastrophes spread, and the truth behind Terra's deepest mysteries begins to surface, one question echoes across the land: Who... is Rimuru Tempest? His return will not merely change the course of history. It will redefine it. [disclaimer: it's a Fanfic of between Tensura and Arknights, and I do not own the original two series as this is purely a fan fiction there are some things added in the world of Terra, so you might see something new for those who know arknights lore]

They also react to other stuffs and this work of art is dedicated to the fandom of TSSOT and me jumpstarting it. I have a sick urge to jumpstart discontinued stories and so here I am. Again, I am a slow writer so dont expect chapters on daily basis and my prose will not be on the same level as Thhuulium. Pls do check out my other works to pass the time if you want

Mikhail Orlov's new life begins with a nightmare: the memory of his old one. He awakens to a brutal truth-he is no longer in his own world but trapped within the dystopian hellscape of Arknights, specifically in the oppressive empire of Ursus. In seven years, the Catastrophe of the original game will strike, plunging the land into chaos. Armed with a mysterious system and the foreknowledge of the horrors to come, Mikhail must navigate a treacherous world of aristocratic conspiracies, infected outcasts, and the ever-present shadow of a corruption.

Rewrite of my old story. Brothers can be friends, Brothers can be family. In Shade's case, a brother became the greatest challenge he would ever face. The leader of Rhodes Island. A symbol of hope to the infected. A tactical genius capable of changing the course of history. But behind that brilliant mind was someone willing to sacrifice anything and anyone to achieve his self professed "perfect future." But in the end? One bullet would shatter everything- Betrayal. Guilt. Revenge. Justice. Shade must walk a path between vengeance and salvation. Will he become consumed by the pain of his past, or will he protect the future that remains? Because sometimes, to protect what you love... you have to become something Feared.

「ARKNIGHTS 」⤫「Jujutsu Kaisen 」 What if Sukuna transmigrated into Arknights? The King of Curses walks through the Pathway of Souls and finds himself wandering into the world of Arknights. "Should there be a next time... perhaps it would be nice to walk a different path." Arknights - Hypergryph Jujutsu Kaisen - Gege Akutami, Shueisha & VIZ Media

Two souls meet in the afterlife One inherited the legacy the other made There are an infinite amount of possibilities Which path would he take? A saviour? A Demon? Let's read it shall we [This description would definitely get reworked in the future I swear]

A quiet morning, a small promise, and a task no different from the countless others before. Logistic Department. A descent into the familiar depths.