━━━━━━━╾──────✦*°.'•TRANSCENDANT ENTITY•'.°*✦─── 𝑅𝑒𝑐𝑜𝑟𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑅𝑎𝑔𝑛𝑎𝑟𝑜𝑘|𝑆ℎ𝑢𝑢𝑚𝑎𝑡𝑠𝑢 𝑛𝑜 𝑉𝑎𝑙𝑘𝑦𝑟𝑖𝑒 : -is an action-fantasy manga and anime series where 13 gods from various pantheons fight 13 notable humans from history in one-on-one arena battles to decide the fate of humanity. The gods, tired of humanitys destruction, vote to end them, but a Valkyrie proposes a final, desperate survival tournament where at least one must die in each round.. But what if a Transcendent Traveler prevented those deaths from happening? Well... . . . . . . . -"Hey guys welcome back to my YouTube channel, today were gonna save some fine bitches." "The fuck are you saying." -"idk." 𝖨 𝖽𝗈 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖱𝗈𝗋/𝖲𝗁𝗎𝗎𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗌𝗎 𝗇𝗈 𝗏𝖺𝗅𝗄𝗒𝗋𝗂𝖾 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈: 𝖲𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝖴𝗆𝖾𝗆𝗎𝗋𝖺 • 𖥔─╼━━━━━━━━◡•'─'•◡━━━━━━━━─𖥔• VARIOUS FOR x OP READER-|

She was nothing more than a sheltered girl from a quiet, uneventful life - until a fatal accident ended her story. But death was only the beginning. Awakening in a strange world untouched by her memories, she found herself alone in a deep, ancient forest. She thought she could live quietly... but the gods thought otherwise. Some watch her with curiosity. Some with desire. And some... with a dangerous obsession that will stop at nothing to make her theirs. In a world where mortals are toys and gods play by no rules, her heart - and her freedom - are the ultimate prize.

All she wanted was to watch epic battles between powerful gods and legendary humans. That's it. She binged Record of Ragnarok, loving the action, the dramatic face-offs, and the insane powers. The gods-like Thor and Poseidon-were majestic, and the human fighters-like Adam and Kojiro Sasaki-were a whole vibe. She loved it all. But when it ended, she had no idea what to do with herself. So, like any true fan, she dived into fanfiction. Tragic love stories? Absolutely. Forbidden ships between gods and warriors? Definitely. Emotional chaos? She gobbled it all up. Then she found that fanfic. The one where every character-gods and humans alike-died tragically. No happy endings, just heartbreak. Naturally, she roasted it. "I could write a better story with my eyes closed." Well, be careful what you say at 3 a.m. The next thing she knew, she was pulled straight into the world of Ragnarok. A woman labeled as the "villainess" (but more of a background character from the original) with dark magic and a terrible fate waiting for her. Enter: the System. A sarcastic, clingy voice in her head that's more like an annoying sibling than a helpful guide. Her mission? Stay alive. Don't get caught up in the drama. Keep her distance from the gods and human warriors. But fate? Fate didn't get the memo. Now, the gods and the human fighters-who were supposed to fall in love with each other-are tripping over themselves to win her attention. Flirting in the middle of battles. Sending gifts during war councils. Declaring their love like she's the greatest prize. The ships? Sinking faster than a sinking ship. The plot? Wrecked beyond repair. The girl who just wanted to survive? Out of her depth. Welcome to Ragnarok, where the gods and humans are falling for her, and the "villainess" is accidentally collecting lovers like it's her full-time job.

╰┈➤ 𝑰𝑵 𝑾𝑯𝑰𝑪𝑯, The gods and humans have a war over a certain angeling god of kindness.

No one understood the Sea God quite as much as this one particular fish did. Oftentimes following after him whilst he patrolled his domain. It was fond of his presence as much as he was of it. Choosing to stay by his side despite the weapon in his hand that he often carried. This fish couldn't have been any more ordinary. A simple creature that would wait for him despite the season change. Going as far if it meant they would be by each other's side. A small insignificance he should have brushed away long ago. Yet it did nothing to hinder the small borrow growing in his chest as time wore on. A small haven for the fish to curl up in and make home of the cold heart residing within him. But time was as cruel as the waters itself as sailors called into shore that one fateful day. But why should the Sea God care? The absence of one fish meant nothing compared to the hordes of children vacating his water daily. One dead fish meant nothing to the Sea God. He would have to move on like everything else in his immortal life. Yet why did it still hurt? Why when salt water rushed through the hole in his chest did it still painfully remind him...of you? [In which our fish/reader is reincarnated] SIMILAR TO THE LITTLE MERMAID.

"Those who master their trade all arrive at the same place. Even if the times change, or the way to that place changes, they are certain to reach the same place. You seem to think I'm someone that's special, but I'm not. I cannot protect anything that's important to me, and I was unable to accomplish even one thing that I should have in this life. I am a person without any value." Yandere Record of Ragnarok x GN Yoriichi Reader

(n) a moment when you suddenly feel that you understand, or suddenly become conscious of something that is very important to you. In which, after reincarnating for dozens of times Adamas the former God of conquests, second son of Kronos titan of time, brother of Zeus God of the skies, Hades God of the dead and Poseidon God of the seas. Finds himself back to his very first life in the middle of the very first round of ragnarok. Author notes: Includes crossovers of different animes, Mangas, novels, etc. Sorry if this is cringy this is my first time writing a fanfic

The moment Poseidon's Trident struck him Adamas thought he was dead No..... He is dead Adamas knew he had died yet how come he was still standing. He looked around and understood where he was. The pitch black sky, the heavy miasma that was so dense that it could even affect a god like him and those disgustingly humongous creatures that had their tongue licking their mouth and saliva drooling out of it, eyes on him, eying him like food. He recognized these creatures, they were creatures that was made to eat gods. Creatures that has the ability to kill gods and low leveled gods would stand no chance fighting them. Adamas chuckled, his smirk plastered on his face. "Ahhh~ so I was brought to hell"