Born as an outsider, (Y/N) was born right on the southeastern border of the Empire in a large town. But with no family or friends, he grew up as homeless orphan, doing whatever to survive. This eventually lead to him fleeing his homeland and living a life in the wilderness with nothing but rags for clothes, a silver urn, and an Imperial Arms with enough power to cause an apocalypse all on its own. This lasted for a few years before he managed to stumble into the Empire's Capital, AKA the Imperial Capital. His first few months weren't much different his earliest days back in his homeland aside that the Empire was much larger and he was much older, larger, wiser and powerful. Without much of an option, (Y/N) quickly turned to a life of criminal activity, leeching off the more corrupt members of society. This would end up in a lot of deaths and the attention of something more than just one man, the Imperial Army. One fateful encounter with an Imperial Officer lead to his capture and being taken into custody. One conversation with the Empire's Minister later and he now served for the Imperial Army directly under the Minister as the "Right Hand Man". After a few months of service, (Y/N) quickly saw that not only the Army was corrupt, but the Empire as a whole. The monsters that people feared most didn't live in the wilderness, but were disguised as people. One day, (Y/N) made a vow: To bring the Revolution. And he would do by any means necessary. However, two things will complicate this process. Night Raid, a group of revolutionary assassins who serve the people and have the same ultimate goal as (Y/N). Esdeath, a general who hails from the northern frontier and is proclaimed as the Empire's Strongest. But (Y/N) didn't expect this to be an easy road. Nothing in his life had ever come easy. But with his goal in mind, his mentality became simple. Anyone that stood in his way will Fade To Black.

Overlord 42 Supreme Beings but only two remain, Momonga an Overlord and Aurelîus Teněbris Primordial Dullahan. This story follows them on their canon adjacent journey in the New World.

Darth Vader had been a slave his entire life. The Dark and Light pulled him in opposing directions, a constant tug of war that left him battered and bruised, wandering the path of pain and self-destruction. With each day, his shackles felt a little tighter, growing heavy with each life he claimed in the name of the Emperor. However, the Force had other plans for its Chosen One. When everything seemed lost, Darth Vader was pulled from the world and forced to a brand new galaxy. Things only get more strange when he runs into a bubbly -if not clueless- Quarian named Tali'Zorah on a Pilgrimage to help her people. Darth Vader and Tali'Zorah form a strange duo as they're forced to help stop a rogue Spectre who plans to unleash the most powerful machine race upon the Galaxy - the Reapers. On the journey of a lifetime, Darth Vader learns to be more than just a slave to fate and the Force. With the members of the SSV Normandy, he faces war, bloodshed, and political scandals whilst learning to live for himself and others. For the first time, Vader learns what it means to be free.

Ainz Ooal Gown has existed in Hell for centuries, ruling alongside Lilith and her wife Lucy while expanding his domain and collecting the Overlords from Pride Ring, building up an empire of untold power to control the masses. When his step-daughter, Charlotte Morningstar, decides to open a hotel for redeeming sinners, Ainz begins to observe her from a distance to ensure that no one makes a move against her. The people of Hell do not take her even a little seriously, but he was never known for taking chances. With that in mind, he never expected his most loyal servant, Allison the Radio Demoness, to be present in the hotel after disappearing for seven years. To make things even more confusing, she has the claws of another around her soul, likely the results of another contract made with an unknown foe. Things were certainly getting interesting....

The Destructive Caster of Ainz Ooal Gown, Ulbert Alain Odle, is reincarnated into another dimension. He struggles to find his place in the world which he soon discovers to be Hell, until he comes across a live broadcast from the Princess of Hell -Charlie Morningstar- who is planning to redeem sinners through a hotel. Needless to say, Ulbert is intrigued...

Years ago Y/N went to beacon with his sister. One day she passed and he grew closer to the girls named Raven and summer. Years later He married Raven. They had a healthy baby girl name Yang and for a while had a good life. One day Y/N got news he didn't want to hear. He was dying. He had some unknown illness. The doctor say if someone took care him for a while he was sick. He may be cure. When he was going to tell Raven the news. She told him she was leaving to be the leader of her tribe. Which led into a massive argument. She snapped and threw her wedding ring into the fire. Then when she saw the doctor note it was too late. You kicked her out calling her a selfish uncaring bitch. Afterwards you began to drink yourself to death. And for a while it was working till Qrow send Summer to you. She took care of you while admitting all these years she loved you and wanted to marry you but Raven threatened her if she went near you. Eventually...you fell in love with her. The two of you got married and unlike Raven. She did her best to treat your illness. Soon she gave birth to a beautiful healthy baby girl who you named Ruby. 15 years had passed and after Ruby stoped your friend heist Ozpin offered you and Summer a job. But what will happen? When Raven comes back to take you to her tribe so you can rule it with her? Find out what happens in this book.

This is basically like every other y/n self insert thing except the reader isn't an absolute fucking idiot! Also, I have zero fucks about anyone's feelings! Your favorite waifu? Deceased. Happy ending? Who said you get those?! Also I would say that you should probably know that Y/N is almost entirely a dark souls 3 character, minus the bonfires and shit. If you have played the game, great! prepare the PTSD. If you haven't! treasure the happiness you have until curiosity gets to you! (Actual Story Description) y/n l/n, the Lord of cinder that simply stopped giving a fuck! He had done everything from becoming a lord of hallows and even went through the mind numbing pain of soul level 802. Around what he believed to be somewhere around ng90, The blacksmith tells you about a unique bonfire in the dark Firelink. You check it out and get transferred to another world. How? Plot my friend. He woke up in cold sweat in a Forest that honestly didn't look like a real forest. You sigh, get up, and start making your way into the next world of bullshittery.

The Vytal Festival has arrived, bringing the world to Beacon's doorstep. But beneath the cheers of the tournament, Team YMCT is shattering. The revelation of secrets has left Y/n and Morgan in silence, while a heartbroken Weiss has turned her back on them both. As Mordred watches patiently from the shadows and Cinder grows desperate for control, Y/n must navigate the wreckage of his relationships and step up for Pyrrha and their unborn child fighting for a future that might already be slipping away.

After a small break Team YMCT is back for their second semester at Beacon But between rising Grimm threats, unstable alliances, and a growing darkness spreading beneath the surface, school life is anything but normal. Morgan fights to hold her team together. Y/n faces a legacy written in blood. And as Roman Torchwick strikes from the shadows, a new enemy moves unseen one born from within. Between training, trust, and traitors... the real test is just beginning.

Long ago, before borders carved the land into pieces, the world was whole. One kingdom. One people. And among them, there was a man-no, a legend. To his people, he was more than flesh and bone. They saw him as something divine, not because he claimed it, but because his heart was so pure, his purpose so unwavering. A warrior of light, driven not by glory but by the good of all. No one dared question the title that clung to him like armor. Not even the only man he'd ever call his equal-his best friend. The King of the World. Together, they weren't just rulers. They were guides, protectors... symbols of hope. Under their watch, humanity came close-so close-to achieving true peace. A peace that didn't feel like a dream, but a promise being kept. But, as with all stories born in light, darkness waits patiently in the wings. It came quietly at first, like a whisper behind the curtains. Then it roared. And when it did, it didn't just challenge the good in the world-it consumed it. Swallowed it whole, as if to prove that balance must always come at a cost. And just like that, the age of harmony ended. What remained was a curse. A wound stitched into the fabric of the world, waiting... hoping... that one day, someone brave enough, pure enough, might break it.