Five hundred years have passed since the fall of Sylvan'theris, a great elven city that is now only is now ruins, vines, rubble, and broken dreams left after a great war between the elves, orcs, humans, and ghouls. An old druid, with curiosity, decided to visit that same place to see what the war made to such a wonderful place Sylvan'theris was. But instead, he was met with something else. Everything was simply as alive, with the forest, trees, and vegetation growing exponentially, as it was dead, with ruins and mortal remains of its inhabitants. Nothing made sense until he reached an ancient tree in the middle of the ruins. A gigantic knight, armored from head to toe, is too big for a human, too sophisticated for a simple machine. The titan was laid down, lifeless, embraced by the roots of the ancient tree, almost like an everlasting cold embrace, serving as the armored behemoth's deathbed. The only visible feature is its huge broken dark armor, filled with sigils painted in green and yellow, a worn-out scarf, whistling with the wind in a magical, calm, and melancholic way, a bulk and large greatsword stuck in the roots, and its helm that had a bright, yet dying light inside, one that could be described as the machine's soul, refusing to die, nor vanish from that realm. A demist-like aura emanated from the said corpse, almost as if the dying soul wanted to escape out of that steel that was imprisoning it. Only one feeling could describe what he saw: relentlessness, refusal. After analyzing the body, the druid discovered that the amalgamation of souls that resided in front of him was reeking of mana and life, and in those 500 years, the land that one day was a destroyed battlefield of a great wa now was a beautiful and dense jungle, reeking with life. Moved by the sight and discovery, the moved druid decided to restore the giant that lay before him, to give him the gift of life once again. And that fallen knight is you.

Male reader story. follow the misadventures of the I.M.P.s (Immediate Murder Professionals), an assassination company in Hell. The members of I.M.P. include Blitzo (the 'o' is silent) the boss of the whole venture, along with weapons specialist Moxxie, powerhouse Millie, Research and development leader/cleaner Y/n, and receptionist hellhound Loona. With the help of an ancient book obtained by one of the princes of Hell, Stolas, they manage to make their work possible and together they attempt to survive each other while trying to keep their business afloat. Please Inform me of any stories that have the same title as this book so that I can change it to avoid any confusion with any other author who happened to make a Helluva Boss story by the same name

Welcome to New Eridu, where humanity arises anew! For you, New Eridu had been your home ever since the fall of the old capital and you wanted to make sure you were able to stand up and defend it when it needed it! With the threat of hollows and ethereals right on your doorstep, you wanted to make sure you could stand in the way of them from harming anyone in your city. However these types of things are not best done on your own. So just wait until you meet a trio of cunning hollow raiders, a brother-sister duo who own a video tape store with a secret side gig and many more people who will ensure that you don't have to be alone. ~ Zenless Zone Zero and all its characters belong to Hoyoverse.

This story is inspired by many other works and may bear some resemblance in certain places. However, I will endeavor to make this story it's own. 2 years ago monsters were released from the underground, ending their centuries-long imprisonment at the hands of ancient humans. Not a soul remains in the underground. But that doesn't mean no one's there. Be it chance or fate, The First Fallen will soon meet an all too curious human as he ventures into the deep beneath. The Reader or [Y/n] is male and Chara is female. I apologize if this bothers you it's just how I've always seen the character. Disclaimer: I don't own these Chara-cters nor do I own Undertale. This is just for fun. This story's rating is [M] for explicit language, violence, suggestive or sexual themes, and fantasy/fictional violence. My lovely reader @NightTheDemon1 told me that the artist of the cover is a Twitter user known as @A___IRAA. Thank you!

After being taken through the fog from your battle against the village you end up being killed but resurrected somewhere else.

(No art is mine) The crimson fallen awaits...