My memory has failed me. My past haunts me. My decisions bite back at me with ferociousness not even a tiger would be able to achieve. I don't know how much I've lost just doing it... But I know for a fact, that if I just sat there and didn't do anything, I would've lost far more. No matter how dark the tunnel I thread through gets, I know that there are people out there that I can rely on to light up the way for me. Those people are to be protected at all cost. The ones in the center of my heart, all with caring and nurturing souls. I won't let any of them falter, for I know that they were the crutches that helped me walk when I couldn't. Make the cost my life, and I'll still pay the price. Nothing will get past me, mark my words. Cover art by @aloliindisguise, Syuen's most faithful commander.

Since the beginning of time, the world has been the slaughtering ground of the Eidolons; mysterious beings from a parallel universe that contaminates the mind of the people to commit deadly sins. In an ambitious struggle to put an end to this evil corruption, warriors with extraordinary abilities; the Gate Guardians relentlessly fight these monsters. One day, Alaric ceases to become a regular high school student - He becomes trapped in the crevice of dimensions and suddenly attacked by an Eidolon. Coming to his rescue just in time is a Gate Guardian named Tiara, his weird new classmate. So now, he is stuck with this clumsy maiden who swore to protect him from these extradimensional monsters! A wacky romance between the two will start to unfold! But unbeknownst to them, a much darker force lurks in the shadows that will lead to Tiara's brutal murder... This is a song of love. This is a song of hope. This is a song of laughters. This is a song of tears. This is the Song of the Frozen Soul. Support: https://www.paypal.me/archlordzero

What does it mean, to be a good man? Who is "good"? What is "good"? Tell me, Jonathan Goodman, o blessed scion of Order of Hermes. Tell me, what does your name mean. Tell me about your life. Tell me about your Order. Tell me, what good did you do? Tell me, how many "bad" people suffered because of you? How many "good" people you've helped? Tell me, Jonathan - I'm all ears. --- RWBY and a little bit of World of Darkness (Mage the Ascension) crossover, trying to take a serious look at RWBY and moral phylosophy of one man. Oh, yes, first and foremost it's phylosophy and psychology in it's genre. But anyway, on my patreon (https://www.patreon.com/rure) you can support me and find new chapters ahead of schedule then on this site - for a price. I'm sorry, paying bills is hard!

"How will you ever be able... To face the world again?" From within the depths of Megumi's soul, Sukuna had spoken that question. Could he truly keep living? After all the failures he had amounted to? He couldn't, he truly couldn't. When the final Black Flash fell, so did his life. Well, that would have been the case if Fate hadn't decided to exchange one crappy world for another. I do not own Arknights or Jujutsu Kaisen, they go to their respective owners.

Ainz in the FGO! Will it be a challenge for him? (Spoiler: No). No roflstomp, no hate, no bashing. Just pure Ainz magnificence in play. Also, I have Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/rure All chapters will eventualy be free on this site, but you will find a lot of chapters ahead of schedule there (at least 6 chapters ahead of public domain for 1$ as example, and up to at least 18 chapters for 3$) and generally support me, allowing me to dedicate all my time to writing new chapters!

Nyx has been time and time again, through multiple threads of lives, thrown into a world where no true peace was found. One of the life timelines was fought in the wasteland, another one becoming mere grunts against endless tides of hell, while the other was... So on and so forth... Upon Nyx's last rebirth, all the past lives were converged into one. Culminating into Nyx's final chance in Terra... Fair warning: - Depiction of violence and cruelty. - Strong words.

Lin Yie, someone that love animal dies and got the misfortune of being transported to Terra, a place full of crazy wizard terrorist and superpower giving rocks but with cancer as its side effect. Follow him on his journey of trying to stay alive in this place. Oh, he is also the local Psychologist of Rhodes Island. "Ifrit!! Stop burning down my office!!!" May any god that exists there help him he needs it. "Liz!! Eat your medicines!!!" Cause he really needs it. ________________ https://m.yumitxt.com/book/66022.html

What if the Fourth Holy Grail War had an additional Servant? What if this extra Servant was the single most overpowered jerk summonable? No, not THAT overpowered golden jerk. This one makes him look like a saint with the sheer abundance of his ego. Forming an unlikely contract with an exasperated, and not too sane, Master, the 8th Servant's arrival causes the events of the Heaven's Feel to radically change. For the better or worse? That remains to be seen. But he doesn't care about that, he'd rather disobey his Master and annoy everyone as much as physically possible.

Momonga and Nazarick transported in the DxD - everyone knows how this journey ends, Nazarick wins, sasuga, an improbably-big harem is formed. It's not about the destination, it's about the road and the waifus we got along the way - and maybe something along the lines of forming a religion out of Bone Daddy. Limes inside. Lemons exist too - but on my Patreon.com\rure, along with 18 chapters for 3$ ahead of the public release (though yes, I do post new chapters, but not lemons, for free on this site too, just later then they are written). Sorry, but everyone needs money, including myself. Just to note, I respect every religion mentioned or portrayed in this fanfiction, if you are hurt by my portrayal of them here - blame Ishibumi Issei, not myself.

(Rewrite is out) "You were magnificent, Satoru Gojo. I will never forget you for as long as I live." Satoru Gojo laid there, bisected in half, as if the universe itself had severed any hope of defeating the demon in front of him. Though, he still held hope in his students, hope that they would be able to carry on what he could not. He was satisfied, finally lifting the weights of the world off his shoulders, he was willing to pass on... But what if fate had other plans for The Honored One? I do not own Arknights or Jujutsu Kaisen, they belong to their respective owners.