I don't know who I am, I don't know what I am, but as long as I am breathing, nothing will come in my way. note: I don't own any of the Elden Ring rights, this is only a fanfiction

A quiet, ordinary man lives a calm, steady life with his two young daughters their days filled with small joys, familiar routines, and gentle warmth What the daughters do not know is that their mothers are goddesses. But Slowly, strange, vivid memories begin to surface in his mind scenes that do not fit his simple life, voices he cannot place, and knowledge no ordinary person should hold. As these fragments grow clearer, his long buried past begins to return, piece by piece revealing exactly why he chose this quiet life... and why he may not be allowed to keep it much longer.

This is a what If story. what if Modulo Yuji went to the Re:Zero World. Enjoy.

Basically I'm remaking this book, showing all he worlds and all that that way I can update all of them this way instead of doing them one at a time like before so anyway hope you enjoy and although it won't be immediately, I plan to add new series soon

Strain can take a toll on the body quite heavily. Since he hasn't had a good amount of rest upon his journey, the feeling of being overwhelmed finally takes a toll on him. Helping out people's problems, being thrown into life-threatening situations. All the stress has accumulated and he reverts to his listless self. Without his sister to be here to help him like she's always done, everyone else has to find a way to take care of the Traveler. "So... it seems that you've reached your breaking point and have finally returned to your listless form... big brother."

Y/n is the crown prince of Ithaca, emboldened by his father to protect their family while he is off fighting the Trojan War. When his father returns home to find suitors in their palace, Y/n, Telemachus, and Odysseus fight the suitors, but Y/n is severely injured. Magic caused Y/n to be frozen in time in order to heal his wounds. Watch Y/n navigate this new era, meeting new faces, familiar faces, and fighting old foes.

The night Voldemort fell, two children survived. One became a legend. The other was erased. Reborn as Harry Potter's twin, Lucien is hidden from the world and forgotten by history. While his brother grows up as the Boy Who Lived, Lucien awakens a mysterious Shop System, gains forbidden power, and inherits secrets even Death remembers. When the wizarding world finally notices the forgotten twin, it won't be as a student- but as a threat. Because this time, the story doesn't follow the chosen hero... it follows the one Death chose instead.

When Harry Potter's name emerged from the Goblet of Fire, the world turned against him. His friends abandoned him, his classmates mocked him, and even the staff stood by as he was bullied and cast out. Gryffindor, the house he had once called home, went so far as to hurt him and finally banish him. His own Head of House did nothing. Limping and broken, Harry retreated to the Chamber of Secrets, where he wept for the betrayal and cruelty he had endured. But in the depths of despair, something inside him snapped. The emotions he had buried for years-sorrow, anger, and betrayal-erupted. A dim core within him cracked, spilling out light that grew brighter and hotter until it consumed him. The burning power overwhelmed his body, and he collapsed. When he awoke, the Chamber was gone. He stood instead on a cosmic plain, strange and otherworldly. And there, descending from the heavens, was a massive snow-white dragon wreathed in golden light. The dragon had been waiting for him. It would guide Harry in mastering his awakened gift-one that would change the Wizarding World forever.

"Say something awful," Robin murmured. Bellatrix's smile faltered, just slightly... then returned sharper, like the glint of a blade. "I think about you when I kill," she said. "I wonder what face you'd make watching me do it." Robin's breath hitched like she'd been struck. Bellatrix didn't blink, she cocked her head to the side, observing. Before she spoke she let her tongue trace the edge of her teeth, very slowly. "Sometimes I slow down, just for you." A shudder rippled down Robin's spine. And she surged forward.

❝ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬, 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲? 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐦𝐨𝐤𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥. ❞ Isabelle Wittelsbach - foreign-born, delicate, a heiress in silk gloves - should have been little more than a pawn on the chessboard of old families. But she wasn't. She became the knot that tangled the Black sisters together. Bellatrix's obsession. Andromeda's devotion. Narcissa's hunger. A ragdoll, they called her. A bunny. A fragile thing to cradle, to tease, to protect. And yet-when the whispers began, when the world spat venom at their union-it was Isabelle who drew blood first. She was meant to be saved. Instead, she burned. A descent into the Wittelsbach family's shadows. Love tangled with power, obsession dressed as devotion. The whispers say: "She is theirs." But in truth? They are hers. 𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥, 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞. Emerald - the price of devotion is always madness. A dark lesbian romance of forbidden magic, family ruin, obsession, jealousy, and devotion. Slow unraveling of innocence into something terrible and irresistible. 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑: All characters from Harry Potter belong to J.K. Rowling. This is a non-profit work, just creative exploration. All Rights Reserved.