❝ ɪᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴅɪᴍᴇɴꜱɪᴏɴᴀʟ, ɪᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴇ. ❞ The creator of the Inphinity wakens in the planet they created. Now wandering in it with interest at the world that they left to grow. What things shall they find in their wander of the planet.

This is a 1x007n7 story about 1x and 007n7's love life. Were 007n7 gets pregnant from 1x.

" 𝑰 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒂 𝒅𝒐𝒄𝒕𝒐𝒓 𝒐𝒉! 𝑰'𝒎 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒂 𝒅𝒐𝒄𝒕𝒐𝒓 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝑰 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝑰 𝒎𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒃𝒆 𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒑, 𝒐𝒉! 𝑰𝒕'𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒂 𝒔𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝒔𝒚𝒎𝒑𝒕𝒐𝒎 𝒏𝒐.. 𝒎𝒚 𝒅𝒊𝒂𝒈𝒏𝒐𝒔𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝒏𝒐𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒆𝒍𝒍, 𝒔𝒐 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒅𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕? 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒎𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒏𝒆! 𝑰𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒆 ? 𝑵𝒐! 𝑻𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝒂 𝒅𝒂𝒚! 𝑶𝒉! 𝑰 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝑰'𝒎 𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒅.. 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒍𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒐𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒐𝒘𝒏? 𝑵𝒐 𝑰'𝒎 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒆.. 𝒐𝒌𝒂𝒚! 𝑶𝒐𝒑! 𝑰 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝑰'𝒎 𝒔𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏.. " ︶֪︶︶֪︶︶︶֪︶︶֪︶︶ིྀ︶︶֪︶︶︶֪︶︶֪︶︶֪ ɨռ աɦɨƈɦ .. ╰┈➤ A Schizophrenic Religious surgeon who slowly dives into Insanity after hearing voices from "God", The said Surgeon conducts surgery on themself making them "In God's intended image" and lures and gaslights other people "victims" into becoming perfect like them . but then, they got themselves forsakened. right after a surgery on their victim. seemingly, a wolf in lambs clothing. but what happens if.. the people in that realm are.. into that ? ?. .

Imagine NOT being all powerful compared to lines of living code. Couldn't be you, after all, you made said lines of code. If you and the so called 'admins' and the Spectre fought in an all out battle you'd win by just raising your finger. And you wanna know the best part? You know that as a fact! Not only because you made them but also because you've literally fought them all! Well, minus the spectre since it 's deathly afraid of you. But you get my point. Note: I know some of the forsaken lore but not all, I most likely will get pronouns wrong and some characters might act out of character so please don't raise your torches and pitchforks on me💔 Forsaken x God-like!reader Title: Sucks to be them LMAO Started:9/12/25 Ended:??? Status: Ongoing with very irregular updates

"Spawn does not exist. They will never exist." It was what Two Time was told. Every day, match, intermission, This phrase was there. One day, it happened again. Playful, yet harsh. And this time, they were done with it. They would show them. No matter what they had to do. This is where hell took place, and nobody dared question their beliefs again. 11 survivors, 11 killers. All trapped in a castle of a god's own. A god who seeks ascension and power. A god who wants to kill them, one by one. It's just a matter of time now. They are under Spawn's control. ////////// Milestones: - #1 in Two Time - Hit 1k reads Febuary 6, 2026 AWESOME PEAK PERFECT BEAUTIFUL LOVELY COVER ART MADE BY @Mia_Builder_WAAPP. TRIGGER WARNING: This story includes LOTS of heavy topics, such as gore, torture, manipulation, deaths, suicide, and maybe others as the story progresses. DO NOT read this if you are uncomfortable with those. There will be trigger warnings in the chapters. Other than that, enjoy :D

old man yoai oneshots cause this ship scratches my brain welcome to request! Ain't alot of content on here with military intelligence, and this makes me sad, so I've come to feed those who also like it 🙏😼

When death meets the lost forsaken. ⋆⁺₊⋆ ━━━━⊱༒︎ • ༒︎⊰━━━━ ⋆⁺₊⋆ ❯❯❯❯ 𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕥𝕦𝕤 ➥ inactive (hiatus starts on June 13th) ── .✦ ╰┈➢ 𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕖𝕕 ➥ 12/13/2025 ╰➢ 𝔽𝕚𝕟𝕚𝕤𝕙 ➥ Not completed. ⋆⁺₊⋆ ━━━━⊱༒︎ • ༒︎⊰━━━━ ⋆⁺₊⋆ ╰┈➢ 𝕌𝕡𝕝𝕠𝕒𝕕 𝕤𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕕𝕦𝕝𝕖 ➥ once every 2-3 weeks (maybe 1 month). ← Motivation is a key factor, don't get attached. ⋆⁺₊⋆ ━━━━⊱༒︎ • ༒︎⊰━━━━ ⋆⁺₊⋆ ❯❯❯❯ ᴅɪꜱᴄʟᴀɪᴍᴇʀ: This is an OC!reader, which means you will be a pre-existing original character I have!!! Any and all warnings are in the disclaimer chapter. ── .✦

Bright small, glitchy, red panels flashed across his vision. It frightened him, blocking his vision from his surroundings, unable to see the others that surrounded him. The panic, anger, and caution. It merely heightened his fear more than the others, it made him feel claustrophobic. Like the walls had started to close around him, it felt like it. The small boxes of pure code, felt like walls that closed in on him. The faint strings of unknown code surrounded him, rewriting the existing ones he made. It made him nauseous, he felt something missing. Something that had been forcibly removed from his code, it made him panic. Gagging at the atrocious feeling it bought, vision blurring as he tipped forward. Unable to hear the cries of fear as he fell. As faint puffs of smoke surrounded him, it felt.... oddly comforting.... ___________________________________________________________________________ ___________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ __________________________________OR________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ 007n7 Turns into a child.

❝𝐃𝐢𝐞.❞ ____________ You were dead. Abused. Harassed. Life had never been kind. Misery was your constant companion, and pain was the language you were forced to speak. You were kind-too kind. Always helping, always pleasing, even when it broke you. But kindness meant nothing in the wrong hands, in the wrong home. You were born in the wrong family, the wrong place... a world that made you feel like an accident. Maybe you were. Maybe you weren't. And when death finally claimed you in a crash, sudden and cruel- you awoke in a place you were never meant to reach. 𝘿𝙞𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝘿𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝. 𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈: 𝒔𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒖𝒑𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒔 (𝒔𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒍) *𝑻𝑯𝑰𝑺 𝑰𝑺 𝑵𝑶𝑻 𝑨 𝑶𝑵𝑬𝑺𝑯𝑶𝑻 𝑩𝑶𝑶𝑲