Cote x JJK Fic

'Please, join ANHS' basketball team!' 'No, why would I do that?' 'COME ON! We may not be the best right now, but we're aiming for nationals this year! At least watch us play.' 'No, sorry Sudo.' 'Just watch us play one game. It's a practice match against Rakuzan, A Generation of Miracles is on that team.' 'I don't know what that is.' 'They're like a group of the best first-year high school students in the country and can easily go pro in the future. Just watch us against the projected best team in the country and if it still bores your ass off than I'll stop bringing it up.' 'Ok...' ---------------------------------------------- Written by me and @Cosmic12345678 (Select sections of his choosing) and edited by him as well

In a world shrouded by fate's haze and woven with deception, who dares seize true victory? Through endless corridors of choices, missteps, and folly, whose hand truly shapes the game? "He" awoke, a stranger cast into an era of steam and shadows, where cannons roared and miracles teetered on the edges of madness. The stage is set. And when, "Their" fates collide, the game would hurtle toward its inevitable end: The Final Gambit. ******* LIVE WORDCOUNT: 160.312 words - 42 Chapters ******* RANKINGS No. 1 in #Celestial No. 1 in #Alger No. 1 in #Fool No. 1 in #Williams No. 1 in #Fors No. 1 in #Audrey

Credit to @raiko575 for the shido, Ayanokouji art on this killer cover thank you. Blue Lock Crossover Discord for updates also here: https://discord.gg/9SGQK5Vfp7 **** After experiencing what highschool life has to offer for a little over a year, everything came crashing down for Ayanokouji Kiyotaka. Through no fault of his own, he has been forcibly taken out from ANHS by none other than his father. With the help of Tsukishiro, Ayanokouji's Father was able to dock his mid-term assessment, failing him in the process. Now leaving the school he enjoyed the small comforts of student life, Ayanokouji had to return to the White Room. ''The way I see it, you have two options bland masterpiece. You can accept a defeat you couldn't control and venture off into the obscurity that comes with politics. Or you can undergo my 'little' whiteroom experiment and pave your future with your own merits.'' The tall but skinny man in glasses and showing a blank stare reaffirmed himself. ''Don't get the wrong idea, genius. You will be going into uncharted territory and you might not even make it to my 300 man list. And even then, the only way you can reap the rewards I've laid out for you is by becoming the best. But how about it, perfect human? Do you want to keep those training wheels your father placed on you to satisfy his path, or do you want to let go of the training wheels and try something you actually have a chance at failing at? Doesn't it entice you?'' Those questions entered the very fabric of Ayanokouji's being. He had no other chance. If he wanted to experience the life he so desperately craved, then he must win the new white room: BLUE LOCK.