Cursed from birth with a power that could shatter armies, you were never meant to be ordinary. The legacy of your heritage was a silent plague, an inheritance of chaos that clung to your soul long before you understood its weight. ____ The Cannery burned, and he woke up in the ashes. There was no grieving, no longing because there was nothing to remember. Who he was died that night, and he never even knew it. For seven years, his past was a void, swallowed whole by the streets that raised him. Mono was all he had ever been. 𝕄𝕆ℕ𝕆. A name given to fill the silence. A ghost bound to the undercity's war, watching, hunting, vanishing. He never thought to question it. Until the echoes began. He had a life before this one. A brother. A family. A name. Y/N. But the past isn't the only thing clawing at him. He is the last remaining descendant in Runeterra of something ancient, something patient. A will that does not command, only whispers. A mind that has seen the rise and fall of empires, waiting for the right vessel to shape the world once more. The Shadow Mind has always been watching. Always waiting. And now, as Mono's past resurfaces and his choices slip from his hands, it waits for him to fall. The past is calling. The future is waiting. Will the echoes of either ever stop?

Original character, romance, action all taking place in DxD universe, lemon scene include, romance with Akeno himejima and Rias Gremory. A young child with deathly power is set loose on the world of the livings. Disclaimer: I Do not own High school DxD and everything relate to it. This is a story in the DxD universe with some of its character. The main charater is a creation of mine along with The angel Maël, The creature Tartaros and the future antagonist. The power of the main character is also an original idea. Nor do I own any of the songs, and video I have put in the story.

What if Vander had a biological son to accompany the other troublemakers he was housing within the walls of The Last Drop? After your mother passed - as well as Vi and Powder's parents - during the revolution lead by Vander, he vowed to take the absolute best care of you three, along with Mylo and Claggor along the way, of course. And what if throughout your time living with your new "family," you formed a closer bond than you had ever imagined with one specific blue-haired girl: Powder. I'm writing this because I watched Arcane recently, and I've been reading as many fanfictions as I could find. Plus I FUCKING LOVE Jinx, so I'm using that as an excuse for this. I know this kind of strays away from what I usually write, but I'm hyperfixated on it, so I don't care. Oh, and I obviously don't own any of the characters in this story. If I did, I probably wouldn't be writing this to be honest. COVER IMAGE NOT MINE

A/N- This story focuses heavily on the Magecraft and Magic aspect of Nasuverse. This is not just summoning and being a weak human master. MC's goal is to study Magecraft and Magic to its full potential and become a stronger being and get the f out of Nasuverse ***** Reincarnating is not something Cael expected, that too not in fate franchise. Then again, his life has been unpredictable even to him. Screw the heroic spirits and God-damn holy Grail that won't grant wishes anyway. For him, it's just a part of the wide world. He decided he will research magecraft and do everything for his goal. The only thing within in expectations, To Reach the Root and attain Magic. Main Attribute: Genius

---- At just fourteen, he took the reins of a crumbling kingdom after his father's demise. With sheer willpower and a mind as sharp as a sword, he transformed it from the brink of ruin into a Kingdom that now captivates the attention of the entire world. But his ambitions don't end there his eyes are set on dominating the entire Grand Line. What dark secrets does he uncover in the treacherous world of pirates? Driven not by idealism but by cold, calculated ambition, he is willing to crush anyone who stands in his way. A ruler who can manipulate allies and enemies alike, his path to power is paved with betrayal and blood. The Pirate King's throne is within reach, but at what cost? ---- Daily Updates ---- Theme: Kingdom building. Additional Tags: Fantasy, Seinen, Action, Comedy, Romance, Adventure, Slice of life, Martial arts. ---- •Disclaimer: English is not my native language, I am trying to improve as I write. •I don't own One Piece or any other characters other than the Oc's. This is purely a fanfiction. *"*"*"*"*"* This is a Translation Alternative names:海贼：空间之神 Author: 看图说话

What happens when a small streamer (you) who simply fucks around half the time garners the attention of idols who are seemingly obsessed with you that are part of a famous corporation you know nothing about? Well idk but maybe checking this out will maybe help.

Follow Taishin Ryouki's adventures in the otherworld with familiar faces known in your world as Vtubers, in person. Entities that may appear in this fanfiction belong to their respective companies, I only own the story and the characters that are self-made. The cover is from 遠坂あさぎ▶8/6画集発売 on pixiv.

I do not Own the hololive, and this is my first ever book, i hope you guys like it

"a man growl as he stand face to face with the Warden of Time herself. In his hand is a spear made of whirling light of red and mostly blue. The Warden of Time narrow her eyes as she somehow is in troubling against the uncivilized man. Her body full of bruise fighting someone who's ability is not connected to time at all." "the man growl and grip the spear in his hand tightly. He crouch before launching himself at her with the spear raise high as to impale her. Out of panic, the Warden of Time open a portal in front of the man..." I own nothing in this story except the storyline and the book.

As the group charged deeper into the decaying ruins of Atlantis, the oppressive weight of the Ancient One's corruption pressed down on them, thickening the air with a cold, suffocating darkness. Every step echoed through the hollowed city, a once-glorious place now shuddering under the weight of despair. Suddenly, they stopped, hearts sinking at the sight before them: Ina stood in the center of a crumbling courtyard, surrounded by dark, writhing tendrils of corruption. Her gentle aura was gone, replaced by an overwhelming darkness that radiated from her, and her eyes-once warm and filled with understanding-were now vacant and consumed. Ame instinctively reached for her pocket watch, but as her fingers closed around it, a sharp pain shot through her chest; the watch was cracked, rendered useless. "No..." Ame muttered, staring in disbelief, while Calli tightened her grip on her scythe, sorrow etching her features. Gura stepped forward, desperate to reach Ina, convinced there was still a flicker of her friend within the shadows. Kiara, glowing with phoenix fire, clenched her fists, refusing to abandon her friend despite the peril. The air stilled as they exchanged anxious glances, knowing they couldn't hurt Ina but could not leave her to the darkness. Ame stepped closer, her heart racing, and called out softly, "Ina, I know you're in there." For a moment, the tendrils hesitated, and a flicker of recognition sparked in Ina's eyes before the darkness surged again, dragging her back into the void. The reality of their situation crashed down on them: without a way to sever the corruption's hold, they were running out of options and time.