The Composite retelling of Zero's first ever Holy Grail War, if you're interested in seeing the place where the "craziness" all began in the Nasuverse, look no further than this story over here. This story improves upon things that were half-assed or not done in the original, including but not limited to, the characterisation of some individuals, I sure do hope you enjoy this one.

It had black wings, it had pointy ears, it had glowing eyes, it had claws, it soared through the sky, it was invincible. These were the vague descriptions of The Batman, spoken from the words of witnesses, and criminals who have "encountered" this legend. The Batman is a legend mainly told by the people of Gotham, rumors and stories, hoaxes and lies, whatever form it was in, they spread the word around. His popularity grew immensely, reaching out to outside of Gotham and to the rest of the world. After taking down Bane's militia in Gotham, the Batman has yet to be heard of ever again. There are witnesses, but they lack concrete evidence of the existence of the Batman. Even when Batman tore down the invading militia in Gotham, there has never been any footage of his existence, hence he has become a legend, and a hoax. Until now. (ALL ART MADE BY ME) (Batman is owned by DC Comics,) (Kill la Kill is owned by Trigger)

(ALL ART THAT ARE IN THIS STORY ARE MADE BY ME) You are Y/N. That's the only truth you remember-the name they call you. Some whisper another title, one laced with fear and awe: The Wolverine. Unlike everyone else in Remnant, you are an anomaly. You wield no Aura to shield you, no natural barrier against the blows of your enemies. By all rights, you should be fragile... but you are not. You heal faster than any warrior alive, faster than those who should be untouchable. Beneath your skin lies a secret of cold steel-an unbreakable skeleton and claws that slice through anything. Where these powers came from, you do not know. Your past is a shattered mirror, its pieces scattered and lost. Seeking refuge from the endless bloodshed that haunts your life, you journey to Vale. For once, you hope for quiet. Instead, you find yourself standing before the legendary Headmaster of Beacon Academy-an invitation in his hand. He offers you a place among hunters-in-training, though you have never set foot in a combat school. Against your instincts, you accept. At Beacon, you encounter allies who defy your expectations and enemies who know more about you than you know yourself. Piece by piece, the truth of who you are-and what you were meant to become-begins to surface. But when the past finally catches up to you, will you be able to face it? Or will The Wolverine consume what's left of Y/N?

After complications while on a mission, a nameless assistant awakens to an unjust life in an unjust world, ruled by corporate machines and hedonistic nihilism. Compared to his world, this one might as well be heaven. His comrades won't be long until they punch their way to this world and retrieve him, but in the meantime, he might as well prepare it for eventual research and possible annexation. No attachments. No feelings. Nothing to lose. Everything to gain. An unfeeling ghost, wide awake in the City of Dreams.

"The road to hell is paved with good intentions." You were supposed to save worlds; Instead, you help destroy them. The Gameoverse was cruel like that. When your own world was erased, you learned a truth every hero eventually faces: sometimes saving what you love means sacrificing everything else. Who knew a hero could fall so far.

[Due to Wattpads' new policies, all characters are aged up to the ages they need to. Might make the story make no sense, but blame Wattpad for that. Hate the game, not the player. Also, Wattpad, if you're seeing this, let me publish this story, please. People like it, they want it, so give them what they want, yeah?] Let's try this again, shall we? Wonder how long this'll last. Might even break a record or something.

Let's try this again, but with Rosalind actually fully involved this time!

F/N: Do you think this one will survive? Remor: If I had my way, the mortals who keep removing me would know the true meaning of torture F/N: Heavy... Rosalind: Does that mean I have to be aged up? F/N: If we don't want to be sent to the shadow realm again, yes Cordelia: I'd say it's worth it Rosalind: Yeah! Juliet: A remake of a remake! We're being repopped! F/N: You hear that, bitches?! F/N, Juliet, Rosalind & Cordelia: WE'RE BACK!! Remor: I still want to slaughter them all...

This is something fun that I wanna try out. From the title alone, some of you will figure exactly what's gonna happen. As for the others, just sit tight and enjoy the show. For now, we'll see how long this goes. Anyways- A Re-Taekwondo martial artist known as (Y/N) suddenly gets mixed in with a battle involving creatures known as Devils! He gets together with a certain group of them to take on the rest. Little do they know, he's hiding a little secret from them. Join (Y/N) and his pals as they clash with the Gods! I'll also be just basing most of this off from the HSDXD manga too. Also, I really do know how toxic HSDXD readers on here can be, so just a heads up, I'm gonna do this story my way. If you have a problem with it or complain, then don't read, because I don't care. I will write the story how I see fit, it's as simple as that.

Powerful, unintentionally destructive and a maybe just a 'bit' too excited. That's what anyone's who interacted with (Y/N) (L/N) would describe you without even having to think. Dealing with a person such as yourself can be exhausting and way too exhausting at times. So, what's the best solution? Why, sending that person to a brand new school with extreme and strict regulations to straighten them out of course! And that's exactly what happening to you, (Y/N), a teenager who's somewhat hazardous yourself and others! No better to way to settle you down by sending you to a place with no trace of excitement! And what school is perfect for the job, other than Honnōji Academy? Nothing, of course! Nothing eventful could ever truly transpire there! ...Right?