Yandere Shiori Novella x A Reader You are her muse. Her afflatus. Her god of inspiration If the world is made of a billion books, and every life is a story written in the ink of its soul, then yours is the only one she wishes were hers. "The tale that doesn't have a bad ending is one that never ends" "So, let's write another chapter shall we?"

She thought she'd lost her partner. She thought he'd died because of her mistake. Despair wreck over Watson's body...until she heard a beat of his pulse A "what if" ending to "The Case Files of Holmes and Watson", where our protagonist actually survived

A blade was born to shoulder burdens. It knew no scabbard, except its steel sang only of what must be done. There were seven seats. Seven thrones across the sky, upheld by ideals wrapped in divinity. Freedom, Contract, Eternity, and others carved their marks upon the earth. Each ideal governs a nation, and through that nation, defines the purpose of its Archon. These ideals, in name, are revered, unchallenged in absolute. To embody an ideal is to deny its opposite. And so, balance was asserted. From a land where kings wore madness as crowns and salvation came in the form of a dying swordsmith, a soul unmoored from its nation, its name unbound to Celestia, drifted. Three truths gave shape to the Eighth: Mortality, the first wound. That all men die and in that dying, cherish what moments remain. Impermanence, the second fracture. That no beauty lasts, and so it is beautiful. Will, the final forge. That to rise in futility is the only act worthy of remembrance. Together, they are Transience. The Eighth Ideal teaches not preservation, but perseverance. To walk this path is to accept loss, not escape it. To know pain, not mask it. To live because life is fragile. That which holds still rots. That which endures breaks. That which forgets death dies twice. And so it came to a land held still beneath thunder. A nation strangled in its own heartbeat, ruled by a hollow god clinging to a dream already dead. Where Visions were plucked like wings, and when the lightning that seeks to freeze all things is met by a blade forged to end them, then, and only then, shall the heavens be cut open. A forge-ghost wearing the shape of a man. A man who remembers death. A man who will teach even a god- -that to live forever is not to live at all. The Ideal of Transience does not seek victory. It only seeks to be heard. And when it is- Eternity shall bleed.

La esgrima es un arte que la humanidad en su conjunto ha desarrollado, que ha aparecido en cada rincón del mundo de forma independiente. ¿Qué pasará entonces cuando sus más grandes exponentes, tanto en la tierra como en los cielos, tengan la oportunidad de enfrentarse? El perdedor más fuerte de la historia contra el destajador de dioses más poderoso, el inigualable bajo los cielos contra el dios de la espada.

Astrea a estado recibiendo cartas de amor de una persona misteriosa así que las chicas de su familia se verán en la tarea de averiguar quien es esa persona que esta interesada en su Diosa.

la historia empieza despues de los sucesos de danmachi la pelicula (Dungeon ni Deai wo Motomeru no wa Machigatteiru Darou ka Movie: Orion no Ya) en esta historia bell quedo totalmente enamorado de artemisa y despues de lo sucedido bell fue a la mazmorra a aclarar sus ideas pero sin que el se lo esperara fue atacado por una manada de minutauros dejandolo casi al vorde de la muerte pero antes de que bell muriera un dios se iso presente y este le ofrecio un trato. - entonces, dime bell cranel aceptaras mi propuesta?. acepto, fueron las simples palabras del peliblanco.. que sera del bell? y mas importante quien es este dios?

Este fic pertenece a LongBlade https://m.fanfiction.net/s/14275824/1/Is-it-wrong-to-join-Justice Sinopsis El Espíritu Heroico Emiya cumplió su sueño de convertirse en un Héroe de la Justicia hace mucho tiempo. Tras luchar en innumerables batallas, nada lo preparó para ser invocado a otro mundo por la mismísima Diosa de la Justicia, Astraea. Juntos, deberán combatir los males que acechan dentro de los muros de Orario y, tal vez, en el proceso, redescubrir un nuevo significado de ser un Héroe de la Justicia.

"But should dawn have never existed, let the fires of rage burn this body to ashes and transform into the blazing sun of tomorrow!"

The people of the pokemon world were continuing there daily lives when mysterious screens started to appear all around the world showing the future surprising the world. Now they will learn the truth of a novice trainer Ash ketchum and his secrets cause he is anything but normal. Ash Ketchum will finally show the world the power of the chosen one and his unique abilities while also winning the heart of many girls. And not only that but they will also see the dark secrets and the mysteries of there own world and also the different Universe in the Poke-Verse. PS- This is a rewrite of the Chosen Adventures which I have decided to close it down. And this story focuses on Ash but will also focus on side characters and other protagonist showing different pokemon Universe.

Gacha, Gacha, Gacha, Gacha, Gacha....