Just when Lucinda thought she was done playing cat and mouse, history seemed to repeat itself for a chance to reach a glimmer of hope. ***** Eight months ago, Lucella reached its darkest point, and it has been down there ever since that fateful day. Twelve-year-old Lucinda Emerson had forced herself to endure witnessing the tragic losses of her family and friends, but she was oblivious to what would come next. A familiar face has forcibly made her way into the picture and wants nothing more than to see Lucinda suffer for what Officer Roselia did in the past. Questions that she once had were finally answered, but the prices for them were expensive. More mysteries about the infection were thrown in her way, and Lucinda realizes that there was a slight possibility of someone, or something, pulling the strings.

When desperation causes a chain reaction of tragic events, it's up to a police detective to find answers and set things straight while fighting for her life. ***** Eighteen-year-old Roselia Emerson had quite the reputation in the isolated island of Lucella. She was pretty, she was kind, and she was brave. There was only one thing that made her stand out from the crowd; She was human. In a town full of anthropomorphic animals, Roselia and her family struggled to fit in. Despite all of this, Roselia enjoyed working as a detective for Lucella and its people. She was perfectly content with her daily life, but when tragedy strikes, Roselia must embark on a journey that will change, and threaten, her life.

A social outcast robot, three killer drones, and a stranded human come together to escape from Copper 9 and the many threats within.

After rekindling the first flame, Edgar's body and soul was used as kindling, being burnt into nothingness. This is where the story should have ended, where Edgar ceased to be. But fate had another plan. Centuries later humanity is on the brink of fading once again, but not due to the fire, but themselves. As the bombs drop everything is destroyed, buildings, nature, animals, and people. The world as we knew it was burned to ashes, and a new age began as the survivors rebuilt. That is, until someone found what remained of the kiln of the first flame, and the man in metal armor sitting by a fire in the center.

Dante Alighieri. The name of a man who trekked through Hell and back. It was not his name, but he felt the meaning behind it fit his current situation. He found the name in a book while trekking through Byrgenwerth, and so, he started calling himself as such. He does not where he comes from. He does not know who he was before this. All he remembers is the unending Nightmare and hell he woke up to. But then it suddenly all ended. With the death of the Moon Presence, Dante finds himself in a world of color, of life. But when the nightmares of his old world follow him, he will take on the mantle of Hunter. And a Hunter must hunt. Above all else, a Hunter. Must. Hunt. -- Shrouded by night, but with steady stride Coloured by blood, but always clear of mind Proud Hunter of the Church Beasts area curse and a curse is a shackle Only ye are the true blade of the Church -- I don't watch enough RWBY. Speaking of RWBY, the show does not belong to me. Neither does Bloodborne. -- #1 bloodborne (01.28.2022)

The Good Hunter find out that the Waking World are not as peace as he thinks with beasts roaming almost every part of the world. Now, with his companion and the Workshop, he do what the Hunters do. Hunt. The art wasn't mine, it was made by distr on Danbooru

June 22, 1947, South Pacific A ship bound for San Francisco carrying a deadly secret cargo disappears, its deceased crew becoming completely lost to the world in every aspect save for within myth and legend. June 20, 2019, South Pacific A crew of frightened adults and hostage takers find within the sunken wreck of a B-29 airplane a string of coordinates pointing towards the now derelict and dangerous ghost ship, unknowingly entering into a world of pain and terror. June 23, 1956, North Atlantic After sinking beneath the waves of the South Pacific Ocean, the ancient ship reappears in the waters of an alternate world intact, with no living inhabitants onboard save for one, a woman who wakes up injured and questioning just how she had woken up from within a human form instead of as what she truly was. The S.S. Ourang Medan. (Notice: In the process of being re-written, future chapters will play out the same but be more detailed and have different personalities for certain characters so focus on the chapters not labeled as "Old story version" for now.)

Friedrich Der Grosse is a mother to all on Ironblood, but what if a mini her came to be?

NOTE: This is an old story of mine. Don't expect high quality. NOTE 2: StaidFoal is my old username. Agent 47 is hired for the killings of people within the year of 2077, the Overwatch era. When one contract is carried out by 47, a terrorist group learns about him. Now, Talon has their sights on the perfect assassin, and with him, the terrorist organization would become unstoppable. I do not own Hitman or Overwatch. Hitman belongs to IO Interactive, and Overwatch belongs to Blizzard

Meet (Y/N), life sucks right now for him. Not because he died while single handly stopping a robbery at a convenience store, but because his childhood friend and crush told him that she loved him, meaning he got deathzoned. But maybe, it's not all bad considering now he has a goddess that has a huge "interest" in him and the fact that he is basically on par with all gods.