"In physics, a singularity is a point in spacetime where known laws cease to apply. In nature, it is defined as a quality of extraordinary uniqueness; a one-of-a-kind event that breaks the established pattern." In the world of Jujutsu, power is a blood-bound privilege. The Zenin, Kamo, and Gojo Clans have ruled for generations, preserving their inherited techniques as sacred, untouchable relics. To them, talent is not born; it is inherited. Yet blood is imperfect. Genetics is a ruthless gamble, and sometimes the curse of chance gives birth to something that should never exist. This is not the story of a child chosen by fate. This is the story of a singularity, an anomaly born outside destiny, capable of overturning the foundations of Jujutsu itself... if it survives long enough to grasp the weight of what it truly is.

In 1996, Y/N was recruited from the US Army Rangers into the R.P.D.'s Special Tactics and Rescue Service (S.T.A.R.S.) Here he was partnered with fellow newcomer Jill Valentine. They formed a strong partnership and grew close to each other over the years. The year is now 1998. S.T.A.R.S. has been disbanded and the investigation into the Umbrella Corporation has been halted in its tracks. After the massacre at the Spencer Mansion, Jill and Y/N were suspended and forced to remain in their homes. They continued their investigation despite their suspension. They were determined to take down the Umbrella Corporation. Everything would change when on a cold September evening, their lives were turned upside down and the two hunters became the hunted.

A young man is drafted into war by the Republic, then captured by a Sith woman when she discovers his Force sensitivity in the midst of battle. Spirited away to Empire space and thrust into a world of politics and intrigue, escape is his goal until he and his unwanted Master find themselves at the heart of a conspiracy that threatens both Empire and Republic.

Two brothers inherit their father's debts from Yakuza upon his death. Denji, being a responsible older brother he is, working so hard with his younger brother to gain money for their father's debt and also for their survival for foods. One day, the brothers met a strange woman with red hair, she had yellow-colored eyes with red spirals. Until then, the woman offered them a chance to become a devil hunters, What will happen next? Will they successfully live a peaceful life, or something else might get in the way? (WARNING! This book contained many dark and mature content, therefore mature audiences advised!)

Life has a twisted sense of humor, and Kishibe is about to become the punchline. For years, he's lived by a simple code: kill devils, train rookies who'll probably die anyway, and seduce women with practiced ease. Sure, Quanxi never fell for his charms, but who's counting? With a bottle in one hand and a cigarette in the other, Kishibe has perfected the art of drowning out the screams, the blood, and the endless parade of corpses that define a Devil Hunter's existence. In his rare moments of silence, though, a question haunts him: What if I'd chosen differently? Then fate answers. A phone call shatters an ordinary afternoon, not a telemarketer, not a wrong number, but a lawyer with impossible news. A woman from his past has died, leaving him something in her will. Kishibe expects nothing more than forgotten trinkets, maybe a dusty painting from a relative he can't recall. When he finds out what is, or more specifically who it is he's shocked to his core. A four-year-old boy clutches a cloud-patterned blanket to his chest, eyes wide and uncertain. The child has his mother's features, yes, but in the curve of his jaw, the set of his eyes, Kishibe sees the unmistakable shadow of himself staring back. Kenji. That's his name. The man who thought he'd die alone, another nameless hunter swallowed by the darkness, now holds the small hand of a son he never knew existed. This child, fragile, innocent, impossibly his, is about to unravel everything Kishibe thought he understood about life, death, and the razor's edge between them. But Kenji won't just change one cynical Devil Hunter's world. He'll change the worlds of many. The world watches. Waits. Wonders whether this boy will become its salvation, or its damnation. Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.

Long before the concept of humans. Long before the concept of devils. There lived primordial beings, beings of immense power. Fueled by the death and destruction of each other. Eventually, all perished after a bloody war. Billions of years later, a body of one of these beings was discovered by the American. One simple mistake caused a series of events that changed your life. Whether that for the better, or worse, that choice is up to you. Power × y/n reader Cover art by u/mercer47 on reddit All images used are not mine.

In 1977, amidst his arduous tasks of exterminating devils, Kishibe stumbled upon a defenseless child immersed in a gruesome bloodbath, where a family's home used to stand. Witnessing the dire situation of the youngster, he made the decision to temporarily take him in while seeking a new home. However, fate had other plans in store for the child, whether for better or for worse. Meanwhile, in some corner of the world, the Control Devil began to realize that, to reach the pinnacle, she had to surpass everyone else and attain perfection. Her goal was to conquer any obstacle, even shaping the world according to her will, regardless of the cost. She would use anyone necessary to achieve her purpose, without hesitation or sparing resources. This narrative immerses us in an alternate universe of Chainsaw Man, exploring the question: What would have happened if someone had hugged Makima when she was just ten years old?

[Book: I, Chainsaw Man] In the echoing expanse, the devil's raspy voice reverberated, proclaiming, "𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙚𝙭𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙜𝙤𝙙'𝙨 𝙛𝙖𝙞𝙡𝙪𝙧𝙚." Y/n, exhausted from a relentless battle, gasped for air, hands resting on his knees as he recovered. However, a faint chuckle escaped him in response to the devil's declaration. "God wanted me dead," he uttered, placing his hands on his lower back. Drawing in a deep breath, he locked eyes with the disfigured devil, a smile slowly materializing on his lips. "𝙉𝙤𝙬, 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙮."

Kobeni x Male Reader "Mankind knew that they could not change society, so instead of reflecting on themselves they blamed the beasts." Y/n was young, but strong soul, forced Into the cruel world of humans and devils by his own blood. Once his family died he was left on his own to fend for himself. Y/n knew that at some point he would die, to simply become another statistic. He didn't know how wrong he was ~~~~~ Hello the single person that will probably read this, this is my first book, constructive criticism is appreciated. If you hate anything politely let me know, and, uh, enjoy this I guess.

ᴊᴀᴘᴀɴ, ʟᴀᴛᴇ 20ᴛʜ ᴄᴇɴᴛᴜʀʏ. ᴅᴇᴠɪʟꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟ, ᴍᴏɴᴇʏ ɪꜱɴ'ᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ꜱᴛʀᴀʏ ᴋɪᴅ ᴋᴇᴇᴘꜱ ꜱʟɪᴘᴘɪɴɢ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʀᴀᴄᴋꜱ. ʜᴇ'ꜱ ʜᴀʀᴅ ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ʀɪᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇꜱᴛ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʟᴜᴄᴋ ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ ɢᴇᴛꜱ.