Dibujos que hice de la historia de (1)Parcasious y el leyendo de (2)DIMENSIONADOR. 1. https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11845255/1/The-Holy-Man-of-The-Church-Creek 2. https://www.wattpad.com/story/385548543-leyendo-el-santo-de-la-iglesia-en-el-arroyo

Un capricho de Veldora arrastra a Rimuru y sus amigos al mundo de Danmachi, donde formarán su familia y buscarán entretenimiento. ¿Cómo afectará la llegada de estos poderosos seres a ese mundo?. [Tensei Shitara Slime Datta Ken y Danmachi no son de mi propiedad] [Las imágenes utilizadas no son de mi propiedad] [Esto es por entretenimiento]

(The characters will be from LN 16+ of Tensei shitara Slime.) SLOW UPDATE As the history of Isekai quartet already shows, well, the main block, this one will be focused more on Rimuru. Those transported are Rimuru, Ramiris, Veldora, Milim, Guy and Ruminas. Why? Because subordinates would have "boring" interactions always obeying Rimuru, so I decided to bring some of the octagram and veldora. Maybe subordinates show up in other classes... just maybe.

The age of my reign may have dimmed in the other world, but don't get it twisted. I didn't fall. I simply woke up in this flimsy human shell again. Yeah yeah, Mikami Satoru, office drone, stabbed on the sidewalk like some background extra. Pathetic. Embarrassing. If someone brings it up again, I might actually combust. But I'm not dying like that twice. Absolutely not. I still have her. The one who pretends she's all logical and emotionless. The one who huffs in my head every time I call her by name. Ciel. She's an manas , my partner, sure, but she's also my constant, terrifyingly perfect partner who nags me about "inefficiency" every three seconds. And I... ugh, fine, I rely on her. A tiny bit. Not that I'd say that out loud. Ever. Trapped in a world with no magicules, no nation of monsters to bow their heads, no absurd overpowered allies... all I have is this weak, annoyingly mortal body. So I'll reshape it. Break it. Rebuild it. Make it something that can keep up with the monster I used to be. My training is brutal, intense, and yes, I complain about it, but shut up. It's not like I'm doing it because she told me to or anything. If the world thinks it's peaceful, that's its own delusion. While everyone else sleeps, I grind myself past my limits. I'll surpass even the version of me that was crowned Demon Lord. I'll make this pathetic reality kneel without even knowing why. And if I chant a few chūnibyō spells under my breath? It's called preparation. Not cringe. You wouldn't understand. I'm Satoru, Rimuru, whatever name the universe tries to chain me with. And I'm just getting started. Not that I care if anyone recognizes it or anything. Hmph.

Una colección de fragmentos y detalles que registran las vidas alternativas y los tiempos problemáticos del hijo adoptivo del mago mariscal Kischur Zelretch Schweinorg, Shirou Schweinorg. Akasha lo preservará porque necesitará la ayuda... Créditos a su autor: Angry Santo https://m.fanfiction.net/u/3198819/

es solo un one-shot que encontré en mis documentos, viendo que estaba listo solo lo voy a publicar, quien sabe quizás hasta algún dia le hagan un reaccionando XD

El espiritu de un heroe nace a finales de la epoca Heian de Japon ,su destino esta ligado a una gran responsabilidad .

Como dice el titulo es la historia de Senji/Sengo Muramasa antes de llegar a DxD uniendo con mi otro fanfic. Lo que voy a escribir aquí es un crossover de Mondaiji y Fate.

En un mundo donde Dioses, Héroes, Ángeles, Caídos y Demonios luchan por el equilibrio, tanto el plano humano como el sobrenatural se ven acechados por amenazas más allá de su comprensión. No todas las entidades que caminan entre las sombras pertenecen a este mundo...

Había siete tronos en el cielo, sostenidos por ideales envueltos en divinidad. Cada uno gobierna una nación y, a través de ella, define el propósito de su Arconte, indiscutible en absoluto. Encarnar un ideal es negar su opuesto. Y así, se afirmó el equilibrio. Mortalidad, Impermanencia, Voluntad. Juntos, son la Transitoriedad, el Octavo Ideal de la perseverancia. Y así, la Eternidad sangrará. fanfic de Jonden Sullano de Fanfiction