Libraryofruina Stories

Given that Zanli had given up writing the story due to burnout, I figured that I would pick up where he left off. Disclaimer: RWBY is owned by Hitotsubashi Group. Limbus Company and its prequels are owned by Project Moon. Second Disclaimer: The chapters prior to Zanli's announcement of discontinuing the original story will be carried over to this one, the exceptions being said announcement and the subsequent request for someone to continue it. I will also be polishing the chapters and dealing with any grammar errors that are in the original script.

I died it was an easy thing to remember especially with how pathetic I was. Why did I think I could do anything good, was it pride, or desperation for my older sister's sake? but the better question is where am I and why do I keep hearing about birds in my head? Also are those cat ears???

John FanFiction Reader, I know damn well you know that i would choose this name for the lolz, but the actual name for the spotlight in this FanFiction is "Riflettore Non morti", who would have thought that SOMEONE would reincarnate him with a body with that name meaning similar to a certain Zombie Italian Footballer? Cough cough Anyways, This FanFiction includes some system elements, so I hope this story will be raised in good condition. Goditi le loro lotte senza che si accorgano di essere osservati, Lettore.

Gacha Life X Limbus Company (No, I'm serious) This is a finished story, it contains yaoi noises and suicide!

Open to requests! Please check MAIL. Here's a Limbus Company oneshots book for you! This will not be romantic though, sorries! You can ask for things -esque to romance, but no kissing or marriage. That's immoral, holding hands? Gosh. Huzzah! 'Tis I, the grand master Spaghetti. To those in the account, this is CLOSED.

A spin-off of The Archivist of Gotham with the same protagonist but a different world and circumstances. An interactive self-insert crossover fanfic. ---------------------- An amnesiac person from Earth found himself dying and transmigrating in the body of a 12-year-old Jonas Cane. A kid who was adopted by a couple who lives in one of the Nest in the City. What is the City? He doesn't have any clue! One thing that he knows is this isn't his world if this dystopian hellhole of the City exists. Even he was granted with the Archivist System that was blessed by amoral entities made of fear, can Jonas survive this new world or would he just ended up as one of dismissible casualties in the City that thrives in pain and suffering?

Walk down this alley and you will find a world of what could have been, but even that is flawed and imperfect. Come, shine your light upon these rotting seeds, so they will break forth and germinate into a forest of your liking. This time, you will succeed. For he will assist you, as he always has. Disclaimer: OOC Plot holes, maybe? None of the characters are mine, they belong to Project Moon

uh... just... one shots of library of ruina stories? some will be shipping' since my god some of them deserve so much better, some are STILL SHIPPING BUT WITH H E A D C A N O N S! yay! or.. just headcanons. wooo! will be fluff. fluff is good :) dunno if I'll do requests (waiting for my ao3 inv) cover is from the actual game! wow! what a surprise!

In the backstreets of the city, an incident occurs unlike anything ever before seen. It wasn't like a distortion of E.G.O., and renowned offices and fixers from all came over to attempt and solve the case. It was, however, to no avail. A week after the incident, the overseeing association of all things Fixer-related, the Hana Association, sends a dispatch of 3 junior agents to investigate what's really happening and put to rest the opportunistic local offices looking for fame. This has also been posted on Ao3 (https://archiveofourown.org/works/67752366/chapters/175160581) What they discover inside leads them, not to truth, but to an abyss of question. And it leads them, not to a safe promotion in their new-found occupation, but on a quest with an eccentric professor-emeritus to uncover the meanings of the enigmatic Self.

Just need some insight.

Idk I'm bored

I can't write shit so I decided to make some ideas someone can use in their own stories. Please credit if you got these ideas from me.

A book dedicated to the Project Moon games' lore and terminologies.

The story of WonderLab if Narae didn't die.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA o spin

Getting transmigrated to another world is rough enough. But getting transported in the world of The City? Yikes I'm so cooked. But you know what? Screw it, I'll take it head on! Whether it's Syndicates, Fixers, Distortions, Wings and other horrors beyond my human comprehension. I'll face it all with my sanity and ideals still intact! Hell, I'll take on the Head themselves! 'Okay, young man, I think you're getting a bit ahead of yourself there~ fufu~' Oi get the hell out of here Carmen I'm doing a monologue over here! (Fic inspired by DietMaltaGoya and their story Big City Blues. Check it out on ao3.) (I'll do the cover later.)

If we live to down here to protect the ones above, who will be the ones to mourn us? A read about a specific abnormality from Lobotomy Corporation and Library of Ruina, be sure to check the games out! Especially because they just released a new game, Limbus Company!

a mirror world where sinclair is hong lu's bodyguard. crossposted from ao3.

After being sended to outskirt by The Head. The director, patrons of floors and the fixer has nothing to do but accept the fate that turns out isn't that bad than what they're imagining about the outskirt. The libarians living in the library like a home, playing, reading a tons of books, and many more things they do. Until one day, the fixer found a strange book that the director hasn't read yet. The duo decided to read until someone aproaching and joined them, and had a some kind of nostalgic and feeling missed to that place. All rights belongs to original creators. Except for the fan story.

Potential can only be unlocked if you try and yet when has he tried at anything hard? after all he sees is the black of the shadows... But he still has to try for someone he promised too.