Ryulion storie

⚠️ Disclaimer: I have no rights to this story - this is obviously fanfiction. I wrote this to satisfy my craving because Alise Lovell is my favorite character in DanMachi and I was sad she was dead well before the story began. I'm sorry for any spoilers I'm assuming like me you've read the whole thing. (AU) Alternate Universe of DanMachi Crimson Ghosts of Astraea 📖 Story Description What if Alise Lovell survived the Juggernaut? What if the Captain of the Astraea Familia walked the backstreets of Orario, blacklisted beside Ryu Lion, her fire dimmed but not extinguished? In this Alternate Universe of Is It Wrong to Try to Pick Up Girls in a Dungeon?, the flame of justice thought lost begins to flicker again. Bell Cranel is still the boy who dreams of being a hero. But his path twists the moment Alise's eyes find him - a reckless rabbit who refuses to quit. Drawn to his stubborn spark, she shadows him in the Dungeon, pushes him to his limits in secret training, and rediscovers a hope she swore had died with her Familia. Meanwhile, Ryu struggles between fear and belief. She sees in Bell the same reckless fire that once consumed her - and wonders whether he will share her fate or defy it. Together, these three lives collide in a story of justice, betrayal, and rebirth. From Monsterphilia to the Minotaur, from secret alcoves to crowded taverns, Bell's journey is no longer his alone. The ghosts of Astraea walk with him. Action. Loss. Bonds are stronger than death. This is the story of how one boy's dream and one woman's flame reshaped Orario's future.

"The past never dies, no matter how much one tries to forget it. Despite one's best efforts to move forward, sometimes the weight of the decisions one was forced to make becomes too much for them to bear, haunting their every waking moment and casting a dark shadow over their lives." This is the reality that Ken had learned to cope with. Raised as someone following the way of the sword in both nature and skill, this young man was groomed to be the judge, jury and executioner for the enemies of his nation. As the years passed, his hands became more and more covered in blood. "How cruel it is to send a child to war and expect him not to be scarred." The time when his own blood began pouring down the charred battlefields, his mind and body continued to crack like a heart made out of glass. However, not every finish line is an end to everything--sometimes when one door closes, another door opens up Cover by -

(Resubido) ¿Viajar en el tiempo? Es imposible, un mito y una leyenda. Algo que los dioses intentaron en su aburrimiento y como consecuencia terminaron hechos Polvo. Después de los dioses fallaran en su intento por viajar en el tiempo nadie más lo hizo. Oh, que trágico, ¿No? Aquellos todos poderosos y omnipotentes dioses no fueron capaces de lograrlo. Pero que pasaría si te dijera que hubo alguien que fue capaz de viajar en el tiempo. Un conejo que se vio atrapado por la causalidad del destino y el espacio. Maldecido con el poder de viajar en el tiempo, el conejo se adentrara a una aventura única en su tipo. Esta es la historia del joven que viajó más allá en el tiempo.