renji yomo

You know what's worse than being dead? Being half-dead. With a stiff back. No coffee. A Minecraft sheep as my emotional support animal. And a tattoo that vibrates every time I screw up — which is... often. I’m Renji Kurogane. Once a cop. Then an archaeologist. Now? Just a guy with a cosmic parasite squatting in his soul, offering universal Wi-Fi and occasional sarcasm. It all started with a cursed envelope. No sender. No return address. Just a notebook that hissed at me and a single word — Senku. One word too many. Since then? Reality’s been unraveling like a drunk god’s sweater. Timelines are glitching. Doors are opening. And somehow, I’m still the one holding the detonator. I’m not a chosen one. There’s no prophecy. No divine calling. I’m a walking bug in the system. A corrupted save file the multiverse keeps trying to delete. I’m searching for 23 fragments — ancient, cursed, possibly sentient gems that lock away something so broken, Time itself blocked it on all platforms. My mentor? A forgotten god with the ego of a cursed influencer. My spiritual guide? A sheep. A literal sheep. And yes — she judges me with every pixelated blink. This isn’t a hero’s journey. It’s not even a comeback story. It’s an existential black comedy wrapped in cosmic horror, buried under unreliable memories, and gift-wrapped by fate with duct tape and bad decisions. The universe doesn’t want to be saved. It just wants to laugh — front-row — while I fall apart. So yeah. If Deadpool, Rick Sanchez, and John Constantine had a deeply troubled child, handed him a cursed relic and a one-way ticket to Hell… You’d get me. Welcome to my story. But be careful. The Eye already noticed you. Author’s Note This story is 100% original and entirely written, directed, and emotionally overcaffeinated by me. Yes, I use tools for grammar polish and creative fine-tuning — because I like my commas functional and my metaphors mildly unhinged. But every plot twist, every relic, every scream into the void… Is handcrafted with existential dread, narrative obsession, and the kind of insomnia that makes ancient gods nervous. No AI chapters. No plagiarism. No copy-paste translations. Just me, my chaos, and a story that probably shouldn’t exist. But here we are.

La historia gira en torno a Ariana y Katyana donde ambas luego de años de estudios cumplen uno de sus sueños, pero en dicho giro del destino cada una conoce a alguien especial; Ariana conoce a Renji quien admira y quiere mucho y Katyana a Cesarc, donde estas grandes estrellas les demuestran que la vida no sólo es seguir una ruta y que el amor tiene muchos seguidores.

The story revolves around Ariana and Katyana where both of them, after years of studies, fulfill one of their dreams, but in that twist of fate each one knows someone special; Ariana meets Renji who admires and loves her very much and Katyana meets Cesarc, where these great stars show them that life is not just about following a path and that love has many followers.

They erased the files. Buried the evidence. But forgot one thing: I’m still alive. Name’s Renji Kurogane. I used to be a detective. Then I got fired for writing a report so “disturbing” it triggered three resignations and a nervous breakdown. Now I’m bleeding out in the ruins of a temple no GPS recognizes, holding two cursed relics that hum when they’re hungry. The other three? In enemy hands. Of course. Apparently, these relics are keys. To a door. A big one. A door that absolutely should not be opened unless you're into pandemics caused by ideas. I have one job: Hide the truth so well, even I can’t find it again. Too bad I’m already remembering things I never learned. Too bad my dreams have subtitles now. Too bad the truth... might be alive. A cursed mystery. A forgotten academy. And a guy trying to outrun the history he helped erase. This isn't a hero's journey. It's a cover-up with body counts, relics that whisper, and a protagonist who drinks more caffeine than water. Welcome to the story time tried to burn. Too bad time has memory issues. Author’s Note: This story is 100% original and fully written and directed by me, the author. Yes, I use grammar tools and creative support when needed—because I like my commas functional and my metaphors coherent. But every piece of the plot, the characters, the structure, and the tone is handcrafted with existential dread, narrative obsession, and just enough caffeine to hear relics whisper. No AI-generated chapters. No plagiarism. No machine-translated filler. Just imagination, mythology, memory loss… and me, trying to outwrite madness one page at a time.

My Second story, isn't tied to X: Reforge. Ok i officially stop this story :p

Serena Serenity, heiress of the luxurious Serenity Hotel, is forced into a loveless marriage with the cold and powerful Eiser Grayon to save her family's crumbling empire. But when her loyal bodyguard, Frederick, stirs feelings she shouldn't have, Serena finds herself trapped between duty, desire, and deception. A tale of power, passion, and forbidden love-where every choice comes with a price. Title: Serena (Korean: 세레나) Author/Artist: Ina Genre: Drama / Romance with historical & power-struggle elements Setting: Fictional kingdom of Meuracevia (capital city: Wellenberg) around the turn of the 19th century. Premise: The heir of a once-powerful hotel empire must marry for business to save her legacy, and complications (emotional, political, personal) follow.

In a cold, tense night marked by desperation and danger, Chris finds himself caught in a harrowing escape alongside his parents, Jake, and his mother, who is carrying a secret pregnancy. As police sirens close in, a violent confrontation ensues, culminating in Chris taking a fall to protect his mother and unborn sibling. Severely wounded and fading, he faces the painful sacrifice of potentially never witnessing his sibling’s birth. In the liminal space between life and death, Chris is confronted by a majestic winged being who judges his soul and reveals unsettling truths that challenge everything Chris believed about his family. Defying fate, Chris plunges back to the mortal realm but awakens not as himself, but reborn in a strange, infantile form under the care of unfamiliar yet strangely comforting figures speaking a foreign tongue. Struggling with loss, identity, and the mysteries surrounding his existence, Chris embarks on a surreal journey of rediscovery and hope amidst the unknown.

Three boys live in an apartment and finds supernatural things happening with them selves and trap into it.

One day, a strange hand suddenly appeared inside Chi Wan’s interdimensional space. Its owner claimed to be living in the apocalypse—starving, desperate—and begged to trade anything he had for food. Chi Wan stared at the pile of Imperial Green jade, oversized diamonds, and dozens of kilograms of gold bars he offered… and fell into deep thought. …Wasn’t this a little too profitable? From then on, her connection to the apocalypse only grew stronger. The mysterious man—who turned out to be a powerful figure—used his Wood Ability to help her revive rare orchids, cultivate endangered plants, and even harvest zombie crystal cores for the country. As for Chi Wan? She only had three responsibilities: feed him, feed him, and keep feeding him. Somehow, without realizing it, a group of extraordinary men began to gather around her: A genius research scientist. An aloof, abstinent CEO. A cold and ruthless Soldier King… In front of Chi Wan, they were gentle, attentive, and impeccably polite—each trying to outshine the others. Behind her back? They were one step away from tearing each other apart. Meanwhile, on the other side of the spatial link… The so-called King of the Apocalypse clenched his teeth in silence as he listened to these men compete for her attention. As for Chi Wan? “I’m busy getting rich and supporting my family,” she said calmly. “A battle royale of suitors? I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Until one day— An absurdly handsome man appeared at the gates of her villa… carrying a sack filled with gold and jewels. “I’m here to marry into your family,” he declared. Chi Wan glanced at him, then at the newly connected wasteland world inside her space… …and once again fell into deep thought.

Modern forensic doctor Xu Jing transmigrates into an arrogant, reckless woman who just got divorced by her husband. Facing such a pitiful start, Xu Jing remains calm, understanding that life must go on. One day, The Minister of the Ministry of Justice, Xiao Yi, comes to Anping County for official business. A Government Official brings a woman in, but she remains unflustered, looking up calmly to say: "This common woman requests to prove her innocence." Xiao Yi is shocked to find that his ex-wife not only has a changed personality but also can perform autopsies and solve cases. Her medical skills are extraordinarily impressive. Xiao Yi can't stay calm and personally visits Xu Jing to request an autopsy. Xu Jing: "Sure, an autopsy costs one silver." Xiao Yi: "..."