renji yomo

Renji was just an ordinary construction worker fighting to survive in a merciless world. One fatal workplace accident ended his life… only to drag his soul into something far worse. He awakens inside the body of a broken slave in Erevos a dark fantasy realm where the strong devour the weak. Thrown into a blood-soaked arena known as The Pit, Renji quickly learns that mercy does not exist here. Chained, beaten, and surrounded by death, he has only one choice: endure or be erased. But every death around him feeds a terrifying power awakening within his soul the Revenant Forge. By absorbing the lingering essence of those who perish, he can reshape and strengthen his shattered body. With each forge, he grows stronger… yet loses another piece of the man he once was. From the lowest pit of this cruel world, Renji begins his brutal climb. Hatred becomes his fuel. Suffering becomes his teacher. And vengeance becomes his only purpose. In a world built on chains and corpses, will he rise as the ultimate weapon of revenge… or become a monster even darker than the hell that created him?

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.

Gems, spices, gold! Adventure, battles, freedom! The Age of Exploration has arrived! Rob the Pope's throne, engage in PvP with the invincible Spanish fleet, treasure, power, abilities, fame... everything belongs to Barbarossa Halledeen, the man truly worthy of the title of "Pirate King" in history. This is the best of times: the Age of Exploration, the New World, technology, art, gold, maritime supremacy. This is also the worst of times: pirates, the Papal States, witches, the Black Death, inquisitorial trials. A romantic saga of blood and fire, a concerto of light and darkness, this is—the Age of Exploration. A mysterious young man wielding a giant scythe brings forth a storm of blood and chaos, and the Pirate Emperor's black flag and curved blade dominate the Mediterranean. From the moment Nick and Halledeen meet, a legendary era of a pirate ruling the world unfolds. Born in the wilderness, an emperor among blue-blooded nobles, a twisted ship's doctor, a loyal knight... the dark flowers that bloom in the foul soil gather on the Sea Serpent. A magnificent canvas of the 16th-century Age of Exploration unfolds before your eyes. What are you waiting for? Sea Serpent is about to set sail, so quickly buy your tickets and board—no waiting after the deadline!

Before marrying Silas, Joyce had only met him three times. A marriage of convenience, a secret agreement, for a term of three years. She's fresh off a heartbreak — the man she chased for years told her they "weren't a good match." Silas has his own baggage: rumor says he's still hung up on a white moonlight who happens to look just like Joyce. So that's all she is. A substitute. ** In the second year of their marriage, on Joyce's birthday, she drank too much and, in front of everyone, tugged on his tie, pinning him underneath her: "You look... a lot like my husband." The Thorne family's second master, known for being rational and unfeeling, was flustered by her that night. He leaned in close to her ear and coaxed in a low voice, "Be good." The next day Joyce woke up to find her lips were swollen. This… Who did this! When she went to question him, she discovered Silas's lip was bitten. He stared at her and said slowly, "You crossed the line first." ** The scandal leaked. At a party, her ex-boyfriend stepped in: "She's mine. Who dares talk?" Then Silas walked in. The room went silent. "Yours? Since when?" "Joyce, tell me. Whose are you?" So much for the secret marriage. So much for being a substitute. This was supposed to be fake… wasn't it?

Fu Xiaoxiao transmigrates into a book and immediately faces the crisis of being sent to the countryside. As the unloved middle child, her younger sister is the one meant to go — but her mother transfers her job to the sister instead. A disaster of a start. To avoid being sent away, she has to marry within seven days. She meets a few ordinary men and decides she'd rather go to the countryside. Then she runs into a neighbor who's also looking for a spouse — and his conditions are surprisingly good. A dowry of three hundred? Bicycles and a radio? Just take care of the kids, and separate rooms are fine? The others may pass, but she won't. Every day is a battle of wits with the two kids. Life is eventful, she gets a salary every month, and the boss is never home. Absolutely perfect. Except... wasn't this big shot supposed to be infertile? Then why does he keep strutting around naked in front of her? She has professional ethics. She won't be seduced by a good body. Hmph. Men only slow down her sword swing. Lu Feng grits his teeth at Fu Xiaoxiao, who remains completely unmoved by his countless attempts to seduce her, and traps her in his arms. "Boss, let's talk this through. I know forty a month is a bit much — how about... five less?" Trapped in his embrace, Fu Xiaoxiao thinks he's unhappy with her high salary and starts bargaining. "I'm giving myself to you for free." Lu Feng grinds out through clenched teeth. This woman has no heart. "...Can I say no?" Fu Xiaoxiao swallows, staring at the washboard abs so close. "Such a good deal — are you sure you don't want it?" Lu Feng squints, tempting her. "Fine." A fool turns down a bargain.