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.

Bai Su, who transmigrated into a book set in the interstellar Beast World, has only one interest: making delicious food at the orphanage, raising children, and enjoying her hard-won new life. Future's great villains? The cubs are all super well-behaved in front of her! The Federation Leader comes to freeload a meal, and his disability is cured! The business emperor comes to freeload a meal, and his infertility is solved! The obese little female gets thinner the more she eats, gradually growing into the number one beauty of the Beast World. She also attracts the number one genius doctor of the interstellar era and the interstellar great captain. The villainous cubs, driving warships and controlling ten thousand beasts: "If you want to get close to our Mom, you'll have to withstand our cannon fire first!" The Federation Leader laughs in anger: "You dare to bomb my armory? Courting death!" The gloomy and bloodthirsty emperor: "A bunch of little trash! You think I'm afraid of you?" The doctor's face turns ashen: "Either give back my research results, or die!" The interstellar great captain dangerously shoulders a Barrett: "I see you're all dying to get locked up." Bai Su smiles and peeks her head out, holding a gleaming kitchen knife: "Time to eat! What are you all doing?" The big shots and the little villains, harmoniously putting their arms around each other's shoulders in a picture of fatherly love and filial piety: "Coming~~"

After being found and brought back by her wealthy family, Arabella Donovan has an unexpected awakening and discovers that the world she lives in is a mishmash of popular story tropes. Her eldest brother is the tragic guy in a melodramatic, angsty novel; Her second brother is the cannon fodder in an showbiz power-fantasy novel; Her third brother is the scapegoat who ends up with a criminal record in a doting teen romance; Her fourth sister is the vicious villainess in a 'real vs. fake heiress' story; And even her parents are just antagonistic background characters in some sweet, middle-aged romance. Arabella Donovan: This family is a complete collection of misfortunes. The word 'tragic' doesn't even begin to cover it. Her family, after hearing all of her inner thoughts: "..."