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He files documents in a Baldur's Gate scriptorium until a silver-bound book is mis-filed in the mercantile section and fills its first page with his name in lunar script. Wesley is twenty-four, a hedge-wizard clerk professionally invisible, and Selûne's Codex has chosen him three years after the Second Sundering closed. The second page goes utterly black — a Sharran operative within a hundred paces, identity unknown. Three days later the scriptorium burns. Three names enter the Argent Compact already dimmed. A collapsed Netherese tower on the Sword Coast hides dead-magic pockets that shield it from divination, and a contract beneath the foundation in a script Wesley cannot read — waiting.

What would have happened if that night the one to save Caster had not been Kuzuki, but Shirou Emiya? Just how would Shirou change at the discovery of the Holy Grail War? How would Shirou change Caster? And how much would someone like Caster change Shirou? (Good End- Finished. True End- Work in progress) Note: This story does not belong to me. This is one of the best fanfics I have ever read so I want to share it so that more people can enjoy it. If the original author wishes to remove the work please let me know. Additionally, as this is a non-profit project, I will not be accepting donations. Title: Fate Stay Night - Medea Caster route Author: AquilaBosniaca

Atlas City is known for not allowing Meta-humans within it's walls. Because of that life for Echo has been quite difficult. Trying to hide his powers is getting harder and harder everyday as they are getting too strong for him to control. After having to expose his powers for the sake of protecting his friends will he be able to continue his life in Atlas City?

With swords that aren't yours, with skills that aren't yours, for dreams that aren't yours. Your entire existence is a lie!" - "Then I'll show you that even fake dreams can become reality." A different choice, a different path, a different FATE. Shirou/Multi

Three souls joined as one. The metaknowledge of a nobody. The power of a Grand. And the Mystery of a witch. None truly knew the reason they were sent to this new world, joined as one. But they sure had a good guess. A certain trolling vampire.

To be reincarnated is never an option to everyone. Unfortunately, that what happen to Arata who end up died and reincarnated into the world of Overlord before the canon begin. With no knowledge about the world and only known that the he will send to that world on it last day, Arata need to prepared himself as he will create an ultimate avatar that will make him able to survive in the New World.

Let a simple man create his own character, powered by a Cache System, what do you get? Well, about you read and find that out yourself~? Kay~? ∆~∆~∆~∆~∆ [∆Tags∆]: Worm | Worm CYOA | CYOA | OP-MC | Stronger to Stronger | Chaotic Neutral MC | [∆Anime/Manga∆: Danmachi ] ∆~∆~∆~∆~∆ [ 1-Disclaimer: I write for fun and my own pleasure ] [ 2-Disclaimer: First-time writer here! Please bare with my amateur skills. Because at best, all I can say is that my spelling is... How to I say? Hmm? Oh yes! Better than most people on this site/app. Well, most people writing here are lonely depressed people who can only write on a 1st-grade level with nothing but poorly written smut and forced relationships. And you know what? People actually like it! Anywho~ Have Fun reading my First Crack/Wish Fulfillment Fanfic, here~ ~Stay Sexy & Frosty~ [PS: Look at my name and you'll know what you're getting yourself Into. So don't go bitching at something minor in this fanfic. Because you know what? I don't care. I truly give zero fucks. ] [ 3-Disclaimer: I don't own anything, other than my MC, OC's, and my Original ideas and my Worlds Settings.] [ 4-Disclaimer: Update Schedule? Can you eat It? Meaning, I don't have one. I write when I feel like it, so updates are whenever I'm in the mood for writing.]

A young boy is forced into life on the streets when everything he loves is taken away by an incident, curated to shape and control one’s own trauma. As a street kid he learns what it means to survive in Night City as a Solo. Luckily, Sixth Street, a local gang and security detail for certain districts of the city took him in. Offering him the skills to survive. And then some. Years go by when it begins to feel like he will never find the truth about the destruction of his home. Thats when the recruiter calls. Hinting to have knowledge about his past. And wishes to meet with Mugen Inuzama. Who by now, is a decently respected cyberpunk in Night City. Making his way up the ladder. Thats when Mugen decides to form a crew in order to hunt for the truth on his own terms. Cascade. Continuity. Behavior modeling. Asset Indigo. These were just a few corporate words that would come to mean more than he could ever imagine. This story is a combination of influences from a dnd campaign for cyberpunk red, some chooms and I ran. And creative writing by myself.

A story based in Douluo Dalu, after the fall of the Spirit Empire. Shylock Menelaus, formerly part of the Spirit Empire, is sent to Shrek Academy. He was born with a basket spirit and an innate ability to change it into any kind of basket he touches. That, along with his quirky personality and abilities, makes him stand out among his classmates - and not necessarily in a good way. I just wanted to write about a character like this in this setting, because I love the universe of Douluo Dalu. There won't be too much in the way of interaction with the known characters of the story, sorry. Warning for those who are sensitive: Cross-dresser I am not a cross-dresser myself, so I apologize in advance if I cause offense, or include misinformation. Feel free to correct me in the comments. No haters, please.

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"