chiro valeena fanfic

After getting killed by the hands of his brother, Itachi Uchiha, instead of dying, gets transmigrated into the world of Against The Gods. Watch as he explores the powerful realms along with building his own domain. Support - www.patreon.com/red_eagle Blog - www.theredeagle.ml Credit: Wallpaper - x-itachi https://www.deviantart.com/x-itachi/art/Itachi-Uchiha-36798724

Itachi thought his role was over when Edo Tensei that bind him ended. But contrary to his expectation, there's no afterlife or judgement day for all the sins he had commited in his life. What he find was unusual city where the gods walked the earth, Orario.

He wasn’t supposed to exist. Born from Uchiha blood — He is the weapon the world forgot to fear. When the world lost Naruto, and Sasuke was turned into a tree, the last hope didn’t come from the Leaf… It came from the dark. Now, Boruto is hunted by all nations, betrayed by history, and armed with nothing but rage. And standing before him— A man cloaked in shadow, eyes colder than death. They ask who he is. He says nothing. But his enemies? They whisper one name… “That’s not a Uchiha… That’s the shadow Itachi left behind.”

What would you do if you lost your PP privileges? would you become an Eunuch or would you become a woman. Me, I would chose to become the best women in existence and I would destroy anyone’s balls that try to say otherwise. I would explore worlds, defeat my enemies, and creat a Yuri harem, but luckily or sadly that won’t ever happen to me… right? ___________________________ Yo new Arthur hear, I’m trying this out as a hobby because growing up I had a very big imagination and I always have these moments in life where I’m having thoughts like what if this happens or what if he never did that? so here I’m just bringing some of my imaginations to life. ENGLISH IS MY NATIVE LANGUAGE, but I suck at it (I will try my best though) I don’t own the cover art, if it’s yours you can let me know I will take it down. you could expect 1 chapter every Friday at 9:00am PST(1 chapter a week,6000+ words guarantee) ___________________________ All rights are owned by there representative owners. I don’t own any characters or verse other then my own OC’s!!!

After dying in his original world, the legendary shinobi Itachi Uchiha is mysteriously reborn in the universe of High School DxD. Retaining his memories, chakra, and Sharingan, Itachi now lives a peaceful life as a student at Kuoh Academy... until he meets Issei Hyoudou, a perverted classmate who quickly gets involved with a deadly Fallen Angel. As supernatural events unfold, Itachi realizes this world is more dangerous than it appears. Old instincts awaken, new powers emerge, and secrets are revealed. With his ninja skills and unshakable calm, Itachi steps in to protect the people around him — while trying to understand love, temptation, and high school life all over again. Can a man who sacrificed everything for peace find a new purpose in a world of devils, angels, and dragons?

A hot summer day brings the Uchiha clan a new assignment - Itachi is to serve as a bodyguard for an important statesman. At first glance, everything seems normal, except for the provocative nature of the client. But it quickly becomes clear that something is wrong and the other is not who he claims to be.

Itachi slowly lifted his face as his blood red Sharingan induced eyes stared directly at his little brother’s eyes: “No matter what you do from here on, know this: I will love you always…” Itachi already had a very strange few days but it became even more strange when his soul form suddenly felt a pulling towards something and just like that he started accelerating towards the source of his problem. Yun Che and Itachi collided within this tunnel of reincarnation as both of their soul forms disappeared inside the Mirror of Samsara. Nothing in this fanfiction belongs to me.

Uchiha Tenchi is reborn as the son of Uchiha Madara, gifted with a powerful system and extraordinary talent. Watch as Tenchi rises through the ninja world, mastering his abilities and carving his path to become the strongest Uchiha—the unrivaled number one.

In her past life, Tang Mo accidentally lost her own Space Jade Pendant when the apocalypse began, losing her biggest golden finger. Afterwards, her superpower training went awry, she lost her loved ones, suffered from ostracization, and utterly ruined the good hand she was dealt, ultimately dying at the mouths of mutant beasts. Opening her eyes again, Tang Mo was reborn one week before the start of the apocalypse. None of the tragedies has happened yet! How will she seize the opportunity and walk her own path to becoming a powerful figure in the apocalypse?

Married to Mason Crawford for two years, Summer Thorne became the city's notorious jinx. As the legitimate Mrs. Crawford, she could only watch helplessly as her own family went bankrupt and her father was convicted, with no one willing to lend a hand. Mason Crawford looked at her coldly: "Summer Thorne, do you think anyone in Valois would dare to help you if I didn't give the word?" Everyone watched her hit dead ends everywhere, bruised and battered, standing by with cold indifference. Until that snowy night in the deep mountains, she was tricked by others and left to walk alone in the snow, when a man on horseback galloped over, pulled her onto his steed, and wrapped her in his embrace. * The first time they met, she lit a cigarette for him; The next time they met, he said, "Miss Thorne, how much are you planning to spend to buy me?" Timothy York, a gentleman from a prestigious family—upright, dignified, aloof, and noble, a man who had never made a single misstep, praised by everyone in Valois. Yet, on that one day, Summer Thorne was photographed leaving Timothy York's residence early in the morning. The entire city was in an uproar. The most unattainable flower of Valois had actually stolen another man's wife! * Everyone said Summer Thorne was a master of seduction, but they received Timothy York's four-word reply— "I initiated it." The wind rose in Sombren Forest, and snow fell into his arms. From the very beginning, it was he who initiated it.