A girl reborn into the world of ninja wants to escape the cycle of violence. Power is the only thing that brings freedom in the ninja world and she will have freedom... at any cost. However breaking the bonds she forms won't be as simple as she imagines. AU SI.

Kyubey promised that humanity would reach the stars one day. The Incubator tactfully refrained from saying too much about what they would find there.

It was their last, desperate gambit. Their last hope. They pinned everything on a prayer that he could save them...and now...he's not even sure if he can make it count anymore.

Shinji Ikari finds a boxful of insanity and becomes even more unhinged than before. Somehow, this is A Good Thing. As the grim dark future melts into stark bleak present, upon a throne of tropes humanity might find the savior it so requires. [story RESUMING]

Emiya Kiritsugu was happy living the rest of his short days. He had put his past behind him... until he began to dream of futures that had yet to be. Let it be known that the Magus Killer was not dangerous simply because he was dying and had no plans to fight.

What happens when a SI gets reborn in the world of Naruto and is willing to lie, cheat and steal his way to power? Magical Vivisectionist Pretty Oro-tan, eat your heart out - this is how you bootstrap your way to godhood. No re-treading the same old missions here.

It's easier to break than mend. And so, for everything she learned to heal, Sakura learned a thousand times to end.

...is actually a fairly common trick in the circus. It's also the closest equivalent to going backwards in time. So why should only one person go back in time if anyone who knows how can do it? It's just like walking backwards on a tightrope. And more than one person in a war-torn world of Ninja wants to change things. To fix things. Time travel fic.

What if Naruto had been selected for a different team? What if he'd had a different mentor? Who would guess the consequences would be so large?

Dystopia. Utopia. Mankind's dabbling into the unknowable. But at the end of the world, as the beleaguered forces of humanity stand against uncounted horrors, what can one boy do? And that is not dead which can eternal lie... Rewrite of Aeon Natum Engel. Book II in progress.