The waves of the sea crash against the cliffs. How long can someone fight an ocean before their own cliff is gone. How long can one keep the ball rollng? I do wonder. (M rating because of violence and I want a swear pass. Different characters will be front and center at different times so who knows what I'm planning)

Lorenz bears two crests. This can open an entire world of possibilities for his future, but more intriguing are the pieces of his past- his father's decisions, his long-absent mother's messages to him, the long whispering darkness that he's only beginning to understand, and the newfound struggle of living in such a way. As pieces begin to fall into place and questions a

"On a continent plagued by war, it's good to be innoculated against death." A random person wakes up in Fodlan and finds out that they're invincible for some reason. Shenanigans ensue. Semi-SI.

Once upon a time, there was an SI. This SI proceeded, as most do, to upend canon at random, and munchkin the local universe into vast quantities of power. This SI then found himself shanked in the face by the Spear of Destiny, and his fate is currently unknown. This is not his story. This is the story of what happened next. Dead.

Direct sequel to We Are Legion, and companion piece to Violence Is My First Language. Legion IN SPACE! Lots of weird shit out here, and very little of it is friendly. Dead.

Whoever said death is nothing to be afraid of have likely lived a full life. Though, I suppose the same could be said for the reverse. Those who fear death have never truly lived, but I'm getting a little ahead of myself. My name is Kasa, the idiot who doesn't know how to die properly. And let me tell you, dying hurts. OC Self-insert COMPLETE

Some roads lead to the same results, but sometimes those results have different answers which we never intended. AU-Canon Divergence! SI OC! Warning: Major Character Death & Dark Themes! This story isn't for children under 18!

It wasn't strange, I suppose, to be hit by a truck and sent to another world. Only, it's strange that I'm a half-dead freak masquerading as a Dark General. SI.

An SI tale, a fellow finds himself with a very interesting power set indeed... Crossposting from Spacebattles and Sufficient Velocity, formatting may be a little wonky for a considerable length of time. Please leave reviews. Now finished.

A regular young man dies in our world then wakes up in the Fire Emblem world, specifically during Awakening. Now he's the tactician of the Shepherds and he has to deal with his new body! Did we mention it's a female body?

It's not normal to be dropped into Ylisse, and it most certainly isn't normal to become the main character of your own fanfiction. To top that off, I am now the contestant of some sort of god tournament. Things have changed, and maybe not for the better. One thing's for sure, however. I need to live to see another day, no matter what the consequence. *Currently being rewritten*

A foul-mouthed, snarky and genre savvy jaywalker finds herself decorating the asphalt and reborn into a stratocracy where child soldiers are the norm. People she comes to care for will die and she's unwilling to play the hero… but as Kurenai, maybe she has to. Or not. [SI]

Sometimes... you just get unlucky. No questions asked, no @# ! given. Me? I never considered myself lucky or unlucky. But in this blasted place, you need to be a little lucky or you won't survive. Little did I know that Death would be heaven, compared to the alternative...

The second she realized she was in the world of Naruto, Rae swore she wouldn't interfere. Even so, looking at the shivering 8-year-old before her, she couldn't help but hold him close. It's not like one friend will change anything, right? T for violence and some language.