After dealing with the crisis on Penacony, Stelle is conscripted by Silver Wolf into becoming Kivotos' new Sensei. Yet another world needs its hero, and Stelle (reluctantly) answers the call once more.

When the Guardian gets sent through a portal by a Subjugator shimmering in the light of an unknown element. The Guardian now needs to ready his students for the Evils that threaten their world.

The members of the Isekai Quartet once more find themselves isekai'd to another world. Now divided and changed by this new experience, they must reunite and survive the antics of Kivotos residents.

Rabbit platoon got transported to the world of arknights, will they survive and thrive or die.

To deal with another of Pandemonium's antic, who decided to revoke Prefect Team's access to their training budget, Hina has set out to somehow procure 50 million yen as soon as possible to fulfill the Pandemonium's demand for her club to fulfill the training quota. There, she steps upon a job pamphlet; a simple job, it says. Unbeknownst to Hina, that job costs her more than a bite.

Somehow, Aki was alive and has now became the teacher of Kivotos. How will he tackle his new job? And what's up with the pistol hammer on his index finger?

After obtaining the True Azure to create a new world, Ragna the Bloodedge should've ceased to exist, content the future of his world was safe before disappearing from it. Yet, instead of oblivion, somehow, Ragna found himself still drawing breath in the chaotic city of Kivotos, chaotic and yet somehow familiar, and entrusted with a role he never expected a man like him to even get.

An amnesiac prisoner after numerous attempts to escape from his confines, now set on an odyssey across half a contentment of the United States in a search for answers. A wanderer turned corporate janitor sent on a globe trotting adventure at a ravage future held together by machines to find his paradise. A man lost with no place he could call home.

Currently in planning phase!

In the Inner Sphere, you hire a mercenary when one has a problem that no other can solve. In Kivotos, there exists a need for a Sensei. So it would seem obvious that if given the option, a mercenary MechWarrior would be selected.

Side stories of Fate/Grand Order: Where All Miracles Begin, SCHALE

To ensure human order will be maintained forever. Alaya, the will of humanity, gives Fujimaru Ritsuka one last ordeal to become 'Teacher'. With its goal to test his capability to nurture and replicate his everything to his successor, he is sent to the mysterious city of Kivotos. Students, Guns, Halos... Follows through the story as he takes on the new role and solves mysteries arou

An anthology-esque story of students and their servants interacting in various scenarios, while something else happens from beneath the surface.

Kivotos is in trouble and only Sensei can help! Emotional maturity and support to the rescue! The right words at the right time! What was that? Sensei has less emotional maturity than the students? Sensei barely even speaks? Oh well... guess we're doomed then. Unless...?

A visitor traverses the boundary separating the Academy City and a faraway Land of Fantasy.

Kivotos is ravaged, the student council stripped of its power and unable to intervene, Students left without any kind of guidance or direction, truly it is hopeless. But soon everything will change, a hunter, somebody who knows only bloodshed and carnage will be tasked with leading those who lack direction.

The year is 1973 - a year of great change and progress. For the REDs, this was the worst time of their lives. Amid the chaos, the Medic goes missing without a trace; however, he is in a much better place than before. There was only one problem: It was neither heaven nor hell.

Doom Slayer finished his war. What else was there to do? Becoming a teacher? In a city governed by kids? The same kids that can take bullets like they were pebbles? Definitely not what Doom Slayer was expecting.

The Sensei was supposed to come to Kivotos, fix all their problems, and bring some semblance of peace back to the anarchic city. Instead, they got Aksu, a Pilgrim from Achra who knows nothing of peace and nothing of modern life. Kivotos doesn't deserve this. Somebody better was supposed to come along. He may have also brought some... other things from Achra as well. We're doomed.

Struggling is a part of life. A part of his life as sensei. A never-ending journey that he gladly takes to be the teacher for his precious students. Even when he was facing the end. There will be no regrets. Crossposted on Ao3 for pictures and extras.

Red Winter has fallen! Frigid winds ravaged the desolate frozen wasteland. A new school had built from the ashes. The weather is unforgiving. The Strom is coming. Hope is dwindling. Discontent is growing. A revolt is brewing. The school must survive.

Taking place after the Founder's Festival, Rimuru Tempest is suddenly transported to another world. Yup, another one. One with foreign places, quirky gun-wielding individuals and common sense that may as well be spitting in his face. Nonetheless, he must traverse through Kivotos, solving the many problems along the way, in order to find a way back home.

When Izuku finally got his teaching license, he received an offer for a teaching job at Kivotos, the Academy City. Not seeing the harm in, he accepted the offer. He had no idea what he just signed up for.

Scavengers, Trespassers, Adventurers, Loners, Killers, Explorers, Robbers. All types can be encountered within the Chernobyl Exclusion Zone, hoping to strike it rich, or to get away from their past. I've overcome the horrors of the Zone, past radiation, anomalies and psychological hazards. But Kivotos? That is its own beast, with its own horrors. Haloed, gun toting horrors.

After discovering a strange artifact in the abandoned Abydos Desert, the girls of the Foreclosure Task Force mistakenly activate it, sending themselves to a new and alien reality, one where humanity is in the brink as an Alien Armada bears down upon her worlds and death looms ever so close to them. Their hope for survival now rests on their own skill, a little luck... And the Halos