Pasithea_Midnight

"Hey, want to be reincarnated?" It all started with that simple question, sure it wasn't said exactly in that way or context but it's all the same, the events remained the same... and so did its effects, its effects on both her story and on herself. Mysterious beings sending people across the many worlds through a cafe and their strange sense of doing things have brought her into an experience that she would either regret experiencing or look back on as necessary suffering. An alien planet of human-looking people who display power and skills of unique origin. With blasters, air rifles, railguns, flying ships, flying cars, spaceships, teleporters, and enormous rings, she woke to find herself in a world that was foreign to her with all forms of objects that she could only dream of. They continuously went against what she thought to be humanly possible, though I guess that is no longer a valid thought to have, they however have predetermined thoughts about her. The people there despised her existence, they wished for her pain, her suffering, her death... Throughout many years of pain and suffering, she still found a way to come out on top, she found a way to prove her existence ignoring all that was done to her and said about her. Like a bolt of lightning, she came quickly, she came loudly, and she left her presence in the hearts and minds of the people she encountered, for that was what she desired, for however much they wanted her erasure and disappearance she wanted them to be reminded of her presence even more. Blue Paint. Her hair and eyes cultivate the paint that is splattered across the canvas that is her, and the pain she amasses shall be the brush she uses to plaster said paint. At the end of the journey even with the many things, she shall experience on the way her mind will always go back to when she was asked that very simple question. "Hey, do you want to be reincarnated?" *** Extra Tags – Gender-bender, Action, Adventure, War, etc. Chapter length - 1500 - 2700 One chapter a week. (No promises) COVER IS NOT MINE, I am not the cover's rightful owner. If the original artist wants it taken down then please contact me! Discord: https://discord.gg/cBKysw4VFx

It was a simple day, the people sauntering about their mundane, that is until it shifted to fire and brimstone. Collapsed upon her knees, a young Suyeong watched as the world around her collapsed. The sky was painted in blood, screams filled the air as the world crumbled and shrieked. Fire spiraled into the sky, smoke billowing after it. This was all a forthcoming event, and it was orchestrated by one individual, a spiteful man, a man who took the life of her dearest friend, a man she would hunt for the better half of her life. The hunt after the man had led her to this moment, ascended into the sky, a dragon that dwarfed all present slithering in the skies behind her while her golden eyes glared down on the collective heroes of justice, the Man of Steel, Wonder Woman, and the Caped Crusader stood tall at the forefront, staring her down. Her eyes shook in confusion, but she still roared lightning wrapping around her, "You've decided to stand in my way, so I will do what I must."

Oxyelle was your average Joe, excluding her talent in art and strange name. She was an incredibly average person in every other aspect. She worked as an artist. More specifically an artist for novels, drawing for many different novels being adapted. One particular Novel "A Rose For The Fire," was a novel written by two of her closest friends, so with her drawing it as well, it was obvious it was her favorite Novel to have drawn. Yet even if it was her favorite Novel, that didn't mean she wanted to wake up in it! And why do I still have the same name and looks? Due to having worked on many Novels that shared the same concept, she naturally came to a quick conclusion. "I most likely won't ever be able to return." With this, she decided to just live out her life as a commoner that is until she remembered something important. "I can save my favorite character... I can save the Villainess! Forget the plot, who cares about that, I can save the most beautiful woman in this entire world. Forget the heroine, she's a piece of trash anyway: "Why flirt with a man that has a freaking fiance?" "Yes! I'll do just that." Way of the sword? Way of the maid? Way of the artist? I'll do all of them! _________ Made this months ago, and it was just sitting in the vault — This is a combination of two of my story ideas. Also, I won't be focusing on this. No guaranteed update rate. _________ The cover photo is not mine, credits to the artist.

He was tired, locked up since young, the reason, petty hate, they hated the people he helped so much they threw a child in a cell. Finally, the moment he's been waiting for, execution day. Denying an offer to be helped, he allows himself to be executed, not without leaving a few kind words of course. After death, he finds himself alone surrounded by darkness, left only to his thoughts. Meeting a god, he learns he will be going through reincarnation, he denies this proposition as well, but it seems there is no choice in the matter. __________ Yeah, a new writer here, so, forgive me for my lack of skill. . The overarching arc only truly starts after the reincarnation, but everything that happens will be relevant.