Zeckan

I'm just a human. Just a human trying to keep up with the monsters I call friends. It isn't easy, everything I did, all the blood and sweat I put into improving was overshadowed by the talent all of them possessed. Luck was on their side since birth. God seemed to favor them, being blessed with talent many would envy. But who needs luck? Who needs gods? I was normal, and I made that my strength. And with that strength, I competed with the strongest. ___ I don't own JJK, just the OC's

How did he get there? That was the question he asked himself. Life was so boring that he had to take some extreme measures to get some entertainment. Elementary school, middle school, and now high school. He was hoping that the last one would at least keep his interest for a decent period of time. After all, the Tokyo Metropolitan Advanced Nurturing School was made to foster the next generation of people that will support the country in the future, the test's should be entertaining at least. ___ The only thing I own is the OC Everything else is goos old plagerism.

A new world, free from my past worries, free from my responsibilities, free from my worries... Unfortunately, this asshole is still here, and somehow, he convinced me into playing along. _ I don't own anything.

I always hated being under someone's control. Grown-ups, teachers, principals, parents. I was born into this world, and just because someone gave birth to me didn't mean they had jurisdiction over my life. I wouldn't just bare it again, not anymore. This was my second chance at life, and I would be damned if I let someone else decide what path I should and should not take. ___ I Own nothing.

Ever wonder what comes after death? Well, apparently, people with natural, multi colored hair. Jiggle physics are on overload and logic is out of the window. I just hope that there aren't any magical beings that just go on war paths for the fun of it, because, this world looks like straight out of an anime and it slightly disturbs me. ___ I don't own anything.

Suddenly waking up in a body of a pre-teen was certainly an experience, finding out that your name was Emiya Shirou was... Interesting. Memories of Muramasa would be helpful not only for projection. but the only reason he would accept this situation was that he had more potential than the original, and he knowledge of the only craft he could use in this damned body of his. At least he would not die in the first battle he got in. __ I don't own Fate/Stay Night, in case it wasn't obvious. Does anyone even read these?

He got scammed! He was expecting to go somewhere where he would have to fight, an easy way to satisfy his battlenut self. Afterall, the excileration of a battle was so satisfying, exciting and fulfilling at the same time. But this... Place... was just not for him. That damned god must be laughing his ass off right now. ___ The summary sucks but I will try to make the story good... Hopefully. I don't own pokemon, btw.

This wasn't what he was expecting. Honestly, he felt this wasn't what anyone would expect when dying in your first gunfight. It wasn't even something that he did, it was something that he was trying to stop! Being a newly appointed police officer at the age of twenty-one, he expected to stop muggings and write tickets, and nothing exciting would happen for a while. It only took three months for a bank robbery to happen and for him to get shot in the lung and bleed out. Now he was a baby again. Yeah, no way he was going to join the police force again. ___ This is a project that my friend is helping me make... The start may be boring but I'm hoping that it won't suck too much.

Dying and reincarnating isn't a new concept, but it was still fiction, no matter how much he wanted it to be real. Apparently, it wasn't as fictional as people thought and this was the proof. Standing before a goddess, he received a task to defeat the great evil that plagued the world he was about to be sent to. The only problem was... He didn't want to have anything to do with it. Deciding the best way to handle it was to let others do it for him, he settled down in the beginner's town, hoping that he would have a peaceful life with a moderate amount of excitement... Oh, how wrong he was. ___ I own nothing but the OC's.

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