HopOffMe

Everything is fine until it isn't. The end pours over the world, and the stars have breathed their last.   The gods watching have made deals or pled loyalty to the Nigh-Sultan as he prepares for his final banquet in this universe.   Humans are given the power to become dreamers and fail at attempts to grasp these dreams. Instead, they go to the Darkness That Surrounds Crawling Chaos for power.   Eldritch entities run rampant, Cryptids try reshaping the world in their image, and the humans who grasp at that newfound power become no better than those creatures themselves.   In this world with no sun, dreams shatter, and ignorance becomes all anyone who has stared curiously knows.   Yet, one has begun trying to live a "normal" life in this world.   His vow? He has none. After all, fate for him is nothing but fiction, and if he gets his way, the Eldritch May Cry. … Cthulhu Mythos, Eldritch Creatures, SCPs, Cryptids, and Devil May Cry

One: the beginning, the end, and the journey ahead. Unknown to those that view, yet seen by those that avoid. Two: anger, hatred, and wrath. The scarlet-bred prince seeks nothing but destruction, yet he is stuck waiting. Three: the young devouring god that hungers yet paradoxically can wait. Watching over everything with a gaze before sight, before smell, and even before time. All three have merged together into one being that has taken up the mantle to make things more challenging; after all, Eldritch Creatures Must Die... (A/N: This is a rewrite, so if you have seen or read this before, please do give it a read, a gander, and maybe a review. With my experience in already telling stories, I shall show you one that can become great.) ————————————————- Extra Tags: Monsterverse, R18(?), SCP

Dying at the near beginning of adulthood, our main character finds himself born in a futuristic version of his original world.   The times have changed, and with that, all the things that were theorized to happen in his old world have nearly all come to pass.   Deciding to focus on himself, he put his gaming addiction to rest and tried to become something. However, when a new game called Entwined Destinies came out that was essentially an almost new reality put into a game, he had to try it.   Streaming the game to a small audience, he rapidly grew when the Chaos and Daemons update dropped, as he was one of the most prized champions of the blood god!   His reign was short-lived, as his life was taken by someone who had broken into his house and killed him live on stream.   Now this weird screen sits in front of him.   [Please design a personality for your Demon King.] (Please keep in mind that no one gets a happy ending in 40K.) Extra tags: Comedy - Brought by Players R-18 - Brought by Slaanesh Action - Brought by Khorne Betrayal - Brought by Tzeentch Slice of Life - Brought by Nurgle (Title of story is set to change as the story goes on.) Notable Mentions: Overgeared, Warhammer, One Punch Man

A group of friends decided to play modded Minecraft. Through some twisted and supernatural events, they're transmigrated into the world of Minecraft.   They had installed the Jujutsu Kaisen mod, and from this, they took on the looks and abilities of their chosen characters. What was there to do in a real-life version of 'Minecraft: Kaisen?' Become the strongest, obviously! Jujutsu Kaisen x Minecraft x Real life. (Mods: Jujutsu Craft, Jujutsu Craft GT, and Lost Cities.) Extra tags: JJK, Minecraft, More Than One Protagonist, Jumping. (Based on a true story.)

Being reincarnated right after his death, our main character finds no respite and is instantly thrown back into life.   Thinking that this could be his chance to gain superpowers and reach for the stars, he greeted every day with determination, but as the reality of his situation set in, his hopes eventually shattered.   His days are spent with less and less emotion, as if slowly, over time, he became a robot, simply going through the motions. He felt no reason to truly live his second life if it was going to be an exact copy of his first.   That was until one day he saw a message... [Would you like to join the Custom Made Group Chat? Y/N] “Fuck yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!” [Would you like to hand out invites? Y/N] “Fuck it, we ball!” [Handing out invites…] [Activating group chat missions...] [Missions activated!]   [Error! Re-inviting members...] [Error! Error! Error!]   [Finding a workaround...]   [Workaround found!]   [Canceling invites...] [Each mission is made for a minimum group of five participants!] [Time Remaining: 29D, 23H, 10M, 36S] [[Note: If a mission isn't done once a month, unforeseen consequences may arise.]]   [The Eight-Handled Sword Divergent Sila Divine General] [Description: Megumi Fushiguro has made the difficult (not for him) choice of summoning the Divine General Mahoraga! Help Megumi defeat Mahoraga and save him from his soon-to-be end!] [Rank: EX-XX] “I’m so fucked…” Extra Tags: JJK, DxD, Fate, Eminence In Shadow, Custom Made Demon King, Pokemon, One Punch Man, Elden Ring, and Massive Depression

A man sat on a bench. He was missing a leg and had a bandage over one eye. “Hello.” “What do you think about humans?” “They have their rights but they are born here like cattle to the slaughter… Like slaves.” The man widened his eyes as he heard what the person beside him said. “You’re right.” “I’ll just keep moving forward… Until all my enemies are destroyed.” “Who are you talking to?” Suddenly a woman with a hair color he couldn’t describe came up to him. If he had to describe her hair color then it could be close to light red. “I’m talking to the guy beside me.” The man spoke while staring at the woman. “But… There isn’t anyone beside you.” The man's eyes widen as he turns to the right of the bench and sees that there is in fact… No one beside him. The woman gave him a questioning look before the way she was looking at him changed again. “My name is Makima. What is yours?” The woman now known as Makima said before sitting down on the bench. The man looked at her weirdly before speaking up. “My name is… Eren Yeager.”

Do you think waking up in a dungeon is bad? Try getting beat half to death by a creature you didn't even know existed! Well, it ain't all that bad. The cord stuck in my chest is the least of my worries, but at least when I pull it, half of my problems go away. *Pulls Cord* "LETS ROCK!" *BRUM-BRUM-VVVRRRRMMMM*