Abbeysensei

Self explanatory. Slow life theme, don't expect action-driven stories. Disclaimer: I don't own anything that recognized as known works in this fic, and I won't take any credit of this fic. If you can improve it or at least partially inspired from this, please do so.

An avid Skyrim player found himself inside the Danmachi world, as his game character nonetheless!! Okay seriously, I just wanted to make a danmachi fic without the MC joining yet another Hestia familia and babysitting Bell - scratch that guys! He train bells in chapter 33! What's wrong with me. You can give me a tip jar if you like some of my works. Nothing is locked behind paywall no worries. https://ko-fi.com/nyanmato DISCLAIMER: I don't own any known works that may be presented inside this fic, it rightfully belongs to its respective owner.

WARNING: This fic contain, abusive, unadulterated language, event, content, and may be frowned upon by certain societies, read at your own risks. I don't take any credits regarding my works. If you were easily offended by certain symbol or things that happen inside this disturbing fic, please I beg you to press that back button, it's easy. ============================= A reincarnated soul was a born prodigy. Pass their twentieth they were no more than ordinary, but a child with soul and mind from the depth of hell itself will prove them wrong as the world shall burn in the ashes of war. Richard was a boy born and raised through conflict plagued his Fatherland since its rising to Imperial hegemony. A devil and a saint on the different side of the coin. He who will bring salvation in the war-ridden world from the machination of the very being all people worship. Fighting fire with fire creating the chain to the path of reclamation or destruction. He who commands the ghost division, elites of the elites, armed with the best technology he developed. From the sunken ship and bodies of the Atlantica ocean, the falling clocktower of Londinium, the burning city of Parisii, the scorched snow of Rus Union, and the broken wings of the Unified States, He who will bring million dead souls, weeping widows and parents in his wake. I stay gazing down at death as they say WAR! I'll wages war, I hate war. Peace yet is a noble but a far-fetched cause. War didn't make a monster of us, it brings the monster within. ============================= DISCLAIMER: Everything inside this fic as well as the cover that's recognized as licensed and known works, are belong to their respective owners. I DON'T take any credits of this works. Feel free to take, implement, some of the content or element inside this fic, I don't care. ============================= Oh, if you like what I wrote, you can consider to leave a tip of jar for me. https://ko-fi.com/nyanmato

This is a sort of rewrite for my other Fanfic "Weltkrieg - Youjo Senki Fic" I warned you people that easily offended by a certain symbolism, words, action, and mannerism. Turn back now, the exit button is the right bottom of your phone or upper right of your computer. And oh, please spend your stones somewhere else, I don't think this fic deserves your appreciation. DISCLAIMER: I don't own anything inside this fic,, NOTHING, not my OC not even my story. If you think you can make it better, then please do so, this is just a fanfic and a sort of fantasy fulfillment anyway.

Just a fic I do in my free time as an official NEET because of this virus outbreak. The fic will explore the side of Siren, and their struggle against the Azur lane. I don't care about the synopsis, just read the first and second chapter, zip and done.

Don't mind me.