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Harry Potter and the Fortunate Queen

“You will hear many of his Death Eaters claiming that they are in his confidence, that they alone are close to him, even understand him. They are deluded. Lord Voldemort has never had a friend, nor do I believe that he has ever wanted one,” Dumbledore told Harry Potter with absolute certainty. But what if Voldemort did have a friend? Not just a friend but the friend? A millennia-old wizard, who learned the secret of Hogwarts from the great Four founders, and had his own goals to take over the world? To stop that ancient wizard, an ancient power is called upon . . . in the form of a girl. A Muggle-born at that. Christina Norton has powers beyond anyone's imagination but she is too caught up in the Chosen One Harry Potter's life and catastrophes. But as she starts to uncover the plans of Voldemort, she realizes someone else is working with him. Someone who wants her dead. Why? She doesn't know. She just knows she has to save her loved ones and Hogwarts from Malgino and for that she is ready to go to the end of the world. And fight whoever comes in her way. Warning: It was my first book, so the first volume is going to be a bumpy ride. Things start to change at the end of the second volume, so if you can hang in there till then, welcome. Disclaimer: I neither own the original Harry Potter book series (I mean y'all already know that but still) nor the book cover (I guess I edited it but it doesn't count). If you want to support me: https://ko-fi.com/thewordsiren
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Attack On Titan: Regrets

**Alternate Universe** "Mikasa… we have to kill Eren." "Please… I want to go back… back to our home..." "If only… that day… I answered you differently… if I was honest… we could’ve…" "Mikasa… I’m tired… tired of everything." --- Eren Yeager and Mikasa Ackerman—two lost souls adrift in a cruel, unforgiving world. He destroyed 80 percent of humanity, not out of hatred, but love. Love for her. Love for his friends. A love so overwhelming it demanded their peace, even if it cost him everything. But what about him? Eren Yeager was just a 19-year-old boy, a boy who had dared to dream of a quiet life. A life with her. --- "So, that turned out to be our last conversation, huh?" Eren’s voice trembled, his words a bitter echo of regret. "And it was the last chance I had… the last chance to really be with you." The memories came rushing back like waves crashing against a broken shore. "Why did I have to be so stubborn? It was just ice cream. I could’ve just… shared it with you. I could’ve stayed a little longer with you." His eyes stung, and he smiled bitterly. He closed his eyes, waiting. Any moment now, she would appear before him. The girl with the scarf. The girl he loved. And she would kill him. That was her role, wasn’t it? "No... I… I don’t want to die with regrets." His eyes shimmered like emarlds. The world fell away, replaced by the glowing sands of the Paths. Mikasa clutched her head as tears spilled from her reddened eyes, her anguish raw and consuming. "I… I want to go back. Back to our home!" Her voice cracked, and she fell to her knees, her sobs echoing in the void. Eren stood frozen, his heart shattering at the sight of her agony. Without thinking, he moved forward, pulling her into his arms. His embrace was strong yet trembling, as though holding her was the only thing keeping him standing. "E-Ereh... It... It hurts..." Her voice wavered, broken and heavy. Eren smiled softly, his thumb brushing against her cheek as he whispered, "I’m here." He slowly got up and looked ahead at the paths. The sound of sand crunching beneath his feet echoed as he stepped forward, his resolve clear. Suddenly a shimmering trail shot out from his boot and towards the massive tree ahead. The Paths began to glow—an otherworldly light spreading like a sunrise breaking the eternal night. --- The light faded, and the world shifted. Memories of pain and bloodshed erased, replaced by something entirely new. Mikasa blinked, her expression a mix of confusion and unease as unfamiliar faces passed by. "E-Ereh? What... Where are we?" she murmured, her voice tentative, as though the name itself was foreign to her lips. Eren grinned, his eyes brighter than they’d ever been. "Mikasa... let’s go. To our home." This was a world he had created just for her—a sanctuary beyond the pain and destruction. A universe where they could live, just the two of them. A place where his suffering no longer mattered. But even this paradise was flawed. She couldn’t live forever—not truly. Her Ackerman blood, resisted his will as the Founder. She wouldn’t stay with him forever. But Eren didn’t care. For now, they had this moment. And for him, that was enough. --- Author’s Note Alright, let’s get this straight: this ain’t a long-ass novel. It’s one chapter. One. But trust me, it’s worth every word of its 8,000-9,000 length. I’m calling this canon because I said so. Fight me. Now start reading. I want to see that comment section flooded with cry emojis, broken hearts, and regrets. Let’s make this emotional. Let’s make it unforgettable. And hey, while you’re here, don’t forget to check out my other works: Attack On Titan: Hope Attack On Titan: Dreams Attack On Titan: Goodbyes I’m Eren Yeager Alright, go on. Read it. Feel it. Cry over it. And let me know if it shattered your heart.
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The Accursed, the Banished and the Regretfuls

Far long ago, the creator Veldanava thought of getting rid of his Omniscience and Omnipotence in order to exist as a part of creation and not something beyond it. Just before doing it, he looked one last time in the future of his creation, to be sure that nothing that could become a threat impossible to dealing with will spawn. But he overlooked something. Countless years later, a odd demoness began to wreak havoc in the Underworld, an abnormal existence on par with the Primordials, who seek greater strength for a secret purpose. Almost 2 century after her, a little blue blob appears in a sealed cave, ecstatic of being reborn in "this" world, who will allow him to save his life, even if he doesn't remember how or why. A slime, which possess only one half of a soul... Authors note: This story will take place with a new Rimuru, former French (yeah, why not), but who has also grow up with some manga culture, different personality, and with ruling, combat and others skills from the start. The demoness will be an OC linked to this Rimuru. And there will be some characters, parts of lore and story-lines that belong to others licenses as well. Not really in the Cardinal World, but in another world that will appears in the story, and that I will tweak a little to make it correspond to the ambiance and the lore. Some ideas of Dark Souls and Hollow Knight will appears, and maybe a character or two from somewhere else. Small warning: dirty jokes may occur occasionally. Also, this story will have some relationships (moderate harem), fluffy moments but no Lemon. And I don't want harem members to be trophy to gather, they'll remain full fledged characters ( so those who are mostly here for massive fapping material in all the story length, you won't find what you search here, that's not the main focus, just a byproduct of my chaotic brain) Reminders: I do not own the rights to Tensura, or any other licenses that will appear in a way or another.
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