If They Make Gojo Kill Itadori

Kane staggered through the smoldering ruins of his kingdom, his vision swimming with blood and sweat. Every muscle screamed in protest, every step faltered, but the pain was a distant echo compared to the void in his chest. The imperial prince had razed it all—the palace, the people, everything Kane had ever known. His father’s stern voice, his mother’s gentle touch, the warriors who had once sworn to protect them—all silenced, their dying cries still ringing in his ears. But there was one person he couldn’t let go of. “Julia…” His voice rasped, barely audible over the crackling flames. His heart thudded unevenly as he lurched across the battlefield, the air thick with the stench of death. His sister had been his beacon in this crumbling world, the only one who saw strength in him despite his failings. He clung to a fragile hope that she might still be alive. That hope shattered when he found her. By the lake’s edge, where the water mirrored the flickering flames, Julia lay motionless on the cold earth. Kane’s breath caught, his legs giving out as he dropped to his knees beside her. Her golden hair, once radiant, was tangled with dirt and blood. Her pale skin was marred with bruises, her body exposed—stripped of the dignity she’d carried so effortlessly in life. The imperial prince hadn’t just taken her life; he’d handed her to his soldiers like a trophy, a final cruelty that twisted Kane’s grief into rage. “No… no…” His voice cracked, tears spilling down his ash-streaked face. With trembling hands, he tore off his own tattered shirt—the last remnant of the prince he’d once been. It wasn’t much, but he couldn’t leave her like this. Gently, he draped the fabric over her fragile form, shielding her from the world that had betrayed her. His fingers lingered on the cloth, as if he could somehow give her back the peace she deserved. “I’m sorry, Julia,” he whispered, his throat tight with sobs. “I wasn’t strong enough to protect you…” Guilt gnawed at him, sharper than the wounds seeping through his torn clothes. He had failed her, failed them all—his family, his kingdom, himself. What was left for him now? Ignoring the fire in his limbs, Kane clawed at the dirt with his bare hands, digging a shallow grave. Each handful of earth sent jolts of pain through his battered body, but he welcomed it. She deserved more than this—a proper burial, a monument—but this was all he could offer. As he laid her inside and covered her with soil, his vision blurred, his strength fading. His injuries were too deep, the vial of salve in his pocket too meager to save him. It could dull the pain, perhaps, but he didn’t want that. He didn’t deserve it. When the grave was finished, Kane collapsed beside it, his chest heaving with shallow breaths. Death hovered close, and he was ready to let it take him. Then, a glint of gold caught his eye. Something plumm

Earth, thousands of years after the apocalypse. A boy with amnesia woke up in the middle of the Dregs, the worst part of Crimson Fungus City. The boy grows up and manages to become strong enough to pass an exam for one of the most prestigious jobs in existence, a Zephyx Extractor, someone that can harvest the powers of Specters. Zephyx Extractors have the power to travel kilometers in seconds, read minds, and destroy mountains. In this oppressive world, they are the only ones who can change their destiny. Sadly, the boy had already gained a power from a Specter in the past, which made him ineligible for the position. His dream was dead. Or was it? Join my Discord: https://discord.gg/EfePH46Aru If my patreon gets more than 1000€ per month, I will increase the word count of my chapters! Join my Patreon: patreon.com/user?u=27791050

Waking up in a hospital with a broken leg and a splitting headache was bad enough. But being trapped there as the world collapsed? That was something else. It started small. A patient down the hall coughing—a wet, ragged sound that never seemed to stop. Then the whispers between nurses, the frantic pages over the intercom. By the time the first screams echoed through the corridors, it was already too late. The infection didn’t start today. It had been building, spreading, hiding in plain sight. We just didn’t see it—until the doors burst open and the blood began to flow. I was awake for all of it. I heard the gurgled cries of those who couldn’t run. The ones who tried to fight. The ones who turned. I smelled the decay before the bodies even cooled. And when the world outside finally went quiet—when the sirens faded and the streets emptied—it felt like nothing was left. But survival isn’t just about escaping. It’s about something more. I don’t believe the world ends just because the rules change. I don’t believe we’re meant to scatter and die alone. Because even now, in the ruins of everything we built, there are still people out there fighting, surviving, searching. And as long as we remember that, we have something left to fight for.

The Prince of Macedonia wakes up from a nightmare, Zeus has given him a vision, a grave threat from the West, one that he has to prepare for, but how can he convince his father, his peers that this is a good choice? Zeus isn't even that trustworthy actually hehehe (sorry XD

Along time ago there were scientist working on a project when everything failed its created A huge explosion everyone almost died some of the scientist or people died from the explosion there are some survivors in Japan

Madeline Gray gets revenge on her family for what they done. She was born rich and only child which means she will inherit everything from her parents. Until her aunt and her boyfriend took everything away from her. She was young when her aunt killed her parents. Her aunt took over her parent’s Business since they were in a plane crash. While everything was happening so fast Madeline was getting abuse physically, and mentally. She thought she can keep the company all to her self and keep controlling Madeline by signing everything to her name. Madeline wasn’t stupid enough to do that so she had to grow up fast. At just 10 years old she was kidnapped by a strange person whom she hasn’t met but he knows who she is. She went through immense training while being under his care. She grow up and started to plan her revenge. This means also killing her aunt and her husband. But will she have the courage in doing so?

In a world taken over by darkness, a blue moon hangs in the sky, in the night vicious calamites roam the earth in search of victims to feast on. Luca a hardworking but untalented magician tries his utmost to find peace in this world of suffering through slaughter. Will his unrelenting thirst for slaughter lead him astray and insane or grant him the peace he's been seeking ever since that fateful day in his childhood?

After being killed by Sukuna in the original story of Jujutsu Kaisen, Gojo Satoru gets reincarnated into a different world with fantasy settings. Experience his journey in the new world, as he aims to become the strongest as well as the ' Honoured One ' in this world as well.

When we defeat the gods, we are just pawns

In the war-torn world of Val, where nine ancient clans wield the elements of Qi — the life energy balanced by Yin and Yang — a hidden terror brews. The Void, an unrelenting force of corruption, creeps into reality through fractures, birthing monstrous Voidspawn and threatening to consume the world itself. At the center of this cosmic struggle is Shinji Mitsume, a prodigy of the Mitsume Clan — one of Val’s top three clans — known for their devastating Third Eye abilities. Shinji’s Ethereal Third Eye grants him a unique power: the ability to break down any technique, mutate its properties, and turn it against his enemies. But beneath his strength lies a secret — a fracture in his Third Eye, a curse from the Void King that links him to the very corruption his clan fights to destroy. This curse gnaws at him, slowly warping his abilities and threatening his mind. Alongside his older brother Junri Mitsume — a calm yet lethal warrior capable of creating clones, manipulating lightning, and phasing through matter — Shinji is drawn into a spiraling conflict that extends far beyond his own curse. The Mitsume brothers fight not only to survive but to uphold their clan’s legacy and prevent the Void from overtaking their world.

Alex Wright was born into a situation that would make anyone jealous of him, the child of two of the strongest superheroes in the world. Alex was lucky to have inherited both of his parent's powers, which made him an anomaly. People wanted to use him to get to his parents or wanted to be him. After tragedy strikes Alex changes, follow him on his journey to become something great and live up to the expectations or to create chaos for the sake of chaos. ---- This is my first time writing anything, so if you find something I can improve on let me know.

Gojo Kase , a high school boy with bright white hair with beautiful charming blue eyes, who live with father , Fuji Kase . He was born from a human and a powerful snow fairy name , Keiko . Hiyori Fuyama , a failure snow fairy who asked by the elder of snow fairy village to bring Gojo to them for producing offspring to protect the clan from disappearing . But Gojo refuse to go . What will happen ? What is it some kind problem or development of rom-com ? Writer - Suhei Nakamura

He chuckled. “What’s with the face?” I blinked. “What?” “You’re blushing.” His voice held a teasing lit, and I could practically hear the smirk behind it. “Oh.” I raised a hand to my cheek, rubbing absently, only to feel the warmth spreading across my skin. My lips twisted into a small, guilty smile. Leo’s eyes gleamed with amusement. There was something about the way he looked at me—steady, knowing—that made me uneasy. Not because I felt uncomfortable, but because I had spent so long misunderstanding him. Why hadn’t I seen his loyalty from the start? Why had I assumed he wanted me for business, for something transactional? A pang of guilt settled in my chest. “This place is…” I started, glancing around, searching for words. He leaned back slightly, one arm draped over the chair. “Deserving of a heiress,” he finished smoothly. “I had a work break.” A warm rush of gratitude filled me, but it was quickly dampened by a lingering thought. Cassie had mentioned something earlier—something about Ophelia storming into Leo’s office. My fingers curled slightly against the tablecloth.

Life was tiring, I wanted so much to be free of everyone. I wanted to hold on to what little happiness I remembered walking through the woods. The feel of the crisp air when the sun broke into dawn, the way I felt the trees come alive as I wondered through them, how quiet everything was. But now I’m married. To the most unpredictable man I had ever encountered. But there is something about him. The way he moves, eyes sharp and narrowed watching my every step. I always felt as if he were hunting me, and maybe he was. I could never get away from those peering eyes long enough to enjoy a moment to myself. He was always there, around every plan of escape, every thought of silence, every time I even thought of a life away from him. No doubt due to the binding ceremony that was performed. The only request I had about the ceremony was that it needed to be performed by a priestess but my father wanted HIS personal witch to bind Tristan and I. Once my father ordered you to do something ‘not one person disagreed’. I did not mean to think so ill of her but I can not help this feeling that she may have added a little spell to the ceremony. If I could only speak to her, I have not seen her since I left my brute of a fathers home. I could always ask Sheri-Tristan’s second wife. Yes. I’m the third wife of this man I call husband. But Sheri was witch born before being turned by Tristan. She had the most beautiful violet hair and matching eyes. Where as I had bright auburn air with green eyes, the only thing I kept of my mother. Sheri could help me find out if I am under some spell so I can get Tristan out of my head long enough to leave his kingdom. She hated me so, I believe it is due to Tristan not informing both of his wives that a third was going to be arriving. And that was me. If I was going to ask her for help it had to be now, I have my awakening ceremony tonight. It will mark 3 months since our wedding and as accustomed with Tristan and his coven, 90 days was the mark a bride had to wait to be judged by the collective to be accepted. Tristan assures me that I will be accepted and he will turn me tonight in the hues of the blood moon that was to be eclipsed. I did not want to be turned. I was human. If I was turned I’d loose my humanity and become full vampire. The same thing happened to Ava-Tirstan’s fist wife. She could not handle the lust and killed a few members of court. Some human but some halflings like Sheri. I did not want to kill. I shuttered at the thought of taking the life essence of another living being. I did not want to live in this manner. I only pray that Sheri is in a favorable mood this afternoon. Here I stand, outside her door. I had been standing here for about 10 minutes. I needed every help I could to escape my marriage. Yet, knocking on her door was the most exhausting thing I have been doing since I arrived here 3 months ago. “Here goes nothing.” I said out loud as I finally knocked. “Entrer” She was quite demure when she’s not in a mood. I might have a chance of gaining her help after all. One look my way and her mood was already changing. “YOU!” —maybe not………….

Delyth has had her fair share of luxury and worked her whole life for years more of it; so by what fate was she exiled to the west and more importantly how would she survive the wrath of the imperial prince who's dead set on bringing her down... PS: cover not mine, contact me privately if you want it taken down.

God of Wonder, God of Light, father to the holy ones, and creator of life. Exalted above all things he and his angels were guardians of the universe. Or so they said. Humans and their fickle imagination, they worship what they cannot fathom, they follow what they cannot see. An ancient force, an elden horror. It bordered their reality. It existed amongst them yet it did not, it was everything, and it was nothing, and all that was in between. Another world, another God, another presence. This cannot be, they cannot coexist. But for a heavy price, they did. God of Wonder, God of Light. Who is holier? Who is right? God of Darkness, God of Night. Too afraid to rebel... though he might.

After a sorrowful heart break with her boyfriend of 6 years , Tiffany vows to never give her heart out again to men ... But this time it is not a man who wants her heart, it is the top player in the game of love , Chloe, Beverly Hills finest maiden . Will Tiffany let herself love again ?. Find out in 'To kill a bird'

He saved a dying world with science. Now they’ll burn him for it." When 21st-century scientist Robert Klein awakens in plague-ridden medieval Europe, his survival depends on a dying AI wristband—and the lies he spins. Peasants worship his "miracles": antibiotics that halt the Black Death, gunpowder that shreds armies. But the Church sees only heresy. Now Robert walks a razor’s edge: Outwit a power-hungry noblewoman turning his tech into weapons. Outrun a fanatical inquisitor dissecting his "demonic" tools. Outlast his own creations sparking an industrial apocalypse. As the line between savior and Antichrist blurs, Robert must choose: erase every trace of his existence to save history, or let humanity leap forward—even if it means becoming the god this dark age deserves. For readers of The Pillars of the Earth and Dark Matter—where science clashes with superstition, and one man’s truth could ignite a holy war.

In a world where power is currency and loyalty is a lie, Takamura Yagami doesn’t just play the game—he owns it. From the neon-lit skyline of the north to the lawless underbelly of the south, Takamura has spent years building an empire, striking deals in the shadows while keeping the city’s elite in the palm of his hand. But power is never permanent. It is borrowed, stolen, and bled for. When a high-stakes expansion threatens to tip the delicate balance of control, every investor, politician, and crime syndicate wants a piece of the action. Enemies watch from the dark, allies whisper behind closed doors, and even the most trusted relationships come with a price. And in the midst of it all, Takamura must do what he does best—stay five moves ahead, remind the world who he is… and make sure, when the dust settles, he is the last king standing.

one has to be skilled in any activity to servive.This sentence is explaining the importance of skill deveelopment.But when we come to know about the activity in which the person is skilled so many questions are arising .let us continue to get the answers

A big warning to all the people who easily get hurt online. This is fanfic is the result of a bored student messing with AI to distract his mind . Well I will spoil a bit since I can't write Synopsis. This story follows Karna Maurya, a bastard born of The great Ashoka in Maurya dynasty during its prime in the world of Disney. Powers?Well, MC is a walking Jinny without any restrictions.As the title of the book said, make a wish. Though he takes time getting started. Does he remember the plot? No. Will he remember it? Soon. World hopping? In future. System? No system. Too much trouble. Harem? Of course! Even his father has it. Though me myself being a loyal person, I am unable to picture myself loving two people at on time so maybe not. For now it's just Jasmine. I wrote it for myself and after writing abot 15 chapters , found out it's pretty good so I thought I should share it with you all.

Captain Elizabeth Vinea - an officer with the 3rd Reconnaissance Squadron has been tasked with a retrieval mission. Her team of four, are two occupy the ruined township of Lycoa and unearth the entrance to a demonic gate reportedly located underneath the now devastated city. Reports indicated a relic from within the gate is to be retrieved at all costs. "Intel's here and there, not much to go on, I know. Nevertheless, I'm entrusting this mission to you Cpt. Vinea. We need bodies on the field, and we need them immediately." The Colonel handed over the mission brief to the saluting officer. "Understood, Colonel, we depart for Lycoa at once." "Godspeed." The captain left with her new orders in hand, the colonel - once the doors to his office were close: snickered, and begrudged: "...Damned demons...what could they be plotting now..." before continuing on with his desk-work. **I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com** Profile Link: https://www.royalroad.com/profile/637280

THIS IS FOR OFFLINE READING PURPOSES ONLY! I DO NOT OWN THIS WORK! Synopsis: What can a person do in order to survive? Mei Lin doesn't know about others, but she can sacrifice everything for it, including her body and dignity. She longed for life to bloom as wildly as the spring flowers in February, even if it was short-lived, but in reality she lived like a toad in the mud, shrunken, ugly and dirty. She only knew that she could only talk about other things if she had a life. Even his life is gone, what else is there to say? But she never expected that in the end she would fall into the hands of Murong Jing and that bastard, the man who once treated her as a plaything to please another woman and was severely repaid by her, the man who was determined to retaliate. That bastard man!

In the gleaming city of Tevnim, where futuristic technology meets the echoes of lost kingdoms, four friends make a discovery that will alter their lives forever. Buried beneath centuries of rubble lies an ancient artifact, its dormant power humming with the secrets of a bygone era. When the friends awaken its slumbering magic, they are catapulted 150 years into the past—landing just ten years before the Great War, the conflict that will redefine the fate of magic itself. Awakening in the bodies of the Four Knights of the Elements, the friends are thrust into the troubled Kingdom of Crniu, standing on the brink of conflict. They must navigate this world as: Gigi, a brilliant artifact researcher, now inhabits the body of the enigmatic Knight, Lady Morgana Valtoris. Borton, a master sharpshooter, becomes the stoic Knight of Ice, Sir Caelan Frostfall. Devena, an innovative chemist, awakens as the fiery Knight of Flames, Lady Seraphina Ignis. Spike, a battle-hardened soldier, assumes the role of the ferocious Knight of Earth, Sir Fenir Wilborne. But all is not as it seems. The knights they’ve become are seen as cursed failures—outcasts believed to be the downfall of Crniu’s noble order. Branded with the mark of “Thou Shall Kill,” the friends are trapped in a prophecy that foretells betrayal and bloodshed, knowing they have just ten years before the war erupts. With each day that passes, they struggle to wield powers they barely comprehend and decide how far they’re willing to go to prevent the tragedy they know is coming. In a world where every choice can alter history, one question haunts them: Will they rewrite the fate of magic and become the heroes history never knew, or will they seal their new hosts' legacies as the failures that doomed an entire era?

The girl with green eyes, who carries a deadly power in her blood, with every drop capable of ending a life. Despite her blood containing this extraordinary force, it does not affect her, making her a target for the underworld kingdoms that seek to exploit her blood to spread corruption and chaos. Everyone desires to harness her power, but her only brother stands against these evil forces, challenging their greed in his desperate attempts to protect his sister and defend her, no matter the cost. Will he succeed in preserving her innocence, or will corruption continue to threaten their world?