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Imagine: A stone-cold Russian billionaire heir—Viktor Mikhailov (picture: brooding, black turtlenecks, eyes like a winter storm)—gets his entire life nuked when a secret baby appears on his doorstep during a thunderstorm. The twist? - The mom’s a manipulative party-girl who drugged him to get pregnant (trauma). - Baby Misha is half-Korean, all cheeks, and already inherits his "I will end you" glare. - Viktor’s family? Literal villains. Think: evil stepmoms, icy patriarch, and a mansion full of backstabbers. Now he’s juggling: - Harvard poetry classes (his one soft spot), - Diaper explosions (Yuri, his himbo bodyguard/BFF, helps… sorta), - Mafia-level family drama (they want the baby gone). Vibes: - "John Wick but with baby wipes." - "Succession meets Masha and the bear." - Angst so thick you could drown in it… until Misha babbles and Viktor’s cold heart melts. Why you’ll cry: - Viktor whispering “I don’t deserve you" while sobbing into Misha’s curls. - Misha throwing mashed potatoes (Ah, I think it was yogurt? shii, I don't remember) at Anastasia’s $50k fur coat. - The jellyfish hair clips. Always the jellyfish clips. TL;DR: A man who’d never held a baby becomes DAD OF THE YEAR while fighting his psycho family, falling in love with his kid, and low-key redeeming his soul. Feat. Russian lullabies, baby fencing lessons, and emotional damage.

It may sound strange, but that's what it's like to be reincarnated as Madara Uchiha and no, that's not the worst, since in my past life as Tamara, a biochemist who died after being murdered by the government for finding the cure for cancer, I admired and loved Madara. Uchiha, but now he is like him, but not like him. , but like her, it devastated her. It was actually a woman. They changed the sex of their beloved Madara but it was actually her!.. All rights to Masashi Kishimoto, the development and the story as well as some characters are my authority, I hope you enjoy!.

Zoran Vukic wasn’t supposed to make it. A 6'2" wing with no flashy highlights, no viral clips, and no agent connections, he went undrafted in the 2025 NBA Draft. Just another overlooked name in a league obsessed with size, hype, and marketability. But Zoran wasn’t here to entertain—he was built to calculate. When the injury-plagued Dallas Mavericks extend him a five-day hardship trial, they aren’t looking for a star. They need someone efficient. Someone reliable. Someone who won’t turn the ball over when everything’s falling apart. What they find instead is a silent technician. Backed by a mysterious internal system that tracks, optimizes, and enhances every decision he makes on the floor, Zoran doesn’t play with emotion. He plays with precision. No trash talk. No drama. Just elite reads, clean execution, and surgical efficiency. While the league sleeps on him, the Mavericks start winning. Quietly. Consistently. And as one injury after another sidelines the stars, Zoran keeps showing up—outscoring veterans, locking down scorers, and controlling the pace without wasting a single motion. He’s not chasing a story. He’s building one. (AI is used as a editor as i don't have the time to check over them and edit them myself due to GCSE'S, so if you don't like AI being used in the story then idk don't read it) also i would like to add that the first 10 or so chapter will have the mc average very few points or assists

*Changed Title* He will always find her. In every life he will find her. He will love her. He will be her doom. This is their curse. Seri is a smalltown girl. She had a good life, loving supportive parents and friends, a bright future as an artist ahead of her. Her world abruptly changes when she meets a handsome stranger at a bar. His presence threatens to tear her heart apart as she learns the truth about herself. Her lineage. Her past. and their curse. When sudden disappearance shake her town and someone close to her disappears, Seri's world shatters. A war is brewing between Heaven and Earth, mortals and immortals. It will be the final war. Seri will embark on a journey that threatens to unravel the secrets hidden long ago. these secrets will force her to make a choice, one that could tip the scales deciding the fate of the world. This book is a bit of a slow burn but when it picks up the steam will satisfy the wait. Exerts from the book: *BANG* My ears were ringing, it suddenly got so much colder. Hard to breathe. Next to me mother shrieks in horror looking at my stomach. There’s blood. It was leaking from me. Pain slammed into me, felt like I was hit with a thousand knives. It was so agonizing I tried to brace myself back against the railing. Hard to breathe. I could feel the warmth of my blood dripping from my mouth. Looking down and a dark red color drenched me. Mother on her knees wailing uncontrollably. Detaching my clipped life vest to look at my hole. Blood now smeared my vision as I tried to wipe the red from my eyes. Screams and footsteps echoed loudly in my ears. Then suddenly I’m falling. “Hey now, hey now, fainting at the sight of me are you?” His sensual voice slipped in my ears like smooth milk chocolate. the taste of iron consumed my mouth, hot blood flooded me when I tried to laugh. It hurt. Oh god why did it hurt so bad. Tears drifted down my cheeks the salt leaving a trail of it’s path behind it. “You’re gonna be okay, I promise.” “You found me.” a smile creeped up my face. “I’ll always find you.” The ship began to lift into the air and people began to fall. I blink and then I’m falling. With one breath in I hit the ice cold water. Paralyzed. I couldn’t move. The screams and cries of woman and children pounded with water. Slipping. I was slipping under the violent thrashing waves. The air being sucked from my lungs. I try to open to breathe only got water to rush in instead. I was drowning. I was going to die. Gasping for air only to swallow more water. The water was like liquid ice touching my skin, but my lungs burned. A scream burst from my mouth only to be drowned by the water that came in after. I sank deeper and deeper.* *I saw his eyes flash a glowing white before he closed them and started kissing me again. This time it was gentler and softer than before. He tasted like warm honey biscuits. He was passionate and relaxed with his movement. I didn’t stop him. No, instead, I let him claim my lips. I run my hands though his hair pulling his face closer to mine. He rests his body on me, his weight heavy against my smaller frame, pressing me into the bed. The pressure of his body weight made me want to spread my legs and when I did a fire sparked inside me, my core was a blaze. My intimate area felt wet and hot like lava, and it was like everything around me melted away and I was lost in this kiss. This single moment in my life was undoing me. He pulled my head up sliding his arm underneath my neck to keep his body lifted slightly as he ran his fingers up my side. My body jolted; my hips instinctively lifted upwards, pushing against him. I could feel him harden between my legs and an unfamiliar ache stirred inside me, I moaned into his mouth. I could feel my body burning up again. I was getting dizzy, and I started to sweat. Or was that steam coming from us? Stars began dancing in my vision. Then a darkness swallowed me, and I was lost.* discord for this book is: https://discord.gg/Wx3RS62W

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Mitsunari had it all: a voice that turned heads, a smile that lit up stadiums, and a spot in VIRE, who were the hottest idol group in the country. Fans adored him, his bandmates had his back, and the future looked unstoppable but fame is fragile. One leaked clip. A headline out of context. A scandal twisted by social media. In the blink of an eye, Mitsunari goes from beloved star to public enemy. The label cuts him loose. His group turns silent. The fans turn vicious. Now blacklisted and alone, Mitsunari is left to piece together what really happened and whether he can survive without the spotlight. As lies pile up and bridges burn, he has to face who he is without the group, and whether he’s strong enough to fight for a comeback… or let it all go. Mitsunari is a sharp, emotional dive into idol culture, cancel culture, and the brutal cost of living in the public eye.

GIRLFRIEND FOR RENT APP. is an application that helps you find a girlfriend by offering you a fair deal. The higher your CHARISMA, the more opportunities you will have to unlock a greater number of women and you may find the girl of your dreams. All in one clip.. Dylan read this on his phone and just out of curiosity opened the app... Noticing the boy's unfortunate state, the app itself started giving him small personal missions to try to help him and improve his charisma.

His brother vanished searching for a myth. To find him, Alex Ryder must fall out of reality. He clipped through the world and landed in the Backrooms, an endless prison of damp carpets and buzzing lights. Now, following a trail of clues left by his lost brother, Alex must navigate thousands of impossible levels, outsmart things that hunt in the dark, and uncover the terrifying secret at the heart of this cosmic error. In the Backrooms, the only thing more dangerous than the monsters is the truth.

"Orphaned at a young age, Layla Llewellyn feels like the luckiest girl in the world after she moves in with her uncle Bill, a gardener who lives on the scenic Arvis estate in the Berg Empire. To Layla, Arvis seems like paradise; she loves to explore the vast forest, always bringing her notebook to record the wildlife she encounters. She especially loves the birds, watching them with awe as they hatch and grow from fluffy chicks into beautiful birds. Duke Herhardt, the young, handsome lord of Arvis, is also interested in birds—and in Layla. But the difference, is he's interested in birds because he likes to hunt them... and he's interested in Layla because he likes to make her cry. She had been his lovely bird in a golden cage, and her tears had been his favorite melody. He had clipped her wings. He had locked her heart. He had broken her freedom. To keep her close, Matthias had done everything without hesitation. And because he hadn’t hesitated, he had never regretted. He had never reflected. He had never apologized. When his lovely bird, Layla, opened the cage he built and flew away, Matthias had made his cruel decision: “If I lose her forever and can’t get her back, I’d rather kill her.”

What was supposed to be a simple school camping trip turns into something far stranger when Aiko, a cold and composed high school girl from 2025, suddenly vanishes—only to awaken on a mysterious island in the middle of the ocean. There’s no sign of rescue. No clue how she got there. And only three other people in sight. But these men are no ordinary strangers. One is a fierce Viking warrior who speaks in guttural tones of an ancient Norse tongue. Another, a proud nobleman fluent in Latin, carries himself with the rigid poise of a forgotten empire. The last, a smooth-talking gentleman from the 1900s, speaks English with a clipped, old-world accent. Aiko herself only speaks modern Japanese—yet somehow, they all understand each other perfectly. Drawn from wildly different timelines, none of them know why they’re here or who brought them. "Where is this? What trickery is this?" the Viking growled, his massive hand tightening around his axe as he scanned the unfamiliar jungle. His nostrils flared, scenting the salt-heavy air. "If this is Helheim’s gate, I’ll carve my way back." "Is this some kind of sorcery?" the nobleman mused, his gloved fingers brushing the hilt of his rapier. A smirk played on his lips. "If you sought to trap me, witch, you should have chosen a more enticing hell." His gaze flicked to Aiko, lingering on the curve of her exposed thigh. "Is this… some kind of prank?" the 1900s man stammered, adjusting his spectacles as if the world might right itself if he looked hard enough. His pocket watch clicked uselessly in his palm. "I—I was just leaving the gentlemen’s club! This isn’t—this can’t—" a Lemon filled Story. (all characters are over 18)

Our MC gets reincarnated in the pokemon universe with all the items she collected in the games. She had thought of going on a journey, defeating gym leaders, becoming a champion then running her cafe. She will come to know eventually, oh boy it is not that easy as it seems to get your pokemon and run around like in the games. In this AU, everyone has to go through an exam in the nearby city after officially turning 10 to see if they are ready for their trainers' license, qualifiers were given the choice of going to either the trainers' academy, police academy, or nurse academy before leaving for their pokemon journey. Due to the sassy little Ralts of our MC, instead of the trainers' academy, she will join the police academy. It will be a hell of a ride as our MC tries to go undercover in criminal organizations, burning down these organizations to the ground left and right only in hope of early retirement. MC will interact with Ash, Misty, and Brock as in this timeline Ash has to go through the trainer's Academy. MC, Ash, and Misty will be 15 as they come out of the academy and Brock will be 18, the big brother for the trio. MC will be on her journey(burning HQs) and occasionally will travel with the anime trios. ‐-------------------------------------‐---------------------------------- Note: { Warning from the beautiful profanities my characters are going to sing in the chapters, Readers discretion is advised. } I do not own Pokémon except OCs introduced in the story. Also, I don't own the cover for this fan-fiction, all credit to google-sama and his generous image library. I will try to avoid making grammatical mistakes as much as I can, if found pls comment. let's see, MC x Misty so Yuri is happening, if you don't like it just skip the part but don't go on being toxic to other people. Romance will be slow since MC having her journey. Also, I will more focus on the interaction between MC and other characters and Pokémon. The pace will be slow. MC will challenge the gyms but as a mission from team rocket HQ. R18 scenes later down after the characters turn 18 according to the progression of romance in the story. So it is very far away. I am a newbie trying to write my first fanfiction so you know. I will try to keep updating periodically. Hope you enjoy my story.

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A tale set a long, long time ago. It has a young Emperor. It also has a foreign Crown Prince. Set in a prosperous country torn inside by the shaking foundations in the royal family. The said Country also has a Crown Princess; a shadow of the emperor. A Crown Princess willing to do anything to protect the country from the hungry wolves waiting. Breaking all the traditions, she became an advisor of the court. Like an eagle she soars the skys, to protect what is her birth right. A certain Crown Prince notices. hmm...how long till the wings are clipped? I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com

[WSA 2025 ENTRY]! "Alot of people say life shows equality in its own way but I never believed in it. They say things like some are meant to lead and others follow, some work hard and others have talents, some are rich and others poor but life is supposed to favour you in one of these areas right? Well not in my life, I was born to abusive parents who were also drug addicts. Things were no better at school, I was always a target for mockery and abusive comments. None of my teachers did anything to help but they kept telling me I was the worst student they ever had. I was never smart or athletic. I always looked pale and malnourished . Life was unfair. Just as I thought things couldn't get any worse, high school came around. I became the school clown where every joke from both seniors and juniors was directed towards me. My life was a living hell. I got a job at a local diner within my vicinity. The pay was good and the owner of the place treated me quite well. I enjoyed those moments I had with her at work, but life decided that happiness was a luxury I could not afford and took her away. She was like a mother to me and now she was dead. Her funeral was organised a week later and the dinner was closed down. Just like that my only source of income was gone. I was tired of life and wanted to end it all. I was on my way to the bridge to drown myself, after all no one would miss me. Life still had one final twist for me. What were the odds that the most overpowered villian in all of the animeverse not Madara nor Aizen but 'truck-kun' decided to have an encounter with me on my way to the bridge. Damn it! Even taking my own life was a luxury too great for me. I hoped that at least in my next life, I live a quite happy life", Gaeus thought to himself as he saw the white light...

Traveling to the Uchiha clan, taking into account the relationship between Konoha and Uchiha, based on the principle of shooting the first bird, even with the standard plug-in of the traveler, Liu Feng has always been a low-key person. [Ding, you defeat the Uchiha Madara (Junior Edition) projection, and get: Indra Chakra, Fire Dunge, Fire Fighting! ] [Ding, you defeat the Thousand-Hand Projection Between Pillars and get: Ashura Chakra, Perfect Immortal Human Body + Mu Dun! ] [Ding, you defeated Datongmu Huiye Projection, and obtained: Blood Rescue Snare, Nine Gouyu Jade Reincarnation Writer Eyes! ] Low-key? Low-key ghost! !

[Backrooms] + [Cunning Survival] + [Exploration] + [Uncharted Levels] + [Plot-Driven] + [No Plot Armor] --- The air hums with the static of flickering yellow lights. Damp carpets reek of mildew underfoot. Walls stretch endlessly in a maddening monotony of sickly beige—a prison of decaying déjà vu. This is the Backrooms. If you’re reckless enough to clip through reality in the wrong places, you’ll end up here. Pray you never hear something shuffling nearby—because if you do, pray it didn’t hear you too. It started in July 2019. A grainy photo posted on an obscure forum, captioned: “Stuck here. Send help.”Replies flooded in. People claimed to have dreamed of this liminal nightmare. Worse—some swore they’d found real-world overlaps: a circular factory in Nara, Japan; fog-choked woods in California; a stretch of Florida coastline… all eerily mirroring the Backrooms’ architecture. Could it be real? I laughed it off—until the day I stumbled into it myself.

read how Lillian now, Madara Uchiha, lives his life in the Naruto world stuck in the past and wanted the change the future. With HashiramaxMadara TobiramaxMito and Tajimax oc

She was a storm he never saw coming. He was the silence that tore her apart. When Ava, a fierce and sharp-tongued college girl, is forced to move into her estranged stepbrother Jade’s home, sparks fly—but not the sweet kind. He’s cold, controlling, and impossibly gorgeous, ruling the house with clipped words and a twisted past. She’s everything he claims to hate—loud, reckless, and too tempting for her own good. What starts as a war of words turns into a dangerous game of dominance and desire. Ava refuses to be the obedient little pet he tries to leash, but Jade knows exactly how to bend her without breaking her… until lines blur and secrets unravel. But when trust is shattered and hearts bleed, Ava must decide: Is Jade her captor or her savior? This is not a love story. It’s a story of possession, obsession, and the kind of love that scars.

The Steam of Night is a gripping tale of mystery, intrigue, and the clash between the forces of science and the supernatural in a Victorian-era steampunk world. At the heart of the story is Graham "Gray" Marlowe, an unassuming clerk working in the Ministry of Antiquities, whose insatiable curiosity leads him to uncover a web of dark conspiracies plaguing the fog-shrouded metropolis. Gray's investigation begins when he stumbles upon patterns in newspaper clippings detailing strange disappearances and unexplained phenomena, all linked to a mysterious phenomenon known as the "Steam of Night." This ethereal vapor, which emerges at midnight, holds the key to an ancient power called Aethercraft – a fusion of science and sorcery that allows individuals to wield supernatural abilities. Drawn deeper into this mystery, Gray soon finds himself entangled with a dangerous cult seeking to harness the Steam of Night for their own nefarious ends. Joined by a ragtag coalition of allies, including the no-nonsense Captain Elara Valen and the brilliant Aetherpsychologist Aurora Vance, Gray navigates the city's treacherous underbelly, uncovering the cult's plans to corrupt the central Aetherworks and unleash an ancient cosmic entity upon the world. Through a series of escalating conflicts, Gray demonstrates a natural affinity for Aethercraft, using his growing powers to thwart the cult's designs and uncover deeper layers of conspiracy. Gray's journey leads him to the remote Western Isles, where he discovers the Sanctum of Noctis – an ancient monastery built atop the ruins of a long-forgotten civilization that first harnessed the power of the Night Aether. Here, Gray confronts the cult's aristocratic leader, Baroness Blackwood, in a battle for control of an ancient portal known as the Moon Gate – a gateway to the realm of the looming cosmic horror, the "Ancient One." Gray's harrowing experience leaves him forever changed, his hair turned ashen white, and a deeper connection to the Night Aether. Returning to the Imperial Capital, Gray finds the city on the brink of crisis as the veil between worlds begins to shatter, unleashing supernatural chaos. Rallying his allies, including the steadfast Sister Seraphine and the brilliant inventor Clara Rivette, Gray confronts the mastermind behind the cult's machinations – the supposedly dead Prince Castor, now known as "Eclipse." In a climactic battle that threatens the very fabric of reality, Gray pushes the limits of his Aethercraft abilities, ultimately making the ultimate sacrifice to restore the balance between the mortal realm and the ancient, unknowable forces that lie beyond. In the aftermath, Gray's allies carry on his legacy, establishing new institutions to monitor and contain the lingering supernatural threats. Yet, in the final moments, a mysterious transmission from Gray himself suggests that his story is not over, hinting at the possibility of his return from the other side of the Veil, where the "Steam of Night" continues to flow eternal.

Jae-un once believed love was something beautiful. But the love he gave was met with cruelty, twisting into something toxic that left scars too deep to heal. Now, at nineteen, he is exhausted, dragging himself through college, weighed down by insomnia, nightmares, and a past that refuses to let go. His world is colorless, his heart a graveyard of burned memories. Then, one day, he stumbles into Seo-joon. Cold, unreadable, and filthy rich. A man whose voice is sharp like ice but carries an unshakable warmth underneath. Jae-un should be wary. He should step back. But exhaustion wins, and in that moment, against a stranger who expects nothing from him, he allows himself to fall, quite literally. Seo-joon is distant, his words clipped and indifferent, yet his actions speak otherwise. A blanket draped over Jae-un, a warm drink left within reach, an unspoken understanding lingering between them. He doesn’t ask for explanations. He doesn’t push. And for the first time in years, Jae-un finds himself not suffocating under the weight of his own existence. But healing is not easy. The past does not loosen its grip so easily. No matter how much Seo-joon’s quiet presence soothes him, Jae-un knows that love, real love, is something he no longer believes in. Because the last time he loved, it poisoned him. And some poisons never leave the bloodstream.

This is a record of moments. Moments shared between those who love each other. Each chapter is a small clip of someones life

【 Warning : Mature Content R-18 】 This was a transmigration. And it was an astonishing second transmigration. Although the first one ended rather abruptly... Arriving at the riverside, the child crouched down, scooped up a handful of cool water, and drank it. The sweet and clear river water was more delicious than any beverage on Earth. The child exclaimed loudly, "How refreshing!" Gazing at the water surface, the child's face took on a solemn expression, as if painstakingly brewing something. His eyes suddenly closed, and when he opened them again, an evil aura suddenly emerged on the calm water surface. In the reflection, the innocent - looking child actually had a pair of blood - red eyes! The water surface was rippling, rising and falling, with glistening waves. Yet, those blood - red eyes remained distinct. On the evil - looking blood - red background, a black tomoe slowly rotated around the center of the eye. It was the Sharingan! What followed was quite clear. Lin Xing, an unfortunate guy, had unfortunately transmigrated into the world of Naruto. He managed to survive until the night of the Uchiha clan's massacre, and then, unfortunately, died. This was truly a tragic story! Lin Xing didn't, like many transmigrated heroes, fight Obito and defeat Madara. It wasn't that he lacked talent. In Lin Xing's words, "Geniuses are often nipped in the bud." In the world of Zhu Xian, gods above, Lin Xing was even younger than Sasuke! So, on that fateful night, Lin Xing ran desperately. Suddenly, a ripple appeared in the space ahead, and the big - boss - like figure emerged. Lin Xing didn't even have time to see how the opponent attacked before losing consciousness. Well, let bygones be bygones. Lin Xing stood up, deactivated the eye - catching Sharingan, and looked towards the south. According to what the shopkeeper said, Qingyun Sect was in that direction. The world of Zhu Xian was full of disasters. When it came to the best place of refuge, Qingyun Sect was undoubtedly the top choice. Lin Xing promised that if he died this time, he definitely wouldn't transmigrate again. The first transmigration was a soul - transmigration, which was quite normal. The second one couldn't really be considered a proper transmigration in the strict sense. The Sharingan was still there, his five - year - old body remained the same, and even the other - world clothing he wore before his death was intact. Lin Xing guessed that something must have gone wrong with the masked man's space - time ninjutsu, and by some strange coincidence, he was sent to this world. If he were to die this time, he would truly lose everything. Having made up his mind, Lin Xing vowed to join Qingyun Sect.

That day during the college entrance exams, a video of my cousin leaving the exam hall blew up online—her beauty making headlines. In the clip, she clutched my boyfriend’s hand, her cheeks tinted with a shy blush. “I hope we end up at the same college,” Charles Spencer had said, his smile warm and his eyes never leaving her face. The comment section exploded with sugary wishes for a perfect future. Just a year ago, he had promised he’d come to my school. And here he was now—only this time, with a brand-new girlfriend by his side.

This story follows Clip, a young man trying to navigate his labyrinth of emotions tied to the multiple women in his life. Haunted by suppressed feelings and lingering guilt, Clip’s story explores the weight of unspoken truths and the impact of his darker instincts. As he struggles with the consequences of his choices, Clip embarks on a transformative journey of self-awareness. Through confronting his vulnerabilities and embracing honesty, he learns the painful yet necessary lessons about love, accountability, and moving forward.

In the heart of Japan, Kazemachi Sota was a high school football legend, the fastest and most skilled quarterback the Nishikawa Hawks had ever seen. But a devastating injury shattered his dreams, leaving him to navigate a new life of uncertainty. Labeled "the bird with clipped wings," Kazemachi struggles to find his place in a world without the sport that defines him. Just as hope seems lost, an unexpected invitation from a spirited girl named Aiko reignites his passion. She invites him to join the school’s flag football team, a game of strategy and speed, offering him a chance to redefine himself. Will Kazemachi find a new way to soar, or will the shadows of his past keep him grounded forever? This is a journey of self-discovery and triumph against all odds.

Born of a celestial bloodline, raised in the heart of Konoha. Sent to Earth as a child to escape the brutal civil war of the Ōtsutsuki Clan, he was taken in by Uzumaki Mito and hidden among the shinobi of Konoha. Mistaken for a half-Hyūga due to his strange chakra and eyes, he embraced the misunderstanding, living in the shadows of his true identity. But as he grew stronger, the weight of his lineage became impossible to ignore. When he develops a unique technique—an evolution of Yamata no Orochi, transforming his obsession with knowledge into a path toward an information-based existence—he takes his first step toward awakening the dormant power within him. With each battle, he inches closer to reclaiming his heritage, refining his chakra into something never seen before: an Ōtsutsuki bloodline of his own creation. Yet the path to ascension is fraught with danger. As his power draws the attention of Madara Uchiha, Danzo, and even the unseen hands of the Ōtsutsuki beyond the stars, he must navigate a world that fears and covets his abilities. With allies like Orochimaru, Jiraiya, Tsunade, and Sakumo Hatake at his side, he sets out to unify the ninja world, unravel the mysteries of chakra itself, and prepare for the looming war against the celestial invaders. But power alone will not be enough. To carve a future free from the cycle of destruction, he must become more than a warrior—he must become a leader, a creator, and the first of a new kind of Ōtsutsuki. The question is… will the world be ready?