《Resurrection! (Cheater RWBY X male reader)》The Rabbit Of Rage
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Ruby's POV
Location: RWBY's dorm
I was sitting on my bed in my dorm. It had been about a week since Y/N's funeral. Yang was off still making out with Russel. Goddamnit how could she be so insensitive. We killed Y/N it's our fault and there she is still betraying him. Maybe she is just trying to ignore what has happened by moving on with her life. I wish that I'd realized what we were doing was wrong. I wish I could either move on or just die. I haven't been able to get much sleep. Every time I close my eyes, his last words echoes through my mind.
Flashback Y/N: I'll see you all in hell...
Cardin: Hey Rubes.
He started kissing me. I pushed him away.
Ruby: Leave me alone Cardin...
Cardin: What? You're joking right? Y/N is gone. You have no one left but me. *Draws out knife* or maybe you need to be put into place.
Ruby: Try me bitch...
Before he could do anything Velvet burst through the door and proceeded to pummel him into a pulp. When she was done she kicked him in the gut and picked him up by the collar.
Velvet: If you EVER mention Y/N's name ever again...*summons a copy of Gambol Shroud in gun configuration* I'll blow your head clean off its neck.
He nodded fearfully. I watched as she threw him to the ground. She then turned over me. I felt a hard slap come across my face from her.
Velvet: It's your fault he's dead. I loved him more than any of you whores. But I suppressed those emotions because you made him happy. Even after everything you did to him. He still loved you. Blinded himself to the abuse and the scars that you covered his body in.
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She began to walk out the door, but before she left she looked over to me. Hatred in her eyes.
Velvet: You will pay for your actions. And I'll make sure you burn for them.
She left the the dorm. I began to cry. I didn't want him to die. I didn't even want to hurt him.
Velvet's POV
Location: Diner in Vale
I'm sorry I couldn't save you Y/N... I'm so so sorry.... I loved you. I wish I had a second chance to tell you. To let you know how much I loved you. I wish you were still here...
3rd person POV
Little did the little bunny know that the "dead" warrior was still alive. Not fully himself but alive and heard every word she said.
Y/N's POV
Location: Unknown
Y/N: *slightly more demonic* well my little rabbit if you truly feel that way about me I ought to pay you a visit.
Cinder: Whose that?
Y/N: My missing piece...
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Madness Led by the Hands
‘Great, no… splendid. It was for naught.’ ‘Naught? Depends. If your desire is to send an army of killers our family’s way, yes indeed. If it’s plain survival you seek, then no.’ ‘They don’t coexist?’ ‘What… don’t tell me you’re still all groggy from the fall. Perhaps in novels, but real life is much tougher–––many more times a drag than anyone can possibly imagine. If dusty history is not a reliable teacher for you, then the pandemic surely took that place. At least that one has the advantage you needn’t be literate to savvy how reality always trumps imagination.’ ‘Whatever you say, whatever you say. So… what now?’ ‘Now? Isn’t it obvious? Now we shall survive. And live a good life.’ ‘Ohh… pretty much everything here has something against this little weird wish of ours. Might you consider?’ ‘Then pretty much everything here is a goner.’ ‘Hm, I don’t like the sound of that. Too much trouble, you see. I’d prefer laying low somewhere safe.’ ‘…nobody told you it’s mutually exclusive, no–––or did you forget about that too?’ ‘Fine, then I wish my future enemies all the best.’ ‘They are undeserving of your pity.’ ‘Of course not. That unlucky bunch won’t ever comprehend the reason behind their demise. Just let me smoke in peace and offer my condolence in advance.’ ‘Idem, let me study alchemy, unobstructed by all, if possible. This also includes you. By the way, are you sure you smoke to offer condolences? It seems like an excuse to me.’ ‘I-it is none. Plain truth, you see?’ ‘Seriously, why did I even ask...?’
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Dumped into a world by myself, set up with a class that requires others to excel with just over a week to prepare for a fight with a literal god. This is just another betrayal to add to the list. I won't stop until I find the person who put me in this situation, along with my friend who I dragged into this mess. Transferring to another world and gaining special powers is a dream for some, but if they were dropped into my shoes... they'd probably give up. But I won't. This story has the following elements: Male MC Light RPG mechanics (no in-story stat tables) Non-standard class for the MC Moderate violence A mix of solo fights and group battles with a balance of tactics, skill and ability usage If you're looking for the below, you may be disappointed: Instantly overpowered MC (no prior skills in combat, every bit of growth is earned) Female MC (duh) Explicit sex (may be referenced, but no NSFW chapters) Health bars (damage taken and given reflects reality) Harem Gore and ultra-violence **This story is a First Draft, changes may take place during the process. Three chapters per week at minimum.** **So, this is set up as a GameLit transported to a new world story initially, but it focuses on how such a system would work in real life. There are levels, abilities and mana pools, but damage and health are realistic and combat is fast and frantic. I think that is an interesting mix. If you have any questions, just ask in the comments. I'm always happy to discuss anything in relation to the story.**
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Thousands of years ago, mankind would honor their dead and their journey to the afterlife through the process of mummification. The elaborate tombs and burial rituals marked our transition from hunter-gatherers to civilizations and empires. However, it's been over 500 years since we've sent tributes to the underworld, and now the underworld, or whatever lies beyond, has decided to send something back. Authors Note- This story is inspired by DnD, Dark Souls, Guild Wars 1, and my love of eldritch horror and dark creepy dungeons. Also completed doesn't mean end of the line. There is more Mike Sammons in the future, promise.
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https://www.wuxiaworld.com/novel/spirit-realmThis novel is not mine nor translated by me. For offline reading purposes only. All credits and acknowledgements goes to the author and the translator(s).Official Synopsis: Thirty thousand years ago, the Heaven Fighting Race who called themselves "Gods" invaded Spirit Realm. Hundreds of races rose up in resistance, but ultimately suffered a crushing defeat. The human race was the first to concede, and the rest of the Hundred Races soon followed in succession.During the subsequent ten thousand years, all of the races were enslaved by the Heaven Fighting Race. They were cruelly treated, and lived beneath the shadow of terror.The Heaven Fighting Race's march of conquest did not stop there. With Spirit Realm as the starting point, they invaded other secret dimensions, and spread war to all corners of existence. After greatly exhausting their combat strength, they were finally defeated by the Hundred Races who took advantage of this opportunity. With no other choice, they fled to the starry skies outside the realm.Thirty thousand years later, in an era where the Heaven Fighting Race has already faded to become ancient legend, an amnesiac youth possessing the Heaven Fighting Race's bloodline is being fostered in an insignificant household. Whilst struggling to live on, he silently awaits the day of the bloodline's awakening.SR Team: alyschu, Craxuan, wyhcwe, Nabuch
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In this story Kenny and Craig are now sophomores and missed there bus so they walked to school when Craig notices this orange sticky note sticking on on his bookbag. *I don't own south park nor the cover (if you do credit it for me please)*This story isn't connected to my other stories *No smut*profanity
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