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MHA || Of Blood and Joy

Since the day she remembers, In her first life, She lived as a ruthless killer. for Thousands of years she killed and killed, Becoming the Most Heinous Criminal in the Whole Soul Society After an incident, she decided to drop the mantle of a killer, and dedicate her life in the pursuit of healing, though even in that regard, her end goal was for battle and killing In her second life, She decided to let go of violence entirely, deciding to become a complete protector, wanting to see what life would give other than an end she made herself a family, lived her life in modesty, and died peacefully. surrounded by her off springs who mourned her passing in all her 80 years Reincarnating in that second life, not once could she find joy in what she did. her 80 years of life was dull. the only saving grace and perhaps 'supernatural' phenomena was the existence of 'tv shows' that depicted her 'First Life' as a show. it was the only thing that ever shocked, fascinated, and made her question her existence in all her new 80 years of life once she died, she did not turn into nothingness, as if her soul is CURSED to walk the MEGAVERSE for Enternity what would she, 'Unohana Retsu', The 'First Kenpachi', Worlds greatest and strongest Swordmaster, do in her Third life, Reincarnated in a world worshipped by the Idea of 'Heroism' and frown upon by the idea of 'Using power for the sake of power' The Tables have turned now. there is a new, more ruthless than anyone, player on the chess board now what will she do, in this Third life of hers ■□■□■□■□■ Author here. This book was created for me to participate in the 'Fanfic Fiesta' event. Don't worry though, for i will see to its end even if we don't win the event or even after it Updates are scheduled from Monday till Friday, one chapter per day. each chapter shall have atleast 2.5 k word count or above Thank you for giving my book a try. The cover for this book does not belong to me, nor does MHA which was written by Kōhei Horikoshi. thank you for this wonderful work Please Enjoy my Fanfic 。・:*:・(✿◕3◕)❤ Additional Tags: # Strong MC, #Female MC (If you haven't figured out already from Synopsis)
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Is It Wrong to Wake Up as Myself in Orario?

Is It Wrong to Wake Up as Myself in Orario? A DanMachi fanfic I was supposed to land in Japan. Economy seat. Window side. Educational trip on paper—maid cafés in my head. I’d even joked that if the DanMachi world were real, the Hostess of Fertility would put any café to shame. Mama Mia energy. No contest. Then the sky screamed. Metal buckled. Alarms howled. A flash—too bright, too wrong. Truck-kun? In the air? I laughed once, stupidly, and then— Ding. That should’ve been the end. I woke up on cold stone. No hospital. No wreckage. Just towering walls, morning light spilling down narrow streets, and a city breathing around me—vendors shouting, boots on cobblestone, the distant clang of bells. Orario. Not reincarnated. Not reborn. Me. Same thoughts. Same memories. Same hunger. A silver bell rang nearby. I turned—and there he was. Bell Cranel passed me at a run, white hair flashing, eyes bright with a courage that made my chest ache. The world moved around him, like it wanted him to succeed. An orphan on a scholarship back home. An extra here. Or so I thought. That night, a falna burned into my back like destiny deciding it had waited long enough. Strength answered when I reached. Luck followed when I moved. Floors fell. Monsters did not. Weeks later, whispers followed me through the streets of Orario. A nobody who climbed too fast. An outsider who survived too much. Bell ran ahead, chasing his dream. I followed— not to replace him, not to steal his encounters— but to live them. And if fate had dragged me here, then this time, I would answer it on my feet.
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