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Jujutsu Kaisen: Tragedy Life Simulator

In the deranged world of Jujutsu Kaisen, having no Cursed Energy and no Cursed Technique is the greatest original sin. Touma Hayase crossed into this world with nothing. A talentless monkey in the eyes of every sorcerer, orphaned by Cursed Spirits that butchered both his parents, he nearly died the same way they did. Then, on the knife's edge of death, he obtained the "Simulator". No room for trial and error in the real world? Fine. He'd pay for every lesson in blood inside the Simulator. He began hunting for truth within those simulations, piecing together every scrap of intelligence about this twisted world. Used as bait by a deranged supervisor. Thrown onto the front lines as a meat shield by the Zenin Clan. Marked for extermination by Special Grade Curse Users who considered him a remnant of the old era. Through countless deaths, countless simulated dead ends, Touma didn't just accumulate unfathomable depths of Cursed Energy. He awakened an Innate Technique all his own: Phantom Night Parade, the power to forcibly read and replicate any Cursed Technique. Go ahead. Kill me once. I'll steal your techniques and your secrets from inside the Simulator. Years later, the Shibuya Incident erupted. The Culling Game began. When the Big Three Sorcerer Families and the rotten elite scrambled for a scapegoat, they found that the monkey they'd once trampled underfoot had already climbed a throne built on the corpses of Special Grade Cursed Spirits and high-ranking sorcerers alike, hell-bent on tearing this twisted world apart and rebuilding it from the ground up.
rivyura · 1.1m Views

Shinobi Supreme

Naruto was tired. Tired of his weakness. Tired of his teacher's tardiness and lackluster training method. Tired of his rival always being ahead of him. Then what would a hyperactive knucklehead blonde do in this situation? Complaint of course. Unfortunately, The Third had little time to listen to him, and no other Jonin was ready to give him the time of their day. Fortunately, There was a way. As it always has been; Self Sufficiency. "No one would train me?! Then you'd better believe I'll become the hokage without anyone's help. Hmph. I don't need their help anyways." And as the world heard his plea and took pity on him, a stange metallic book fell on his head, giving him brain damage and an opportunity that he would come to appreciate in due time. More than strength, this book that called itself The Akashic Grimoire, gave him, an orphan, what he desired from the deepest depths of his heart. ... This is not a translation. Its my own work. I wrote this because i was tired of all those chinese slop self insert taking the main stage from our favourite blonde. This is also not a pure power fantasy or feel good fic. I wish to explore deeper themes of storytelling to test and hone my skills. And i will really appreciate if you comment on what you like and dislike, so I can improve and deliver a better quality experience to all those who would invest their valuable time in my fanfiction. #CYOA Inspired #AkashicGrimoire #NoHarem #Naruto #JujutsuKaisen
Sage_Adinathā · 1.3k Views