My name is Uatu.
I am a Watcher.
I took an oath to never intervene in worlds which I watch, an oath to remain eternal, a mere observer, a recorder of events. I watched, thus, an unfortunate, lamentable child. One, from a vastly different world, who had been born into the body of Peter Parker. He had come, not only into this body, but knowing all that would happen in this particular world. He had come with a gift: he could not be detected or registered by any third or fourth-dimens...
2025-08-22 22:00:09 +0000 UTC
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Momo ran the index finger of her right hand underneath her nostrils, and a handkerchief appeared in her palm, dull pink and black.
Momo ran the index finger of her right hand underneath her nostrils, and a handkerchief appeared in her palm, dull pink and black. The green-haired one, Midoriya, noticed her manifest a handkerchief from seemingly thin air, and she couldn’t help but smile at him. Not the polite smile that her parents trained her to have in the midst of guests and governmen...
2025-08-20 18:00:10 +0000 UTC
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The most merciful thing in the world was said to be the inability of the human mind to correlate all its contents. Yet, even that mercy, this accursed universe had deprived me.
I could not make sense of a thing around me, a thing before me, or a thing behind me. Shapes were not shapes and sounds were not sounds, up was not up and down was not down. Colors were not colors, gods, they were not colors, gods they were colors, some wretched thing in between and far between, and my mind screa...
2025-08-19 18:00:08 +0000 UTC
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“Say, Naru-bro…” “Yeah, Kichi?” “I don’t think there’s any way you can win this one. Even three on one.” Naruto shot a glance to Ino on his
“Say, Naru-bro…”
“Yeah, Kichi?”
“I don’t think there’s any way you can win this one. Even three on one.”
Naruto shot a glance to Ino on his right, and Sasuke on his left, and their Sensei, who stood in the middle of Training Ground 7, with his eyes closed and his hand behind his back. There was a...
2025-08-18 18:00:07 +0000 UTC
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Unholy hell, we're halfway through the month! So, the Winner of July's Pact was Unsacred Responsibility, of which, more chapters will be coming soon.
I will be experimenting with that one a little, as these Pacts also help me refine my writing with different worlds, different themes, different tones and different styles. Regardless it is now added to the Focus Polls! Huzzah!
Enjoy the weekend!
2025-08-16 10:00:09 +0000 UTC
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“Hestia, you’ve been more distracted than normal today. Is something wrong?”
“Right! Sorry!”
“Remember, we have a quota to make. These jagamarukun aren’t going to sell themselves.”
“Right, right, right!”
Hestia was giddy. Sure, she wasn’t selling as many jagamarukun as she would have, and her work performance was definitely going to be in the gutter in the coming days, but, for now, she was excited. Many gods always talked about how they wished th...
2025-08-15 18:00:13 +0000 UTC
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“You’re saying there was an entire separate set of exams for people who got in through recommendations?”
“You’re saying there was an entire separate set of exams for people who got in through recommendations?”
According to what he was getting from Loudmouth, there was a group of students who were better than everyone else, considered pure, true hero material over everyone else, and everyone fucking knew it. They knew it, they acknowledged it, they acc...
2025-08-13 18:00:07 +0000 UTC
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I met the gaze of the Ancient One for the third time.
The first time I had seen her was the moment I awoke in Peter’s body, in a classroom, suddenly, and without warning. She was the same as I recalled, bald, wearing robes, but there had been no smile on her face, and there had been none of the warmth she had for Stephen Strange, none of the humor, none of the lenience.
Even as she lifted a hand, levitated me out of the classroom, and snapped my neck before I could utter a singl...
2025-08-12 20:10:09 +0000 UTC
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“This is an inappropriate hour to visit, Mito-san.”
Namikaze Mito, formerly Uzumaki Mito, had never felt such a potent, indescribable cold before. The cold shuddered her to her bones and brought an icy sharpness into her veins and blood. The cold bypassed her clothes and robes and almost sought to freeze her solid where she stood.
She tried to speak, tried to open her mouth, but the sharpness of the gaze, of those clear eyes piercing her from above, almost faltered her. The co...
2025-08-11 18:00:06 +0000 UTC
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I am pleased to announce that the Winner of the Second Pact has officially been determined by popular vote, and the prologue for the story will be dropping within the week.
Similarly, the Second Runner-Up and First Runner-Ups have been decided! The First Runner-Up will automatically be added to the Third Pact, and the Second-Runner Up will be added to the Fourth.
Additionally, as these Focus Polls will gradually have more than three contenders, the top three will be the primary fo...
2025-08-09 10:00:08 +0000 UTC
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There's no Big Three; It's Just Big Me.
All good things must eventually come to an end. The final contenders have been decided by popular vote, and now, all that is left is to crown the official winner and decide the Second Runner-Up and First Runner-Up.
Once again, I give my greatest thanks to all of you who made your lovely, excellent suggestions. None...
2025-08-06 23:00:06 +0000 UTC
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Lilly hugged her knees to her chest in front of a crackling campfire, watching the white flames dance and sway. There was no wind, as there rarely were gusts of wind in the Dungeon, but the flames danced all the same. The wood of the campfire did not burn, not truly, but the fire remained alight, spreading a warmth that travelled down her spine and tingled her bare toes.
Lilly was warm. The warmth was a kind of feeling she hadn’t expected in the Dungeon, because it was not just the wa...
2025-08-06 18:00:08 +0000 UTC
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I fucked up.
Katsuki was a person who was willing to own up to his mistakes. As someone aiming for the title of Number 1 Pro Hero, it was a trait that was demanded by necessity. Thus, the moment Izuku turned his accidental outburst into a whole fucking show with smoke and mirrors, Katsuki immediately understood, I fucked up.
He let his stupid, momentary feeling of annoyance — not jealousy, he wasn’t fucking jealous — blind him to an obvious fact, and a clea...
2025-08-05 18:00:08 +0000 UTC
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Stupid Ino-chan… Stupid teme… Stupid sensei…
Naruto’s countenance remained gloomy all the way as he walked towards the Uzumaki Clan Compound. He walked idly, slowly, with his hands kept behind his back, and his upper lip bit in a way that was not a pout, but would somehow still be mistaken for one by people whose eyes weren’t working correctly. His arms and body were covered with bruises, but more than the physical pain, his pride hurt.
She didn’t pull her...
2025-08-04 18:00:04 +0000 UTC
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I Choose You.
The top six candidates have been decided. I give a grateful, thankful shoutout to the wonderful suggestions that have come and gone. Though not accepted, I still appreciate the effort, thought and care that went into them.
Now, we begin the final march to determine the top three. From here onwards, multiple choice votes are no longer allowe...
2025-08-03 23:00:09 +0000 UTC
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Another weekend, another poll! Speaking of polls, the Second Pact Voting for Round 1 is still ongoing! If you (somehow) missed it, be sure to cast your vote. Round 1 ends on Sunday, and Round 2 commences on Monday! Monday! Monday!
I would like to say I am very pleasantly surprised by the turnout (you guys are the best) and also by the current contenders in the lead. A lot of the contenders I suspected may get the most votes are, currently, the ones with the most votes...
2025-08-02 10:00:10 +0000 UTC
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I Love Democracy.
Welcome to August! With the rolling of the new month, we can now commence the votes to decide the winner of the Second Pact!
There are Nine Contenders and thus, there will be three rounds of voting.
The First Round is the preliminary in which the top six contenders will be selected and it is open to all members to vote. The Second ...
2025-07-31 23:00:08 +0000 UTC
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Clack.
The first step was the First Floor.
Clack.
I did not care much, or any, at all, for the adventurer I encountered on my descent. Some gave me a wide berth, not wishing to provoke conflict; others glanced at my robes and attire and were dissuaded from any ideas of conflict. There were fewer monsters to encounter, and more people than monsters, but there were also more monsters than people, and when I glanced from face to face, from one to the other, I ...
2025-07-30 18:00:12 +0000 UTC
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“I am.”
Kacchan had put him on the spot, but, at the same time, Kacchan had provided him the greatest ammunition he needed to provide an outward-facing flaw he could use to deflect attention.
People generally are averse to individuals who seem outwardly perfect without a visible flaw. From the Pratfall Effect, to Do-Gooder Derogation, the general consensus is that appearing too ‘good,’ too ‘pure,’ and too ‘flawless’ can be a hindrance rather than a benefit, whe...
2025-07-29 18:00:07 +0000 UTC
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“Is something wrong, Jiraiya-boyo?”
Jiraiya turned his direction towards the south, towards the direction of Konohagakure no Sato. His gaze lingered there for several long, deep seconds.
“I just had an… odd premonition.”
“You oughta focus, Jiraiya-boyo! Now’s not the time for distractions.”
Jiraiya ran his hand through his hair as he glanced at the perpetual rain falling in the distance, rain that fell only around a certain radius, and rain that his sen...
2025-07-28 18:00:07 +0000 UTC
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New Weekend! New Poll! The Focus Polls currently only have three items, but they are really helpful in letting me know what you're all eager to see most updated, and thus helps me decide what order to focus on.
As the multiple votes had a great success last time, they're here to stay!
2025-07-26 10:00:07 +0000 UTC
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Once again, I died.
In my dreams, I always died by drowning. The memory of the water kept coming back to me. I would feel in them, as though my nostrils were clogged, as though mucus and foam, thick, unforgiving, vicious catarrh had been supplanted into my lungs and replaced my larynx. I would be deprived of the mercy of air and the salvation of death.
When I woke, it would be to my goddess, Hestia, on my chest, mumbling different things under her breath. Yesterday, it was the pri...
2025-07-25 18:00:12 +0000 UTC
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Exactly one month ago, the First Pact of the Faustian Bargains commenced. The winner by no contest was: Is it Wrong to Crave Love (In A Dungeon)?
Now, you, too, (you, citizen, who have struck a Deal With The Devil) can make your story suggestion, which will be put to a vote by the 1st of August for all patrons. The winning suggestion becomes a new story!
Due to concerns about sustainability, the unfortunate limits of my mortal flesh, and the fact that I genuinely...
2025-07-24 17:00:12 +0000 UTC
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The fuck is happening?
When did Izuku become a fuck boy?
Katsuki was still staring at his oldest, and, possibly, only, friend, who left with the girl, one of their new classmates, then came back minutes later, with her clinging on to him and acting all buddy-buddy lovey-dovey.
What the fuck? He mouthed, not able to understand it, or grasp it, or explain it.
He never cared much for girls, but there was not caring for girls and there was wat...
2025-07-23 18:00:10 +0000 UTC
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I shouldn’t have taught her how to perform the Dogeza.
His morning would not be spent here, at the back of an old, decrepit church, standing on grass that had only been recently cut, and cut poorly and hurriedly. He often preferred to look to the East each morning, to enjoy the fresh, early morning sun bathing his face as he clasped his hands and prepared himself for a day hard at work, selling potato puffs, doing his part to ensure the growth of his followers and his Familia...
2025-07-22 20:30:01 +0000 UTC
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Change was the only poison given to men in unequal measure.
When he was younger, that poison had tasted e’er so sweet, that he suckled upon it as though it were an antidote, a medicine to an incurable condition. It saved him from the mindset he lacked and allowed him to thrive and survive, even as he witnessed his sensei hand over the mantle of Hokage to his teammate. He imbibed it in great measures; he drank it to stupor, but it was no antidote. It was always poison. Day after day, a...
2025-07-21 19:00:08 +0000 UTC
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As we're officially mid-way though the month, I just wanted to give my heartfelt thanks to all of you for your support. In addition, as we're nearing the end of the month, a post indicating the Second Pact will be posted soon, and officially start taking new story suggestions for the Faustian Bargain.
Now, new week, new poll! Trying something new this time: Multiple Votes are allowed!
2025-07-19 10:00:09 +0000 UTC
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“Hephaestuuuuuus!”
Hephaestus stopped mid-strike, her hammer pausing only for a moment against the heated steel. She wiped a bead of sweat from her forehead, lifting a brow, and struck properly in tune.
“Hephaestuuuuuus!”
The sound of heated steel being quenched by water filled the air of the forge, amidst the other countless echoes of hammers being struck, one after another, to a tune and a tempo that sounded, to her ears, like music.
“Hephaestuuuuus! Open u...
2025-07-18 19:00:11 +0000 UTC
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Shiozaki would be perfect for my oral theory experiments.
Within thirteen to thirty milliseconds, the human brain began the process of recognizing things it had seen. Basic features, colors, shape, and motion would slowly start to register in the visual cortex. At around 100 to 150 milliseconds, the brain began recognizing objects and faces, triggering pattern recognition and category detection. From 200 milliseconds and above, conscious perception, emotional reaction, and memo...
2025-07-16 19:00:06 +0000 UTC
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Part II
“Akimichi Chōji.”
“Hai!”
“Namikaze Biwako.”
“Here!”
“Nara Shikamaru.”
“Hai, hai.”
“You will be known as Team 10, led by… Uchiha Itachi.”
Sitting in the classroom, he stared out the windows and idly chewed on a piece of dried seaweed Gamamomo-chan had given him that was supposed to boost the power of his ‘blood.’ He did not know if the toad had been pulling one over on him the same as she often did whe...
2025-07-15 19:00:07 +0000 UTC
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