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Is It Wrong To Crave Love (In A Dungeon) Chapter 2 - Real

There were two things Hestia found curious about the boy.

The first was his name: Moses.

It took some effort for the name to roll off her tongue. It wasn’t from the Far East, and it wasn’t something she recognized as belonging to the naming conventions typical of Orario. Moses explained, animatedly, with his hands waving about, gesticulating as he spoke, that he had come from a ‘land, far, far away.’ The naming customs were different and varied there, he said, and the name...

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Saturday Focus Poll - July 12th

New weekend, new poll! There may be more Omake-style slice of life content in the future as well. More chapters are coming Monday!

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Desolation of the Caged Bird - Omake 1, 2, 3

Omakes and Excerpts are considered canonical unless otherwise stated.

Omake 01 — Cuteness

Occurs After: Interlude II - The Victim

“Haaaa.... d-d-demon... b-b-bloody, d-d-d-damned, d-d-demon..."

Anko's teeth chattered.

She should have known her teammate's cousin couldn't be purely cute! What sort of evil, horrid method of training was this supposed to be? Sitting naked in freezing water and circulating her c...

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A Precise Note Chapter 20 - Winners

UA Academy

April 4th, 20xx

Someone's here before me? 

Aizawa was suspicious. A statement which was the equivalent of pointing out the greenness of grass, the blueness of skies, or the whiteness of clouds. The Most Paranoid Pro-Hero was always suspicious of something or someone, and it was for good reason. Experience had taught him it was better to be suspicious of the most mundane things and be proven wrong than the inverse. View Post

Is It Wrong To Crave Love (In A Dungeon) Chapter 1 - Voice

Chapter 1: Voice

“....so he plucked the feathers off the chicken, barged into the lecture hall with it and screamed: 'Behold! A man!"

The air was filled with laughter. Deep, bellied laughs, chuckles and hearty, genuine guffaws. A boy sat at the steps of the library, surrounded by both the children of Orario and passing adventurers, all whilst with a wooden cup kept to his side, slowly being filled with coins. His eyes bright and shining, as he spun and wove tales, his hands mo...

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Desolation of the Caged Bird Chapter 29 - Interlude IV

Interlude IV - The Self

The clone was the self, but the self was not the clone.

After the original sealed himself within the chamber, the clone sat with crossed legs in the lotus position in silent meditation, preparing itself mentally for the long ten years that were to come. It was in this preparation, this meditation, that new thoughts came.

The original wanted to remain low-key, accumulate steadily, and awaken from seclusion before he took the world by storm.

The...

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Saturday Focus Poll - July 5th

The Last Interlude of Desolation of the Caged Bird will be coming on Monday! Moreover, the School Arc of A Precise Note will be commencing! We also have a new contender added to the focus polls this week! I hope the Prologue teased your interests! New week, new poll!

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Faustian Bargain: First Pact Winner - June 2025

I want to be loved by someone.

I want someone, anyone, to hold me in their arms and whisper the words: I love you.

Would it be like in the movies and books? Would there be fireworks? Sparks? Would my lungs lunge into my throat, would my gut do the salsa, would my legs do the waltz, would my jaw do the limbo, my knees do the splits, and my stomach do the can-can? 

I want to be loved by someone.

I want to know what it feels like for someone to look...

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Desolation of the Caged Bird Chapter 28 - Interlude III

Interlude III - The Cultivator

The cause of it all was shame. 

Shame. Embarrassment. Humiliation. Mortification.

Her successor felt endless amounts of shame. Uzumaki Mito, now Namikaze Mito, watched as her successor, her mother, threw herself into training with the Adamantine Chakra Chains. Dozens of chains formed on the Uzumaki Clan Training Grounds, soaring into the air, slashing at wooden dummies and kunai being tossed at her from different locations.

<...

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The First Pact - Update!

Happy Hellish Tuesday! Welcome to July! So, news and more news! There was supposed to be vote today for the Faustian Bargain Pact as two people submitted story suggestions! Of those two, however, one chose to rescind their submission for a reason I will be clarifying below:

Please do not suggest I write homoerotic (Male/Male) content. I have never written such and would not even know where to begin writing such. I understand it was Pride Month, and there was nothing in ...

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A Precise Note Chapter 19 - Expectations

Picture a billiard table, Izuku slowly sipped from his coffee, as his mind replayed words from the book: ‘An Essay of Quirk-Related Psychological Phenomena and the Argument of Determinism.’

Imagine yourself, a player of the game of pool. You raise your pool cue, you smooth it with chalk, you aim, and you prime, and you strike dead and center. From that single moment, the moment you struck the cue ball, the entire future of the table was, in principle, dete...

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Saturday Focus Poll - June 28th

Welcome to those of you hopping in from QQ! New Poll! Vote for your favorites! Special July updates coming soon!

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A Precise Note Chapter 18 - Tyranny

“Kazutsugi’s Cure All! It rids you of coughs, cold, sniffs, limps, and itches! Kazutsugi’s Cure All!”

There were parts of Hosu City where people could leave a laptop unattended on the floor, leave for a haircut, have breakfast, lunch, and dinner, and sleep overnight at a local motel, return, and find it where they left it. Not only would the laptop still be in place, but it would also be spotless, as someone would have taken the time to ensure there was no dust left between the ...

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Faustian Bargain: The First Pact

Happy Hellish Tuesday! Today marks the start of the Faustian Bargain Suggestion Submissions!

Those in the Deal with the Devil tier may now submit their one (1) story idea or suggestion, which will be put to a vote in seven (7) days, by the start of the next month! The winning idea will have an entirely new story based upon it, which those in the Sympathy for the Devil tier may vote on! The First Runner-Up will automatically be added to the Second Pact by next month's e...

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Desolation of the Caged Bird Chapter 27 - Interlude II

Interlude II: The Victim

Anko didn’t believe it. She couldn’t believe it. Were it not for the fact that it was a toad of Jiraiya of the fucking Sannin himself sitting in her living room and giving her the news, she would have considered it a scam, or a lie, or that she had woken up on reverse day or this was someone’s idea of a practical joke.

It was a cold morning, and her nips were freezing as winter was rolling in. She had only ju...

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A Precise Note Chapter 17 - Games

“You wanted to see me, Principal Nezu?"

Aizawa, clad in his sleeping bag and sleepwear, entered Principal Nezu’s office after hours. He yawned softly, and through his half-lidded, unfocused eyes, he swept the room at a glance. A cup of tea was, as always, on the table. The window was opened to allow in fresh air and comfort for his own sake. Furniture arranged perfectly to grant swift entry and exit, and the tiny bear-man sat in the very center of the room, with a laptop by his side...

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Friday Focus Poll

Vote on which story you'd love to see me focus on most and see more updates on!

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Desolation of the Caged Bird Chapter 26 - Interlude I

Impossible.

The Mayfly Technique failed. Not once, ever, had it failed. There was no place he could not go with it, and no place he could infiltrate with it.

The reason he played such a role in the Akatsuki was because of this technique. He had no doubts that were an Akatsuki member to fall, he would be able to retrieve their bodies to prevent any secrets from leaking, but more importantly, he'd be able to retrieve the Akatsuki rings.

Impossible...

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