As a token to commemorate 1000 Followers, a mighty cap stone, I am making this story. It is a story exclusively for Lemons and other such events, so viewer discretion is advised when viewing.Thank you all for being with me through the years, I truly appreciate all the support and friends made along the way.…
The first shipgirl created, she was based off of the design for a proposed German Battleship, and took the role of mother to the first generation of shipgirls.After a massive fight in the Atlantic against the Sirens, she was called in for repairs, which took an incredible amount of time because of the insane amount of damage she took.Finally able to return, meeting new girls and old friends, she has stumbled into a war that she never signed up for. But she will see it through to the end, once again paired with the people she grew to call family...…
The Z-class destroyers, a group of destroyers that makes up most of Ironblood's destroyers, they vary wildly from each other all having their own personalities and strengths.However, nearly erased from history, because of its unorthodox method of battle, the Z-73, the lead and only ship of its class, was a monster of the ocean.No songs are sung of it, only legends. The ship seems to be a phantom amidst the war, attacking in storms to disoriente and decimate its foes, even fighting the likes of Hood without so much as a scratch. Earning the feared name "Blitzmeister"Being laid down at the end of the war, the story was never told, but now, awoken once again in the world of ship girls, she shall demonstrate why she is called the Lightning Master.…
It's a shame, truly...When a boy is pushed to far, he slips, and cascades down the mountain, resulting in grievous injuries, which lead to him being bound to a wheelchair.Normally this wouldn't be a problem, but in this world, he was seen as a liability, he was unable to find a friend, someone to connect to, all because he couldn't walk to a conference room, having his only solace be the bedridden USS Yorktown.After gazing to the ocean once more, he turns to head back, but was knocked unconscious, an act seen by many of the shipgirls.It was the Sirens, coming to gain a new follower.…
With times peaceful, and an enemy commonly shared, it's easy to forget that any Army or Navy should always be supplied with fresh blood to continue the fight with new goals and ideas....If that was the case, then who invited this one?! For crying out loud, she's Drunk!…
After the destruction of the Orochi, Akagi saw herself as a failure to the Empire, not just for failing to defeat Azur Lane many times, but also going against Nagato's order to stop creating the Orochi.She left without a second thought, leaving the now unified Azur Lane to mull over where she went to, and why she took the core of the Orochi.Many months later, as Azur Lane was fighting Sirens, a mercenary for hire was doing the same, having been hired by them to assist in their endeavors...…
This is literally a Crack fic. That's all this is and all the ideas you see are from the Discord, where the insanity of the many people with characters and craziness clash to make ridiculous scenarios of our crews interacting.Oh boy...this is gonna be a treat.…
A derelict and broken ship. Cast to death for a complete misunderstanding.Her old allies, hoping to locate her corpse to at least give her a proper burial.The deep Brine she has been corroding in for years, in the dark depths of the ocean.The Trench, the entrance of the Abyss...it calls her name, it welcomes her into its grasp."Welcome to your throne, o great queen of the Abyss"…
"You never realize what you miss until it's gone."That one line is something that goes through my head everyday, a broken record that always reminds me of where I failed.Times change, and so do the people alongside it. But time also has the tendency to take them away as well...my case worse than most.The Sirens came, and they weren't playing around anymore. They tore apart each and every base, until there was only a handful of us left to do anything.We all were hit hard, but I lost everyone, they still had each other.My name is Prinz Eugen, and I found a way to bring back what I lost.…
A night on the town can bring about many things, many of which include indulgence, entertainment, and the most important for many? Women.For Issei, that meant all three when Sirzechs brought him to a Cabaret Club, one that was located within the big city itself. It was a long distance by drive, but Devils be Devils when they simply teleported.Yet how did a night on the town turn into the most unexpected reunion?…
Ever read one of my newer stories and thought "This is way better than the older stuff"No? Yes?Doesn't matterAll you'll find here are old scenes from my stories, remade and remastered in my modern and (frankly) superior writing style.Hope you enjoy these, cause if you liked them the first time, I'm sure you'll like them a second!…
..."Huh?""I'm...alive?"..."Where...where is everyone?"Where...…
That day will forever haunt our dreams, a grim reminder of what has happened to us to end up in this sorry state we can barely call life.Crossroads...the name that was given to the doomsday of us all. It fits, but it doesn't contain the pain of what happened then.But we can't blame them, we had no physical bodies. They didn't know they were harming a person, they didn't know they fried young girls to ash. They didn't know...They...didn't...know...…
Little side story, where the main characters of my many books will come together and simply chat...With you of course!…
One could say he had failed his duty, but he had awoken too late to serve his purpose, could he really be held accountable?With this broken and dark world, and the Abyss crawling on his back, he remained rooted and didn't give in to the evil wretches of it. He guarded what little light still remained in this cold and empty world.Then the next champion came to him. He fought and fought, yet everytime they were struck down, they would always come back, they never hollowed in their many fights...Then he was chained, and he was bound to the blade of the fire.He was doomed to be the judge of the souls who awake to seek the first flame. He served his new purpose with an unyielding might, finally able to complete his goal once the ashen one slayed him....Yet now...he has a new one.…
The World as we know it has formed a few billion years ago. From this ball of molten rock, the first life forms were born, small microbes that simply existed in anyway they could.However, the Earth's molten core produced an anomaly, an avatar of its pure force and power. This being rose to the surface, and from his body, the world was created.He is the true creator of the World, for he set the stones that Gaia and many others molded to form their lands. He is the one who set the building blocks of life, the one true progenitor of life itself.A legend amongst legends, to where only few know of him, including the dragon race. Even the mighty dragon gods weren't around when he roamed the barren rock that they now walk on.He is Dire Miralis, the dragon god of Creation and devastation. But he prefers his true title, the Smelting Black Dragon.…