🔥Survival

When a mysterious miko in traditional robes appears during the Shibuya Incident's darkest hour, her dormant cursed technique could prevent thousands of deaths - at the risk of drawing the attention of Sukuna and Kenjaku, who recognize her cursed energy from the Heian era.

5 is the best number…

Running from the ashes of her dead clan, five-year-old Saori finds refuge in the Hidden Leaf Village, where her vow of silence and secret power puts her on a collision course with a prodigy named Itachi Uchiha.

In Sukuna’s sprawling palace, desire and power intertwine, and nothing is ever as it seems. Among hundreds of concubines, Nao survives in silence, clinging to the only thing that belongs to her—a small puppy named Tofu gifted by Sukuna. Then comes Amaya, beautiful, beguiling, and dangerously clever. She captures Sukuna’s attention with effortless grace, reshaping the harem with a sweetness that hides a razor-sharp mind. As loyalties shift and ambitions collide, Nao must navigate a world of manipulation, obsession, and unspoken devotion—where trust is a weapon, love is a gamble, and survival comes at the highest cost.In a palace ruled by lust, power, and cunning, who will truly control fate—and who will be left with nothing?

In the world of Attack on Titan, humanity's struggle for survival becomes a war of ideologies as ancient powers awaken and long-buried truths shatter everything you thought you knew.

When humanity's colony ship arrives at three alien worlds locked in an ancient cold war, our survival depends on choosing which species to join—but every choice means the end of human civilization as we know it.

Trapped alone in the deadly Orcus Labyrinth from Arifureta, you must survive the monster-filled depths and uncover the secrets of an ancient vampire princess.

When the Armed Detective Agency rescues you from the Port Mafia's exploitation, you refuse their salvation—because Mori raised you to be his perfect weapon, and you won't betray the only purpose you've ever known, even as Dazai and the others try to show you there's more to life than being a demon.

When wasteland scavenger Adina is cornered by ruthless raiders with only her body to barter, she must survive their brutal demands while plotting her revenge in a world where mercy is the first casualty.

In the endless night of Hueco Mundo, the Arrancar ruler Aizen commands absolute loyalty from his creations. Yet one Arrancar stands apart. Valeria Nocturna does not kneel. Forged by the Hōgyoku and shaped by centuries of survival as a Vasto Lorde, Valeria serves Aizen not out of fear—but curiosity. Her calm defiance intrigues the man who manipulates gods and kings alike. As the war against Soul Society approaches, Aizen begins to realize that the most unpredictable variable in his grand design may be the Arrancar who watches him as carefully as he watches the world. And in the silent halls of Las Noches, fascination slowly turns into something far more dangerous.

Trapped in a gender-bent Yandere Simulator, a superfan must stay invisible while obsessive Yandere-kun ruthlessly eliminates anyone between him and Taeko Yamada—or become collateral damage in his twisted love story.

A biker gang… with the sorcerers, what could go wrong?

Rescued from poverty by Port Mafia executive Dazai Osamu, you fall for your cruel mentor only to become his secret while he remains devoted to Chuuya Nakahara—a pawn in a game where you were never meant to win.

Captured by Kaneki Ken from Tokyo Ghoul to serve as his personal blood source, you must choose between escape and an inhuman transformation.

She was saved to be protected. Now the world wants to take her back

When ER nurse Elle Vance notices patients turning violent, she realizes something is very wrong—long before the city does. As chaos erupts, she’s forced to flee with Noah Calloway, her best friend and the one person she’s never stopped loving. But as sirens fade and the world collapses, they’re left with one terrifying truth: they waited too long to say everything that mattered.

When Upper Moon Three Akaza crosses paths with a fierce Hashira, their deadly battle sparks a forbidden obsession that could shatter both the Demon Slayer Corps and Muzan's hierarchy.

Sukuna and Yuji don't Share a body anymore they've turned into lovers, they found a girl, me and we turned to be a Trouphle, Sukuna is extremely gentle with me and Yuji, but with anyone who hurts one of us especially me he let's the world burn. When cursed king Sukuna and Yuji discover their shared lover shattered and unresponsive, after three months of torture, they'll paint the world red with vengeance—but healing a broken soul may prove darker than any curse.They searched for me for 3 months with just short breaks.

Fushiguro, Itadori and Kugisaki weren't the best for the job anymore, but the world had too few jujutsu sorcerers and the three were used to being sent out to hunt all kind of curses all over the city by now. Fortunately, most intel they got nowadays was reliable thanks to Nanami's influence.Today's curse was classified as a second-grade that had evaded exorcism through cleverly shifting between the sewers and abandoned buildings in proximity of its point of origin. Tracking it down and pinpointing its exact location had been a hassle that many jujutsu sorcerers just didn't have the time for. But people were dying because of it. And Yuuji had asked why he, Megumi, and Nobara couldn't go exorcise it by themselves.After a moment of staring back intensely at Yuuji, Nanami had sighed and agreed that, while it wasn't pure exercise because it was still a dangerous task, they could put everything else on hold and go - under one condition.If you run across any kind of trouble, I want you to tell me at once."Well …"Is that … the second-grade? Hah? It's kinda small." Nobara leaned forward to peer down on the angrily trembling orange dog-like curse on the pavement in front of them. The fur-ball with a chainsaw instead of a nose growled at them in a threatening but also cute manner, clearly standing in their way."Probably not." Megumi ran a hand through his hair with a look around and sighed. His divine dogs were scouting the area somewhere ahead of the three to find the elusive curse; but this cursed spirit in front of them didn't seem related to their target. Apart from growling intimidatingly, it also didn't seem to want to attack them. If Megumi didn't know better, he'd think that it was trying to stall time. But what for?"It's actually kinda cute if you ask me." Yuuji crouched down and extended a hand despite Megumi's warning to be careful and Nobara's lifting her hammer and nails in case she needed to step in. By now, Yuuji trusted that the dog-like curse was no danger to them."What's up, little guy?" Yuuji asked nicely, but the orange curse jumped back with another growl, keeping out of grabbing range. It looked a little worn-down and worse to the wear, Yuuji thought, and pat down his clothes in search for something edible, which he sadly didn't have on him.At that moment, Megumi's divine dogs returned to his side as quietly as shadows and pressed left and right to his legs. They froze at the same time as Megumi ran his hands between their ears with a frown, heads turned to the orange curse, fixating it with suddenly pinned-back ears as if just now sensing its presence.Likewise, the cursed spirit started evading backwards, pressing closer to the pavement, growling less frequently while Megumi's dogs tensed, waiting for the order to pounce on it."Let's just leave this one." Yuuji angled his head to look up to his friends and their weary expressions, stood up and evened out the wrinkles in his school uniform. He really didn't want to do this today."If we exorcise it, we won't regret it later," Nobara argued but still swung her hammer around to rest the blunt end against her shoulder."We came here for the second-grade, remember? And the little guy here, he -""Pochita!" A scream coming from the abandoned building site to their left interrupted Yuuji and made five heads turn to a gap in the metallic fence. The orange curse gave a bark in answer to the scream, resulting in another shout. "Pochita, where are you?!"Someone came stumbling out of the abandoned building heavily panting, skittered over the gravel in front of the building site and finally hit against the metallic fence from the other side. For the watching group, first a bloodied hand at the solid fence's edge came into sight, then a head with blond scruffy hair in complete disarray.A teenager stumbled forward, clothes and body completely covered in blood and gore, and dropped to his knees in front of the curse he'd called Pochita. He wrapped his arms around it with a relieved kind of laughter and rubbed his face against its side, and the curse wiggled and made happy noises just like a regular dog."A civilian?" Nobara asked under her breath but apparently loud enough for the teenager to notice the little group standing there. He looked up with an "Oh." that illuminated his entire bloody face, but when he spotted Megumi's shikigami, he furrowed his brows suddenly angry."Those dogs scared the living crap out of me!" he said with an accusing finger and got up as the group exchanged alarmed glances. "Nearly got me killed too! What's up with you lot anyways? What's a bunch of highschoolers want with a place like this? Just warning you, the bounty's mine!"-x-x-x-x"A civilian defeated a second-grade curse?" Nanami repeated Yuuji's last words incredulously. Yuuji pressed the mobile phone closer to his ear and lowered his voice so that he wouldn't be overheard by the group in some distance."Yeah, that's what I said, Nanamin. His name is Denji. He's currently talking with Fushiguro and Kugisaki at our point of interest." Yuuji looked at the curse named Pochita who was pressed against Denji's leg and scowled at the group as if to say that he was still there to protect Denji."And there's Pochita, a curse spirit who helps him with … devil hunting," Yuuji added slowly.From the ongoing silence on the other side of the line he could roughly imagine what was going through Nanami's head because Yuuji too had heard stories about certain jujutsu sorcerers who had special relationships with curses. In general, the situation was far from usual."Hold him there until I arrive" Nanami instructed, waited for Yuuji's affirmation, and terminated the call, most likely already on the way to meet them. Yuuji stared at his phone, then packed it away and re-joined his friends, letting them know with a nod that Nanami was coming.Despite being roughly their age, Denji seemed awkward around them, especially around Nobara - to the point where she gave an irritated tsk and said she was going to get hold of some fast food for them all before stalking off to get some burgers and fries. She went alone, obviously not in want for company."Did I piss her off?" Denji asked apprehensively, by then seated on a low box with Pochita on his knees, fingers in constant motion. He had to turn his head a lot to keep both Yuuji and Megumi in sight because of the eyepatch covering one of his eyes, maybe an injury from devil hunting? Yuuji couldn't be sure because he was quite new to all of this as well. Yet, judging from Megumi's dry questions, it wasn't all too common for non-sorcerers to exorcise cursed spirits. Especially that high-levelled for someone without cursed energy."Not really. I guess." Megumi stopped looking after Nobara when she disappeared in direction of the main road and refocused on the big mystery that was Denji in front of him.During their scouting earlier, his shikigami wolves had told him that there was a human in the abandoned building and Megumi had assumed it might be a victim, maybe a hostage if the second-grade curse had been smart enough for that; and with Denji stumbling out to find Pochita, he'd initially thought that the blood covering the boy was the boy's.Everything seemed to be wrong. Not that it bothered Yuuji."Can I pet him?" Yuuji was crouching next to Denji, pointing at Pochita again who eyed him wearily but didn't move away or growl this time. Yuuji had that wide smile plastered along his face, his genuine enthusiasm back in place, the same one that landed him friends left and right. Denji himself might not even notice Yuuji's influence on himself when he answered."Eh? Yeah sure, if Pochita allows it?" Denji retracted his hands around his pet, and Megumi watched the child-like joy on Yuuji's face intensify when he got to pet Pochita. He looked like that one time when he and Nobara had their caresses with Megumi's shadow wolves. Heh."Who's a good boy?" Yuuji said, laughing, and Pochita even closed his eyes, clearly enjoying himself. "You know, you remind me of the principal's cursed corpse I watched movies with but without the ugly. You're so cute and adorable!""Hey!" At this moment Nobara returned, loaded with paper bags filled with fast food. She still managed to point a finger at them accusingly, barking: "Why are you having fun when I have to do all the work? Get your asses over here, chop chop!""Yeah yeah," Megumi grumbled but walked over to take most of the paper bags to carry. Not that they were heavy or anything, just for the message.It turned out that both Denji and Pochita were actually starving, and they showed it by how they shovelled the food into them without the time to take a breather. Impressive how Denji could bite off half a burger and push a handful of fries in extra."Take your time. It's not going to run away," Nobara said pointedly, picked up a fry and offered it to Pochita. "So, you hunt curses for fun?""Not fun. I'm in debt." Denji said between bites, somehow managing not to drop any food from his mouth while talking. "The job pays well.""Does it now?" At this, Yuuji tilted his head, his own burger forgotten in hands. He stared into the distance, trying to recall the last time somebody had paid him for exorcising spirits. If he wasn't mistaken, Gojo deposited money to higher-ranked sorcerers from time to time, but Megumi, Nobara and he barely got pocket money …-x-x-x-x[An additional thought that can or cannot be connected with the story above. I was thinking about the trio discovering Denji in the warehouse after I watched episode 1.]-x-xThe warehouse which the cursed spirit was supposedly in was too quiet. According to intel, the unclassified spirit was surrounded by a group of zombies it had turned humans into and thus might pose a real threat to even highly capable jujutsu sorcerers.But there was no trace of that when Yuuji, Nobara, and Megumi approached the warehouse. The gates were wide open, the area deserted. Worse yet, blood splatters and limbs decorated the ground like a sick joke. The stench of blood and dead was predominant in the air, the silence eerily heavy.What had happened here?Standing at the entrance to the warehouse with his friends facing the opposite side, Yuuji squinted into the darkness, trying to make out any shapes inside. The cursed spirit had to be inside. But inside were only more corpses, more limbs, more gore."Ew, it stinks," Nobara complained and wrinkled her nose, suppressing a cough. Whatever they had been chasing seemed to be long gone."Someone's inside," Yuuji suddenly said. His eyes adjusting to the changed lighting inside, he could barely make out the figure at the end of the warehouse, simply standing there. A shirt that had once been white, dark trousers, motionless."The curse?" Nobara asked, but Yuuji shook his head. He beckoned his friends to follow and entered, careful where he placed his feet and also not to avert his eyes from the only standing figure in the entire area. From up closer Yuuji could see that the person had chainsaws in his arms, and his head was that of a curse … probably.Anyway, it wasn't the curse they had come here for. In fact, the corpse of the cursed spirit was severed in proximity, cleanly dealt with. From the state of things, the … chainsaw man standing here had to be the one who had done all of this."What are you …?" Nobara approached and poked the body with the end of her hammer, ready to jump back out of reach if the person moved. When the chainsaw man lifted his head at the touch, Megumi and Yuuji immediately readied their hands to use their cursed technique, but all the chainsaw man did was say: "Hug me.""Uh …" Nobara exchanged a glance with the others, unsure what to do. She felt like the situation she was in was as dangerous as the stench of death was thick in the air. But the chainsaw man did nothing else but sway back and forth and Nobara was backed up by her friends, so in the end she said: "Okay?"As if relieved at that, the chainsaw man sank forward and fell against Nobara who caught him with a little scream, fully ready to kick-drop the guy to the ground and end him if it turned out to be an attack. However, the demonic features of said guy melted away in some sort of goo and revealed a pale, blond guy underneath all that.that was, until Fushiguro and Itadori joined them with food for the three of them as well. According to them, the udon wasn't as half as good as Denji believed, but they promised that once they were back in Tokyo, they'd take him to a place that had "real good food, you'll see".Denji wondered if it was going to count as date if only he and Kugisaki went.-x-x-x-x"Hey Nanami." Before they got back into the car, Denji - now fully satisfied and feeling like a human again - had another question to the jujutsu sorcerer, who had been waiting for everyone to finish, leaned against the car with phone in hands."Yes?""Can I say No?" Denji asked.He was referring to their previous conversation, with fresh mind and new strength to sort through his thoughts. Denji understood from Nanami's previous monologue that in the best case, he'd be working for the jujutsu people, which shouldn't be all too different from working for the Yakuza. Hunting devils, gutting them, getting paid too little to live off it.In the worst case, those jujutsu guys would kill him. The Yakuza had threatened Denji with that many times, so Denji was not too worried about that anyhow."The jujutsu society is idiotic," Nanami said and for the first time since their first exchange, his mouth became thin-lipped and showed his irritation. "But because it's shit and the alternatives, that is either starving outside or being killed on the run from the hunters, are shit too. I suggest you go with the lesser evil.""You don't get paid for the job though.""Not as a student."Denji kicked away a pebble under his feet and looked over his shoulder to the other car, where the trio was retaking their seats loudly, fighting over who had to sit in the middle and be "burgered" between the other two. Denji'd never had friends and doubted that would change any time soon. But well …"Okay. Then let's go."From the door, a new breathless sound drew everybody's attention - somebody started laughing. The person, a boy with platinum blond hair in what seemed to be the school uniform, was doubled over with his arms slung around his middle, his laughter a hicc-up that sent shivers through his entire body. He was laughing so hard that he lacked the air to breathe or talk. Judging from glasses-girl and the panda's reaction, now both looking hurt for some reason, they knew this guy."Okay cool, seems we're all together now," Gojo said with a clap into his hands. And as if the panda hadn't just demolished half of Denji's precious new room, the teacher started talking way too loudly now: "It's time to introduce you all! Yay! I know from previous occasions that you're not the people that loooove to get excited, but trust me, we have all reason to! I want to officially announce-""I wanna know what's so funny, Toge," glasses-girl interrupted the teacher, and Gojo's mouth snapped shut into a thin line. He went as far as to sink his head and shoulders in obvious disappointment."Tuna," the newcomer said with waving hands, and to Denji's growing confusion, this Toge guy started gesturing with occasional words that made no sense, showing stuff like an "ok" hand and ending with "salmon"?"I believe Inumaki finds it funny that we had a similar situation with Yuuta," the panda said, and glasses-girl tsk-ed."Well, it's this guy's fault that he went screaming about Panda. Rude." And Denji earned another glare that glasses-girl seemed to wear as naturally as the glasses on her nose. Damn."It's not my fault!" he retorted."Yes, it is," glasses-girl insisted."Iffff you'll allow me to explain?" Gojo said again. This time, four pairs of eyes turned to watch him, and Gojo was finally able to introduce them to each other properly, without interruptions. It turned out that the trio present were three out of four second-years of Jujutsu High, and that they would be accompanying Denji to a mission out of town today."I want Maki and Panda on one team," Gojo said, two pointing fingers directly at glasses-girl and Panda, "and Toge and Denji on the other. No further questions? Great." And with that, he turned to leave, ignoring Maki's immediate protests. Instead, Gojo slung an arm around surprised Inumaki's shoulders, who was still standing in the door, and pulled him along with himself, away from the group, where Maki tried to follow them outside but was held back by Panda's "so Gojo didn't warn you about anything either, Denji?""Of course he didn't!" Maki complained and turned back exasperatedly."What does she mean, 'of course'?" Gojo murmured to no one in particular, and Inumaki darkly said with a glance up to his teacher: "Bonito flakes.""No, don't give me that. I always take good care of my students."Gojo pulled Inumaki back outside the dormitories into fresh air before he let go but didn't step away. Here, the birds were chirping loudly, and the day promised to be a good one. Hopefully it would stay that way.No promises."Inumaki, you've felt Denji's cursed energy, right?" Gojo asked with changed tone and a look back to where quarrelling voices were heard even through a closed door."Salmon." Inumaki rubbed the sides of his arms. Despite the weather, he felt cold."Well, then you know that the higher-ups aren't exactly happy with keeping Denji alive." Now, Gojo lowered his voice to a whisper even though he knew that nobody was eavesdropping on them. "I have a favour to ask of you," he said.He's going to murder someone innocent at the first opportunity given. And that will prove us right, the higher-up's words rang in Gojo's ear."What's your name?" he asked, dying of embarrassment that this was the third time he didn't look his best in front of a beautiful woman."Makima," the woman said."Are you … from Jujutsu High?""No. I'm a devil hunter." Taking the last soul from Denji's hand, Makima looked up and established eye contact with Denji. Denji felt like his guts were turned over in a roller coaster twice, and he dropped his eyes to her chest, focusing on the black tie against it instead. It looked good. She looked good."Don't you want to be a devil hunter too?" she asked."Hhhhheeee … lllp … mmeeeeee" the last transfigured soul in her hand groaned. She squeezed, and the soul shut up."Well uuuh …" Denji looked over to Gojo, who watched their exchange without saying anything. That's why Denji missed how Makima suddenly leaned forward into his private space and lowered her voice to a mysterious whisper."You can be my dog," Makima said as if she was sharing a secret. Denji stiffened, but Makima had already straightened up again, hands joined behind her back again, smile unchanged. "Consider it. I'm going to treat you better than the jujutsu society."And then she left.Denji stared after her and he could've sworn that she disappeared into nothingness, replaced by a swarm of rats, but maybe he was just too tired to see properly.Gojo's voice brought him back to earth."What happened in the hospital?" Gojo asked and stood up from where he had checked Toge's pulse.If he noticed the two paper rolls sticking out of Toge's pockets, he didn't mention them (in truth, Denji just hadn't wanted to make the magazines dirty, so Toge held onto them for the moment)."I remember you," Sukuna said and rose from his throne of skulls. One step, and he stood at the body in the pool of blood and looked down at the creatures at his feet. One frail boy and one putrid dog. From up this close, Sukuna almost couldn't feel the danger come from the dog anymore.Almost."You were the ultimate de

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When a mysterious tower appears and humanity faces extinction, survivors must navigate floors filled with seductive monsters where defeat means transformation into the very creatures hunting them.

Sold to the ruthless Zenin clan by their father Toji, twin sorcerers Mizuki and Megumi Fushiguro endure years of brutal training until Satoru Gojo offers them freedom—but escaping means facing Naoya Zenin's obsessive claim and discovering that love might be the most dangerous curse of all. Falling in love with the antagonist and main male lead, Yuji Itadori changes Mizukis life in ways she could’ve never imagined.

What if Muzan had a daugther with another Demon, sadly she died though the hands of Yoriichi 300 years ago. So he rised his daugther alone, very protective of her in his own ways. But said daugther has long since had eyes on one of his upper moons in secret. Upper Moon 3.

High in the mountains, beyond the reach of modern sorcerers, the Yukishiro Clan guards a power feared for centuries—the ability to halt cursed energy itself. Their technique can silence domains, fracture techniques mid-activation, and turn battlefields into still, lifeless voids. Because of this, they chose isolation, preserving their lineage in snow and ritual rather than war.Once every hundred years, an immortal comes to them.Not as a conqueror, but as a necessity.A flaw in his endless existence causes his cursed energy to spiral toward self-destruction, and only the Yukishiro heir—wielder of the clan’s absolute stillness—can force his power back into balance. In exchange, an ancient binding vow protects the clan from him forever.Fuyuka, the current heir, has been raised her entire life for this duty. More weapon than daughter, more symbol than person, she has never left the mountain and has never been seen as anything beyond the vessel of her clan’s technique.On the day she is to perform the ritual alone for the first time, she meets a stranger in the sacred forest—irreverent, sharp-tongued, and utterly unlike anyone she has ever known.Hours later, she learns the truth:The man she argued with is the immortal her family has preserved for eight centuries.