Cherreads

My Life (After Countless Reincarnations) in Runeterra

Hannahchan
"Reincarnation is a cosmic game of Russian roulette, and my latest prize is Demacia. The kingdom of justice, order, and petricite forests that suppress magic. The problem? I'm practically a walking magical fuse. Between Mage Hunters sniffing out heresy and citizens who see a stray spark as an invitation to be burned at the stake, surviving here takes more than just luck. The good news is that after hundreds of lifetimes, I've learnt how to fend for myself... and I attract trouble like a poro to a tasty treat. My plan? Get the hell out of here, explore the strangest corners of Runeterra, and preferably, avoid a pathetic death. But something tells me that in this world of forgotten gods and looming wars, 'simple' isn't on the cards. After all, what could possibly go wrong? Don't answer that." ------------------- Author's Notes ------------------- English isn't my first language. I'm still learning! So please forgive any grammatical mistakes or awkward phrasing. (If you spot anything that sounds a bit off, please do let me know in the comments. I'd love the feedback to help me improve). This is a Runeterra fanfiction. As we all know (even Riot can't quite seem to get it straight), there are several different timelines. To avoid getting lost, I've created my own. The universe here is a hybrid: it blends elements of older League of Legends lore with what was shown in Arcane. In Arcane, some champions simply don't exist, but I'm too fond of them to leave them out. So, in this universe, both worlds meet. Story Style: This is intended as a slice-of-life adventure, inspired by Frieren: Beyond Journey's End (Sousou no Frieren). This means it will focus more on the journey, dialogue, discovery, and magical day-to-day life, rather than on huge, epic battles all the time. Romance is not the main focus. However, if it does happen, it will be Yuri. I'm by no means an expert on LoL lore (I'm guilty of mostly just knowing the champions I play cough cough). So, it's likely some things might stray from canon. If you notice any drastic divergences, please go easy on me! Instead, feel free to leave a comment: I'd genuinely appreciate the chance to read your thoughts, learn from them, and even make adjustments where it makes sense.
Table of contents
Latest Updates

Before The First Word

Before God spoke the first word, something else was already there. Before the angels were made, before the Heavenly Host drew their first breath, before the seventy-two were bound and the wars were fought and the prayers were written — there was something sleeping in the bedrock of the world. Something that had culled the primordial chaos down to silence, that had cleared the void so completely that when God arrived, He built His entire creation in the space it left behind. It did not know this. It was asleep. It has been asleep for longer than history has words for. Until an archaeologist with a family secret she'd rather not think about falls through the wrong floor in the Negev desert — and something that predates the concept of morning opens its eyes. His name is Elkaius. He has no language, no framework, no model of what he is. He does not know that the stone wall beside his resting place holds layers of pre-language scripture, the deepest of which contains a message from God Himself — a confession, a grief, and an instruction nobody has carried out yet. He does not know that the Heavenly Host and the Seventy-Two Demons have been at war for centuries in the world above him. He does not know that both sides are about to find out he exists. What he knows is this: there is a woman with stone dust on her hands who gave him the word for sun on the first morning, and a house that is becoming something he does not have a word for yet, and a wall full of things written for him before writing existed. He is learning the words. One by one. Carefully. *The war above him is about to become very inconsequential in the grand scheme of things*
KaI_AlistaiR · 8.5k Views

High School DxD: Return of the Crimson Dragon Emperor

They thought the Red Dragon Emperor was gone. They thought Kuoh was safe from his madness. They were wrong. Hyoudou Issei, the infamous perverted dragon of Kuoh Academy, vanished during a mysterious battle. Everyone thought he was dead lost to some unknown disaster. But Issei didn’t die. Oh no. He was thrown into another world. A brutal world of magic, monsters, demon lords… and plenty of busty heroines. There, he did what he does best. He survived. He trained. He grew stronger. Strong enough to fight gods, conquer kingdoms, and maybe even tame a Demon Lord’s daughter. (Totally not his fault… probably.) Now, after three insane years over there, Issei is back. But this isn’t the same high schooler who used to scream about boobs all day. This Issei has mastered new powers, sharpened his mind, and... okay, he still screams about boobs, but now he can destroy mountains while doing it. The devils, angels, and fallen of this world? They have no idea what’s about to hit them. Old friends don’t know whether to hug him, punch him, or run for their lives. And for those who ever doubted him… well, let’s just say Dress Break has leveled up too. A stronger, crazier, and hornier Red Dragon Emperor. A world on the brink of chaos. And a storm of comedy, romance, ecchi, and overpowered insanity is about to begin. Get ready, Kuoh. Issei’s back and he’s bringing the harem with him. Tag: High School DxD, Fanfiction, Harem, Ecchi, Action, Comedy, Isekai Return, Overpowered, Magic, Romance. ------------------------- If you’d like to support my work, check out my: patreon.com/Greyhounds
Greyhounds · 1.3m Views