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Sequel to You got the Crown (Don’t Give It up)
If Katsumi had her way, she’d spend all day in an onsen, but since she doesn’t, everyone gets to deal with her, her swords and her long suffering Sensei.
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- Part 2 of A Broken Crown Still Shines
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Katsumi didn't exactly ask to be reborn. She certainly didn’t ask to be a Shinobi. But she’s here now, and she’s always been good at making bad situations work for her. And if all else fails, she’s more than willing to try out her swords on the problem.
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- Part 1 of A Broken Crown Still Shines
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No one is afraid of the girl who calls herself Rin-Rin, not at first. She's a genius (a couple decades of another life will do that), but she's annoying, clinging to childhood even as her body count climbs. She'd much rather be adored than feared, especially by her favorite
victimspeople.But her village is at war, and the more Rin loses to its gaping maw, the more she yearns to shed her cute mask and let her enemies know why they should be afraid.
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"No. We were brought here for a reason, Sammy." He grinned at her, a flash of white teeth. "We're here to wreak havoc."
Sam was not on board with that idea. Absolutely not. They weren't here to exploit this new world. They weren't going to mess with the story just because they could. And she wasn't grinning right back at him.
No.
Of course not.
They were here to make things better. They were here with the foreknowledge of what would happen so they could help people. She wasn't thinking about how much chaos they could create, or how someone like Jim being Harry Potter was going to destroy the entire plot. And she definitely wasn't thinking about the damage they could do to just about everything with magic at their disposal.
She wasn't.
"You're right," Sam leaned across the table so they were inches apart as she whispered, "Let's fuck shit up."
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It's a self insert fic. You know the drill.
Featuring a grumpy protagonist who wants mochi, clean socks, and to maintain possession of their life and eyeballs in that order, a troll-dad sensei who's genuinely trying to understand the pint sized weirdos he's been saddled with but isn't sure where to start, and two team mates who are honest to god twelve year olds who canonically didn't mature until after the handy dandy time skip.
Where, please, is the unsubscribe button, because I'd like to request a different afterlife.
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- Part 1 of Wisdom 'Verse