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    Dying was a shame. Dying just as she was about to achieve her Magnum Opus was an even bigger shame, and of appendicitis no less. But oh well, it was out of her control. She just hoped she could finally catch a break in the afterlife.

    Famous last words.

    Now, somehow, she's the Antichrist in a cartoon she used to watch, her father is a duck-obsessed ADHD-brained mess of a man, her mother is absent at best, and she's got less than two hundred years to turn Hell into an actual centralized state before canon starts and everyone else's problems start becoming her problems.

    But hey, at least she won't be bored... probably.

    (Or in which, a professional chess player is reincarnated as Charlotte Morningstar, Princess of Hell, and does what anyone would do in her shoes-tear canon asunder and dance on the ashes, because she is NOT going to tip-toe around the timeline just to get disrespected by a man with a TV for a head and literally half the cast of her own damn show.)

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    Sanji rubbed the back of his neck, quiet for a long time before finally speaking again. “If a lady is upset with me, she can express her anger however she wishes.” And then, tacked on at the end. “...So long as she makes sure to take care of her hunger.”

    She wrinkled her nose. “Hunger isn’t that hard, once you get used to it.”

    Sanji winced at her words. “But you shouldn’t have to.”

    Her eyes widened as Sanji leaned down, nudging the bowl of soup that he had brought towards the mouse—And even more to her shock, the mouse happily pranced over, nibbling at the dish with complete contentment.

    “...Everyone deserves food.” Sanji stated, as his head tilted slightly—to face the mouse. “Human or otherwise.”

    Or: When a nervous wreck of a child runs away from home, the world changes—And so does she.

    Spoilers warning: This fic assumes the reader is caught up with the manga.

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    The metallic crash didn’t immediately register as real. At first, she thought it was a part of the weather—a particularly vicious gust rattling the old fire escape, or a piece of tin roofing torn loose and flung against her balcony rail. But then came the second sound: a raw, human exhale, sharp and guttural, and unmistakably close. Evelyn blinked, set down her glass, and leaned forward, squinting through the rain-glossed darkness. The fire escape’s upper landing, usually deserted and grimy, now hosted a slumped, broad-shouldered shape wedged awkwardly against the railing.

    (Or, where The Dark Knight crash lands on a random woman's fire escape)

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    03 Jul 2026

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    Her father has black hair that spikes down his face. Sometimes in the dark, she sees her father's eyes flicker red.
    Her mother has hair as red as blood and eyes the shade of the earth. She likes to write, never far from an ink tray and brush.
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    Or: A woman is reincarnated and gets a second chance at life. And she decides to do whatever it takes to survive. Too bad her family lineage has already nerfed this life's survival rate.

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    Look, I’ll be the first to admit that I had never much bought into the whole pearly gates or eternal damnation business. I couldn’t tell you what I was expecting of the afterlife - but it sure as hell wasn't this.

    Moody glowered. "What is with you today?"

    I grinned back at him. Oh, you have no idea.

    You died, the first time, on a random thursday afternoon. Waking up in the body of a young - and very much alive - Moaning Myrtle, you couldn't quite believe your luck. But alas, no rest for the newly deceased. There is work to be done. Between stopping Tom Riddle from opening the Chamber of Secrets, evading the Knights of Walpurgis, and figuring out just why Olive Hornby hates you so much, you’ve got a very busy afterlife.

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