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First poll of the year 2026!
🕑 Added 2026-01-17 17:07:15 +0000 UTCAight, kept y'all waiting long enough.
The list is still almost same like last time but with some changes. This time I added some small teaser cause judging a story just with the title is not exactly ideal. So hopefully this works in making your decisions easier. But I won't be writing any teasers for Bleach and Taimanin since the chapters for those stories were already written.
Someone gave me the idea to take into consideration for the second winning choice in case Taimanin wins again, the second winning story for a future update. But I suppose it would be fair or else Taimanin may always win these polls, just an idea for now. Curious what y'all think. Not a double update, just already starting to make plans and so on.
That's all.
Here are the teasers! Hope ya liked them. A bit rough since I made them quickly, so forgive me in case you spot some errors.
Mahouka x Fate
“I see, so that's the path you've chosen, Master. You've chosen to go get yourself rather than finding yourself. Hmph, you have grown into a fine Master, much too good for a blockhead like myself. Guess I'm the one who needs to prepare himself. Oh nameless Master without a past or future; at the very least, may you seize the truth.”
“...”
“Oh? Why so gloom all of a sudden? Are you scared now that we've reached the final stretch or are you having second thoughts?”
“...”
“Heh, there is no need to worry. I'll spend every ounce of strength I've got to take you to the seat of Heaven's devoted.”
“...”
“What an odd question to ask at such a time. But, I suppose I can humour it, even if I already gave it an answer.” He crossed his arms, staring back at the brown haired Master of his. “I don't have any regrets, Master. No, maybe it's better to say that I've made peace with them. If I was given a second chance, well, I would do a few things differently just for efficiency… but the path would remain the same.”
The nostalgic feelings of his past surfaced. There was no lingering bitterness, for he had always followed his own sense of justice, even though he never truly considered himself as a true hero. “Ah, forgive me. I may have gotten a bit too sentimental, that's not good. You've rubbed off on me too much.”
“...”
Her words made his smile falter, despite all that determination still existed hesitancy and reluctance. Not emotions that should be seen at this point, but one he could understand given the nature of his caring Master. So offered her an honest smile, feeling a mixture of pride and joy at having gotten to help someone like her. Seeing her journey, her resolve and confidence grow proved itself to be inspiring to say the least.
“After this point, I will be of no other use. But that's okay, I have done my job to the best of my abilities and I hope it was good enough.” He saw her fists clenched, more words spoken with a broken voice that barely held back a floodgate of emotions. “Your story does not end here, unlike mine and his only the beginning. If fate has other plans then perhaps we might meet again under different circumstances. But for now, this is goodbye, Master.”
“...”
“Saying such things at a moment like this. Fine, you deserve that much. Hah… guess I should have seen that coming. I'll miss you too, Hakuno.”
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At the crack of dawn, the sun rose illuminating a small apartment in the heart of Tokyo, expensive for anyone who wanted to live here but quite cheap for those who worked for a certain high school. From a bed surrounded by strange decorations of several types of guns and even bladed weapons hanging on the wall, a young man awoke, the lingering memories of that dream evaporating with each passing second but the sensation of bittersweetness remained.
Oh well, he had grown used to seeing them without understanding them. With the clock telling him that he only had an hour left to prepare, time was of the essence and quickly he got up and readied himself. Putting on a simple shirt and pants, not forgetting to grab his duffel bag and glasses. The white haired man rushed towards the entrance only to stop at the last second.
“Ah, can't forget about this.”
Hands reaching for the table, the former Nameless Hero grabbed onto a small badge with his face printed on it along with a particular line right next to it.
‘Combat Instructor at National Magic University.’
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2. Snafu x Highschool of the Elite.
If someone were to ask me what my future prospects were, my answer would be quite cut and dry.
A house husband.
That was it? Were you being serious? Please stop joking around. Hah, I should have known you wouldn't give me a serious answer.
Such were the reactions I'd end up getting from others upon hearing my answer. I did not particularly find them to be rude, or even offensive really, it was something to be expected given the nature of my answer. A boring future, one without much in store and some could even call it lame. It wasn't that I was genuinely hoping to achieve this with a lot of effort, rather I knew that this was a most likely outcome for someone like me. Working a blue collar job, wasting myself from day till night like your average salaryman and coming back home drunk and in despair.
Hey, at least my parents would be able to see themselves in me.
Oh well, I couldn't complain, that was life and rather than fight against it and wasting my time, It would be far easier to just embrace the truth and work with it the best I could.
“Please introduce yourself to the class.”
Get despite that long, almost cynical, monologue… Why the hell did I find myself in this situation!?
I only once heard about this place and that was through a random conversation I had with Yuigahama!A place that guaranteed employment after graduating amongst the best of companies, saved only for the most brilliant of minds and those with such inflated egos that it put Mount Fuji to shame. No, scratch that. Fuji at least has the decency to stay quiet and not tell you how special it was. This kind of ego was more like a hot spring mascot that never stopped bragging about its mineral content. You could practically hear it whisper, "I am chosen," while looking down on everyone else like they were background NPCs designed to make it look good. Honestly, if self importance were taxable, this institution alone could have solved the national debt, though it would probably still complain that it deserved more recognition.
“Hikigaya-san?”
Ah, I was getting distracted. Left with no other choice, pushing the sheer uncomfortableness I felt at the moment and just how ridiculously out of place I felt… The show had to go on and I'd rather not become the class clown in the eyes of these pricks. Hold that thought, I'm most likely already was! Look at them gazing back at me as if they were my bosses. Ha! I've gotten more disgusted and scornful looking for this to have any effect on me!
Tremble before one of my 108 skills, absolute poker face!
Take that! One point for me and zero for you!
Hah… how sad that sounded. Urgh, some of my inner chunnibyou nearly leaked out.
“Um, my name is Hikigaya Hachiman… transferred from Sobu High, nice to meet you all.”
Simple and direct, what more could one expect from me? I was not here to put up a show, and these people clearly were not interested to hear more.
‘Shouldn't Yukino be the one here rather than me? This doesn't make sense at all, our papers must have been switched. I smell foul play here.’
But that was the least of my worries, as the school bell rang and everyone left one by one, only a single person remained, sitting all by himself right next to me, turning his attention towards my direction upon noticing my gaze.
What was with that look?
“What?” I asked first.
“Nothing.”
“Okay.”
“...Do you need any help?”
“I can manage, Ayanokoji.”
“I see.”
The conversation was dry and short, but that was all I could manage with him. Each syllable exchanged between us was painful enough as it was, trying to have a natural conversation with this guy would be a nightmare. Hey, Hayama, I finally found a guy more repulsive than you but just how fake it was.
“See you tomorrow, Hikigaya.”
“...”
“...”
“I'd rather you stop trying to act like that with me. It's disturbing.”
“Noted.”
What a scary guy. Hard to even call him a human with how fake he was, nothing about him resembled anything else but a robot trying to be human.
Worst of all, for some reason I always felt his eyes on me, looking at me as if I was the weird one!
Stay away from me! I just wanted to have a normal high school life!
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With the door closing behind, with Ayanokiji remaining behind. The young boy kept his silence for a while longer, a flash of light crossing his mind while looking outside as Hachiman immediately had his path blocked by a classmate who had practically taken the role as the girl's leader. Her golden blonde hair fluttered in the wind, almost looking like she was threatening him for some reason.
But given their interaction from these past few days, it would be more accurate to say she just kept hounding him while he avoided her at all cost.
Something to investigate for later.
“It didn't work today as well.”
A person who could see through any layers of acting and masks, regardless of how believable they were or how many people vouched for him. It served no purpose and lies fell flat within seconds, half truths were never taken seriously and eventually nothing remained behind but the naked truth.
It wouldn't even be accurate to say it was like staring at a mirror. They had nothing in common.
A troublesome person.
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3. Fate X re zero. (There was 2 versions of this story but I went with this version of Shirou. If people are interested I can also give a teaser for the other one and see the reaction)
“I am just a human? You're slow on the uptake, King of Heroes. What you are facing… is a true imitation of a Heroic Spirit!”
He could not lose, not at this moment, even if it came at the cost of his own mind and body, he could not lose.
This very action made it clear that he had failed to become a hero of justice, he understood that better than anyone and yet the boy felt no regret. Surrounded by a sea of swords, he pushed on relentlessly against a force that he knew from the beginning was beyond his capabilities. The single wave of her hand, thousands upon thousands of treasures descended upon him, true Noble phantasms which he replicated and sent back in droves.
The king of heroes, an entity where victory was not possible for his current self. No matter how much mana coursed through his circuits, this battle was nothing more than just him buying time. Victory was never in the picture, but despite that… he had to achieve it for her.
Searching tiny glimmers of warmth in a frozen horizon, the light of the moon illuminating the lonely… desolated landscape. Riddled with wounds, blood dripping from his forehead, the perfect synchronisation continued to force changes on his body and turn him into someone else.
Shirou raised his hand as a last-ditch effort, confronting the endless tide of crimson that threatened to send upon him. The sword of rapture descended and He sent everything, every blade in his reality marble pushed back. Thousands of them getting destroyed by the seconds and thousands more being created at the same time, bit by bit getting pushed back with his end near, the boy did not feel any regret or even sadness as the moon above went dark and the world crumbled around him.
Maybe… except for one thing.
‘Ah this is bad. I wonder if she'll be mad at me... for forgetting about our promise to see the ocean.’ where his last thoughts before his world turned dark as the torrent of destructive crimson energy originating from Ea engulfed him entirely.
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-Royal Capital-
Not much business happened on this particular day, the loot house was not exactly a place known for its bustling arms beyonds but not seeing any clients for nearly a week was not exactly good news for the old man tending the place.
Though he was not complaining exactly, given this period of quietness and peace would only last so long with that little gremlin roaming the streets. She was down to bring back something sooner or later, “Hopefully she doesn't get herself into trouble with those powerful folks.”
These treats were dangerous, people of all different backgrounds ventured from one place to another. Their face is hidden but beneath that cloak could be either a royal knight or a bloody murderer out hunting for fresh blood. A mixed bag each promising trouble somewhere or another. Thankfully, he taught her everything one needed to know to avoid such people and just stay in your lane.
Bam!
The door to his place was kicked open with a familiar voice sounding. “Rom! I found something!”
Hah… He should have known, with how absent she had been lately, that girl was most likely trying to find her next victim in order to snatch a valuable item. Given the tone of her voice, he figured she must have targeted someone she shouldn't have. “What did you steal this ti—WHAT THE HELL!?”
It was much worse than he anticipated, for what she brought back was not some rare jewellery worth more money than he had seen in his life or some shiny sword she must have stolen once more from a rich client. Rather the thing she brought back was still breathing!
“What did I tell you about kidnapping people, Felt!”
This was bad, and just looking at his appearance made it clear this person was trouble!
“I didn't kidnap him, old man!” The young blonde girl shouted back. ‘I found him in an alley, and he was holding on to this expensive looking sword that he's not letting go off!” She said well pointing at it a black sword, just from a single look he could tell this was no ordinary weapon and most definitely cost a fortune.
“What should we do? I tried everything but he is not opening his hand. Should we saw it off?”
“No! For goodness sake, just bring him to a room upstairs! He'll die at any moment and I don't want to deal with a dead body now. We'll figure something out later.”
“Tch, cheapskate. If he is some rich noble, I swear I'll leach every single coin from his savings.” Even though she did not look pleased, the girl still listened and carried the man who was twice her size to the back rooms, away from any curious eyes or ears.
“Hah… I'm getting too old for this.”
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This took more time than I wanted to. There are other stories where I didn't have time to write a teaser, like the snafu X code Geass one and a Fate x Ragna Crimson. So I'll leave them out.
Comments
DeathFlag24
Damn I hoping you added curse dark fantasy Crossover with fate
Charles Walker
Fate bleach was my pic but I wander if there's any way you do a Rosario &vampire cross over with unlimited blade works shiro (or faith under snow shiro raising miyu). In that world witch's (Magus) are considered monsters so shiro (and miyu) would go to the academy 4 monsters
SsanghwaSilver
I'd rather have more frequent updates on existing fics honestly. Again, I still have a mild fear that something will happen and all the fics will forever remain unfinished. Irrational I know. Though to be honest there are fics I have yet to check out due some weird unknown negative bias I developed when I was younger like the Broly one. Think I was unimpressed with the stories and villians that was just created simply for the sake of making a movie. Well, someday I'll check it out.
Excalibur Stone
📯y!!!!!
Nicholas
I feel like the same two stories are always going to win out (Taimanin and Bleach). To which I'm not complaining as those are the ones I'm most excited about. It may be better just to alternate between those two stories then when of your permanent stories finish you can just slide one of these two into your permanent rotation and replace it using another poll. Otherwise I feel like it will be Taimanin then Bleach then back to Taimanin if you include it. Or you don't include it and you take them both out to work on something else then reintroduce both of them back into the poll.
stupidtreehugget
Would love to see re:null but horny wins every time sob
Hadrian v.E.
The Bleach one. These teasers are honestly more confusing to read than anything else.
PatSu
Yeah, I don't think the other choices would have a fair chance with Taimanin and Bleach here. I personally voted for Fate x Mahouka because I'm sure Archer would be involved in some way in World War III and would have some sick accomplishments and backstory, and I'm just more interested in general how this would go. Since it looks like you want to take some of these story ideas a shot, I hope you could give the other ideas a chance aside from Taimanin and Bleach since they already had their turn.
PAPS
My choice would be the Fate x Mahouka since I am curious to how Archer (Nameless) would integrate himself into the world and how his presence can shake it up a bit, especially with how his magic could work within that system.
Reasonablefish
Kuroinu should be completed before going into Taimanin, As they are virtually the same concept. Me personally? I’m rooting for Re:Zero, Unlimited Souls Workz, and COTE fic. I know you are a very good writer and can make any of these stories amazing, despite how cliche it might be.
