I, Upper Moon One, Reincarnated in a Shonen Manga

- [Full text pending revision] Miyagawa Rin always thought he was a little unlucky. He inexplicably transmigrated a thousand years into the past, unluckily became a demon, and went down a path he'd never imagined, only to die in a swordsmen's assault. Later, he transmigrated again, this time to a world full of curses. Just as he was moved to find himself back in the modern era, his younger brother turned out to be suspiciously like a scummy colleague from his previous life. Because of years spent on missions, he couldn't get into high school and had to attend Tokyo Jujutsu High instead. Life at the school was a mess. He had to deal with the trouble his younger brother caused while keeping the scheming old guard in check. After being set up by a certain brain, Miyagawa Rin opened his eyes to find that nine years had passed. He felt as if the sky had fallen. One: Miyagawa Rin, battered and disheveled, stood outside Tokyo Jujutsu High, wondering why the Domain that had trapped him moments ago had vanished. Cursed energy surged violently behind him. He turned instinctively and came face-to-face with someone. Bandages were wrapped around the person's face, and his upright white hair made his identity unmistakable. "Satoru?" "Who are you?" They spoke at almost the same time. The strongest sorcerer lifted one corner of his bandages. One sky-blue Six Eyes, its cursed energy flowing like the endless sky, stared at him. In an instant, nine years lay between them. Two: The special-grade sorcerer Miyagawa Rin had come back from the dead. Every faction was suspicious, unsure whether the news was true. The Cursed Spirit Manipulator, who had already switched sides, couldn't hold back either. He climbed over the school wall in the middle of the night to investigate. As soon as he crept up to Miyagawa Rin's dorm, he saw a familiar white-haired man standing outside. Geto was puzzled. Geto didn't understand. Geto decided to ask: "Why are you standing here in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?" His best friend, wearing sunglasses, replied solemnly, "So we don't repeat the same mistakes, I decided to share a bed with Rin. But he rejected his dearest young master!" "...If I remember correctly, Rin's bed isn't a double." "! You reminded me, Geto!" Geto: ? His white-haired friend continued, "I should move him to my bed." Geto: ?? Three: Because a certain topknot deliberately swallowed something strange, the King of Curses couldn't incarnate successfully. All he could do was stare at the excited graduate student and his domain, represented by rainbow-colored eyes. The King of Curses was very disappointed. At first, the King of Curses even shared a few tips on eating people with the topknot. But as they talked, something seemed off. Wait, you eat people raw?! The cult leader, not being a demon, lamented for a long time that he only had one life. Then he discovered that the King of Curses' domain let him revive infinitely, and was overjoyed. "My lord, please kill me without holding back!" Killing him once or twice was no trouble. But after five or eight years of it, the King of Curses felt sick at the sight of those rainbow-colored eyes. The King of Curses, whose eyes had gone dull, said, "I hope the next person I incarnate in treats me better." Highlights: * Essentially, this story brings characters back from the dead (roughly speaking). Apologies for the out-of-character moments. Plot-driven. * Pairing: Gojo. No secondary pairings. * Anti-piracy measures begin December 27. The protected portion is 30%, and bonus chapters are 50%. The story spans a long period, from Demon Slayer to the Culling Game. Apologies for the original setting details. - A preview of a future story - Veris. Male. Surname unknown, identity unknown, species unknown. Species... possibly human. There is a mysterious group of people on this continent. They are destitute, smooth-talking, and scattered into every corner of the continent, swaying like weeds in the wind. They can make their way into royal palaces, or starve in the wilderness. They have no strength to lift a chicken, and their income depends entirely on the charity of the nobility. In return, they say a few flattering words about their patrons and carry them to every corner of the continent. They are called bards. "Sigh. We're all a bunch of men of letters, so can't you put down your sword?" Veris sighed. Across from him stood a wary hero. The hero said, "But I just saw you kill that monster with one punch." Veris drew in a sharp breath and flatly denied it. "You must have been under an illusion. You clearly killed that monster with a single thrust of your sword." The hero looked at the monster sprawled on the ground. There was a fist-sized hole in its chest... Could a sword really make a hole like that? With the recent spate of murders in mind, the hero decided to follow this man. Veris, whose solo adventure had forcibly become a duo: ? Fine. What are a bard's duties? At noon, Veris wakes at his leisure, spends half an hour at the tavern, then wanders from the market to the mercenary guild, stopping for lunch along the way. In the evening, he heads out into the wilderness, supposedly to gather inspiration and enjoy nature's gifts. At night, he returns to the tavern and begins his real work. The king and chancellor's little secrets, the pope's bizarre recipes, the church's holy son who likes to sleep while taking a bath, the previous hero's unrequited love for the demon king, and the current hero, who was rejected and vowed to die with the demon king out of spite: ...? Will this guy really not get reported and put to death? A month later, the hero said a dazed farewell to Veris, resolving never again to associate with that band of lunatics called bards. Veris only smiled. - The hero's goal was to kill the demon king and protect the peace of the continent. He assembled a powerful party, endured countless hardships, fought monsters and leveled up, and at last reached the demon king's lair. It was full of monsters. The demon king's seven chief subordinates drank and caroused all night long, and a raised platform stood out in the middle of the noisy square. A figure stood on it, playing a battered accordion from who knew how many years ago and opening his mouth to spread rumors. The hero: ... How did this guy end up wandering all the way here?! - The hero truly was the chosen one, a domineering protagonist. He finally defeated the demon king and sealed him in the abyss underground, then returned to his country. The king was delighted and announced that the hero would receive the title of First Knight of the Kingdom. The pope would officiate, and the holy son would crown him personally. The hero was thrilled. That was the pope! He had grown up listening to stories about him and admired him greatly, but he'd heard the pope hadn't appeared in public for ten years. He was looking forward to the crowning ceremony. That day, as he waited in a side chamber, he heard a commotion in the room beyond. Curiosity got the better of him, and he went to investigate. What he saw was a familiar wandering bard and the lofty holy son, who looked down on all living things, tussling with each other. The hero cried in alarm, "Your Holiness, don't be afraid! I'll save you!" The holy son pinned the wandering bard against a table, then turned to look at the intruder with a murderous glare. Veris waved to the hero. "I'm fine... Wait, why are you trying to save him?" "Obviously, I'm the one who needs saving more!" The holy son held Veris down firmly, his voice cold enough to form icicles. "Father, which of your old acquaintances is this?" The hero: ? The person the holy son called Father... Wasn't that the mysterious pope? - 1. My take on Western fantasy, with lots of original worldbuilding. Probably a medium-to-long novel. 2. Pairing: the holy son. No blood relation. 3. Veris is a long-lived species, currently a bard, with the future goal of becoming a great literary figure. Career and romance arcs. Veris is unquestionably number one in combat strength. A bard who looks like a nobody but is actually a master. 4. Irresponsible long-lived pilgrim x sinister, sweet-talking wolf in sheep's clothing "From their quills flow stories that have never faded in a thousand years, and their enchanting melodies tell legends that endure." May 20 Theme: Leave the shadows behind and look ahead