Synthetic Saga 8. Every show has a final act. Every song has a final verse. Every story has its end. For the synthetics of Freddy Fazbear's and their human allies, that time has come. Can they stop their unrelenting nemesis or is their time too, at its end? Rated for violence and strong language.

The word that a Dalek may know, but never ask. It may contemplate, but never voice. Do not question. Obey. But when three Dalek units are left stranded on a distant world, alone, cut-off and with no sign of being rescued, that doctrine may not go unquestioned for long...

Synthetic Saga 7.5- The deep breath before the plunge. The calm before the storm. The intermission before the final act. This is where the synthetics of Freddy Fazbear's find themselves. What they choose to do with that time and how they spend it is up to them. After all, they may not get another chance...

Having rescued their newer counterparts, the synths of Freddy Fazbears must now help them adjust to a new life. Little do they know that some of their scars are much deeper and much more dangerous than they might have expected. Synthetic Saga 7. Rated for strong language.

Synthetic Saga Special- The holiday season is here and it looks like the synthetics of Freddy's are spending it locked inside the restaurant. But their new night guard friend is having none of that and decides to show each of them a night they're never going to forget. A gift of freedom. AU fic, featuring human-like characters. Sequel to A Lot Can Happen in Five Nights.

Synthetic Saga 1- Mike Schmidt is desperate. He's lost his job. The rent is piling up. He's on his last few dollars. He has no friends, he's unwilling to ask his family for help. Until he's apparently saved in the form of a new security job at a local pizzeria. On his first night working there, he learns there's a lot more than meets the eye about Freddy's. And it's not that bad

Astrea of Astora. A wanderer, a pilgrim from the Asylum sent off on some wish and whim from poetic bullshit spewing knight. She's cursed, she's hollowing, she doesn't know how long she has left. Might as well see if there's anything to this prophecy crap. Who knows? It might be fun. AU fic, based on Dark Souls 1. Rated M for language and violence.