What exactly a Diver is to do when a force with a sick sense of humor decides to toss her off to a world where half of humanity is worth less than the dirt they die on, and the only hope for a red planet is a reckless band of orphans who fight with the help of demons from the past? Why... Raise hell, of course!

Turns out that when you have too much fun with dueling, you attract the attention of some weirds things. And these weird things end up putting you into some very "special" games. But hey, a duelist's gotta do what a duelist's gotta do! So let's do this! Game set, Duel ready! - Yu-Gi-Oh! GX Self-Insert fic, altered canon!

To Frontier Town rode a stranger one fine day. Hardly spoke to folks around her, didn't have too much to say. No one dared to ask her business, no one dared to make a slip. For the stranger there among them had a big iron on her hip.

A narrow escape sees an entire fleet of the Militia Army dragged from the Frontier and into a galaxy far, far away. And it seems in the end, war awaits them no matter the destination. But the Sentinel Corps are steadfast, and Commander Elyse will make sure her people prevail. After all, they have the help of Titans... But will it be enough?

A weapon, a warrior, a soldier, a blade. He had spent years in struggle and combat, and wished only to rest. His respite is given, and cut short just as quickly. But his battlefield is now far away, and his enemies from even further beyond. His name is Excalibur, and he was the first Tenno. He will be so again.

The guardian of the First Flame was felled, and their duty had been finished. Yet now, they hold the Flame once more, and upon a land where fire is not a gift of the heavens. And amidst this darkened land, where horrors worse than Humanity prowl, their path crosses with that of a black swordsman... One who holds the flame of vengeance upon his heart.