eisenhorn graphic novel

A story compilation of the love journey of an Accountant and a Graphic Designer

Durantes décadas, seis novos governantes eram escolhidos para guiar seu povo. Durante centenas de anos os Seis anéis eram pessoas boas que queriam ver a sociedade prosperar, acostumados com a bondade sempre os rodeando, os seres humanos deixaram os Seis anéis muito confortáveis em seus tronos. Hoje se inicia um novo período, os chamados heróis do mundo, hoje são seis políticos com grande poder e influencia no mundo, e não pensam mais em nada a não ser riquezas que podem ser conquistas através de uma imagem falsa.

A story written by @the.boble (with bobskittle as the publisher.) Haise kun is a second year at TTMSHS. His dream is to become the greatest hooper the world has ever seen. Except one problem. He’s an overthinker. Follow Haise kun and his wacky antics as he tries to overcome his overthinking and hopefully meet an irl waifu on the way.

Eislyn Winsel died ending the war between an empire and a kingdom in Avalan. Unbeknowst to everyone, her soul escaped death and found a home in another world, Earth. Losing all of her memories and living an ordinary life as a student, she thought her mundane peace would last a lifetime. Who could have imagined a moment of impulse ruined it all, a suspicious light led her back into the world of Avalan unlocking the lost memories inside her. Meeting familiar faces left and right, she did not want to recognise relatives! Eislyn, who? Her name was Leilynn Weiss. Null magic? That was just your imagination, she was magicless. Still convinced she was Eislyn Winsel? Fine, you win, she was actually her secret child!

Neisan un adolescente de 15 años inicia su último curso antes de viajar a la región de los demonios. El último curso comienza, y en él conoce a Estela, una linda pero fría chica con la que hará equipo durante el resto del año, y a Sheila la compañera de su mejor amigo, Shadow. Al igual que cada año los cinco mejores alumnos de cada preparatoria se enfrentan en un torneo. Este año al igual que los anteriores se entregaron dos cada año, este año al ser el centenario torneo que se realiza, decidieron dar un premio especial. Lo que no pensaron fue que ese premio atraera a aquel misterioso hombre enmascarado. Nadie pudo detenerlo, su poder era inmenso, tenía todo planeado de antemano. Quién imaginaría que algo así pudiera suceder.

Dangerous and bold, she sought to seek revenge for her parents death. She knew their death was intentional and she was ready to go the extra mile to find their killer. Along the line, she found rivals and enemies who would risk everything for me but lies, deception and the problems in their family found way to threaten their friendship as each one of them had a secret. Especially her whose whole existence was a farce to keep the enemy away. But she ended up drawing the enemy closer without knowing. She had a lot to do. And she had to do it fast before things would get completely out of hand.

In a world shaped by gods, sins, and legends too terrifying to be spoken aloud, destiny does not choose heroes — it brands survivors. Duran is nothing more than a quiet village boy living on the fringes of Asteia, far from kings, magic academies, and the catastrophic battles that shaped history. He dreams of nothing grand — only a simple life with the people he loves. That life ends in a single night. When an unknown force annihilates his village, leaving only ash and silence behind, Now a new Duran awakens amid the ruins with a burning sigil seared into his soul — a mark older than kingdoms, older than myths. The Mark of Aleis. As the mark begins to awaken, Duran’s body struggles to contain fragments of impossible power — fire that devours existence, chaos that fractures reality, and soul-force that defies death itself. Each awakening threatens to destroy him from within. But power is never given freely. Hunted by beings who know and fear his power, pursued by cults who worship him, and watched by ancient beings who remember the last time the world burned, Duran is forced onto a journey across a continent steeped in forgotten wars and sealed horrors. Along the way he must confront: relics tied to the Seven Sins, the meaning of the strongest and the terrifying reality that his power was never meant to save the world… …but to restore its greatest destroyer.

WARNUNG: REIFE INHALTE Ein ungerechtfertigter Tod, eine beispiellose Wiedergeburt, zwei Männer, die um ihre Liebe kämpfen. Elizes Leben war von Anfang an nicht einfach, aber jetzt muss sie gegen ihr eigenes Schicksal kämpfen. Wird sie zu dem zurückkehren wollen, was ihr gehörte? Oder wird sie es vorziehen, es zu ignorieren? Ist sie stark genug, um sich ihrem Schicksal zu stellen? Und was ist mit der Liebe? EINBLICKE (P.S. Enthält Spoiler, lesen auf eigene Gefahr): Als sie sich der Tür näherte, konnte sie deutlich zwei Männer streiten hören: "Ich schwöre, wenn du einen Finger anlegst-" Tief durchatmen. Elize wiederholte es für sich selbst, als sie die Tür öffnete. Zwei Köpfe drehten sich blitzschnell in ihre Richtung vom Korridor aus, zu dem die Tür führte. Das Gespräch zwischen ihnen schien mit ihrer Anwesenheit verstummt zu sein. Einer der beiden großen Männer trat auf sie zu. Ein animalisches Knurren ging von seinem Körper aus. Eelize verengte ihre Augen und wollte gerade etwas sagen, als sie es bemerkte. Diese Augen. Diese gleichen blauen Augen! ********* "Wer ist da?!" fragte sie laut, unfähig, jemanden zu finden. 'Du bist endlich gekommen.' Die Stimme antwortete mit einem Hauch von Freude im Ton. Sie schluckte nervös ihren Speichel. "Wer- wer ist da?!" stotterte Elize. 'Ich bin das, was dir fehlt.' Die Stimme antwortete ruhig. "Hä?" 'Da unsere Zeit noch nicht gekommen ist, eins zu werden, warum, darf ich fragen, bist du hier?' fragte die Stimme. "Ich äh.." sagte sie geistesabwesend. 'Lass uns unsere Bindung mit einem Wunsch besiegeln, damit ich dich als meinen Meister akzeptieren kann.' Die Stimme sprach mit viel Enthusiasmus. ****** "Hasst du mich, Elize?" fragte er mit einem Schmollen. Eelize behielt ihr Pokerface bei. Sie würde nicht darauf hereinfallen, egal wie süß er zu handeln versuchte, dachte sie bei sich. "Nein, tue ich nicht, Sir. Ich kenne Sie nicht einmal." antwortete sie gleichgültig. "Autsch. Das tat weh." sagte er und griff sich an die Stelle über seinem Herzen. Eelize schnaubte und verdrehte die Augen. "Haben Sie wirklich etwas zu sagen oder soll ich später wiederkommen?" fragte sie und verschränkte die Arme vor der Brust. "Würdest du später zu mir zurückkommen, aus freien Stücken?" neckte er und kam ihr fast nahe. "Das ist nicht, was ich-" Das Lachen des Kelpie unterbrach sie. "Du bist so süß, wenn du das machst. Es macht mich Lust, dich zu beißen." sagte er und leckte sich die Lippen, seine nasse Zunge glitt langsam über seine feuchten Lippen und machte eine Show aus dem Prozess.

Before Feng Yi ascended the throne, no one wanted to marry this prince who lacked presence and was out of favor. After his ascension, the harem was filled with the daughters of high-ranking court officials. They were an eyesore to look at and vexing to deal with. He felt that even favoring them would defile his own dragon body. He decided to choose a woman with a fiery, arrogant, domineering, and jealous nature to enter the palace, to cast all this "trash" into the Cold Palace on his behalf. Song Yunzhao had transmigrated to ancient times for fourteen years, all the while laying low and just trying to get by. She was just waiting for the plot to begin, then she would transform into a villainess—arrogant, domineering, fiery, and jealous—so that she would be rejected from the selection and could then choose a husband to live a carefree and happy life with. Later, Song Yunzhao watched as His Majesty smiled at her with immense indulgence and said, "Zhaozhao, come here." Song Yunzhao immediately felt that something was terribly wrong, a chill running up from the soles of her feet. The damned Emperor wore a gentle expression, but his eyes were as cold as ice; he clearly wanted to use her as his blade!

In her past life, Tang Mo accidentally lost her own Space Jade Pendant when the apocalypse began, losing her biggest golden finger. Afterwards, her superpower training went awry, she lost her loved ones, suffered from ostracization, and utterly ruined the good hand she was dealt, ultimately dying at the mouths of mutant beasts. Opening her eyes again, Tang Mo was reborn one week before the start of the apocalypse. None of the tragedies has happened yet! How will she seize the opportunity and walk her own path to becoming a powerful figure in the apocalypse?