katana pulp fiction

Currently on Haitus Do you like soul eater? Then this is not for you. Do you like Pokemon? Then this is not for you Why? Because I put the fucking two!!! This is a Soul Eater and Pokemon mixed together with a bit of gore, this is a story of a man who has to get stronger, yeah it's cliche, so I beg you not to read it! This is all about fighting, fighting, fighting, fighting, a nonsense synopsis. Are you interested? Then go read it! Burn your eyes to the core then rate this one-star after, Gawdamit!! I don't accept any rating except one-star! If it's not one-star, then it's a troll! Show and Tell? I don't care about that, and for those who wanted to read an immersive plot, this story not for you!! ADVANCE SIXTEEN CHAPTERS: https://www.patreon.com/Puji_maki Warning: -I can't promise you high-quality content since I write two other stories, I can't put all my time here. - You may found some errors here in there but I'm confident that this novel will be readable. -If I don't like the performance of this novel, I will drop this after hundred chaps. -I only accept a one-star rating. -I will update 5× a week. -I will put all of my shit here in this story. - Please leave a shitty review.

On that day, the sun suddenly disappeared, the moon and stars following suit, a thick blanket of darkness cast over the planet. Humanity came face to face with its apocalypse, until something appeared, a gigantic bird, on its head a young man, injured, broken, his hair whipping in the wind. But he was still standing, not as humanity's savior or something special like that, but just a human, looking for something to take out his anger on. In his hand was a broken katana. The Katana which started everything, giving him power and pain in equal amounts. Axel hadn't really asked for this, all he wanted was a simple anime prop, a katana, but due to that order, he became a wielder, getting involved in a world of anima wielders - people with supernatural abilities. Soon he finds himself facing off against twisted abominations, wielders who are after the katana, forced into a battle for survival, while struggling to comprehend the powers awakening within him. And finally, the worst happened, something terrible arrived from the vastness of space, and to top it off, they're here for him…

i

Acquiring actual skills, interests and ideals... Is a hard task! How can you make sure, that everything you do is not an absolute waste of time, leading to less than nothing? Therefore, the main character of the story, the man affectionally called 'Nista' a name that, essentially, has no meaning, and "No meaning" is not the meaning of it either, obligates himself to nothing, aside from Visual novels! Reveling in his unemployed and severely uneducated life-style, refusing to go outside due to its dangers, the comfort of his life is challenged: unless poor Nista finds an actual job, his parents are going to stop sending him all the needed funds to slack away! So, o great' hero Nista... Can you depart on an adventure so dangerous, to seize the roots of a profession!?

I died, got reincarnated… and now I’m a magical sword and a system for a teenage disaster with anime protagonist syndrome. Kill me again. Elara, 35, had one goal left in life: quit her job without committing murder. Instead, she gets hit by a car and wakes up in a fantasy world where curses run rampant, teenagers are handed weapons, and every magical item has a built-in guidance system. The catch? She is the system. Not just a sword—no, no. She’s a Boss Babe Katana System: a sentient, overly complicated, stat-dumping, advice-giving talking blade with user interface issues and severe attitude problems. Now bound to Aiden, a 14-year-old chosen-one wannabe with too much confidence and not enough deodorant, Elara is stuck running real-time stat breakdowns, guiding his “hero journey,” and occasionally screaming “BAM!” when he swings her for dramatic effect. Her responsibilities include: Tracking his skill progress (ugh) Suggesting combat maneuvers (she won't) Unlocking legendary techniques (when she feels like it) Not actively encouraging him to commit crimes (no promises) Elara hates this. Aiden loves this. The world might just burn for it. A parody of every overdone anime reincarnation system trope, Boss Babe Katana System is a chaotic comedy filled with sass, stats, swearing, and a sword who just wants a damn nap.

When you get a jokingly accept a magical girl contract, what would you do? I realized I messed up but maybe my costume isn't that bad- OH GOD... Subtitle in the cover reads: "... A story about an idiot with the mentally disruptive powers of a magical girl. Just follow the fedoras, trench coats and katanas in this magical clusterfuck... [not a slash fic tho]" Release date: Tue, Thu, Sat This fiction is like an abridged show on magical girls. I will be parodying a lot of magical girl shit.

They feared her, adore her, and praise her. At a young age she learn all things that young people can't do. Learning how to use a guns, and learn how to fight some bad guys. Learning those things she met her bestfriend, her KATANA.

In the world filled with possessors of all sort only one can control the katana of darkness, Once hailed as the strongest by the army. The one who is said to be the strongest non-possessor. Now,Labelled as the traitor, betrayed by the ones he trusted, Lost the ones he loved filled with rage he walks on a path filled with blood to get his revenge.

A man displaced 1,000 years into a brutal, mecha-dominated future discovers a System containing the ghostly legacies of 10,000 universe-class pilots. Armed with a primordial "Flow" ability and the ruthless, analytical mind of a born strategist, he begins his climb from a scrap-heap scavenger to a galactic force. By training with these spectral masters and inheriting their skills, he learns to wield balanced mechas not as blunt weapons, but as instruments of supreme adaptability. His journey takes him from the rust-ring slums to elite academies, through interstellar wars, and into the politics of a 32-race galactic hierarchy, all while uncovering the dark truth behind the Echo Vault and his own anomalous existence. His goal: to synthesize all 10,000 legacies into a new, ultimate combat philosophy and become the keystone in a looming cosmic conflict.

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"