kengan ashura amv

In a world where ancient powers are buried beneath modern life, Ashura never expected destiny to choose him. After a mysterious artifact merges with his body during a job gone wrong, he becomes the last bearer of a power once used to protect humanity from destruction. Hunted by those who crave his power, Ashura embarks on a journey to uncover the truth behind his lineage and the artifact’s origin. Alongside his team, he must master the strength within — not for glory, but to save those he loves and restore balance to a world teetering on chaos. Courage. Sacrifice. Destiny. Ashura isn’t the chosen one… but he’ll fight like he is.

Hanagaki Youji, a dojo owner and a black belt Taekwondo expert was shot on the nape by an unknown killer leading to his miserable death in the streets, but then he finds himself as some miniscule monster that can be called a parasite in a different world. With a young female human as his host, how are they going to cooperate in this life? Disclaimer: Art is not mine. All other things such as characters, plot, stories and places are mine. Like any other novels I am to make, it's connected to the Azaverse. Author: If you liked my work, then don't hesitate to vote and or comment. It's encouraging seeing people actually read my novel. Please take into mind that it's my primary source of motivation to provide you with new chapters amongst my pile of work.

“Ajia no aoi akuma” The Blue Demon Of Asia, Tsukareta Senshi former world class martial artist, now working in finance under Nogi Hideki due to his want to avoid the dangerous world that lies just beneath martial arts, however his attempts to avoid the fights instead end up roping him into them.

Ken had to kill everyone in the town. He had made a deal. So, he started. First, he killed the priest. This was the man who said Ken should be beheaded. Next was the old woman. She had cheered the loudest. Then came his friends and neighbors. He also killed the schoolteacher. She had acted like she didn't see what was happening. With each death, a glowing mark appeared on Ken's chest. Each scream made a shadow behind a curtain grow stronger. But things felt wrong. As Ken killed more people, the world around him started to break apart. Reality seemed to glitch. When he looked in a mirror, his reflection didn't move with him. The stars in the sky changed their positions. They formed an eye that just stared. Then came the final sacrifice, the last living soul: his mother.

When the sky cracks open across the world, monsters pour through—dark, ancient, and unstoppable. In the chaos, 19-year-old Rudran discovers something even more terrifying: his shadow is alive—and it’s not just following him anymore. Touched by a force from beyond, Rudran is thrust into a world of awakening powers, deadly secrets, and violent creatures from fractured dimensions. But his gift feels more like a curse. His shadow obeys him... but it also hungers. As society collapses and hidden factions rise, Rudran must uncover the truth behind the Cracks—and the war between the forgotten Devas, Ashuras, and mankind. Ashura-Touched is a modern Indian fantasy blending myth, martial arts, and emotional struggle in a world where not all power is salvation.

Il fut un temps, il marchait parmi les hommes… Un guerrier comme nul autre. Honoré par les peuples, aimé des innocents, craint des monstres. Ashura, c’était son nom. Il n’était ni roi, ni prophète, mais il protégeait le monde mieux que tous les dieux réunis. > Et c’est justement pour cela… qu’ils le haïssaient. > Les dieux, assis sur leurs trônes d’or et d’arrogance, voyaient en lui une menace, une anomalie. L’humanité n’avait plus besoin de prières. Elle avait lui. > Alors ils l’ont effacé. > Pas tué — non. Effacé. Son nom, ses exploits, son visage, ses souvenirs. Rayé du monde, du temps… et même du cœur des hommes. Mais ce qu’ils ont oublié… C’est qu’on ne peut pas tuer ce qui refuse de mourir. > Aujourd’hui, il marche à nouveau. Pas pour protéger. Mais pour se venger. > Il n’est plus l’élu des hommes. Il est le maudit des dieux.

When the strongest masters in history descend upon the slaughterhouse of Kengan — Kōetsuji Akisame: "Kid, I am your first master." Kushinada Mikumo: "Young man, do you desire immortality?" Furinji Hayato: "Defeat me, and you will be the strongest in history!" ... Besides the masters, there are beauties — Ma Renka, Tenma Nozomi, Lee Yuzuha, Sakura Hibiki... Kudō Taiki, a very ordinary second-generation heir of a multinational corporation, whose only hobby is martial arts, encounters the strongest masters in history. Shen Wulong, are you ready to face the strongest challenge in history? The "Kengan" worldview, including "Kenichi: The Mightiest Disciple" and "How Heavy Are the Dumbbells You Lift?". For the sake of plot arrangement, the timeline has been slightly adjusted.

Roughly a hundred years ago exist The Shura Tribe, where war is their everyday life, they possess great physical strength and overflowing mana that exceeds even the Elf’s, The Chieftains of the tribe are called “Ashura”, to earn it requires great power as it is difficult to obtain, they fought side by sides with the other races, against the Humans, filled with greed they wanted to destroy and enslave the other races, Elves, Dwarves, Sirens, Dragoids(half-human,half-dragons), Beastmans, Even demons are their target, Shura is a different kind of race which is also their target, But Shuras have low birth rate due to the low numbers of female shuras and Male Shuras have a taboo on having kids with other races, This is The Story of The Last Shura(or is it?)

Before marrying Silas, Joyce had only met him three times. A marriage of convenience, a secret agreement, for a term of three years. She's fresh off a heartbreak — the man she chased for years told her they "weren't a good match." Silas has his own baggage: rumor says he's still hung up on a white moonlight who happens to look just like Joyce. So that's all she is. A substitute. ** In the second year of their marriage, on Joyce's birthday, she drank too much and, in front of everyone, tugged on his tie, pinning him underneath her: "You look... a lot like my husband." The Thorne family's second master, known for being rational and unfeeling, was flustered by her that night. He leaned in close to her ear and coaxed in a low voice, "Be good." The next day Joyce woke up to find her lips were swollen. This… Who did this! When she went to question him, she discovered Silas's lip was bitten. He stared at her and said slowly, "You crossed the line first." ** The scandal leaked. At a party, her ex-boyfriend stepped in: "She's mine. Who dares talk?" Then Silas walked in. The room went silent. "Yours? Since when?" "Joyce, tell me. Whose are you?" So much for the secret marriage. So much for being a substitute. This was supposed to be fake… wasn't it?

Fu Xiaoxiao transmigrates into a book and immediately faces the crisis of being sent to the countryside. As the unloved middle child, her younger sister is the one meant to go — but her mother transfers her job to the sister instead. A disaster of a start. To avoid being sent away, she has to marry within seven days. She meets a few ordinary men and decides she'd rather go to the countryside. Then she runs into a neighbor who's also looking for a spouse — and his conditions are surprisingly good. A dowry of three hundred? Bicycles and a radio? Just take care of the kids, and separate rooms are fine? The others may pass, but she won't. Every day is a battle of wits with the two kids. Life is eventful, she gets a salary every month, and the boss is never home. Absolutely perfect. Except... wasn't this big shot supposed to be infertile? Then why does he keep strutting around naked in front of her? She has professional ethics. She won't be seduced by a good body. Hmph. Men only slow down her sword swing. Lu Feng grits his teeth at Fu Xiaoxiao, who remains completely unmoved by his countless attempts to seduce her, and traps her in his arms. "Boss, let's talk this through. I know forty a month is a bit much — how about... five less?" Trapped in his embrace, Fu Xiaoxiao thinks he's unhappy with her high salary and starts bargaining. "I'm giving myself to you for free." Lu Feng grinds out through clenched teeth. This woman has no heart. "...Can I say no?" Fu Xiaoxiao swallows, staring at the washboard abs so close. "Such a good deal — are you sure you don't want it?" Lu Feng squints, tempting her. "Fine." A fool turns down a bargain.