bushin ashura

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.

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.

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?)

One solves everything with his fists. The other is terrified of his own shadow. Together, they are going to shake the heavens. ​In a world where Towers spawn randomly and monsters threaten humanity, the profession of Adventurer is the only one that matters. But for Asuke Mishima, a young man dreaming of the legendary Golden City, his complete lack of mana control is just a minor detail—one that can be solved with brute force. ​On the other side is Bel Lulu, a genius sniper paralyzed by panic, desperate to save his sister from a mysterious illness. ​Fate brings these two opposites together in front of a White Tower. What seemed like a suicide mission ends up awakening the legendary Kaminotachi—divine weapons granted only to those who achieve the impossible. ​Now, armed with the Ashura Gauntlets and the unerring aim of G.I.G.O.D, and accompanied by a 53-year-old ghost girl with attachment issues, they set off into the dangerous Sea of Clouds. ​They have no plan. They have no clue. But they have enough power to challenge the gods. ​An original Light Novel with illustrations by the author!

Um resolve tudo no soco. O outro morre de medo da própria sombra. Juntos, eles vão abalar os céus. ​No mundo onde Torres surgem aleatoriamente e monstros ameaçam a humanidade, a profissão de Aventureiro é a única que importa. Mas para Asuke Mishima, um jovem que sonha em encontrar a lendária Cidade Dourada, a falta de controle de mana é apenas um detalhe que se resolve com força bruta. ​Do outro lado está Bel Lulu, um atirador genial, mas paralisado pelo pânico e desesperado para salvar sua irmã de uma doença misteriosa. ​O destino une esses dois opostos na frente de uma Torre Branca. O que parecia uma missão suicida acaba despertando as lendárias Kaminotachi — armas divinas concedidas apenas aos que realizam o impossível. ​Agora, armados com as Manoplas de Ashura e a mira infalível da G.I.G.O.D, e acompanhados por uma fantasma de 53 anos com crises de carência, eles partem rumo ao perigoso Mar de Nuvens. ​Eles não têm um plano. Eles não têm noção. Mas eles têm poder suficiente para desafiar os deuses. ​Uma Light Novel original com ilustrações do autor!

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"

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?"