yagami yato tsukishima kei

This is not my novel I copied it from somewhere else because I like the Webnovel format.

"Hehe, You look like crap." "So do you! Are you gonna help me kill this thing or are you gonna keep standing there all day, you smiling bastard!?" Kei grew up as an orphan within the walls of the Church. He thought of himself as pure trash, unwanted and unloved. That was until his world burnt to the ground, literally. Now Kei is on the run with Locke, a demon with a thing for trenchcoats, scarves, and black licorice. Kei is out to take names, kick-ass, and find out about his past.

“For centuries, Ryugen Shimuro has searched for peace among the stars. But Earth is a world of chaos, its people destroying themselves. When he intervenes, Fujimoto Kei rises as humanity’s last hope. As the two forces collide, the line between right and wrong blurs, and the fate of an entire planet hangs by a thread.”

What was above the soil? Fletcher Rowe, a good Fellden boy, often wondered. The Fellden were beings of pale white skin, silver hair, and one with an attunement to darkness. They built their empires beneath the soil by harnessing the power of metals and steam. However, not even their mechanical strengths were enough to win a war. Fletcher and his parents, who all wore the black suits provided for their protection, were seated in a passenger car of a steam-powered train. He was anxious but also excited. This train led to a whole new world with the promise of a better life. Maybe there, where the sun shined, he would find the two things that mattered: a place to call home and a normal life. *This is the 2nd of 4 one-shots before I get to the main story. The 1st is already up and called Killing Kei: Shotgun from the Sky. If you're interested, check it out~ https://ko-fi.com/theychimirollin

es de un joven qe rencarna en re zero con conocimiento y pide deseos para sobrebibir

Di usia empat puluh tahun, Gu Yifan merasa hidupnya sudah selesai. Sebagai sarjana yang gagal di setiap pintu kantor dan kini hanya berbicara pada dinding kosong sebagai YouTuber dengan dua penonton, ia adalah definisi nyata dari ketidakberdayaan. Ditambah lagi, ia membawa trauma masa muda yang mendalam setelah ditolak secara kejam oleh cinta pertamanya karena dianggap "tidak jujur pada diri sendiri." Yifan memilih untuk menarik diri dan hidup dalam bayang-bayang kesunyian gerbong kereta dan apartemennya yang sempit. Semua berubah ketika seorang gadis berusia sembilan belas tahun bernama Shen Yue tertidur di bahunya dalam kereta jalur Chuo. Dengan rambut unik setengah putih setengah biru serta gaun putih khas Jirai Kei, Shen Yue tampak mencolok di tengah kerumunan. Namun, di balik penampilannya yang eksentrik, Shen Yue menyimpan kerapuhan yang sama besarnya. Ia adalah mahasiswi seni yang terasing, berjuang melawan kecemasan hebat di bawah tekanan keluarga kaku yang ingin mengontrol seluruh hidupnya. Pertemuan yang canggung itu perlahan tumbuh menjadi ikatan yang lambat namun mendalam. Bersama-sama, mereka menghadapi pahitnya kenyataan hidup: algoritma internet yang kejam, komentar toxic, kembalinya bayang-bayang trauma masa lalu Yifan, hingga pandangan miring masyarakat tentang selisih usia mereka yang terpaut 21 tahun. Ini bukan sekadar kisah cinta biasa, melainkan kisah tentang dua jiwa yang retak yang saling menyembuhkan, membuktikan bahwa seseorang tidak perlu menjadi sempurna untuk layak dicintai dan menemukan jalan pulang.

Ghilo was tired of the Hopsch life. The Hopsch, a race of three to four feet tall rabbits, were proud and peaceful in their purpose as Time Keepers. The dangers the current war brought sparked interest but weren't enough to keep him in the safety of the Burrows. He thought the dull life, worse than a wet rag, could kiss his fluffy tuft tail. Wide-eyed on other people's paths through viewing their memories, Ghilo wanted to find his own path. There was an innocent hunger within that made him wonder... Would freedom taste as good as carrots? *This is the 1st of 4 one-shots before I get to the main story. The 2nd is already up and called Killing Kei: Dark Helmets in a Light Room. If you're interested, check it out~ https://ko-fi.com/theychimirollin

This is an Original Copyrighted Work. Lyon Sable had always strived to do two things, cultivate to become a great Kei Master and find out exactly what happened to his parents on the night they were killed and find who was responsible for killing them. What he could never have expected was to be thrust into not only a War of Intrigue between Continents but also fight Immortals, become best friends with a tree, find out whether the Universe itself is alive and much more. Prolog Below: "They should have known… Looking back it was obvious, wasn't it?" The man sighed... His sorrow was so profound that the world around him seemed to blacken. Even in the middle of the biggest Armageddon to have ever hit life on Theloniaum, that sound seemed to carry heavier than any blood in the wind. He had been a boy once. He had fought until he believed he became a man. And that man grew to be viewed a hero. Even in the midst of despair the hero persevered, fighting against all odds to become a living legend. Looking back at it all, he could almost laugh at the irony. It sounded like a glorious tale to those who didn't know. To others he was invincible, the final light in the dark of the night. Only he could tell, only he could know that while the legend may live, the man who made the legend was more uncertain than even the boy he had once been. Too many things had changed, too many people had been torn apart due to allegiance, lies, death and so much more. He was a legend amongst the many but understood by very few. A familiar tearing pain burst into life in the back of his mind. It seemed even that small consolation was good as gone now. Feeling a blaze burst to life in the back of his mind he smiled bloodily. It seemed part of his group had found more enemies. His smile turned deadly, they had finally found the origin of all this. Deciding to make one last gambit he stood, facing the sight of his own personal hellscape for what he sincerely hoped was the last time. Broken bodies lay scattered everywhere he looked. Some friends, many enemies, but all faces he once knew. The ruined landscapes were mutating as he watched. Fiendish Kei gathered in some spots where creatures began to form. Other areas erupted in great bouts of elemental Kei that left rapidly forming volcanos of various elements. He idly glanced at a shadow volcano that rumbled threateningly nearby. With a wave of his hand, it disappeared. His own eyes grew a shade darker, before he could do much more, a sudden feeling hit him. He looked up, fractals of energy swirling to life in his pupils. Mortal eyes witnessing what shouldn't be possible. The laws of causality bore down on him, ready to strike down the fool who thought to surpass reality. "I guess this was how it was always going to be", he chuckled, showing the first real trace of emotion on his face in an eternity. He lowered his head. Slowly, he walked through the carnage. Debris vanished in front of him, blood flowed around him, the ground itself shredded by the sharpness of his gaze. His presence shifted. Mist started condensing around him. The pressure he exerted growing a fold with every step. The unstable Kei energy in the surroundings went into complete chaos. Lightning, hail, fire, rocks and more started raining down all around. All at once he stopped. His head raised with agonizing slowness, seeming to be held down by some unseen weight. "Whether you are the Heavens, aliens, or something else it doesn't matter. You seem to have forsaken us. In that case, I shall let everything in existence hear your screams. For no one, not even the heavens above will decide my fate" the legend muttered. The world around him exploded, Kei screaming towards him from every direction to contain his figure. He took one last glance at the ruined surroundings and the energy rushing his way. He vanished before the energy could get close. The places above had challenged him for the last time, one way or the other.

After the Great Demon War, Kei Hawthorne finds himself fighting for his life and his village after fifteen years of peace from the demons. Finding a cure for his doomed state, Kei follows a strand of hope and embark on an epic journey with his sister Mana and his friend Ryle to find out how his journey is a part of a much grander design...

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?