katana kabanata

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…

"Sa bawat kuwento ay may kani-kaniyang kabanata." -Diego Guevarra

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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.

[Hidebound Older Man VS Two-Faced Heiress: Daddy-Type + Seductress + An Old House on Fire] Everyone in Aethelgard says, a man should marry a woman from the West Family. The eldest daughter of the West Family is gentle and virtuous, a sought-after prize in high society. On the eve of her engagement. Her fiancé cheated on her. Willow West, having played the good girl for so long, decides she's done pretending. Fueled by alcohol, she finds a handsome man. Just one wall away from the scumbag ex and his mistress. The next day, she wakes up to her world collapsing. She had slept with the circle's famous 'older man'—Aiden Pierce, her dear uncle's best friend. Her impression of Aiden Pierce wasn't very good. Years ago, when she was having her first romance, she had tried to sneak a kiss with her young boyfriend, only for Aiden Pierce to report her to her uncle before their lips could even meet. The Aiden Pierce of today is even more dull—celibate and restrained, with everyone from his secretary to his assistant being male, and zero romantic scandals to his name. He's nothing short of a hidebound traditionalist! Willow West wants to escape. Aiden Pierce's well-defined hand grips her chin. "Miss West, a man's virtue is still virtue. You must take responsibility for me." * Aiden Pierce, who had practiced self-restraint for thirty years, was captured by Willow West—a woman gentle and demure in public, yet passionate and daring in private. Everyone thought Willow West was a good girl. Only Aiden Pierce knew that behind closed doors, the young woman not only smoked and drank but was also a cool, badass biker. * The assistant has recently noticed a change in the workaholic President Pierce. Not only is he hitting the gym three times a week, but his style has also shifted from uniform high-end suits to a different streetwear brand for every day of the week. His once stern and unsmiling face now frequently breaks into a smile. Even his eternally unchanged screensaver has been replaced. It's now a picture of a sexy, wavy-haired beauty in a black biker suit, holding a cigarette and sitting on a motorcycle!