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Marguerite is oblivious as she folds Arthmael's body into beautiful silhouettes. Following the familiar choreography, she dances relentlessly.

Grand Jete! Penche! followed by a series of graceful pas de chats. All concatenated in front of the enthralled emperor.

When the music reaches the outro in a full stop, Marguerite falls gracefully on the floor in a pose. She stays there and waits for the king to tell her she can leave.

She stays on the ground for a long time but hears nothing from him. Wondering if she did anything wrong, she wants to lift her head to look at the king's face, but quickly remembers the warning he gave her. If she disrespects him any further, who knows what he might do to her.

She suddenly feels her chin being lifted, her eyes meet the hazels of Demian. She forgets to breathe and falls from her pose onto the floor. She doesn't have time to regain her senses before two strong arms lift her off the floor.

She is about to question him on his weird behaviour when her mouth is suddenly covered by his in a kiss.

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Marguerite is very talented. She has a beautiful voice, a great passion for music and various talents in the arts. Unfortunately, her bright future gets compromised when she is forced to leave her world to fulfill the wish of someone else. Marguerite wanting to go home as soon as possible, accepts. However things turn out quite unexpected for her.

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With the arrival of the steampunk industrial revolution, the most dazzling thing was definitely the supernatural steam alchemy that carried the traits of the current era.
A large number of machines were continuously being created by alchemists.
Among them, the ones with the power to kill were "guns" and "cannons".
When enemy troops carried sufficient guns, bullets, cannons, and tanks, it ended the age of knights and horses, replaced by the new era of steel and iron.
The rise of the supernatural steam revolution also brought a rise of interest in supernatural powers. Many new extraordinary supernatural classes had entered the stage of history.
Similarly, some ancient classes also stepped onto the new stage, radiating with light that had never been seen before.
Mages were such existences.
According to the different sources of power, mages were classified into four specializations: Elementalist, Summoner, Spellcaster, and Priest.
Elementalists gained their power from natural elements. They were able to sense and manipulate all sorts of elements. They could even use the natural power of the world to form powerful elemental spells. At this point, some would realize…
Indeed, in the olden days, Elementalists had been akin to mages.
The Summoner used contracts, spiritual bindings, summons, and other methods to call forth strong lifeforms from other worlds to fight for oneself.
Through the possession of powerful, peculiar, and mysterious spells, Spellcasters could use their own origin pool as the source of energy to unleash powerful and quick attacks.
And finally, there were Priests. Other than those devotees who were nurtured by the Churches, nobody would pick this path of their own accord. Priests relied on their contribution and faith to gain the power granted by deities.
Even though they could obtain extraordinary power in a short period of time, become extremely quick at recovery, or even have great strength granted by deities, borrowed power still had lots of limitations after all. Together with the suppression of the imperial ruler and other supernatural forces towards them, more and more people avoided the path of faith.
As for Gurney, he was obviously going on the path of a Spellcaster.
...
Sugar Supernatural Academy.
Ourock Tower, sixth-floor classroom.
Compared to the normal dome-shaped classroom, this Ourock Tower's sixth-floor classroom was narrower and smaller.
There were only 16 students here.
Ourock, who had white hair, presbyopia glasses, and was wearing a gray wizard's hat, was talking intently about the unified theory of spells.
"The most important core of a Spellcaster is to strike quickly and efficiently. As for how we can achieve this… Yulair, come and explain the three basic aspects." Ourock's gaze swept past everyone and landed on Yulair.
"Silent cast, quick cast, multi-cast," Yulair got up and answered without having to think.
"Mm! This is the basics. It is also the truth that you must engrave into your souls." Ourock nodded, waving his hand to indicate that Yulair could sit. "When a Spellcaster chants his spells, time is needed. If you do not want your enemies to approach you and slit your throat while you're chanting, you need to use the soul power inside your soul and create sufficient silent-cast runes, quick-cast runes, and also multi-cast runes. That will be the key factor deciding your life and death."
Gurney who was at the corner listened and wrote notes while thinking to himself, Even though we all know that quick-cast, silent-cast, and multi-cast runes are important… The difficulty of creating these runes is not even close to easy at all!
The supernatural class, Spellcaster.
They wanted to use powerful and fast spells.
Thus, quick-cast, silent-cast, and multi-cast runes were all necessary.
Among which, silent-cast runes were the most important among the three runes; it was the core rune in fact. The effect of a silent-cast rune was to reduce the chanting of spell syllables.
A standard low-tier supernatural spell had four syllables, and each syllable took roughly 0.25 seconds to chant. Thus, a low-tier supernatural spell would take one second to chant, aim, and fire.
But if your mental strength was high enough and you had sufficient talent in magecraft, you could create a silent-cast rune.
Then congratulations were in order. This silent-cast rune would allow you to chant one fewer syllable of the spell. When you complete the chanting of three of the four syllables of this supernatural spell, the silent-cast rune would automatically light up and complete the chanting for you. Thus, you would only need 0.75 seconds to complete the chanting, aiming, and firing of the spell.
And if you had two silent-cast runes, in theory, your low-tier supernatural spell would only take 0.5 seconds to cast.
And if you went further to create three silent-cast runes, then this low-tier supernatural spell would only take 0.25 seconds.
It was already very fast to cast one low-tier supernatural spell in 0.25 seconds.
But if you went one step further on this basis… 
Well, what would happen if a person had four silent-cast runes?
Indeed, their spell would cast instantly!
There would not be a need to chant the spell. With just a thought, the spell could be cast.
Instantly casting low-tier supernatural spells, it was something that every Spellcaster dreamed of doing.
But the problem was, were silent-cast runes easy to create?
The answer was, even though many Spellcasters wanted to achieve the dream of instant casting, it was too far beyond their sights.
Gurney thought to himself, That incomplete supernatural spell scroll was damaged, so it had the effect of torturing and refining my soul, causing me to benefit instead and obtain an extraordinarily strong soul. It was also because I have a pretty good talent in magecraft.
These four months, after painstaking cultivation, I managed to create four silent-cast runes. In this classroom, other than those talented two, the affluent Yulair and Yanny, who had created one or two silent-cast runes, everyone else does not even have a single silent-cast rune. With sufficient talent and resources, they should be able to create one or two quick-cast runes. As for those without talent or resources, they can only walk on the despairing path of multi-cast runes and slowly develop themselves.
Yes.
Even those affluent aristocrats with sufficient resources could still face immense trouble when trying to create silent-cast runes. Furthermore, it got harder as they progressed.
There was still hope for one or two runes, but three or four of them was basically impossible.
Silent-cast runes were very useful without doubt, but they were also extremely hard to create. Compared to creating the highly difficult silent-cast rune, quick-cast and multi-cast runes were much easier.
The quick-cast rune. As the name suggested, it could increase the speed of casting spells. Each quick-cast rune could raise the speed by a certain percentage. More specifically, each quick-cast rune could raise the chanting speed by 10%. Ten quick cast runes could raise the chanting speed by 100%; that was the same as cutting the chanting time in half.
However, no matter how many quick-cast runes were created, it was almost impossible to reach instant cast.
Thus, the trait of the quick-cast rune made it inferior to the silent-cast rune, but this did not mean that they were not useful.
Taking the Spellcaster class as an example, quick-cast runes far surpassed silent-cast runes in practical use. Because in the Spellcaster class, low-tier spells had four to six syllables; mid-tier spells had six to 10 syllables, and high-tier spells had 10 to 14 syllables.
Evidently, even those high-tier Spellcasters or even the Grand Spellcasters who were tier seven and above could not create six or seven silent-cast runes, not to mention 10.
But if you had 10 quick cast runes instead, along with four silent-cast runes, then for a peak high-tier spell with 14 syllables, the four silent-cast runes would first eliminate four syllables, while the 10 quick-cast runes would raise the chanting speed by 100%.
Then, this peak high-tier spell would only need five syllables worth of time (or 1.25 seconds) to cast. That was quite good as well.
Runes were not independent of each other from the start; they were meant to be used together.


While a certain young man hides in a certain Ruins City, wanting to become a tanky mage through passive farming.
Mages should focus on learning more spells and magic? There is no time to invest in body strengthening? Mages are defenseless when they run out of mana? None of these are a problem for Gurney and his Passive Farming System. Through the system, Gurney trains both his body and mind at the same time, he goes beyond the limits and logic of an ordinary mage. This is a mage who casts spells while tanking hits, his recovery speed surpasses even warriors and knights. This is the journey of a vigilant and careful mage who grows tankier and tankier.
…
With the rising waves of darkness, the steampunk steel ship sets sail on a journey and adventure.
Whales sink to the depths of the sea, sirens sing with beautiful voices, calling out to the Transcendent sailors who hunt for mermaids.
The mysterious Time Hunters who obey the ancient rules search for their prey.
He who bears the title of “Hero” carries the burden of fate as he steps on the road to write a new page of history.
Ancient “Sealed Ones” rush to break out of their imprisonment, wanting to create and release new “Supernatural Memetics”.
The combination of steam technology and supernatural powers bring forth the era of “Transcendent Genetic Warriors”.
Infant dragons who have just hatched watch as the Dragon Slayer digs out their mother’s heart from her body.
Calamity level lifeforms sharpen their blades, stepping into the stage of this extraordinary era.
The tides of the era surge and swirl, bringing along the mysterious fog of darkness…
The indescribable existence nurtures and grows…
Along with the stare of the Abyss…
…
Welcome to the Supernatural Steampunk Era!

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Thales gazed at the emotionally unstable man before his eyes. Quick Rope's chest was heaving. Thales did not speak for a long time.
"You care a lot about them…"
Thales' gaze did not move. "Your father and elder brother."
Quick Rope froze for a moment.
His gaze dimmed.
"Do you have family members, Thales?"
Thales pursed his lips.
'Family members.'
A feeling he could not put into words surged through his mind.
'According to those memory fragments, I probably do.
'But here…'
Quick Rope arched an eyebrow as he remembered something.
"Sorry, I forgot." Quick Rope waved his hand under the dim light and flashed an apologetic smile. "Of course, that's what made you the only heir. You have a delicate status and you're forced to be the center of attention of all parties."
Thales nodded without a word.
"But I do."
Quick Rope's smile slowly faded. "Ever since the day I could remember, I was told that I had a wise, might father and an exemplary brother.
"My father was very strict and cold. As the king of the entire Kingdom of the Great Dragon, he always had endless governmental affairs to deal with. Additionally, the reasons he gave for the things he did were always irrefutable.
"On the other hand, my elder brother was very outstanding. He was dazzling, bold, and battle-seasoned. His prestige was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people."
Quick Rope shifted his shoulders, and his face was hidden in the darkness where the light from the flame could not reach. His expression could not be distinguished. "As for me, King Nuven's second son and Prince Soria's younger brother…"
He was silent for a while before he lifted his head.
"Thales, for eighteen years, the pitiful second son could only live in the shadows of his outstanding father and elder brother. I ran after their footsteps and ran after their world. But no matter how hard I worked, how good I was in my studies, how eloquently I spoke during banquets, and how many preys I hunted…"
Quick Rope paused for a short moment.
Thales listened attentively, but Quick Rope chuckled, as though he disagreed with what he just said.
"Then, Ginghes told me…"
The light from his lamp was reflected off his eyes, and in them was an indescribable emotion.
"I'm his brother; I was born to assist him and serve him while he ruled. Soria was fated to become the Archduke of Dragon Clouds City and even the King of Eckstedt. In contrast, I had to respect, follow and be loyal to him from the bottom of my heart, becoming his assistant as well as helper.
"I could only finish my studies, grow up and reach adulthood while I behaved and kept proper conduct. I had to become an ordinary and plain Northland noble who was neither outstanding nor lousy. That was enough."
Quick Rope inhaled deeply, and there was a barely-noticeable mocking tone in his voice.
"As the younger brother of the future king, once I reached adulthood, I would be given full ownership of a small land after I am conferred the title of baron or viscount. I would have my own family name and my own family as I bask in the glory of being an offshoot of the Dragon Spear Family. Or, I would become a chess piece for a political marriage and get married, have children, grow old and die under the king's watchful eyes. Then I would just wait for the later generation to write my name in the family archives of both families.
"Any behavior they considered overstepping my boundaries was wrong, and any disrespectful thought was a crime. If I appeared too extraordinary or remarkable, people would suspect that I was being goaded to do so by deceitful and untrustworthy officials hidden in the dark."
Thales looked at Quick Rope as he tried his best to imagine how the former Prince Moriah was like.
Quick Rope returned to his aloof self and said without any shred of emotion, "That was the first half of my life, or the life I once thought I would have."
There was silence.
"However, that did not continue." In the silence, Thales spoke in a soft voice, "Accidents always happen all of a sudden."
Quick Rope turned to Thales and curled up the corners of his lips a little.
"Yes, it's exactly as you think," the former prince faintly said.
"Eighteen years ago on the night before the war, when I was sleeping, Nicholas and his guards brought me out of the castle in my rural territory. It was the place I thought I would grow old and die in. But they took me back to Dragon Clouds City."
Quick Rope's gaze froze, and his voice was empty.
"Soria lay there."
Thales sighed and recalled what many people said about Nuven's eldest son.
"Yes, that Soria. The elder brother I once regarded with deep respect and awe, the one who made me ashamed of my own unworthiness, and whom I was resentful towards, was lying down quietly in the Hall of Heroes just like that. He was not moving at all. His face was pale, and gold coins covered his eyes. Meanwhile, there was a longsword in his hands.
"Our age gap was really big, and we didn't usually talk to each other that much. Yet, that moment felt like the closest I had ever been to him, and we were no longer estranged."
In a dull manner, Quick Rope said, "That day, my father, who once cut a bold and heroic figure, seemed to have suddenly aged by twenty years. He said many things to his second son, whom he had always been indifferent towards and let do whatever he wanted. He spoke of the king's power, the relationship between the archdukes, their attitudes towards their vassals, and the impending war… But I wasn't able to take in anything; my mind was filled with Soria's pale face.
"That night, I became the heir to the throne."
Thales sighed softly. For some reason, he thought of the day he was recognized as the Second Prince of Constellation in Renaissance Palace.
"During the first ten or so years of your life, everyone reprimanded you and made you a submissive, obedient teenager who couldn't even go the slightest bit out of line. But after one night, all of them then turned and forced you to become a brilliant, majestic prince."
Quick Rope's tone was dull and lifeless. There was a hint of mockery in his words. "This damned fate. After I experienced confusion, envy, jealousy, hatred, pain, indignance, and eventually gave up, fate toyed with me again, as though my life is a dramatic play or something."
He sneered.
"Did you know what I saw in that hell when I sat in that seat?"
Thales lifted his head and looked straight into Quick Rope's eyes.
"The twisted nature of man," the former Prince Moriah uttered these words with a cold expression.
"At some point in time, Conkray Poffret, the once simple-minded boy from Beacon Illumination City who grew up together with me became paranoid. It seemed like he had many things weighing on his mind. When he spoke, he was secretive, pretentious, and civil.
"I tried to approach him as a friend, but… ever since Conkray's grandfather and father passed away, and he became the young Archduke of Beacon Illumination City, and ever since I became the heir to Dragon Clouds City, his gaze towards me had been filled with something I could not decipher."
Thales furrowed his eyebrows. Archduke Poffret's hysterical and pained confession towards the end of the duel crossed his mind.
"I persuaded my father against irritating and provoking him. I took the initiative and offered to convince Beacon Illumination City to become allies with us." Quick Rope trembled a little.
"Yet, no matter how hard I tried, how hard I expressed my sincerity as well as regret, and how I guaranteed that I would… There was no more warmth in Conkray's smile.
"Hatred, envy, and madness... That was all I could decipher from him. It was no longer possible for us to drink without any grudges between us like we used to in the past."
His last few sentences were extremely bleak.
"As for Chapman Lampard, the first time I saw him after the war, I understood something of importance."
Quick Rope chuckled. "My cousin brother, Chapman, who used to be level-headed, gentle, and well-behaved ceased to exist anymore. There was only a dead look in his eyes, along with pain, emptiness, and coldness. Only the taciturn and quiet Archduke of Black Sand Region was left in his body. It was as if the souls of his deceased family members still hung over his head, and they refused to leave.
"Every time I talked to him, a chill ran down my spine, even if it wasn't cold. Either I was talking to a dead person, or in his eyes, I was the dead one."
Thales thought of the Archduke of Black Sand Region. He remembered how the archduke's would vary between shades of brightness and darkness under the illumination of fire, and he clenched his fists.
"They were all twisted, Thales, twisted," Quick Rope's voice echoed in the room.
"All of them, including my father and elder brother, were twisted and held captive, Thales. They were held captive and enslaved by power. They lost themselves because of power."
The former Prince of Eckstedt coldly said, "They became something else while they were bound by those shackles. They were apathetic tools, cold-blooded scums, and paranoid tyrants. They were everything but themselves."
Thales was taken aback.
A conversation he had a long time ago with someone else echoed in his mind again.
'"The things that are truly scary and terrifying are not the calamities."'
'"But ourselves."'
'"To what extent will we normal people fall for the existence of these so-called calamities? How much will we degenerate, and how much of our morals will we sacrifice?"'
Quick Rope's tone became hurried.
"Thales, if you want to enter this circle and even climb to the top, the first thing you have to is to submit to power and let go of your body and mind. You have to let its world and its perception of the world rule every single inch of your being. You have to become someone that even you can't recognize. Only by doing so will you be able to start playing the game and excel in it.
"I heard that they found you from among the commoners, Thales," Quick Rope called out to him softly, jolting the absentminded Thales out of his thoughts.
"If that's the case, think carefully about what sort of person you've become after taking the role of a prince.
"Can you still choose your own path and do what you want to do?"
Quick Rope's words were like a sharp knife, stabbing straight into Thales' heart. "After becoming a prince, are you still yourself? Are you still Thales?
"Or have you… become something else?
"What have you gained, and what have you lost?"
Thales listened quietly.
'"You know, I suddenly realized that I... I almost can't recognize you anymore."'
'"Hahahaha… It's not just you. A lot of times, when I stare at the man in the mirror… I almost can't recognize… who he is."
When he thought of this, he subconsciously reached behind his back and gripped JC's dagger tightly.
The dagger he brought over from the Abandoned House...
His past...
A few seconds later, Thales shook his head with a dreary expression.
"I don't know," he said
"What do you think?" he forced those words out of his mouth.
Quick Rope smiled.
"Just like you..." The former prince tapped the wall and leaned stiffly against it. "I don't know either.
"But I know… how it will end."
Quick Rope's gaze was focused, and his eyes sparkled brightly.
"I don't know how Soria died, and no one told me what that suspicious hunting trip was about. However, ever since I became the damned heir, I felt that I understood one fact: Soria was fated to die.
"Not because of a certain person, conspiracy or accident. It was due to his position. Even more so, it was due to him being born to tread this path and live in this environment. His resolution, callousness, and ambition were an omen. While he was used to advancing in the dark, navigating through cunning schemes with great ease, going back and forth when it came to politics, waving his sword in the battlefield and climbing the snow peak while wind and frost blew against his face in the Kingdom of the Great Dragon… it meant that he would one day die from them, sooner or later. If it wasn't this time, it would be the next time. One day, his way of life would come back and swallow him whole."
Thales inhaled deeply.
'Come back and swallow him whole.'
What the Raven of Death said about Soria was still vivid in his mind, but Quick Rope's words helped him gain more understanding.
"This has nothing to do with your power, Thales. On the contrary, the more powerful you are, and the bigger your influence is, the tighter these shackles will bind you. The deeper you're sucked in, the more you can't escape from it."
Quick Rope stared at him coldly. "Just like our fathers, and just like the current Chapman Lampard."
The room became silent again.
Just like that, a corpse and two people of unusual identities sat facing one another in silence. They were illuminated only by the moonlight and fire.
"That's it?"
After a moment, Thales forced himself to speak.
"That's the cause of your change?
"Are these all your reasons for running away?"
Thales relaxed his grip around the dagger behind his waist and sighed. "When both King Nuven and Poffret told me your story, there was always a girl involved."
Quick Rope stirred slightly.
He sat up straight without realizing it himself.
It was rare, but Quick Rope flashed a smile that was not gloomy. "If you heard it from them, they probably said nothing good."
Thales arched an eyebrow. "So?"
Quick Rope froze for a moment. He then glanced at the Prince of Constellation with a strange gaze. When he spoke next, his tone was profound and gentle.
"Thales, you're young. But… have you ever loved someone, or, been loved by someone?"
"Sometimes, immature love is all the more unforgettable," Quick Rope said quietly.
Thales was about to shake his head.
However, at that moment, he recalled a voice.
It was a gentle and pleasing female voice, which had only appeared in his memory fragments.
'"What? Love stems from affairs? It sounds so exciting…"'
His body went stiff, stopping him from shaking his head.
'"Then, is what we're doing right now considered an affair…"'
It was the voice that made him subconsciously tremble, and caused him pain everytime it appeared.
The voice belonged to someone he could never remember.
'Her?'
Thales quivered a little.
"Perhaps," Thales said instinctively before he nodded absentmindedly. "Perhaps I have."
'Her.'
Moonlight shone into the house, as though it was gently caressing the two silent people.
Quick Rope stared at the prince for a long time. In the end, he flashed a faint smile.
"That's nice."
Quick Rope hugged himself and shifted his gaze away from Thales to the moon outside the broken window.
"It is a form of happiness, whether it is you caring about someone, or someone caring about you…" he said airily.


A lowly child beggar, a noble prince, a monster viewed as the enemy of the entire world. If you possess all three identities at the same time, which identity would you choose to help you earn a better ending?
Thales did not have the answer.
He only knew that he came to a different and magnificent world, and he had to face a future that was as difficult to handle as a nightmare. The glorious Empire had already been destroyed for one thousand years, the dying royal family suffered many problems, the legendary sacred battle had plenty of conspiracies, the divided world was in chaos.
But Thales had nothing. 
The only thing he had left was an unswerving determination to preserve his own identity, bravery which would allow him to survive in a perilous situation, and a belief that he would never submit to principles he did not believe.
“A King does not gain respect by virtue of his bloodline. The bloodline's glory rests on the deeds of the King.”
Darkness will baptize light. Fire will create true steel. The forbidden prince’s story starts here.

Well first of all he cultivates
second of all he does stuff 
and thats "cultivation and stuff

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*I’ll update this because of boredom*

Avery is a girl who everyone is scared of for no reason. she just happens to be clumsy and gets hurt a bunch, so people think she has been in fights. everything in her life changes when problems start to occur. a bunch of them surrounding the boys she gets to newly meet. both have brothers. Aragon has an older brother who is nothing but trouble. Ashton has a little brother who is well behaved. they are both kids she could get along with, but she can only be around one. she doesn't know why, but the two don't get along at all.

This is also on Wattpad under the same name.
This is under pause, sorry if any one even is reading this. I don’t know where I’m going with this story right now. So it will be back up and running, but with changes.

a quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog
a quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog
a quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog
a quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog
a quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog
a quick brown cat teleports over the world
a quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog
a quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog
a quick brown cat teleports over the world
someone is killing powers same as mine..

I can teleport from a recent photograph or a location clear in mind.

The world was filled with powers unsimilar to mine, but whenever I heard someone had the power of mine. 

They vanished without a trace.


I want to know why?

Do you like playing games? Quick load and quick saves are your thing? Like picking races? What happens if you can choose all races and you broke the system?

Kimura Heiichi (木村平一) was perfectly satisfied, when his life took a sudden turn with his mother's abrupt death. 

With a promise from a strange man, he must now face the troubles of a new world in order to become the strongest.

Using only his latent ability: [Quick Learner] he must adapt to his environment in order to reach his ultimate goal.

His name is Ushiwakamaru (牛 若 丸), better known by his adult name, Minamoto no Yoshitsune (源 義 経).  It would not be an exaggeration to say that Ushiwakamaru (Minamoto no Yoshitsune) was the most famous military commander in Japanese history.  Maybe only someone like Oda Nobunaga had a popularity rivaling him.  However, there are many things that are unclear in terms of its history, especially the early half of his life before becoming a knight is still shrouded in mystery.

It has been said that at the age of 11, while he was under the care of Kurama Shrine, Ushiwakamaru met the onmyouji Kiichi Hogen (some theories say that he was also a Kurama Tengu) and was gifted with the art of war.
   Although he was blessed with talent and charisma, Ushiwakamaru was abandoned by his brother Minamoto no Yoritomo, and was defeated along with Benkei.
   After all, Ushiwakamaru couldn't read the human heart.  He couldn't understand the matter, confused with himself.
  "Love, what is it?"  Ushiwakamaru asked.  He was left under the care of a temple when he was very young, and he was brought up temporarily as someone who was unaware of the love of a father, the love of a mother, the love of the right parents, and the love that was cultivated from loved ones.  If there is only one fact, Ushiwakamaru is a samurai.  A samurai served the master and swore allegiance to his master.  Being separated from his parents when he was very young, he was disciplined by Tengu in the mountains.  Then, he couldn't develop his "humanity".  Similar to a beast, he fought everything for his master.  He released all expression from himself by slaughtering his enemies.  Yoritomo was afraid of that, and Ushiwakamaru's circumstances did not increase his popularity.  It might not be found that its fangs could turn towards its allies to rip off their attractive yet deceiving outward appearance.  They are afraid of their inhuman nature.

After he destroyed the Taira clan, Yoritomo immediately started eliminating Ushiwakamaru.  Her social position had not yet settled within their clan, and if she didn't destroy it, she would always be anxious about the future.  After all, Yoshitsune didn't understand politics.  He doesn't understand the human heart.  If his relative resembled a primitive beast, then Yoritomo could not create the era he coveted.  It was reported on the public streets that Yoritomo killed his younger brother at the end of a power struggle.  Ushiwakamaru agreed that was true.  Regardless of what intentions Yoritomo had, and regardless of how Ushiwakamaru felt, with the circumstances around him, it made sense for Ushiwakamaru to throw himself away.
   Since Taira is no longer around, Ushiwakamaru is Yoritomo's next political opponent.  Also, as far as Hojo Masako, his brother's wife, was concerned, someone like Minamoto no Yoshitsune might not be needed.  Thus, she would behave as if she was her brother's enemy, doing nothing but fighting and dying in battle, all according to her brother's wishes.  Even though Ushiwakamaru thought that, his subordinates persuaded him, and he decided to flee to Oshu.  However, Yoritomo was constantly chasing him.  He saw her not as family, but as an inhuman monster and continued to chase him.
   On the nasuverse, she looked like a young girl in armor.
   Ushiwakamaru is a genius swordsman who admires his older brother, Minamoto no Yoritomo.  She respects him as a samurai and loves him for being his brother.  Even though he tried not to be arrogant, he said that he was the most exemplary older brother in the world.

Ushiwakamaru loves to have fun.  When he was a child, he was a bit naughty for spending his days playing pranks on adults as a hobby and causing trouble for the monks, laughing out loud.
   A beautiful swordsman who was disciplined, even scolding his Master for being careless.  Although her figure is beautiful, it shows an appearance like a flower blooming in the middle of the night.  He can't express himself, sometimes speaks as necessary, but he lacks the trait that can convey a beautiful voice that can attract 10,000 people to listen to him with excitement / passion.  Besides, he never boasted of his extraordinary martial arts.
   Since his character is straightdorward and not fake, everything Ushiwakamaru does is really the fastest way to the goal.  When ordinary people do this, they usually fail and reflect on their failures, and then from there, they consider and polish various plans.  The problem is, Ushiwakamaru is a genius who never fails.
   Ushiwakamaru is a girl who loves her brother very much and tries hard to be a girl who loves Master very much.  A cool demeanor that isn't shaken by anything.  Ushiwakamaru is someone with a cool head, but he is also a person who draws from the blood of the Minamoto clan, a clan that has the origin of the word "ruler" in the past.  He is loyal to Master, and will show a sadistic and cold side to anyone but Master.  Of course, just like with his brother, Ushiwakamaru would serve his Master with all his heart, fighting until his last moment or his Master's last.
   Ushiwakamaru's wish for the Holy Grail is to live happily with her brother.

In Babylon's singularity, Gilgamesh summoned Ushiwakamaru with Benkei.  Ushiwakamaru, along with Benkei and Leonidas, accompanied Ritsuka Fujimaru and Mashu Kyrielight in Babylon.  As Mashu and Ritsuka struggled to escape from the Gorgon (when Tiamat was possessed), he stood up straight to buy time so the two of them could escape.  Although he fought bravely and managed to overcome the Gorgon's attacks, Ushiwakamaru was ultimately defeated and killed.
   Ushiwakamaru's soul was later damaged by Chaos Tide and he was resurrected as an undead to fight Ritsuka and Mashu as they tried to defeat Tiamat.  His class is Berserker.

Grail ATK : 9576
Grail HP: 12240
Voice Actor : Hayami Saori
Illustrator : Mineji Sakamoto
Attribute : Man
Growth Curve : Reverse S
Star Absorption : 204
Star Generation : 9.1%
NP Charge ATK : 0.87%
NP Charge DEF : 3%
Death Rate : 35%
Alignments : Chaotic・Neutral
Gender : Female
Height/Weight : 168cm ・ 55kg
Source : "Gikeiki", "Tale of the Heike"
Country of Origin : Japan
Role : critter, star maker(self), nuker, semi-support
Traits : Brynhildr's Beloved, Female, Humanoid, Riding, Servant, Weak to Enuma Elish

Stats :
Strength : D
Agility : A+
Luck : A
Endurance : C
Mana : B
NP : A+

DECK
 QQAABEx
 Q: 2 hits
 A: 2 hits
 B: 1 hit
 Ex: 3 hits
 For NP gain, the best chain is AQAEx.  With an NP charge of 0.87%, assume the skill is 10/10/10, there is an NP gain up of 20% and a quick up of 20% in skill 1, a quick up of 11% of the passive skill, assuming he doesn't crit or OC, he produces:
 Art + Quick + Art + Extra
 = 8,352% + 6,19092% + 14,616% + 6,264%
 = 35.42292%

 For stargen, the best chain is AQQEx.  With a stargen of 9.1%, assume the skill is 10/10/10, there is a stargen up of 100% in skill 3, 20% quick up from skill 1 level 10, 11% quick up in passive skill, assuming neither crit nor overkill, he produces  :
 Art + Quick + Quick + Extra
 = 218.2% + 558.8% + 689.8% + 627.3%
 = (2 star and 18.2% for 3 star) + (5 star and 58.8% for 6 star) + (6 star and 89.8% for 7 star) + (6 star and 27.3% for 7  star)
 = 19 ~ 23 star (tolerable)
 Eitzz, wait a minute, try to read the OC effect from Dan-no-ura, there is a stargen up, so it's easy to think of it as not OC mean you only get a 50% stargen bonus, for example AQQEx is done after our previous NP turn, so:
 Art + Quick + Quick + Extra
 = 318.2% + 658.8% + 789.8% + 777.3%
 = (3 star and 18.2% for 4 star) + (6 star and 58.8% for 7 star) + (7 star and 89.8% for 8 star) + (7 star and 77.3% for 8  star)
 = 23 ~ 27 star
 But he can also Quick chain with NPQQEx, assuming only 100% OC, so:
 NP + Quick + Quick + 10 star + Extra
 = 213.9% + 698.8% + 829.8% + 1000% + 837.3%
 = (2 star and 13.9% for 3 star) + (6 star and 98.8% for 7 star) + (8 star star and 29.8% for 9 star) + (10 star) + (8 star and  37.8% for 9 star)
 = 34 ~ 38 star

NOBLE PHANTASM
 Name: Shana-oh's Wandering Tales
 Type: Anti-Unit (Self)
 Rank: A ++
 Range: 1
 Maximum number of targets: 1 person
 is the embodiment of many legends that were born after Ushiwakamaru became Minamoto no Yoshitsune and left for Oshu.  This NP consists of several secret techniques.

 1. Eye of Shiva - Detecting the Six Secret Teachings
 Type: Anti-Army Secret Technique
 Eye of Shiva - Detecting the Six Secret Teachings (自在 天 眼 · 六韜 看破, Jizai Tengan - Rikutō Kanpa), can forcefully move everyone in the area (mass teleport).  This created a tremendous advantage for the allies, and placed the enemy in a very surprising position.

 2. Usumidori - Short Steps With The Heavenly Blade
Type: Anti-Unit Secret Technique
 Usumidori - Short Steps With The Heavenly Blade (薄 緑 · 天 刃 縮 歩, Usumidori - Tenjin Shukuhō) is a powerful slash using Usumidori.  This attack is derived from the Shukuchi (Reduced Earth, same as Okita) footstep from Tengu, very hard to dodge.

 3. Benkei - Steadfast Position
 Type: Anti-Unit Secret Technique
 Benkei - Steadfast Position (弁 慶 · 不 動 立地, Benkei - Fudō Ritchi) creates a clone of Musashibou Benkei's body.  The stronger the trust that Ushiwakamaru has in Benkei, the stronger the technique will be, making him a formidable shield.  It could deflect B-rank Anti-Army Noble Phantasm.

 4. Dan-no-ura: Hassou Tobi (Jumping the Eight Ships at Dan-no-ura)
 Rank: D / C (after interlude)
 Classification: Anti-Unit Secret Technique
 Type: Quick
 Hit-Count: 1
 Range: 1
 Maximum number of targets: 1 person
 Effect: Deals damage (NP5 2400%) to one enemy.
 Overcharge Effect: Increases own critical star generation rate (50 ~ 90% depending on OC) for 3 turns.

"Care to test the arts of Ki'ichi?"
 "Jumping the Eight Ships at Dan-no-ura !!"
 —Rider

 Jumping the Eight Ships at Dan-no-ura (壇 ノ 浦 八 八 跳 跳, Dan-no-ura Hassō Tobi) is a manifestation of the 8 ship jumping ability displayed by Yoshitsune in Dan-no-ura.  No matter how hard the terrain was, he could jump as long as there was even a little foothold.  This technique also increases Ushiwakamaru's jump power.
 For calculations, we first collect data.  His stat at level 70 is 8076 (already 1000 Fou), NP5 multiplier 2400%, 11% quick up in passive skill, 20% quick up from skill 1 level 10, up 17% on skill 2 level 10. With that he  produces NP damage of 54,661.62.  Why are you so high?  JESUS, you don't see wrong, this is how great Ushi is, even he is on the same level as the SSRs, this is only level 70, you know, not yet in the grail.

 5. Hoemaru - Spider Slayer
 Type: Anti-Army Secret Technique
 Hoemaru - Spider Slayer (吼 丸 · 蜘蛛 殺, Hoemaru - Kumo Ya), can unleash Usumidori's true power.  It is able to repel demons in the area, and deal additional damage with a sonic-type wave.

 6. Kikenjō - Icicle Cutting
 Kikenjō - Icicle Cutting (喜 見 城 ・ 氷柱 削 り （き け ん じ ょ う ・ つ ら ら け ず り）, Kikenjō - Tsurara Kezuri), this allows Ushiwakamaru to cut through Ibaraki-douji's flames after jumping from above Benkei and spinning extremely fast like a beyblade.

 ACTIVE SKILL
 1. Tengu Art of War
 Rank: A / EX (strengthen strength)
 Effecr: Increases the party's NP generation rate (20% at level 10) for 3 turns + Increase own Quick performance (20% at level 10) for 3 turns.
 Cooldown: 7/6/5
 Tengu's Art of War (天狗 の 兵法, Tengu no Heihō) is a skill that comes from an anecdote because he has learned the art of war from Tengu.  Provides bonuses for close combat such as swords, archery and spearmanship, as well as skills such as Military Tactics and Magic Resistance.  For gameplay, this skill is great because it is a party buff.  Yes, it's small, but it can support its own NP gain as well, plus a short CD makes it great.  After upgrading, this skill also gives quick, helping to increase his NP gain, stargen, and NP damage.

 2. Charisma
 Rank: C +
 Effect: Increases party's attack (17% at level 10) for 3 turns.
 Cooldown: 7/6/5
 Charisma (カ リ ス マ, Karisuma) is a skill that consists of a person's charm as well as a natural talent for ruling or uniting an army or country.  Increase allies' abilities during group battles.  Even though she is in a form that not everyone likes, there is a strange charm from her that draws people closer to her.  For gameplay, this sustains the damage he and the party incur even though it's only 17% and again the CD is fast.  Cool!

 3. Quick-Witted Swallow
 Rank: B
 Effect: Grant self evasion for 1 turn + Increases critical star generation (100% at level 10) for 1 turn.
 Cooldown: 8/7/6
 Quick-Witted Swallow (燕 の 早 業, Tsubame no Hayawaza) is a skill that symbolizes Ushiwakamaru's agile and light body, comparable to a swallow.  With his body as light as a swallow, on the Gojo-ohashi bridge, he avoided Benkei's gruesome slash not once, but twice.  For gameplay this skill is useful if the offensive-type enemy wants NP while increasing its stargen for the next 3 turns.

 PASSIVE SKILL
 1. Magic Resistance
 Rank: C
 Effect: Increases own resistance to debuffs by 15%.
 Can invalidate a spell under two verses.  However, it could not defend against magecraft at the High Thaumaturgy and Greater Rituals levels.

 2. Riding
 Rank: A +
 Effect: Increases own Quick card performance by 11%.
 All vehicles and all beings to the level of Phantasmal Beasts and Divine Beasts can be used as mounts.  But can't ride a dragon.

BOND CE
 Name: Usumidori
 Illustrator:?
 Min / Max ATK: 100/100
 Min / Max HP: 100/100
 Stars: 4 ★
 Cost: 9
 Max Level: 80
 Craft Essence ID: 270
 Effect: When equipped to Ushiwakamaru, increase Party's Quick Performance by 15% while she's on the field.

 Lore:
 The person cuts down the Earth Spider without a second thought,
 Thus exterminating the monster by taking its life away with a sword.
 Those serene folktales are a thing of the past,
 I have continued to tarnish this sword with human blood.
 I'm just a bit regretful to my ancestors.
 If it's true that this is valuable, for this blade to be even sharper
 Is something I wish for.
 No, no, I'm not saying I want luxuries, my wish is
 For a magic sword that can decapitate a hundred people in a single swing.
 Because, look, going one by one is a waste of time, isn't it.

CE suggestion:
 - Imaginary Element
 - Imaginary Around
 - Bond CE himself
 - With One Strike
 - Halloween Princess
 - Guda-O
 - Antumbra
 - 2030
 - Heaven's Feel
 - Moonlight Fest
 - Gandr
 - Kaleido
 - Sumo
 - Etc. (any CE for quick up, crit dmg up, or NP gain up)

 Servant's suggestion:
 - Atalanta (support quick)
 - Osakabihime (support quick)
 - Alexander (support quick)
 - Hans
 - Waver
 - Skadi
 - Helena
 - Keika (fellow quick-based deck)
 - CA Hassan (fellow quick-based deck)
 - Etc. (comment)

 Advantages:
 - R, small cost
 - Quick skill CD
 - 2/3 skills are allies buff
 - Stargen fast

 Disadvantages:
 - Even though all allies & CD are good, the percentage of effect is small
 - R, that's the stat
 - Star absorbs really big but not supported by skills to crit damage up

 Conclusion:
 As R, he deserves thumbs up because of the NP damage he competes with the Goldies.  Given his OC effect, he can be a quite reliable star maker depending on the situation.


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