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Little Teashop In Tokyo

Apocronos: "Sombras en Neo-Tokyo"

En las calles polvorientas y envueltas en la penumbra de Neo-Tokyo, donde la luz del sol apenas lograba filtrarse entre los escombros y los edificios en ruinas, un silencio inquietante se cernía sobre la ciudad. En este mundo post-apocalíptico, donde la supervivencia era un arte y el poder lo determinaba todo, se erguía un hombre singular, enmascarado y envuelto en sombras. Kaito Yukimura, conocido en los bajos fondos como el "Sombra del Desierto", caminaba con paso firme entre los callejones oscuros, su máscara de gas moderna ocultando su rostro y su saco blanco con negro ondeando detrás de él como un estandarte de misterio y elegancia en un mundo desolado. Su reputación precedía su presencia, sus movimientos eran silenciosos pero letales, y su presencia era un recordatorio constante de que, en este mundo de caos y desesperación, había aquellos que aún mantenían el control en las sombras. En esta noche particularmente oscura, Kaito se encontraba en una misión secreta, persiguiendo un rumor que flotaba en los susurros de los callejones. Un rumor de un artefacto perdido, un tesoro oculto en las profundidades de la ciudad, que prometía poder y riqueza para aquellos lo suficientemente valientes o desesperados como para buscarlo. Y así, con su destino entrelazado con los oscuros hilos de Neo-Tokyo, Kaito se adentró en las sombras una vez más, listo para enfrentar los peligros que acechaban en cada esquina y descubrir los secretos ocultos en los rincones más oscuros de la ciudad.
Dasque · 10.8K Views

A tale from Tokyo to Kyoto <<1>>

Die Geschichte folgt Akiro, einem 16-jährigen Jungen aus einem abgeschiedenen Dorf, das von Legenden und Relikten eines alten Krieges geprägt ist. Das Dorf verehrt die mystische Gottheit Tokyo, obwohl viele jüngere Bewohner diese nur als Mythos ansehen. Akiro ist von einer tiefen Verbindung zur Natur geprägt und lebt nach strengen Prinzipien von Harmonie und Respekt gegenüber allem Leben. Eines Tages besucht er den alten Tempel Tokyos, wo er seltsame Visionen hat. Ein Gespräch mit dem Geschichtenerzähler Argon über die Helden vergangener Tage enthüllt, dass Opfer und alte Rituale eine zentrale Rolle in der Vergangenheit spielten. Akiro beginnt, diese Mysterien zu hinterfragen, während er gleichzeitig Hiori Sora begegnet, einem geheimnisvollen Fremden, der scheinbar eine Verbindung zu den Legenden des Dorfes hat. Während Akiro mehr über die alten Geschichten und seine eigene Rolle erfährt, zeigt sich, dass er eine tiefere Verbindung zur Vergangenheit hat. Durch Visionen und Begegnungen mit der Gottheit Tokyo wird er mit dem Schicksal der früheren Helden konfrontiert. Das Schicksal von Akiro scheint eng mit dem Kampf gegen eine uralte Dunkelheit verbunden zu sein, die das Dorf bedroht. Die Geschichte verbindet Elemente von Mythologie, persönlichem Wachstum und der Suche nach der eigenen Identität. Sie spielt in einer Welt, die reich an spirituellen und kulturellen Symbolen ist, und untersucht, wie alte Legenden das Leben der Menschen prägen können.
Kyototsukishiro · 842 Views

Vicious Little Mission

Faerie has always been an outsider, growing up under the weight of her father’s imprisonment for a crime he didn’t commit. Raised by her single mother, she learned early on that trust is a luxury she couldn’t afford. For years, she sought solace in books, burying herself in her studies to escape the whispers of her father’s alleged crime. But beneath her quiet demeanor lies a steely determination for revenge—she won’t rest until she clears her father's name and brings down those who wronged her family. When a scholarship opportunity to Hera Academy arrives, the world’s most prestigious high school for the elite, crosses her path, Faerie seizes it. It's a chance to infiltrate the very society that turned its back on her family, and maybe, find the truth she’s been searching for. At Hera, status is everything, with students divided by tie colors—blue for scholarship students like Faerie, red for the wealthy, and silver for the ultra-rich. But Faerie’s focus is on one person: Felix Riether, the influential heir to a business empire and the son of her enemy. She knows that getting close to him could be the key to her plans. Yet, as they clash and sparks fly, Felix becomes more than just a target. He’s charming, powerful, and maddeningly intriguing—everything she should avoid. But the allure of forbidden romance is hard to resist, especially when the lines between revenge and desire start to blur. With secrets lurking in the shadows and the stakes higher than ever, Faerie must navigate a treacherous path at Hera Academy, where danger and passion collide. Will she stay true to her mission, or will Felix prove to be the distraction that unravels everything she’s worked for?
houdini · 16.4K Views

Little Light Lord

[An Announcement from the Author: LLL will undergo major reformations! Expect a reboot of this confusing storyline sometime early January! Thank you for all of your support thus far.] Gods rule over the fundamental creations of life. Lords watch and rule over these Gods’ creations. Phos, the Lord of Light, found himself cornered by a sharpshooter in the dead of the night. This unlikely encounter led to destiny. — The marksman needed to kill a kind, beautiful man. From the photos, his target had crystalline orange eyes and glowing silver hair that cascaded down to the floor in waves. But, as with everything, the real man looked far more lucent and stunning. Like a soft light, like the first glimmer on the ocean’s surface as the Sun arose. Before he could raise his sniper’s rifle to extinguish this ray of light, however, the beautiful target pulled out a pistol and shot him straight in the abdomen. “I hope you don’t die. Good day.” With that, he swiftly turned and left, disappearing into the darkness, his long hair bouncing to his every crisp footstep. Leaving behind the confused marksman, who, dazed, clutched his new wound and slumped to the floor. Later on, the marksman managed to act stupid enough to gain his target’s trust. Showing his true colours, he toyed with a lock of his former victim’s hair, which was as silky and soft as he imagined. He held it to his lips, raised a corner of his black turtleneck to show the bulletwound on his abdomen, and whispered in a deep voice: “This wound, how will you repay it?” The original target, who shined like a dim candlelight under the rays of the moon, stretched up his bound arms to the hitman, brought a gentle hand to his skin, covered the wound… and with an unapologetic, professional business smile, he replied: “I’m sorry, are you really sure you have a scar there? How come I don’t see anything?” The marksman: … It’s because you’re covering it. The man he originally had to kill, who wore white silk pyjamas and a flame-like orange scarf every day and who looked like he could fall over with a slight push from the wind, was actually very resistant—and really, really pissed him off. Cover Art: nonsang_08 Upload Schedule: Every 3 days
E_S_Sonnomett · 22.5K Views
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