Deidara Mouth Hands

After arriving in Japan, I became a high school student named Kamiyagawa. Looking around— Hanako crouched in the bathroom, waiting for someone to knock on the door; the Split-Mouth Woman wandered the streets with scissors in hand; Miss Mary's deathly calls echoed incessantly; the wails and barks in Inunaki Village never ceased; the Ubume searched for her long-dead child; the Aoandon smiled, enticing passersby to play with the lanterns of a hundred demons… In a crumbling world rampant with sinister tales and malevolent spirits, Kamiyagawa set a small goal for himself: "Defeat all the demons and monsters, and become the supreme ruler of ghosts and deities."

Gage's lips crashed down on Nicole's, their tongues tangling in a passionate kiss. As they kissed, Nicole pulled back slightly, her eyes locked onto Gage's. "We neither want to be in a relationship nor can suppress our needs," she whispered, her lips brushing against Gage's. Gage's eyes burned with intensity, his lips curling into a smile. "So what do you propose?" he asked, his voice low and husky. Nicole's smile grew wider, and she leaned in closer, her lips touching Gage's. "Friends with benefits, just sex without any relationship boundaries." Gage's eyes widened in surprise, but he didn't pull back. Instead, he deepened the kiss, his tongue exploring Nicole's mouth. "Seriously?" he whispered, his lips brushing against Nicole's. Nicole nodded, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Yes, seriously." As they kissed, Gage's hands roamed over Nicole's body, his fingers tracing the contours of her curves. Nicole's hands were just as busy, her fingers exploring Gage's chest and abs. "I like your lips," Gage whispered, his lips brushing against Nicole's. Nicole smiled, her eyes locked onto Gage's. "I like your eyes." Gage's gaze roamed over Nicole's body, his eyes lingering on her breasts. "Your breasts," he whispered, his voice low and sensual. Nicole's smile grew wider, and she leaned in closer, her lips touching Gage's. "Your wide chest, and abs too." As they kissed, Nicole pulled back slightly, her eyes locked onto Gage's. "There are some rules, though," she whispered. As they kissed, Nicole pulled back slightly, her eyes locked onto Gage's. "What if we fall in love?" she whispered. Gage's smile faltered, and he looked at Nicole, his eyes searching. Nicole's expression turned serious, her eyes locked onto Gage's. "It can't happen," she whispered. "If it happens, then one will not force the other." "I'm in," he whispered.

[Trigger Warning: Mature Content] They say the Silvermoonlight Masquerade changes fates. It did for Lydia Ashford too, but she lost more than she gained. In a world where strength defines worth, she was wolfless, but she refused to be weak. With beauty that shimmered like stardust in the midnight sky and a mind as sharp as a dagger, Lydia was a name spoken with both awe and envy. But admiration was never enough. She forged her own path, honing her combat skills, proving her intelligence, and standing beside Theodore Sinclair, the Alpha’s son, through every challenge. If she could not shift, she would rise in every other way. The Masquerade should have been another step toward securing her future. Yet fate had other plans. One sip of wine. One moment of weakness. One stranger’s touch. And everything she built turned to ash. The man she trusted turned his back on her. The pack that once praised her cast her aside. And the child growing inside her became her only reason to survive. Banished. Forgotten. A name only whispered in shame. Yet, Lydia did not break, she endured. Five years later, she returns—not as the girl they discarded, but as a woman ready to reclaim her life. But fate is not done with her. Because the man who marked her as his? The one who unknowingly fathered her child? He’s standing right in front of her. And this time, he’s not letting her go. ...... The glass hovered near her lips.  "Drink," Nickolas commanded, his voice rough with hunger.  Lydia obeyed, parting her lips as the rich, red liquid flowed onto her tongue. But before she could swallow, his mouth was on hers—hot, demanding, merciless.  The wine spilled between them, sliding over her lips, down her chin. But he didn’t stop. He deepened the kiss, his tongue sweeping inside, stealing the taste straight from her mouth, devouring every shaky breath she tried to take.  By the time he pulled away, she was trembling.  His fingers tilted the glass. A slow trickle of wine spilled onto her collarbone, rolling between her breasts, gliding down her stomach.  The moment the first drop touched her skin, his mouth followed.  His lips grazed the delicate curve of her neck before he dragged his tongue along the slick trail of wine, chasing every drop as it slipped between her breasts. His teeth scraped her skin, and before she could react, he latched onto her, sucking deep, his tongue flicking and teasing before his mouth sealed around her hardened peak.  Lydia arched beneath him, her hands fisting into the sheets as heat coiled low in her stomach.  "Nickolas," she gasped, her voice breathless, desperate.  He groaned against her skin, his grip tightening on her waist as he sucked harder, the wet heat of his mouth sending pleasure pulsing through her veins. He alternated between sharp, aching nips and long, slow strokes of his tongue, drawing soft moans from her lips. "Messy," he murmured, his voice thick with satisfaction as he pulled back just enough to watch her squirm beneath him. His fingers traced the path the wine had taken, slow, possessive.  Then his lips brushed lower, over her navel, his breath a sinful caress against her heated skin.  He smirked against her. "I thought your laughter was the most beautiful sound to my ears…" His fingers slid between her thighs, teasing, coaxing, pushing her to the edge without giving her what she needed.  Then, with a slow, deliberate bite against her inner thigh, he whispered, "Until I heard your moans."  A sharp gasp escaped her lips as he kissed her again, his hands gripping her hips, holding her right where he wanted.  "Nickolas," she whimpered.  He chuckled darkly, his lips trailing back up her body, lingering at her throat before he spoke against her ear. "I could get drunk off you."  Lydia swallowed, her body burning, her thoughts unraveling.  But deep down, she already knew—she was the one drowning. 

[Traditional Supernatural + Unconventional Trading + Tales of Evil Objects] This is a peculiar pawnshop that specializes in acquiring objects of special value with dark and malevolent origins! Coins from the mouths of the dead, executioner's blades, grave mushrooms, flesh-reishi, Kunlun fetuses......evil objects can harm as well as help! With the touch of the pawnshop's hands, evil can be transformed into treasure! Promotion and wealth, disaster relief, even defying fate and changing destiny! Things are not inherently good or bad; it is only human desire that is never satisfied...... On certain late nights, this pawnshop is frequented by many strange and eerie customers......

'Kill monsters, eat meat' 'I mean, Kill monsters, save lives. Got it.' 'Tut, I could've sworn that the first one sounded better.' She wasn't a girl looking for freedom or self-righteous liberation by a hero, or whatever shit a girl who suffered for almost all her life would crave. -the shit of a life she was living was horrible, but it was bearable, and so she got used to it. Rather, instead of freedom, what this little missy wanted was money. Lots and lots of them so she never has to worry about the next day. Money - bountiful enough that when she has to spend, she doesn't need to look back or calculate her assets to see how much she has left. Money - bountiful enough to get all the fried chicken she could ever dream of. Yeah, you heard it, fried chicken. For those who did not have money to spare leisurely, getting fried chicken was like a pipe dream to them and she had been one of those unfortunate souls. A comfortable roof above her head and no worries as to when she would get ordered around to steal. No worries about when she would get her next meal-- That was her liberation. And she got it. Just that, she got it most absurdly. Awakened! Those were the people ruling the world, alongside beastly and deadly monsters who threatened the safety of average human beings. And those awakened call the shots. Alice never dreamed she would one day be awakened, and compared to others with their game-like system displaying their attributes and strength; she had a full-grown man whom only she could hear, watching her back at every turn and telling her what to do. He was kinda a pain in the ass but she couldn't complain. It was this gift he had bestowed on her that made her the most powerful Awakened there was with stats that even S-class awakeneds couldn't compare to. She was the boss, now. Mwa-hahahahaha. But life didn't go as easy and leisurely as she planned. With great power comes great responsibility, right? Well, in her case with great power comes great hunger. She couldn't go a moment without getting hungry and her stomach had become a bottomless pit. And to get food, she needed money, and to get money, she had to hunt monsters. The monsters plagued humanity, causing catastrophes and taking lives mercilessly. Those monsters, as scary as they may be, were her target and she had to face them head-on. The bigger the monsters the more money she would gain. Yeah, that was the plan, but... This guy acting as her system seemed to have other plans, putting her at the forefront of 'justice' and having her clean the mess he somewhat created. 'Ugh, I can already sense a shadow of foreboding. Someone, please tell me I'm not acting the main character role. I just want to eat, okay?'

Lucius Lothra, a passionate gamer suddenly find not just himself but the whole world in a fantasy world where Knights and Mages exist. All Earthlings who once played a VR Game called System Online wake up in this world with their own Systems which they created when playing System Online. Lucius had just created an account when a world ending event occurred so he didn't play the game but he did manage to create his own system. The only problem that Lucius has is that he doesn't know if his system works or not and the only way to find out is... DEATH!!!

His gaze was intense and piercing, it was as if he could see through her. As he neared Nicholina felt her heart skip a beat,every step he took towards her had a strange effect on her, which she couldn't decipher. His intense gaze, swept over her seeing through the thin fabric that showed off all her curves. swallowing hard, Rheaphel's hand moved involuntarily to explore every part of her curves. The closer his hand got, Nicho felt the air live her lungs. It was as if the air was caught up by a magical force. Every movement of his hands on her pale skin caused a strange and unyielding need in her that terrified yet triggered an excitement in her. suppressing a moan that threatened to escape her mouth. Nicholina was glad when a knock interrupted

“I will not be defined as a ‘wolfless deviant’ I will not be a pawn in the 'games Alphas play' And I refuse to be mated to the stranger who crashed into my life and turned everything upside down… Only that might be my biggest challenge yet.” Those were the words Lyla chanted to herself as she left the annual werewolf gala, drenched in her sweat and her pheromones. Only days ago, she was a happy teenager existing in the human world – trying to get through college and go far away, forget everything she’s been through and start life afresh but now, she’s in the middle of the gala, sprawled on the ground with her desires in everyone’s face and Alpha Ramsey Kincaid – the Lycan leader of the White Moon Throne extending his hands towards her. If she takes it, she would bring dishonour to her family because she is in no state to be mingling with anyone, talk more of the Lycan leader who was out of her league and if she refuses, she risks being sent to the pack prison for not taking better care of herself during her heat - Yes, it was a crime for her to be without a wolf. But when he touches her, something inside her stirs… Desires? Yes! Powers hidden by the moon goddess? Yes! And maybe just maybe, the stirrings of her missing wolf whose voice can calm feral wolves and heal … Can she learn to trust this man whose mouth says a different thing and his hands speak another language or would she become a pawn – a piece of chess in the games ‘Alphas play’? One thing’s for certain- Lyla Woodlands was done being the pack’s little, dirty ‘wolfless deviant’. It’s time this wolfless wonder showed them what she’s made of. #Slow burn #Wispy old prophecies # Love Triangle - ML and FL best friend #Villian in love with FL Join my discord group: https://discord.gg/t2w9NgC4

When justice fails, vengeance takes its place. After his daughter Vanessa suffers a tragic fate at the hands of those she trusted, Horris turns to the one thing more powerful than the law—something ancient, something forbidden. With a single curse, he condemns the world to a slow, merciless death. No one is spared. A nameless plague spreads, twisting flesh, corrupting minds, and reducing order to chaos. As civilization crumbles, the truth becomes clear: this is no ordinary disease. It is retribution. And in a world where the guilty walk free, no one is truly innocent. ... Hours Later… Darius arrived at the hospital, and what he saw terrified him. Dozens of people lay writhing in agony, blood gushing from every opening in their bodies. Reporters, paramedics, and police officers surrounded the area, trying to make sense of the outbreak. “We’re here live at Stanbridge National Hospital, where it appears a deadly disease has broken out,” a reporter said, speaking into the camera. “Symptoms include uncontrollable screaming and severe bleeding from the eyes, nose, mouth, and ears.” Darius’ heart pounded. His mind kept flashing back to Horris’ curse. The Doombringer. He scanned the scene and finally spotted Betty, sitting in an ambulance. Stephan lay unconscious on a stretcher beside her. He rushed forward, but the paramedics blocked his path. “That’s my wife!” he protested. “I need to see if she’s okay!” “Sir, now’s not the time,” a paramedic said. “There’s an outbreak, and we have no idea how it spreads. For your safety—and for everyone else’s—we advise you to leave immediately.” “Please, I have to see them,” Darius begged. Before the paramedic could respond, Darius noticed something crawling on the man’s shoulder. “There’s something on you—” The paramedic turned his head—just as the worm leaped onto his neck. The second it burrowed into his skin, the man’s body seized up. A strangled scream tore from his lips as blood exploded from his eyes, mouth, and nose. Darius staggered back in horror. Everywhere he looked, people were screaming. Even the reporter who had been live was now convulsing on the ground, her camera abandoned beside her. A single word echoed in Darius’ mind. Doombringer.

Zixin dies from Qi Deviation and an Earthling transmigrates into his body, the Earthling then accepts his new identity as Xong Zixin and embarks on a new journey of cultivation. Zixin later discovers that he actually has a System called Attack Catching System which like its name suggests, captures and stores attack from people who attack him. … [Ding! 1002 punches from a Core Condensing Realm have been captured successfully!] [Ding! Qi Deviation has been successfully captured!] [Ding! Soul Possession Attack has been captured unsuccessfully.] ,... Follow Zixin on his unparalleled journey to the peak of martial arts, releasing saved attacks on his enemies and competency obliterating them.

A family betrayed, a nation in peril, and one girl who will discover her past and alter the course of history Cast out from a noble house, Alexandra must scrape by to survive in the slums of a city ruled by steam. Meeting others left orphaned, they fight every day for their next meal and a safe place to lay their heads. The only clue Alexandra has about her father is a sealed locket she holds close. But secrets of the past refuse to stay buried for long, and her locket may prove to be the key not only to her lost family, but the future of the nation as well. Under the spewing towers of steam, Alexandra and her friends set out to learn the secret of the locket and discover an adventure beyond their wildest dreams. As the land is thrown into turmoil and powerful forces gather to prevent the truth of the locket from being discovered, Alexandra must gather her wits and courage to survive. Traveling from the slums of the city to corrupted villages, to the great planes of the land pirates, to the ancient mountain where forgotten magics may dwell, one girl must stand alone, discover herself, discover her past, and decide what she holds dear.

(*NO RAPE*) Kitanna stood still, not worried about the new person; she was worried about herself. The royal guard was shirtless and standing so close to her, with his body pinning hers. She was still trying to get her thoughts straight when she found herself being dragged onto the bed, with the guard on top of her. She raised her hands to push him, but he was faster. He caught both of her hands with one of his and pinned them above her head, using his other free hand to cover her mouth. Kitanna felt blood rush to her cheeks, and the next words she heard sent her world spinning in 3D. "Now, moan, princess..." Those words brushed against her ear, causing the hairs on her neck to stand. ......... Set in historical times, in the ancient kingdom of Morado. A young princess, Kitanna, enjoys life to the fullest, living every day like the princess she is. But after an incident, she is left to only trust herself and her instincts in the palace, which was filled with betrayals and corruption. A guard, who was trained to protect the crown, lived his life peacefully, killing when he was ordered to but never speaking to people around him until he crossed paths with the sassy and clumsy princess. Then everything changed. If you enjoy dark humors, royal romance and betrayals. Then this book is for you.

suddenly transported to an anime world after dying with a system, sounds ridiculous to me at least, but seems like god had something else in mind suddenly giving me quests to be a matchmaker, at least pay me to do these, I have to live you know ;--; =================== bored and wanted to write a fan fic after watching the anime, if you like it that's good, if you don't whatever, this is ultimately me curing my boredom whiles trying to find any good novel to read, anyway peace

"Eliza, should I murder my sister for you right now?" Those were the words that came out of Atlas' mouth stunning everyone in the mansion. "Why are you putting me in this position sir?" I whispered already aware of my fate in the hands of his mother and sisters. Eliza an orphan becomes a slave to the infamous pompous and ruthless son of one of the richest family in the city. How will she be able to manage or survive knowing she's also short tempered?

Does success justify all its sacrifices? Does it leave a bitter taste in the mouth, or is it my blood? Yes, I am bleeding profusely. The water was tumultuous. Sharp peaks threatened us like the fangs of a bloodthirsty monster. The thunder illuminated his face, covered in mud and blood. He raised his weapon, ready to pierce it straight into my heart.

“Now tell me Amasir, what were you doing in his room last night?” As Rughald took a step towards her, she mirrored him with a step backward. His lips curled up in a deep frown. “You were with him again.” “Rughald—” “Don’t,” he snapped. In an instant, he closed the distance between them. He was do fast that he left her breathless. His hands caressed her waist, and she suddenly became aware of how difficult it was to breath. “You reek of him, love,” he murmured. “His scent, his touch, his kiss, they are all over you.” She gasped and before she could say anything, his lips crashed onto hers, claiming her mouth into his. He sucked on her lower lips, his kiss punishing. She couldn’t breath, couldn’t think, couldn’t move. When he finally pulled back, her lips were trembling and her chest was heaving. His eyes darkened with hint of possessiveness. “There,” he smiled. “Now Mikhaz lips are gone.”

Hydra's life is a constant battle against prejudice and control. Born in the Xaven Kingdom with divine magic, she's forced to hide her true strength and endure a life of forced obedience. Now, facing a forced marriage to the Emperor of Crystallia, she finds her fate intertwined with the Demon Lord, Gladiolus, the one person who seems to see her for who she truly is. As hidden agendas surface and forbidden feelings ignite, Hydra must choose between duty and freedom, between suppressing her magic and embracing her true potential. This drama-rich fantasy explores the agonizing tension of a slow-burn connection, the weight of buried secrets, and the struggle to break free from a predetermined fate.

After playing a variation of the poker game, Shadow’s Hand, Damien Pearce unexpectedly awakened in an unfamiliar world. Stripped of all kinds of information in the world he was thrown into, Damien now had to navigate it through wits and guts. Amidst his search for information, he discovered that he seemed to be a part of the world as a Transcendent Investigator, otherwise known as TI. The TI seemed fearful and revered among the people in this world. They were responsible for catching Transcendent(s) who misused their power. But was that the reason for his transfer? “Do I or do I not belong in this world?” Damien questioned his presence constantly.

When Will Travers, a feature writer at a struggling newspaper, comes home ten minutes late, he’s not prepared for the bombshell his wife, Leona, is about to drop. After eight years of marriage, she announces her decision to leave him, blaming a hidden sorrow: their inability to have children. As Will navigates the heartbreak and the eerie calm of his sudden solitude, he reflects on the unraveling of his life—from the once-loving bond he shared with Leona to his firm belief in an odd, personal superstition: he should have married a left-handed woman. Set against the backdrop of a decaying newspaper industry, The Left-Handed Truth is a bittersweet exploration of failure, resilience, and the humorous quirks that help us move forward. Will’s journey to rediscover purpose and rebuild his life is equal parts poignant and unexpectedly inspiring, proving that sometimes the path to healing lies in embracing your imperfections—and the unpredictable hands of fate.

"Black Hand Over the Sky" —— In this Marvel-like world filled with danger and opportunity, the rise of a time traveler begins! Anthony Stark, an ordinary modern individual, accidentally crosses over into a parallel world that blends superheroes with gangsters. In this world, he becomes the heir of a medium-sized gang family in New York City. Faced with a family crisis, he has no choice but to take a path different from that of traditional heroes—using gang power to protect himself and his family. Anthony possesses a mysterious "golden finger"—a lottery system that can randomly obtain various special abilities or items. He uses this system to gradually regain control of his family, resolve the equity issues of the Free Daily, and establish his power base in New York City at the Caesar Palace. However, this is just the beginning of his rise. In an unexpected turn of events, Anthony's mother is mysteriously cured, which makes him realize that he needs even greater power to protect his family. Thus, he decides to enter other worlds in search of resources and strength. Through his lottery system, he obtains a dimensional base seed, which allows him to enter different worlds and establish bases. He successively enters the world of "Wanted" and "Hunter x Hunter," acquiring powerful abilities and resources through his adventures in these worlds. In this process, Anthony not only has to deal with internal gang power struggles but also face threats from outside, including challenges from other gangs, interventions from superheroes, and investigations by government agencies. He uses various means, including collaborating with supervillains and utilizing high-tech equipment, to gradually enhance his strength. Ultimately, Anthony's goal is to establish a powerful force that can protect his family and allow him to stand firm in this dangerous world.

Shinai's life is filled with pure hate. From the person that he walks by to his teachers, he is viewed as a delinquent wherever he goes. However, one day he meets a pink haired girl that wants to date him for a hundred days to keep his mouth shut. Will their relationship survive the test of time? Also, there's Kendo.

“There’s no other way ,look Aaron ,he’s doing us a huge Favor for just a little sacrifice...there’s no way we can find 4 million in a month , you know it “ My mom said looking at me with pleading eyes ,I’ve never seen her beg for something like this before ,but I understood her anyways “Mom ,you know what marriage and love have always meant to me ,now I have to get married to a complete stranger ?! Can’t he give us more time ?i could look for something ...I don’t know ,anything ?!” “Aaron you can’t ! It’s 4 million we are talking about here ?! I know what I’m asking of you is a bit much but let us look at the bright side , he’s willing to put you on a monthly salary of your choice , he’ll be paying for whatever textbooks or project you might need at school ,a job immediately you graduate..he even said to take your dad to the best hospital abroad, all he ask is that you keep up with his daughter and possibly change her for the better ,can’t you see this is God’s blessing ?? The luck of the world is on our side son“ My mouth flew open ,my brain taking its time to digest everything that just came out my moms mouth…all this just to get married to his daughter ? Was she sick? A psycho ? What’s the catch ? “And who is his daughter by the way “ “She’s….shes nessa Steven” my mouth flew open , Oh you gotta be kidding me!

"King Xanxier am so sorry but it seems your reign has to end here." She drew out her sword when curiousity got the best of her. She wondered what the King looks like. She heard his face was burnt and his mouth was so wide he could swallow a whole fish. It wouldn't hurt to peek. She stretched her hand and removed the dark veil only for her to gasped and her sword froze midway. "What....." ******* Kamigani is an Assassin and a slave bound to her mistress, in other to survive she can only listen and complete the mission given to her. Until one day she was given a mission to assassinate the King and she only had two choices. Either kill the King or save him even though one mistake could lead her head to hang on a spike. What to expect: Strong MC Strong ML A little bit of slow romance War War War

Hannah is absorbed in her school project when she hears her mother calling her downstairs. However, there’s something unsettling in her mother’s tone, a growing urgency that she can’t ignore. Intrigued yet cautious, Hannah begins to make her way down the stairs. Suddenly, she’s pulled into the nearby laundry room, a hand clamped over her mouth to stifle her reaction. To her shock, it’s her mother—eyes red and filled with terror. With a trembling whisper, her mother warns, “Don’t go down there, honey. I heard it too.” A cold chill washes over Hannah as she realizes that something, or someone, is downstairs, calling to her in her mother’s voice. But if her real mother is here, then who—or what—could be waiting beneath the stairs?

"I didn't kill anyone, I know who killed him but I'm not telling you, I'll take the blame for.. everything" Vivian a girl who was lied to by strangers that claimed to be her friends, woke up two days after a mysterious event took the life of her parents and left her with no memories, she didn't even try to find herself but sacrificially offered her life to cover for the people she thought had sacrificed all for her. Vincent, a cold and indifferent CEO who is the most handsome and successful young man in the country, lost his parents and one of his sisters, his parents' bodies were recovered and put to rest but not his sister's.. Now his goal is to find his long lost sibling, dead or alive, and protect the one he has left whom he dotes on so much and does everything to keep her happy and safe. But something happens again enemies attack, and Vincent is left broken. he becomes an empty money machine looking for his sister who was almost found and lost again and also revenge on anyone that hurt his loved ones. but he doesn't need to do that, as fate will have its way, this a story of love, mystery, and karma, with many unexpected turns as we ride on..

In a world where gods have long vanished and cultivation reigns supreme, Shen Ziyan, a humble village boy, stumbles upon a severed hand—not just any hand, but one brimming with an unfathomable power, belonging to a Supreme God of Creation. From that moment on, his fate is forever changed. As ancient forces stir and hidden sects seek the remnants of divine power, Ziyan is thrust into a world of ruthless cultivators, forgotten legacies, and celestial conspiracies. His newfound strength grants him abilities beyond mortal comprehension, but it also marks him as a target for those who would stop at nothing to claim such power. With no sect to protect him and no master to guide him, Ziyan must forge his own path—one that will take him across grand cultivation realms, ancient ruins of lost civilizations, and battlefields where immortals once waged war. But the deeper he delves into his newfound power, the more he begins to question: Was the hand a blessing, or a curse? And if a god’s hand alone could shake the heavens—what happened to the rest of the body? As enemies close in and secrets unravel, Shen Ziyan embarks on an epic journey to uncover the truth of his power, ascend beyond the limits of cultivation, and defy the very heavens themselves. The path to divinity is paved with blood. And in the end, Ziyan will either rise as a god— -or fall like The ones before him.

At the end of the Second World War. On the island of Goiter, near Crete, a German base is sighted and Lieutenant Marco Kastriokis of HMS Ajax is sent on patrol to prepare for the bombing of the place. He meets Anna and the two fall in love, causing jealousy of someone. An old legend tells that on the island there is a hidden place, the Golden Mouth, from which nobody has never returned because it is guarded by the Golden Monster. But it is a kind of magic place that helps who is in life danger. Marco is captured with Anna and is unable to communicate the data to the ship, but the attack takes place as if the crew of the ship would be advised, not according to the normal precautions that it would require. Marco and Anna free themselves, with the help of Maddalena, but they are hunted by Kepfel, the base commander. They find the Golden Mouth and enter, but they separate and, when Marco exits, time is in the mouth had been equivalent to one hundred and ten years outside. He finds Giovanni, Anna's father, who searched for them in the mouth, suffering the whims of time. From the mouth come out some nuns, who tell him about the cave and about Sister Maria. Marco becomes convinced that Maria is Anna and enters the mouth where Sister Maria, who is a seventy-year-old nun, introduces him to Sergio, a scientist, expert on mouths, who never completed the data to complete his research. There are two mouths inside the cave: one leads forward in time and the other backwards, but it is blocked from the outside by a landslide. Marco tries his luck again and goes back. He removes the landslide and tries to return to his time, but anticipates it by twenty years. Ettore and Chiara host him, and he becomes Marcos Kastro. Marcos has to fix the future events. When Sergio enters the mouth, Ettore, who doesn't want to live another war, follows him: He will explain to Sergio the data he would need. Marcos prevents the murder of Kassandra, by Shulz, the deputy commander of the base, and incidentally, prevents Maddalena from becoming the prostitute who will help Marco Kastriokis. He'll have to help him. He shows up on Ajax and ensures that the attack occurs without harm to Kastri. Kastriokis manages to free himself and escape with Anna, but Chiara will prevent him from entering the mouths. Sergio and Ettore will appear a few days later, thanks to the accuracy of Marcos' data.

"Either you live by the rules of the land; or you die." Kesov is the third seat of the Overseers in the Boros Province of Zetsuri. A knight with no attribute for his Miero. Raised in the Peasants land, climbing his way up in his social status. A Criminal Syndicate is on the rise. And somehow Kesov was connected to this Syndicate. Perhaps the mystery of his birth, or his parents. He had to find out.