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Ganbare Nakamura Kun

THE 7TH

The brothers Hiroshi and Hirata Nakamura, the duo known in Japan as “The Punishers” who eliminate criminals of society, died after an explosion aboard a plane. In the Cosmic hyperspace where their souls were kept, a voice contacted them and offered them with a chance for reincarnation by giving them highly strong bodies to live endless lives (unless killed) in another world. Since the new fantasy world where they were to be sent into only accepts 1 soul every 400 years, one of them would have to wait for such years. Hiroshi Nakamura, the one who was sent second later, found out that there is not a trace of his brother in that world upon his arrival. “What happened to you, brother? Did you die while waiting for me?” said Hiroshi in midst of his search. “But no matter what happens, I’m going to find you!” In addition, beyond Hiroshi's understanding, this new fantasy world is governed by so many dangerous, powerful individuals interacting in multiple dynamics. There are a few baring themselves in the daylight while others are hiding behind the shadows with their grand schemes. The story follows the journey and exploits of the charismatic, calm, decisive, ruthless, and venerated Hiroshi as he aspires for the number one spot of being the absolute ruler of the world, while also investigating the disappearance of his younger brother and the mystery behind it. IMPORTANT NOTE: From chapters 19 onwards, I will be uploading them on RoyalRoad.com using the same title of the story, "The 7th" and the same pseudonym "Marecnysse_2001". Thank you! I hope you support me there!
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The Eyes of Laceration

“Kuha!” I gasped and backed away, plunging out my lance out of ‘Amaranth’s’ chest. Blood seeped out of my mouth in quite literally deathly amounts. But I did not waver, I might be close to dying, my body is collapsing, but my will isn’t. “Major… no, Kiera.” I spoke, although barely. “Always remember; there are no victors in war, only survivors with scars.” My knees buckled, and I fell to one. “Also, write it on my tombstone: …” I struggled and stood back up again. Coughing up blood, I glared unto the now heavily injured Omega class with hate so pure, passion instilled, and commitment to burn. “… on the day of December 31st, year 2060, Harbinger of Humanity’s Ordinance, died with badassery, slaying a god.” For a good 5 seconds, I was met with silence before I received an answer. “…Alright. I will make sure. Now go and kick its ass.” A deep sigh resounded in my ears. I smirked, for one final attack, I let my Exsia run rampant and uncontrolled. Amaranth glared at me with contempt as it also began to prepare its final attack. “Arrogant human, I admit that you posses sufficient might to harm me. But you fall short from killing me, feel the wrath of heaven, be torn asunder repeatedly again!” A giant sword of pure crimson energy appeared behind it as I felt the Exsia fluctuations from it. Again, white flames burst out from my frame, burning to its brightest state. “A star is most brilliant before its death, heaven may fall, but I stand tall: BERNSTEIN!!!” I shouted, as I lunged forward unto the devastating attack in front of me, capable of leveling entire countries, but my attack did not waver and a bright white light engulfed my vision, taking me into its embrace. Then I heard a gentle whispering voice. [What would you wish for if you could live your life again?]
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