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Fena - The Final Shinobi

If the entire world were conspiring to take the person you loved most away, how far would you go to steal them back? One of the unfortunate few to fall through the web of the divine not to receive the blessing of the Goddess 'Origin', Fena Alexandria's miserable life was slated to end shortly after it'd even begun and so she'd only one wish : To live a peaceful life with her mother. Technological revolution sweeps the lands of the outside world that she'd seen little to nothing of, rejuvenating the 'Era of Shinobi' and spearheading it all was her mother, Melina Alexandria, whose sheer genius shook the four continents to their very cores. They were all taking her mother away from her and she was powerless to intervene. With that innovation came opportunity. Upon declaring her desire to become a Shinobi herself, Fena's mother had warned her, "The Shinobi world is built entirely upon strength, nothing else matters", which meant that there existed only one solution to Fena's problem: Become the ultimate power in the Shinobi world; take her mother back from the thieves who took advantage of her brilliance. Join Fena as she takes her first steps into a rapidly developing world as she discovers what it means to make friends, foes and rivals, fight Shinobi hunting lunatics and power hungry clans whilst she discovers just who she really is herself piece by piece. The 'Era of Shinobi' enters it's greatest revolution and in turn, its final act,in Fena : The Final Shinobi!
AWanderingTanuki · 1.8K Views

Final Sword Fight

In the world where legendary swords hold the key to ultimate power, Blade Taizuka, a young warrior from the Taizuka clan, embarks on a perilous journey to uncover the truth about his ancestral sword, Kamikaze. On the day of his graduation from the prestigious Sword Training School, Blade's life takes a drastic turn. He discovers that Kamikaze, his family's heirloom, holds the powers of the 5 Ancient Dragons, representing the elements of Air, Water, Fire, Thunder, and Forest. As Blade ventures beyond his village, he's thrust into a world of ancient secrets, legendary masters, and formidable enemies. The villainous Sai Shido, fueled by the dark ideology of the demon Raizeen, seeks to destroy the Guard Squads and claim the fragments of the 7 Legendary Swords, including Kamikaze. After a brutal defeat at the hands of the Shinobi Alliance, Blade is left for dead. Rescued by the enigmatic monk, Fuku Chiki, Blade undergoes a transformative journey, discovering the power of Aura and unlocking his true potential. With his newfound abilities and a fierce determination, Blade sets out to reclaim his honor, protect his friends, and unravel the mysteries of Kamikaze. Will he rise from the ashes like a phoenix, or will the shadows of his past define his destiny? Join Blade Taizuka on his epic adventure as he forges his path, confronts formidable foes, and uncovers the secrets of the legendary swords. ---------------------- Discord: shinmon00 Words : 1000-1300 14 chapters per week 2 chapters per day
Reyzinn · 2.6K Views

The Final Ashfield

Seven years in the future, Jacender Ashfield stands alone on a battlefield, a sea of demons closing in around him. Armed with sheer determination and dwindling strength, he faces the unstoppable forces of an otherworldly horde— and their enigmatic leader, the red-eyed Masked Man. Seven years in the past, Jacender and his twin brother Aleximus train relentlessly in the Axis —a mysterious forest of crimson trees that has been their home for as long as they can remember. Though bound by their uncle Matsuda's warnings to stay hidden, the twins dream of escaping the Axis to uncover the secrets of the world beyond its borders. They defy their uncle’s wishes, enlisting the help of their younger sister Anna, whose strange healing powers carry an ominous, unintended cost. But their quest for freedom shatters when a powerful enemy breaches the Axis, kidnapping Anna and revealing the grim reality of the outside world. Now forced to flee their sanctuary, Jacender and Aleximus embark on a perilous journey to Pendragon, a distant nation their uncle believes can shelter them from those pursuing the ancient Codex Jacender carries with him. Fueled by grief and vengeance, the twins vow to destroy the organization that razed their home — no matter the cost. As they traverse a dangerous continent filled with warring factions, ancient magic, and sinister political and religious forces, the brothers unravel the truth of their origins — and the fate they were born to face.  Yet Aleximus bears a haunting secret: a prophecy whispered in his dreams, foretelling a future drenched in darkness. And with every step forward, he feels the whisper growing louder; and with it — a fear for his brother's destiny.
Kitokuthewriter · 13.5K Views

Batyr of the Final Gate

In the rugged landscapes of Bashkortostan, a land steeped in ancient myths and untamed nature, mysterious "Gates" begin to tear open reality. From these portals emerge monstrous beings—twisted versions of Bashkir folklore creatures like Shurale, Azraka, and Ubyr—threatening to overrun the world. Amid the chaos, an unlikely hero emerges: Aydar Salavatov, a lowly courier from Sterlitamak with no grand ambitions. Chosen by a cryptic "System," Aydar gains the powers of a batyr, a legendary warrior of Bashkir epics, starting with the humble "Voice of the Urals." Weak but determined, he must level up his abilities, confront the horrors spilling from the Gates, and uncover the dark force behind them. In a journey across Bashkortostan’s mountains, rivers, and cities, Aydar will rise from obscurity to become the batyr the world needs—if he can survive. *** Notes for English Readers: Bashkortostan: A republic in Russia, located in the Ural Mountains region, known for its rich history, diverse landscapes, and unique Bashkir culture. Think of it as a land where ancient traditions meet modern life. Batyr: A heroic figure from Bashkir folklore, akin to a knight or warrior of epic tales, often blessed with extraordinary strength or wisdom. Shurale: A forest spirit in Bashkir and Tatar mythology, typically a trickster with long claws who lures people to their doom. Here, it’s a towering, menacing monster. Azraka: A mythical dragon-like creature tied to the Ural Mountains, guarding treasures or secrets. Ubyr: A malevolent spirit or vampire-like entity that feeds on life force, sometimes possessing humans. System: Inspired by "Solo Leveling," a game-like interface that grants powers, levels, and quests to chosen individuals.
Fuzhi · 1.1K Views

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PROLOGUE: WRITING A SET OF all possible character strings. All possible books would be contained in that. Most unfortunately though, there is no guarantee whatsoever you would be able to find within it the book you were hoping for. It could be you might find a string of characters saying, “This is the book you were hoping for.” Like right here, now. But of course, that is not the book you were hoping for. I haven’t seen her since then. I think she’s most likely dead. After all, it has been hundreds of years. But then again, I also think this. Noticing her as she gazes intently into the mirror, the room in disarray; it is clear that centuries have flowed by, or some such. And she, perhaps, has finished applying her makeup, and she is getting up and is going out to look for me. Her eyes show no sign of taking in the fact that the house has been completely changed, destroyed around her. The change was gradual, continuing, and even long ago she was not very good at things like that. As far as she is concerned, that is not the sort of thing one has to pay attention to. Not that she is aware, but it seems so obvious, she doesn’t need to care about it. Have we drowned, are we about to drown, are we already finished drowning, are we not yet drowning? We are in one of those situations. Ofcourse, it could be that we will never drown. But think about it. I mean, even fish can drown. I remember her saying meanly, “If that’s the case, you must be the one from the past.” It is true of course. Everybody comes out of the past; it’s not that I’m some guy who comes from some particular past. Even when that is pointed out, though, she shows no sign of backing down. “It’s not as if I came out of some bizarro past,” she said. That’s how she and I met. Writing it down this way, it doesn’t seem like anything at all is about to happen, right? Between her and me, I mean. As if something could ever really happen. As if something continues to happen that might ever make something else happen. I am repeating myself, but I haven’t seen her since then. She promised me, with a sweet smile, that I would never see her again. For the short time we were together, we tried to talk about things that really meant something to us. Around that time there were a lot of things that were all mixed up, and it was not easy to sort out what was really real. There might be a pebble over there, and when you took your eyes off it it turned into a frog, and when you took your eyes off it again it turned into a horsefly. The horsefly that used to be a frog remembered it used to be a frog and stuck out its tongue to try to eat a fly, and then remembered it used to be a pebble and stopped and crashed to the ground. With all this going on, it’s really important to know what’s really real and what’s not. “Once upon a time, somewhere, there lived a boy and a girl.” “Once upon a time, somewhere, there lived boys and girls.” “Once upon a time, somewhere, there lived no boy and no girl.” “Once upon a time…lived.” “Lived.” “Once upon a time.” From beginning to end, we carried on this back-and-forth process. For example, in this dialogue, we were somehow finally mutually able to comeup with this kind of compromise statement: “Once upon a time, somewhere, there lived a boy and a girl. There may have been lots of boys, and there may have been lots of girls. There may have been no boys at all, and there may have been no girls at all. There may even have been no one at all. At any rate there is little chance there were equal numbers of each. That is unless there had never been anybody at all anyway.” That was our first meeting, she and I, and of course it meant we would never see each other again. I was making my way in the direction she had come from, and she was headed in the direction I had come from, and this is a somewhat important point; you must realize this walking had to be,
author_3 · 3.1K Views
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