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Sword In The Stone Girl Squirrel

The sword god is turned into a blind fox girl

He, who stands above heaven itself watched the world in voidful eyes, a path treaded by himself, a lonely, bloody, and fearful path. In the past some call him insane to tread such path, now only he watched from all above. Collecting many legendary sword techniques, body cultivation, and those who all called forbidden to even attempt, He mastered them without a discrimination. Now, nothing mattered to Him. Companions he met on the journey died of old age or killed in battle. Eons have passed as the origin of his birth has been washed away from the sand of time. The name of his parents, he could barely remember, and the name they gave to him has washed away in the myrimid of titles he was called. Now He refers to himself as Blade as the sword is the only thing he could remember. "How boring" Blade looked below from heaven, he once struggle to climb the mountain, yet after reaching the pinnacle, he would looked to see there is always something above. Now he can destroy the celestial body itself yet.. ...he felt bored He once craved for power and after obtaining unsurmountable power he felt no joy nor a sense of accomplishment. *Crack* A crack upon his soul appear, it was not a mistake made but an intended action. *Crack, crack* More cracked appeared, it was his own doing, action that would inflict soul-wrenching pain, was only a sensation he could ignore. A flash of memory passed him, a normal teenager who wished to be born a girl, a fragment of his past from a country named Japan. *Shatter!* Pieces of his souls shattered, a faint surge of emotion came to his head. "Goodbye world" ====== Mc will be emotionless, traveling the new world he was put in, but it will be abit graphic so it's not for the faint of heart M/F
lunaa_moon · 18.3K Views

Sword in Stone

Artie had lived her whole life feeling like a joke. Whether it came to her full name, her parents ‘abandoning’ her and her next door neighbours taking her in, or finding out that her lover was part of a cult and was cheating on her. Said lover then stabbed her. It felt like she just couldn’t catch a break. So when she found herself in a puddle of her own blood, staring up at a fake painted sky, she could only find humour in the situation, and prayed that the next life was kinder. Only she woke up. In the same body, with the same stab wound, only in a world full of magic, swords, and a dead King Arthur? Yup. The round table existed, the knights existed, and so did everyone of legend that she’d heard about as a child. Only it was the beginning of their tales. Nothing had happened yet, except the formation of Camelot, the crowning of the King, and then the sudden death of the King of Legend, King Arthur Pendragon. She would have thought this was another cruel joke if everyone wasn’t wandering around in mourning clothes. If this was a practical joke, it wasn’t a very funny one. Artie was tired. She’d already spent almost a decade working as a police officer, and then a detective, so she felt like she had earned her peace. Especially after all the shit she’d been put through, but someone had different plans. And Artie’s life wasn’t quite done yet. In fact, it seemed like in the eyes of the creatures of this world, this was where she was always meant to be. The time she spent getting her ass handed to her in the other dimension? Just a warm up. And now she was expected to just…go along with what everyone else wanted her to do? Including magical beings who were responsible for taking her from one dimension to another. Artie felt like she was in over her head, even if there were several concerned, attractive knights around her. She wasn’t sure if she was going to run away from all the new responsibilities, or embrace them. She wasn’t a rule breaker by nature, but maybe now was the time to change?
CalyB · 83.1K Views
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