40k Sensei Novels & Stories

Kael, now the village elder, his movements still graceful despite the weight of years, stood before them, his face grim. "Today, we delve into the forbidden knowledge," he announced, his voice low and reverent. "The knowledge of the entity itself, its strengths, and its weaknesses." A collective gasp rippled through the trainees. The entity, a malevolent being of pure chaos, had always been shrouded in an aura of mystery. The guardians' texts, hinting at its nature, had always been deemed too dangerous for study. "This is knowledge that can corrupt," Kael warned, his gaze fixed on each trainee, "but it can also empower. It can be the key to our ultimate victory."

Following the breakthroughs, the sky above the island swirled with the vibrant energy of a level three supreme saint that filled the area with a kaleidoscope of colors. Inside the training room, Severin—who was fully immersed in the The Book of True Void Enlightenment—halted his training when he sensed the fluctuations in aura outside.

Intensity swirled in the air as Sensei matched Tamashi’s determined stare with a look of confidence and strength. ‘This is gonna work. I’m gonna make contact.’ Just as Tamashi was about to make contact, Sensei grinned. In an instant, his entire body shifted to the left side of Tamashi. “It appears that you were too slow.” As Sensei calmly continued to smoke, Tamashi landed face-first onto the floor. When the floor entered Tamashi’s view, he was reminded of one of the most harrowing aspects of the Void. “Gah- WAIT, THERE’S NO- BUT THERE IS-“

The girl aimed her gun at him but I stopped her. “I'll take care of it.” I whispered as I walked towards him. “Skisaho ki-ru, sa-chin.” I chanted as I took a deep breath. I am a Sucho or a Sin that has heightened sense of touch. Skisaho ki-ru is an Orikami we use to increase our strength. Sa-chin or first level spells are undetected by the alarms which makes it safe for me to use in this situation.

“But take it from me, your good buddy. Money makes the world go round. What good is your academic prowess? If I hadn’t gotten married, then you wouldn’t even be allowed in this hotel! “Those girls you looked down on back then? You can’t even lick their boots now. This is where I’m better than you because I’m marrying a good wife, and I can walk sideways in Cirrus. “But hey, don’t get discouraged. When you see my wife later, I’ll get you a job as a security guard at Jefferson Corp.” I stared at him coldly. The higher he preened, the harder he’d crash. Just then, my phone rang. The funeral wreaths had arrived.

“And now, the people we’re dealing with have ties to the underworld...” “You want to learn how to fight,” she said, lips curving in a knowing smile. I nodded. “I asked Theron to teach me, and he agreed, but it’s not exactly feasible anymore not when every move he makes is being tracked.” I smiled weakly. “Do you know someone who could” “Of course I do.” She waved a hand like it was no big deal. “I can put you in touch with my sensei.” I blinked. “Your sensei?”

"Untrained instinct is the most dangerous kind. Like grabbing a live wire because you are cold." "It saved my life." "This time." She sounds like Draven. She sounds like someone who has been thinking about the right way to say something for twenty-six years and still has not found it. "We start with sensing. Nothing else. No output. No push. You feel the bonds — you do not touch them." "I have four days until the election." "Then we use the four days. Slowly." A pause. Something shifting on her end — careful movement. "Close your eyes."

He's one of the most strongest people he has ever fought. Kazuha is visibly shocked at the display of power. In Japan, there is one Sen with a famous reputation that matches his description. As a powerful Sen herself, she has met other chi users, some of which are her teachers. There was one chi user in her generation who surpassed everyone without a teacher and the only one in Japan whom she hadn’t met. She has been curious of him since the junior tournaments. Even though Kazuha won the tournaments, she believe he is the real winner. He just doesn't want to make an appearance outside of the preliminary rounds. He was known as The Wanderer and one of the Four Seasons of Japan.

Everything Sensei Muda showed me casually, came in handy at the most crucial times. I don’t know how he did it, but I think he is the best teacher in the world. I wonder what will happen to the Yellow Garden after Sensei Muda is gone. He has so much knowledge and wisdom and I hope it doesn’t die with him. After I finally attained a great level of strength, I was finally ready to go into the world. Sensei Muda always advised me to never fight a fight of vengeance in pain. Oh did he talk so much about vengeance telling me tales and folklore about warriors who met their damnation because they were consumed by vengeance but I do not care about failed warriors neither do I care about being consum

“Why not? You already know one Stork technique, don’t you? Speaking of which, you still haven’t told me who your sensei was who taught you everything you know.” “I didn’t think you knew him as he doesn’t really call attention to himself. He’s more the silent-I’ll-whack-you-on-the-head-if-you-can’t-do-it-right type.” “Oh, I’ve known many senseis like that, believe me.” “All right, let’s see… He’s a wandering monk, like I already told you, and… he’s very mysterious. People simply called him Koumori-san (Mr. Bat) on account of his being blind.” “He’s blind?!”