Ayakashi: Ghost Guild Novels & Stories

Subtle, but I notice everything. Klaus de Luca. He didn’t see me as he entered a room alone. I didn’t hesitate. Silently, smoothly, I followed. The door was just starting to close when— CRASH! A vase flew at my head. I ducked instinctively, the ceramic shattering against the wall behind me. I straightened slowly, blade already drawn. Then I heard his voice. Low. Calculated. “So... you’re the Ghost Knife. The woman with no past. No future. Who sent you ? .”

Feeling that familiar iciness in the air surrounding them, the hairs on her body stood instantly. "Let's start with the basics, what is your name?" "Nicholas." What an ordinary name. So ghosts do have one. "You said something about being half dead and second chances, what does that mean?" "Recovering my memories gives me access to my body and its location." Oh, so he doesn't know where his body is. Poor ghost. "But, why me?" "I told you. Soulmate." All strength left her. Conversations with this ghost led nowhere.

Nyxara POV The moment his eyes lock onto mine, I know survival is no longer guaranteed. --- Humans didn’t just win the war. They reshaped the world so completely that creatures like me became something impossible. A mistake. A myth. A ghost wearing skin. I walk through the city beneath artificial light that never dims, never flickers, never allows true darkness to exist anymore. Humans learned quickly that monsters prefer shadow. So they built a world without it. Or at least, that’s what they believe.

It was as if they all had moved to a dark room and her eyes which stared into your soul was the only light so all you could do is stare back. Ayame exhales. “Aka Manto… Amanojaku… Gashadokuro… Jorogumo… Jubokko, Kappa, Kuchisake Onna, Kyokotsu, Nure Onna, Yuki Onna, Obariyon, Onihitokuchi, Shuten Doji, Tamamo-no-Mae, Yamauba, Sutoku Tenno… If its none of then then nod to this… Obake, Tengu, Tsukumogami, Kinataro, Rokurokubi, Yurei. None of these either huh… Then was it a Zashiki- warashi? Or a Tanuki. Don’t tell me perhaps a Ningyo or Amabie or an Iiju or a Kirin…. I’m getting exhausted now. I can’t find an answer…” says Ayame and starts chewing on her finger nails as her eyes started to get

“Shit!” Sasha winced, watching Akiko battle the new boss. “She’s worse than the gargoyle.” Beside the sniper, Oritha silently agreed. Although Akiko was swift, the boss could fly and spin at inhuman speed. Both assassins thanked the dungeon RNG that this was not their opponent. Luck must be on their side because it wasn’t their turn to become meat ribbons.

Aqua Edis Castle. King Hydrae was angry after learning that Akira was not killed by his assassins. He was told that they were rescued by a stranger and was brought to Manhakan Village. "General Thud, go to Manhakan and kill that Akira personally!" He ordered his mighty general. He's too desperate to kill the first guardian of lights. "It's the perfect time to attack while the poison is still impairing them." His Lord Yquino is rushing him up. He could no longer wait to rule the world. His greed for devouring him.

Sashi said while continuing from writing. "Wraith? Ah, you called me once like that before. What is that anyway?" Clark ask while giving all of his attention to Sashi. "A wraith, an evil ghost. Those who died with wrong doings in life. Like that." Sashi explained. "Ahhh." They stayed like that for a while because Sashi need to finish taking some notes. Clark just observing her the whole time. "Stop staring, I can't concentrate here." Sashi said without looking at Clark.

- Liliana whispered to Olivia. Olivia did not care too much about the happiness of her friend, the thing she noticed was the peculiar lake. Liliana was bored for a little bit when her friend seemed not to care about her, but she was still delighted to see this amazing scenery. Then people gradually crossed the roads and found the gate to the eternal academy. Everyone stopped at the gate, silently listening to the lady presenting the rules there. The old woman's old husky voice rang out evenly like carrying the sound of a guitar that made everyone feel sleepy. You are the best-chosen representatives, carrying the light and power of the ancient gods and your task is to dedicate your souls and

But this version of her — the machine-born echo — spoke to the world like a prophet. “The old bloodlines have failed. The world must be reborn under one crown.” That was all she said before the feed cut out. Now, every syndicate, cartel, and militia whispered the same question — Which queen is real? “Cassian’s report says she’s building an army out of the Vatican ruins,” Luca finally said. His voice was low, hoarse. “They call themselves the Ash Legion.” Amara didn’t turn. “How poetic.” “She’s using your name, Amara.”

It resembled heat haze over a frozen pond. Roric raised his lance, but Kael gestured for him to wait. "Don't waste the charge." Out of the gray mist emerged a wolf. But it wasn't an ordinary wolf; it was a Ghost-Packer. It stood nearly seven feet tall, made of a translucent, oily smoke that shifted and swirled. Instead of eyes, it had two hollow cavities filled with flickering violet static-the remnants of a soul deleted by Liora's "Link," yet refusing to leave the physical plane.