Boruto Future Novels & Stories

Kōjin: “You kept my daughter alive long enough to come home. The flames remember.” He bows (full ninety degrees). We bow back. The summer after graduation just caught fire in the best possible way. Seras Himuari Nakamura has a God father, a god-tier armor set, and a dragon boyfriend who’s currently speechless with awe. And the rest of us? We’re just along for the blaze. Japan’s never been ready for this crew. But the fire god is. And that’s more than enough. The Armor Chooses June 15, 2029 – Mount Atago, dawn

I need to know if you can handle my truth. "No matter how crazy it is, I will believe you." He answered. My heart had calmed down and I was ready to talk. "I'm not from here. I'm not the real daughter of Saitō Dōsan." I started off. We sat up and faced each other. His eyes beckoned for more. "I am from the future where Japan is a united country and there are no more wars between its provinces. A place where technology is advance and the people are modernly civilized." I continued. His eyes widened when he heard about it.

I hear Osiris yell over the flames. I turn to see him running toward future me with a worried look on his face. He pulls me into his arms and holds me close. “We have to evacuate the colony,” he yells over the sound of the crackling flames. “I can fix this,” future me says to Osiris. “I know I can.” “No!” Osiris tries to command me. “It is too dangerous for you to use your dark magic. I can’t lose you too.” I watch as I cup Osiris’s face in my hands. In my bare hands. I am not wearing any gloves. I wait for my body to go rigid with a vision, but it doesn’t happen. Future me places a kiss on Osiris's cheek.

Victory is ashes. Future Three: Hermetic Order spell activates. Everyone captured. Both sides. Wolves, vampires, fae, dragons. All become experimental subjects. Imprisoned. Studied. Bred. Used. Living death worse than actual death. Future Four: They escape. Somehow. Retreat before the trap closes. Survive. But lose everything. Rookeries burned. Community scattered. Refugees. Decades rebuilding what was destroyed in hours. Future Five: Something changes. Can't see what. Interference. Multiple variables colliding. Someone does something unexpected. The future shifts. Becomes uncertain. This is the dangerous one. The one that might save everyone or doom everyone. Can't see which.

"The true heir Blackwood has been waiting for! The hallway around me seemed to grow ice-cold. I stood there, completely frozen, my ears ringing as the words sank into my mind. “The child and Ashley will be protected fully, of course. She is the future Luna and must remain safe.” Future Luna. My breathing became shallow. I could barely stand. Ashley spoke softly again. “You are all too kind.” “We must begin preparations immediately," An Elder was saying, Since you are carrying the future of this pack you will be treated with the highest honor.”

Taro doesn't have any scar and are a copy of Kenji but even at this age I can tell there is something wrong with Taro, his aura is off. Kenji comes up to Silas and they walk further into the garden and starts to play some strange game but Taro follows and sits down on a bench and watches them. A few hours later the beta comes and tells them that the luna has given birth to three small girls and they are coming home tomorrow.

Kathryn Michaels is a country bumpkin with an honest personality. She's also a timid woman who tends to make careless mistakes at work. Just one glare can easily make her burst into tears. Chris Albert is the most well-known man in Harborlean. He's a cruel and bloodthirsty man with a penchant for brutal and inhuman methods. No woman dares to pine after him even though he's blessed with gorgeous looks. Unexpectedly, a woman actually manages to sneak into his room and sleep with him while he's drunk! Just as Chris scours the world for the mysterious woman, he realizes that his secretary is putting on more weight each passing day. With a dark expression on his face, he coaxes, "Tell me, Kathy.

The tight knot in my chest seemed to loosen just a little at his words. We walked on in silence for a while before he added, "The first winter at the academy is always the hardest. Everything you buried tends to resurface. But once you get through it, things get easier. Northmoon is big enough for anything to begin again." I couldn't help but ask, "So? Will it get… better?" "It will." Hunter's eyes reflected the pale glow of the snowfield as he said, "A blizzard doesn't last forever, does it?"

A person had a different future ahead of them. It was only a matter of the choices that they made on which of the futures they had to end up with. Sora could see the potential futures of different people. However, it did not apply to everyone. There were beings that he was unable to see the future of. Other than the Great Sovereign, there was only one person in the world that could see the future of everybody–even the beings that Sora was restricted to. He was known as Malachi.