Chainsaw Man Light Novels & Stories

The Whitmans would be their warning and lesson to Falon Miller. Meanwhile… Kayson had come to the forest at the back of Aquamarine Manor. He took out the Lightning Wood—a valuable item that regular people could not thoroughly utilize to its maximum potential but not him. He could do it. The Lightning Wood could attract the lightning and thus thunder, absorb its essence, and harvest the power. The pure lightning energy was immensely effective in treating injuries caused by negative energy.

I couldn't get a full breath. "Hello? Anyone? I swear to God, if this is a prank, it's not funny." Then I heard it… the snickers from the darkness. It continued, then it came from everywhere. "Let me out of here this instant!" Once I said that, the lights came on from every corner. The lights were 50,000-lumen corn bulbs. Fixed strategically in every part of the room. It was too bright, all of them. My eyes burned. I squeezed them shut and still saw red through my lids.

I looked at the three of them, and it was clear they were too focused on their own survival to notice the dark, jagged bite mark on Andrew’s jaw. They were trembling, their eyes blown wide with the kind of terror you only see in a wolf facing a silver blade. "Light." Andrew’s voice was a low vibration. Daniel Cho, caught off guard for a split second, quickly handed over a lighter. Andrew flicked it. He didn't set them on fire; instead, he lit a cigarette, taking a long, slow drag before exhaling a cloud of smoke that drifted toward the gasoline-soaked trio.

“You ain’t taking him.” Calix laughs, all nasty, turning to Raymond. “Hear that, boy? Your man’s dying for you.” He grips Raymond’s arm, claws digging in, blood gushing, and Raymond bites his lip, keeping back a shout, eyes locked on me, not breaking. Something flashes in his hands—light, weak but genuine, searing the chains. Seraphin light. My heart jumps, the bond flashing like fire in my chest.

I should be stronger than this. Just when she was turning back towards Ronald, there was a sudden burst of light from behind her. The ground shook; the wolves froze, their snarls transmuted into growls of confusion. "What in God's name is that?" Ronald shouted, shielding his eyes with a hand from the blinding light. Hannah's breath caught in her throat as she turned. The light was coming from the door behind them—Hadzen's door. Its carvings glowed with an unearthly brilliancy, the symbols pulsing with power.

The stones on the Pagoda of Nations emitted beams of light like countless sharp swords, making Kanpei Ichiro hesitant to approach. These lights enveloped Kiran York tightly. The red light on Kiran's body, surrounded by white light, resembled a fiery sword or the tail fire of a rocket launching into the sky. The white light accentuated the scene, making it even more imposing.

she said, slipping them into my palm. I let out a small laugh. “Both of them?” She nodded, told me to pick one—time was short, something like that. I chose the smaller box, flipped the lid, and froze. A lighter. Sleek, silver, clean design. New model. But what shook me was the engraving—R & N. I couldn’t stop the smile that tugged at my lips. But then again, it burned in a strange way too. I kept pressing her about the lighter, and she looked ready to strangle me for it. Then a knock saved us both. An attendant bowed in the doorway.

Some already hung loose and sparking where our last strike had hit. Others pulsed fat and steady. “Yes,” I said. The word hummed through the bond. Rian grinned, feral and bright. “Then let’s start cutting,” he said. I lifted my hand. Power answered. It's not a wild column this time, not a panicked shield. A narrow, focused beam. I sighted along it at the nearest anchor—a knot of runes above a cage row that still stank of fear and old chains—and *pushed*. Silver‑blue light lanced out.

He reached me, and his body slammed into mine. My eyes were closed. But I felt the heat. I burned, then opened my eyes and saw Cadmus, and I was surrounded by a fiery light, a circle forming around us. The light shimmered and pulsed, pushing back any enemies who tried to get close. Its warmth wrapped us in a shield. It felt like more than just protection, the light drew from our connection; a bond built on trust and defiance. The enemy hesitated, sensing a power they couldn’t understand. Cadmus held my hand tightly. "Ready?" he asked, his eyes glowing amber. I nodded.

Without any hesitations, I shook my head up and down as a sign that I had agree. Chuck did not waste any more time and he quickly reached for the switches. It was only a few centimeters taller than him, so he was able to switch them all on all at once in a single raising of hands. Just when he dropped his hand back to his side, three long fluorescent lights suddenly brightened. It produced white light that was so bright it almost illuminated the entire room. It was such a pain in the eyes once it struck, but luckily I was able to take a good cover until both of my eyes got used to it.