Deku Vigilante の小説・ストーリー

Many of them had transitioned into renowned life coaches and had ventured into various business enterprises, particularly my foremost adversary, Kalixo Montenegro III. A lump formed in my throat. "I've long held suspicions about Kalixo's father. When someone approached me for a deal, I deduced it was his father. It instigated a perilous game, further complicating our predicament. This contest became a race to apprehend me, with the victor promised a reward. However, it was all a facade. Deokwa's mental faculties have deteriorated; he attempted self-administration of the new formula. His cognitive faculties are now profoundly distorted."

Elena stared at the grainy photograph on her laptop screen, her coffee growing cold in the mug beside her. Three in the morning, and sleep was impossible. The image showed a figure in black, face obscured by shadows, standing over two unconscious men in an alley she recognized from the south side. The timestamp was read two nights ago. The same night Dante had claimed he was in meetings until midnight. She clicked to the next tab. Another article. Another incident. The Sentinel, they called him. Chicago's ghost. A vigilante who'd been operating in the shadows for the past three years, dismantling gang operations, destroying drug shipments, leaving criminals tied up for police like grim prese

I agreed, my neck tilted all the way back, my hand shielding my eyes as I tried to catch glimpses of Dudley, mainly so I could jump out of the way when he fell on top of me. “Which probably means he’s some kind of beastman, or a Visitor.” That made sense. We hadn’t seen magic used outside of those two groups. It would make killing him more difficult, but then we had no intention of killing him just because someone told us to. Well, I had no intention. It was hard to know what Batman and Green Arrow would do with their burgeoning sense of vigilante justice. There was a crack and several twigs fell to the ground. I leaped to the side in preparation of Dudley’s imminent return via gravity. He s

I arrange the class for all the maids in my mansion, because again, there are so many talented people in my house, and loyalty with me as their lord. I head out to my office, as I check the daily reports. Daniel is here, for a long time I don’t meet my mentor. If I shake hand with Walton family, Victor shakes hand with Black Veil group, and they attack our Diamond group. Daniel comes to discuss with me about that struggle. I gather a group of vigilantes who believe in taking justice into their own hands to protect their community. Many people see them as outlaws. The police and government hunt them, but they prove useful when official channels fail.

This token symbolized a secretive national organization they could not afford to antagonize. With a wave of his staff, the python released Baxter. Baxter crumpled to the ground with his arrogance gone. Just then, several of Master Vipersage's subordinates made a chilling discovery. "Master, our deacon, Kendrick, has been murdered." Master Vipersage's face hardened. Who would dare to harm a member of the Venomveil Tribe? Though troubled, his immediate concern was the Goddess's safety. They would attend to this matter upon their return. Leading his followers, Master Vipersage approached Vivianne and knelt.

If peradventure, he becomes a Watcher, he would have the ability to decide his own fate without the strings of slavery holding him captive. “I can see you are fond of this one. I guess his parents didn’t die, did they?” Dante asked curiously. “Yes, they did, and I actually rescued him from the hands of some Vampires. He is a Drudge, actually.” Vera replied sadly. She just recently met Ginika, and he must have been grieving like her until now. “Oh,” Dante adjusted his eyeglass, “That clears my suspicion then. Are you sure you are not hurting yourself?”

Four aged figures who are the Elders of the Black Wolf Pack appear to sit around a round table in a room. Similarly, Aryadi and Linda, as well as Alvaro as the leader of the pack. One of the Elders, wearing a brown coat and sitting in a wheelchair, cleared his throat. The elderly man named Magen glanced at Aryadi and Linda. Magen looked at Alvaro sharply. “Alvaro, you surely understand that Hugo wouldn't know about this base if he himself went around sniffing the grass under his feet.”

The gauntlets pulsed with energy, amplifying his strikes and creating a barrier against any physical attack. Vipula, agile and fierce, wielded a pair of daggers imbued with a magnetic field that allowed them to return to her hands after each throw. She moved like a shadow, her daggers slicing through the air with deadly accuracy. Each throw was a precise dance, her movements fluid and lethal. Despite her grief over Adwith's death, her determination to avenge him fueled her resolve, turning her sorrow into a driving force that made her unstoppable. The masked man watched the scene unfold on his monitors, his expression a mix of frustration and begrudging admiration. He had underestimated Rudr

Momentarily perplexed, he focused on the bold font spelling out his alias, accompanied by a blurry picture of the infamous ranked Duskbringer. "BRAVE NEW HERO, SPECTRAL GUARDIAN MANAGES TO TAKE DOWN THE ELUSIVE INFAMOUS RANKED DUSKBRINGER ALONGSIDE HIS SQUAD!" the screen proclaimed, scrolling across the bottom as the latest bulletin of the day. However, as people passed by, Keagan realized that the screen did not show a clear image of him. He recalled Dante's inquiry about his name, as the media had been seeking it. Unfortunately, they hadn't captured a photograph of him. Nevertheless, a profound sense of accomplishment surged within him as he strolled past the kiosks, hoping someone would r

It made her feel something she shouldn't have felt. "As far as the purpose of your life is concerned, you do have a purpose, Kira. You are the Head Warrior of the Blue Orchid pack, more than 4000 werewolves trust you blindly with their lives. Your purpose is to do everything in your power to keep them safe, to prepare for the unthinkable and invisible. We NEED YOU, Kira. Don't forget that.