Deku X Miruko Novels & Stories

There is one part where Cai Kang got the prophecy in real life was replaced by Kazuha receiving it instead. After finding out that the other versions of everyone, he spend all night laughing and making fun of everyone and everything in the manga. Daisuke is stupid, playfully reckless and impulsive who likes to annoy those he is close to but on the other hand, he is extremely brave and selfless with strong heroic characteristics. Other than the fact that he is pure japanese, he is undoubtedly his favorite character, even before he found out he is based off of him. Kurai looks like a straight up delinquent with dyed hair instead of Kurai's white natural color with an even dumber personality bu

if I can recall his name is Seisaju he's one of the forth Strongest Kiyosaku. Seisaju : Well Shinjuku we're here. Shinjuku : Yessss Now let the games begin. S1 E10 "Life or Death"

Thunder crashes again and the grey sky lights up with the quick succession of flashes of lightning. “Mike!” I hear my name screamed by several people over the rumbles from the sky and through the growls and cries of the battlefield. But Duke has a one-track mind. Senko. The twisted grin on Senko’s face doesn’t waver as I draw closer to him. If anything, the sick smile widens. Black eyes bore into me as if waiting for me to get close enough. ‘Stop!” I yelled at Duke to no avail. He plows forward ignoring my commands. With a one-track mind, he holds fast to his control.

How could I forget the man who gave me a new life and a home? “Kaira?” He smiled coldly opening the door. It was a motel at the end of the city. “Mira. Felix cut the crab”. I took a seat. He raised a brow and looked at me with surprise. “You didn’t lose your memory? What’s going on here?” He sat down waiting for an explanation. “Let’s say, I remember you. What are you doing in Free city?” I asked him. Felix looked at me and nodded sideways. “Mira, you know what I am doing here. I am here for you. I told you I don’t want to wait”. In his eyes, I saw need and desperation.

Just a little too dark. “You're quick,” it whispered. “But not quick enough.” Mira lunged. Steel met mimic skin. But the creature twisted, inhuman, dodging sideways, dagger flashing. They clashed—quietly. Efficiently. Until— A blade flew from the side and buried itself in the mimic’s shoulder. Kael. He didn’t wait for thanks. “Go,” he shouted. “Warn Serena!” Mira didn’t hesitate. She ran. Outside, Serena’s hand burned. Her mark surged with light—brighter, angrier.

Every tree, every rock, every gust of wind seemed to whisper of dangers lurking just beyond the horizon. Lia’s wrist-mark had been flaring with more intensity over the past few days, the power within her growing stronger, and yet more volatile. The strange "Mirror Soul" ability—this gift, or curse—was becoming harder to control. Every time she replicated magic, it drained her energy, leaving her weak and vulnerable. But she couldn’t stop. The Heart of the Greykin was still out there, and it was the only hope for her people. At least, that’s what she kept telling herself.

" N-o! Lea-ve m-e dammit!" Lifting him up making his feet to hang in the air. He is made to hang in front of Miraki. The sight making dread to settle in him. Miraki i.e the strongest wolf in history was an almost triple size wolf with jet black fur. Red eyes. Long barred canines and an aura that can make a pup piss. His nails were like pointed knives which could kill by mere touching. Yet the most striking thing was that mark of 7 stars on his back. Connected by a yellow light of thread.

- Miyuki began, but stopped, unable to find the right words to describe her feelings. - I know, it's not easy for me either.- Yumiko agreed, looking at her friend, then she took both Miyuki's hands in hers and squeezed them lightly.- But it has to be like that, right? We come from different worlds, and a different fate is in store for us. I only have my human life to struggle with, and you are a powerful sorceress, and the protector of harmony.- she continued, clearly trying to hold back the tears that pressed into her eyes.- But like I said before, I will never forget you, Miyuki. You'll always be my best friend in college and all my life in general. I wish that your life will pass to you b

Together, they were unstoppable, a synchronized force of destruction. Among the chaos, a familiar presence emerged — Milo Nero. His gaze met hers, filled with venom and amusement, a dangerous smile twisting his lips. “You’re persistent,” he sneered. “Still playing hero in a world that devours the naïve.” Amara’s blade gleamed under the dim lights. “And you never learn that monsters eventually meet their match,” she replied, voice steady and sharp. Their clash was brutal, a battle of wills, skill, and endurance. Every strike Milo made was countered with lethal precision. Luca intercepted his men, creating openings, and neutralizing threats, turning the battlefield into a controlled chaos.

Muzan held a stern glare. It was only when I saw the silver dagger in Muzan’s hand that I knew what was about to happen. “It’s worth a shot, friend, isn’t it?” Edric chuckled to Muzan, who clamped hard on his jaw and took my hand, placing it on Edric’s. Edric held tight. “Please,” my eyes blurred with tears as Muzan lifted the knife. “Worth the shot,” he huffed, and then, he brought it down.