Emotionless Genius Naruto Fanfiction Novels & Stories

He focused his mental energy, trying to understand the situation. "Kiran, you are very punctual," Lady Meiji's voice echoed in his mind, causing his body to shiver. Her tone held a hint of triumph. As Kiran tried to guess the reason for her satisfaction, he felt a tightness in his chest. Looking down, he saw that Jenny's face had turned pale. He realized that Lady Meiji had chosen this moment to attack, intending to disrupt their concentration. "Damn it!" Kiran cursed, breaking free from Lady Meiji's mental control. Despite his efforts, both he and Jenny felt their internal energy become chaotic, ultimately spitting blood and falling unconscious on the bed.

Thanatos said as he can't imagine how boring Isekai will be now they separated, he has only said the third option because he wanted to confirm something by seeing Isekai's emotion and now he could clearly confirm that apart from Isekai rarely seen smile and the hardly shown sign of sadness he hard no other sign of emotions. "you are really going to be one hell of a boring person," Thanatos said trying to get Isekai to talk but then Isekai only looked at him before looking away once again. "i have a gift," Isekai said while continuing to look away. Hearing this Thanatos was surprised but still asked "how does that concern you being boring". "my gift is called emotionless introvert, i just fou

"But he is undoubedly powerful that he makes unlocking all seven chakra points look like winning an arcade game without those emotions." "The lack of emotion doesn't unlock chakra, my child. On the contrary, emotions are crucial to the process. With his emerging emotional intelligence in par with his actual intelligence, sense of self and age, he is able to climb up to a pinnacle of enlightenment that other humans aren't able to reach. The self growth and journey he went through in a year is a lifetime compared to what most could comprehend. Aorun is the most sensitive out of his brothers and the most emotional yet he never knew his weakness is his inability to keep going." Liyu has a cold l

He was immersed in his game, the glow from the monitor reflecting faintly off his sharp features. She wanted to cry again, but she couldn’t. Her body felt hollow, her emotions drained beyond reach. Earlier, she hadn’t even protested when one of Gaara’s maids had helped her bathe in the jacuzzi. Her clothes had been torn and stained with blood, so she’d simply let them strip the ruin away, numb and silent. Now she wore his T-shirt again, drowning in its size and his faint scent. Through it all, she said nothing. No questions. No tears. No words.

My fingers twitched, longing for the feel of a blade. My lips trembled with the rage I'd caged for too long before they finally stretched into an empty, cold smile. "You really knew how to get on my nerves, huh?" I whispered, the words thick with venom. "You never fail at all." A flicker of something—was it satisfaction?—flashed in Uncle Hajime's eyes, but he didn't speak. Cretheus stepped closer to me, close enough for his heat to calm the tremble in my limbs, but not enough to hold me back. He knew this wasn't his fight to lead. This was mine.

The thing I knew about the undead, they were literal killing machines driven by their bloodlust and thirst for blood. They had no emotions. Anxiety. Pain. Sadness... Human emotions. Their hands wouldn't tremble at their sides from fear, their cheeks wouldn't go red in embarrassment, they won't feel pain if they were punched in the gut. But here was Nathan. His hands were trembling fists on his lap, his face pulled back in a grimace as he seemed to remember in awful detail when his mate rejected him from his best friend. "How do you do it?" I asked again, because he clearly hadn't heard me the first time.

Ning. Ahn fell in to silence which was speaking more words than he wanted to admit. Jaemin and Minhu looked at each other in understanding. "It happened with you as well. Didn’t it?" ……………………………………….. "It happened with you as well. Didn’t it?" Asked Minhu even though he didn’t want answer from Ahn. He was sure of it. "Not exactly the same way" said Ahn deep in his thoughts. "Please explain" said Jaemin in curiosity. "It was like my touch subsided her anger and her temperature completely. Like a magic. It was there for a minute and gone as soon as I touched her" Ahn explained although his explanation didn’t solve much of their questions.

His emotionless Goddess just turned to a lethal seductress and he was helpless when it came to her. " Stroke him,slowly and lightly, apply pressure from time to time." She remembered another way to seduce a man and send him over the edge so she dived in to explore. She was excited with this new experience but damn it, she was loving every minute of it. She stroked him but not gently, she squeezed him not too tight but enough to send Justin jerking and arching his back. Amidst the pleasurable pain,he savoured the restrained sweetness of having his junior securely on her palm. It was painfully pleasurable and he was getting affected. His brain was now fogged with lust and pure desire. He imagi

Neptune asked, setting his hand free. “I will tie that one you seem to love so much, and I'll kill her with my sperm. Unlike Akira, I'll make sure it shoots up in her, and I'll watch whilst she dies.” He chuckled. “I just wanted you to know.” Immediately, I felt all the anger and rage in the world. My body coursed with pain, and I felt the world shake for a few seconds. “Okay, wait for her in the underworld.” He smirked, raising his hand to deliver the final blow.

One could not help but wonder how fierce this match would have been had it not been for his injuries. Before Mane knew it, his consciousness slunk into a state of meditation, and his Totem of Nobility appeared behind him in a grey fog. His eyes remained opened, and they took in the images of his father and uncle. If anything, those images grew sharper, and he could see much more clearly, but every other thing faded away. His master and Cronos became blurs he would hear no longer. “I know he is a genius, but this is absurd,” Cronos muttered from within the young Supreme’s soul.