Eternal Sharingan Novels & Stories

It was a symbol of farewell to death. “We understand.” They knew what to do. Awkwardly, they bent his upper body and gave their respect to the new lord of the Underworld. The one who inherited Shadow’s legacy. Hisoka. The oldest Potential Lab Rat - although he wasn’t the oldest - and also the longest survivor. “Brother?” Eagle tilted his head while being hugged by the massive Sleepy. “Give him to me.” Sleepy did, silently at that despite his mouth mumbling something controversial under his breath.

They were praised as one of the rarest gems! “What is your name? Where did you come from? Why do you have the Eternal Depths Sapphire?” Exclaimed Israel! X did not not seemed to care for the topic as he mostly disregarded it. “I am X, Son of Kon, last descendant of the Han clan. I do not have much on me, other than that what you see. I did not know that my possessions value was worth more than life. I will say this only once. I have slayed your kin, do not tempt me any further for those left will join him.” X said bitterly.

Shan Chu shouted in anger. “I can.” Shan Zhe is no longer the one who does not know what the three views for him, and the female soul behind him are not just any president of this world. This is someone coming from the same origin of their hometown, add up the body the other user as her vessel was his partner’s body. Who will be able to stay silent? If he needed to fight this second-ranked warrior Shan Yang he will do it. After all, he is not just a lowly rank spirit warrior, he can also fight for someone, and not be beaten.

It’s weird, it’s like she took the darkness with her. Emerson and Brjent stare openly at me, Farkas seems just as blown away as I am by the strangeness of it all. “Who was that?” He asks no one in particular. “That was Nanako Jimmu, youngest daughter to the first emperor of Japan and a very deadly member from the Band of Blood. This changes the entire situation Santiago, this isn’t good, not at all.” Emerson says breathless.

“Eternals are a race of immortals. Unlike other races, they are born with an insane amount of vitality, making it possible for them to live forever, even without any power to rely on.” Indra answered. Although he thought it strange that the Supreme didn’t know about Eternals, he didn’t mind answering the question. Besides, with how knowledgeable Mane was about other matters, the only reason he wouldn’t know about Eternals was if someone was preventing him from gaining access to that information. But Indra didn’t believe in hiding the truth from Mane. And he reckoned that Ananse didn’t mind his words either. If she did, with her powers as a scholar, she would have taken his words out of his m

"Grand Lord Ottai is fairly good-hearted, but he lacks political acumen. Also, in Urekai society, only the strongest among us is deemed fit to be king, and while Lord Ottai possesses incredible strength, he is not the strongest. Furthermore, he has no ambitions for the grand throne." Emeriel pondered for a moment before another question arose in his mind. "Forgive me for asking, but how did your late bondmate live for hundreds of years when she was human?" A soft, nostalgic light entered Lord Herod's eyes. "When a Urekai forms a bond with a syren, their lifespans become intertwined. The remaining years the Urekai has left are shared with their bondmate. So, if I had three thousand years rema

Shadow’s eyebrows shot up. “No one supposed to see them unless, they’re one of us,” Ren finally broke his silence. “When you said one of us, what’s that supposed to mean, Ren? What are you exactly?” Nirvana asked. “Our late Sensei Taiyo called them Reika and Kenshin.” When Ren undid the cufflink on his left wrist, the hair at the back of my neck started standing. He pulled the sleeve up his elbows and showed his glowing tattoos written in Japanese. My guess was they were runes, too. He ran his palm on the runes, causing Zarah and me to gasp. “Now you can see them. These are Fujin and Kazeshi.”

“If I’m meant to hold the seals, why are they breaking?” A pause. “Because,” the first elder admitted, “the system was never meant to rely on a single soul forever.” Gabriel’s jaw tightened. “So what’s the solution?” The elder looked at Fenrir. “A shared anchor,” she said. “Two resonant bloodlines. Balance.” My heart skipped. “You mean—” “No,” Fenrir said firmly. “You don’t get to decide that.” “This is not a demand,” the elder replied. “It is an option.”

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