Fan Made Devil Fruit Generator Novels & Stories

He clicked his fingers and a book bigger than bother of them appeared from nowhere. "This is the special devil fruit", Master Damien joked.

Looking at their son, who stood like a modern-day god of war, their eyes brimmed with overwhelming pride. "Jack, we did it," Dr. James held up a vial glowing with a pure, ethereal blue light. "This is the final stabilizer. Combined with your planetary authority, we won't just heal the Void Kindred—we can manufacture shield generators that completely resist the Devourer’s mental corruption!" "Beautiful work, Mom, Dad." A murderous glint flashed in Jack’s eyes. "Since the Devourer likes sending assassins to our house, it’d be incredibly rude of us not to return the favor with a little gift of our own."

In six days, Fang pack stops being mediocre and starts being legendary. All because his son saw a broken servant as a hybrid weapon waiting to be forged. Dante raises his glass to the rising sun and drinks to a future built on manipulation, secrets, and one girl's complete destruction. To power. Always to power.

Being a saint was the deadliest during an apocalypse. [Ding! The human body fishing ended successfully. Time to settle the rewards!] [Congratulations, you've received: 1 small nuclear fusion generator, 1 high-pressure water gun, 1 indoor soilless cultivation base, 3 premium cold-resistant combat suits!] Looking at the generator that was flashing blue in the system storage, I was elated. With this thing around, our home could still feel like spring all year round, even if the power outside was completely cut off. We could even have a barbecue.

With just a thought, a gift bag appeared in front of him. ‘Sighs… this is so convenient.’ Opening the gift pack, Feng Shaotian saw a fruit with an apple-like appearance. But, the fruit's color is violet with Triple S markings on it. “Appraisal!” « SSS Rank Warrior Talent Fruit » Description: Anyone who eats this fruit would directly break through the limits of talent, instantly becoming a Triple S Ranker. “Jackpot!” Feng Shaotian’s eyes shine brilliantly like stars. He couldn't help but feel optimistic about his future. Seeing himself walking unhindered outside, killing anyone who threatens his life, and punishing those who disrupt his peaceful life.

"The Souls of Infants Sword!" The evil cultivator snapped open the folding fan that was the length of an arm in his hand and danced violently. Suddenly, terrifying and twisted faces appeared on the surface of the folding fan, and they all seemed to be children around four years old, crying, screaming, roaring, or howling. In an instant, everyone felt as if they fell into hell when they heard the noises. "Soul Shattering Slash!"

“Try flying.” Feral did as told and was slapped in the face with the reality that this shit was all show and no tell. He couldn’t fly! Just as his mind acknowledged that all this was fake, the effect it had on his mind faded and all he could see was… nothing but the old, bland him. Feral: ….. As for how he would fly, Genad had gifted him an artifact that increased his wind ability both in duration and power allowing him to fully harness his wind magic. So all the VR did was project his appearance while he (and the item) did the whole work.

Giuseppe said, pointing his machete at Malachi. Malachi scoffed and eyed the Yutarian Warrior as he said, "I'm Malachi. And today, I'm going to teach you a thing or two!" Without another word, he shot forward, flicking open the folding fan in his hand. It was made from pure steel, with blades lining the edges. Giuseppe knew that it was a powerful weapon, so he hastily raised his machete to block it. However, he had made a critical mistake. He had focused only on the fan and forgotten to be on his guard against Malachi. In his distraction, Malachi struck him square in the chest.

If only there was a way to get back to Father Clarence for a free healing prayer to recover his in-game stamina. “Here,” Akiko offered them a strange fruit. “Eat this. It helps to recover stamina. We got this from a monster drop on the higher floors.” Zen accepted the swirly-patterned fruit and ate it without hesitation, only to gag when the taste hit his sense. That pungent taste revived him completely, and despite the olfactory malfunction from the pungent fruit that left a spicy aftertaste, Zen was completely recovered and ready to take on a new batch of green slimes already flying his way.

Xiao Chen cleared his throat and said with a serious expression, "Brother Koo-chee, how many fruits do you have? Give them all to me." "Koo-chee, Koo-chee, Koo-chee." The Koo-chee beast looked happy and handed Xiao Chen four Seven-apertured Octarine Core Fruits. Xiao Chen did not frown even a little bit when he put the four fruits into his mouth one by one. He chewed and swallowed them. A moment later, Gui Xian walked in and said with a smile, "It seems the girl always has a measure." "Burp..."