Gokaiger Black Novels & Stories

The silence that followed was a physical strike, a vacuum of absolute zero that tasted of the milk and honey of a childhood I had never allowed myself to remember. Then, he stepped out. It wasn't a monster of smoke or a goddess of glass. It was a boy. He looked to be no more than five years old. He had messy, raven-black hair and eyes the color of glacial ice—blue, piercing, and terrifyingly innocent. He wore a threadbare wool sweater and small, salt-stained boots. He was a ghost made of meat. He was a five-year-old Kael Blackwood. Ga-chi.

Shoes, bags, and phones lay scattered across the floor. No bodies. A man stood on a raised platform at the centre. Tall. Broad-shouldered. Long dark coat. A scar crossed one side of his mouth. He held a curved blade in each hand. His eyes were not red. They were amber. Wolf eyes. Raiken stopped. The stranger smiled. “Tide King.” Hayate entered behind us, blade ready. “Daigo Blackthorn.” The name changed the air. Daigo looked at him. “Still serving crowns?”

"Strigoi, Nosferatu, Jiangshi…" Suddenly black smoke emits from the words, a figure emanating from the black smoke. "I'm finally free, free from the clutches of the chronicles. It's time to claim the world once and for all and create a New Dawn under my rule." The voice chuckled. "What's happening?" I shuddered, the sinister aura cloaking the smoke. "The King of the Vampire has arrived."

The Lorraine I know has a unique wheezing laugh. "Don't mind her." The bald man, I'm pretty sure he's the bassist/cellist/drummer Satoshi from Blacklist! he glanced at the form I had submitted online perhaps to confirm my claim. "Fukuda Kagami-san, correct?" "Yes, sir." I heard one of the contestants gasp. "That's-" "Ahem!" A chic man with silky long black hair, Renjiro, a bassist/screamer from the former heavy metal band, Ainz glanced in the contestants' direction.

Well, I’m on my way. ... Reminder, the distance from Goa Jepang to Goa Gajah is 1.196,7 Km. “Arrgh! Why should I get such an opponent?!” Koji shouted. Suddenly, he senses something coming from the sky. Koji evades it immediately and it is a very old geezer who was about to send him a lethal attack from the sky. “Are you the one who occupies Goa Gajah, old fart?” Koji asked upset. The old man who wears an anime girl shirt gets up and says, ”Kids these days do not know manners, eh?”