Himeno Chainsaw Man Novels & Stories

T-Rex said as they both continue the stare while the tension rise. "I know i can't count on you two," a voice said as the tension between T-Rex and Henshitu-sha reached the point that it seems they will be fighting soon. Over...Overseer," Henshitu-sha stuttered as they both saw a man that has a dignified look on him, the man was wearing a mid era Japanese kimono and has a feminine look on him, he had a black hair but the tip of his hair where a bit purple matching with his eyes that was purplish, he can't be described as being handsome but beautiful .

Many young girls were there, all tired, broken, and unconscious. I tried to move my hands some more, but couldn’t. There are giant chains around my hands; they must know that they will be strong enough to break free from the rope. This, on the other hand, didn't seem like a regular chain. It looked like the kind that held giant beasts captive. My heart rate accelerates, and my movements become more desperate. "HELP!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. "SOMEBODY HELP ME!" Damn Alexander! I will have my revenge.

In a matter of time, the people at the cafe broke into whispers and mumbling. "Oh my God!", Hannah whisper-yelled. " Aiden Walters is back!" I saw him exit Blossombee taking one last look at me. "Who is he?", I asked Hannah, digging into my pancakes again. She looked at me with a serious expression and spoke " He is bad news, Haven. Aiden Walters is a part of Chains and Smokes- one of the most dangerous gangs in this town. Nobody in this town dares to even cross paths with him. He has a temper and it got him into trouble so many times. He almost killed Ryder, a member of his rival group. Four months back, he fled somewhere for some unknown reason. Nobody knows where he went or why. Now that

Kael charged down the slope, his shadow stretching unnaturally long, chains glinting faintly against the fog. The silver-haired woman caught sight of him first. For the briefest moment, her eyes widened in shock. Then, with no time for questions, she turned her blade to cover his approach. Kael lunged, his pipe raised, and brought it down with every ounce of strength. The impact rang out like a bell. The creature staggered, more from surprise than pain, and turned its skull-like head toward him. Kael’s shadow writhed. Chains erupted. They lashed out with a speed that startled even him, coiling around the monster’s leg, yanking it sideways. The beast roared, stumbling just enough for the silv

I wondered what he meant by ‘a number of things’, as chills went down my spine. I was about to ask what he meant by doing a number of things to me, but I saw two men in black coats walking into the room from the corner of my eyes. My eyes went back to Alexander who seemed to have noticed that my eyes had wandered, and had also felt the presence of other people in the room. “Is this a new toy?”, one of them asked. He had not seen my face yet. Clearly he did not know who I was. “You have so many Suki, you keep adding to your collections daily.”

Below it, another name. RENJI MORI. Hayate closed his eyes. The lamp at the end of the room flickered. A man stepped from behind the cages. Thin. Grey-haired. One side of his face pulled tight by burn scars. He held a chain in one hand. At the end of it knelt a boy no older than twelve. The boy looked up. Same dark eyes as Hayate. Same scar through the left brow. Hayate made a sound I had never heard from him before.

Klara choked out. “Let her go!” Marc roared, he had already pushed a unspecific mind link, to anyone that would hear. “No little Hunterson, she’s mine,” Derek growled back. Klara was seeing spots over her vision, she was desperately trying to stay awake as she extended her claws to slash at his hand. Derek’s hand didn’t budge as blood dripped from the wounds she had created.

He became agitated, his chest heaving as he strained against the silver chains that bound his wrists and ankles. “Arghh” A low, vibrating hum erupted from his throat as he kept struggling against the chains. Suddenly, the man’s hands flexed and with a sickening sound of tearing flesh and grinding bone, metal like claws extended from his hands. They tore through the skin of his knuckles, gleaming brightly in the dimly lit space.

With my thoughts only on saving my animai, I swim to him and grab him around the waist feeling currents of electricity shoot through my arms making every individual scale on my tail tingle. I’m about to swim to the surface when a burning sensation around my wrist gets my attention. I watch in astonishment as an electric blue and purple chain appears around my left wrist. That same link stretches, and I watch it form around the wrist of the man in my arms. The chain fades away, turning into a brand around my wrist with the same shifting colours. I want to find out what the hell just happened, but if I float around thinking about it my animai will drown to death.

He started the chainsaw, echoing a loud vibrating sound throughout the room. "Which part will go to the masterpiece first...?" Malcolm pondered. "Oh, the left? No, no, no. What about the right? Tick-tock, time ticks, and so does your death. Now be reborn as a great masterpiece..." Malcolm continued saying before striking the chainsaw, slicing through the man's left hand. "Ahhhh!" the man screamed in pain. Blood splattered around the whole area, staining the white cardboard Malcolm had placed around the man for his painting.