Ichigo Dual Wield Zangetsu Fanfiction Time Travel Novels & Stories

"(Looking a little worried now, she begins to take a step backwards as the energy settles in the room. Kimora then calmly says aloud...) Kimora: "Distortion." (Time freezes once again, but this time the entire town is frozen in time. Some of the buildings begin to distort, returning to old feudal Japan versions of themselves. Kimora knowing that her powers have gone out of control sperated her and Dantzler's timelines with a wave of her hand, causing them to exist on the same dimension but in different times. Izanami growls in anger and begins charging a inky black aura around her arrow shaped sword as if ready for Kimora. Taking this time to concentrate specifically on Izanami and aiming Re

“You’re not an advanced cultivator, so how did you travel through the River of Time? How did you withstand the pressure while traveling through the River of Time? Also, why did you come to our age from the future?” The Ancestral Needle Master peppered him with questions. James replied truthfully. “I used the Time Capsule to travel through the River of Time. Not only do I have Crucifier, but I also have Exalter. Fusing the two will form the Time Capsule.” “Oh?” Intrigued, the Ancestral Needle Master pressed for more details. “What is an Exalter? Are you saying it can be fused with Crucifier? Why don’t I know of its existence?”

“Open the next space of time in this world and book, Arius.” Smirking as he is not fond of being commanded, yet he wanted to get out of this time, and moment that is beating him with the pain that he doesn’t know why, as it is all too foreign for him to begin with. He immediately sways his scythe as he tears the space and time, jumping them both and leaving with the echoing promise. “You would not forget, right?” “I will come back, for you, Ryuu.”

In the moment between the end of time, Armageddon, and the apocalypse. At some point in time. Riyjin Tsuki was kidnapped at a point in time, when he saw himself being caught, almost sick, when he thought he would be used as bait, taking advantage of the fact that he would be a pawn in the demon games, being when he found himself in the end times with Zariel that took Riyjin Tsuki to different parts of time on one of his time travels, in which he saw a portal, he couldn't remember how he got there.

Fear. "You better start believing now, sweety. You're in one." Hadid said as Sumire stood blinking at the ridiculous scene before her in utter disbelief. She looked at Zenia, whose eyes had completely turned red, and her fangs had come out. Her eyes directed back at Hadid and flinched when he pulled out the dagger and saw how his wound had healed. "You- you're not real." Sumire stammered. Her heart hammer against her chest. She was hoping this was all just a dream.

“Sure, but as for how to do it…” “Just leave it to me.” Kaze squatted in front of Jiro and tapped his body a few times. He then got up and looked at his watch. “Half an hour later, send him back to the dojo’s entrance.” Refined Blade Dojo was actually less than a five minute walk from Bronze Sparrow. “Really?” Miru was surprised. She knew Kaze was unpredictable but being able to control a person’s time of death was something inconceivable. Then, Wolf chuckled and said, “Boss, if Kaze said it’s okay, then it’s definitely okay.”

How could I stop my mind from constantly wondering who the hell that male was in the trunk that night? I stare at the large grim reaper on his back, there is an hourglass in his hands instead of the usual scythe. Time was more a weapon than that was and they wanted their enemies to know when their time was up. Something like that. There are rumors of them carving an hourglass into the flesh of their enemies and I want to believe its just a myth.

the goddess screamed at my invisible double before she slumped backwards onto the surface of the watery altar and melted on the flat surface. All eyes were now on my invisible double as he remained at the particular spot he’d been standing, while holding the YESHUA katana. The comments made by invisible doubles around him were as follows: “What has he done now?” “Why did she melt off like that?” “Is the meeting over?” “That katana is not an Ebie katana…I wonder where he got it from.” Timmy’s invisible double soon pushed his way through the other invisible doubles and came face to face with mine, fuming.

He threw them at their owner, who easily caught them in his hand. Narrowing his eyes, Sachin said to Dean, “Protect your own wife.” Holding the blades Sachin threw at him, Dean’s body emitted a heavy bloodlust. As he looked at Zeppelin once again, there was eagerness in his eyes. Ten years ago, Dean and Zeppelin had an epic duel. Zeppelin had lost, and Dean had used his double blades to carve a cross-shaped scar on Zeppelin’s chest. In order to avenge himself, Zeppelin had worked hard for ten years, training intensely just so he could one day have a rematch against Dean.

“Beast, and no Samurai! Come; let us see which of us the better man is.” Furiously incensed, Zempachi thrust with his spear at Tsunéhei; but he, trusting to his good sword, attacked Zempachi, who, cunning warrior as he was could gain no advantage. At last Zempachi, losing his temper, began fighting less carefully, so that Tsunéhei found an opportunity of cutting the shaft of his spear. Zempachi then drew his sword, and two of his retainers came up to assist him; but Tsunéhei killed one of them, and wounded Zempachi in the forehead. The second retainer fled affrighted at the youth's valor, and Zempachi was blinded by the blood which flowed from the wound on his forehead. Then Tsunéhei said--