Kami-tachi Novels & Stories

“Then let’s finish this. Once and for all, let's end all of this.” I turned back to the mist, narrowing my eyes as Tatiana’s figure finally began to take shape. A crown of black thorns. A gown of smoke. Eyes like ice. “You wanted war?” I snarled at her, my voice low and dangerous. “Then you’ve got one.” I dropped to all fours, crouched low, muscles coiled tight. And then I charged. My pack followed. And the battlefield became fire and teeth and vengeance.

Though all the portals to the dark realms had been sealed shut Kimora may have returned or not have left in the first place… "Lucky for us, that was over twenty years ago if I'm not mistaken. The last account of Kimora may have been a mistake if you ask me" Jade tosses a ball and catches it mid air, heaves a huge sigh and confessed; "You've said this story like a million times and no matter how many times I hear it, it is still thrilling to hear it once again". "Jade, all is not what it seems and that's why you are trained to control positive energy and not dark matter in case it returns we will be prepared" said Hentai.

Impact whites out vision—sacred forgefire, sunrise, dragonfire, foxfire fused in perfect harmony. The nest shatters—silent cataclysm spreading outward. Core implodes—purified light consuming void in a final, cleansing blaze. *Boss Defeated: Tokyo Kami-Devourer Matriarch* *EXP two hundred fifty million (Party Share)* *Level Up: Deep Scribe Level one hundred twenty-three → Level one hundred twenty-eight* *New Title: Divine Ally (thirty percent Damage with Kami Forces)* *New Title (Kayo & Rowan): Bonded Chaos & Order (+fifteen percent Synergy Strikes)*

“You’re really dangerous.” Tohya narrowed his eyes, holding his weapons in a way so that he is ready for combat at any given time. “Who did?” he asked dangerously. “Kami.” Yuri exchanged looks with her teammates before turning back towards Yuuki. “Who is this ‘Kami’?” she asked. “What is his real name?” “Kami is Kami,” was Yuuki’s answer. “He has no name. He is God.” Yuri, Tohya and Ren exchanged looks, all silently agreeing on the same thing. Whoever this Kami is, he seriously has a God complex.

Jaden just shook his shoulder giving a shrug like he was himself unaware and weirded out by the current situation. "By the way what is your name?" Isabella asked but when Jaden didn't reply, she spoke herself. "You know mine so it's fair only if I know yours too!" "Jaden" he answered And with that he walked away. Isabella also followed him outside towards the lift, hoping that she could get the pin for left so that she would leave but when they finally reached their resident put his fingerprint right adjacent to the lift where she saw nothing but plain steel after that the machine Shook and answered

Based purely on strength, Black Dragon was evidently stronger than Kamaitachi. Shock flashed across Kamaitachi’s face. Nicknamed as the legendary sickle weasel, his main training focus had been in strength, and all this while, he had absolute faith in his power. Even in that massive tribe he served, among the countless experts, Kamaitachi had confidence that his strength could overpower most fighters. However, as he faced this average tribe’s fighter, just this one punch made him realize their difference. After that exchange, both men paused for half a second before the two silhouettes clashed again.

It was as if they all had moved to a dark room and her eyes which stared into your soul was the only light so all you could do is stare back. Ayame exhales. “Aka Manto… Amanojaku… Gashadokuro… Jorogumo… Jubokko, Kappa, Kuchisake Onna, Kyokotsu, Nure Onna, Yuki Onna, Obariyon, Onihitokuchi, Shuten Doji, Tamamo-no-Mae, Yamauba, Sutoku Tenno… If its none of then then nod to this… Obake, Tengu, Tsukumogami, Kinataro, Rokurokubi, Yurei. None of these either huh… Then was it a Zashiki- warashi? Or a Tanuki. Don’t tell me perhaps a Ningyo or Amabie or an Iiju or a Kirin…. I’m getting exhausted now. I can’t find an answer…” says Ayame and starts chewing on her finger nails as her eyes started to get

He looks like he’s trying to breathe through his mouth and not his nose, leaving me to assume he finds the scent off-putting, too. Tasha nods. “It’s not exactly the same, but it’s similar enough that whatever they’re from are definitely the same species if not the same…things.” She says “things” in a tone that projects both disgust and bewilderment. “Alpha!” I hear Channing call as he approaches with Blake and Serafina. It takes just a moment before I realize he’s carrying a human over his shoulder in a fireman’s carry. “Who do you have there, Channing?” I ask, feeling my mouth go dry and the sensation of my stomach dropping, fearing the answer.

Jairon commented to me, then turned behind him. I saw his brow furrow in surprise. I took advantage of that to stand up and motioned to my companions to come closer. I want to laugh because they tortured me with their glares at the same time. "Bae, these are my friends. The Atrómitos Orgánosi heads are Aycxe, Shiela, Noella, and Sophia." I pointed them one by one. "He's my husband, Matthew," said Sophia as she put her hand on her husband's arm.

"Like I'm a pawn for you to control?! I didn't sign up for this costume party to be an errand boy! I have my own reasons for being here, and I'm no attack mage! You got beefy over there take him instead!!!" He said, pointing at the large framed figure on the throne. " Kanchi Asobi is a Holy Shoutorin artist. He doesn't fight anymore!!!" The figure snapped back at him. The figure walked over to the candelabra and dripped his blood over it once more.