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she explained patiently. It made sense; I didn't like it, but it made sense. "So, who is she? And how do I find her?" I asked. "Her name is Jenevive, and she lives in the bayous of Louisiana," she answered. So that explains Avamarie's accent I thought to myself. "So, I have to leave this place in the middle of a zombie apocalypse-" "Soul eaters," she corrected. "What is that anyway?" She gave me a confused look. "They eat souls. What else did you need to know?"

he announced, “and Alpha Theron of the Ironclaw. You will fight under ancient law. No weapons. No interference. To the death, or surrender.” Ryu didn’t flinch. Theron grinned like a man already victorious. Before the fight, there was a ritual. One that hadn’t been done in generations. The Bonding of the Soul, meant to draw strength from Luna. I didn’t want to do it, didn’t want to stand in the center of that bloody place and give the crowd more reason to stare. But Ryu turned to me, and his hand reached out. “I need you,” he said softly. I nodded.

As you heard, I still have a performance today, as I’m one of the best singers in our campus and I need a long-time rest but because of that ear-breaking scream, I immediately went to the bathroom to do my morning routine… Hello, by the way, I’m Manuel Kagura Anastacio, Kagu or Manuel for short, 19 years old, 2nd year college nursing student. You’re probably wondering why my second name sounds like a girl? Well, that was the work of my lovable mom, because according to her, the word Kagura is a Japanese word which means entertaining the Gods.

I was introduced into this world on the eve of my mother's death. Through the many stories of my father, I learned what I could about the woman I loved but would never know. She was called Sakura after the season of the cherry blossoms. She was a petite, delicate woman of pale skin. In her joy and happiness, she would turn the gentle pink of the flowers of the season. My father was named Homura after the blaze one would see during his anger if it ever showed.

Su Yeon shook her head, “No, I wasn’t thinking about it. I wonder, why don’t you use your name if you have one? Gon… it’s a very nice name! Who gave this?” Mr. Secretary aka Gon remembered her past life image and the memory, “Our little one gave me this name, it’s a Japanese word which means a person who is kind, friendly and loyal. Only Master Song knows my name and now you.” Su Yeon commented, “You seem so attached with your little one and her family.” This time, Gon realized that till now, he was referring his Miss as ‘Little one’. In the past life, he always wanted to call her ‘Little one’ just like Crown Prince used to do, but due to the hierarchy and social norms, he refrained himself.

When they entered, all they saw was a dead body devoid of any signs of life. “Forefather!” Jin, the greatest Japanese Shaman Master, had also kicked the bucket. Soon, weeping sounds filled the room. On the international dark web, in the exclusive section of GPE the next morning, explosive news filled every column there. The great Demigod of the Celestial Empire, Maxime, perished three days ago, while the Great Shaman of Japan, Jin, passed away yesterday.

But who would have thought the person who gave me that drink was a man who cared about me. "Eh, miss. If you disgust me, I can accompany you here until your friend returns. Just think of it as an apology for my first brother. Sorry, I'm a little stubborn. Anyway, my name is Kazexian. He is the first brother's name is Kim, this is his second brother's name is Kanzuka, this is his third brother's name is Kazame. I am the last brother, Kazexian. What is your name?" said Kazexian introducing himself.

“ペネロペ (Penerope).” He tapped his fingers against the table, seeming pleased. “Did you know her name in kanji can be written as 幸音礼 (Kō-on-rei)? It carries the meaning of ‘blessed sound and gratitude.’ A name with such a meaning… How very fitting.” Like I care if her name means anything good or bad, before I could respond, Ryuji lifted his sake cup giving me a sly smile. “To Christian’s wife,” he said, now grinning.

“Alright. After the meeting with Mr. Lee, prepare the plane. We’ll go to country P. I have personal matters to attend to later. “Aye. Aye, Ma’am.” George replied. He even saluted as he went inside the office. Today was Hana Saito’s death anniversary. And Mariko secretly visited her sister’s grave every time she misses her. Mariko also changed her name from Mariko Saito to Marie Gibbs. And she owns Cherry Inc. One of the most popular gadgets all over the world. Mariko changed the name of their family business. She announced that she had sold the company, under Marie Gibbs, and George was the one who was facing the company's board of directors and investors on her behalf in Japan.

I wondered how horrifying must have it been to loose every member of his family in one day, to know that it wasn't an accident and that he couldn't do anything about it… He had to let go every single inch of his old life, all because of one person. “Is that why you created TK Industries? To build company powerful enough to compete with the one which is now in your uncle's hands?” it was easy to make such conclusion with my “writer's brain”. “Yes…” he smiled, applauding my sharp-wittedness, “My father's company name was Tsuchida Holdings. The TK in TK Industries actually stands for Tsuchida Koukei… which means Tsuchida successor,” he explained smirking. “So your name is actually Tsuchida Hiro