Novelas y relatos de Masamune Kun No Revenge

had several questions to ask but wanted to let it all lie low while I focused on the future and how to get my revenge on those who had killed me. I was sure not going to let it slide. I wanted to know exactly how I was reborn, but it seemed as though River kept going back and forth whenever I asked him that particular question, so I decided to let it slide. River was either keeping the information from me or didn't know either from the surprise I saw in his eyes when I walked in. I shook my head and made up my mind that my revenge would come first. Our conversation continued, and as we spoke, I found myself slowly letting go of my old grudges. I realized that, in this new life, we could be

I glanced at her retreating figure, then back at the vase, the desire for revenge burning hot in my chest. Without thinking, I rushed toward the vase, my hand wrapping around its base as I lifted it. My heart raced, my vision blurred by the tears that had begun to spill down my cheeks. I raised the vase above my head, ready to strike, but just as I was about to bring it down on her, a sudden grip tightened around my wrist.

Tyler’s face was as pale as a ghost as he shouted, “H-Hashimoto! Shut up! Stop spouting nonsense! W-When did I ask you to kill Jasmine?! Jasmine is my niece… H-How could I possibly want to harm her! From what I see, it’s obvious that you have evil intentions yourself, but… but you’re framing me for it! What the hell?!” Reuben also rebuked, stuttering, “T-That’s right! Hashimoto Kazumi, y-you f*cking Japanese! H-How dare you to come all the way to Aurous Hill to spout nonsense! I-I’ll tear that filthy mouth of yours off your face!”

She attempts to stab her, giving Ki only enough time to raise the mask tied to her arm to block the swift attack. Izanami: (Striking the mask dead on she spun the blade mid-swing causing it to operate like a drill and completely shatter the mask, mic and all.) "Ha! Now you di-" (She is suddenly blown backwards by a huge surge of energy coming from Kimora. Shining like the sun, Kimora's clothing begins to burn from solar heat and cosmic energy. This causes Izanami to reach for a kunai.)

"Sir, if I were, I'm pretty sure I'd know." Asia answered, rolling his eyes at the absurdity of the question. "Fine, then you'll need to prove it. Rei, get him." Kamman gave an order, and Rei instantly moved, reaching him in seconds. Asia gave way to the punch, which missed his face by a whisker. He was caught off guard, but his reflexes were insanely good; he grabbed the arm that had thrown the punch and twisted it behind Rei's back. Rei was quick and escaped his grip, but two jabs met his ribs as Asia spun around, fast as light. Asia then swept Rei's feet, sending him sprawling to the ground.

In a fit of rage, she grabbed a kitchen knife and ended their lives, ultimately receiving a prison sentence. The baby was brought to me. I didn’t keep him. After all, this child was theoretically the offspring of mine and Felicity’s enemies. I’m no saint. I sent him straight to an orphanage and never intervened again. Then one night, I dreamt of Felicity. Turns out her spirit had never left. Only after I completed my revenge was she able to rest. She expressed profound gratitude for my vengeance. My eyes welled with tears as I whispered sincerely, “It should be me thanking you for giving me the chance to live again.”

And if Miyamura were a different person, that attempted assault would have crippled him mentally. And maybe it did. Because as Sorahiko tears into Rei, she sees the way Miyamura’s eyes lighten up with each furious shout. She sees the way he looks at Sorahiko— like he’s salvation and light wrapped in one package. “I don’t care if he’s a man or a god! And I don’t fucking care about your agenda! All I know is that you hurt him, so you’ll fucking apologize!”. Not everyone sees how deep Sorahiko’s words go, but Miyamura stands straighter, he shakes off the depressive air around him and looks straight at Sora.

He simply lifts one hand— —and Riker collapsed as if pulled by invisible wires. Not killed. Not unconscious. Pinned. Like a bug under a thumb. Elias watched carefully. “That’s not supernatural. It’s tech. Adrastus-grade.” Julius muttered, “You say that as if it makes it less terrifying…” Sheraphina’s voice trembled as she speaks to the man. “Don’t kill him.” Everyone froze. Even the warehouse seemed to blink in confusion. Sheraphina stepped forward, placing herself between the assassin and the captive criminal.

I drove towards the beach because in a few minutes, the sun will rise and I want to see my last sunrise before having my revenge later on at night. As soon as I arrived at the beach, I got off my motorbike. I took off my helmet and sat down on the sand feeling the cold sea breeze. I closed my eyes and tears started to come out from my eyes remembering why I'm starting my revenge today. I got up and opened up the seat cushion of my motor bike. I looked at the small brown envelope and took it out. I walked slowly towards the water and closed my eyes praying for my sanity to go for revenge.

For them to cry blood? Ansif caressed her back silently. His action surprised him. But he let it leave. After few minutes, Simran pulled away and said “ You have not completed your revenge yet. Do the same thing my brother did with Aliyah , throw me on road like he did” Ansif watched her in shock. How could she say something like that. Though he thought of doing something like that a the beginning, he could never do that, it is against his morals.