Naruto 8 Gate Novels & Stories

"Lea, we're at your house. You need to open the gate, alright?" "What? I don't understand you, Iris. I'm just cold." My patience is slowly picking down. My jaw tightened as I tried to open their gate. But then, I realized that the gate has a smart lock. It needed a fingerprint and a pin to access. Oh fuck. What will happen to us now that she's drunk? "Lea, what's the pin of your gate?" "Oh, the pin?" "Yes." "It's five, one, one, one, two, eight."

The Gate was alive with energy, pulsing in rhythm with his presence, acknowledging his authority as its chosen guardian. As he stepped closer, the runes on the Gate shimmered and changed, the lines of ancient symbols twisting and reforming before his eyes. They were patterns he recognized—warnings, instructions, cryptic glimpses into the unknown. The power within the Gate surged, a wave of energy so intense it brought Veyron to his knees. His hands cradled his head as the visions flooded him.

I just rolled my eyes, " Yeah, of course believing you eat octopus bones is crazy after one travels through a portal to a different planet and then rides on a flying pegasus. You know all the obvious stuff. I see, where you are coming from. How silly of me." Jude just giggles at my snide remark and I couldn't help but smile back at him. " So how many gates are there exactly? " " Just two main gates. There is mainly forest and farmland between gate one and gate two. After this when we cross the second gate residence area starts." " Make sense, sounds very systematic." " It is and also very secure." I just continued asking him as many insignificant questions as I can and chit-chatting about va

A being so powerful that all records of the monster and why the gate was made were removed as even mentioning the name of the beast would invite the end of all things. It is said the gate was made to test the knight’s body, mind, and soul as they will fight a thousand foes each having the strength of a demi-god. Should the knight succeed in killing the first wave the next wave they shall face will be multiplied by a thousand and become an endless horde of enemies.

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Moana’s POV The secondary gates were massive, twin slabs of ancient mountain oak that had been iron-shod by Lana Vance’s newly organized forge crew. They stood at the throat of the middle tier, a vital line of defense that separated the residential quarters from the outer cattle pens. For a decade, passing through these gates meant enduring a screeching, metallic protest that signaled to the entire valley that someone was moving between the worlds of the privileged and the damned. Now, as Eldrick pushed the heavy left timber back with a single, casual press of his palm, the gate swung on its fresh oil-slicked hinges in absolute, ghost-like silence.

The door asked. “Approved.” Theraphosa replied. “Access granted for Rain Sky.” Upon saying that, the glow on Rain’s hand turned green. Theraphosa nodded her head and looked at the other two. “Next.” Gon stepped forward next while Matthew was a bit hesitant. Gon placed his hand on the door and it glowed red. “State your identity. “Uhh, Gon.” “Scanning. Searching. Individual: Uhh Gon, not found.” “What?” Gon was shocked.

Slowly, Anya’s fingertips left the wall until she stood up then jumped into the home. Is this...It? I already took her home, as I promise Liam--well, kind of. And should I go? Should I say ‘Toolaloo~! Farewell~!’? Or maybe just escaping is the right thing to do? I said nothing and did nothing but stare at the gates which are also weirdly crafted at first sight, but I get the gist of it now. It’s supposed to be swirly vines with thorns all around but there are longer daggers near the middle, where the lock and latches are I suppose. People think they’ve done something but this is the worst fake-deep I’ve ever seen. And this one is not even from the internet! I hope the design of this is over

Arius questioned. "Not permanently," Nero explained. "We just need you to kill the angel…before he kills us." Arius hesitated a bit before nodding. He stood up, looking down at Nero. "I'll go. Open the gate." "You got it," said Nero cheerfully. He slowly got to his feet and flexed his wings a bit. His eyes closed, and his body started glowing a soft red. In the sky above them appeared the gate, swirling in the cover of the white clouds.

Aruna whispered. Gabriel. The Eighth Founder. Proof. Physical proof. He had existed. He had never been a myth. He had simply been erased. Dante reached toward the gate. The moment his fingers touched the metal— A loud mechanical sound echoed through the mountains. Everyone drew weapons instantly. The gate began opening. By itself. Slowly. The enormous steel doors separated with a grinding noise. Revealing darkness beyond. Nobody moved. Nobody breathed. The gate stopped. Fully open. An invitation.