Naruto Blank Period Novels & Stories

The words landed in the room without preamble, without softening, because I had learned in the last six hours that there was no gentle way to say it and no point pretending otherwise. Nate went completely still. Not the controlled stillness he used as a weapon. Something different — something that happened to him rather than something he chose. His eyes stayed on my face and didn’t move and for a long moment he simply breathed. “How long?” His voice came out different. Stripped of something. “Four weeks. Maybe five.” I watched him do the same mathematics I had done. I watched him arrive at the same place and stop there, at the edge of it, looking down.

They exchanged powerful attacks to each other. They move quickly in different directions while constantly exchanging blows. Thousands of warriors could do nothing but watch because they still could not move due to gravity. "What makes you strong? You were even weaker than the lice recently," Magnus asked. "It's good that I learned the scroll that contains the useful ninja technique. With that technique, I was able to strengthen myself ten times so I can use the full power of Anna and Devora." Jin said in his mind while fighting Magnus. "However, there is a limit to this ability, if I don't defeat Magnus at the right time, the technique will expire and I will definitely lose." Jin added.

The void tightens again. ⸻ “Power is inefficient.” ⸻ [Final Display] He raises his hand. The entire battlefield compresses— Gravity spikes. Time slows. Space bends inward. The three elites struggle just to remain conscious. ⸻ Then— Silence. Everything releases. ⸻ [Closing Shot] Shinjuku turns away. Walking across a platform that forms beneath his feet. ⸻ “Adapt… or be erased.” ⸻ The camera pulls back— Revealing the massive, endless training void…

I could almost taste the acrid fear that had gripped me, the images flashing before my closed eyelids like a disjointed film reel. I staggered out of bed but immediately lost my balance, groaning at the sharp pain that zapped up my leg. I couldn't feel Fuyu in my head, and I didn't bother calling out to him. He had exhausted himself extremely, and he needed all the rest he could get. On average, it would take Fuyu three days of total undisturbed rest to be back to full strength, but taking into consideration how we had drained ourselves of energy, I wondered how long it would take him.

It felt as though my very essence was being unraveled, a raw exposure to suffering I hadn't fathomed. I cling to the echoes of sanity, trying to reconcile the surreal pain with reality. Time itself seemed to warp as the ordeal continued, each moment stretched by the relentless agony coursing through my veins. After what felt like an eternity, Nate withdrew his teeth, and a sudden, eerie calm descended. The intense pain lingered, but now it's accompanied by a profound emptiness. It's as if he has drained not just blood but some vital essence from within me. I feel limp and numb, my body betraying any semblance of strength.

Everyone was filled with shock after hearing those words. They didn’t understand what Takai did to be this impressive…but judging from Aryan’s shock, they immediately understood. Nanako crossed her arms, showing a prideful expression. “There are some things that you might not know, Master Aryan. “When my uncle sparred with the Aenar Temple, he only showed ten out of fourteen slashes. He usually wouldn’t use the last four since they were the deadliest. “Even if Harvey’s lucky enough to deal with the first ten slashes… Nobody would be able to go against the last four! He’s dead for sure!”

--- Starting from when you actually begin, not from when you decided to stand there looking at it. --- "I'm preparing mentally." --- You've been 'preparing mentally' for forty seconds. The System is timing you. --- I hit the wall. It hurts, because of course it does — I have no cultivation, no Ki circulating through my bones, no Aura reinforcing my knuckles. I'm sixteen years old with the official status of a failed root assessment, and I'm punching bare wood in a dim room at early morning while a sarcastic floating interface counts my repetitions. Two. Three. Four.

That was something he would never imagine. Now he did not have any more doubts about his future with her. She was his destiny. There wasn't any other explanation for that. He saw that she didn't know how to manage the powers properly. But she was doing a good job. It took him more than a year to master his abilities. But she didn't seem to be having her powers for a long time, because she blacked out. And that was a common symptom at the beginning. But even so, when he saw her falling, unconscious, he almost stopped breathing.

She mumbled sarcastically. “Why is that?” Conan cleared his throat, quite astonished with her sincerity. “Do you need to release your anger or something?” Hinata clenched the arm couch, her eyes narrowed in displeasure. “Sort of… yeah. Right now, I’m so emotional. I can barely think straight.” Conan’s sharp chin nodded. “Great, use that. Embrace the void.” “I see…” Hinata solemnly nodded. “Excuse me, what?” Only then did she realize something weird. “Are you asking me to act out according to my instinct?”

Rina smiled at her then responded in a low voice that only she could hear, " only for a second there, they're much shorter than i remember," Iori nodded silently, her blackouts had never been this short. She was starting to realize although they were much farther between for a while now, they used to last much longer than this. But, recently she was realizing that they were becoming slightly more frequent, but she was starting to be able to pull herself out of the memory lane without much help and sometimes under shorter notice.