One Piece Soru Novels & Stories

“His name is Soraka; he is your companion and a figure from that ring.” “Damn! That's terrifying; I don't want it."

They all looked at Sori expectantly. After a short pause, she realized what they were waiting for. She smiled; her cheeks flushed a little. “Um. Hi. I’m Soraya Wayne with a y. Formerly of Silverpine Pack. Currently believed to be deceased.” Her smile broadened when she realized that she shocked them all into silence. It made me proud to see and hear her move beyond her ordeal and poke some fun at it. “Well done, Mate,” I said teasingly. “You’re obviously very much alive. Thank Luna.”

I turn to see Acre, Sky, my mother and father and grandma Beth all standing around us, the latter three had burn marks around their necks from where the silver collars were, "Ocean, hold tight to Desert, only you can channel her powers, the rest hold hands" We all do as Lanna has instructed us and Lanna starts whispering words that sound like a chant as we stood watching the battle before us, the noise starts to dim, a light above the battle starts to decend and eventually we can see or hear anything, until a sweet voice hums a tune, calming us, then it whispers, "You have done so well, the bond of family is strong, remember to be as one",

As I took a shower and climbed under the covers, I found myself wondering if The Soul Eater is playing with me again or if some other forces are at work in this strange little town by the water. Sitting up in bed and yawning, I look around for my phone now that I can see clearly and when I do see it just by the edge of the bed, I reach down to grab it. What I didn’t expect was another knock on my door just afterwards because I startle and almost pee my pants. There is something about this little town that is unnerving when every little sound that I hear makes me jump.

POINT YOUR SWORD TO ME CHAPTER 3: NEXT DAY As soon as Rin took the sword and gave it to Vai, Vai looked at Rin and struck a strike, which Rin quickly dodged and jumped up behind Vai. Rin aimed at Vai’s back, while Vai had a good sense and turned to him, awakening his Ice power. Vai cracked his head and back, positioning his body properly. Leaning well, Rin smirked and hit his sword, but Vai was second faster and sneaked in Rin’s back, hitting his leg.

It was like a sick joke, a ridicule to the minds of those that thought themselves rational as what they thought impossible unfolded and Cal fell flat to the floor. SHIN SEKAI SECRET: every technique Orie used were self taught. His moves are not based on anyone's style even if they look similar.

"Are you friend or foe?" "To ask such a thing, how odd. I did not interfere with you marrying my daughter or killing those in my Empire. Because I believe in you. As I always have." Ren stepped back in slight fear. This was to unknown and not something he was prepared for. Soruda lifted her hands up and touched her forehead. A small oval appeared in red. Her facial features changed to someone Ren recognized. "Suprised.. my Master?"

Afterwards, their bodies crashed on the floor as their corpse rot in a fast pace. The child that pretended to be Minerva swiftly changed its appearance. It peeked at the man who was on the side all along. “Did you acquire it, Sora?” Santi asked without an expression on his face. “Yes, master.” Sora replied seriously. It already returned into its puppy form. With a wave of his hand, two thumb-sized moonstones appeared on his palm. Santi closed his eyes as he played the two moonstones. He injected some mana to the one moonstone and smirked.

Callum’s voice bellowed, “Reid! What are you doing?! Let go! You’ll kill her! Reid! Let go!” Callum rushed forward to separate them, but just as he reached out, a hand lightly pressed on his wrist, making him freeze. It was Sora. Her face had turned red, her eyes slightly unfocused, but oddly bright—as if something was burning within them. Callum’s pupils contracted, and he paused in shock. Sora gave a strained smile, her voice hoarse as she whispered, “Don’t… don’t stop him. Let him… cough… to die by his hand would be… cough cough… my greatest honor…”

"Who are you?" One of the figures stepped forward into the dim, flickering light of a bioluminescent moss growing on the tunnel walls. It was a woman, her skin mapped with glowing white veins that matched the color of her eyes. She wore a tattered Lagos-style headwrap, but it was reinforced with carbon-fiber plating. "We are the ones your mother forgot to finish," she said, her voice a hollow, metallic echo. "They call me Sora. And if you’re wearing that stone, it means the countdown has already begun."