Orihime X Ichigo Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

Name: Takamatsu Henjiro Tribe: Okorua furuhashi Age: 18 Gift: the perceive hearer Potent gift: immune to flame Takamatsu screamed as different memory after another continued pouring inside of him, after some time everything stabilize as Takamatsu regained clarity, "I did die, though in normal thinking I am dead in the normal world, I did not cross over to the other side, I only transmigrated, Takamatsu said as he can't help feeling happy.

Third Person’s Point of View Shiro braced himself when the door of the ice prince’s room opened. But instead of the flaring ruby-eyes that he was expecting, a pair of stormy ocean-blue eyes were the ones his eyes met. “Akiro! Thank goodness—” “You freaking idiot!” Akiro hissed at the vampire. “Heli’s here!” Instead of looking shocked and apologetic like what Akiro expected, Shiro grinned. “I know!”

"Huh! I may be weak, SHITsu, but you're not strong enough to overpower me!" "Three... Two... One! |...| Hmm... I've lost my balance. Hmm... I'm falling towards Ishigami's portal. Hmm... Shiatsu and Ishigami both have sinister smiles on their faces. Hmm... I'm dead. Oh, Gods of the Isekai world! I beg of you! Reincarnate me as a bear! |...| I can feel my face and my sweaty, ice-cold hands. I can hear the three devil spawns chattering. I can see... Midway!

They all started creating their Character Information that they were thinking would be good for it. So Hikari starts introducing his character to Neu and Nimura. "My character name is Shinigami Arithia. The gender is a-" Neu and Nimura were so shocked when they heard that. They then ask Hikari all of the sudden "Wait, Grim reaper (Shinigami)? What's in your mind actually?" Hikari doesn't know what should he put about that. He just remembered someone's name and put it as his character name. Hikari didn't mean and never thinking about Grim Reaper. But he just tells them that maybe no one will care about it. So he just proceeds with it without making any changes.

And the one who exposes this place is not even a supernatural creature. Hiro's appearance made him feel so doubted about the spell and enchantments that his siblings has taught to him. Hiro grips Kagome's neck as he was thrilled to capture her and send her to the spiritual realm. His eye glows orange. "You do not belong here!" Hiro shouted. "Stop it!" snarled Amaya and force his hand to get off her. It wasn't a hard job to disentangle Hiro's strangles from her because Hiro is not yet good at fighting.

Valerie said, placing her wet palm into her head and acting as if she were suffering from a headache. “You are Zhilux Vociferious, The Empress of the biggest and most influential empire in all of Somorah,” the lady easily persuaded and worried Valerie. ‘Zhilux’ ‘Zhilux...’ ‘My Empress, wake up and return to me right now...Zhilux’

After a short while, Jiro was beaten up until his entire face was already covered with blood and he nearly passed out a couple of times. However, each time he was about to pass out, he would be woken up by Ichiro’s angry fist! Ichiro was now stronger than he was before.

Issei said after that he got up and feel like he has grown taller, then he walked to the nearby lake to wash himself. So that's pretty much the prologue of mine, and I recommend you to read the original fanfic before reading mine because I'm just gonna skip most details since I don't really memorize each detail because I'm too lazy, but be warned because the original is not for the faint of heart. But it's satisfying when you know how they will regret it even if its a bit OOC, now my idea is pretty much issei will be transported to a different world but maybe met ophis and lilith along the way :s hmm i'm still thinking about it. And the time difference maybe about 1 year in the other world 1

A home. “Sweet dreams and I love you, ichigo.” My eyes were already closed but I can't help but smile. Then, I felt the warmth of his sweet minty breath, I slowly felt his sweet soft lips gently touched mine and gave me a peck on my forehead right after.

Sora growled. Sora pressed Aidan’s arm against the wall until his sibling’s bone snapped with a sickening *crack*. His silver eyes glowed with an ice-cold hatred, ready to tear apart anything that had ever tried to control his life. Vardan stood behind him, staring at his hybrid’s back with a mixture of pride and horror. Their bond was now permanent, sealed with blood, pain, and a transformation that could never be reversed. The great war had just begun, and Sora was the storm that would destroy everything.