Rengoku Father Novels & Stories

He repeatedly stated – clearer this time. His left brow shot upwards as he let out another mocking chuckle. “What the f*ck are you saying, Raven? Stop joking around and be serious.” He unbelievably retorted back. Gone were the blissful emotions that were clouding him a while ago – when he entered the room. “Unfortunately, I am not kidding. Kage Esmeray. He is our father’s son with another woman. You can confirm it to Elder Zeparu. He is the one who took him from woods.” Raven pursed his lips together as he said those words.

“We decided to run away from the pack and build our life elsewhere, but we had been sniffed out before we could get out of the forest. My dad died saving me from his sword technique, the water dragon. He was a sword bearer with the water element in use, very powerful and useful for large-scale kills since everyone had water in them.” He gulped down another shot of tequila before continuing. “My father and mother asked me to run, but I was too scared to leave them. I hid behind a shrub, hoping he’d leave my surviving mother, but he didn’t; he sliced her diagonally and watched her bleed to death with her eyes open. He wanted to come after me, and I picked up the pace, running and running till

Ryuji sat there in silence, and beside him stood his two remaining sons. The first one—Takeo—was the eldest. Stoic. Calm. The kind of man who moved like a shadow and said little unless absolutely necessary. He reminded me of Ryuji in every way, from the way he kept his hands tucked in his sleeves to the subtle twitch of his jaw when emotional restraint was pushed too far. We had met once during my visit in Tokyo and he looks slightly better than he did then, he had been working out, that’s good. The second son—Renji—was the opposite.

And his gaming professionalism. And that is the same reason why Ren was not fond of his father. He thinks that he is being used and not getting cared for, yet his husband did care about their son. He did everything to make his son's life lighten and give it all the things he may want. So his husband came up with the idea of making a tournament where they will choose players to take over the next XIX tier generation. Which also be the replacement of all the players including their son. They want their son to choose the path he wants. And do the things he loves not following whoever's orders. Yet her son doesn't have any idea about it. He just knows that his members are being replaced because

Nikolai said, “That’s right. We’re talking about the child of Grand Emperor Rowan’s child, master of the Stoermer Sect. Who the hell are you?” Ignatius said, “Grand Emperor Rowan is my father.” “Hahaha!” Eustace laughed again. “Grand Emperor Rowan is your father? Why don’t you say you’re Grand Emperor Rowan’s father? You don’t even look at yourself. Kiddo, how old are you? Have you been fed? Do you know how old Grand Emperor Rowan is? He would’ve been at least one thousand years old if he were to live until now. Besides, he has disappeared for three millennia. May I ask where did you d*mn brat come from?”

Introduction to some of the characters seen so far: Takamatsu Henjiro; Isekai's father And also an entity that has powers greater than most gods, his gift in Erath is passive hearing and resistance to fire,while his normal abilities are far too many than can be counted, his personality is not that great since he is the type that act without contemplating much on what might happen or the possible outcome of his actions.

"Who dares to despise me son?" A middle-aged man stepped out, his figure was unusual, his tone was calm. Harding Marcus caught a life-saving blade of grass and turned around. "Father must kill him!" His father is Jocelyn Marcus, the head of the Marcus family. The great families that met Jocelyn Marcus also had to bow down and flatter, and his son has always been bossy, but he loves this son very much.

He drags a large hand down his face, sighing clearly realising he has scared me he pulls me into a hug. “I am sorry, little wolf, Ryu was my mothers bloodline. My father declared it filth and killed off the bloodline leaving only me. It’s been a long time since I have heard it said out loud” He tells me this without even letting me go. I feel his pain as memories flood his mind, meaning they flood mine.

If it had been a few months before, he would have taken the task without hesitation. Rage bowed after a little pause and said, "Master, please give me your orders." "Viscount Revry Cloudmantle," I muttered, my gaze fixed on the horizon. Revry was undoubtedly Rui Cloudmantle's father. I could even discern similarities between them. I was basically telling Rage to murder Rui's father, but I didn't care. I don't suppose Rui cares for her father, whom she just met for the first time. It doesn't matter whether she does. My plans cannot be thwarted.

He looked desperate. “Son, is this Rena that I am finally meeting?” I was surprised that he knew me. Yoké regarded me. “Yes, father. But we found out her real name is Genesis.” “Oh… I cannot pronounce that name.” Yoké and I looked at each other and smiled. “Good day, father.” I greeted him. “Rena…” he called. “Yes, father?” “Is it okay if I just call you Rena instead.” “Of cause, father.”