Sasori Novels & Stories

"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."

The first prototype hit Sora with the force of a high-speed train. Its organic silver blades clashed against Sora’s combat knife, creating a shower of sparks that hissed in the freezing air. The impact sent a jolt of agony through Sora’s wrists, but he didn't give ground. He planted his heels into the frost and pushed back, his hybrid muscles screaming as they fought against the superior mass of the generation two.

“First, you’re going to use this.” I look at the object, which is a C-shaped soft silicone toy. The frown in my eyebrows gives away my confusion. “That’s not mine.” I state. “It’s not. It’s new.” He replies in a very blase tone, as he steps back slightly, his arm unravelling from me, and starts kneeling down in front of me.

His slanted eyes flash as he waited for the Heroes to take initiative to say something first. The tanned guy with a scar face gritted his teeth as he look at the guy displayed on the virtual screen, so are the Heroes present. The guy with gold rimmed glasses and clothed with that out dated laboratory gown was of course their enemy secretly and out of the public eyes sight. This guy is a 'Sotíras' but were last at the food chain as he only specialized in experimenting different species and turning them his own machine he could use to fight the monsters or putting it himself, inside his body or outside the body literally.

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

The intense perfume emanating from Hiya's body wafted over her, a pleasant scent that could encapsulate centuries within its allure. Contrary to this, Utkarsh had always been associated with the scent of alcohol. She slowly opened her eyes, and her gaze fixated on his exposed chest where two buttons of his shirt were undone. Shifting her focus away, she looked at his face, which was silently pulling her into his embrace and walking. When suddenly, their eyes met – her black diamond eyes collided with his hazel brown ones. Panicking, Hiya quickly averted her gaze to the other side, and in response, he smirked, a subtle smile she failed to notice.

“Nameless doesn’t know of my existence, and neither does Harvey. Since we’re already exposed, we should just let him come. “You’ve prepared for so long. If you can’t deal with one man, then I must’ve misjudged you. “If so, the Shindan Way should just perish!” Sakura’s eyes twitched after hearing Soraru’s calm words. “Don’t worry! I’ve made preparations for absolute success! “I even asked Julio Garcia to assist me! He’s a true God of War, after all. “With him and our plans, Harvey wouldn’t be able to withstand a single blow…” “Julio Garcia? From India? One of the Three Great Monks? Soraru smiled mockingly.

Looking at another Shadow Beaver in front of me, I noticed this was a new person. “New guy?..”. I Nudged at Sasu, after all it was a new face, but somehow I sensed that he was somehow related to Sasu. “Yes Sir…it’s my Cousin…Sosa…Recently Graduated from the Shinobi adult ceremony and also reign the top graduates from the Secret Agent Program…he once served in the Special Forces Dungeon Explorations Team…this is his first deployment..”. (Sasu) “Oh….Nice to meet you Sosa..”.

“What is your name?” “Ren Shibasaki.” “I see,” said Hekate. “My name is Yuri Kirisawa. It is only common courtesy to let your opponent know your name before a fight. I only have five minutes at most to mess about with you. Let’s not waste any time here.” Ren snorted. “Exactly what I was thinking,” he said. And the next moment, they moved.

"I'm sorry but I've been busy." Nico's gaze shifted to me and he looked back at Higan with a smile. "You finally brought someone? Is he the one keeping you busy?" "Hi," I greeted nervously. Nico leaned on the counter, his platinum blonde hair falling over his eyes slightly. "Hi. What's your name?" "Jamie." "Nice to meet you, Jamie. I'm glad that you're together with Hig. He sometimes wanders about like a lost soul with all his talk about not being able to love freely."