Shikigami Paper Novels & Stories

“Yeah, you are right. The carvings at the edges were the same as the one in the envelope. By the way, what is that paper?” Albert looked back at his screen and explained, “This is a limited edition paper produced by a Japanese family. They are rumoured to be existing from even the 1700s and since then they have made and exported this kind of paper. High quality, durable and cannot be easily destroyed no matter what is used--- cut it, burn it, dip it in water or anything along the lines, it is not easily destroyed.” He then went to his search engine and typed a name, after pressing enter, something appeared to which showcased what he was talking about. Then he continued, “the name of the fami

“Should we keep this short then?” The head priest chuckled softly. “You have a very sweet boyfriend. Don’t worry. You can tell me your purpose outrightly and keep this short.” “Can you show us how to make charms like yours?” Nozomi asked. “Ah... It’s an advanced technique and the effects are unique to your powers. Mine are of purification. If you’re thinking of protecting someone, your kind will likely use shikigami.” “Shikigami?” “Yes, but that’s all I can say, because that’s all I know. Your kind hardly interacts with mages of other attributes, much less those of the light.”

He was carrying a scroll. I recognized what it was. It was a special roll of paper used to write important agreements. It is a paper that lasts a long time even if it's burned or submerged in water. Even my contract with Jermaine has also been copied onto the paper, showing the seriousness of the contents of the contract.

When he heard the door open, he turned slightly and pulled a folded paper star from his pocket. Once, after we had an argument, we went three days without speaking. The next morning, a paper star appeared in my desk drawer. When I unfolded it, the word sorry was written inside. After that, the stars became his standard apology. Whenever he upset me, he folded one. Sometimes it said "Sorry." Sometimes "Got it." Once, it even said nothing but "Okay." I kept every star in a clear glass jar in the most noticeable spot on my desk. During the second half of freshman year, I joked with him.

For a dangerous moment, the sheer contrast between his aura and his physical touch is completely disarming. Then a brilliant, cold light flickers momentarily between our joined palms followed by warmth, and a piece of paper materializes there with a dry, papery whisper. He instantly releases my hand, and the warmth drains away from my skin, leaving behind a cold, faint tingling sensation. “What is this?” I ask, my voice rough, quickly unfolding the paper with my free hand. Strange, angular symbols slant across the heavy page—thin, curling strokes that seem to deliberately shift and swim when I try to focus my eyes on them. They are undeniably magical.

It seems that she is the only one who will take over Gami's situation while he is freed from his duty. "Since you understand, let's sign the contract!" In an instant, a black paper appeared in front of them. It was as if there was an invisible typewriter making a contract in front of them and it was typed on black paper by itself. Gami's sharp fingernail prick his thumb and stuck it to the black paper. Then he was confronted. "Your turn."

He smiled at Ruby and lifted his glass. "Ruby, I'm only signing this deal because of you..." He picked up his pen. Before it could touch the paper, I slid my divorce agreement in front of Eric. "Since you're signing something already, sign this too."

I could still feel it under my skin—like a signature, like a promise, like the moment a match thinks about being struck and decides it wants to be fire. “Paper,” I said softly, the word leaving a temporary fog on the window. “Promises.” And because I refused, on principle, to be the first to look away, I stood and let the city look back until dawn found us both.

there was also the option of summoning a sacred beast which Yamato did but Shiro didn't know how to do it yet, it was written somewhere in Dave's book he never got the time to read it properly. With his Raiken and superior speed, Shiro mowed down more enemies than everyone except Shin Whose area was flashing with blinding lights. Mia who was the closest to the area said that the only thing that protected her eyes when she looked was the ridiculous amount of scrap metal that flew out of the area and she didn't dare look a second time.

Mia's eyes welled up with tears as she revealed her whiteboard, causing a collective gasp from the onlookers. 'Regardless of the underlying cause, I must extend my apology for the sake of my relationship.' A heavy silence hung in the air as everyone observed Mia's pain, prompting a collective understanding of the source of her somber demeanor. The quiet was disrupted by Vicky as he stood and presented his blank board, confessing, "I apologize, folks, but I didn't write my answer because I wanted to proclaim it aloud."