Sound Hashira Novels & Stories

A loud explosion could be heard just as she finished speaking. Higurashi Shrine’s main building broke apart from the center. A human figure charged out like a sword. This person charged up to a thousand meters in the air and hovered there. Under the bright bloody light, Alex Rockefeller could see this person had dark hair, and his entire face glowed with a red light. Endless blood energy surrounded his body. He looked like an unsheathed blood sword. ‘This is Blood Shura’s aura!’ Alex felt stunned. Meanwhile, the Soul Collection Coffin that was already vibrating non-stop in his mind palace now vibrated at an even higher frequency. It felt as if it would rush out from him at any moment.

Shasha looked at Siena with a flat gaze. Siena, who heard Shasha question, immediately widened her eyes with a look of disbelief. "Huh?, what do you mean, Sha? Of course You have to! How can you don't come when your classmates die?" Siena holding her head in frustration when she saw Shasha's gaze that remained flat. "Oh." Shasha answered briefly. She then put the headset in her ear, staring at the road flashing through the car window. Westlife's song begin to play, making her unconsciously close her eyes slowly and recalling a memory that Hana will never forget.

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

Upon seeing Kurai, the girls look hostile, leaving him to return the glare. "In the end, you came." Kazuha said sadly. Hirate Rikuto looked at Kazuha with a faint smile. "I'm sorry. But we all have to. We have much to talk about." Then Shiori grabbed Kazuha's hand. Kazuha seems to know what to expect next. "Kurahashi is dead." * "You're taking it too far." The british explorer Liyu said. The nun was counting the beads in her hand, "I haven't taken this form in a while. It is quite liberating."

"I heard that Mr. Tanashiri is a very promiscuous and playful man. I think we will suit each other very well, and I can provide all his manly needs. He will never get enough of me. I guess I need to change my man now, he is kinda boring. I am sure that his former girlfriend is boring too, that is why he acquired that trait from her. What a pity! Ha!" Ms. Kate is laughing loudly, too. She stopped walking when she is near the chair where Hiraya is sitting on, while holding her meal tray, and bragging about all her features continuously. Hiraya is being badmouthed but in front of her face. She is clenching both her fists, tightly. Lisha is clueless at first, but eventually got the gist of the s

There were about five men, and one of them had to be Hugo's cousin. "Who the fuck are you?" A voice from behind frightened us and a dude gaped at us in confusion. "I thought we closed the door" Vegas muttered. "Did you hear that?" one of the men asked "Who's there?!" Another asked "What does this look like?" Harvey asked before shooting the man in the head. Oh well, there goes our cover. Using the man's dead body as a distraction Vegas threw him like a sack of potatoes over to those men and we followed out right behind.

He had been in contact with the other platoons and they were all getting on well based on the reports, but he couldn't stop himself from worrying. The next morning they packed up and set off, with Verra taking a less aggressive approach the rest of the platoon got their chance to shine. One girl with purple hair interested Xasha the most, she was a rare sound mage; she was using a Black cello twice her height as her weapon, cutting energy beasts in half with sound waves.

She shook her head and decided to form as her wolf again. "Harsha...I think we need to collab. This bastards are not ordinary. We need to become alert. Their body build is not same as the enemies that we encountered before." Hirre spoke within her. "I sense their strength and it can tear us apart if we are not become alert." Harsha replied and Hirre nodded her head. And when they agreed to one desire, Hirre used her wolf and after a moment of pause, her golden brown wolf came. She was become the center of attraction since she have that color, matched with the three white lines on her back. Her eyes were burning like a sun in the midst os Lunar eclipsed. Her heavy and massive body was a metal

, shocking us as we got dragged inside your dirty floor. “You are lucky you did not get kidnapped to be used as an interrogation alternative. I don’t have the power to take a res--” Before Alek Cider could finish what she was supposed to be talking about, Shasha pushed Bashira’s head down as she was. “I’m sorry!” Bashira and Alek Cider were both confused hearing her. “What are you on about Shasha-nee?” “Well, I just think we are being nosy about her life. I think it is a mistake to doubt you just because the entitled idiot student was able to speak the Mainland language. Now I realized you are smart pretending to be an idiot.”

Blake The clubhouse was loud that night, the kind of loud that seeped into your bones. Laughter, music, bottles clinking, boots stomping to songs that never made it to the radio. For most people in here, it was comfort—a second home built on chaos. For Lucy, though, it was a battlefield. I could see it in every twitch of her shoulders, every dart of her eyes.