Tanjiro Backstory Novels & Stories

“Ew. Typhoon is Akio’s specialty. You’re going to steal it and add ice?” Haku frowned. “Everyone can do typhoons. You can do it too, if you train enough.” Jiro snickered. “You’re useless. If you’re going to imitate, just confess! Everyone knows you’re just relying on your unique element to get everyone’s attention.” Haku didn’t like where this was going. “Please, stop saying bad things about people if you don’t know what they’re going through.” Jiro raised his eyebrows and looked in protest. “What? You’re accusing me of accusing you? Ridiculous! You’re just useless orphan who can’t do anything else beside making grated ice! That’s also exactly why your parents left you, because they know the

After getting the various answers Josiah didn't know whether to be resentful that they were special unlike every creature in the world or be pleased. "When I was little, I don't know whether my parents abandoned me or they died since I was found on the road. The only thing I had other than the clothes I was clothed with, was also a book in the basket beside me. The ones who took me in never intended to hide it since they had tried to read it but they couldn't understand it since it was in a foreign language on the other hand, even though I was a kid, I could read the writings. Even though I couldn't understand what the words meant, as time passed and the last war happened, I started to put p

The sight tickled her so much that she let out a small laugh, shocking everyone in the room, including herself. On the outside world, viewers from all walks of life couldn’t help but comment on what just occurred. Akiko Kanzaki was an emotionless assassin known to never show any expressions on her face. Yet, she was so easily disarmed by an unknown boy ranked last in Godfather High School! Earlier, Zen announced that he was no longer part of the Taro family. Without a family, this boy was free real estate! [The Godfather is intrigued by your ability to charm the Death Princess. You have been awarded 100 credits.]

That's also how their friendship started. Mahiriko is a Japanese and the only asian of the group but his parents migrated here in states. His parents shooed him away from home because they think he's a blacksheep. He have this failed grades and he's lazy as hell. They disowned him. He walked away from their home and live in the street wander around and everywhere until he found Nick collecting twigs from the woods and befriend him.

" Takamatsu said as he forced himself up to give where he was a closer look. On standing up Takamatsu felt a stiffing pain as some memories he was not familiar with gushed into his brain... Name: Takamatsu Henjiro Tribe: Okorua furuhashi Age: 18 Gift: the perceive hearer Potent gift: immune to flame

Hiro mocked but the other groaned annoyingly. "If you don't like what we are planning you can as well take your leave." Titan snapped. "It's not like you're being forced to be part of this plan." "I can't leave, you all are my best friends." He disagreed with Titan's suggestion. "Then shut up!" "Fine, I will." "You overthink everything yet you can't stay away from trouble." Hiro teased. "Don't forget, he is Bay, he is from the bloodline of the wise Sea Serpents after all and they like to overthink everything they are so smart even the crystal fishes gravel at their tails." Roan declared and they laughed.

I smiled at him and accepted his offer. “I would like to get to know you, Chiro. Your life before you ended up at the Oda clan.” I told him. He took the cup of tea from the table and he took a sip before he answered. “I was born in Owari, my lady. It was only natural for me to end up supporting Lord Nobunaga. However, it took awhile for me to come back to my home province after I was orphaned.” He said. I sipped my tea while listening to his story.

The gene that could awaken once was. The Lords of the mountains were not born gods any more than the Sages. They had a beginning just as much as an end, but were too far parted from the rest to be considered men. The Four from the stories of our creation were not gods until they created the Guardians. Yonkai Tsune Wotians And Hunters. Blood lines. Legacies that had never mixed until me. My mother is a Tsune. My father a Hunter, his mother a Wotian. Creating me. A freak, who became the butt of a twisted joke. It was one thing to read their minds. Gain insight and information I never should have had in the first place.

He leaned back in his chair, running a hand through his dark hair, his eyes closing briefly as if he were trying to process everything I had said. “I didn’t want to burden you,” I repeated, the words tasting bitter on my tongue. “But Hibiki… he’s all I have, Jiro. He’s my world. He’s my everything.” Jiro’s expression softened, but the anger still lingered in his eyes. He stood up abruptly, pacing for a few moments before turning to face me once again. His voice was quieter now, though the edge remained. “Do you really think I’d turn my back on him?” he asked, his tone laced with disbelief. “Do you really think that after all this time, after finding out the truth, I wouldn’t want to be a par

That juvenile that had came trippingly had drawn uproar from everyone within the main room. The juvenile wasn’t really the kin of the Suzaku clan but rather an orphan that Ryu had brought back to the Suzaku clan ten years ago to be fostered. There wasn’t anyone that had knew about his ancestry and they had only knew that Ryu had named him as Abiri. His seniority in this clan was similar to the children of the third generation. Abiri was just 18 years old and that handsome complexion of his would have overshadowed Calix’s elegance. If it was to be said that Calix’s handsomeness was like the stars in the night sky then Abiri would precisely be that moon in the night sky.