Tanjirou X Muzan Mga Nobela at Kwento

However, Marius and Taichu looked like they were about to fight again as soon as they could move. Thea and Yiulia swiftly flew toward the pair. One of them pulled Marius away by his arm while the other held Taichu back. “Even if our souls have fused and the union is unbreakable, I will never admit that youʼre my partner!” Taichu glared at Marius and spat angrily. “Hah!” Marius countered, “You think I would want a cloud of gas that could be blown away at any second as my partner? What a joke!”

“But I always knew you smelled like shit.” “I’ll turn you to shit,” he snarled and beckoned his men. Then the fight began. Dozens of his men poured from every dark corner, wolves in varying stages of madness. Muzan was at my side the whole time, spinning and snapping and tearing through fur and flesh. My claws split rib cages. My fangs sunk into jugulars. Still, they kept coming. But rage made us faster. Fear made us brutal. When the last body dropped, twitching, and broken, Tony lay in a heap of fur and blood, unmoving. Muzan stood beside me, panting so hard I thought he might collapse.

Neither one would give way; neither would budge. Then, Ganzorig executed the Musaboruryū no Jutsu (Devouring Dragon) so his flames became brighter and took the shape of a dragon. It snapped up Temujin’s fire spray. But Temujin countered with the Sankōryū no Jutsu (Drilling Dragon). Instead of getting bigger, his flames mimicked a corkscrew and penetrated the inside of Ganzorig’s fiery dragon. Next, Temujin tugged on the other end of his flames and, as they pulled back, they dragged with them what looked like the spine of Ganzorig’s flame-dragon. The larger dragon soon dissipated. ×

He said and Jiroo and Ayu burst out into fits of loud laughter. "Yes, Hera. He's Tanjirou." Jiroo said between his laughter and points at himself. "And I'm Inosuke and Ayu is Zenitsu." "And Nami is Nezuko." Ayu added and they laughed even harder that Liam soon joined them and his grip on my waist loosened. "Do you think I'm in a mood for your silliness?" "No, I'm s-sorry." Liam said and slapped Jiroo's arm before he tried to hold me but I swat his hands away. "C'mon babe, I really took care the demon earlier that's why I wasn't inside."

“Mozart or Beethoven? “Oh, don’t make me choose.” “Fair enough.” “There’s one scene in that anime I told you about where Shinji literally holds Kuaru in his Mecha’s hand, and Kuaru wants him to kill him for the sake of all humanity, and they hold that shot for over a minute with Beethoven’s 5th playing in the background, and all he has to do is squeeze, but he loves him, hence the hesitation. That was amazing.” Shut up, you rambling nerd.

Says General Tenshi fraternal twin brother to Tirchi. Literally yin and yang by their appearance. Tirchi has cropped short jet-black hair and a dusky brown muscular toned body, with a nasty eye scar, no doubt from after many years of training for and engaging in war. General Tenshi has ethereal angelically white long flowing hair with a samurai’s top knot tied. Trying not to stare it is not hard to figure out he is an albino. Undoubtably why his name means angel, in Japanese. He is definitely as close to perfect in every sense of the word. Physically he does not come across as a gym rat or anyone who spent a significant amount of time training for battle. But being a witch or a hybrid doesn’

she whispered quietly, not wanting to draw unwanted attention to herself. The young man who is holding her is grinning at her while still staring at her cold glance. "These eyes, when did they soften every time you look at me?" he asks. “Why do you give me that look in your eyes all the time?” He remarked as he tightened his grasp on her wrist, "You're everyone's anticipation, but you squandered it; it's a good thing I chose your cousin over you."

*Third POV* “See I will tell you everything about the basement and other stuff as we have a lot to talk about. First, why not he have our breakfast. I dont want it to end with the quarrel and you once again avoid eating” Takeshi smiles placing his hand upon Koishi’s only made him take his hand back the next second. “Okay” Koishi smiles as he avoids looking at Takeshi not noticing the sudden change of expression over his face. “Let's get started with it” Takeshi smiles looking down at his plate as Koishi first takes the cup of coffee recognizing his own cup which has his favourite anime character Gojo Saturo from Jujutsu Kaisen upon it.

"Mu Ziran is a master at the Intermediate Human-Immortal Level, but he can't even withstand one strike from Chu Xun. That's terrifying." Mu Ziran's handsome face was badly mutilated, and his eyes were flashing with shock and fear. Chu Xun crushed his self-righteousness with one move. Was Chu Xun afraid of the Assembly of Immortals? That was just his imagination. The masters of the Draconian race and Zombie race were so frightened that they were trembling. Chu Xun destroyed the master at the Intermediate Human-Immortal Level with one strike. They were just at the Initial Human-Immortal Level, so to rush up was to die.

Snow listened to him while the owner of Bronze Sparrow and the kingpin of the underworld, Miru, defended him and risked offending the entire Refined Blade Clan. What happened to the world? Draig started to question his own existence. “Ms. Scarlet, are you opposing me right now?” Jiro said, his tone heavy. In his eyes, Kaze was just a normal person who was slightly stronger, but not as strong as Draig. He believed he could beat Kaze easily, so when he wanted to claim Kaze, he thought Miru would agree. To his surprise, Miru remained stern with her decision. He did not believe Kaze had some special background that Miru had to protect, so he assumed Miru was simply standing against him.