The Legendary Fisherman Novels & Stories

"I am a fisherman. Yesterday, I went fishing and encountered a storm. My boat was destroyed; that's how I ended on this deserted island!" "A fisherman?" The beautiful woman in purple dress furrowed her eyebrows in suspicion. "A Martial Saint level fisherman? Are you lying?" She immediately released a majestic breath of aura! Darryl found it difficult to breathe under the aura's pressure! "I didn't lie to you..." Darryl was very anxious. "I am really a fisherman. When I was very young, I met a strange man from the world of cultivators, and he passed some cultivation techniques to me. I explored and practiced on my own before reaching this level!"

We told him our story and what happened to us at the well - the three of us speaking at the same time - and he found us extremely funny. “Serves you right,” he said when we finished with our panic-stricken report. “Haven’t you talked with the fishermen there during the early mornings? They’re the ones who see a ‘person’ who comes out of the water and goes into that well. Then, when it’s about to get dark and they go out into the sea again, they also see that ‘person’ dive into the ocean and not see it until the morning!" The three of us gasped at what the gardener just said. He paused to let his words sink before continuing, his smile still going strong...

The fishes are still fresh because they are still jumping on the net where he placed them. He planned to roast the half of it while the others will be cooked for "sinigang", a famous Filipino dish. He knows how to cook. He's alone inside his house for a long time already and he alreay tried to do many things and that includes the things that humans do. Helion practiced all of it despite being alone. Now, he's going back to his house with a smirk on his lips because of the fishes he's holding. But that smirk immediately fade away when he felt something strange. He dropped the fishing rod he was holding on his other hand because of that feeling.

’ Other pirates got wind of the scene too, and act along, laughing, and talking. ‘Oh. Really.’ He confirmed, and he never bothered to ask any question again. Captain Casablanca then asked him a question. ‘What’s your name, man?’ ‘Oh. My name is Edward. Edward Handy’ He answered. ‘I like the name.’ ‘And you, what’s your name?’ The fisherman asked. ‘My name is Napoleon King.’ ‘So it’s a King I’m talking with, and I never know.’ He jests laughing. ‘It’s just a name. I’m not a king.’ They both laughed. The fisherman rowed again in silence, before Captain Casablanca said when he was feeling dizzy.

Old Man "I see you are a very fortunate person, not many people can have this kind of opportunity" The Old Man stop speaking and continued after sometime Old Man "Have you visited the Navel Rock island?" Lauren "Why? what's special about it?" Old Man "Its just a rumor I heard that the Legendary pokemons Lugia and Ho-Oh reside there, seeing that you are a lucky person you might get a chance to see them, but I am not sure if this rumor is true or not"

Like a fired arrow, the boat broke through the waves as Logan calmly advanced toward his adversaries. The elderly man emerged from his meditative state, and the wind gracefully swept his snowy white hair away from his face, revealing a complexion remarkably smooth and free of wrinkles. Standing tall and resolute in his black attire, the old man exuded a heroic aura of his own. He was Don Deus Gambino of The Liberated, renowned for never having been defeated in any of his battles! "You're finally here, Logan Pearce! I've been waiting for you for over 10 days, but I suppose it was worth the wait. You managed to arrive in the most spectacular fashion. I am delighted to see it!"

"Then if I'm not an omega, what am I, and why do you seem to want me badly? What can I offer the king of alphas?" "You are my legendary second chance mate!" Suddenly, his wolf growled in his voice as he barked at my face. "I never thought I would meet one of your kind again after the moon goddess wiped you all from the face of the earth a century ago. I thought the moon goddess would surely punish me for my sins, but you came out of nowhere." He gripped my jaw tightly, admiring my face as I held my breath from the proximity. "If I am your salvation from your so-called sins, as you say, why treat me so harshly?"

The old man and Wilbur glanced at each other, falling silent. That afternoon, Miller tried grilled fish for the first time and was nothing but impressed. He had some fish soup after that and found it all the more scrumptious. "This is the best thing I've ever tasted!" Merfolk lived underwater. While there were flame-type cultivators, they only thought of using fire in battles and never thought of using it to cook. The merfolk realm might be civilized, but they were still a far cry from the human realm. In the next three days, Miller helped the old man fish out some useful tools from the town of Gelsa at the bottom of the lake. They were all a great help to his life in Gelsa, but what the old

His shout attracted the others attention. Jai watched the man calmly jumped into the river that didn't even reached his chest, and took the fishes that had been struck by his spark. Then he saw the man coming back, wet and with two big fish on his hands. The man saw that the others looking at him and proceeded to glare at them. "Get back to work," he said, and they immediately turned away from him. "Nice catch, sir," Jai complimented as the man approached him. Teacher Grenner smirked and raised the fishes on his hands. "Tiger Rockfish. These are delicacies of the villages around here. I'll ask the nuns to make me some soups from this. Look at them, they're gigantic."

Chapter 2 “PRINCESS Maria Isabelle De Lata, wake up there. I still have an appointment. I have many more souls to fetch today.” A baritone voice shouted right on my left ear. I immediately woke up, catching up my breath. Who the hell mentioned my full name? It’s really cringey on my end hearing that name of mine. I’m a lesbian and yet my name is so girly in nature. It always made me shiver upon hearing someone calling me that way. And I don't even know about my ancestors and why they chose “De Lata” as our last name. Maybe... my bloodline were fond of eating canned foods long ago. (De Lata is a Filipino slang term for canned foods)