The Ninja Gamer Novels & Stories

Keon sat in the low glow of his gaming room, eyes glued to the monitor as his fingers danced across the keyboard and mouse. The rhythmic clicking echoed through the room, the sound of rapid-fire shots and explosions filling the air as he maneuvered his character through an intense solo match. On the screen, his avatar weaved through enemy fire, jumping between platforms and dodging obstacles in a futuristic, high-tech battlefield—a game that required not just skill but lightning-fast reflexes.

His hawk tattoo glistened with the trails of sweat running down his tanned chest, its inked talons raking his shuddering stomach as a feathered wing arched itself over his right shoulder. I flinched as the stick Big Jim held whistled downwards, landing in the space between Aaron's collar bone and neck. My stomach rose to my throat at the sound of the landing thwack. Aaron grunted and faltered back, giving himself a moment to shake the hit off before he took a calculated lunge forward, knocking Big Jim flat on his back. The bigger man's wrist thick rod spilled from his sweaty grip and rolled outside the four markers. Aaron leapt off to the side and crouched behind his opponent, oblivious of t

A ringing noise erupted in my ears from being hit with such a force. Everything happened in such a quick succession that I didn't get a chance to defend myself. Ignoring the pain, I collected myself from the ground and extracted my kunai knife, which I always carried but kept concealed in my hand. Turning towards the enemy I discovered he was a masked figure with a dark green ninja uniform. The way he moved so fast, I understood he was a trained assassin. The black eyes screamed evil as he judged me from head to toe. "Who are you?" I asked, clutching my head, the blood was now seeping into my hair and eyes.

This will be our final battle, one last chance to fight of Natalie on her path to defeat the master. Aaron turns to see Nick racing towards us, in his hands he gripped the hilt of the sword tightly. Not far behind him was Ash, blood dribbled from what appeared to be a shallow cut from the top of his head. Ash is waving his hands around telling us to run, to move. He reaches for his last throwing knife but Nick has already reached us. Aaron takes the first hit with his shield that he had managed to bring with him during the whole escape.

The ghosts looked fully recharged, lounging around in small groups and staring at me with bright, expectant eyes. A cold, mechanical voice rang in my head. "Game completion reaches 100%. Congratulations on clearing the game, Player. You will be logged out in ten minutes." I froze and was utterly stunned that everything had gone by in just a brief blur. Though it was a horror game, it felt like I was just here working part-time. With a sigh, I put on my brightest smile. "Free hugs limited to one per ghost. Anyone?"

In the Japanese ninjas system, the ninjas were roughly divided into three ranks namely; the jonin, chunin, and genin. A jonin could be considered a master ninja and they were highly respected throughout Japan. However, he would never have expected that this Oskian man in front of him would actually dare to insult. Charlie was not only insulting him, but he was also insulting the ninjas in general. This was really unforgivable! So, he roared angrily, “Young lad! You could have obviously made better choices, but you have to come and ask for trouble and bring ruin to yourself! Since you are seeking your own death, then don’t blame me for being ruthless!”

Hiyojin empowered the warriors who let fear engulfed them. Many warriors were motivated while others are shaking on their ground. A quick second pass and the ground started to calmed. The warriors strengthen their stand. Suddenly, a tentacles pierced most of the warriors body. This attacked was a surprise one, for no one really noticed it except the three high ranked warriors. "Evade it!" Galatrina shouted through her lungs. The remaining group of warriors avoided the second attack. But it's not over. Suddenly, a hordes of arrow but much bigger rained down. This was another surprise attack from the enemy. Even Galatrina didn't expect this one.

Enough of the long story,my name is Natasha Gabriel, I'm 18 and very pretty with a body to die for. Back to the situation on ground,I dragged the only belonging I have managed to get although my 18 years on earth. I dragged them through the lone road leading to my work place,a restaurant where I worked as a waitress. I just hope Miss Lauretta let me pass the night.Today is gonna be a long night.... . .

Mylan jumped and flipped in the air landing on Nix's back. “I told yall Lynn and her grandma are ninja assassins, I ain't lying. Yall seeing the same shit I'm seeing. Ain't no way they be walking on air like them old ninja movies and not be assassins.” Ji'lahni said, as she fired her shot gun shooting an alien between the eyes. Lynn just rolled her eyes at Ji'lahni, she already told her they weren't ninjas or assassins. “Tavie why are you guys back her? You were supposed to be heading to Asia to help my brothers.” Lynn said, looking at Tavie.

I groaned as I forced myself off my bed wishing for a moment of rest. " It seems General Matilda Cashew was ordered to take control of the new post that's deeper into Leighdal. Our batch is being taken over by Arena Fighter. " Walter informs me as he pats my back, draping his arm over my shoulders and dragging me along toward the gathering area. " Arena Fighter?!* Sigh* Why do those brutes always get the promotion. ..... how did this bozo get the job?" " Not sure.... but he goes by Shinigami, the Grim Reaper of Ralux. They said that no one can kill faster than him."