Tokyo Duels の小説・ストーリー

"I don't so. If you do that, then the game is over and I'll get the satisfaction of being the winner." His jaw tightened. "Doll, I'm quite considerate to women but if you continue on taunting me, then I might forget that you're a girl and not a guy that I could just punch until death." "Tsk, such heavy words for such a young boy." She replied. "Why, are you already seeing yourself losing this game?" "I'm not playing games, doll." "No?" She innocently asked but there was an obvious underlying poison to her words. "if you're not playing games, then maybe I could get my apartment back?"

The haunting recognition on his face had transformed into something entirely different —something sharp, terrifying, and completely consumed by the realization of what he was witnessing. He walked toward me, his boots clicking heavily against the blood-stained marble, his gaze locked onto the blade. "The double-strike variance. The upward jaw entry," Malakai whispered, his deep voice trembling with a raw, chaotic realization that sent a violent shiver down my spine. He stopped just inches from me, his presence completely overwhelming. "That isn't a custom technique, Aria. That is the exact execution style of the shadow that wiped out the Valenti syndicate five years ago."

"Let the winner ask the loser to do whatever he wants. Deal?" Gasps rippled through the room, but no one dared to challenge me. Le Bronx’s smirk widened. "Deal." He said, his voice dripping with confidence. The cards were dealt, and it quickly became a duel between Le Bronx and me. The other players folded one by one, retreating from the battlefield, until it was just the two of us. "All assistants, step back.” Someone announced. River hesitated but eventually moved away, her lips pressed into a thin line. Across the table, Le Bronx’s assistant did the same.

I said. The Disabled Six and Phageomora stood back, “okay Master you can do this” said Phageomora “okay” I looked at the Mane Six, Sunset Shimmer & Starlight Glimmer “32,000 life points against me with a mere 4000 life points. Jack, Crow & Yusei beaten Rex Goodwin but can I do repeat of what they did there’s only one way to find out” suddenly a massive circle of purple flames surround me, the Diasbled Six, Phageomora, the Mane Six, Sunset Shimmer and Starlight Glimmer my group were scared. Bronyium watch the duel from the Mane Six break room window “you can do this father” said Bronyium “let’s duel!” I shouted.

He then shifted his body to stand face-to-face with Tamashi at a moderately close distance. His facial expression converted into a mischievous grin as strands of white hair settled over his eyes. “Let’s see, how did it go again?… Oh, yeah. I, the Seishin of Lighting, declare a duel with Tamashi Yosha. The duel had previously been agreed to, but the conditions had not been set.” Sensei began to question Rai’s declaration. “Rai, what are you-“ “The condition for Tamashi Yosha’s victory is to touch my face within sixty seconds of the start of the duel. I agree to release ten percent of my powers to Tamashi Yosha in the event of his victory. In the event of my victory...”

I announce. Unease settles over the room as Silas takes the papers from me and reads them over in depth as he leans against my desk, while the fax continues to print more case files. The Tournament is a yearly battle royal, where assassins from around the world are recruited against their will to compete in an arena spectacular of murder and mayhem. Last man standing wins. The prize? You get to live. We’ve come to accept this barbaric tradition in our criminal underworld, though I will never understand why. We don’t get a say, we’re just thrust into a deadly sport against our will and forced to kill or be killed. Some fought it in the beginning, but none were ever seen again. While I’ve neve

3RD PERSON Everyone is holding their breath while waiting for the duel between Black Dragon and Hercules to start. They seems to be trying to gauge each other’s skill on the sword. Hercules is using a longsword and JD is using a katana. Who will dominate the duel? Everyone is waiting to witness it. Finally, Hercules raised his sword and attacks JD in full force. JD just lightly flicks his katana towards his longsword and deflects the attack. “Is that your best?” JD asks Hercules who is already starting to get annoyed.

The water answers, rising in black-glass blades around the dock. Seras steps forward, armor flaring so bright the moon looks embarrassed. Seras: “Tell you what, princess. One duel. You win → I give the armor back. I win → you go home and tell your dad the sun chose a new heir and he can cry about it.” Akane grins, tusks glinting. Akane: “Accepted. Terms: first blood or surrender. No gods interfering.” She glances at Kōjin, who’s currently lounging on a nearby houseboat in a Hawaiian shirt, sipping a margarita the size of a kiddie pool.

Blue shields burst around me, blocking his strikes, each hit vibrating through the grid like thunder. But he was fast…too fast. His code broke through the barriers, slamming me back into the fractured ground. Pain shot through my chest even though I wasn’t physically there. My system link was translating the data damage into neural feedback. “Stop resisting,” he hissed. “You can’t win.” I wiped the digital blood from my lip, standing slowly. “Maybe not in your world. But this system runs on logic.” He frowned. “What?” “A duel,” I said. “One-on-one. Code versus code. Logic duel. Winner gets control of the host interface.”

They're not really my priority right now. The final duel of the first and second place follows the common lycan duels aside from the killing part. The mechanics are simple, the winner will be the one to either successfully give his opponent a mortal wound or have them step out of the casted magic circle. No weapons allowed, it will be a brawl. As we were waiting for it to begin, I couldn't help but catch the whispers from the crowd. “Who do you think will win? This is a tough fight.”