Totsuka Blade And Yata Mirror Novels & Stories

Blake said, and with a wave of his hand, the head of the smirking man fell to the floor. Fear and hatred were seen in the people around them, not knowing if they would make it out alive or defeat Blake in numbers. Even then, they hesitated until six men in heavy black robes entered and unsheathed their swords with a broad blade known as Takoba Sword. “Still not enough?” Blake said, and with a flick of his hand, the swords that were ready to cleave through him split, and the top of the swords clanged on the wooden floor along with all their heads with their bodied following, making a thumping sound through the building.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

"If you pass the test, I will give you the mirror of mirrors myself. If you fail, you die. Do you understand?" "I understand" "Good" she said, a slow smirk creeping onto her lips.I swallowed hard.Was I ready? I honestly don't know."Close your eyes" Yaran said. I narrowed my eyes. What was she up to? "Do you want the mirror of mirrors or not? You have to cooperate with me" I exhaled slowly and closed my eyes. ********

He was swift yet unable to actually land a blow on me. "Is this all a great dragon can do," I said. "I will show you what I can do you when you stop jumping around like an insect," Guvis roared. Even though I knew Guvis' fate, I still wanted a challenge. I activated [Mirror Eyes], and the synchronization bar appeared. "I can mimic Dragons as well," I thought. "Fun." A notification popped up. Do you wish to translate movement? I ignored it and charged my blade for [Raiden's finger]. The sword glowing brighter than before. Guvis seemed to be wary as he back off for a second, only convince himself that no human could lay a mark on a Dragon's body.

I shouted. I stepped out from behind Rowan. The obsidian blade in my hand felt different now. It wasn't just a heavy piece of stone. It was light, almost weightless, and it thrummed with the soft, white light of the girl I had seen in the warehouse. It was the **Blade of the Unsaid**. Every word I had swallowed, every dream I had put aside for the sake of survival, every "I love you" that had been lost in the roar of battle—it was all there, feeding the light. Vane pivoted, his liquid form spinning like a drill. He ignored Rowan and came for me. He was fast—too fast for a human to track. He was a blur of silver and shadow.

“It’s connected to you. He’s always brought you here. You just didn’t know.” The blade in her hand pulsed. The well pulsed back. And then the ground cracked. From the center of the well, something rose. Not Elias. But his echo. A shape made of glass and breath and bone. It turned toward her—and smiled. “You broke the mirror,” it rasped. “But you’re still here,” Yvette said. “Of course,” it whispered. “Because you are.” She lifted the blade. It didn’t flinch. It knelt.

And there is nothing human behind those eyes. Only darkness. It looks like all the worst parts of me were siphoned into a mirror I can not escape. Perhaps showing me my future? Warning me that this is what would happen to me, if I fail to get the relic. This is what I will become. A soulless monster. The thing does not move, it simply stands there, mirroring me as my mind spirals. Ultimately, it is Lyra’s voice that breaks the silence. “What the actual—” She does not finish the question before my reflection moves its arm from behind its back. A silver blade appears from nowhere, flashing in the dim light.

I didn’t see it at first, but Alina kneels and holds up a Katana to her and Cass smiles at her and thanks her before taking the Katana and unsheathes it. “That is her blade. My mom gave it to her as a gift. Cass loves that blade. She even sleeps with it.” Tati tells us and we all watch as Cass bows to Tadashi and walks back a few paces and gets into her stance. Her legs are apart as she lowers her stance. Both hands grip the handle as she holds the Katana up by the side of her head. Her eyes are closed and I know she is calming her mind. “The rules are simple. Tesoro you must knock Tadashi on his ass three times using your skill. The only weapon to be used is your blade. Tadashi no cheating.

“You defied me in the Mirrorlands. Now you’ll watch him die.” I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t blink. But I could burn. The Blade of Veyra reappeared in my hand like it had been waiting. It pulsed with fury—mine and the moon’s. I charged. Necros raised the relic. It glowed—flooding the temple with a blinding light. But I didn’t stop. His magic hit me like a tidal wave. It should have crushed me. Should have ripped my mind apart. Instead—something awoke.

Then, the first blade struck. Mira met her twisted doppelgänger head-on, their swords clashing in a burst of sparks. Idris raised his hands, summoning fire—only to be met by his own dark reflection, who mirrored his every move. Lena barely had time to react before the dark Cassian lunged at her. Steel met Steel as Cassian—her Cassian—intercepted, his blade locking with his corrupted counterparts. The force of their clash sent a shockwave through the temple.