Ichigo didn't even look up from his math homework. They were in the living room, where he was at the coffee table and Rukia was sitting rigidly on the couch, wearing her s...
First off, apologies for being quiet today. I was busy mapping out the future arcs for my stories, and... well, I got hit with a sudden burst of inspiration and ended up startin...
Dealing with ghosts and third-rate thugs was my routine. Seeing a Soul Reaper in my room and fighting a giant Hollow was... intense. But this? This is spiritual paperwork hell.
Temari's voice came out muffled from the futon, where she had curled into a ball, completely wrapped in Hinata's sheet, and she refused to look at th...
I wanted to post a huge thank you to all of you. The support from the Webnovel community has been incredible, especially with the flood of Power Stones we've received. I've also...
I said I'd release an extra chapter for every 60 Power Stones, and you all met the goal. So, here is the bonus chapter.2025-11-05 18:05:17 +0000 UTCView Post
It was the explosion of a tree weighing many tons, expanding from a marble to its full size, impacting the wall of debris with the force of an artillery shell.
Jiraiya turned, his face pale with disbelief, pointing a trembling finger at Tsunade. She stood behind the splintered remains of what used to be her desk, arms crossed.
I want to start with an apology for the delay. Yesterday got hectic—I was at a political event and had very little time left over to dedicate to writing.
He was happy, curled up in his bed, ready to sleep until noon. Sunlight streamed in through his window. He stretched, feeling... incredible. Full of energy.
The hospital room was silent, except for the distant sound of hammers and the whisper of the breeze in the trees. Temari was sitting on the bed, her left arm in a sling. Her giant fan was leaning i...
A hammer struck. Then another. A saw screamed against the damp wood. In the distance, someone shouted an order, and a team of men answered with a grunt. Konoha was ope...
Ibara repeated the name in a low voice. Her eyes were fixed on the gray wall of the private gym, but she wasn't seeing it. She was seeing wooden branches.