anima sola

Anima Marziale, l'essenza del talento innato, comprende il grado di innumerevoli stelle, con da una a tre stelle che rappresentano il Livello Basso, da sette a nove stelle considerate Avanzate, e un'Anima Marziale a Dieci Stelle come Spirito Dotato Celeste, conosciuta come Anima Marziale Spirituale, una su diecimila! Il mondo chiede a Luo Cheng: "Quante stelle ha la tua Anima Marziale? Di che grado?" Luo Cheng fissa la galassia infinita dentro la sua Anima Marziale e mormora: "Sono molti miliardi, è difficile contarle!"

Era un orfano con attitudine mediocre e un umile retroterra. Attraverso la perseveranza e un rifiuto di accontentarsi della mediocrità, praticò la coltivazione disperatamente. Per un colpo di fortuna, risvegliò l'Anima Marziale Antica, da tempo estinta in questo mondo, e da quel momento la sua ascesa fu inarrestabile, come una cometa che vola in alto, imbarcandosi in un viaggio di coltivazione per dominare il mondo. Partendo come un mendicante che veniva maltrattato dagli altri, iniziò a brillare ad ogni passo, entrando in un'era di caos dove le Sette sono numerose, i talenti abbondano, i Diecimila Clan competono per il potere, e gli eroi umani emergono uno dopo l'altro in un mondo vasto e magnifico. Con l'Anima Marziale del Cielo Tiranno, giurò di forgiare il proprio mito!

What does it take to be a Hero? To be the one who saves all? To do good deeds for the public? Anima, a young man who died in an accident while saving the lives of many children trapped in cars as a bridge collapses, is reincarnated into another world for a chance to live once more. With a second reincarnated Hero, Anima and Fuki's journey begins in the world of Erinautis. What adventure will ensue?! Follow me on Twitter @Twitchy_Asterio for any questions! Arcs: Banished Arc - 1 - 35 Festival Arc - 36-107 Memory Lock Arc - 108- Creds for cover go to @tyler.mitchell.202 on Instagram

… My head… it's fucking hurt! I feel like someone is pounding inside my head, holding inside of my brain, as if it were wrapped in a woman's firm thigh… Coiling there around my head, squeezing them into submission… My head felt like it was about to split open, spilling memories of cheap beer, it tasted like horse piss. Loud music that can make the ear deaf. What the hell! I groan, squinting against the unfamiliar, Luxurious surroundings. This isn't some dingy bar with sticky floors and questionable clientele. Where are those men rubbing shoulders with each other! And Lisa! That fucking slūt! Did she hide this from me! Bītch! This isn't luxurious? It's more like a damn hoarder's wet dream. ‘Asher Aegis,' the name echoed in his mind, a bitter curse on his tongue. He was Asher Aegis, the infamous villain from "Eternal Heroes: The New Dawn of Desire," a notorious VR game notorious for its brutal realism and adult themes. [Additional Tags]: #Fantasy | Adventure | Swords & Magic | System | Monsters | Dark Elements | Dragons | #Gods | Goddesses| Sexual Content | Demons | Angels | Non-Human Characters | #Beautiful Female Leads | Multiple Lovers | Milf | Teacher & Student Relationship | Obsessive Affection| Cold Female Leads | Villainess | | Doting Lovers | Yanderes | Maids | Master-Servant Relationship | #Game-Elements | World System | Level-Up | Multiple Sub-power system | #Overpowered Protoganist | Handsome MC | Protoganist strong from the start| Anti-Hero | Ruthless MC | Cold MC | Villain | Lack of Morality | Hard working | Power Stealing | Strong to Stronger | Evolution | Selfish | Self-centred | Crazy | Genius #Taboos [Special Tags] #Taboo Subjects #No Yuri #No NTR (This Book has taken Inspiration from Several works! If you find some similarities between them, it is because of it. However, as the plot progresses there would be different thing's from those works.)

This story isn't just about love. Not the sweet kind. Not the tragic kind. Not even the kind that heals. It’s not about life either. Not really. Life is just the frame. The shape. The empty skin. What fills it? People. Choices. Mistakes. Names. And sometimes, the quiet, unspoken moments between all of that Where who I'm begins to rot and who I'm becoming starts to breathe. --- This story… is about that. It’s about a girl who became something else. About the pieces she lost. And the pieces she broke on purpose. It’s about me. I didn’t wake up one morning and decide to become an assassin. There was no dramatic epiphany. No gun pressed to my head. No offer I couldn’t refuse. It was slower than that. Quieter. Change doesn’t always come with screams. Sometimes, it slips under skin with silence—like a shadow I didn’t notice until it stretched too far. --- A name whispered in dark rooms. A threat you don’t see coming. A price paid in full. They call me "the Ghost". And the name fits. I leave no trace. No blood trail. No signature. No sound. Just silence. And the certainty that the job was done right. But even the ghost used to be alive. Even monsters had a first name once. Mine was Martyna. And someone just used it again. I thought I’d buried her. That girl. That name. That fragile version of me who still wanted to be saved. I wrapped her in silence. I burned every bridge. I erased the past until it stopped bleeding through my hands. But now, someone’s digging her back up. And if they found her name, they might know other things, too. Things that can’t be left alive. I don’t survive this life by looking back. But the past? It doesn’t ask permission. It comes when it wants. When it’s ready. When I'm not. And when it arrives, it never comes alone. --- So no—this isn’t a love story. Not in the way you think. It’s a story about becoming a weapon. About burning everything that made me human—just to see what’s left standing. It’s about the cost of survival. And me who learned how to kill herself one piece at a time… Until all that remained was a name no one dared to say.

Reika is at crossroads, staring at her mother's dead body. she cannot remember anything apart from the huge riptide of force she experienced before.... before what? her memory is blank and she is being held captive by the sages for the murder of one of them. But no, they don't punish her, they let her go, but why? she only makes it so far until she realizes she is dead. No one knows her and no one ever will, new identity, new everything and erased past. They had to have been testing her, that was the only simple explanation for it. Apart from her mother's death, she does not remember anything from her previous life until...a name. Xenna. Shards and pieces of memory keep trying to infiltrate her brain as the truth tries to make it's way to her. Was she really given a new life? Or had the sages been trying to cover up a mistake they made by attempting to kill her and instead of dying, the universe made her return, for answers.

in a world where undead and sorcerers exist for ages until now in modern era, a powerful energy known as Anima Mundi has awakened, granting extraordinary abilities to the sorcerers who defends humanity against the monstrous creatures of undead. For centuries, the earth has been threatened by malevolent forces, including undead creatures and monstrous beasts that prey upon humanity's souls and flesh. To counter these threats, a clandestine order of knights, known as Knight Magus, was formed. Their duty is to wield the arcane powers of Anima Mundi and safeguard the world from the encroaching shadows. At the center of this conflict is Renji, a 23-year-old graduate from the prestigious ALIVARD University, a secret institution that offers sorcery degrees to those chosen by the Anima Mundi. Renji is a lone wolf, a cool and enigmatic young man who prefers solitude Having mastered potent sorcery techniques, Renji is one of the few individuals entrusted with the knowledge to defend humanity. Renji's life takes an unexpected turn when he is sent on an undercover mission to the Philippines. As he poses as a student in a high school university, he encounters the darkness lurking within society, even in the midst of daylight. However, it is during a fateful night that Renji's true trials begin.

On that day, the sun suddenly disappeared, the moon and stars following suit, a thick blanket of darkness cast over the planet. Humanity came face to face with its apocalypse, until something appeared, a gigantic bird, on its head a young man, injured, broken, his hair whipping in the wind. But he was still standing, not as humanity's savior or something special like that, but just a human, looking for something to take out his anger on. In his hand was a broken katana. The Katana which started everything, giving him power and pain in equal amounts. Axel hadn't really asked for this, all he wanted was a simple anime prop, a katana, but due to that order, he became a wielder, getting involved in a world of anima wielders - people with supernatural abilities. Soon he finds himself facing off against twisted abominations, wielders who are after the katana, forced into a battle for survival, while struggling to comprehend the powers awakening within him. And finally, the worst happened, something terrible arrived from the vastness of space, and to top it off, they're here for him…

what would you do if you suddenly died and ended up in a new world full of adventure find out through the adventures of Samael as he learns the secrets of anima ps I’ve never written a book before so don’t slaughter me in the comments tho advice would be helpful

Qin Yao opens her eyes and finds herself transmigrated from a post-apocalyptic world into the body of an ancient peasant woman. Her family consists of four stepchildren needing care. A good-for-nothing husband, who has nothing but looks, is causing a ruckus. They live in a thatched hut, without a grain of rice, the family is emaciated like refugees. If that wasn't enough, someone even comes to collect debts! Anger rises in Qin Yao's heart, and she kicks the wretched husband out, "Debt collector, feel free to just beat him to death!" The four stepchildren: !!! With the world quieted, Qin Yao rolls up her sleeves to revive the family. Hunting, carrying bags, fighting bandits, she's an expert in all. But facing the fields, with her back to the sky, and her face to the earth, even a top-tier fighter from the post-apocalyptic world waves her hand: Can't take it! Really can't take it! Qin Yao scratches her head: In the ancient times where agricultural taxes are extremely high, how can I avoid farming? At this moment, the lazy husband who was sent away to die (twisting and crawling) (struggling to stand up) (screaming and roaring): My dear! I think I can be saved!