Haruto felt like something was... off.
White text continued to appear, sliding in from the right side of his vision and disappearing to the left.
[Is this really the 13-year-old boy?]
[And 13-year-old Sabito too... My precious babies~]
[Giyuu... hehehe... Giyuu...]
Something strange was invading his world.
Haruto frowned, feeling as though the very fabric of reality was unraveling around him.
Why hadn't he seen anything like this ...
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During the Meiji era, it was said that demons roamed the land after sunset, preying on humans.
To combat this, the Demon Slayer Corps emerged—a group of warriors dedicated to slaying demons and protecting humanity.
Haruto, wearing a blindfold and earplugs, clung to the back of a Kakushi as they trudged through the darkness. For a child raised in the Swordsmith Village, this was his first journey beyond its boundaries.
(T/N: The Kakushi are a brig...
2025-01-05 20:11:48 +0000 UTC
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Wendy wanted to intervene.
However, bound by the rules of Kolossim, she was unable to attack the audience.
All she could do was watch as the spectators succumbed to the seeds of death planted in their minds, transforming into part of the monstrous creation—just like those people in the small town.
A disheveled, middle-aged man glanced at the stands. A strange daze clouded his gaze.
Kaizen looked away.
The scene felt eerily familiar to him.
In the original...
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Ito Xius leaned forward, his voice dropping to a whisper.
"This arena will protect the player area but lacks an audience section. Charlotte, you can exploit this to plant the seeds of death's intent."
Hearing this, Charlotte's eyes gleamed with excitement.
The Nen abilities of Taris had two primary uses:
Planting seeds of death's intent to create instant monsters—unleashing chaos upon ordinary people. Cultivating monsters over time to serve as sources of power for th...
2025-01-05 06:02:02 +0000 UTC
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The repaired Undead Bone Spear stood before him, whole once again. Its smooth, jade-like surface seemed almost too refined to have been crafted from bone. Every trace of the previous cracks had vanished, leaving behind an ancient, yet deceptively simple-looking weapon.
At first glance, it didn't appear particularly sharp or menacing. But as Ronnel gazed at the pale, gray-white tip, an icy chill washed over him. It was a sensation he vividly remembered from the first time he encountered ...
2025-01-05 06:01:01 +0000 UTC
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Sensing that the atmosphere was growing too tense, Emuksu suddenly changed the subject, a smile breaking across his face. With a mischievous glint in his eye, he turned to Ronnel and asked in a lighthearted tone:
"Hey, want to know something interesting?"
Ronnel, intrigued, played along. "What is it?"
He was genuinely curious—after all, crafting something as overpowered as [Angel's Breath] must come with a hefty price, right? The atmosphere eased inst...
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"The only advantage is that the restrictions are set by myself.
"As long as it aligns with Nen's principle of equivalent exchange and applies to the item itself, I can set any price."
Ronnel nodded thoughtfully at Emuksu's explanation.
Emuksu's ability seemed to embody the essence of Nen's laws, resembling a fantastical invention device that could manifest anything as long as the limitations were met.
But why name it [An Interest That Cannot Be Lived Up To]? Wouldn't n...
2025-01-04 06:04:01 +0000 UTC
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"Let's head out for now. It'll take some time to repair your weapon and for Ging to recover. In the meantime, we can chat," Emuksu suggested with a casual wave of his hand.
Ronnel glanced at Ging, submerged in a green nutrient solution, and couldn't help but smile. He nodded in agreement, following Emuksu to the reception room.
There, Emuksu generously poured cups of rich Anyi black tea, setting the stage for an engaging conversation.
Emuksu's diverse interests ranged across...
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A massive surge of soil erupted, encasing Cook's figure.
Moments later, more soil rose, swallowing him completely.
Layer after layer.
Dominica, who had defended herself against this very attack earlier, now turned it back on Cook with deadly precision.
Boom!
A loud crack resounded as Cook burst out of the packed dirt.
But before he could react, a massive earthen spike appeared directly above him, controlled by Dominica.
Crash!...
2025-01-04 06:01:00 +0000 UTC
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Kaizen had witnessed many strange things before, especially in battles involving the Nen users of the Taris Kingdom.
Monster girls.
Giant fish.
Balloon-like creatures with human faces.
But what he faced now was different. People and monsters weren't the same.
Those monsters were terrifying, yes, but they had glaring weaknesses. If they ever faced someone like Dominica, they wouldn't stand a chance. Their attacks were too weak, and they lacked intelligence.
Kaizen...
2025-01-04 06:00:04 +0000 UTC
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One-on-one—Crawford's team of four against Dominica. But who will face Dominica first?
The answer: none of them wanted to.
Dominica, as a member of Fiora's royal family, excelled in battles of attrition. Even in a sequential fight, the four members of Crawford's team might not be enough to defeat her. This realization turned the situation on its head. What was initially Crawford's advantage had now shifted entirely in Dominica's favor.
Crawford and his companions visibly t...
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"What's your plan?" Dominica asked calmly, her voice cutting through the tension.
Crawford's expression froze as he narrowed his eyes at her.
"You're asking about my plan now?" he said coldly. "You don't care about your own life or the lives of those two brats next to you? Do you think you're getting out of here alive?"
His voice grew sharper. "And you think I'll just hand over my plan? No. But I will tell you this—those who persecuted Taris will pay the price, starting wi...
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The room was filled with intricate rune carvings in various colors and designs. Two doors of equal height stood on the left and right, each adorned with the Hunter Association's emblem. Between the doors was a clock, its hands all frozen at the 12 o'clock position.
"This is the recycling room," Emukesu explained to Ronnel with a grin, then gestured to the two doors. "You place items into the put-in door, and after 24 hours, you retrieve them from the take-out door—re...
2025-01-03 06:01:01 +0000 UTC
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Emuksu patted his chest confidently, saying, "Is there anything I can help with? Cough, cough, I suppose this really does!"
Ronnel coughed lightly and said calmly, "Actually, there is something."
"Huh? What is it?" Emuksu blinked in surprise, his curiosity piqued.
"It's these…" Ronnel revealed three broken weapons in his hand: the shattered Subai Saber, the Subai Sword's hilt and remnants, and the fragmented Undead Bone Spear.
Emuksu took them with interest, his expr...
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Of course, we can't rule out the possibility of a unique Nen ability capable of plundering talents...
Emuksu had always thought Ging's talent was the pinnacle of human potential. But today, after meeting Ronnel, he realized the ceiling could indeed be higher.
The phrase, "there's always someone better," wasn't without reason.
Although Emuksu kept a calm exterior, inwardly he was overwhelmed. Ronnel, with a polite smile, responded:
"You're impressive too. Compared to ho...
2025-01-02 06:03:00 +0000 UTC
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Ronnel glanced at Emuksu, whose energetic voice continued uninterrupted on the screen. Internally, Ronnel labeled him as someone deeply immersed in his opinions.
As he listened intently to Emuksu's unique insights on combat, Ronnel couldn't help but nod occasionally. His genuine interest was evident, contrasting sharply with Ging's behavior.
Ging, growing bored as the conversation dragged on, yawned exaggeratedly. Tilting his head, he curled up beside Ronnel and started dozing off...
2025-01-02 06:02:01 +0000 UTC
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Ito Xius showed no intention of making the first move. Instead, he gestured politely, his expression calm but calculated.
"Please, enjoy dinner," he said with a smile, extending a hand in invitation.
Dominica glanced at Ito Xius, then back at Kaizen and Wendy, her eyes sharp with vigilance.
"Let's go," Dominica said firmly, leading the way toward the passage Ito Xius indicated.
Wendy nudged Kaizen's shoulder, leaning in close to whisper.
"Dominica seems confident...
2025-01-02 06:01:01 +0000 UTC
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From this text message, it was clear that the skull monster was unlike other creatures driven by thoughts of death.
"This one is different—a test subject," Kaizen mused, his eyes narrowing. "A creature belonging exclusively to Ito."
He paused, his thoughts turning grim.
"Their plan doesn't involve the town—at least, not intentionally. This is an accident. But the unexpected factor here is me."
Kaizen's gaze darkened as he looked out the window, his voice steady yet...
2025-01-02 06:00:05 +0000 UTC
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Kaizen's phone buzzed. Ito Xius's voice came through with a chilling tone.
"You brat… you asked for this."
"I'll show you why Taris makes the world tremble in fear! Don't regret this!"
With that, Ito hung up abruptly. He handed the phone back and turned his cold gaze toward Raiken.
"Let's start with your nen beast," he sneered.
Without warning, Ito extended his hand, gripping Raiken's throat. Black aura surged around him, writhing like tentacles, and bound Raik...
2025-01-01 06:03:01 +0000 UTC
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When Kaizen made his remark, Dominica quickly deduced who might be on the other end of the line.
If there were no surprises, it had to be a Nen user from the Taris Kingdom.
But why would someone from Taris be calling Kaizen? And how would they even have his number?
Puzzled, Dominica held back from acting rashly and observed as Kaizen calmly picked up the call.
Though Kaizen was part of the Zoldyck family, he wouldn't typically accept commissions from a Nen user of Tari...
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Uh, maybe he'd just been mocked so often that he got used to it. Even his so-called friends seemed to enjoy watching him get roasted. Ging Freecss certainly had a way with relationships.
"Have you laughed enough? Can my eyes be cured?"
As Ging's laughter finally tapered off, he pointed lazily to his face, his tone dripping with dry humor.
Emuksu instantly stopped laughing. His expression darkened as he stared at Ging's face, his eyes filled with sharp intensity.
"Your ...
2025-01-01 06:01:02 +0000 UTC
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The gap between Ronnel's strength and that of the other Floor Masters was glaringly obvious—it was almost like they weren't even on the same level.
In recent years, even the most promising new contestants in the Heavens Arena, with their rising fame, fell short compared to the seasoned fighters who participated in the last Battle Olympia.
This disparity was a problem. The sheer imbalance made the matches utterly predictable, robbing the audience of suspense. Without suspense, en...
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Gon's journey to win the card was bound to have twists and turns, stretching the time needed to achieve their goal.
Should I remind Gon of Ging's "friendship" plan from back then?
Ronnel mused with a mischievous glint in his eye, his gaze drifting to Ging, who was hiding his expression behind oversized sunglasses.
Ging shivered abruptly, clutching his jacket tighter around himself.
"Why do I feel like someone's cursing me?"
He tilted his head, puzzled. "Is it som...
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Art is subjective. To one person, a picture may simply look good, to another, it sparks analysis—lines, patterns, balance. While the former might feel lost, the latter finds meaning.
Listening to such critiques too often, however, can get as annoying as buzzing flies. For someone like Ging, that's certainly the case.
You can't expect a wild child, raised on a forested island and thrown into the Hunter Exam at twelve, to have much artistic sensibility. Yet, despite that, Ging som...
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Kaizen adjusted his stance, prepared for any surprises. This time, the big fish had clearly taken precautions.
A mass of flesh surged, condensing into the shape of an arm.
Ding!
The javelin pierced the big fish's arm, producing a metallic crash.
The defense held.
A mocking smile spread across the big fish's face—briefly.
The next moment, its expression shifted drastically.
"Really foolish," Kaizen muttered, shaking his head.
A...
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Boom!
The bullet struck one of the smaller fish-like creatures, causing it to explode into a mess of flesh and blood that splattered across the ground.
Wendy blinked, quickly regaining her composure.
"Thanks," she murmured, glancing toward Kaizen.
It was only then that Wendy noticed the state of the battlefield. The fish-like monster had been completely subdued by Kaizen. His body was riddled with insect eggs, his aura flickering and growing weaker by the seco...
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"What is that thing? A monster?"
"Oh my god, is the world ending?"
"What's happening here?!"
"I don't want to die! Somebody save me!"
"Mom, help!"
Kaizen held his rotten knife steady, his aura condensing and swirling around the blade. With precision, he slashed through the air. A faint, eerie light emanated from the weapon, striking the enormous fish-like creature across from him.
Eggs began appearing almost instantly, attaching themselves to the massive fi...
2024-12-30 06:03:00 +0000 UTC
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Dominica's face darkened as she came to an abrupt stop.
At this point, traveling by aura was far faster and more convenient than relying on a car.
However, before they could move again—
A massive shadow hurtled toward them.
Boom!
The shadow slammed down, flattening the car they had been riding in.
Whoosh!
Three figures darted away from the vehicle just in time, scattering in different directions: Kaizen, Dominica, a...
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"Where is he?! Where the hell is he—"
BOOM!
Before Overlord could react, a force like a rampaging beast from the Dark Continent slammed into his chest. Pain exploded through his body as the impact rippled outward, leaving him stunned.
CRACK!
The skeletal structure that had barely begun to mend shattered anew. This time, the fractures were deeper, more widespread, with jagged edges that seemed ready to collapse entirely.
Out of ...
2024-12-30 06:01:01 +0000 UTC
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The higher you climb, the harder it gets to progress. But with each upgrade comes a massive boost in strength—a truth Ronnel was all too familiar with.
Sigwumidi, a township monster of the undead bone demon clan, was a being of immense power. Treasured by Overlord more than his kin, Sigwumidi's strength was unparalleled, rivaling even some of the mightiest creatures in the Six Continents.
For Ronnel, finding prey of this caliber was a rarity—a jackpot among hunters. But how di...
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