Naruto: I'm Nine-Tails and My Host is Kushina - Chapter 38 - : Shukaku

war, blood, and betrayal carved him into something else. A legend. A killer. A mercenary whose name struck fear into both criminals and so-called heroes alike.But now, the world had changed. Lines blurred between right and wrong, between justice and vengeance. Should he step into the light, wear the mask of a hero, and fight for a cause greater than himself? Or should he embrace the darkness that had always been his home, a place where morality was just another illusion?“Don’t box me in with your shallow ideas of good and evil,” he muttered, his voice calm but edged with danger. “I do what I want, when I want.”The air was thick with tension as he moved like a shadow through the dimly lit room. The writer had no time to react—one moment, he was scribbling nonsense about legends and myths; the next, a cold barrel pressed against the back of his head.The figure smirked beneath his mask, eyes gleaming with something between amusement and menace.“You wanna write fiction?” he whispered. “Then let me show you how real legends are made.”A single gunshot shattered the silence.As the writer’s body slumped over the desk, the man holstered his weapon, stepping into the faint glow of a flickering neon light.“It’s that simple,” he said, his voice unwavering. “I’m Deathstroke.”

# loveafterangst

When his wife and dream girl were kidnapped at the same time, he chose to save his fragile dream girl and left his devoted wife to the kidnappers. He had said to his wife, “Qiao An, you’ve always been smart, surely you can save yourself even if I leave you with the kidnappers. But Wei Xin can’t.” From this incident, Qiao An finally realized her husband’s true feelings.

Left to fend for herself, she chose to jump from a dilapidated building. To the scumbag’s horror, after his supposedly obedient wife was discharged from the hospital, she began raining down revenge on him and his dream girl. He was completely overwhelmed. After he lost everything, he came to realize that smart women should never be provoked. He decided to reconcile with his wife. However, his wife had found a new life with his uncle!

America, 1980. No sooner had Xu Yi transmigrated than he was put on the dissection table; then he gradually came to understand the true nature of this world. “Studying medicine can’t exorcise undead demons; I must become an exorcist!” he resolved silently to himself. On a misty, rain-soaked night. “Miss Evil Spirit over there, the night is cold and damp; be careful not to catch a chill! Come over here and warm yourself by the fire!” Xu Yi said, holding a lighter, as the pale gold flame slowly approached the other. The Evil Spirit shrank back, looking at Xu Yi with fear. “Don’t be afraid, I just want to warm you up...” Xu Yi’s face broke into a warm smile, “by setting you on fire!” Ding dong! Ding dong! “Sign-in at the Land of Fear successful, Resurrection Coin awarded!” “Synthesis pathway requirements met, do you wish to combine the following entries?” Psychic + Scholar + Painter = Psychic Painter! Saintly Offspring + Gunfight Technique + Revolver Mastery = Holy Gunslinger! Undead + Revelation + Holy Nation = God!

Anning was controlled by the main god system to be countless side characters and cannon fodder women in numerous lives. One day, she finally broke free from the control of the main god, and thereafter, Anning embarked on a journey to help numerous cannon fodder women fight back and slap the faces of their opposers.New article 'Getting Rich Starting From a Million-Fold Devaluation of the World' is released, please recommend and collect.