Click.
Mario flicked his lighter open and lit the cigarette hanging from his lips. Looking at the lighter reminded him of Coulson, and thinking about Coulson brought back memories of those bastards from earlier today.
With plenty of loot stuffed in his inventory, he had returned from the Nether to the Marvel world. Ten hours had passed since the attack, but even so, he had zero desire to go back topside and check if those assholes were still lurking around.
Getting ...
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The next day.
Bright sunlight warmed Mario's skin as he lounged by the lake in Central Park. Even after a full night of vampire hunting, he didn't feel tired at all. The gentle heat made him drowsy in the best possible way.
He sat on a beat-up couch he'd dragged to the lakeside, holding the most pathetic fishing rod imaginable. The thing was barely three feet long with a single line tied to it. You couldn't catch fish with this piece of crap, hell, even a goldfish in a bathtub wou...
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Mario's underground base.
Three guys and one fat bat sat on the couch. Mario pulled out two bottles of Coke and set them on the coffee table in front of Blade and Coulson.
"Don't have anything fancier, so we're keeping it simple."
Neither man was in the mood for drinks. They were too busy staring around the spacious underground chamber, taking in all the weird decorations. The whole setup was blowing their minds.
Coulson looked amazed as he spoke. "Your abilities are i...
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Gandalf and Balin departed.
The two returned together to Erebor, the place where their journey had begun.
After arriving back at Erebor with Balin, Gandalf immediately set out again, none knowing where his new travels would take him.
As for Balin...
"It was quite an adventure, was it not?"
He regaled his old friends in Erebor with tales: of the great bear gazing at the moon from the cliffs of the Carrock, of the sights along the Sky Road, of the battle at Wayfort...
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Usopp finally accepted the Bomb-Bomb Fruit, though he looked like he was wrestling with second thoughts.
"You're really giving this to me?"
"If you don't want it, how about giving it to Sanji," Marcus said with a shrug. "His kicking techniques combined with explosion powers would probably be pretty strong."
Sanji, who was busy preparing food nearby, overheard the conversation and chuckled. "Hey, I wouldn't say no to that kind of upgrade. Could make my kicks a lot more impact...
2025-09-19 02:13:52 +0000 UTC
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Zoro stood at the edge of the massive scar carved into the earth by Dorry's sword, placing his hand on his blade as he replayed that incredible strike in his mind.
What struck him most was that this was the only flying slash Dorry had released during the entire duel. Not because he couldn't do more, but because their battle had always come down to pure endurance rather than flashy techniques.
For Dorry and Brogy, everything was perfectly matched. Trying to win through raw pow...
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In a small parking lot on the west side of Central Park.
"Alright, Pearl. Hold up a second."
Mario watched the blood vial in Pearl's hand fill up completely, then waved for him to stop. He jumped down from the truck and grabbed some bread from his inventory, munching on it to restore his lost health while walking over to the furnace. The glass was done smelting, so he pulled it out and headed to his crafting table.
Three pieces of glass, one gold ingot, and three iron ingots...
2025-09-19 02:08:21 +0000 UTC
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By the time they walked out of the mall, the sun had completely set and streetlights were flickering on all across the city. Mario and Coulson hauled bags of supplies back to the truck, though most of the stuff that could be converted into crafting materials was already safely stored in Mario's inventory. The rest was just for show.
Blade hadn't come shopping with them. Instead, he'd stayed with the truck, keeping an eye on Pearl and making sure their captive vampire didn't cook himself...
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Hero Water.
This had been the Fūma clan's lifeline during the chaotic Warring States period, their ace in the hole when everything else failed.
Later, when Hashirama's hidden ninja village system spread throughout the shinobi world, the head of the Fūma clan followed suit. He gathered all the ninja clans within the Land of Waterfalls to establish Taki.
Naturally, the Hero Water then became a treasured artifact within the village, guarded like the crown jewels.
Shiori...
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---Third POV---
"Father, about Kurotsuchi and the others..."
Out of habit, Kitsuchi wanted to remind his father, but then he thought better of it. Since Deidara was currently in a phase of transformation inspired by his idol, it would be best not to disturb him.
So he quickly stopped himself mid-sentence and shifted the topic: "Father, what was that you just gave away?"
"It was nothing, just a little something from my personal collection. Ryouma is truly a good man." ...
2025-09-19 02:05:43 +0000 UTC
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An abrupt upheaval came to its end.
This battle, which targeted settlements of the Free Peoples across the eastern lands, concluded within just a few days. In scale, it could be considered the largest conflict in nearly a century, second only to the Battle of Five Armies, yet in the chronicles it merited only brief notation.
[In the year 2949 of the Third Age, Wayfort was founded. Three Nazgûl, leading fifteen thousand orcs and dozens of fell beasts, assaulted the fortress. Five ...
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"Roooaar!"
The Olog-hai let out a thunderous bellow, but no matter how loud his cry, it could not change the fact that death was already upon him.
Black blood spurted from his neck, and flames engulfed his massive form, frightening the surrounding Uruks into retreat.
The great armored trolls fell one after another, the siege towers were all dismantled.
This army no longer posed any threat to Dale.
The outcome was decided.
At the edge of the battlefield, see...
2025-09-19 02:03:43 +0000 UTC
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Some people were scrambling to voice their opinions, others wore extremely grave expressions as they thought deeply, and still others were so frightened that the hoes in their hands trembled and dropped to the ground.
Naruto, however, simply looked at Sāra with a blank expression. Although she often said shocking things, she rarely joked. Still, she often ended conversations with a joking tone.
But this time, he didn't hear her say anything like, "I'm just kidding."
Over te...
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Nawaki, Konan, and Yahiko exchanged glances and immediately agreed. After all, three days was already beyond their expectations. If this matter succeeded, their status in the class would skyrocket, it was easy to imagine.
During the process, Nawaki even winked at Kushina, the meaning clear: Thanks for your cooperation this time.
Kushina winked back in response, looking very pleased as she glanced at Minato, who was keeping his head down and saying nothing.
Hah, you think...
2025-09-18 16:23:36 +0000 UTC
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But these people have conveniently forgotten that back when they wanted to start a war to divert internal conflicts within the village, every single one of them had voted in favor.
The long absences of the Third Kazekage and Rasa gave Pakura the perfect opportunity.
With Chiyo's support, she seized the moment to accomplish quite a bit, amassing prestige on a large scale. Her popularity had already surpassed that of Rasa, who was miserably toiling away, mining everywhere to subsidi...
2025-09-18 16:22:47 +0000 UTC
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After successfully finding the scroll containing the important item, the match finally came to an end after an hour.
Leaving the cinema, everyone still felt reluctant for it to be over.
However, they all walked quickly, eager to share what they had seen in the livestream with those who hadn't been able to get tickets.
Such a good chance to brag, how could any normal person pass it up?
Meanwhile, Minato and his two companions followed Torifu out of Training Ground No. 7...
2025-09-18 16:21:35 +0000 UTC
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He was the true last trump card outside the villa. The other ninjas attempting sneak attacks, if they succeeded, great; if not, they were merely paving the way for him.
But in the next instant, he felt a chill at his neck, a short blade was now pressed against it.
"Not bad, you've got some skill!" A voice filled with praise sounded behind him. "This chain of traps might just be leftover tricks of mine, but they're still worth a compliment."
"What's your name?"
The ninj...
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Everyone finally understood why, whenever these three went on a mission together, nothing could stand in their way.
And this was still their state after having been sealed.
If they were allowed to go all out, forget a hundred men, even a thousand probably wouldn't be able to match them.
It's no exaggeration to say that, during the Second Great Ninja War, those Suna ninjas who infiltrated the Land of Fire didn't die unjustly.
Inside a villa at the center of a small town...
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Voting ended.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, the supervisory team led by Kojiro opened the ballot boxes on the spot. They poured out the slips from each box, reading aloud the votes one by one while counting.
Genraku swiftly recorded everything on paper.
"Mediation post, Ichiro Yamamoto, one hundred and twelve votes!"
"Livelihood post, Haruna Watanabe, one hundred and fifty-five votes!"
"Sanitation post, Ritsuya Kobayashi, one hundred and ten votes!"
Each ...
2025-09-18 16:14:57 +0000 UTC
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Shiratori's words were not yet finished. He had another piece of news to announce.
"Tomorrow morning!"
"When the sun rises, I want everyone, every household, to send at least one representative to gather here in this square!"
After his words fell, doubt spread across the faces of the crowd.
"Come back here? For what?"
"Is there something left unfinished?"
"I don't know!"
"But if Shiratori says so, there must be a reason!"
"That's right!"
T...
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The setting sun, as red as blood, dyed the vast square crimson. The air was filled with dust, sweat, and a faint smell of blood. The ragged refugees, men, women, the elderly, children… They were like wild grass battered down by storms, yet still stubbornly growing back, crowded densely together in the square. Their eyes were no longer clouded, no longer filled only with pain, but instead shone with hope and expectation.
They were still the same people. And yet, they had been reborn. A...
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The plaza was packed with people.
The refugees stood there, the tattered hems of their clothes trembling slightly in the breeze, exposing gaunt frames and bluish-purple skin.
Having just gone through a life-and-death crisis, many of them still hadn't fully registered what had happened.
But their expressions had changed.
When Shiratori and his group first arrived at Aomine, the refugees huddled beneath the walls had vacant looks.
There was nothing to be seen in th...
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The atmosphere on the central plaza of Aomine was electric.
Refugees stood in line to register their names and identification information.
Shiratori assigned the registration task to Nagato and Konan.
The two of them were more careful by nature.
[Faith detected]
[Multiple sources: +3000 points each]
[Total accumulated: 21,000 points]
[Energy transferred to Suguru]
[Development progress: 51%]
His gaze swept the surroundings.
Afte...
2025-09-18 16:11:31 +0000 UTC
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Box after box of food was carried out from the back kitchen and loaded onto carts. It was as if they had emptied the whole kitchen of the Okura Inn.
"All right, everything's loaded up," said the refugee at the front, wiping the sweat from his forehead as he spoke to Shiratori.
His name was Masato Miyamoto. Before the wars broke out in the Land of Grass, he had been a chef. When war consumed his homeland, he fled with his family to the nearest place, the Land of Rain. But there too...
2025-09-18 16:09:20 +0000 UTC
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I’ll release the chapters tomorrow. Too tired, writing the song and doing it took way too long.
2025-09-17 23:25:22 +0000 UTC
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A small box truck was crawling along the New York highway. Blade gripped the steering wheel. He'd driven everything from motorcycles to armored vehicles, but hauling cargo in rush hour traffic was testing even his patience.
The highway stretched ahead of them. Cars bumper-to-bumper as far as the eye could see, engines idling, tempers flaring. The whole mess looked like someone had taken every vehicle in Manhattan and arranged them in the traffic jam.
Honk. Honk. HOOOOOONK.
2025-09-17 14:24:58 +0000 UTC
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Garcia Morales spit blood onto the cracked pavement. The taste of iron filled his mouth as he tried to push himself up on his elbows, only to have his vision swim and his arms give out. Kerry and Gore were both lying a few feet away in various states of beaten-to-shit
"Don't get up, man. They see you still got energy, there's gonna be a round two."
Kerry's face was a mess of blood and swelling, his left eye completely shut. "Fuck... Garcia... I think they broke my ribs."
"Mi...
2025-09-17 14:24:16 +0000 UTC
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"Perfect!" Marcus exclaimed.
If fire resistance worked this well, his operation possibilities had just expanded massively. He could actually mine inside an active volcano without getting cooked alive.
First things first, he needed to test the economics of this whole setup. He pulled out an iron bucket and scooped up some lava.
He placed the bucket on his transmutation tablet and checked the price.
Lava Bucket: 1,048 EMC
"Damn, that's a loss."
He'd been hopi...
2025-09-17 02:32:26 +0000 UTC
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Little Garden.
Despite having "Little" in its name, the island was anything but small. When Marcus actually laid eyes on it, he couldn't help but whistle.
In the original story, it had seemed like two Sea Kings occupied roughly half the island each. But seeing it in person made him realize just how massive this place really was, at least three times bigger than Whiskey Peak, maybe more.
At first glance, there appeared to be two enormous white mountains dominating the landsca...
2025-09-17 02:29:55 +0000 UTC
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After taking down the ghast, Mario could only watch helplessly as the experience orbs and ghast tears it dropped fell straight into the lava ocean below.
This was exactly why he hated fighting ghasts. The damn things were massive, and in the Nether Wastes they always spawned floating over lava seas. Kill one, and their drops would just sink into the molten rock like expensive paperweights.
Only in Soul Sand Valleys could you actually collect ghast loot without losing it to lava, a...
2025-09-17 02:27:24 +0000 UTC
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