In a world of summoned heroes, gods, and fallen liberators, a giant cave is seen in a vast mountain range, a young man with a pale complexion and freckles, black hair in an unkept fashion, black eyes with diluted pupils, and black bags underneath them.
He wore a black hooded robe over his outfit with a long red scarf and a metal mouth plate to hide his identity. He is slowly walking towards a large dragon nearly seven meters long with jet black scales, which is sleeping.
That young man was now in front of the dragon with a purple light in his right hand and touched the dragon's snout, then the dragon woke up with one of her eyes golden and the other red. It looked like the dragon was fighting the purple light, and the young man hid in the shadows, staying out of sight but always adding some more of that purple light from afar.
1 day later, in the same cave, the dragon that had been fighting the whole time finally lost, and the red light took over its eyes and bowed to the young man.
"Haa, haaaaa, it worked, it really works, yes, let's go, now I can be a hero of demons." The young man yelled in glee as he told the dragon to do a few things, and it listened without a second of hesitation.
"Now all I have to do is destroy the town and kill Aiko." He said as he looked towards the distant horizon where a town is seen, with a mad light in his eyes, and he tasked the dragon to kill all approaching adventurers in the area, then it flew away to complete the task.
-Days later-
In that same mountain range, a young man with white hair, blood-red eyes, and a muscular body, but he was missing his right arm, which was replaced by a metal one, and he is missing an eye, but that is covered by a black eye patch, dressed in a black trench coat.
He is surrounded by many people, most notably a beautiful girl with wavy golden blonde hair, crimson-red eyes, and a porcelain complexion tone of skin. As with all vampires, she has a pair of fangs. Despite being over 300 years old, she has the appearance of a 12-year-old child.
She is dressed in a frilly white dress shirt, a black mini skirt with frills, a black ribbon on top of her head, a white coat with frills on the cuffs, black knee-high socks, and a pair of short black heeled boots with frills.
another very attractive and beautiful woman, boasting a large chest and a gallant figure. She has long pale-blue hair and azure eyes; she also has rabbit ears and a tail.
She is dressed in a sleeveless blue bikini armour top that looks like a swimsuit, which leaves her stomach, midriff, as well as the upper portion of her breasts exposed. She also wears a blue ribbon around the base of her right ear, a blue miniskirt, a pair of white hot pants, with her legwear consisting of sturdy white boots that lace up to her ankles, as well as a leg lace on her thigh.
Lastly is a petite woman who is often described as having a childlike figure by others. She has short brown hair and green eyes. Her teaching attire consists of a white dress shirt with a grey blazer (pink in the anime), a white neck scarf, a dark-brown skirt, brown stockings, and dark heeled shoes.
The less notable being a beautiful young woman with shoulder-length wavy chestnut-colored hair and green eyes, and a young man with short curly blond hair and green eyes.
And that same dragon is seen lying down with many wounds, and it was slightly painted, and that same young man with white hair and one red eye came up to the dragon holding a large spear with one hand.
"Now I've heard that dragon hides are nearly impenetrable, so that just means we don't have to go for the body." He said aloud to the people around him as he went up to the front of the dragon, looking it in its red eyes, and then stabbed right through it all the way to the brain, killing it.
Right after he did that, he took some steps back, clutching his heart as if he had just been struck there.
"""" Hajime,"""" all the women called out, with the blond-haired one coming to him the fastest and setting him down on her thighs. "What happened? And are you ok?" she asked with obvious worry.
"I'm fine, I just felt like I lost something very important." He said as he got up, feeling better already, and then a swirling black portal opened up, but none of them seemed to notice, and a pale hand took the dragon's soul, which looked like a beautiful, voluptuous woman in her 20s, and was over 170 cm tall. She possesses long jet black hair. left with the words "Nine down," not like any of the people there had heard it.
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In a world filled with ninja, aliens, and a power that is a mix of mental and physical energy.
In a camp in the woods, a slender, fair-skinned woman with brown eyes and straight blonde hair, and noticeably large breasts and a curvaceous figure. Her hair parts above her forehead, where a violet diamond mark is clearly visible, and has shoulder-length bangs that frame her face, and the rest reaches her lower back.
She is dressed in a dark blue shirt, dark blue pants, a forehead protection headband, Blue shinobi sandals, and the standard flak jacket. She is using her hands filled with a green aura to heal a person with a large scar on their chest.
Pat, Pat, some running footsteps were heard, and then a young man with pale skin and golden, snake-like eyes barged into the tent. "Tsunade is Jiraiya ok for battle?" he asked without courtesy or anything of the like.
"No, but if he is needed, then he should be able to hold up for a while." The beautiful woman with blonde hair, now known to be Tsunade, responded to his question.
"Alright, good Hanzo has found are loca... ARRRRGGGG." As he was speaking, he was interrupted by a purple slug that seeped into the tent and got onto his shoulder, making him scream out in pain, and the woman tried to go over to help, but a muscular man of above-average height, with long blond hair reaching down to his back, and a prominent scar on his right cheek.
His eyes were portrayed with a normal white sclera and brown irides. He had a dark hat on his head, and his lower face was mostly obscured by a helmet-like respirator. The upper portion of this mask bore the symbol of his village and was mirrored by four indentations on the part covering his mouth.
He is dressed in a loose wetsuit-like outfit typical of his village, accented by bandages wrapped around his wrists and lower legs, a flak jacket with swirls on the chest-plate, standard shinobi sandals, and a dark cloak that reached down below his waist. Underneath this wetsuit, he donned a dark, short-sleeved, midriff shirt which exposed his lower abdomen.
"So this is wear have been hiding, now I can finally end the leaf's ability to participate in this war." The man said as he used the scythe in his right hand to stab the man whom Tsunade was just healing before she could do anything.
When she saw the scythe in Jiraiya's chest, she rushed towards the man, screaming, but she met the same fate, and she kept going even when the scythe was still in her chest and going deeper.
"Oh, I forgot about this little ability of yours. Let's make sure you can't do that again." The man said as he jumped back while he was pulling his scythe out of her. He pulled up, cutting her in half and killing her, and for good measure, he killed the pale-skinned young man as he was still on the ground in pain.
And so the chances of Konohagakure getting out of this war like they would have as plumatied but not gone, but the soul of Tsunade was taken by the pale hand from the swirling portal. "Ten down," it left these words and left... a few minutes later, a tall man with grey beige skin, he has deep wrinkles and a strong jawline in his elderly age.
He had spiky, shoulder-length, pale brown hair, with a chin-length, braided lock hanging in front of his left ear. He also sported a goatee that tapered down to his waist in his old age. He also has a pair of horn-like protrusions extending from either side of his forehead, pupilless white eyes. He also had a red Rinnegan-like marking in the centre of his forehead, referred to as his Third Eye.
He wore a white, full-length kimono with a pattern of six black magatama around a high collar, beneath which he wore a necklace that was also made up of six black magatama. On the back of his kimono was a larger, black Rinnegan marking with a pattern of nine magatama arranged in three rows of three beneath it.
He looked around the area where the portal was at but shook his head and disappeared.
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-In a world filled with demons, goddesses, holy knights, and seven deadly sins.-
in the Kingdom of Liones, a fight is taking place between Grayroad, Merlin, and Howzer
Grayroad wasted no time, starting the fight with a terrifying purple wave of magic. "Five Lost," the demon announced, the power surging forward in a purple tide aimed directly at Merlin.
Howzer, seeing the impending attack, reacted as fast as possible. With a roar, he threw himself into the path of the spectral attack. The projectile struck him, and his eyes glazed over instantly. His limbs went slack. "No!" he managed to utter before his senses vanished; he himself sacrificed to protect Merlin.
But the time Howzer was disabled was short-lived. Merlin raised her hand, a faint pulse radiated outwards, and the deadly effects clinging to Howzer were instantly nullified, though his senses remained gone. Grayroad intrigue grew. 'How is she doing that?'
"Such danger you display," Grayroad hissed, floating back slightly, weary of the unexpected power. The demon followed up with a swarm. "Breakable Bugs!" Hundreds of tiny, winged demons filled the air, buzzing towards Merlin in a deadly cloud.
Merlin merely scoffed. "A nuisance." A brilliant, focused beam of energy erupted from her fingertip. "Exterminate Ray," she called out, andthe ray sliced through the swarm. The air filled with shrieks as every single bug was annihilated in an instant.
Grayroad, however, floated tall its confidence returning. "It makes no difference now! My Commandment has already taken effect. All of your lifetime is forfeit!" The power of the Commandment, a power given by the Demon King, is inescapable.
Merlin smiled, a slow, chilling curve of her lips. "Foolish demon. You are trying to alter time, are you not? To steal away the years of my life." Her voice held a hint of superiority. "That is quite impossible for me. You see, I am immune to any effect that attempts to alter my time."
She spread her arms with an almost ethereal glow covering her. "This is the power of my magic ability, Infinity. All spells I cast last for an infinite duration, and time cannot touch me."
The two Commandments recoiled in shock.
"Furthermore," she continued, her voice gaining a theatrical tone, "allow me to reveal my true identity. I am the last survivor of... Belialuin." The atmosphere grew heavy with disbelief. 'The child of prophecy... it is true,' Grayroad thought, fear finally mixing with its malice.
The stillness was shattered by a shadow falling over them. The massive, horned presence of the Boar's Sin appeared from the smoke.
Grayroad reacted instantly, splitting its singular form into multiple, smaller demons, hoping to evade the attack.
"Not fast enough," Merlin said in a deadpan, her face cold, she conjured a shimmering vortex of pure magical energy, "Endless Whirl."
The smaller demons were unable to fight the suction force; they were pulled toward the swirling vortex. Grayroad, in its myriad forms, shrieked as it was compressed and then instantly sucked into a tiny, prepared test tube.
Merlin sealed the glass container with a sharp pop, her face bearing the expression of a scientist who had just secured a specimen. "A fascinating study."
But just as she placed the vial into her pouch, a tremor ran through her. Her eyes widened, a look of confusion replacing her confidence. 'What... why is my power failing?'
The vibrant, magical aura surrounding her flickered, then vanished completely. A chill permeated the air. The infinite duration of her spells, the thing that had kept her safe, had abruptly ended.
"Impossible," she whispered, the single word carrying the weight of ancient power now lost. 'The Commandment... it has found a way through. My time...'
A wave of crushing weight descended upon her. She stumbled, collapsing to her knees, the years that should have been hers rushing away in a blinding torrent. Her hand reached for help, but Howzer was killed by the other commandment, and she was all alone and dying.
"You... lose," a small, nearly minuscule part of Grayroad had survived the suction force, and the pain of losing so many pieces of itself was replaced by triumph.
Merlin fell forward onto the ground, her body fading and becoming still in the space of a single breath. The Boar sin Merlin was dead. Then a pale hand came from a swirling portal, grabbed her soul, and the soul of Merlin looked at the hand graping it in confusion, but another hand came out, and it went to sleep. Then the words, "eleven down," and just as fast as the swirling portal opened, it closed the soul of Merlin with it.
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