Shizuka, a masterful ninja and a heavily experienced assassin, sets of her journey with Shadow, May, and Sensei.
Despite having no other family related to her, she treats them like a family she'd ever wanted, needed. She was grateful for having them as one.
Though, a scar across her right eye had oddly appeared as she explored and read each one of the books of folklores and myths about the Gates of Shadows. But, she never paid attention to it.. for now..
But, one day, things were just about to get better, Shadow was then requested and challenged to defeat a demon.. and 5 many demons after the first one..
At first is a narcissistic, powerful, agile, and stubborn ninja by the name of Lynx, leader of an association called, "Assassin's Order"..
Little does she know, that meeting and getting to know him would become a life changing event for her..
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A/N: Heya, i know I've been absent for quite a while, and I AM BACK FROM THE DED-
Now, imma just try to make some chapters or stories cuz why not, motivation got a lil kick to me tbh-
and why Lynx kinda.. 😩
★!DISCLAIMER!★
I DO NOT OWN THE CHARACTERS RELATED IN SHADOW FIGHT 2 (if you're familiar with them though, then thanks. IF not, try and search up Shadow Fight 2 and everything that is IN the game and you'll be alright)
Just a reminder, this is going to be an AU, similar to the game but with new and different events happening
ALL I OWN IS MY OC (Shizuka) AND SOME OTHER NPCS AND CHARACTERS (you'll find out soon 😉)
(Mezo Shoji x reader.)
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"Just.. Hold still, I'm here to help." His voice meets my ears in a calming manner and my side presses up against the cold bars, curling away from the threat.
Short and ragged breaths make their way into my strained lungs.
"Hurts.." I huff, only to jolt as his fingers brush against me-he's reaching over to undo the straps along my head while his free hand idly ran a comforting thumb over the side of my face.
"I know, just hold still."
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They say: pride always comes before the fall.
(Y/n) had grown used to the cycle of running and fleeing with movements as graceful as a fox.
From the very moment she entered this world, her life had been marked by a cruel bounty etched into her very skin-a quirk like hers, while unique and beautiful, offered no guarantees of safety.
It was a reality she had come to accept.
And that's what led her to a cage, eyes trained on the world outside as it slipped off into the darkness.
Every product is sectioned into its own category.
A color that marked either their value.. Or caution.
He was an odd sight, large and terrifying to the eye-his imposing stature created dread that stretched far along his surroundings. Yet, it was his touch that proved to be the gentlest (Y/n) had ever felt.
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Warning: Violence, human trafficking, starvation and rude language
Please point out grammar errors, English isn't my first language.
DISCLAIMER: NONE OF THE ART IN THIS BOOK BELONGS TO ME.