Swords Stories

What does it mean to be a hero? Does it mean to be a shinobi? Does it mean to be a ninja admired by their peers? Does it mean to kill on the battlefield to save more lives than lost? What will happen to this world if a red-haired boy from a clan long gone decided to challenge this ideal? An impossible dream of saving people in a world that lives in a cycle of hate and conflict. Or, would the boy sacrifice this ideal for the happiness of a single life? All images belong to the original artist and as one would expect I don't own Naruto or Fate.

33 year old Y/n was seen a delinquent in his past. When reborn as a beast man of a certain woman, he will experience the life of adventure he always dreamed of.

"Who's out there?" One of the men yelled. Of course only silence met them. I remained quiet and waited for the group to start moving again. "Maybe it was just an animal." Someone whispered. The person, who I assumed was the captain of the small squad, signaled for them to walk again. They clearly showed fear as they kept going; brandishing their weapons to guard themselves with. "Two are holding lanterns. I'll tell you when you're too close to them." I heard my friend whisper in my ear. I followed the men as I picked up another branch and waited for the right time to break it. They continued to walk through the forest, turning their heads in every direction as if an animal might lunge at them and rip their throats out. I guess in a way I was going to do that. "Go back a few feet." My friend whispered. I carefully distanced myself from the group and waited. "Where is she?" I quickly snapped the stick as soon as he finished asking the question. They stopped and two soldiers raised their lanterns to shine its light in the darkness. I quickly hid behind a tree before both of them turned where I was. A low frustrated growl came from one of the men, "The girl's playing with us. She's out here following our every move." How paranoia can cloud the mind. At nine years old, Silver decided to leave her village for the forest. Since then, she's been hunted; everyday is a fight for her life, every breath she takes could be her last, but she's determined to stay alive. Her life isn't the kind anyone would want to live but she's managed to survive this long so, what's a few more years?

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After a devastating defeat, humanity was forced to give up their land and relocate to two isolated continents that were labeled as impossible to live on. After hundreds of years while the rest of the world focuses on agricultural and living conditions. Humanity had focused on its weapons and military. As years of isolation were broken and tensions rise, the fate of the world is left uncertain.

⚔️ The Wayward Company "He came from an age of gunpowder and discipline... and found himself in a world of magic and monsters." The year was 1785 when Silas Ward was born - a Virginian by birth, a soldier by blood. The son of a frontier rifleman and a veteran of the Revolution, Ward grew up in the lingering smoke of musket fire and the echoes of liberty's war drums. His father's stories were full of powder, honor, and men who carved a nation from wilderness. Ward became one of them - a United States Marine, a captain forged in the chaos of the War of 1812 and the Barbary Wars that followed. He knew the sting of salt air, the ring of sabres, and the thundering recoil of a musket - his father's old Charleville, a relic from another war. He knew discipline, courage, and the silence that comes after battle. He thought he knew the world. Until one night, the world changed. A storm unlike any other swallowed his ship whole - and when he awoke, the sea was gone. In its place stood a land of twin moons and crimson dawns, where men walked beside elves and devils bore human faces. A place where steel and sorcery shared the same battlefield. To its people, he was an enigma: a foreigner in a tattered blue coat, wielding a thunderous weapon no forge could craft and speaking of wars no bard had sung of. To himself, he was something worse - a ghost adrift in a world that was not his own. But fate has a strange sense of humor. In this new realm, Silas Ward would cross paths with others who carried their own scars: a half-elf devoted to divine justice, a young fighter chasing her worth, a brooding warlock haunted by the cost of power, and a tiefling bard whose charm hides a wounded heart. Together, they will become known as The Wayward Company - not by choice, but by destiny. Their story is one of exile and rediscovery, of loyalty born in the fires of difference. For while some heroes are made by gods, and others by magic... Silas Ward was made by war.

Sadie Jones is Fittes best agent. It's just too bad she has a knack for causing trouble and breaking rules. When she needs a break from prestige of Fittes, the eldest and most respected ghost hunting agency in all of Britain she turns to her longtime friend, Anthony Lockwood and his agency Lockwood and co. However Lockwood is fighting battles of his own both dead and alive. After a valuable mirror falls into the wrong hands, Lockwood and his team will need all the help they can to get it back. Takes place during the ending of The Whispering Skull and The Hollow Boy!

❝𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐃𝐈𝐄...𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐒𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐑!❞ ┏━━•❃°•°❀°•°❃•━━┓ ↳ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴅᴇᴀʀ ᴡɪꜰᴇ ᴏᴅᴀ ɴᴏʙᴜɴᴀɢᴀ ᴀʀᴇ ꜱᴜᴅᴅᴇɴʟʏ ᴅʀᴀɢɢᴇᴅ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀ ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ ᴏꜰ ɢʀᴀɪʟ ᴡᴀʀꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴡᴏ ɪɴɪᴛɪᴀʟʟʏ ʜᴀᴅ ɴᴏ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴇꜱᴛ ɪɴ ᴘᴀʀᴛɪᴄɪᴘᴀᴛɪɴɢ ɪɴ. ┗━━•❃°•°❀°•°❃•━━┛ ↳[ꜰᴀᴛᴇ ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ x ᴍᴀʟᴇ ꜱᴇʀᴠᴀɴᴛ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ, ᴏᴅᴀ ɴᴏʙᴜɴᴀɢᴀ x ᴍᴀʟᴇ ꜱᴇʀᴠᴀɴᴛ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ.]

As the High Order struggles to defend the Borders of Terralor, they summon the Kinsmen Order- only to receive an unlikely band of seven mismatched journeymen. Led by Rangvald Raventsone, a fledgling wizard and Red Reechon, a Tolk with a melody. Burned by matters of the heart and haunted with a destiny that he can't outrun, Red is thrust into the role of High Lord of the Kinsmen order. With war looming and Terralor threatened by Ogres, Goblins, and Trolls, Red must lead his companions into an adventure far greater than any of them imagined. But adventure demands a price. Is it love? Sacrifice? Red is about to discover that some destinies come with a cost only he can pay.

A terrorist attack rocks the homeworld of Pyre, and Kyle and his bodyguard/sister Jessica are pulled away from their home in the stars to Earth, the planet of their ancestors. Here, they explore the worlds of the strange and sometimes terrifying secret societies cloaked in legend and folklore. Jessica has power beyond her own understanding, most of it lost to her in a battle to protect her master, Kyle, when a serious injury took away her memories. Kyle is the son of the military leader of all Pyre, but he has little power of his own, fearing what may happen to those he loves if he can't protect them. Jessica feels drawn to action when she overhears the tragedy of a young boy missing from his home. Under the guidance of their tutor, Praxis, the pair forms the Chasers' detective agency and sets out on their first mission to track down a missing child. Along the way, they must battle tricksters, legions of imps, vampires, and arrogant elves, all while allying with werewolves, spirits of vengeance, and the forces of the law. They battle to save young Thomas from the sinister Alfhiem organization and its underhanded leader, Tyrin. Will Jessica regain her power, and Kyle gain the power he needs to guard what he loves? ... ... If not things could become... unpleasant.

I've been on and off of warframe. funny enough, a co-workee got me playin again and I can't stop. now I've got alot of ideas. this one, is more of a concept for a warframe. the story I'm going to tell takes place in the present but will have flash backs to its past. one thing I've knowtised is that you'll have your own...I'd like to say timeliness? diffrent permanent choices that changes the way the game forms around you. like most others, I'll be going with my point of view. the choices I made and the weapons I like to use. like in game, I'll spread out information to make it like a little puzzle for people who like a in-depth story as much as I do. ever since I got back into the game, it's story has me wrapped up and I want to know more. I hope this can scratch that itch just a little bit. I'm not looking to overtake the main story, just add a little bit. durring the old war, many warframes died. this is well known. most of them were copies. primes as we know are the strongest frames and they were largely used in the old war. unfortunately, most of the designs and schematics were lost but they can be found in relics and brought back to life. but a few were not so fortunate. there are frames out there like Excalibur umbra who was forced to change into what it is now and without the tenno who brought him a sense of piece, he doesn't have a blueprint. another frames do exist although, lost to time, age, and the ever changing battlefields. one such frame showed the intelligence and capacity of a tenno operator, showed feats of power umbra shows durring his rampage when he rebuilt, but shows the calm, calculating nature of the dax, Teshin. many stories tell how a tenno forges a bond with thier frame but ends up enhabbiting it due to unfortunate sercomstances. this frame, strong, smart, and level, has a diffrent story. I'll tell you how a frame grew so strong, so proficient, it was forced into stasis. with the new war ended, it's presence will be felt...again.

The Mythos & Core Philosophy The Realms: Swarga (Heavens, ruled by paranoid Devas), Bhuloka (Mortal Earth, suffering a cosmic drought), Patala (Netherworld, yet to be fully explored). Cosmic Energy: The Devas feed on raw life force stolen from Bhuloka via corrupted fire rituals (Yagnas). True divine energy is called Tejas. Varna System: Defined strictly by a person's inherent qualities (Guna) and actions (Karma), not by birthright. Major Characters (Introduced & Active) Rudraka (The Reborn Weapon): Once a celestial commander of Swarga, betrayed and stabbed in the back by Sovereign Vajrang. Reborn in Bhuloka as a mortal warrior. His mortal body struggles to contain his awakening divine Tejas. His earthly weapon is shattered; he is now under the tutelage of Rishi Bhargava. Ananya (The Seeker of Truth): A true Brahmin scholar who discovered the temple rituals are a siphon draining Bhuloka's life to Swarga. She stole the original Upanishads, fled temple assassins, and saved Rudraka's life using natural medicine. Rishi Bhargava (The Silent Storm): A terrifyingly powerful ascetic living in the Dandaka forest. He recognizes Rudraka's celestial nature and Ananya's truth. He has agreed to break Rudraka's mind to teach him the Astras needed to fight gods. Tvastar (The Master Builder): A Shudra engineer of absolute integrity living in Vaishali. He refuses to build with corrupt temple materials to ensure the safety of the people and his young son, Shoubhit. (Destined to cross paths with the rebellion). Devaraj Vajrang: The usurper Sovereign of Swarga. Paranoid, cruel, and the architect of Rudraka's murder and the earth's suffering. Acharya Vritra: The corrupt high priest of Bhuloka enforcing Vajrang's life-draining rituals.

Kenshi comes from a well off family His only real friends are Kazuto Kirigaya & Kazuto's adopted sister (she has a crush on Kenshi) Now he's trapped alongside 10,000 other players in a death game Can he help clear the game and get out of will the game be the death of him?

A blade cannot be brandished without a price. Every time you draw a sword you die a bit, inside. When suffering is thrust upon a land that has long known peace, and there is no white knight to shield the innocent from the flames - a coward can become a hero. A mere boy can defy a queen...but at what cost? Kelith Kettlesbee is in love, with his home, his books, and the blacksmith. When danger arises for which destiny has no answer, will he and his friends have what it takes to defend it all?

[Atlas Grandeur - Book One] Year 476 A.F.W. Morio, a young Morian from Shimori sets out to become a Demonear - someone with the ability to slaughter demons and alike. With a passion for cartography, a map of Shimori in his hand, and a trusted friend, he follows his mother's fading footsteps. But... the warm and welcoming town of Mistwick isn't the same as the dangerous lands filled to the brim with snow, sharpened by trees and hiding thousands of secrets, waiting to be unearthed. There are great risks out there, and those who are willing to take them may reap great rewards, as well as a bitter loss.

Follow Rob as he continues on his adventures and as he grows. Which surprises await him and what dangers will he face. A new chapter will be released every Sunday until the story is finished, then I'll start releasing every other day again. (unedited version)

"You will see the maker of the impossible... You will see NOX." ​Are you ready to play the Chess of Death? ♟️☠️ ​A cursed blade. A silent hero. A destiny forged in pain. Enter the shadows of Arkan, where some legends are better left buried.

Once, the lands of Novae Terrae were home to many Magic-Kingdoms, all watched over by the Celestial Beings. On the day of a eventful festival as Rikushi and his friends celebrated its annual founding, a rogue Celestial's army invaded with a surprise attack. With a last ditch effort, Rikushi sealed himself away in a book to save himself. But with no way to bring himself back, years went by until a random incident saved him from his entrapment. But, he wasn't returned back to his generation from his eternal slumber, he was awoken over 2000 years later, in the age of advanced technology. With his old kingdom he spent his years in destroyed and gone except for a few ruins, Rikushi plans to find who he can and enact revenge on the rogue Celestial and rekindle his Kingdom. This Story is based off the Lore of the VTuber Group; NovaTerraVT. This series is the Remastered Version of 'The Lost Kingdom | Nova Terra Chronicles'. The Remastered version fixes the inconsistencies with the Lore, presents longer chapters, better writing, increased dialogues, and correctly implements the original lore without creating an entire new Story. This is our new 'Volume 1'. Volume List: Volume 1: The Lost Kingdom (Remastering) Volume 2: Untold Feelings (Ongoing) Volume 3 [Backstories]: Shattered Histories (Ongoing)

❝𝗦𝗢, 𝗜 𝗖𝗥𝗬, 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗜 𝗣𝗥𝗔𝗬 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗜 𝗕𝗘𝗚 𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘 𝗠𝗘, 𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘 𝗠𝗘, 𝗦𝗔𝗬 𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗧 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘 𝗠𝗘❞ ━━━━━━━ ♡ She was once a silent shadow beneath the butterfly's wing-now, she walks beneath a sky ruled by monkeys, machines, and myth. (Name) Tsuyuri was a blade forged by grief, a Demon Slayer who knew only duty and silence. Trained by the Kocho sisters, she learned to kill without hesitation, to smile without feeling, and to breathe like a flower blooming in battle. But the final war is over, and Muzan is dead. So why does her heart still ache? After the battle that freed both demons and humans from the endless cycle of death, (Name)'s path splinters. With Shinobu's blessing, she leaves the Demon Slayer Corps and ventures beyond what she knows-into a world of vibrant chaos and celestial warriors. In the dazzling neon streets of the city, she crosses paths with the unexpected: Sun Wukong's successor. A boy made of stone and courage. A monkey with a golden staff. And beings who aren't quite demons, but aren't human either. In this new world where tradition clashes with technology, (Name) must face the echoes of her past, the flutter of unfamiliar emotions, and a power she never knew she had. Can a girl raised on silence find her voice in a world that never stops shouting? A collection of shorts and one-shots featuring (Name) Tsuyuri in the Lego Monkie Kid universe-romantic, emotional, and packed with action, angst, and soft moments blooming between battles. ᴸᴹᴷ! ᴷᴬᴺᴬᴼ! ᴿᴱᴬᴰᴱᴿ

In the rain-drenched slums of a prosperous kingdom, an eighteen-year-old boy lives a life of quiet desperation, struggling to support his ailing family through grueling labor and a dying garden. The stagnant peace of the continent is shattered when a high-ranking noble's caravan crashes into the heart of the slums, bringing the boy face-to-face with the terrifying and majestic power of those at the top. After a chance encounter with a legendary commander, the boy finds himself in possession of a pulsing, humming crystal-a source of immense power that is both a beacon of hope and a mark of death. When a vengeful antagonist returns to reclaim what they believe is theirs, the boy is forced to make a harrowing choice: remain a victim of a cruel caste system, or seize a destiny that will cost him everything he has ever known. Will the stone be his salvation, or will its power ruin his life? P.s: I will be posting this story on Royal Road.