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Gyakkyou

"Hanpa-mono! Gyakkyou is a mixblood!"

...That alone is reason enough to kill an infant in its crib.

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In the civilized lands of the Ryū Dynasty, the Akaoni are property, the Kuroji are the blessed people, and the Tenshi are their divine masters.

And whosoever seeks to upset this delicate balance—however unintentionally—is undeserving of life. 2024-11-01 00:40:17 +0000 UTC View Post

The Golden Wyrm

A soul reborn, a kingdom divided, and a destiny rewritten.

Paul Atreides awakens as Aemond Targaryen, a prince of House Targaryen in a world far from Arrakis. Gifted with his spice-granted powers, he must navigate the deadly politics of Westeros, where dragons rule and alliances shift like sand. With visions of a dark future ahead, Paul seeks to unite a fractured realm, even if it means ...

The Watchdog

In the aftermath of a betrayal and the resulting trigger event, the life of 27-year-old Christopher Newman takes an unforeseen turn.​

Details:

Inspired by Worm(Wildbow), S.W.A.T.(Netflix), and Cyberpunk 2077.

Werewolf MC.

Police Drama.

Dystopian.

Hard Sci-fi.

Action, Drama, Mystery.

Your Vote, Your Story

As I get closer to completing the twenty-chapter backlog of advanced chapters for "Of Blood and Duty"—having decided to temporarily limit the backlog of "Metamorphosis" to ten chapters due to the complexity of the plot and the difficulties I am facing executing it—I am faced with a critical question, the answer to which I believe is best left to you guys, the esteemed individuals funding th...

Updates: OBD

More chapters coming. Bit of a delay with the edits. They are still not done and I am having a bit of a problem getting the prose to read properly. Will be done soon though.

NFF: Chapter Twelve

Chapter Twelve: Unravelling

The inn looked worse than the last time I'd seen it, if that was even possible. The place had never been much to write home about, but tonight, the air seemed stale—as if even time itself had decided to steer clear. I approached quietly, my senses sharpened, but there was no immediate indication of anything amiss. The old sign creaked above, swaying lazily ...

NFF: Chapter Eleven

Chapter Eleven: Leaves, Sand and Little Red Clouds

The Land of Rivers wasn’t much to look at—just a point on the map, an inconsequential smear of earth that mattered only because war had decided it was important. Sasuke had his fingers around it, squeezing it for every bit of leverage it offered. Kankuro had left the task of severing it to me. Of cutting—quietly, precisely—the a...

NFF: Interlude - The Enemy of My Enemy

Interlude: The Enemy of My Enemy

The ox-drawn cart rattled slowly along the winding path, the wheels creaking in a steady rhythm that seemed to echo through the mist. The Land of Tea was shrouded in a damp, muffling fog, an ever-present haze that blurred the edges of the world around Kankuro, reducing everything to vague shapes and silhouettes. Trees rose on either side of the narrow ro...

NFF: Interlude - The Sandworm

Interlude: The Sandworm

The ferry cut through the pale morning mist, its prow leaving a trail of foam in the mirror-like sea. Kankuro stood at the railing, his hood pulled low, shielding his face from curious eyes. The Land of Waves rose on the horizon, its coastal line a blend of economic ambition and lingering shadows. The nation had grown fat, a swollen hub in Sasuke's grand machiner...

OBD: Chapter Twenty-Eight

Chapter Twenty-Eight: Thwarted

I returned from my meeting with Jiriaya without fanfare, my cloak brushing against the damp leaves, my senses sharp, alert. I could feel it—something, or someone, out there. Stalking. Watching.

I had spent years honing my instincts, learning to recognise the subtle shiver in the air that spoke of another presence. Whoever it was, they were good, be...

OBD: Chapter Twenty-Seven

Chapter Twenty-Seven: Hostile takeover

Danzo moved through the darkened corridors of Konoha's administrative heart, his presence a shadow among shadows. He wore his robes with the confidence of a man who no longer needed permission. Tonight was different; the whispers had aligned, the blades were sharpened, and the roots he had planted over the years were finally taking hold. Hiruzen's ...

OBD: Chapter Twenty-Six

Chapter Twenty-Six: Preemptive Action

I arrived at the clearing—an eerie stillness blanketed the scene. The scent of iron lingered, mixing with the unmistakable aroma of scorched earth and ash. Death had occurred here—recent, brutal. Bodies lay scattered across the clearing: shinobi in the tattered uniforms of the Daimyō's personal bodyguards, their forms twisted in their final mom...

Update: Of Blood and Duty

Working on the most recent arc for NFF/Metamorphosis was really annoying, but thankfully, I got the chapters out, albeit three days late. I will begin working to finalise work on the next arc for OBD in a few hours after I get a bit of rest.

See you guys in a day or two, hopefully.

Gyakkyou: Chapter Six

Chapter Six: The Path of Stone

Lanterns softly glow,

Cherry blossoms kiss the breeze—

Shimo dreams in bloom.

Beneath the misty sky, the army marched like a river through the mountains—steady, unrelenting, silent. The rain had thinned to a drizzle, and the world around them was painted in shades of grey and green, the pe...

NFF: Convergence Recap

Previously, on "Convergence"

An eldritch entity finds itself reborn in mortal form—as Sasuke Uchiha. His new life is marked by darkness and agony: his family, his entire clan, is slaughtered by his brother, Itachi. Hatred festers. Despair takes root. Sasuke’s soul, now awakened, becomes something unfathomable.

From the shadows, Danzo grows wary...

NFF: Chapter Ten

Chapter Ten: My Little Sunflower

The silence of Konoha's archives was the kind that weighed down on you, thick and oppressive, muffling every breath and heartbeat. It was the kind of silence that demanded secrets, that swallowed every whisper before it had a chance to betray. I sat hunched over a wooden table, a single flickering lamp casting a small pool of light in the darkness. Aroun...

NFF: Chapter Nine

Chapter Nine: Betrayals

I always thought I knew what betrayal felt like. I thought I understood its weight, its taste, its slow, corrosive burn. Sasuke’s face comes to mind, a silhouette against a roaring fire, eyes that had stopped seeing me long before the final blow landed. But I was wrong. Betrayal has layers, and each one cuts deeper than the last.

We slipped into the dark,...

NFF: Chapter Eight

Chapter Eight: The Catalyst

I’d never been one for lies, but it turns out that when you repeat something enough times, even you start to believe it. The village at the border—it didn’t look like much, just another place caught between two sides, trying to find a way to survive without getting crushed by the gears of the war machine. They were innocent, probably, in another lifetim...

NFF: Chapter Seven

Chapter Seven: Change

It’s been five months since I was released from solitary confinement. I was Chunin now.

Such a length of time can pass in the blink of an eye or stretch out like eternity, depending on what fills the days between. For me, it was missions—one after another, a steady stream of duties that piled up like stones until they felt like the weight of the entire wo...

NFF: Chapter Six

Chapter Six: No Good Deed

The room was dark, the air heavy with the weight of unsaid words. The ceiling above seemed to press down on us, as if the walls themselves were closing in, pushing us toward a reckoning none of us were ready to face. I stood there with Sakura and Shikamaru at my sides, feeling the distance that had grown between us, an invisible chasm that made my skin prickle....

NFF: Chapter Five

Chapter Five: Rebellion

It's been four days since we were deployed here. The briefing took place in a dim, hastily erected command tent. A large map pinned against the canvas wall was smeared with hurried, clumsy markings. At the front, the elderly Jonin in charge stood with half of his face lit by the glow of an oil lamp. The air was thick and oppressive, each breath filled with the sm...

NFF: Chapter Four

Chapter Four: Dark Offerings

The rain started sometime after midnight—a slow drizzle that turned into a downpour, drenching the camp in cold, relentless sheets. The scent of damp earth filled the air, mingling with the lingering odour of burnt wood and metal. The flames had long since died out, replaced by the dull orange glow of lanterns scattered around the trenches. A chill settled...

OBD: Chapter Twenty-Five

Chapter Twenty-Five: Dead Leaves, Rotten Branches, Roots

The first blow came like a lightning strike—a force of nature, inevitable and unrelenting. Raikage A's fist fell with the finality of a storm breaking against stone, shattering the floor where Hiruzen had stood. The air was alive, buzzing and snarling, electricity tracing ragged paths along the Raikage's arm. Hiruzen moved, no t...

OBD: Chapter Twenty-Four

Chapter Twenty-Four: Beyond Saving

The dawn was grey and reluctant, a hesitant light creeping through the village as Hiruzen Sarutobi made his final preparations. The air carried the bite of uncertainty, the unease that had settled like fog across the streets of Konoha. The Hokage stood in his quarters, his armour strapped across his ageing frame. Outside, the sound of shinobi moving, r...

Chapter Updates

That was the last of my fully fleshed-out drafts. I have a proper outline for the next ten chapters or so, but it would take two to three days for me to properly flesh it out to the point I feel comfortable turning them into coherent chapters.

In the meantime, I would return to updating NFF. The draft for that is nearly fully fleshed-out and I can resume writing it in the meantime. This w...

OBD: Chapter Twenty-Three

Chapter Twenty-Three: Third-Party Interference

The Lightning Daimyō's convoy was a curious sight—ostentatious, guarded, yet fundamentally vulnerable. In their bid for safety, they made themselves a target. Obito watched from the treeline, eyes cold behind the mask. The information had reached him like a whisper on the wind, delivered by contacts who operated on the fringes of every p...

OBD: Chapter Twenty-Two

Chapter Twenty-Two: Bad Actors

The meeting room was dark and windowless by design. Deep within Konoha’s administrative wing, it was insulated from the village—from its life. The air was heavy with smoke from pipes and cigars, their embers glowing dimly in the half-light. Hiruzen Sarutobi sat at the head of the table, his eyes clouded with thought. Around him, members of his war coun...

OBD: Chapter Twenty-One

Chapter Twenty-One: The Proxy War

The sun was high, spilling its light over the garden, and the air smelled of the damp earth and fresh grass. Sasuke’s laughter echoed, a bright and pure sound, and I found myself smiling as I watched him from the shade of a nearby tree. He had managed to chase down one of the butterflies that flitted around the clearing, his tiny hands clasping around...

OBD: INTERLUDE

INTERLUDE: Light Work, No Reaction

The morning was crisp, the sky a pale, indifferent blue as Tatsuya made his way through the winding streets of Konoha. The village seemed unchanged, yet there was something different in the air—an undercurrent that lingered in the alleys and markets, subtle and pervasive. The Uchiha mutiny had started a month ago—Kumo's threats of war mere days aft...

OBD: Chapter Twenty

Chapter Twenty: Stalemate

The maps were spread across the table, weighed down at the corners by anything heavy enough to keep them from curling in the damp air. A single lamp flickered on the desk, throwing weak light over the lines and symbols that made up a cluster of suspected supply routes, and in the half-light, those routes seemed almost alive, like veins pulsing with vital lifebl...