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Shadows Of Blood chp2 by Demondragonsoul, literature

Shadows Of blood by Demondragonsoul, literature

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Shadows Of blood

-=Shadows Of Blood=- Inside a fully restored Vigils keep, a figure sat brooding in the fire, but if you ever talked to him you would see that the figure could never get into depression with that smirk of his or his cheerful attitude, his strong will, and his ultimate power over almost all magics he had studied during his time during the fifth blight and during the awakening of the new darkspawn. Both threats had been stopped in their tracts by this one man and his fellow companions…though one seemed to have gone missing during his vist to the tower to give out a lecture on the architects nature… Arthimel truly did wonder if he eve

Ryu's Song by Demondragonsoul, literature

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Ryu's Song

It had been raining in konoha for a long while now, Ryu tenchu, the self proclaimed Prankster king of hell, number 1 Anbu black ops, and holder of the ten tailed dragon rivaled only by the merge powers of the 9 bijuu combined, sat staring out of his windowsill staring at the darkened clouds with dull silver slitted eyes. Eyes that had seen to much of the world, to much darkness in the eharts of mortal men, to much pain and loss, His family, his gennin teammates, his Chunin team's, the yondime hokage, and recently the sandime hokage. So many lives lost, and all because of the cycle of pain the entire ninja nation's go through, revenge and cou

Ryu's Day Off by Demondragonsoul, literature

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Ryu's Day Off

Mewichigozoey owns Nozomi…not me….her! Also don’t own naruto XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Bio: Name: Ryu tenchu… Occupation: Anbu black ops Hair: Silver Eye: Silver with slits Skin: Tan Demon: the Jyuubi no Ryujin (ten tailed dragon king) Weapon: massive scythe that can be held with 1 or two hand’s Quirk’s: pranksterous nature, sarcastic, evil, part of sake lover club, and a fan of icha icha paradise but not to the extent of reading it in public… Onto the show! XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX It was a fine day in konoha, the sun was s

Watching Over you by Demondragonsoul, literature

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Watching Over you

Watching over you… In the eve of night, screams and shouts were heard as Konoha’s finest ninja tried desperately to hold off the indestructible power house natural disaster that was known as the Kyuubi no Youko, the nine tailed fox. The yondime hokage himself tried every last thing possible in his mind which was a lot to hold off the demon, but to no avail, for the demon fox either shrugged off the blows, taijutsu, ninjutsu, and sealing jutsu or they just made the maddend demon even angrier if that was possible. Finally when he had no choice left he summoned Gambunta and preformed the Dead Demon Consuming Seal, his final seal, and

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Returning from the Summoners' Sanctum

The hooded boy stood at the edge of a cliff, overlooking the eternal waterfall. Several of his companions had been called to Spira at once, not something that happened all too often. That he had not been called upon did not surprise him. Few summoners were powerful or determined enough to actually bond with him, and of those even fewer truly needed his powers. He loved the Farplane. And he hated it. Even the most beautiful of sights would grow stale after a few decades. And while the spirits of the Send kept them company, the Fayth did not often mix with them. No one remembered their true names. No one would come to speak to them now. The pla