After a much-needed break, the fresh soldiers gather once again in the training camp, eager to tackle the challenges that lay ahead. While most of them are beaming with enthusiasm, Nobu lets out a sigh and buries his face in a bar of chocolate. "Why do we need to go through all this training before heading to the capital?" He grumbles. "It's such a hassle. I don't want to train anymore!" Sayuri playfully drums on Nobu's head as she chimes in, "That's so unlike you!" She says, "I thought you're the one who trains the most, but it appears you're not into working hard!" "It's not that he just hates training," Clarifies Reina, summoning his katana, "He's also feeling a little down because he heard that he's the weakest in three different stats." "Oh, I see." Sayuri's face lights up with understanding. As her eyes shine after spying on the bar of chocolate in Nobu's hands. "Ooh, that looks delicious! Can I have a piece?" She grins. But before she can even reach for it, Nobu quickly pul
"Nobu... Nobu... Where have you been all these years..." Kira mutters hollowly, his voice echoing through the dark void. Nobu stands frozen, his eyes are all black and his heart heavy with guilt. "I thought... I thought you died in my hands that day..." Nobu stammers, his voice barely audible. "You... You abandoned me!" Kira's voice is filled with anger and hurt as he moves closer to Nobu, his body beginning to decay. "You broke your promise! YOU... You destroyed our little garden and our Paradise." Nobu steps back in horror, only to find himself trapped by roots that have grown from the ground. He falls to the floor, his face twisted with sorrow as he watches Kira deteriorate in front of him. "It's because of you..." Kira's voice is barely a whisper now, as he holds out Nobu's necklace. "I died because of you! It's your fault!" Nobu looks around at the surrounding corpses, his heart sinking at the realization of what Kira is saying. "Look around you!" Kira shouts, his body crumb
Despite the pain, despite the odds stacked against him, Nobu's spirit remains unbroken. He knows that he is fighting for something greater than himself, for a chance to prove his worth and silence the voices haunting his mind. Shinso's voice echoes through the arena, his hand raised as if he is about to reveal a great secret. Nobu, still panting and wounded, looks up at his teacher with a mix of exhaustion and defiance in his eyes. "Can I ask you something, Nobu?" Shinso requests, his tone laced with a hint of curiosity. He remains silent, refusing to give Shinso the satisfaction of a response. However, Shinso doesn't seem to mind and continues his probing, his hand still held up in a questioning manner. "Why are you so desperate, Nobu?" Shinso's voice is calm and measured, but there is a hint of curiosity in his tone. "What is driving you to become a sacred soldier? What is the reason behind all this pain and suffering you're willing to endure?" "Despite being the only one stand
Shinso gasps as he hears the news about the sphere from Kaeya. "So it disappeared! The sphere disappeared once the eye on Nobu's sword opened, right?" Kaeya nods, "Yeah, a portion of Kamaitachi's power definitely got reincarnated in Nobu! But I thought that his power was sealed after the demon war! How is it possible for Nobu to gain a sealed power?" "It's not the whole pie though," Shinso explains as he leans on his seat, "Nobu just got a bit of Kamaitachi's power. Maybe around 20% or so!" They fall into silence for a while as Kaeya puts his hand under his chin, analyzing the information. After a moment, he snaps his fingers, "That amount was leaked by Kamaitachi before they sealed his powers!" he adds, getting a nod of agreement from Shinso. "They divided his power in two before sealing him to make it even harder for the next reincarnation to collect the power," continues Shinso, sighing lightly. "But to think that Kamaitachi was able to leak around 20% before being sealed, that
"I did expect to see you," says the short cutie as she places her hands behind her back, a playful smile on her lips. "How are you doing?" she asks, her tone friendly and inviting. "I was just wandering around, watching most of you during your training," answers Nobu as he walks closer to the girl. "Are you calling it a day?" "I guess so. My shadow magic becomes a bit weaker without a source of light, after all," nods Sayuri, stretching her arms and turning towards Nobu. She looks a bit annoyed as she adds, "Most of our teammates, huh? Does that mean I'm the last one you came to see?" "Uh... Yeah," Nods Nobu, playfully patting her head even though it's bugging her a little, "I mean, I'm not calling you pipsqueak for no reason, right?" "I see..." mutters Sayuri to herself, leaving Nobu with a blank expression. But before he can react, she quickly channels four shadow slashes at different heights, attempting to land a hit on him. "Oy, what's wrong with you?" questions Nobu in surpr
The arena is a massive structure that dominates the landscape, rising from the earth like a giant colossus. Made of gleaming white marble, the building is a testament to human ingenuity and engineering prowess. The walls are adorned with intricate carvings depicting epic battles, mythical creatures, and legendary heroes, each one a masterpiece of artistry and craftsmanship. As they approach the arena, they can feel the energy pulsing through the air, the sound of thousands of excited spectators echoing across the landscape, "Man..." Gasps Ash, his eyes scrolling all over the watchers, "I didn't think that we'll be fighting around such a crowd!" The entrance is a grand archway, supported by towering columns carved with images of gods and goddesses. Inside, the arena is a sight to behold. The seats are arranged in a steeply angled semicircle around the fighting area, providing an unobstructed view of the action. The fighting area itself is a large circular space, about 150 meters in d
Growing restless, even Sayuri begins to jump on Reina's back and shout for attention. "Reina, can you carry me too?" she pleads. But Reina remains unamused, retorting, "Unlike Nobu, I don't like you clinging to me. So don't do anything reckless, okay?" " 'kay! Will do!" Nods Sayuri in agreement as Satomi chimes in, "Can't you stay quiet, please!! The match is about to start." "Oh, she's jealous," Reina teasingly replies, "I can give you a piggyback if you want," He adds, implanting a flirtatious smile on his face. "No time for your love confessions, Reina." Interjects Katsu as he points to the screen, "The match has started." With that, the group turns their attention to the arena as the two participants are about to engage in an intense battle, leaving everyone on the edge of their seats. Ash stands tall, his eyes narrowing as he focuses his energy. With fierce determination, he summons forth his sword. The weapon materializes in a burst of darkness, horns protruding from the e
-Katsu: " The demon race is an awe-inspiring sight to behold. Unlike mere humans, they do not require the union of parents to be brought into this world. They get into a peaceful slumber when their magical energy gets drained not only to rest but also to refill their magic. A severed limb, grievous wounds, and even a blow to the heart will not slay them. Even without regenerative abilities, demons possess unmatched resilience. The only way to dispatch them is to locate their 'core' - a shimmering, purplish shard - and shatter it, causing the demon's physical form to dissipate. In the demon realm, where the very fabric of reality is shaped by the sheer force of demonic power, new bodies can spontaneously emerge from nothingness. Bones and flesh materialize, gradually forming into fully-fledged demons. However, this is not the only way for demons to come into being. The demon realm is a perilous place, and those who venture inside do so at their own risk. For even the bravest and mos