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Threadmarks: Chapter 90: The Architecture of Peace(1)
The Imperial Steam Pavilion was completely silent, save for the rhythmic splashing of water falling from a bamboo pipe into the stone pool.
Thick, white steam rolled across the surface of the scalding water. The strong smell of natural sulfur hung heavily in the air. The private outdoor bath...
[Itachi Uchiha's POV]
The smell of copper and voided bowels filled my lungs.
I stood perfectly still on the scorched earth. My Sharingan was deactivated, yet my dark eyes recorded every single gruesome detail of the slaughter unfolding in front of me. Thirteen immortal zealots lay on the rocky...
Looking over the information Nakamura had gathered for me, I couldn't stop thinking about my father's new family. Honestly, I didn't really care about them. And I still didn't. Who were they to me? Strangers. Irrelevant. I didn't even feel that old jealousy, the kind that whispers "he left me...
Chapter 60: Moves of the Powerful
[POV Hiro Nakamura]
A forty-year-old man of unremarkable appearance calmly adjusted his shirt collar and once again examined the folder of papers lying on the desk. The setting sun's rays fell onto his workspace, and Hiro, who was checking the documents for...
Chapter 59: Pleasure
Sitting in my workshop, which doubled as a hideout and a makeshift chemistry lab, I swirled a test tube filled with black liquid. My own blood. My thoughts were a jumbled mess, and my overall mood was sliding toward "screw it all" and "I'm going to go hug Mei." The black...
Chapter 58: Bonds
Getting off the plane, I could finally exhale with relief. The last two days on I-Island had been pretty annoying. On one hand, waiting for a suitable flight due to the general congestion of the airport: they needed to bring in a lot of medical equipment, specialists, and...
Chapter 57: Aftermath
[Izuku Midoriya'S POV]
Everyone in the city that night could see the upper floors of the central tower crumbling and falling. But not everyone could make out the battle happening up there.
Tons of metal floated in the air, swirling around a man with dirty red hair. The...
Threadmarks: Chapter 56: Echoes of the Past (Part 6)
Chapter 56: Echoes of the Past (Part 6)
"Shut up already, you idiot!"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
Smack.
My head snapped to the side from the hit.
"Oh, God. How did it come to this that I have to call myself an idiot? Sure, he's me, and he screwed up. But since he's me, that...
Threadmarks: Chapter 55: Echoes of the Past (Part 5)
Chapter 55: Echoes of the Past (Part 5)
Inhale.
Exhale.
Feeling drops of my blood fall to the floor, I held Melissa in my arms and stared at the enemy. Dressed like some aristocrat from a bygone era, he looked at us with feverish eyes. A thin smile played on his lips, while his clawed hands...
Threadmarks: Chapter 54: Echoes of the Past (Part 4)
Chapter 54: Echoes of the Past (Part 4)
I closed my eyes. For what I needed to do next, my "Gaze" would be enough. The world around me filled with various shades of darkness, against which the bright silhouettes of people stood out vividly. I quickly located the silhouettes of the mercenaries...
Threadmarks: Chapter 53: Echoes of the Past (Part 3)
Chapter 53: Echoes of the Past (Part 3)
"So, what were you saying about me?"
I sighed and crouched down. I began searching through the mercenaries' gear and pockets, not forgetting to stash several knives in my sleeves and suit. These mercenaries had relaxed too much the moment I threw my...
Threadmarks: Chapter 52: Echoes of the Past (Part 2)
Chapter 52: Echoes of the Past (Part 2)
Following the others, I mentally reviewed my options. The corpses of the board of directors and their hero bodyguards completely changed the risk assessment for our group. What had I known before? There was a group of villains who had taken the entire...
Threadmarks: Chapter 51: Echoes of the Past (Part 1)
Chapter 51: Echoes of the Past (Part 1)
"Thank you."
I glanced back at Jiro, who was running slightly behind me. I put on a smile. My emotions were conflicted. I did not like doing anything that resembled playing the hero. It reminded me too much of my childhood dream.
"Anyone here would have...
Chapter 50: A Fun Party
[Engel Wilfried'S Pov]
"Ladies and gentlemen, from this moment on, you are all our hostages."
Wolfram spoke to the panicking crowd of people, who were staring fearfully at the bound heroes and the gun barrels of his subordinates aimed at them. A man in a blue leotard...
Chapter 49: Song of the Soul
Adjusting my suit for "going out among people," I glanced at the time again. Then at the puffing "robot" answering to the name Iida. There were only three minutes left until the party started, but half of the U.A. students invited to the party still hadn't arrived...