Hello everyone who read this.
Whether you, Kiyoshi, or you, Haruko read this first. Perhaps someone also reads these lines, which I do not know, respectively knew. I write this down here to arrange my thoughts, my memories. In order not to lose my memories partly again. My life had innumerable small and great ups and downs. It is really strange how exactly I remember some things. In many places I will probably still have to get help, from the most diverse people. I will probably have to ask for an audience with the Hokage … Well. I begin with the mission that first changed me. Continue reading “Crux Uchiha” »
Category: Anime/Manga
Anime/Manga Fanfiction
The Suffering of a Young Mechanic
“You really helped me a lot. Thank you, Wendy, “said the old lady, who just hugged the young mechanic.
Wendy smiled contentedly and returned the embrace. If their customers were satisfied, it was a very fulfilling feeling.
“I liked to do it. It will take some time for you to get used to your new leg prosthesis, “Wendy continued, looking at her finished work again. The old lady had scraped up all her savings to finally be able to afford a prosthesis. Although Wendy knew that she could not do her work for nothing, and that the woman had much too little money, she had given the woman a generous discount. It was probably because she reminded her of her own grandmother.
It is Not Easy to Say Good-Bye
The sky was gray in all directions and covered with heavy clouds. Probably it would rain soon, but still everything was dry and the weather would hopefully hold also something. A sharp, cold wind whistled from the east, whirling the fresh autumn leaves. The flowers bowed their colorful heads under the strong gusts, but all the colors seemed to be covered and dull, as the right light was missing, which colored this time of the year golden. Continue reading “It is Not Easy to Say Good-Bye” »
Truths and Lies
PROLOUGE:
I live my life like most people nowadays do. One day at a time. It being 2022, everything is bland- almost too advanced for its own good. A good portion of these days I live are uneventful, always the same, uneventful and plain: I wake up, play video games, have bland conversations with my “sister”, and then mope around until I go to bed. Sometimes I’ll hang with my few friends, while other times I’ll just deal with my life and go though each day normally. Every so often, something new and interesting happens: I meet up with a friend online, move up in rankings online- always online.
So We Meet Again
Character Thought: /…../
“News Flash – Domino High is no more.” Kaiba looked up from his cereal. “What?” he questioned, praying the radio would repeat the phrase.
“I repeat, Domino High is no more – Fires raged from 11:00pm until 3:00am. The cause of the fire has not been released.” Continue reading “So We Meet Again” »
An Honor
The rain soaked ground felt cool beneath him but he could hardly notice anymore. His entire body felt numb by now. How much more blood could he lose before he lost all consciousness? He had been wounded only several moments before, and already his mind felt fuzzy.
Why was he even in this mess in the first place? Continue reading “An Honor” »
This Is Me
This world is wrong
This world… is not so fair to begin with
I just came to realize that now
But what are we to change it?
All what we can do
Is to live according to it’s rules Continue reading “This Is Me” »
Dragon Slayer
In the street of the small town of Fairy Tail, a crowd gathered. Children, adolescents, adults; people of all ages stood around in a circle. In the center of this crowd, there was a fire-breather with bright pink hair, who wore a raggedy brown tunic, splattered with mud and covered with scratches. He was known as “Salamander”. He had the ability to spit out fire in all different shapes and sizes, using his magnificent flames to portray a story of a courageous knight defeating a vicious dragon. Continue reading “Dragon Slayer” »
It’s Too Late
The raging fire of sadness dies away
As the icy rain continues to pour tonight
Those I love, those I hate,
Are hidden within my aching heart Continue reading “It’s Too Late” »
There’s a Start
It is really warm today.
Scratching at his temple, the skin slightly dampened with sweat, Saitama stared at nothing in particular. It was mid afternoon, the tiny apartment was heated by the bright summer sunlight. Saitama laid on the wooden floor in nothing but a pair of shorts, among random things strewn around him. The air-conditioning for some reason was rather faulty that day, but Saitama could care less. He had gone through a lot worse during his 3-year training, and besides, Genos did not seem too affected by the extra heat. Continue reading “There’s a Start” »