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The vision of the story revolves around the MC, Ren, who possesses a prototype Sacred Gear called the Time Heart. Created by God using Kronos' actual heart as an experiment before the "True" Sacred Gears were finalized, it was never meant to be given to humans. Because of this connection, Kronos kid

Hey everyone, I have some news. After a few days of contemplation, I’ve decided to drop this fic to focus on my studies and career. Between my thesis, studying for CompTIA Security+, and preparing for my Master’s degree in Estonia (which is quite expensive for a non-EU student), I’ve realized I need

"Grrrrrrr..." The towering, gigantic nine-tailed fox stood firmly planted on all four paws, its blood-red fur fluttering wildly in the wind like roaring flames. Its pupils were glowing pools of pure crimson as it bared its massive, razor-sharp fangs at the tiny, white-robed cultist below. Steaming b

While the white-robed man was still caught up in his theatrical flair, Ren immediately saw his opening. He wasn't about to stand by and wait for the enemy to finish posing. Without a single second of hesitation, Ren lunged. His entire body erupted in a brilliant white aura, his internal energy surgi

Far away from the overwhelming, one-sided slaughter led by powerhouses like Captain Kōrōbō and Yako, the reality of the invasion was proving to be far more gruelling for the rank-and-file defenders. In a ruined commercial district of Outer Kyoto, a mixed supernatural squad was locked in a bitter, bl

Deep within the tranquil grounds of the Mizuki estate, the sharp, rhythmic swish of a blade cut through the quiet morning air. Ren moved fluidly across the courtyard, his sword carving precise, practiced arcs. Silver sweat beaded on his forehead as he focused intensely. Then— KRA-KOOM! KRA-KOOM! The

High in the treacherous mountains of the Kameoka basin, an elite Tengu scout leapt silently from branch to branch. He swept his sharp gaze through the dense pine canopy, searching for any sign of the enemy vanguard. Suddenly, he caught the faint, unnatural flicker of firelight bleeding through the m

A heavily bruised Ren, sporting twin black eyes, a swollen cheek, a split lip, and several large, smoking bumps stacked on top of his head, was now kneeling obediently in the seiza position on the floor. "Now. Tell me exactly what happened," Yasaka demanded, staring down at the battered child. Her g

Later that day, the Tenko-jō received some highly unexpected guests... "To what do I owe the pleasure?" Yasaka sat formally within one of the palace’s grand reception rooms. Standing before her were several humans dressed in long, black coats worn over crisp, white button-down shirts. Hanging promin

Meanwhile, far away in the grim, suffocating halls of the Ritsuzen estate... It had been weeks since Ren had officially left the compound. Kaguya, having finally recovered from the severe injuries she sustained during Gensai’s attack, had gone right back to her strict daily routine. Most of the time

Out in the quiet courtyard of the Mizuki estate, Ren and Yako stood directly facing each other. "Ren-chan," Yako began, her usually playful demeanour replaced by a rare, focused intensity. "Now that you can successfully maintain the state of being 'one with nature' for an extended period of time, it

A few months had quickly passed since Ren’s very first lessons with Yako and Kōrōbō. By the end of his first month, the young boy had successfully managed to commune with nature for an entire minute. By achieving this fleeting but profound harmony with the world, he had officially managed to take hi

"You are finally here, Ren-dono," Kōrōbō spoke in a deep, resonant voice, stepping forward to meet the boy as soon as he arrived. "Ah! Kōrōbō-sensei!" Ren greeted respectfully, offering a crisp bow. "Mm. Follow me." Without another word, Kōrōbō led Ren deeper into the compound. As they walked past t

Sitting cross-legged on the grassy field, Ren closed his eyes and began to regulate his breathing in a slow, orderly rhythm. "Fuuu..." Spreading his spiritual power outward, the young boy focused intently, attempting to forcefully pull the ambient energy particles from the surrounding air directly i

When everything was finally decided, the trio was just about to leave when Yasaka suddenly spoke up. "Yako, wait a moment." She looked at the fox sage, a heavy hint of solemnity replacing her previous amusement. Understanding the unspoken message in her friend's golden eyes, Yako turned and instruct

The next morning... CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! The deafening crash of a wooden mallet striking a brass gong shattered the peaceful morning silence, echoing through the long wooden corridors of the Mizuki estate. "Wake up! Wake up, my sweet sons! Time to wake uuuup!" Yako chanted in a cheerful, sing-song v

As the towering glass canopy of Kyoto Station faded into the distance behind them, the concrete and neon of the modern world slowly gave way to narrow, winding streets paved with ancient stone. "Listen closely, Ren-chan," Kon spoke up, his tone unusually serious. "Kyoto is the capital of the Yokai.

Now at the foot of the dark Okutama mountains, Ren was still marching forward with unwavering resolve. Kon, who was now comfortably perched on his shoulder, looked around at the empty wilderness and suddenly broke the silence. "Ne, Ren-chan... where exactly are we going?" Hearing the question, Ren f

Kyora heard the sudden demand. He didn't verbally reply, but a subtle nod dipped his chin. 'Tsumugi is one of the most talented members of the staff, but as a political substitute, she barely qualifies. However...' His cold, analytical gaze shifted toward Ren, who was currently staring up at Tsumugi

Cough! Cough! Deep within the choked rubble of the neighbouring building, Tsumugi lay crumpled on her side, violently coughing up blood. A thin, fragile layer of glowing blue mana flickered erratically across her battered body, threatening to dissipate at any moment. A second later, with a soft, dyi

"Hand over the boy." Gensai's voice was imperious, leaving absolutely no room for negotiation. "...Gensai..." Kaguya whispered, her voice trembling with murderous rage. Her mind had already deduced the truth: the Elder had planned to backstab her from the very beginning. Slowly shifting her gaze awa