The Canary that couldn't escape - Chapter 12 - Mo Ran I’m Waiting for You

He was just an ordinary high school student—until he traveled to the Marvel Universe and became a bounty hunter...What? You need money to unlock abilities?Blaine: “Tony Stark, have you thought about your last words? Someone paid three million to have you killed.”Tony Stark: “Three million? That’s it? I’ve spent more on shawarma. I’ll pay five million—let me go!”Blaine: “Huh? I’m a bounty hunter. I have professional ethics!”Tony Stark: “Fifty million! Come on, bounty hunter—cut me some slack!”Blaine: “...Deal. See you next time, Mr. Stark.”In this world, there’s nothing that money can’t solve.If one billion isn’t enough, then two billion. If two isn’t enough—ten billion, hundreds of billions, trillions, endless trillions!Not my story. TranslationIf you want to support me. My pat*eon Id is--> pat*eon.com/Lord_Immortal_0170Or you feel like tipping me for my hardwork you can do so on Ko*fi --> ko-fi.com/lord_immortal_0170

If 'Jujutsu Kaisen' and 'John Wick' f**ked, then had a baby, this would probably be it:Detached mass Murder experimenting on deaths?Yandere himouto who'd threaten her father and do background murders for her brother?A Divine Wolf who jokes about blending people and cannibalism?This is the package.___________________“The first time I felt the particles, I thought I was going insane.”Naturally, as the heir to a fading Yakuza empire, Ken Kurosawa knew violence. But nothing prepared him for the day he awoke to a world only he could see. Strange, shimmering particles floated in the air, whispering secrets of the unseen. When he reached out… the world bent to his will.At first, he used this power—Kami-Jutsu, he found it to be—to protect his family. A masked figure in a shadow-cloaked hood, he slaughtered his father’s rivals in the dead of night, their blood staining Tokyo’s underbelly. But with each kill, the particles grew louder.Now, as ancient factions hunt him and a prophecy unfolds, Ken must master his godlike abilities before something apocalyptic emerge from the depths of the underworld.The Yakuza’s son will learn: some truths are deadlier than bullets.

[Warning: The title might be named this way, but we’re actually NOT on hiatus.]I’m a third-rate writer, Yu Il-Shin.So don’t think that I’m actually a god; it’s just a name.One day, I experienced the much-anticipated awakening, but my newfound skill was… kinda weird?…In the small world connected through my mobile phone where the little, weak ants were getting killed regarded me as their god?