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worthy could follow. half-pivot at the wrist preceded the moment, decisive — and there, along the forearm’s path, came the actuation. Twin blades extended mid-spin. Their metallic song carved a silent promise through the frostbitten air.
#𝗔𝗛𝗝𝗜𝗡 / #𝗗𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗢𝗪
#𝗔𝗛𝗝𝗜𝗡 / #𝗗𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗢𝗪
June 29, 2025 at 2:31 AM
worthy could follow. half-pivot at the wrist preceded the moment, decisive — and there, along the forearm’s path, came the actuation. Twin blades extended mid-spin. Their metallic song carved a silent promise through the frostbitten air.
#𝗔𝗛𝗝𝗜𝗡 / #𝗗𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗢𝗪
#𝗔𝗛𝗝𝗜𝗡 / #𝗗𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗢𝗪
Reposted by 𝔲𝔠𝔥𝔦𝔥𝔞.
For a moment looking like a mirage, barely visible at the edge of a fallen branch. Then gone again, maneuvering like a chessboard being played in real-time around their prey. Gesturing a single claw across the chestplate to its kin in the trees. He then sees it, interprets
June 29, 2025 at 2:31 AM
For a moment looking like a mirage, barely visible at the edge of a fallen branch. Then gone again, maneuvering like a chessboard being played in real-time around their prey. Gesturing a single claw across the chestplate to its kin in the trees. He then sees it, interprets
Reposted by 𝔲𝔠𝔥𝔦𝔥𝔞.
They fanned out beneath Jin-Woo’s command, and it watched him vanish into the trees, the others dispersing. Yautjas weren’t rushing their kills, an intelligent species bred for tracking. This one moved northwest — uphill, where the canopy thinned, his back ghosting the bark.
June 29, 2025 at 2:31 AM
They fanned out beneath Jin-Woo’s command, and it watched him vanish into the trees, the others dispersing. Yautjas weren’t rushing their kills, an intelligent species bred for tracking. This one moved northwest — uphill, where the canopy thinned, his back ghosting the bark.
Reposted by 𝔲𝔠𝔥𝔦𝔥𝔞.
— Who will draw first ? Silence oppressive、forbidding、in this setting every shadow isn’t his soldier、they’re hunters. The team’s senses sharpen to a painful edge、every nerve screaming that they are not alone.
“ Spread out. I can still hear Suho’s heartbeat. ”
#𝗔𝗛𝗝𝗜𝗡 / #𝗗𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗢𝗪
“ Spread out. I can still hear Suho’s heartbeat. ”
#𝗔𝗛𝗝𝗜𝗡 / #𝗗𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗢𝗪
June 25, 2025 at 9:48 PM
— Who will draw first ? Silence oppressive、forbidding、in this setting every shadow isn’t his soldier、they’re hunters. The team’s senses sharpen to a painful edge、every nerve screaming that they are not alone.
“ Spread out. I can still hear Suho’s heartbeat. ”
#𝗔𝗛𝗝𝗜𝗡 / #𝗗𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗢𝗪
“ Spread out. I can still hear Suho’s heartbeat. ”
#𝗔𝗛𝗝𝗜𝗡 / #𝗗𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗢𝗪
—— Sasuke stepped into the trees again, vanishing into the deeper dark, muttering only one word as a low breath beneath the snow-heavy canopy.
“ … 𝑇𝑐ℎ. “ The hunt was already happening. And for once ——— he wasn’t sure who was 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 doing the hunting.
#𝗔𝗛𝗝𝗜𝗡 / #𝗗𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗢𝗪
“ … 𝑇𝑐ℎ. “ The hunt was already happening. And for once ——— he wasn’t sure who was 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 doing the hunting.
#𝗔𝗛𝗝𝗜𝗡 / #𝗗𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗢𝗪
June 28, 2025 at 7:08 PM
—— Sasuke stepped into the trees again, vanishing into the deeper dark, muttering only one word as a low breath beneath the snow-heavy canopy.
“ … 𝑇𝑐ℎ. “ The hunt was already happening. And for once ——— he wasn’t sure who was 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 doing the hunting.
#𝗔𝗛𝗝𝗜𝗡 / #𝗗𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗢𝗪
“ … 𝑇𝑐ℎ. “ The hunt was already happening. And for once ——— he wasn’t sure who was 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 doing the hunting.
#𝗔𝗛𝗝𝗜𝗡 / #𝗗𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗢𝗪
—— 𝗧𝗘𝗡.
The number didn’t come from data. It came from sense — ancestral instinct that bloomed like rot in his gut.
𝖳𝖾𝗇 𝖧𝗎𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌. Not human. Not even cursed. But intelligent enough to stalk them without aura. Smart enough to make even Jin-Woo flinch. ——
The number didn’t come from data. It came from sense — ancestral instinct that bloomed like rot in his gut.
𝖳𝖾𝗇 𝖧𝗎𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌. Not human. Not even cursed. But intelligent enough to stalk them without aura. Smart enough to make even Jin-Woo flinch. ——
June 28, 2025 at 7:08 PM
—— 𝗧𝗘𝗡.
The number didn’t come from data. It came from sense — ancestral instinct that bloomed like rot in his gut.
𝖳𝖾𝗇 𝖧𝗎𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌. Not human. Not even cursed. But intelligent enough to stalk them without aura. Smart enough to make even Jin-Woo flinch. ——
The number didn’t come from data. It came from sense — ancestral instinct that bloomed like rot in his gut.
𝖳𝖾𝗇 𝖧𝗎𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌. Not human. Not even cursed. But intelligent enough to stalk them without aura. Smart enough to make even Jin-Woo flinch. ——
—— There was no chakra, but there was intent. 𝑴𝒖𝒓𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔. Calm. He crouched, tracing a claw-like scrape in the bark.
“ Not a single ounce of waste … Whoever took him knew his breath. Knew when to strike between beats of the heart. “ He looked up. Cold eyes scanning. ——
“ Not a single ounce of waste … Whoever took him knew his breath. Knew when to strike between beats of the heart. “ He looked up. Cold eyes scanning. ——
June 28, 2025 at 7:08 PM
—— There was no chakra, but there was intent. 𝑴𝒖𝒓𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔. Calm. He crouched, tracing a claw-like scrape in the bark.
“ Not a single ounce of waste … Whoever took him knew his breath. Knew when to strike between beats of the heart. “ He looked up. Cold eyes scanning. ——
“ Not a single ounce of waste … Whoever took him knew his breath. Knew when to strike between beats of the heart. “ He looked up. Cold eyes scanning. ——
—— This was a ritual. 𝘈 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥. And they were not the ones cooking.
A sharp hiss of wind sliced to his left—Sasuke didn’t turn his head. He let the gust graze his face, eyes flicking to a faint distortion above the treeline, heat-bent, too specific to be natural. ——
A sharp hiss of wind sliced to his left—Sasuke didn’t turn his head. He let the gust graze his face, eyes flicking to a faint distortion above the treeline, heat-bent, too specific to be natural. ——
June 28, 2025 at 7:08 PM
—— This was a ritual. 𝘈 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥. And they were not the ones cooking.
A sharp hiss of wind sliced to his left—Sasuke didn’t turn his head. He let the gust graze his face, eyes flicking to a faint distortion above the treeline, heat-bent, too specific to be natural. ——
A sharp hiss of wind sliced to his left—Sasuke didn’t turn his head. He let the gust graze his face, eyes flicking to a faint distortion above the treeline, heat-bent, too specific to be natural. ——
—— The kind of quiet that mimicked stillness but lacked peace. The kind that reminded him of the old woods outside Kusa—where a hunter once tracked him for three days, only to die by a glance. But this wasn’t that. This wasn’t shinobi games. This wasn’t a skirmish of ego. ——
June 28, 2025 at 7:08 PM
—— The kind of quiet that mimicked stillness but lacked peace. The kind that reminded him of the old woods outside Kusa—where a hunter once tracked him for three days, only to die by a glance. But this wasn’t that. This wasn’t shinobi games. This wasn’t a skirmish of ego. ——
—— Fingers brushing the frost, registering the temperature shift. His voice was meant for himself. Not for the team. Not for Jin-Woo.
“ 𝐼𝑛𝑓𝑖𝑙𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛. “ His sword, still sheathed, hummed at his hip. The forest wasn’t still. It was baiting. ——
“ 𝐼𝑛𝑓𝑖𝑙𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛. “ His sword, still sheathed, hummed at his hip. The forest wasn’t still. It was baiting. ——
June 28, 2025 at 7:08 PM
—— Fingers brushing the frost, registering the temperature shift. His voice was meant for himself. Not for the team. Not for Jin-Woo.
“ 𝐼𝑛𝑓𝑖𝑙𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛. “ His sword, still sheathed, hummed at his hip. The forest wasn’t still. It was baiting. ——
“ 𝐼𝑛𝑓𝑖𝑙𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛. “ His sword, still sheathed, hummed at his hip. The forest wasn’t still. It was baiting. ——
—— His eyes narrowed. Something had landed, heavy, tall, bipedal—but too fluid to be human. The tracks bled inward, not outward. As if the earth had swallowed the weight instead of bearing it.
𝑃𝑟𝑒𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑜𝑟.
“ Not teleportation … “ he muttered under his breath. ——
𝑃𝑟𝑒𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑜𝑟.
“ Not teleportation … “ he muttered under his breath. ——
June 28, 2025 at 7:08 PM
—— His eyes narrowed. Something had landed, heavy, tall, bipedal—but too fluid to be human. The tracks bled inward, not outward. As if the earth had swallowed the weight instead of bearing it.
𝑃𝑟𝑒𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑜𝑟.
“ Not teleportation … “ he muttered under his breath. ——
𝑃𝑟𝑒𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑜𝑟.
“ Not teleportation … “ he muttered under his breath. ——
—— But it screamed once—it 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙. A brief, brilliant pulse swallowed by silence. Sasuke latched onto the echo of that flare, chasing not the energy, but the absence it left behind. 𝐀 𝐠𝗼𝐮𝐠𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐧𝗼𝐰. 𝐁𝗼𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬. 𝐓𝗼𝗼 𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧. ——
June 28, 2025 at 7:08 PM
—— But it screamed once—it 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙. A brief, brilliant pulse swallowed by silence. Sasuke latched onto the echo of that flare, chasing not the energy, but the absence it left behind. 𝐀 𝐠𝗼𝐮𝐠𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐧𝗼𝐰. 𝐁𝗼𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬. 𝐓𝗼𝗼 𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧. ——
—— Not because of stealth. Because there was no weight to his presence. Not here. Not in this alien cold where the trees stood like sentinels and time was bent by the breath of something older, crueler. Suho’s chakra was unfamiliar. ——
June 28, 2025 at 7:08 PM
—— Not because of stealth. Because there was no weight to his presence. Not here. Not in this alien cold where the trees stood like sentinels and time was bent by the breath of something older, crueler. Suho’s chakra was unfamiliar. ——
Sasuke stood still, his breath even.
“ How many times
do I have to wound
you for you to ——
𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅 ? “
“ How many times
do I have to wound
you for you to ——
𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅 ? “
June 24, 2025 at 4:30 AM
Sasuke stood still, his breath even.
“ How many times
do I have to wound
you for you to ——
𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅 ? “
“ How many times
do I have to wound
you for you to ——
𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅 ? “
One seamless, predatory pivot. The sword arced upward in a rising slash from hip to opposite shoulder — a cleave designed not for depth, but to carve open muscle lines and steal motor control. If it connected, Naruto’s dominant arm would fail him. ——
June 24, 2025 at 4:30 AM
One seamless, predatory pivot. The sword arced upward in a rising slash from hip to opposite shoulder — a cleave designed not for depth, but to carve open muscle lines and steal motor control. If it connected, Naruto’s dominant arm would fail him. ——
Naruto’s body bent forward, spine arched from the sheer force. Dust detonated around them like smoke grenades. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 - Even as Sasuke landed behind him, knees coiled, chakra flaring from soles to shoulders — his body twisted again. ——
June 24, 2025 at 4:30 AM
Naruto’s body bent forward, spine arched from the sheer force. Dust detonated around them like smoke grenades. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 - Even as Sasuke landed behind him, knees coiled, chakra flaring from soles to shoulders — his body twisted again. ——
Bone shuddered. Then, using Naruto’s staggered posture as anchor, Sasuke vaulted over him. Momentum curved like a scythe. Mid-air, his knee drove down — angled perfectly for the nape — and connected. A thunderclap of impact snapped through the valley. ——
June 24, 2025 at 4:30 AM
Bone shuddered. Then, using Naruto’s staggered posture as anchor, Sasuke vaulted over him. Momentum curved like a scythe. Mid-air, his knee drove down — angled perfectly for the nape — and connected. A thunderclap of impact snapped through the valley. ——
Flesh hissed — burned — as arcs of lightning sizzled through skin and muscle. The scent of charred blood hit the air like a brand on raw hide. But Sasuke didn’t stop. He pressed in — blade reversed now, he stepped into Naruto’s recoil and jammed the hilt of his sword into the sternum. ——
June 24, 2025 at 4:30 AM
Flesh hissed — burned — as arcs of lightning sizzled through skin and muscle. The scent of charred blood hit the air like a brand on raw hide. But Sasuke didn’t stop. He pressed in — blade reversed now, he stepped into Naruto’s recoil and jammed the hilt of his sword into the sternum. ——
The intent was clear … Pierce the diaphragm. Cut the breath. Stop the fight before hope can speak again. But Naruto turned. Just enough. The Chidori’s fanged edge ripped across his flank instead of piercing through. ——
June 24, 2025 at 4:30 AM
The intent was clear … Pierce the diaphragm. Cut the breath. Stop the fight before hope can speak again. But Naruto turned. Just enough. The Chidori’s fanged edge ripped across his flank instead of piercing through. ——
Then detonation. With a single twitch of his heel, Sasuke corkscrewed, using the recoil from the blade-feint to rotate his torso and drive the Chidori upward — point-blank — a serrated thrust aimed just beneath Naruto’s exposed ribcage. ——
June 24, 2025 at 4:30 AM
Then detonation. With a single twitch of his heel, Sasuke corkscrewed, using the recoil from the blade-feint to rotate his torso and drive the Chidori upward — point-blank — a serrated thrust aimed just beneath Naruto’s exposed ribcage. ——
He moved not as man, but as inevitability.
Sasuke’s body snapped forward in a brutal vector — Chidori boiling in his left hand, but the blade in his right came first. Not to cut — no. It feinted low, angling for the thigh, forcing Naruto’s weight to shift. A lie of motion. ——
Sasuke’s body snapped forward in a brutal vector — Chidori boiling in his left hand, but the blade in his right came first. Not to cut — no. It feinted low, angling for the thigh, forcing Naruto’s weight to shift. A lie of motion. ——
June 24, 2025 at 4:30 AM
He moved not as man, but as inevitability.
Sasuke’s body snapped forward in a brutal vector — Chidori boiling in his left hand, but the blade in his right came first. Not to cut — no. It feinted low, angling for the thigh, forcing Naruto’s weight to shift. A lie of motion. ——
Sasuke’s body snapped forward in a brutal vector — Chidori boiling in his left hand, but the blade in his right came first. Not to cut — no. It feinted low, angling for the thigh, forcing Naruto’s weight to shift. A lie of motion. ——
The moment snapped.
There was no scream, no cue. Just a violent ignition of movement. The ground beneath his foot cratered — stone screeched as it splintered apart, a bloom of debris erupting like shrapnel behind him. ——
There was no scream, no cue. Just a violent ignition of movement. The ground beneath his foot cratered — stone screeched as it splintered apart, a bloom of debris erupting like shrapnel behind him. ——
June 24, 2025 at 4:30 AM
The moment snapped.
There was no scream, no cue. Just a violent ignition of movement. The ground beneath his foot cratered — stone screeched as it splintered apart, a bloom of debris erupting like shrapnel behind him. ——
There was no scream, no cue. Just a violent ignition of movement. The ground beneath his foot cratered — stone screeched as it splintered apart, a bloom of debris erupting like shrapnel behind him. ——
A pulse of pure intent lashed from his form — it wasn’t chakra. It was a decision made long before today.
“ I’m ending this — before that
damn light in your eyes burns out. ” ——
“ I’m ending this — before that
damn light in your eyes burns out. ” ——
June 24, 2025 at 4:30 AM
A pulse of pure intent lashed from his form — it wasn’t chakra. It was a decision made long before today.
“ I’m ending this — before that
damn light in your eyes burns out. ” ——
“ I’m ending this — before that
damn light in your eyes burns out. ” ——