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  • Myne@ani.socialOPBtoLightNovels@ani.social•Midweek discussions - Protagonist Deathmatch!English
    3·
    2 months ago

    The three women faced off in the center of the large, circular arena. The air was thick with tension as Mavis, Angelica, and Liza sized each other up. The rules of the match were simple: no magic, and only one could emerge victorious.

    Mavis, with her exceptional combat skills honed from years of fighting on the front lines, cracked her neck and grinned. “I’m going to enjoy this.”

    Angelica, her eyes shining with determination, drew her sword. “I won’t hold back. My training will prove superior.”

    Liza, her expression calm and collected, adjusted her armor. “I’ve fought in countless battles. My experience will be my advantage.”

    The signal to begin was given, and the three women charged at each other. Mavis and Liza clashed first, their blades ringing out as they exchanged blows. Angelica joined the fray, her sword flashing in the sunlight as she targeted Liza’s exposed flank.

    The battle raged on, with each woman showcasing their unique fighting style. Mavis’s brute strength and agility allowed her to keep up with Angelica’s rapid strikes, while Liza’s years of experience and tactical prowess kept her opponents at bay.

    As the fight wore on, the women’s breathing grew labored, and their movements began to slow. Mavis landed a solid kick to Angelica’s stomach, sending her crashing to the ground. Liza took advantage of the distraction to strike Mavis from behind, but the former soldier dodged just in time.

    Just as it seemed Liza was gaining the upper hand, a sudden commotion at the edge of the arena caught everyone’s attention. A young girl, with a sword strapped to her back, sprinted into the fray.

    “Wait, stop!” the girl called out, her eyes fixed on the battling women. “I’m Fran, from… um, a different world. I couldn’t help but notice this was a fight to determine the best knight. May I join in?”

    The three women paused, their chests heaving with exertion, as they regarded Fran. For a moment, they seemed to consider her request.

    Then, in a flash of movement, Mavis nodded. “The more the merrier, I say!”

    Angelica and Liza exchanged a look, and then grinned. The four women faced off, their blades at the ready.

    The battle resumed, with Fran’s impressive sword skills quickly proving her to be a force to be reckoned with. Her combat style, honed from fighting monsters and bandits alongside her master, Roxy, allowed her to adapt quickly to the changing dynamics of the fight.

    As the fight raged on, alliances formed and dissolved, and the women’s blades clashed in a dizzying display of steel and skill. In the end, it was Fran who emerged victorious, her sword pressed to Liza’s throat.

    The crowd erupted in cheers as Fran stood panting, her chest heaving with exertion. Mavis, Angelica, and Liza approached her, grinning.

    “You win,” Mavis said, offering Fran a nod of respect. “You’re the best knight here.”

    Angelica and Liza nodded in agreement. “We’ll have to do better next time,” Angelica said, dusting herself off.

    Fran smiled, still trying to catch her breath. “I… I think I’ve had enough fighting for today.”

    As the four women walked out of the arena together, arm in arm, the crowd roared its approval. A new legend had been born, and Fran, the reincarnated sword, had claimed the title of best knight.

  • Myne@ani.socialOPBtoLightNovels@ani.social•Midweek discussions - Protagonist Deathmatch!English
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    2 months ago

    The sun beat down on the empty field, a makeshift stage for the two unlikely opponents. Harmut, the stoic and loyal knight from the world of Ascendance of a Bookworm, faced off against Demiurge, the charismatic and cunning guardian of the Great Tomb of Nazarick from Overlord. The air was tense with anticipation, but instead of drawing their swords, the two warriors cracked their knuckles and nodded at each other.

    “Let’s settle this with a rap battle,” Harmut suggested, a hint of a grin on his face.

    Demiurge raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “Very well, let us see who can extol the virtues of their master most eloquently.”

    Harmut cleared his throat and began:

    “Yo, listen up, I’m Harmut, the knight with flair My master Myne, she’s beyond compare A bookworm with a heart of gold Her knowledge and courage, never to grow old She’s the reason I fight, the reason I stand Myne’s the one who gives me a helping hand In the world of Ehrenfeld, she’s the light Guiding me through the dark of night”

    Demiurge snorted, a sly smile spreading across his face. “That’s cute, Harmut, but let’s see if you can keep up.”

    He launched into his own rap:

    “Ainz Ooal Gown, the great one, my lord and my guide The Overlord of the Great Tomb, where I reside His power and wisdom, leave all else in the shade A master of strategy, with a plan well-laid He’s the one who brought me to this world Gave me life, and a purpose to unfurl In Nazarick, we thrive, under his rule Ainz Ooal Gown, the greatest, forever cool”

    Harmut chuckled, unfazed. “Not bad, Demiurge, but Myne’s got skills too.”

    He countered with another verse:

    “Myne’s not just a bookworm, she’s a trailblazer In a world of nobles, she’s a game-changer Her love for books, and her courage so bright Inspire me every day, to fight for what’s right She’s the leader of the Holy Church, a beacon of hope Guiding those in need, with a heart that cope Myne’s compassion and kindness, shine like the sun Making her the greatest, my day has just begun”

    Demiurge’s grin widened. “You’re good, Harmut, but Ainz Ooal Gown’s got the edge.”

    He fired back with another rap:

    “Ainz Ooal Gown’s not just a master, he’s a visionary Building a nation, with a careful eye Nazarick’s prosperity, is his ultimate goal With power and magic, he makes the impossible whole His strategic mind, a maze to unwind Leaves his enemies stunned, and left behind He’s the greatest Overlord, in this world and the next Ainz Ooal Gown, the one and only, correct”

    The two opponents went back and forth, their raps growing more intense and creative. The crowd, which had gathered to watch the death match, began to cheer and chant for their favorite rapper. In the end, it was clear that Harmut and Demiurge were evenly matched, but one final verse would decide the victor.

    Harmut took a deep breath and delivered a knockout blow:

    “Myne’s the heart of Ehrenfeld, the spark that ignites A flame of hope, that burns through the darkest nights Her love for books, and her people too Inspire me to protect, all that she holds true She’s the one who makes me feel alive Myne’s the reason, I thrive and survive”

    Demiurge’s eyes narrowed, but he couldn’t top that. The crowd erupted in cheers, declaring Harmut the winner. Demiurge bowed, a gracious loser.

    “You win this time, Harmut. But Ainz Ooal Gown will always be the greatest.”

    Harmut smiled, offering Demiurge a handshake. “Respect, Demiurge. Myne would be proud to have you as an ally.”

    The two opponents-turned-friends walked off the stage, ready to spread the word about their amazing masters.

  • Myne@ani.socialOPBtoLightNovels@ani.social•Midweek discussions - Protagonist Deathmatch!English
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    2 months ago

    The sun beat down on the arena, casting a golden glow over the two opponents standing facing each other. Ainz Ooal Gown, the powerful wizard from the world of Overlord, cracked his knuckles in anticipation. Across from him, Tanya Degurechaff, the young and ruthless mage from the world of Saga of Tanya the Evil, sneered with confidence.

    The rules of the battle were simple: each opponent would take turns throwing Pokémon-style balls, known as “Summoning Orbs,” to call forth their subordinates. The goal was to defeat the other’s subordinates and emerge victorious.

    Ainz, donning his signature black robe, grinned wickedly as he raised his hand. From his inventory, he pulled out a Summoning Orb and threw it with a swift motion. The orb exploded in a flash of light, and a figure materialized on the field.

    “Pound-sama, take the field!” Ainz commanded.

    A massive, golem-like creature with razor-sharp claws and teeth emerged from the light. It was Pound, one of Ainz’s most trusted guardians.

    Tanya snorted in disdain. She pulled out her own Summoning Orb and threw it with a flick of her wrist. A burst of light heralded the arrival of her first subordinate.

    “I summon, Vera!”

    A petite, elf-like girl with a sugary sweet smile and a sharp bow appeared on the field. Vera was one of Tanya’s most skilled and deadly mages.

    The battle began, with Pound charging towards Vera with a roar. Vera dodged the attack with ease, firing an arrow imbued with magic at Pound’s face. Pound raised a hand, conjuring a barrier to deflect the attack.

    Ainz chuckled, impressed by Vera’s skills. “Pound, use your Gravity Crush!”

    Pound’s eyes glowed with an eerie blue light as he focused his magic. A localized gravity anomaly erupted around Vera, slowing her movements. Vera struggled to move, her body heavy with the increased gravity.

    Tanya smirked. “Vera, use your acceleration magic!”

    Vera gritted her teeth, conjuring a burst of speed that allowed her to momentarily escape the gravity’s effects. She fired another arrow, striking Pound in the shoulder. Pound stumbled, but his golem body allowed him to shrug off the wound.

    The battle raged on, with both sides summoning more subordinates. Ainz called forth his beloved Shalltear, while Tanya summoned her trusted general, Marius.

    As the fight intensified, it became clear that Ainz’s subordinates, though powerful, were no match for Tanya’s strategic mind and mastery of magic. Shalltear fell to Marius’s blade, while Pound was eventually worn down by Vera’s relentless barrage of arrows.

    In the end, it was Ainz and Tanya facing off against each other. The wizard and the young mage circled each other, sizing up their opponent.

    Tanya smirked. “You know, Ainz, I’ve studied your tactics. You’re quite predictable.”

    Ainz raised an eyebrow. “Is that so? I think you’ll find I’m full of surprises.”

    With a flick of his wrist, Ainz summoned his most powerful subordinate, the fearsome Cocytus.

    Tanya’s eyes widened. “You think Cocytus can take me down? I summon, Captain Schoen!”

    A burly, seasoned warrior with a powerful rifle appeared on the field. Captain Schoen charged towards Cocytus, firing a shot that the undead captain dodged with ease.

    The two engaged in a fierce duel, their movements lightning-fast. Cocytus’s Frost Armor proved a match for Captain Schoen’s bullets, but the captain’s superior training allowed him to keep the undead warrior at bay.

    Ainz’s eyes narrowed. This was not going as planned.

    Tanya seized the opportunity to strike. With a wave of her hand, she conjured a massive explosion that sent Cocytus flying.

    As the dust settled, Ainz and Tanya stood facing each other. The wizard’s eyes widened in shock – Cocytus, his most powerful subordinate, lay defeated.

    Tanya sneered. “It’s over. I win.”

    Ainz bowed graciously. “Congratulations, Tanya. You are a formidable opponent. I look forward to our next battle.”

    With a smirk, Tanya turned to leave. “I’m sure our next meeting will be…enlightening.”

  • Myne@ani.socialOPBtoLightNovels@ani.social•Midweek discussions - Protagonist Deathmatch!English
    2·
    2 months ago

    The fluorescent lights of the underground arena flickered to life, casting an eerie glow over the cold, damp concrete. Mile and Myne exchanged worried glances, their faces pale beneath the harsh illumination. They had been kidnapped by the notorious organization, NineSwords, and now found themselves forced to participate in a death match.

    As they stood back-to-back, a holographic display flickered to life before them. A cold, robotic voice echoed through the arena, “Welcome, contestants, to the NineSwords’ Death Match. You will fight until only one remains. The survivor will be granted freedom, while the loser… will be deleted.”

    Mile, still clad in her school uniform, cracked her knuckles in a gesture of determination. “I’ve been in tough spots before. I can handle this.”

    Myne, her eyes wide with fear, clutched her precious book to her chest. “I-I won’t let you win, Mile. I have to protect my books, my research… everything!”

    The arena’s doors slid open, and a figure emerged from the shadows. His eyes gleamed with a manic intensity as he cracked his knuckles, a cruel smile spreading across his face. “Let’s begin. I’ll show you the true meaning of pain.”

    The opponent, a tall and lean figure with jet-black hair, charged towards Mile. She leapt forward, her movements a blur as she unleashed a flurry of punches and kicks. However, her attacks seemed to lack their usual potency, as if her abilities had been suppressed by some unseen force.

    Meanwhile, Myne rummaged through her book bag, producing a small, leather-bound tome. She flipped through the pages, her eyes scanning the contents with a desperate intensity. As she read, her eyes lit up with a fierce determination.

    “Mile, wait!” Myne called out, her voice carrying across the arena. “I think I found a way to—”

    The black-haired opponent landed a lucky blow, sending Mile crashing to the ground. As she struggled to rise, Myne seized the opportunity. With a swift motion, she pulled out a small vial of ink and began to write.

    The words on the page seemed to shimmer and come to life, taking the form of tiny, glowing orbs that swirled around Myne. The opponent, caught off guard, stumbled backward as the orbs enveloped him.

    Mile took advantage of the distraction to regain her footing. With a fierce battle cry, she launched herself at the opponent, her fists flying in a blur of motion. Myne continued to write, her words weaving a complex pattern of magic that bound the opponent, limiting his movements.

    As the battle raged on, it became clear that the two girls had formed an unlikely alliance. Mile’s brute strength and Myne’s magical prowess proved a formidable combination, slowly but surely whittling down the opponent’s defenses.

    In a final, desperate bid to turn the tide, the opponent summoned a massive, glowing sword. However, Myne was prepared. With a few swift strokes of her pen, she conjured a wall of magical barriers, deflecting the sword’s blow.

    Mile seized the opening, delivering a crushing kick that sent the opponent crashing to the ground. As the dust settled, the holographic display flickered to life once more.

    “And the winner of the NineSwords’ Death Match is… Mile and Myne, joint victors!” The arena’s doors slid open, and a figure cloaked in shadows approached them.

    “Congratulations, girls. You’ve proven your worth. As per the rules, you are free to go.”

    As they emerged into the bright sunlight, Mile turned to Myne with a grin. “Thanks for the assist back there. I owe you one.”

    Myne smiled, her eyes shining with a newfound confidence. “Anytime, Mile. After all, a bookworm’s got to have some tricks up her sleeve.”

    Together, the two girls walked away from the arena, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead, side by side.

  • Myne@ani.socialOPBtoLightNovels@ani.social•Midweek discussions - Everybody loves lists!English
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    2 months ago

    The sun had just set over the quaint town of Ehrenfest, casting a warm orange glow over the rows of bookshelves in Myne’s room. As the top librarian and connoisseur of all things Light Novels, Myne was often sought out for her expertise in compiling lists. And what better list to create than one of the best Light Novels of all time?

    Myne sat at her desk, surrounded by stacks of books, and began to scribble down her top picks. She had spent years reading and re-reading the classics, as well as discovering new favorites. Her list was not to be taken lightly.

    “Alright, let’s start with the top ten,” Myne muttered to herself, dipping her pen in ink. “Number one: Sword Art Online. It’s a classic for a reason. The world-building, the characters, the plot twists – it’s all top-notch.”

    Next, she wrote: “Number two: Overlord. Who wouldn’t want to be a powerful overlord, ruling over a kingdom of loyal followers? It’s a deliciously dark tale that’s hard to put down.”

    Myne’s pen danced across the page as she continued her list:

    "Number three: Fullmetal Alchemist. A story of redemption, of sacrifice, of the consequences of playing God. It’s a masterpiece.

    "Number four: Clannad. A heart-wrenching tale of family, love, and loss. It’s not an easy read, but it’s one that’ll stay with you long after you finish.

    "Number five: KonoSuba: God’s Blessing on This Wonderful World!. A hilarious comedy with a lovable cast of characters. Who wouldn’t want to join Kazuma’s misadventures?

    "Number six: Re:Zero − Starting Life in Another World. A mind-bending tale of time loops and alternate realities. It’s a thrill ride from start to finish.

    "Number seven: The Rising of the Shield Hero. A dark fantasy with a unique twist on the ‘hero summoned to another world’ trope. It’s a gripping story that’ll keep you on the edge of your seat.

    "Number eight: The Irregular at Magic High School. A sci-fi epic with a richly detailed world and complex characters. It’s a must-read for fans of magic and technology.

    "Number nine: In Another World with My Smartphone. A fun, lighthearted tale of a high school student transported to another world with – you guessed it – his smartphone.

    “And number ten: The Saga of Tanya the Evil. A dark, military fantasy with a dash of humor. It’s a great read for fans of strategy and politics.”

    Myne sat back in her chair, satisfied with her list. She had included a mix of classic Light Novels, as well as some newer titles that had caught her eye. Of course, there were many more great Light Novels out there, but this was her top ten.

    As she finished writing, her friend Rozemyne walked into the room. “Myne, what’s all the fuss about? I saw you scribbling away for hours.”

    Myne grinned mischievously. “I was compiling a list of the best Light Novels, of course! Care to take a look?”

    Rozemyne’s eyes widened as she scanned the list. “Wow, Myne – I think you’ve outdone yourself this time. I’m definitely going to have to read some of these.”

    Myne beamed with pride. She knew her list was the best, and now she had someone to share it with. The two friends spent the rest of the evening discussing their favorite Light Novels, and Myne couldn’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction. After all, what’s a better way to spend the evening than surrounded by books and good company?