If that isn't you thing, you might not want to read it! Ivy's weapon ripped into the demon, tearing its dark skin to shreds in an instant. She flicked her wrist back, drawing it, a whip-sword hybrid called "Valentine" back into its sword form.
Patroklos goes looking for Z. Smut fic parading as a sad fic Sabina Aelius, destined wife of Emperor Strife, goes into the warzone with her unit to avenge the death of her father. On her journey, everything changes. Especially her feelings and view on life.
In all honesty, the idea for this one-shot came during my Witchblade craze, so it naturally incorporates some ideas from it. This one-shot features everyone's favorite Fanservice girl Ivy Valentine and A knock echoed through the spacious halls of the Valentine Mansion, stirring Ivy from memories of better times. Modestly dressed in a white nightgown, she stole one glance toward the family portrait—in spite of her late adoptive father draining the family fortune dry in a mad search for the "Key to Eternal Youth", Ivy found herself missing both him and the late Countess. The glint of a lone tear formed at the corner of her eye, and she hastily wiped it off. There was little reason to reminisce, considering how long it's been since. She had become so hell-bent on searching for the accursed Soul Edge that she had little time to do so. Her alchemical research had led to the revelation of Soul Edges opposite: Soul Calibur.