A Piece Of Strange の小説・ストーリー

Each volume of Strange short stories will have 3 medium-sized stories and about 10 short stories. To make it easier to understand and more transparent, this chapter will be like a summary for this and the following volumes. Vol.2: medium stories: The antics of Bia's crew ( ABC) Bia comments on a crew of children of criminals, in an invisible ship. In this world full of magic, demonic beasts and restrictions, they live on the run, abandoned by their parents. Not being accepted anywhere in the world they have to survive on small illegal jobs and from time to time to plunder.

This was the most grotesque thing they had seen in their life. With his keen senses, Creed already knew that this heart was not something they should mess with. An unknown thing as bizarre as this could be fatal to their soul or even their minds. They had already read about strange beings inside the glitch. There were already many casualties and strange existences in the glitch unanswered, and they thought this could very well be one of them.

It was a strange feeling, but still, a sweet one. Only temporarily though, until she jabbed the dragon stone on my neck and began to mumble garbage again. The strange feeling of content joy and pleasurable moments suddenly turned to an unfortunate apathy of disdain. She was a strange creature and it was in that moment I knew she wasn't the type of person you could call... Normal. "This is a, it's the real one isn't it! After all these years. After-"

He cleared his throat and asked, "Aside from me and Black, is there anyone else who experienced some strange things these past few days?" Ela's brows met, but she remained to close her eyes and listened to their conversation. Mijo gulped and became uneasy. He looked at Flute. "What... what do you mean by... strange things?" he asked. He has a feeling that he knew what this meeting would be all about. He quickly turned his gaze to the carpet when Flute looked back at him. "Like something unexplainable. Something that a normal person shouldn't be experiencing."

Micham backed away in shock. Before the stranger could say anything else, he put his legs under his arms and made off. He had never seen anything so uncanny, not even with a hegedunen. He did n't believe in the supernatural, he knew it existed ... and that the being he had just met clearly belonged to it. Perhaps it was even more terrifying than a hegedune. What an omen!

"Without despair, evolution stagnates." The battlefield trembled. The mysterious stranger finally stepped forward. "No." The parasite turned toward him. And for the first time— Its smile weakened slightly. Interesting. Very interesting. "You survived." The stranger nodded. "I learned." The parasite stared at him. Then sighed. "You were my greatest mistake." The atmosphere exploded. For the first time, genuine power erupted from the mysterious stranger. Not silver. Not black. Not white. Something beyond all three. Reality stabilized around him. The collapsing gateways stopped expanding.

The closer she got, the more the air thickened with that strange familiarity. Not Moon. Not Stone. Something… buried. Something like the echo she sometimes caught when she looked in the mirror and did not recognize the woman staring back, only to realize she was seeing her mother’s ghost in her own features. The stranger crashed to his knees at the base of the ridge. His breath came in ragged, tearing gasps. He lifted his head. Their eyes met. For a瞬, the world narrowed. He was young. Not a pup. Not fully into the thick-necked solidity of age.

“This is a weird thing to shake.” “What about this isn’t weird?”

And I’m glad the man I once shared a reckless night with, became my forever. My Mr. Stranger. THE END…