Akumatized Butterfly Novels & Stories

He was here. The sun was up and in my eyes. The first thing I saw was a sheer curtain attempting to keep the morning light away. The wind blew, sending the curtains up to the ceiling. The few seconds that the window was left bare, I caught a glimpse of the flowers designed by mother nature blooming in bunches and shrubs. They were in a dozen poignant colours, the reds looked like it could bleed. And there were butterflies, two– no three fluttered in my vision. Their wings, quite small but painted like it could only be made for the museum or for Disneyland. The curtain closed and I saw the room more clearly.

Even in daylight, the soul had found a new messenger. Eloise’s gaze locked onto the butterfly with hypnotic intensity. She could not look away. Its wings, once a shimmering velvet black edged in electric blue, began to quiver unnaturally. One by one, they detached and drifted downward like dying leaves, revealing a soft, pulsating body beneath. In seconds the delicate creature had transformed into something grotesque: a fat, glistening worm the length of her forearm, its pale, segmented flesh slick with viscous fluid. It writhed slowly against the bamboo wall, leaving a faint, iridescent trail behind it.

His feathered head dress shimmered, crafted finely from offerings from the grandest of birds and giving additional power to ride the winds and travel with a swiftness far greater than any other. Atum nodded towards Shu. His eyes soft when he regarded one of his finest creations. All of his life was perfection in its own way, well, most of it. But some more appealing than others. Comparing the butterfly to a moth. "I think we need human help," he said thoughtfully "bringing in any of the others would pique his temper more, a God senses another Gods involvement all too well. And I have no wish to see how much damage he is capable of. His aura spread even from his vessel." He sighed, tapping hi

"I was just here since my friends dared me to shoot at a demon." "Dares can lead for you to lose your life." Keisuke didn't want to start talking with this butterfly girl so he waves his hand while he walks ahead. "I will get going now, lady. Be careful out there, there are hybrid demons that could mistaken you for a tiny butterfly. They love butterflies." "Tiny butterfly?" she asked, scoffing. "Have you not seen my badge? I am a skilled marksman and I work beside Lord Yushiro! How dare you belittle me like that!"

’, her Lycan swoons. Caralyn rolls her eyes. ‘Or maybe I will be caught in the rain till my wings tear apart. Or I might be a lone insect who the other butterflies don’t want to play with,’ she pouts. Then, a wide smile gradually graced her lips. ‘I will be a very beautiful butterfly, though.’ Caralyn imagines herself as a beautiful, alluring butterfly, with her best colors as her wings: white and purple. ‘It will be an ethereal sight,’ she daydreams.

It was iridescent blue—almost glowing as it captivated me. As my gaze traveled to the center, the blue took on a darkening gloss. Peering closer, I counted the wings and realized that this butterfly had five. “That’s the Blue Morpho Aurora,” Xavier said from behind me. “It’s a butterfly from South America.” “The wings are breathtaking.” “The shiny color is due to the way the light travels through the wing scales and gives off a metallic sheen.” I glanced over my shoulder. “So, you’re really into insects?" “Yes.”

It took a moment for the sun to shine through the canopy of butterflies, casting a kaleidoscope of dazzling colors into the air. The delicate creatures fluttered their wings in unison, creating a mesmerizing dance of light and movement. Each wing was adorned with intricate patterns and vibrant hues. As they took flight, the colors mixed and merged, creating a beautiful symphony for the eyes to behold. It was like witnessing a burst of confetti, but more magical. Darren’s hand put pressure on my waist as he led me forward. With each step, hundreds of butterflies erupted and took to the skies. The ground was covered in colorful flowers that had a sweet scent. It must have been a super attracta

I once or only twice has seen a butterfly that be only from a window. I always found them so pretty. It was yellow in colour with black dots on it. I didn't know what kind of mistake I was doing in order to follow that pretty creature. I didn't notice that I got out of the grass. The butterfly stopped on a wall flapping its wings furiously. But before I could even stare at it from close it abruptly fled away. I was in the commotion that why it flee away so early but suddenly gasped out finding myself in the air. My stomach got pressed against a hard shoulder. Then I realised.

I said to her as I stretched my hand out and a butterfly came sitting on it and it flew away within a second "I know right, and somehow I'm not regretting saving you from that burning bitch" she said thwirling around and I followed her as she chase down a butterfly, with her hair flying behind her "How did you do this?" I asked as I ran with her deep into the flower forest "This is just a tip from the iceberg, you can do it too, they are all buried deep inside you, you just have to accept who you are, stop pushing it away" She said as she clasps her hand on the butterfly and it turn to a colorful ashes slipping from her hand and it slowly form to a new colorful butterfly

The sound of that strange name drew my attention back to the group and what I saw next was nothing short of wondrous. Little Leah was still in Luna Malaya’s arms with Sarah and Julian right next to them, looking at Freya in wonder. And then there was Freya, who had been the person to utter those strange butterflies. Her hand was raised towards the baby’s face and suddenly, a bright blue smoke formed in her hands and as it rose, out came a beautiful blue butterfly, larger than any normal butterfly I had ever seen. A glittery dust came out of its wings that shore like diamonds in the light and it rose even higher, leaving behind a trail of glitter dust in its wave.