Novel & Cerita Alphonse Elric Voice Actor

I was Alpha. I was feared. I was respected. I was powerful. But in this moment, I was nothing...nothing but a father terrified he had failed. My heart slammed against my ribs. My breath tore through my lungs. My muscles screamed. But I kept running. “Damon!” someone called again from behind. That was Elric, the quiet tracker with the golden eyes and a voice so soft most wolves leaned in to hear him. He always carried a calm presence, the type that made others feel safe.

"Today, I finally understand why people say Elric is a rascal." "There's no limit to how much of a rascal he can be!" Alex glared at Elric. "Do you have to be such a jerk?" Elric replied confidently, "Well, you two already agreed, so no take-backs." Alex sputtered, "You're shameless!" Ignoring Alex, Elric turned to Justin and asked, "So, Justin, are you betting on Raymond?" Justin raised an eyebrow. "Who said I was betting on Raymond?" He added calmly, "I don't want to be the fool here. I bet on Hector."

“Nice to hear your annoying voice, Oren.” ***

(Alphonse Gilbert) “...Or..much..more higher…”. (Duke Merrica) “...That’s right…..so you know…..then how strong he is then Duke?..”. (Alphonse Gilbert) “...I don’t know….but, can you cut down thousands of skeletons warrior and zombies in one swing?…”. (Duke Merrica) “...Though I am a master swordsman….I can’t do that…”.(Alphonse Gilbert) “...I thought so…but he can….so…yeah..”. (Duke Merrica)

"Deploy all Gammas to search for him," Thiery ordered firmly. "There's no way he's dead. I can still connect to him, though it's very weak." "Alpha, do you recognize the voice of the person who called you earlier?" Alkon asked. "Is it a man or a woman?" "A man, but I don't know who it is," Thiery said. "His voice sounded unfamiliar, and I'm sure he's using a voice changer, too, because his voice sounded strange."

It’s either me who is turning crazy or that voice really sounds like Eren’s. Confused, I simply nod. The guy stiffens. His face turns suddenly pale and he begins to choke. He coughs out several times like he is going to die from it. Eren urgently goes behind him and pats his back. The man stares at him and smiles lightly, coughing out a few times more before he stops. He then to my astonishment, lowers down to sit on his legs and takes the little hands of Eren in his big ones. “T-thank you little boy.” He tells him in a shaky voice, looking deeply in his eyes. Those of the man look strangely teary. But it’s probably the wind which is causing his eyes to water.

“She shouldn’t even be here. She’s a rogue. An omega. No one even knows who she is.” I look at her fully now. “You’re right. I am a nobody. And yet…” I smile, slow and mocking. “I’m still breathing.” Her cheeks flush with fury. “You’re nothing special.” “Didn’t say I was,” I whisper. “But it bothers you, doesn’t it? That I survived.” She opens her mouth, but Alpha Elric finally speaks. “Enough.” Alpha Elric steps closer, boots thudding against the tiled floor. Alpha Elric’s gaze lands on me like a blade. “You fought well,” he says. “Better than many trained soldiers under my command. Which brings me to why I’m here.”

Thus, his eyebrows meet in the middle of his nose bridge. "Don't act like a clueless brat! You destroyed our Kingdom! Did you enjoy your welcoming celebration for you to forget that!? You ruined my people's dream! You took everything I possessed, so I am taking yours, Alphonso!" His raspy yet hoarse voice still manages to match Alphonso's tone. "Don't tell me you are--" The Prince's cracky voice couldn't continue, for he got intervene by the enemy's defiant tone. "Yes! It is I, Alphonso! The man you once killed Francisco!" His voice becomes so dominant in the room while he slowly turns back into his human form.

a male voice suddenly emerged some distance away. I looked up and saw this hauntingly handsome man descend the crystal steps. His robe looked like a crystallized fabric of shimmering blue and gold. He had an angular jaw, well-sculpted lips, and fine brows that could contest with Lucien. One clear difference in them was his silver, yellowish, long hair. He looked like an elf of many Earth fantasy books, minus the pointy ears. “Elric,” Lucien said, and I immediately took it as the man’s name. “The hell you show yourself and reprimand me.”

"But maybe... maybe the baby wasn't ready for that kind of magic." He held me tighter, head bowed against my shoulder. "Our child is strong. You are strong. But this... this feels like something else." I nodded, but a gnawing terror had already taken root. I could feel something wrong deep inside me. Like whatever link I'd severed with the Vorrak... hadn't broken clean. A knock came at the door. Zordon stood, still holding my hand. "Who is it?" The door creaked open. A young servant peeked inside, her face pale. "My Alpha, an elder has arrived. He says his name is Elric. He requests an audience. He says it's urgent."