Anime Armors Novels & Stories

" Maru asked the system. Only two words were familiar to him among the choices, weapon and armor. But he couldn't imagine the two most important women in his life to bear arms or wear thick armors. They wouldn't be comfortable with them, he thought. "The Weapon Fabricator and Armor Fabricator each cost 1,000 world energy, Maru." Madame Ais replied to its host. When Maru heard the system's answer, he couldn't help but sigh. He was not looking forward to convincing Uwyn and his mother, wear the bulky armors in his thoughts.

Not because they posed a threat, but they were part of Vacio's plan to annihilate White Day. But how? That ArmorBoy has a unique set of eyebrows, long earlobes, and cornrows-styled hair that was tied back into a ponytail by a clasp was tough. He donned an armor for his attire that was indestructible. He only broke though his armor when he used his remnant magic, but he was sure he can wear another set of armors in replacement.

Valeria “Can you move?” Grimm asks. “Barely.” I squirm in the middle of the line, trying to unstick the leather clothes from my skin. The Firing Armada’s uniform—padded black leather pants and a long‑sleeved shirt made for those of us who don’t shift. Meant to blunt incoming damage. My hair is pulled into a slick bun, everything forced into place. “My balls can’t breathe,” Grimm whispers, tugging at the leather around his crotch.

Willa clutched the throne, shaking, then forced herself up. "Selene! Come out! What, too scared? Show yourself if you've got the guts!" She had no idea. I wasn't just rocking two Powers anymore. After munching on a few spoiled brats' cores, I unlocked a bonus—Invisibility. Had to check if my Powers even worked with her plot armor jamming everything, so I ghosted up and stepped in. Didn't expect her to whip out an AK and go full psycho. All that fear? Gone.

Has he seen him before? "I'm afraid I did not catch your name," He cleared his throat. From what he can see in the other's bloody chiton and wounded arm, he must've been attacked by a wild beast or anything of that sort. First things first, what's a child like him doing in the middle of the forest at this time of the night? Also, he wears a chiton. Is he somewhat a deity that he had never met before? His face is familiar.

I said, licking my lips to get rid of the dryness. "Oh... the Ankara fits me more, right?" he asked. Bringing his hands to my laps. We were both wearing a matching Ankara, A burgundy coloured one with gold star prints on it. Mine is a short, off the shoulder gown that fitted me like a glove. While his, was just the normal style for guys . " Be Over hyping yourself " I replied, pushing his hands away, only for him to bring it back. "Kene, you will like to concentrate." I said, smiling.

It was large and heavy, and made entirely out of stone, just like the armor was. This was Deus Armis – the Armor of the Gods. It was a powerful King Lease that allowed one to be clad in the forces of chaos. It was one of the ultimate sources of protection. This Lease manipulated the area around to produce a set of protective gear and an offensive weapon of your choosing. Today, Mane chose a sword. Maybe tomorrow he will choose a hammer. The platform here was the raw material manipulated by the Lease in this scenario. And even more amazing was that the Lease maintained the armor’s connection to the platform, which meant that even if it was breached it would be repaired, just like the platform

Neither Mom nor Dad spared me a backward glance. From that day onward, I learned to stand on my own two feet. I had to take care of myself. I was only six years old when I faced the loneliness, the danger, and the helplessness of life on my own. I forced myself to be strong and resilient. I forced myself to be independent. I made sure to build a tough armor around myself to protect myself from harm. My armor was close to perfect during my childhood and teenage years. However, on the night of my 18th birthday, the first crack started to form in my carefully-crafted armor.

I feel like I should. The armor had a coif with a squared, t-shaped opening leaving the eyes and mouth exposed; a squared nose guard protected the nose. Attached to the top was a leather piece used to attach long, colored hairs which flowed towards the back. The shoulders were fairly rounded, broad, and relatively small in size. They were decorated with two smaller blades on each side, curved towards the backside. The upper arms were protected by squared, fully covering rerebraces which sat quite well under the shoulder plates. Vambraces wrapped the lower arms with a row of long, curved spikes on the outer sides.

Sophie wasn’t being held by Nimueh, she just seemed to be following her for some weird reason. “I have come to take back what is mine legion and I won’t ask twice for it” Nimueh threatened, Legion came out behind Roman and Lucas “Come get your powers love” Legion spread both hands wide like he was surrendering to her. Nimueh took one step and Legion transformed, his fingers were replaced with talons, hair grew out from his cheeks, his ears grew longer and pointy, deadly and sharp fangs replaced his teeth and his eyes glowed red,